Ganhe Mountains, small buildings.

The bamboo building was completely suspended after Li Fuyao left. It was originally the best place to live on the mountain. On weekdays, Li Fuyao lived in the foot of the mountain. After Li Fuyao went up the mountain, he let Li Fuyao stay for about a year. Because Li Fuyao was a guest at Xiaoyilou and had a close relationship with the foot of the foot of the foot of the foot, Chao Fengchen, no one raised any objections to this during those times.

Now that Li Fuyao has left, the bamboo building is hanging down again, some senior elders on the mountain think about moving here. Now Liu Ning and Ye Zhou are managing the affairs on the mountain. Chao Fengchen will not care too much about other big and small matters, so they can discuss it, but they are really unsure of the ownership of the bamboo building.

Chao Fengchen had no requirements for his residence, so he stayed in that quiet room on weekdays. Apart from occasionally visiting the Canon Sword Tower, it was almost difficult to see him elsewhere. Liu Ning and Ye Zhou thought about it carefully, but finally decided to report Chao Fengchen, and he decided to decide the ownership of the bamboo building.

After the report was reported, I only received two words of reply.

Leave it.

Chao Fengchen's words on Ganhe Mountain were not only the prestige established when he became the leader of the sect that day, but also the friendship accumulated from the sword scriptures later passed on. Since Chao Fengchen spoke, the competition for the bamboo building completely ended.

But occasionally someone passes by a bamboo house and feels that such a good place to live is empty, which is really a waste.

Early this morning, Chao Fengchen opened his eyes, walked out of the quiet room, looked at the frosted weeds in the distance, thinking that it was winter that was about to come.

People who practice cultivation go into seclusion are common. Sometimes, when you open your eyes and close your eyes, it will be a spring and autumn that will change in the world or change in the world.

Although Chao Fengchen spends most of his time sitting in a quiet room and meditating, it is not really a retreat, but because it is difficult to come out once, he actually has no idea about the passage of time.

After looking at this world for a few times, I thought about the day when Li Fuyao left, and then turned around and returned to the quiet room, but I felt a sword energy coming from far and near.

A sword shot in!

As soon as Chao Fengchen lifted his white robe, stood there, and looked quietly, the iron sword hanging in front of him stopped one foot and could no longer make any progress.

A haggard old man appeared, he reached out to hold the iron sword, quickly put the sword back on the sheath, and then asked incredible sense: "Chao Fengchen, have you come from Taiqing to Chaomu this year?"

It was the founder of the Beihai Sword Tomb who had planned the sword with Chao Fengchen at the time.

Nodded at Fengchen without saying too much.

The haggard old man was a little shocked and then muttered: "At that time, I thought you were the reincarnation of a swordsman, but after thinking about it, even if that is the case, you can enter the morning and evening in a short period of thirty or forty years. In your previous life, wouldn't you be a great swordsman who climbed the tower realm?"

In a year, from Taiqing to Chaomu, it was already an incredible speed of practice. If the old man withered knew that Chao Fengchen had really started practicing, it had only been four or five years, he would be afraid that he would sigh in secret that the heaven was unfair.

How could there be such a monster in the world?

Compared to outsiders' confusion, Chao Fengchen is actually very clear that he has walked towards Qingqiu, so when he walks, he can bypass all detours in the world and seek straightness in the wind. Chao Qingqiu has already proved that his road can lead to the sea, so it is not difficult to walk towards Fengchen at all.

However, Chao Fengchen was still considering whether to follow this road to the end. Although he might not be able to reach the sea, it would not be too difficult to cross the spring and autumn and climb the tower.

The withered old man suppressed his heart and asked, "I just walked through Ganhe Mountain and found that some of the people on the mountain have more or less embarked on this road, towards Fengchen. What do you want to do to turn Ganhe Mountain into the second sword mountain?"

"Even so, who is coming down from Jianshan, and who can come out of Ganheshan? You don't know the difference in your heart?"

When the old man founded the Beihai Sword Tomb more than a hundred years ago, he never thought that one day, this Jianghu Sect would become an immortal palace on the mountain. Even if he learned the sword by chance, he would pass on his identity as the leader. Then he practiced alone, and never thought that the situation would be like today in Ganhe Mountain.

He smiled at Fengchen, "There is no level of cultivation, but no level of swordsmanship."

"Since they want to practice swords, I will give them a chance. Even if they don't go far in the future and cannot reach the end, so what? The swordsman has withered for six thousand years. If you have the honor to live like this, maybe one day after hundreds of years, you can look up and see that no one uses a sword or a swordsman. Have you ever imagined such a situation?"

"What I thought about Fengchen was not that after hundreds of years, the swordsman was still standing on the other monks' heads. Instead, when I mentioned the romantic figures in the world, there must be so many casual figures who used swords, instead of someone who was looking through ancient books and searching for them, he could only find a sword fairy like Chao Qingqiu."

The withered old man frowned and said, "If the master of Guan wants to walk up Jianshan, how can he not walk on the Ganhe Mountain?"

Chao Fengchen smiled and said, "When you reach a certain level, go down the mountain. Why do you have to stay on Ganhe Mountain? Even if I can't stay on Ganhe Mountain for long, you have to leave. Go and find the second Ganhe Mountain and the third Ganhe Mountain..."

The withered old man sighed: "Chao Fengchen, you will not have a good end like this. With your situation, you may not be able to achieve another Canghai Sword Immortal. At that time, two Sword Immortals are more important than anything else!"

Chao Fengchen's expression was complicated, "There is a Chao Qingqiu at a high place, and maybe one or two other young people will be added in the future. If there is a Chao Fengchen at the foot of the mountain, maybe it is what I should be."

The withered old man stood with his hands behind his back, without saying anything.

He patted the old man on the shoulder at Fengchen and chuckled, "I always have to leave something behind when I walk around the world."

When you come to the world, you always have to leave something for the world. The withered old man savored the taste of this sentence.

After a moment.

The haggard old man glared and said, "Leave that bamboo building to me."

This sentence is no different from telling Chao Fengchen that he is willing to stay and do those things with Chao Fengchen.

But Chao Fengchen smiled and shook his head and refused, "That won't work."

The haggard old man frowned and said, "How can't it be done?"

Looking into Fengchen, thinking about the white fish turning into a bird that day, he still did not reveal the reason, but just said, "Let it go, it always makes sense."

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Li Fuyao waited patiently in Ningfu City for a month. When the storm was completely calmed and Chang Lin's injuries had almost healed, he proposed to leave the city. Wen Bailou had already left. After solving the knot in his heart, he left openly. Li Fuyao originally thought about seeing if he could let Wen Bailou go to Yanling to continue commanding troops. The Yanling emperor was originally a hero. If he knew Wen Bailou's ability, he would not have buried him.

However, since Wen Bailou did not intend to go to Yanling, he did not speak.

But in the end, Li Fuyao couldn't help but write two letters and sent them to Luoyang City. One letter was naturally for Emperor Yanling, mainly about Wen Bailou, as well as the young-faced woman who had arrived in Luoyang City before and Chen Bingjun he knew.

It seems a bit trivial.

The second letter was written to his father, but it was simple. It said that since Li Xiaoxue had already taught him by Mr. Changgu, she would go on anyway and not let Mr. Changgu make things difficult. Then she asked about her recent situation and said that she didn't need to reply. Finally, she asked if Ye Shengge was still in Luoyang City.

After finishing writing and sending the letter, Li Fuyao thought that the Taoist race would never be able to stay in Luoyang City, so he felt that he was wasting his pen and ink.

The next morning, Li Fuyao raised his sword box with his back, and only Yu Fu was following him. Chang Lin said he wanted to go back to his ancestral home.

When he came, he walked in the city cave. Yufu was almost taken advantage of. When he returned, he felt that the Ningfu City was gone, and even the gangsters had never seen it.

Yu Fu followed Li Fuyao, and the big black donkey walked in front of Li Fuyao.

Yu Fu whispered, "Is there anything else that you want to explain to you?"

Li Fuyao whispered: "It's gone, but you must take good care of yourself. After returning to Ganhe Mountain, you must practice swords well. After all, in this world, no matter how well others treat you, you are not as strong as yourself and protect yourself."

As Li Fuyao said this, he remembered something and turned his head and smiled, "When I visit Qingni in the future, remember to burn some paper money for me. If she is unhappy and asks you for dreams, I will be exempted from this in the future."

Yu Fu rarely said a good thing to Qingni, "That girl, there is no such a heartless girl."

Li Fuyao walked out of Ningfucheng and slowly walked on the official road. After thinking for a while, he said, "I actually really want to let her go. But there are some things and some choices that we have to do. If she doesn't have those ideas and practice swords steadily, there will be a hero who will travel with his sword in the future, which is a good story. If the luck is better and it comes into my ears, I might as well have to drink a few pots of wine."

After saying these words, Yu Fu's attention was entirely on Li Fuyao's drinking. She asked with a smile: "Why don't you drink on weekdays?"

It has been almost a year since I got along with Li Fuyao. On weekdays, Li Fuyao almost never drinks, unless he drinks some when it is important, and he doesn't drink much, such as drinking Wen Bailou and vomiting. This is the first time.

Don’t the swordsmen written in the book all carry wine with swords and are full of energy?

But when I arrived at Li Fuyao, it seemed that I had to sneak in drinking, and it was not good at all.

Yu Fu was puzzled and finally asked today.

Li Fu turned his head and looked at Yu Fu, and finally shook his head. If he told Yu Fu the reason, he would probably find it difficult to even speak out.

Seeing that I couldn't ask this, Yu Fu obediently changed the topic and said, "I have known Qingni for more than ten years, but I never knew what she wanted. Young Master, why can't I guess it if I say I am so smart?"

Li Fuyao stretched out his hand to pat Yu Fu's head, but he gave up. He said helplessly: "People's hearts are different, and it is really not easy to see through it."

Yu Fu stuck out her tongue, looking a little playful and cute.

Feng Lu, who had been walking in front, couldn't stand it anymore. He asked, "Brother Li, where are we going to leave the city?"

This was the first time Yu Fu heard Feng Lu talk, and she quickly widened her eyes and opened her mouth.

She hid behind Li Fuyao and asked uncertainly: "Young master, can he speak?"

Before, Yu Fu knew that Feng Lu was a very spiritual donkey, but he never expected that he would speak so scaryly.

In addition to the fact that Feng Lu did not speak in front of these people before, in addition to his really no interest in dealing with them, there is another very important reason. He ran to that hot spring almost every day. If someone knew that he could speak, what would that be?

Even with Li Fuyao's relationship, he would not be attacked by the crowd. He could go to the hot springs later, but he could not see those graceful women.

Li Fuyao kicked Feng Lu's butt with his feet, and then said, "Just go north."

Feng Lu turned his head and looked at Li Fuyao with some resentment. Behind Li Fuyao, he often came with a sword hanging from him.

Li Fuyao stopped and waited for the boy who was revengeful.

Chang Lin looked complicated. After seeing Li Fuyao, he walked a few steps faster, and finally stood with Yu Fu without saying a word.

Li Fuyao did not turn his head, but just instructed: "Don't forget what kind of person you want to be."

Chang Lin nodded and whispered: "I understand, uncle."

Compared with the previous uncles, this shout was actually particularly sincere.

Li Fuyao heard it, he smiled, but in the end he didn't turn his head, just waved his hand, kicked Feng Lu again, and each person and a donkey moved forward slowly.

Yufu stood there and didn't chase after him. He knew that chasing after him was the same as not chasing him, so he stopped doing these useless efforts.

Chang Lin whispered: "I just said that uncle will not like you."

This sentence is very plain and has no sarcastic meaning.

Yu Fu smiled and said, "I made the blue shirt that the young master wore, and he also wore a white robe. I hope that when I see the young master again, he can wear that white robe."

Chang Lin glanced at Yu Fu in confusion.

The latter said in the hometown dialect: "You are a melon baby, you don't even understand."

Fool?

A fool really doesn't know anything.

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To be continued...