Early in the morning, when the light suddenly appeared, Lin Hu opened the door and saw Huan Zong standing in the courtyard. He raised his head and glanced at the gray sky: "Young Master, did you get up so early?" The disciples of the Glazed Light Sect have the habit of getting up early to practice swordsmanship when they are not in seclusion, but Young Master doesn't move his sword easily now, so what are you doing out so early? , appreciate the beauty of the small courtyard of the inn
Huan Zong turned to look at Lin Hu, his eyes stayed on the black sword in his hand for a moment, "I can't sleep when I wake up."
"Show me a set of swordsmanship." Huan Zong said with his hands behind his back, "You've been following me around these days, it's been hard work."
"My life is given by the son, why should the son be so polite to me?" Lin Hu drew his sword and unsheathed it, "Please give me some advice."
As a Nascent Soul cultivator who can be looked up to by countless cultivators in the cultivation world, Lin Hu made a set of swordsmanship to make it airtight and almost without flaws. But it was only almost. When he finished his swordsmanship, Huan Zong said: "The sixteenth style's wrist is an inch higher, which will leave the weakness of your abdomen to the opponent. If you encounter a master, you will be injured."
Lin Hu made another gesture according to his words, Huan Zong nodded and said: "Your swordsmanship has reached the point of perfection. The biggest problem is that you are not alive enough. The sword is not one with you, so take a good look at it in your spare time."
"I wrote it down." Lin Hu also knew his weaknesses, but he didn't have the talent of a son, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait to achieve the state of harmony between man and nature.
Many things only need to be clicked, and Huan Zong did not say more. At this time, a bright red appeared in the eastern sky, and it was almost dawn. Huan Zong looked up at the bright light in the sky, his face like jade was as cold as jade.
"Sir..."
"Continue to practice swords." Huan Zong said without turning his head, "Cultivation is like sailing against the current, so don't slack off."
"Yes." Lin Hu said no more, and continued to practice his sword.
Lin Hu practiced swordsmanship, while Huan Zong watched, until the rising sun, the door to the east of the small courtyard was opened, and a girl wearing a crescent-colored skirt came out from behind the door.
"Senior Lin, Huan Zong." Kong Hou seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his blushing cheeks, jumping up and down in front of Huan Zong: "You got up so early?"
Huan Zong glanced at her hair, the corners of his eyes and brows were warmed by the rising sun, "Lin Hu is practicing swordsmanship, I'll come out and see."
"Senior Lin's swordsmanship is really good." Kong Hou stood beside Huan Zong, a little embarrassed, "When I first met you, I thought that Senior Lin was a Jindan cultivator, but I didn't expect him to be the ancestor of Yuanying."
"Your cultivation is still low, and it is normal to see others' cultivation." Huan Zong looked at her sideways, "Lin Hu will take a while to finish his practice. I will accompany you to breakfast first."
"Okay." Konghou knew that it was not easy to interrupt when practicing swordsmanship, so he agreed to Huanzong's suggestion.
The guy at the inn saw the two coming out of the small courtyard at the back, and greeted them enthusiastically. The guests who can rent a small courtyard in the inn are all wealthy and big people, and they need to be served carefully.
Bring the meals the guests need to the table, and the guy wipes the table while eavesdropping on what the guests are saying. As a guy in the big inn, his way of solving his worries is to listen to the interesting stories from the guests. Which monk betrayed his Taoist companion, which big sect disciple got into trouble, which big family had a cultivation genius, and what kind of master and disciple turned against each other. It made him listen with gusto.
"In next year's exchange conference, the Glazed Light Sect will definitely be at the top again. Although the other disciples of the ten major sects have their own wonderful performances, they are not as good as the Glazed Light School. I would like to go to see a lively event, but unfortunately the tickets for the exchange conference have already been fired. There are more than 1,000 spiritual stones. I have been walking around the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have everything, but there is no spiritual stone. I am afraid that this excitement will not be seen."
"Those hawkers who drive up prices are also immoral. The highest price for admission tickets to the last exchange conference was only 1,200 spirit stones. This conference will only start in more than a year, and it has already reached the highest price of the last time. Next year, we will definitely shout a high price of two thousand spirit stones."
"No way, there are too many rich fools in the cultivation world."
"Oh, money is a fool, but a smart person without money?"
"Fellow Daoists, fellow Daoists, everyone should speak well, don't talk about anger. Let's talk about it. In the next year's exchange meeting, which sect has performed better than the Glazed Light Sect."
"Among the ten major sects, except for Yunhua Sect, any sect is possible."
When it came to Yunhuamen, everyone in the inn let out a tacit laughter.
Huan Zong's hand holding the spoon paused slightly, he looked back at the people who were laughing behind him, and frowned. However, Konghou didn't pay much attention to these laughter, instead he listened to them chatting while eating, listening with relish.
"The strength of Yunhuamen is not weak, why can't it be more brilliant?" In the corner, a young boy who looked only in his teens was puzzled, "Why do you say that?"
"This is the first time for the young man to go out, right?" The big man in the gray robe laughed loudly, "The last exchange conference was held by the Zhaohan Sect, and Yunhua Sect sent more than 20 disciples to participate. The excitement forgot the time, and when they arrived at the Zhaohan Sect, the first competition of the exchange meeting was over, and they even lost their qualifications."
The young man was dumbfounded, as if he did not expect Yunhuamen to make such a mistake. Hearing the laughter of everyone present, he was stunned for a while before he said, "Where will next year's exchange conference be held, and who should I turn to if I want to buy tickets?"
"Next year's exchange conference will be held in Liuguangzong, otherwise the price would not have been so high." Everyone in the audience talked about other people's interesting stories, but they were not bad-minded people. Seeing that the young man was curious about this matter, he Someone responded enthusiastically.
"A lot of sects will receive admission invitations. Some sects are out of money and will sell some admission tickets. As long as the son has a monk's life card, he can prove his innocence. Spending more spirit stones can always buy it." The one was a woman with a knife. She had a beautiful face and gave the young son a wink, "But the young master must remember that when you go to the site of the ten major sects, you must do things according to their rules, not according to the rules. The people who do things end up so miserably that they are not suitable for the slave family to tell you."
The young man's face was flushed by the woman's wink, he hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of food, and then hurriedly ran away, his appearance caused everyone to laugh again. Some people laugh at women for not letting go of children, and others laugh at young sons who are thin-skinned and do not cherish such a good encounter.
Compared with the cold inns in Sanshu Town, the inns in Yicheng are too lively, and there are many monks here.
"Huanzong, next year's exchange conference will be held in your sect?" Konghou whispered, "Is the exchange conference fun?"
Huan Zong carefully recalled the previous exchange conferences, but in his mind, apart from the fact that each sect dressed in different disciples, it was one competition after another that was very easy to win, which was really not fun.
"Shang Ke." Huan Zong said, "When you come next year, I will take you to Peicheng outside Zongmen for a good stroll."
The Glazed Light Sect is located in the Glazed Mountain in Peicheng. Since the Glazed Light Sect is known as the holy place for monks, the Pei City is also lively, and even the city where the royal family of the cultivation world is located is not comparable. Huan Zong rarely went down the mountain before, and even if he went down the mountain, he flew directly over Peicheng and would not enter the city easily. For him, Peicheng was too noisy. But the lively state city is just suitable for taking Konghou to play.
Little girls should like lively places.
"I don't know if I can go." When the monks said that the admission ticket would sell for a high price of 2,000 spirit stones, Konghou was already moved. However, she didn't know which disciples the sect would send to participate, and if the elders didn't take her there, she couldn't follow her cheeky.
"It doesn't matter, if your teacher doesn't bring you here, I will go to Yunhuamen to pick you up." The corner of Huan Zong's mouth rose slightly, "I can still be the master of this."
Hearing what Huanzong said, Konghou immediately became happy. She sat up straight and said to Huan Zong, "Then don't forget to come when the time comes."
"Okay." Huan Zong smiled more gently.
"Huanzong," Kong Hou bit his chopsticks lightly and touched the flying sparrow hairpin in his hair, "Thank you." Because I like this hairpin so much, after getting up this morning and combing my hair, she couldn't wait to put it on. up.
"It's just a hairpin." Huan Zong laughed, "I haven't given anything to women, and I don't know what you like. If you have something you like in the future, you can tell me."
Kong Hou put down his chopsticks and smiled: "Huan Zong, you will suffer a loss by being friends like this."
Huan Zong laughed and gave his little girl the priceless vermilion grass. He said seriously that he would suffer, and he did not know how Yun Huazong raised his apprentice, but he raised the little girl so delicately and innocently.
"I said, fellow Daoists, it's better that you don't say a few words. If these words reach Yunhuamen's ears, I'm afraid it won't be very good." A thin old man shook his head and said, "The ten great sects are very powerful. You are laughing at Yunhuamen here, be careful to make enemies with them."
Hearing this, the monks were stunned, but they didn't think about it much. People have a herd mentality. When a person dares not do it, the more people who do it, the more courageous it seems. Now that this thin old man brought this up, they realized that what they said just now, if Yunhuamen knew about it, it was indeed inappropriate.
"Probably not. I have had the privilege of meeting the disciples of Yunhuamen. They are very easy-going. Sometimes they even make fun of themselves. How can they get offended just because we are joking?" The gray-robed man said uncertainly, " What's more, we didn't have any malicious intentions just now..."
"People from the big sect are good at acting and covering up. As for whether they really don't care or they don't care, who can tell the difference? They will settle accounts behind their backs. Do you guys have any countermeasures? Are you really not afraid?" The inscrutable said, "There is no shortage of hypocrites who are bright on the outside and filthy and filthy on the inside."
"Since the elders are cautious people, how can they say such things in front of everyone?"
Just when everyone's heart was going up and down, a beautiful girl in a crescent-colored fairy dress raised her head and looked at the thin old man, "You are implying that Yunhuamen is a hypocrite, aren't you afraid that Yunhuamen will retaliate against you? ?"
"The old man is just a kind reminder, not to say that Yunhuamen is a hypocrite." The thin old man was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect anyone to refute his words, "You little girl, what can you understand?"
Kong Hou snorted and smiled, the old man's words seemed to be kindly reminding the monks present, but he was actually trying to sow discord, making everyone think that a big sect like Yunhuamen was a hypocrite. Disagreement will be revenge.
"The world of self-cultivation is so big, if someone says something bad about the ten major sects, they will take revenge, and won't they be exhausted?" Konghou rolled his eyes, "If the people from the ten major sects are so idle, they have nothing to do. Don't be one of the top ten sects, just be the killer of the cultivation world."
It's hard for a good-looking girl to roll her eyes. Some people laughed out loud because of Konghou's words. Thinking about it carefully, it is the same reason. If the ten major sects are so careful, how can they still be in the top ten
The reason why the big sects are the big sects is because they have the ability and courage. In the past one or two thousand years, the ranking of the top ten sects has not changed, and the sects that fell out of the top ten are not because of their improper style and internal management. The resulting decrease in strength
"This beautiful little sister's words are very reasonable." The glamorous woman who had molested the young son just now raised her red lips and smiled, "Fellow Daoists, don't scare yourselves. Some people seem to be doing it for our own good. As for sowing discord, don't be fooled."
The thin old man was unhappy when he heard the words: "What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist?"
"What can I mean?" The glamorous woman raised her eyebrows. "If the listener has a ghost in his heart, he has other meanings. If there is no ghost in his heart, he has no other meaning. You still need me to explain?"
"You..." The skinny old man's expression changed, and he turned his head to stare at Konghou, "You said they won't retaliate, they won't retaliate, you're not from Yunhuamen, can you represent them?"
Konghou blinked and said carefully to Huan Zong: "This old man is so shameless, he can't argue with that beautiful elder sister, so he came to bully me, this little girl, how can there be such a person."
Although her voice was small, it was enough for many people to hear her. The glamorous woman sneered and didn't save face for the old man: "No way, in this world, there are always people who are older but not smarter. "Little sister, you are still young and don't understand the complexity of human hearts."
"Sister reminded me." Konghou sang with the glamorous woman, almost slapping the table on the spot with the thin old man, but he also knew that if these two women joined forces, he would not be their opponent, so he could only endure it.
He paid the bill and turned away angrily.
The glamorous woman looked at his back and snorted coldly, "Old thing with ulterior motives."
After the thin old man left, the hall became lively again. Konghou listened to all kinds of bizarre rumors, and he didn't even bother to eat anything.
"I heard that on the day of the ceremony, in front of all the guests, the disciple of Liu Yanmen's palm sect terminated the marriage contract with the fairy of Qingyumen, and turned around and walked with a female cultivator of the third level of Qi training. Qingyu The sect and Liu Yanmen are now fighting against each other, and when the exchange conference next year, the two sects are probably going to fight fiercely."
Liu Yanmen and Qingyumen are also ranked in the top 20 in terms of strength in the cultivation world. Now that Liuyanmen's disciples have made Qingyumen lose such a big face, the cultivation world will probably be in trouble for a while because of this.
Hearing how affectionate the disciples of Liu Yanmen's sect had for the female cultivator of the third rank of Qi, even the female disciple of Qingyumen Shan Linggen didn't want to say so, Konghou always felt that something was wrong. There is nothing wrong with pursuing the harmony of body and love, but this kind of thing should have been made clear, why wait until the ceremony of ending the Dao
Their love is precious, and the female cultivator of the Qingyumen should put all face on their relationship
"Have you eaten?" Huan Zong touched the bowl of porridge in front of Konghou, "The porridge is cold, do you want the man to change it?"
Konghou shook his head: "I'll go back and meditate."
Huan Zong stood up and followed behind her. The two walked through the corridor, away from the noise in the front hall. Konghou kicked the stone bench in the small courtyard: "That Liu Yanmen's head disciple is so shameless."
Huan Zong, who didn't pay attention to listening to other people's chat just now: "..."
"Huan Zong, what do you think?" Kong Hou was lying on the stone table and raised his face from his arms to look at Huan Zong.
"Well, shameless." Huan Zong nodded.
Looking at Huan Zong's calm face, Kong Hou smiled and pointed towards him: "Huan Zong, you are so cute."
Huan Zong: "What?"
A good-looking and serious man, when he looked over in confusion, was really a beautiful landscape. Kong Hou held her face, she was good-looking, cute and upright. Just a few more glances at Huan Zong would make her feel better.
The mood improved for the most part in an instant, Kong Hou stood up: "Huan Zong, I'm going to meditate."
Huan Zong: "..."
Is the mind of a young girl so difficult to understand
There were footsteps behind him, and he turned his head to look. Lin Hu, who had finished sword training, stood under a loquat tree and looked at him. The master and servant looked at each other quietly, Lin Hu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his voice was calm: "I didn't hear anything."
Huan Zong lowered his eyelids: "You practiced the wrong swordsmanship just now, you can practice it several times today."
Lin Hu's sweaty hands stopped, "Young Master, I really didn't hear anything."
"I don't care if you hear it or not." Huan Zong stood up and said expressionlessly, "Let you practice swordsmanship, it has nothing to do with this matter, you don't need to think about it."
Lin Hu: "..."
Ah.
Among the three elders of Yunhuamen, Elder Qiushuang lives alone on a mountain. Because she likes quietness, few disciples dare to disturb her throughout the year. But today was a little different. She was meditating in the cave when she heard a disciple calling her outside.
"What's the matter?" Qiu Shuang walked out of the cave, and saw a junior standing outside the cave door, holding a tray in her hand. The tray was covered with red silk. She couldn't see what was inside.
"Elder, this is what Master Konghou from Qiyuefeng asked the Feijian messenger to send back to you, please take a look." The disciples of Wuxingtang stood a little timid in front of Elder Qiushuang, and didn't even dare to lift their heads.
"For me?" Qiu Shuang was a little surprised, and reached out to take the tray, "Is it okay if Konghou is outside?" Jin Yue of the Liuguang Sect wrote a letter a few days ago, saying that Konghou was with the direct disciples of the Liuguang Sect, and the direct disciples of the Liuguang Sect were always great , Konghou should not encounter any danger.
"I don't know, disciple, but there is a letter from Uncle Konghou to you. Perhaps in the letter, Uncle will mention her current situation."
"I see, you can go down." Carrying the tray back to the cave, Qiu Shuang lifted the red silk covering it, and saw the gorgeous long skirt in the tray. The long skirt is white and embroidered with gorgeous peony flowers, which is extremely gorgeous. In addition to the gorgeous embroidered skirt, there is also a crimson drapery and two handkerchiefs, both of which are luxurious and gorgeous in style and color.
She opened the envelope, and one-third of the content was complimenting her appearance, and one-third of the content was saying that the skirt would definitely look beautiful after she put it on. In the last few paragraphs, the current situation was mentioned.
Huan Zong…
Looking at the name mentioned by Konghou in the letter, Qiu Shuang smiled. It seemed that Konghou and this partner of the Glazed Light Sect had a good time outside, and even saw the blue silver flower, which is the most difficult to meet in the cultivation world. Folding the letter and putting it back in the envelope, Qiu Shuang's eyes fell on the gorgeous long skirt.
In the Glazed Light Sect, the female elders and the female peak masters received a gift from the flying sword messenger.
The skirt is beautiful, the embroidery on the handkerchief is exquisite, and the hairpin is what they want. The only problem is the sender. Ruthless indifference, obedient, and nephew, who doesn't like to say a word, suddenly gives them something women like. How terrifying and weird is this
A female elder specially asked his entourage to inquire. In addition to her, there were several female disciples and female peak masters in the sect who received the dress shirts and hairpins sent by the nephew, even the sect master Jin Yue.
The female elder turned the skirt over and over and looked at it several times, but no matter how she looked at it, the skirt in her hand was not a top-level robe, but a beautifully made ordinary skirt. It looks prettier and doesn't have any defensive features.
What happened, nephew
"Elder, this dress..." Seeing the elder's solemn expression, the attendant didn't dare to say much. It was only after the elder put down the skirt that he asked her what to do with the skirt.
"Hang it up." The female elder thought about it and added, "Hang it carefully, don't make any wrinkles."
Although it is not a robe, it is a piece of the mind of the nephew. Thinking of her nephew's physical condition, she sighed. The children who were usually indifferent, actually began to know that they brought something back to them.
I found a bunch of spirit stones, talismans, and magical instruments and handed them over to the follower: "My nephew should be still in Yicheng these few days, and you should ask the Feijian messenger to bring them to him."
My nephew is not in good health now, so he should bring more magic tools and talismans for self-defense.
Konghou meditated in the house for three days. When he went out, he saw a man with the word "like wind" embroidered on his clothes standing in front of Lin Hu. Isn't this the uniform attire of the flying sword messenger in the inn
Putting away the third storage bag sent by the Feijian messenger today, Lin Hu turned around expressionlessly, just to meet Shang Konghou's curious eyes.
"Miss Konghou." Lin Hu nodded to her and took out two storage bags from the storage ring, "This is what your master sent from the Feijian messenger yesterday."
Konghou took the storage bag and opened it. In the package sent by Elder Qiu Shuang, there were many magic tools besides the spirit stone. If she couldn't beat others, she would use the magic tools to kill them. The other one was sent by a few senior sisters, and there was only a packet of spirit stones and a letter inside. The letter said that she should not be wronged outside, and that she would go to the Embroidery Pavilion to buy a few hairpins to return.
After counting the spirit stones sent by the senior sisters, Konghou found that after buying the hairpins the senior sisters wanted, there were about two hundred spirit stones left. stone.
These more than 100 spirit stones are for her traveling expenses
Shaking the letter paper, Konghou found a few words written on the back, to the effect that Yuxiaomen recently released several new Liuxian dresses, and they bought them without holding back the temptation for a while. Don't think they gave too few spirit stones.
This is really her sister-in-law. When she buys the hairpins and sends them back, she must write to them and ask them to buy her the latest Liuxian dress, but she doesn't have any money when she goes out, so she won't give them spirit stones.
Looking at Konghou's counting spirit stones, Lin Hu recalled the large piles of spirit stones and instruments sent to the son by the female elders of Liuguang Sect and the female peak masters in the past two days. He doubted that Yunhuamen could not recruit the most talented people. Good disciples are not because of anything else, but because they are too stingy with their own disciples.
When their sons went out, the sect masters and the peak masters sent tens of thousands of spirit stones. Miss Konghou, a direct disciple of the Five Spiritual Roots, even counts the spirit stones to live. He is willing to give his disciples priceless swords, but he is reluctant to give his disciples some spiritual stone flowers. What is wrong with Yunhuamen
Although the senior sisters were very stingy, Elder Qiushuang was very generous and even gave her 50,000 spirit stones. Konghou, who had never been so wealthy before, carefully put all the spirit stones into his storage ring. He pointed to the storage bag in his hand: "Senior Lin, are these the storage bags that Liuguangzong sent to Huanzong?"
"Well, there's nothing good, just some spiritual stones." Dendrobium didn't dare to let Konghou see what was in the storage bag, for fear that she would feel inferior.
The things that the young master received in the past two days, just the spirit stones, have already exceeded half a million.
Konghou was about to ask if Huan Zong had run out of money and she could lend it to him, when he heard quarrels coming from outside.
After staying at Yunhuamen for a long time, when he heard others arguing, Konghou couldn't help standing up and ran quickly to the outside hall to see what happened. As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard the words "Liu Yanmen".