The night of Jianshan is no different from other places, but it is different tonight.
Because Li Fuyao is here.
Wu Shanhe met his younger martial brother, which spread all over Jianshan.
For the Jianshan disciples, although Wu Shanhe is the leader of Jianshan, in the eyes of the disciples, the position of the leader of Jianshan is not as good as that of Li Fuyao.
In fact, in many people's eyes, Wu Shanhe has become the leader of Jianshan. In fact, in addition to his excellent performance, Wu Shanhe also has something to do with his identity, even with his grandfather Shengjing. However, it is because of this that he is less in the eyes of his disciples. What Li Fuyao has done over the years is totally independent of his elders and has no special identity. He only relies on himself Although many swordsmen are shameless because of Qinghuai's affairs, many of them respect and admire him.
In the night, there are countless lights on Jianshan. The most bright one is in front of the sword immortal hall. Many people are there waiting for Li Fuyao to come out. Many people have heard his name but haven't seen him. Many people want to see him, so many people are waiting for him.
This scene is not common on the mountain.
Wu Shanhe was standing in a corner of Jianxian hall. Looking at the scene, he didn't know what he was thinking. Beside him was yanle. After returning from Wushan mountain, he became one of the few friends of wushanhe on the mountain.
Although yanle's prestige on the mountain is not as high as those of the senior generation, it is not low.
Looking at the scene at the moment, yanle sighed: "this is the heart."
The word "human heart" can't be explained or understood.
Wu Shanhe did not want to say anything, but hesitated for a moment, or said: "he is my younger brother, he has no idea, the people in his side, there is no use."
Yanle held down the hilt on his waist and let go. Then he slowly said, "I heard a story that one year in the secular world, the monarch of a small country was very young, and the whole country was in some turmoil. Especially, the monarch was too small, which made many people have some ideas. One of the generals was very loyal and had no rebellious mind at all, but his ministry had no idea of rebellion I don't think so, so one day, when he was leading the army, his subordinates put on a dragon robe on his body
"After that, he naturally sat on the Dragon chair."
Yanle looked at the sword immortal hall, and his face was very strange, "so people's hearts are still useful."
"Besides, you had other ideas about him."
Yan le was talking about Wushan before and in Wushan. No matter whether it was intentional or not, wushanhe made a bad decision. Yanle, as an experienced person, is naturally clear.
But he wanted to go to Wushan to gamble. After all, he was Bai Weng's disciple before. If he didn't gamble, he would not be able to gain a foothold on Jianshan mountain, but Li Fuyao was different. He was Wu Shanhe's younger brother, so he would not have committed such a risk.
"I don't think he'll make a gap with me." Wu Shanhe looked at the light at night and said, "he doesn't have so many ideas."
Yanle said: "there are many gaps between you. Before in Jianshan, what the old man did, then in Wushan, even if there were none of these, what happened before."
"Don't you feel sad that Xu Zhangjiao gave you Jianshan instead of him?"
Words kill the heart.
However, yanle's mood is still quite insipid, not too excited.
Wushanhe's moon white sword shirt is full of starlight, which makes people feel comfortable. However, the master of Jianshan didn't stay under the starlight for a long time.
When Yan Le asked the last question, he left here.
Yan Le's words can't sow dissension, so Wu Shanhe doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. It's just that his words are too straightforward and can hurt people's hearts.
Of course, these words are more like a sword, stabbing someone in the chest.
Yanle watched Wu Shanhe leave without saying a word. Then he went to the sword immortal hall and opened the gate to reveal the empty hall.
"He's not here."
He turned his head and said to the disciples waiting here.
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Li Fuyao is not here. At the moment, he is walking on another mountain road with a lantern. There are stars in the sky shining on the bluestones. It is not difficult to see things. It is even more so for friars like Li Fuyao in the morning and evening, but he still carries a lantern.
It's just to carry the lantern.
Many years ago, when he climbed the mountain for the first time, but failed to enter the mountain, his ancestor Xu Ji gave him a lantern at the side of the sword immortal hall. When he left Jianshan with the lantern, he was actually extremely aggrieved, but at that time, he constantly comforted himself.
Later, his realm became higher and higher, and he encountered more and more dangerous things. Many times he felt that he couldn't make it, so he thought about the lantern and that night.
Now, it is natural to feel a lot of emotion when we revisit the old land with lanterns.He knew that the disciples were waiting for him, but he didn't want to see them. Now he just wanted to see the new younger brother of master Chen Sheng.
That's why it's happening today.
On the other side of the bamboo tower, because of his special identity, Zhao Dabao had been assigned a new bamboo building on the mountain. The bamboo building has a beautiful scenery near the mountain stream, which is the best place to live except for a few swordsmen climbing the stairs.
Zhao Dabao, who was originally assigned to such a place, didn't think it was very good. However, after asking his master Chen Sheng, Chen Sheng said something similar to what he said these days.
At that time, Zhao Dabao asked Chen Sheng solemnly. Master, you said that fists were reasonable, but your fists were not big.
Chen Sheng is a swordsman in the spring and Autumn period. His realm is very high. But on the mountain, he is not as good as Zhou Qingxu Li. Chen Sheng didn't talk to him at that time. He just slapped Zhao Dabao on the head, pointed to his face, and said almost rogue: "master, I don't have a big fist, but master, I'm of high seniority. Who dares to talk more in front of me A word? "
Chen Sheng's realm in the mountains may only rank in the top four, but also must be that four.
But his seniority is solid. The martial uncle of Jianshan master is Chen zhanglv, who is in charge of Shanlv. This is not comparable to ordinary people.
Anyway, in the end Zhao Dabao stayed.
But Chen Sheng didn't come here often, and Zhao Dabao didn't often live here, because after Meng Jin went up the mountain, he often went to Meng Jin's residence to learn sword.
With the help of Meng Jin, a great swordsman, Zhao Dabao's state of mind has improved rapidly. Among the younger generation, Zhao Dabao is the first.
Soon the fame grew.
Li Fuyao walked slowly all the way to the bamboo building. He just watched the lights flicker in the bamboo building. When he stood outside the window, he could see the scene inside.
In the bamboo house, only a young man sat on the ground, looking at the scroll of sword Sutra in front of him, racking his brains and frowning.
If there is no accident, this is Zhao Dabao.
Li Fuyao thought of the old Jianxiu he met in xiaoyuancheng before. He was in a hurry to leave. He didn't care about the life and death of the old Jian Xiu. Now, it's wrong. It's just reasonable to say that the sages should not do anything about such a level, which is not too high.
Li Fuyao stood outside the window for about half a quarter of an hour without blocking the air. However, it seemed that all Zhao Dabao's spirits were in the sword Sutra. He did not notice the arrival of the elder martial brother.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Fuyao went back to the river. Somehow, he remembered the letter that ye Shengge had sent her.
But before the thoughts spread, a figure appeared in the distance.
A slovenly middle-aged man came out of the mountain forest. He had a bottle gourd on his waist, but he didn't smell of wine. He had not shaved his beard for a long time.
Such a person, no matter where he is, will not be noticed.
But after seeing him, Li Fuyao saluted him seriously.
Because this person is not others, but his master Chen Sheng.
Looking at the lantern in his hand, Chen Sheng said casually, "it's not good to think about the past all the time. People should always look forward to the front, maybe they will see the hope."
With this sentence, Chen Sheng said to himself: "this bullshit is really sour."
Li Fuyao smiles and understands his master's temperament.
"Zhao Dabao, master doesn't care?"
Chen Sheng looked at the night, slowly said: "he has someone to watch, the wheel can not come to me, even if I want to tube, now also have no way."
Li Fuyao frowned and said, "is it possible that Shizu will come back with something else?"
In the face of others, Li Fuyao may want to hide, but in the face of Chen Sheng, he can be frank, even if Meng Jin is Chen Sheng's ancestor.
Listening to this, Chen Sheng's mouth cocked up, "I miss him so old, because I can only think about how to become a sword immortal. I'm afraid other ideas will not come out."
The stars are in the sky, but the stars are on the ground.
As people get older, they ask for less.
"I don't think he just wants to be a sword immortal. If so, why didn't he come out at the beginning? It would certainly help him if Chao Jian Xian was there at that time."
Li Fuyao said, looking at Chen Sheng.
Chen Sheng ignored Li Fuyao's words. Even if Li Fuyao had no respect for Meng Jin at this time, Chen Sheng didn't care.
He thought about it and then said, "what else is he doing for?"
The swordsmen on the mountain didn't think much about the old master's return to the mountain, but Chen Sheng, Li Fuyao, or Wu Shanhe knew that the matter was not easy.
"Zhou Qing and Xu Li are not on the mountain now. Maybe we will have a result in a few days."
Chen Sheng looks at Li Fuyao and starlight."And Mr. Chao?"
"He went to some good place."
"Well?"
"He went to Lingshan."
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