Chapter 99

The middle-aged literati carried it with one hand, stretched out his hand a little, and hovered on the side of Lao Jiao with several sword lights between heaven and earth. At that time, he joined hands with his younger martial brother and younger martial brother. He was even horizontal, and a game of chess in the world was all in their hands. If the literati used the sword to kill Jiaolong, they should also use the strongest sword. As for whether they want to or not, don't I have enough face?

Of course, Ling Yun can't see the secret of the middle-aged literati borrowing swords. He should be the middle-aged literati in front of him, and he is also a real swordsman. Scholars use swords. The only immortal in the world is Taibai, who is not the sword immortal.

Swordsmanship has become your skill. The dragon will kill the dragon!

Four sword lights.

A sword fell on the head of the old dragon. The dragon's body was tough and sparked with scales!

A sword fell on seven inches, dragon blood splashed, low Linye river!

A sword fell on the Linye River, stirring up big waves!

At the end of the sword, the body and the beast separate, and the blood of the Dragon spreads all over the Tibetan dragon gorge. The middle-aged literati, with their hands on their shoulders, use the sword to cut the dragon. The four pieces end with light clouds and light wind.

"What a romantic master you are Ling Yun gives a thumbs up to the middle-aged literati. The middle-aged literati glances at Ling Yun. Ling Yun turns his head and doesn't look at the calm and indifferent eyes of the middle-aged literati.

The middle-aged literati showed his figure. Naturally, some people would pay more attention to Ling Yun. However, the middle-aged literati deliberately kept away from Ling Yun, but they didn't want to know each other. Ling Yun didn't show much enthusiasm. Some Taoists in Qingyi were walking on the ground. It's a pity to see the river full of dragon blood!

He was in opposition to the middle-aged literati, who looked at him indifferently, "what's the matter?"

"You don't talk like your younger martial brother at all."

"Then you'll find him." The middle-aged scholar said indifferently. He turned around and looked at the onlookers. With a wave of his big sleeve, if he pulled down the sky and closed his mind.

Green clothes is Ling Yun, but I don't know why he and the middle-aged literati also know each other. The old Jiao is very powerful, but it's hard for people to see. The four sword lights are ordinary and can be waved as casually as killing a chicken and cutting a fish.

Green clothes pour is to wear Ling cloud's shoulder, smile to say: "Yo, long time no see."

Lingyun bow hand salute, middle-aged literati indifferent said: "something to say."

Taoist priest in Tsing Yi is not here to fight against the injustice of Lao Jiao. His identity is not as good as that of an old Jiao. It would be more interesting if this little fellow around him. However, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the purpose is not Ling Yun. Of course, it's not a middle-aged scholar. It's just that he just heard that someone borrowed a sword. The two martial brothers are the strongest in the world, So come and have a look.

"It's OK. It's not boring. I'll have a chat with you." The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi patted Ling Yun on the shoulder. His words were to Ling Yun, but they pointed to the middle-aged literati.

The middle-aged scholar snorted, "if nothing happens, I'll go first."

Green clothes is to wave a hand, "go to."

It was like driving away flies. He took Ling Yun's shoulder and said, "where are you going? Zhenbei city is still forgetting Youzhou. I think it's better to forget Youzhou first. People of practice are most taboo about hanging things in their hearts, and they are easy to have demons. "

The middle-aged literati looked at Ling Yun indifferently and said, "compared with the world, which one is more important?"

Ling Yun smiles and says, "I have my own decision." It's up to him to decide whether to go to Fuyao and forget Youzhou, or to Fuyao and beiliangzhou, and then to Zhenbei city. It's his own business. There are two immortals in front of him, and they can't control his will.

Ling Yun was neither humble nor overbearing, and even had some tit for tat. The middle-aged literati looked up at Ling Yun, but the Taoist priest in Qingyi was more calm.

Ling Yun left and went back to his cabin. The middle-aged scholar said, "I'm not good at fighting. If you want to fight, you can go to my younger martial brothers."

"It's said that they came to talk about the past..." Qingyi yawned.

The middle-aged scholar gave a cold look at the Taoist priest in Qingyi. His figure was lax and disappeared in the same place. There was a young man in the past. He had six worlds in his heart, but he wanted to see them very much. But he was trapped in one place all his life. Later, he died. I don't know if he really saw the whole picture of Kyushu after his death.

"Ling Yun, you can walk more when you have time," the middle-aged literati said. "I don't care where you want to go first, but you can't always pretend to be yourself in the eyes of scholars."

In the eyes of a scholar, he can't always pretend to be himself.

Ling Yun chews this sentence carefully. The simple truth is simple, and it's hard to do it. The old people who have lived for most of their lives on the street corner can also tell some big truth. The ears of the young people who listen to it are going to be cocooned, but there are always few people to do it. Everyone can tell the big truth, everyone seldom does it, everyone knows the small truth, and everyone does less.

Ling Yun nods gently and forgets Youzhou. Naturally, he wants to go, but he decides when and how to go. Now that he's in Fuyao, he might as well go to Taiyan holy land first. Maybe gaopan saves Chen Xi, and then he can see Xiao Xi'er there. If Chen Xi really doesn't go, Ling Yun has to go to forget Youzhou first. He always knows about people and things, Finally, he went to Zhenbei city. Gaopan said that he would go to Zhenbei city. He wanted to go to gaopan to reason with him. He couldn't fight him for the time being. If he could fight him later, he would fight him again. It's not too late for a gentleman to get revenge. Ling Yun can afford to wait ten years.

A lot of things need to be done one by one. "Are you in a hurry..." Ling Yun sighed. How can he be in a hurry now? He wants power, has no power, has no power, and can't fight. That is to say, he can't play with some tricks.

Mrs. peach blossom asked Ling Yun to come over for the second time. Ling Yun refused because she was tired. Ling Yun leaned on the bed and looked indifferent. Sometimes she drank a mouthful of wine, sometimes she touched her sword. Finally, she went to sleep with sugar gourd in one hand and wine gourd in the other.

Peach blossom boat is better than Peach Blossom Island. There are many discussions about the middle-aged literati who cut the dragon with four swords. The farther north they go, the more swordsmen and swordsmen there are. They are also wondering what kind of people they are.

There are rules on the Linye river. The water god in the river is also granted by the Confucian temple. It doesn't belong to any dynasty. It's just that there is a water God sitting in the water area of each dynasty. Of course, there are rules. It's natural to fly across the Linye River and sit on the peach blossom island for no reason. The premise is very simple. You have that strength, Otherwise, the water god in Linye river will not be upset, and the zanglong gorge will not like it, let alone the people behind Taohua island will like the uninvited guests.

There are only four swords chopping the dragon, which can be recalled. They come and go in a hurry. That's where the friars are. But where is such a person not famous in the world, and who is unknown in the world? At least among those who discussed the status of middle-aged literati, there were several sword fairies and sword gods in nine realms and ten realms in many schools. However, they could not come to any conclusion after thinking about it, asking questions and discussing in the discussion area. However, Zhishen ascended, shishijing friars and four swords were beheaded. At least they were the top of the fourteen realms, the sword fairies and sword gods of ten people in Kyushu, None of them can match.

The only one who can know the answer is the young man who used to be on the top of the island. But when the young man returned to the cabin, he stopped talking. A Wujing Wufu, who is the best in Wujing, is not so bad. It's necessary to wander in the Jianghu. He's also a genius who can see the past. If such a man has nothing to do with the middle-aged scholar, It's unreasonable, and I dare not ask tough questions.

They secretly inquired and invited people. Anyway, if they could get involved with the middle-aged scholar, it would be very good. It's always convenient to pull tiger skin to do flag and business. Only if it's true and false, can it be profitable.

Ling Yun guessed these people's minds thoroughly, so he couldn't stay behind closed doors, which naturally reduced more trouble. In this world, some people like you, and they must be envious of you. Those who like you may not like you much, but those who are envious of you must be very envious. The old and the small are all like this, and the atmosphere is like this.

Ten days later, Ling Yun left Taohua island in disguise and left alone. This time, he became a haggard young man with yellow complexion, thin flesh, rickets and a sickly look. The ferry between linyezhou and songyedu is called Lingcheng, which is a very prosperous port city. Among them, there are three major merchants and seven rich families, It's not the rich merchant families of Zhao and Song dynasties that can be compared. There are monks and powerful worshippers in each family. If thieves want to beat them, they have to weigh their own weight.

From Lingcheng to Taiyan holy land, it takes seven stops to fly a boat and at least half a year to drive a carriage. Now that Ling Yun has gone on a long journey, he doesn't have to worry. Whether it's really a long time to go to Zhenbei city or forget Youzhou first depends on the harvest in Fuyao Prefecture. Anyway, no matter it's Zhenbei city or forget Youzhou, after a trip, he will go to Zhongtu Shenzhou, Take a look at Jixia Academy, the best place to study in the world.

Ling Yun found a small shop on the street to have a meal, and asked about the news about Ling Cheng by the way, "Alas, little two, have you had any busy things recently?"

"Yes, there are many..."

Sophomore said a lot, for example, one of the three major businesses, Lin's son threw a lot of money for a woman, but he threw hundreds of gold elites; For example, the sword repair contest, for example, the martial arts contest, "but after all, these things happen from time to time. The most interesting thing is that Miss Ding's family wants to marry a beggar who is tired of life and death. This matter has caused a storm all over the city, and there are different opinions."

What happens frequently is normal, and naturally there is nothing to care about. The Ding family is one of the three major businesses. This family of business officials should be famous throughout Linzhou. It must be unusual for a beggar to look for life and death.

Lingcheng is an excellent port with the most routes from south to north. It's really a good choice to buy real estate and develop its own power here. Linglong mountain is not very strong, but it can't compete with Lingyun only by virtue of its existing strength.

If things here can be settled, he can let Fang Chao out of the city. Fang Chao has great talents. Limited to Liangcheng, he naturally can't make the best use of his talents. Moreover, Fang Chao is not the kind of person who is willing to be in a corner. Even if there are more blessings in Liangcheng, he and Lingyun are more like each other at this point. It's better to fight for them instead of waiting for them.

Ling Yun ate a bowl of beef noodles, which was a rare luxury for such a long time. Then he went to Ling Cheng for a stroll. There are many versions of the stories about Miss Ding and a beggar. They are different in terms of amorous love, infatuated love and entanglement of cause and effect. Anyway, one thing is the same. Miss Ding and the beggar have seen each other several times, They are all quite coincidental. Once, Miss Ding went shopping, and beggars sold Miss Ding a jade pendant at a high price, asking for some money. Once, during the gathering of the heroes in Lingcheng, there was a poem fight. The beggars answered casually, but they helped Miss Ding out of trouble. Once, the little sister Ding was assassinated, and it happened that the jade pendant saved her life. Since then, the two met more, that is, only once or twice more than when they happened to meet. But over time, such a person would inevitably occupy a place in Miss Ding's heart, and finally became what they are now. In fact, it was only half a year since they met.

Put the story together, pick out the same place, you can probably guess the original appearance of the story.