Great Sui Guoshi

Changan.

In the Yuwen mansion, Qu Yuanfeng, who had been in a coma for a month, was boxing in the yard, practicing martial arts diligently, with a faint sound of breaking wind with his punches and kicks, and the nearby potted plants were shaking slightly.

In the gazebo not far away, Yu Wentuo sat on a stone bench and watched his younger brother Xiuwu. A servant from the front yard whispered beside him:

"The Duke of Yue is here."

Soon, he came to the front yard and met Yang Su, the Duke of Yue, in the hall. After sitting down, the latter beckoned, and the two came in with a long plate covered with yellow silk, revealing a sword Outline.

"I know you're angry. If you didn't make a move that day, you were afraid of not being strong enough. Fellow Daoist Lu and I are considered good friends. It was heartbreaking to be surrounded that day and forced to abolish our cultivation. I wish I could avenge him for this hatred."

Yang Su put down the teacup, got up and went over, and quickly lifted the yellow silk on the long plate, revealing a golden broad sword, the sword surface was densely carved with engravings, making it difficult to look directly at.

"This sword was obtained from the Yellow River when I opened up Chang'an and built a great prosperity for His Majesty. After checking the ancient books and historical materials, it became known as Xuanyuan."

Yu Wentuo, who sat in the first place on the chair, stared straight at the long sword in the long plate, and slightly turned his eyes to Yang Su who was beside the sword, and opened his mouth slightly.

"Since this thing is extraordinary, why doesn't Duke Yue use it himself?"

"Haha, I'm suspicious." Yang Su laughed loudly, but looked at Xuanyuanjian, then suppressed his smile and let down his breath.

"This old man doesn't want to possess this artifact, hehe... Which one will end well if a mortal body usurps an artifact, but you are different, you are the reincarnation of an artifact, if you get Xuanyuan's help again, the two divine powers will be compatible, and there will be no one in the world It's your opponent."

"Of course, the old man won't give you the artifact for nothing. Firstly, it will make the teacher feel old with me. Secondly, it will protect me from Da Sui Yongnian, and I will be invincible! Three are the Turkic priest who almost killed your brother, and the one who forced you Those cultivating sects whose master has abolished their cultivation are just used to test the power of this sword!"

As he spoke, he shook his robe sleeves, stretched out to hold up the sword with both hands, walked to Yu Wentuo and threw it in front of Yu Wentuo.

"Take it!"

On the big chair, Yu Wentuo looked at the thrown sword, and instinctively stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt. The moment he touched it, golden light shone, spread along the back of his hand to his arm, and sank into his body in the blink of an eye.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Yang Su didn't expect this to happen suddenly. As soon as he spoke, he heard Yu Wentuo close his eyes, screaming in pain, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—" holding the sword hilt, and slammed it down.

The sword body sank into the floor, and a blast of air pushed the old man away. The porcelain vases on the tables and chairs in the hall shattered, and even the two puppets who came in to present the divine sword flew out of the hall, and fell to the ground instantly scattered into several pieces corpse.

boom--

There was a huge shock, and the golden light burst out through the window lattice, fell to the ground and rolled out several times, Yang Su wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, half of the front yard buildings collapsed amidst the rumbling sound, and the eaves pillars broke and fell, Tiles were scattered all over the place.

The courtyard guards and servants who heard the movement rushed over, and Qu Yuanfeng, who was practicing martial arts in the backyard, also rushed here.

"Brother!"

When he ran to the ruined wall and yelled, in the billowing smoke, the golden light shone brightly, revealing the outline of a half-kneeling figure leaning on a sword.

"Brother!"

Qu Yuanfeng yelled again, in the golden light over there, the half-kneeling figure slowly opened his eyes, his brown and blue pupils rolled in the whites of his eyes, he stood up leaning on the Xuanyuan sword, his loose hair fluttered in the wind.

"The memory came back... I finally know why I have to be reincarnated... The heaven and earth are in a catastrophe..."

Yu Wentuo raised his head, his eyes were indifferent and cold, he glanced at his junior brother, and then at Yang Su who was lying on his side in the courtyard.

"How many Turkic people are there, is it enough for [-]?!"

"Enough!" Yang Su didn't hear what he said before, but thought that what he said had moved the other party, a smile appeared on the corner of his blood-stained mouth, and he nodded heavily.

"There are a lot of them on the grassland. After the victory, the old man will recommend you as the Grand Master of the Eastern Palace!"

Yu Wentuo looked down at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, stepped forward with one step, and disappeared into the sky in an instant at the gate of the courtyard.

"Brother!"

Qu Yuanfeng, who was chasing after him, has no mana now, and ran outside the door, where is Yu Wentuo's figure, what should I do? !what to do? !

"correct!"

He remembered that when he left Qixia Mountain, the master gave each of them a magic weapon for communication. Although it can only be used once, he can't care about that much now.

Pushing away the guards and servants blocking the way, he ran back to the backyard and found the paper crane, which still had mana on it, and he wondered if he could fly to Qixia Mountain.

"Crane Crane, you must bring the news back to Master!"

Qu Yuanfeng said a few words, spread out his palms, and watched the paper crane flutter its wings, and flew to the sky, flying south, across the row upon row of bustling cities below, across the mountains, rivers and rivers, the clear sky gradually became cloudy.

At this time, there was an autumn rain in the south, and the hot weather began to cool down.

At the foot of Qixia Mountain, where the mountains stretch and meander, the drizzle falls to the mountain village, and the small fenced courtyard is shrouded in this water vapor. The open window lattice on the opposite side and the oil lamp flicker. The wet ink is hung on the wall.

Listening to the ups and downs of the master's snoring while lying on the bed, and the patter of rain falling in the courtyard outside, drink a sip of hot tea and enjoy this piece of leisure.

Chapter 365

Tap... Tap...

despair.....

With the sound of raindrops falling, in the small courtyard in the rain, Lu Laoshi sat under the eaves and polished his hoe. On the attic, the pig just came back and lifted up some small pants, showing half of his buttocks. He followed the Taoist to the room and looked back at Lu. Xiaoxian was not there, kicked out the hen who wanted to follow into the house, and quietly closed the door.

Outside, the drizzle slid across the eaves and weaved a curtain of water in a "tick-tick" manner. The water tank standing by the well made ripples in circles.

On the opposite side of the open window, Taoist Toad felt the coolness of the water vapor, wrapped himself in the sheets, turned over, lay on the couch with his buttocks pouted, yawned sleepily, smacked his lips, and continued to snore.

Lu Liangsheng sat at the table, holding the scroll and carefully savoring the contents annotated by his mentor in the past, and occasionally reached out to take a sip of the hot tea next to him.

Without cultivation, to become a national teacher, one can only rely on erudition. Whether it is spell books on cultivation, moral articles on learning, or learning on things that benefit the country and the people, there are all in the house. To use it, you can only rely on your head and a mouth.

wow~

Turning over a page with his fingertips, Lu Liangsheng looked at the vertical writing on it, and when he heard the sound of the bed being turned, he turned his face slightly.

"Master, are you awake?"

"Wow!"

Taoist Hama sat up and stretched, rubbed his eyes, and hung his flippers out of the couch, with a somewhat confused look on his face, he replied casually: "Yes."

Sitting there continued to be in a daze, looking at the back of flipping through the books, it took a while to come back to his senses.

"Liangsheng, as a teacher, I decided to go to the grotto for retreat to repair the injury as soon as possible."

"In such a hurry?"

"It's not in a hurry, it's been here for a few years!!"

Hearing the master's eager tone, Lu Liangsheng put down the book, sat on the stool and turned around, seeing that the master's expression was not fake, he frowned slightly.

"Master is worried that those big sects will come to make trouble?"

Over there, Taoist Toad nodded, stood up on the edge of the bed, and took two steps slowly with his frog webbed on his back.

"Of course, what the old Taoist priest of Chengyunmen said that day was only temporary, and he will definitely come again in the future. By the way, Liangsheng promised that emperor to become the national teacher, and he also planned for this matter, right?"

Seeing that the master pointed it out, Lu Liangsheng knew that he couldn't hide it, so he nodded and sat back at the table to look at the intertwined rain curtain outside the window, the water tank in the courtyard, and the old tree.

"Liang Sheng just wanted to use the dynasty to reject them. After all, what happened back then, Master did a little too much."

On the bed, Taoist Toad stepped on the quilt and walked back and forth. Hearing the disciple's words, he picked up his flippers, widened the toad's eyes, and flashed fierceness. Thinking that the disciple was opposite him, he turned his face away again and snorted.

"Back then, I had just transformed into a form as a teacher, and I was still at the age of rushing. When I saw your teacher's wife being killed, I was furious. At that time, I was so angry that I called the wind and rain. It was lightning and thunder, and the purple air came from the east... Then, Revenge."

Footsteps sounded outside the door, Hong Lian walked under the eaves carrying two bowls of hot soup, heard the conversation between the master and apprentice in the room, and came in to put the soup on the table.

"Young Master, Master Toad, what are you talking about so vigorously?"

"The old man is blowing... when recalling the peak of the past!"

Taoist Toad patted his stomach, indicating that there is still a demon pill in his belly: "The old man decided to concentrate on recovering from his injuries and return to the peak..."

As he spoke, he probed and took a deep breath.

"...What kind of soup, it's so fragrant."

He just climbed onto the table, let the little ghost hand him a spoon with his flippers, scooped up a spoon, blew on the hot air, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes.

"It is boiled with ebony plums, and there are red date powder and wolfberry in it..." Hong Lian rubbed his fingers, and said what was added in it one by one: "After boiling, when it was warm, I added a small spoonful of it. Rice wine, I learned it from my aunt, how is it good?"

Lu Liangsheng took a sip, it was sweet and sour, and after the aftertaste, there was still a little bit of rice wine that was not destroyed. In the corner of his eyes, under the eaves on the other side, the tree demon was pulling his mother as if asking for advice, and then looked down. The bowl in his hand suddenly felt a little big.

Quickly changed the topic, and said: "Master just said that he wants to retreat, because of the grievances and grievances in the past, he was afraid of calling the door."

After returning, Lu Liangsheng found a time to tell Hong Lian and Mu Qiyou the whole story of his loss of cultivation base. As for Taoist, he already knew it from Zhu Gangli.

At that time, he clamored to bring Qiu back to Lu Liangsheng, but when he heard the word Chengyunmen, he immediately shut up, thinking that all he had learned was related to Chengyunmen.

In the room, Nie Honglian knew that once those big sects were found, it would indeed be a difficult task. With her current skills, it is not bad to be able to recover her physical body. I don't know what year and month it has been since I recovered my body.

Pursing his lips, he muttered something.

"That will let them find..."

Over there, Lu Liangsheng smiled, took another sip of the miscellaneous plum soup, turned the pages of the book, and said, "How do you know, when you get off the mountain, you will meet them before you enter the city."

However, at this point, the scholar's smile froze. Looking at the content on the paper, he couldn't read it anyway, and his mind buzzed.

When thinking of Lishan, what my mother said echoed in my mind.

'Disasters and double habitats, this journey encounters difficulties, and only by remembering the original intention, can there be gains. For a good life, the mountains and seas are boundless. Don't let the predecessors plant trees and reincarnate cause and effect. '

Lishan's old mother can know the future... Lu Liangsheng had guessed before, but now he chewed the words she said repeatedly, and slowly tasted something different.

Misfortune with double dwelling... refers to the fact that misfortune resides on me and Master, isn't it a double dweller?

...On the way back to Chang'an, when I met Chengyun sects, it was a difficult road. I still remember the original intention to get something. My mother has seen all the choices I haven't made yet...

'The mountains and seas behind it are boundless... What does it mean to let the predecessors plant trees and reincarnation of cause and effect? '

How to use the boundless mountains and seas? !

.....

On the side, Hong Lian was still talking, but Lu Liangsheng didn't listen at all. He turned around and took out a wide and long book from under the pile of books, and put it in front of him, and pulled out the long pages to stare at the landscape above.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Hong Lian approached and looked at the painting that the scholar was staring at intently. Except for the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers and the wandering white clouds, it was no different from the past.

"There is no change above?"

"There is no change...."

Lu Liangsheng looked at it for a while, but a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Soon, in the sight of Taoist Ha, who was sitting on the table holding a bowl and drinking soup, the scholar went to the bookshelf, took out the easel that had not been used for a long time, and set it up in the room. .

Seeing the young master who was about to start painting again, Nie Honglian chuckled and floated over to help grind the ink.

"Young master, what are you going to draw?"

"Mountain and Sea..."

Lu Liangsheng spread out a blank scroll, took out the cover of the pen, dipped the ink off the white paper, and slowly sketched.

Even if he doesn't have mana now, he doesn't have any impression of his own painting.

The tip of the pen drags the ink to swim, and the blue ink is drawn like smoke, the water waves are rolling, and in the green smoke, the cliffs and cliffs are drawn, the rivers are surging, and the rocks are beaten, there are tortoise shells lying on it, the limbs are dark red, and the long neck The head of the bird is singing.

According to memory, after the tip of the pen fell off the armor, a long snake coiled on the tortoise shell, as if resonating with birds and beasts.

"Is this a tortoise?" Nie Honglian stared at the strange-looking thing suspiciously. Being stared at by it always felt uncomfortable.

Lu Liangsheng smiled, and based on the name recorded in the book in his memory, he wrote the word "Xuan Gui" in the corner of the painting.

Subconsciously, he wanted to hold the bowl and spray off a mouthful of water mist, only to realize that he had lost his mana and could not perform illusions.

Looking at the black turtle drawn on it, still motionless, for a while, Lu Liangsheng put away his pen in discouragement and put it on the desk.

"It seems that I think too much."

"Of course you are thinking too much. If you can restore your cultivation casually, those cultivators will let you and my master and apprentice leave so easily!"

Taoist Toad muttered something, picked up the bowl, and gulped down the last bit of soup.

Ton!

Ton!

Ton!

hiccup-

Comfortably hiccupped, then waved her frog webbing happily, jumped off the table, fell, got up indifferently, got under the bed, and after a while, dragged out a big burden and straddled her body.

"Let's go, send the teacher up the mountain to retreat!"