The heroic spirit is the power of the spirit. The power of the spirit is used to temper the body and make the body stronger. This is the mainstream among swordsmen. After leaving the water, Chen Guhong reads in the daytime and trains his body at night.

However, Chen Guhong was particularly worried about being far away from the water where he was duel with others and was in a bad mood.

Ten days later.

The sky was clear and cloudless on this day. The blue blue sky seemed to be connected to the earth, and the sky and the earth formed a whole.

"Cry~!"

Occasionally, there was a loud noise from the eagle. When you looked up, you could find an eagle in the air, and there was a hare still jumping on the eagle's claws.

Overall it was another comfortable day.

In the evening, the sun sets. The sun dyes the sky red, redder than blood.

The king's house, in the front yard.

A straw mat was laid on the ground, and a table table and a futon were placed on the straw mat. Chen Guhong knelt on the futon and read a book. He looked up at the sunset, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

At this time, a dull knock on the door sounded, perhaps because of psychological effects, and Chen Guhong felt that the charm was very sad.

"Brother, open the door." My sister's voice sounded in the kitchen.

"Yes." Chen Guhong hid his mind and put down his book and went to open the door. After hesitating in front of the door, he still opened the door. Outside the door, Zhu Fei was wearing white, and behind him was a carriage, with a coffin in it.

Zhu Fei's expression was very desolate and sad.

Chen Guhong's heart was shocked and he said tremblingly: "Old Zhu????!"

"Duke Zhongping is gone. This is his Kunwu sword. He said you are an unparalleled swordsman, but you lack actual combat. With this sword, you can avoid breaking your wings too early. When you feel that you can dominate the world without needing this sword, you will send it back to Jiang Zuoshui's house and hand it over to his daughter."

Old Zhu took the Kunwu sword from his waist and handed it to Chen Guhong.

"How could it be, how could it be?? Brother Shui is obviously the peerless swordsman in Tianyun Country!!" Chen Guhong did not take the Kunwu sword, but just looked blank and murmured.

"There is a mountain higher than the mountain. The peerless swordsman will also meet even more peerless swordsmans. This is his destination." Zhu Fei shook his head and sighed sadly.

Then Zhu Fei reached out and moved Chen Guhong's hand away and gave Kunwu sword to Chen Guhong.

The bamboo flying was cold, even colder than the sword. Chen Guhong held the Kunwu sword and his heart was also cold. After a moment of silence, Chen Guhong asked, "Who is that person?"

"Mr. Zhongping said, Gu Hong, you have the ability to kill people for him, but don't kill people because of him. Because he is going to duel, not to kill people. He has no regrets of his death."

Zhu Fei shook his head and said.

"Dull is the romance of the swordsman. I won't go to seek revenge on that person. I just want to know what that person is called." Chen Guhong replied.

"Bai Zheng!"

Zhu Fei was silent for a moment, looked at Chen Guhong's sad but not hatred eyes, and slowly spit out two words. Then, Zhu Fei left.

"I have the Kunwu sword, so I want to go to the Master's Court. Cut jade in the white rainbow, and the purple air drys the stars at night."

"The lotus on the edge moves, and the frost and snow in the box are bright. The sky reigns on the heavens and serves the country, and draws the land to give the name of a hero."

Driven by the carriage, Zhu Fei sang the song "Shui Zhongping", but the song was no longer bold, but was particularly shrill. The sword and the heroic name had no meaning to the dead.

Chen Guhong held the Kunwu sword in his hand tightly, his eyes slightly red, and he was extremely sad.

"I am my friend, my friend, and I am going to the duel. When we meet again, our bones are cold, sad, sad." Chen Guhong sang sadly and tears flowed down his face.

The friends' voices and appearances are vivid in my mind.

Even though we meet by chance, we are also friends.

But now it has become a cold corpse, how can it not hurt! How can it not hurt!

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"Young master, drink porridge."

"Young Master, is Yuanyuan dancing for you? I have learned it with the lady and I dance very well."

"Young Master, why don't I play the piano for you? Yuanyuan is stupid and can't do anything, but I have learned it seriously."

"Young Master."

Within three days, Chen Guhong locked himself in the room, but the rice grains had not yet entered, and his expression was desolate. He was so anxious that Chen Xiuxiu, Wang Zhengdang, Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan tried to make Chen Guhong happy, but it was useless.

Until this day, Yuanyuan was sitting outside Chen Guhong's room with a small stool, holding her chin in a daze.

With a creak, the door was opened.

"Young Master." Yuanyuan jumped up in surprise and looked at Chen Guhong. She saw Chen Guhong dressed neatly, with a white Confucian shirt and a raw scarf hanging down her waist. Although the person was cut, he was very energetic.

"It's okay." Chen Guhong smiled and touched Yuanyuan's little head. For three days, he saw what Yuanyuan did and felt warm in his heart.

"Is it really okay?" Yuanyuan grabbed Chen Guhong's sleeve and said uncertainly.

"It's really okay. The deceased has passed away, so what's the use of sorrow? Let's look ahead." Chen Guhong smiled. Although there was still some sadness, he returned to his usual free and easy life.

"Hehe!" Yuanyuan looked carefully, believed it, and smiled happily.

In the next few days, Chen Guhong continued to practice swords and temper his body with his heroic spirit. The sword technique is flat in the water, the Kunwu sword is flat in the water, and the heroic spirit is flat in the water.

Chen Guhong lost his sorrow, but his gratitude became stronger.

"Dull is the romance of swordsmen. I will not kill people for you. But please allow me to do something for you. Brother Shui, you also want to become an immortal. I will definitely become an immortal, fulfill your wishes, and see what kind of world this immortal world is for you."

With deep gratitude, Chen Guhong became more and more determined to his ambitions.

After a few days like this, Chen Guhong studied and practiced swords at home. A yamen runner came to the door and said that the county magistrate was looking for him. Chen Guhong sorted out his clothes a little, followed the yamen runner to the county yamen and entered the back yamen.

In the back of the yamen, Chen Yuan stood long and wore casual clothes, and his temperament was already elegant and elegant. However, there was a happier look between his eyebrows and eyes, and his face was full of redness.

Mrs. Teng was not seen beside Chen Yuan.

"Is the teacher happy?" Chen Guhong's heart moved and asked with a smile.

"Gaosheng." Chen Yuanxi said, then laughed and said, "As a teacher, I was promoted to the prefect of Guangyang by the court."

It is naturally a joy to get promoted and wealth. As for Guangyang, Chen Guhong heard that it seemed to be a very wealthy mansion, and his teacher often lamented that his political future was not great. Now when he encountered this incident, Chen Guhong was also happy and bowed deeply: "Congratulations to the teacher."

"Hahaha!"

Chen Yuan laughed, then looked at Chen Guhong seriously and said, "I am promoted to the teacher, and it depends on you next. The county exam is approaching, and you will also pass the imperial examination early, then pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi. I hope you will be the same as you and the minister."

"Yes." Chen Guhong responded respectfully.

At this time, Mrs. Teng walked out slowly, graceful. She first bowed to Chen Guhong, and then said to Chen Yuan: "The master is ready."

Chen Guhong returned the gift and said in surprise when he heard this: "Teacher, are you leaving today?"

"The court urged me to leave today." Chen Yuan nodded, then looked at Chen Guhong with emotion and said, "It's a pity that you can't preside over the county examination. Become your official teacher to Guhong."

"In Gu Hong's heart, the teacher is always the teacher." Chen Gu Hong said hurriedly.

"Haha." Chen Yuan was very pleased.

Because the court was urging him, Chen Yuan set off soon after. Chen Guhong stood up to see him off, and it was the delivery pavilion in the north of the city. Chen Guhong and Chen Yuan drank a pot of wine, took care of each and said goodbye, and then said goodbye.

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