i have a sword fairy

In the end, Zhao Rong still did not give Qian'er a satisfactory answer.

He promised to come back when he had the chance.

The little girl walked away sadly.

Take away that word.

Seeing that the sky was a little gloomy outside, Zhao Rong turned to get an umbrella for her, but when he turned around, the little girl was gone.

……

There was a thunderous sound, and the dark clouds overwhelmed the sky, as if something was brewing.

It seems that I can't go to Guozijian today.

Zhao Rong put down the brush and moved his wrist.

Looking at the "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" on the paper, he smiled, not bad, it seems that his calligraphy has not fallen much.

A maid just came to invite him to the old lady's birthday banquet at noon.He nodded in agreement.

In fact, I didn't want to go, because I was afraid it would be embarrassing to meet her.Of course, it's just embarrassing, she?Probably nothing.

He picked up the pen again, calmed down, and wrote another "Preface to the Holy Teaching", which was what he practiced when he was a beginner before.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of ability, but I underestimated you."

The voice of returning suddenly sounded.

"You can understand what I'm writing?" Zhao Rong put down his pen and asked in surprise.

"I mean that word."

It chuckled lightly: "The word you just made helped that little girl break through. And she probably also manifested a flying sword of destiny."

"Reading poetry can break through! Do you want such a good thing?" Zhao Rong was very excited.

Because he saw a possibility.With that said, isn't it...

"Hmph, don't daydream, people are stuck at the bottleneck of Fuyao Realm, and they only need an opportunity, and your poem just resonates with her emotions, and she feels the spirit of wandering between heaven and earth, so she is promoted to Haoran Realm"

It sneered: "This method is only useful for Haoran Realm. You may not even be able to reach Fuyao Realm, so don't be delusional."

Zhao Rong was accustomed to its poisonous tongue, and he was not annoyed. He asked curiously, "Haoran Realm? This is the first realm of cultivation? Why can this realm be promoted through poetry."

He added: "So don't all practitioners have to learn Confucianism and study?"

Gui Youyou said: "The Haoran Realm is the third realm of Sword Cultivation and Taoist Cultivation, and is named by the Confucian sage. Strictly speaking, Haoran Realm is the first step for a monk to change his life against the sky. , but to prepare for it."

"The mystery of this realm lies in a word of qi, a person's small world and... Forget it, you don't understand it. You only need to know the two words of awe, which are taken by the Confucian sage, and have a great meaning."

"The promotion of Fuyao Realm to Haoran Realm is to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body. Feeling Qi is a crucial step, and it is also a level that keeps countless seekers out. How complicated is the energy of heaven and earth, how to find a unique spiritual energy ?"

"Poetry and prose that can resonate emotionally can make people feel spiritual energy! And the magnificent and well-written poetry can even gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for people to practice. By the way, Confucianism generally calls the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as Haoran Qi. "

"Of course, Confucianism only provides an excellent method for cultivating this state. It can even be said that it is the best method I have ever seen. It is also the mainstream of the Xuanhuang Realm. Hehe, at least before I left."

It laughed at itself.

"However, the world of self-cultivation is so vast, there are so many capable people, and there are so many different ways of practicing Qi. The Haoran Realm doesn't necessarily have to follow the Confucian path, otherwise, how can you let other scholars and hundreds of schools deal with themselves?"

Zhao Rong heard it with relish.Although I don't fully understand it, I still have some doubts, but at least I know a general idea.

At the same time, I have a little more understanding of Gui - it is very likely that it was once a member of the Xuanhuang Realm, and later left this realm because of ascension or other means.

"You said that Qian'er may have manifested the flying sword of her life. What's going on? Where is that flying sword, why didn't I see it?"

"The Swinging Realm is the fork of the Sword Cultivation, Dao Cultivation, and Martial Cultivation. Martial Cultivation is another way, and the difference between Sword Cultivation and Dao Cultivation is whether the flying sword of life can be manifested when advancing to the Haoran Realm. This sword is in the heart of Jian Xiu. It is not an entity, but it is the foundation of the Dao, and it is the reliance on which Jian Xiu proudly stands at the top of the killing power list of thousands of cultivators."

Return proudly.

"Although that little girl is just a so-so innate sword embryo in my eyes, it's not a problem to give birth to a flying sword."

Zhao Rong saw that his tone was so mad, and tentatively asked: "Are you also a sword cultivator?"

"Huh." Gui Disdain answered this question.

Zhao Rong smiled and said with emotion: "It seems that Your Excellency was a decent person during his lifetime."

"..."

After tasting it, it immediately reacted, and was furious: "How dare you! How can you do it? A mere waste material, a son-in-law, how dare you tease me...cough, me!"

Zhao Rong didn't panic at all, and even thought it was interesting. Look at it, he was so angry that even the ancient words came out.

Moreover, Zhao Rong recently discovered that although it is vicious and arrogant, the words that despise him come and go back and forth.

At first glance, it has never penetrated into the masses of the people.

"Okay, okay, I'm a waste, I'm a son-in-law, don't be angry, if you are so angry, who will I chat with in the middle of the night if I can't sleep?"

"!!!"

Chapter 7 handkerchief

During the stinging season, spring thunder stuns hundreds of insects, a spring rain, and all things sprout.

It was still raining in the morning.

Zhao Rong strolled in the quiet corridor of the Duke's Mansion with an oil-paper umbrella.

The rain hits the plantains, and the swallows hold the red mud.

He looked sideways slightly, his thoughts wandering.

Concubine Zhao Ling left.

After the old lady's birthday banquet yesterday.

Besides Qian'er, there were two followers who left with her.

A tall old man and a man with a sword.

Zhao Rong knew them all.

The former was originally the housekeeper of the fourth room, and everyone in the house called him Uncle Kun. Later, he followed Zhao Lingfei and was responsible for handling chores.

The man with the sword in the back has a very interesting name, his surname is Li Mingbai, Li Bai.

Zhao Rong used to call him Xiaobai.Like his mother, he is the enshrined of the fourth room. I heard that he came to the Duke of Jingnan's mansion with Zhao Lingfei's mother.

Yesterday, as soon as Zhao Rong arrived at the main hall of the mansion, he was called by the old lady. Concubine Zhao Ling was also beside him at that time, just leaning over to listen to Qian'er without looking at him.

The old lady asked him if he would like to take over some of the properties of the Duke's Mansion in Qianjing. After a pause, he smiled and said that if he was too busy, he could be a leisurely teacher at Zhao's school.

Zhao Rong apologetically refused on the grounds of filial piety, saying that he wanted to go back to his hometown to visit. He and his mother had been away for many years, and he did not know whether his father was safe or not.

Anyway, both sides already know it well, it is better to confess directly.

Two interesting things happened at the birthday feast that followed.

Halfway through the birthday banquet, a group of seven people came, all handsome men and beautiful women, with outstanding demeanor.

The clothes of the seven people are the same, except that the six behind them are all white, and the one in the lead is dressed in purple.

The purple-clothed man looked particularly dazzling, with a handsome face and a dignified expression. He wore a square scarf on his head, held a folding fan, and wore a beautiful jade and sachet on his waist.

The man smiled at the old lady, saying that he was here to congratulate the old lady on behalf of the Ziqi Pavilion. At the same time, he also congratulated Lingfei and junior sister on her birthday, and sent two copies prepared by the pavilion master himself. present.

Zhao Rong was sitting and eating cakes at the time, and he was a little startled when he heard the words. Isn't this Ziqi Pavilion the most powerful immortal family on the mountain in the surrounding countries?The Duke's Mansion of Jingnan has such a big face?

Also, is Concubine Zhao Ling's birthday today?After he heard the words, he couldn't help looking at Qian'er who had been bringing snacks and food for him.

All three of you have a day together?

The little girl blinked her eyes, coughed lightly, and suddenly, as if to change the subject, she raised her sharp chin again, her small face was full of pride and said to Zhao Rong that Miss and she are now the students of the Taiqing Fourth Mansion , especially Miss, who entered Xiaoyao Mansion at the age of 16. The owner of Ziqi Pavilion has been looking forward to Miss and her returning to Ziqi Pavilion after graduating from the Fourth Mansion of Taiqing...

After chatting with the old lady for a while, the purple clothed man raised his eyes and looked around.

The man's gaze swept across Zhao Rong and the many guests, without any stagnation, he only stopped on Zhao Lingfei and Qian'er. On his handsome face, his smile gradually became brighter, and he gently called out Lingfei and Junior Sister, Sister Qian'er.

Concubine Zhao Ling replied calmly to Senior Brother Ye, but Qian'er turned her head and ignored him, and murmured a toad with a small mouth.

The man in purple still had a warm smile, but there was a look of helplessness and doting on his handsome face.

At that time, Zhao Rong watched the performance of Senior Brother Ye with great interest while eating the cakes, and felt that today was really an eye-opener.

Afterwards, a 'decree is here' suddenly came from outside the mansion.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of outsiders came in one after another, but most of them stayed outside the hall, only the eunuch in python robe who was headed entered the longevity hall.

He read out the imperial decree of the Chu Emperor in a shrill voice, and the royal gifted the Zhao residence a lot of birthday gifts.

Anyway, that long list of gift names Zhao Rong didn't understand at the time, that father-in-law's tone was too strange.

At that time, all the guests in the hall were busy kneeling to receive the order, but not all of them.

Concubine Zhao Ling, dressed in Tsing Yi, stood on the spot and did not move at all, she just bent over to support the old lady who was trembling slightly and wanted to thank her.

The pedestrians in the Ziqi Pavilion did not move, their expressions were either indifferent or joking.

As for Zhao Rong, there is no concept of respect and order at all. Where can he kneel, and so many people do not kneel, he is not the only one, so the old god is still sitting there, standing beside him is equally pretty Immobile Qian'er.

That Senior Brother Ye said leisurely, "It seems that Junior Brother Xiang still misses Junior Concubine Ling after he became the Emperor of Chu."

As soon as the words fell, Senior Brother Ye suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Rong from a distance with a gentle smile.

Zhao Rong calmly put down the pastry in his hand, raised his hand and pulled out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his mouth, then raised the corner of his mouth and looked up at him.

Like to dress up, right?

However, what was unexpected was that Qian'er suddenly took away the white handkerchief from his hand, and hurriedly put it away, and then looked at him with a blushing face and strange eyes.

At the same time, Zhao Rong also felt... a cannibalistic gaze, and following the feeling, he saw Concubine Zhao Ling, who had always been cold and arrogant and looked at him inappropriately, was now staring at him with a blushing face...

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Zhao Rong still feels a little embarrassed.

He stretched out a hand to pick up some raindrops from the eaves.

Qian'er later told Zhao Rong that it was Bai Xipa.

He was stunned, and suddenly understood.

Who knew a handkerchief could be used for that?I'm still too naive...

On the second day of the bridal chamber, when Zhao Rong saw it on the wedding bed, he thought it was for wiping sweat.

Speaking of which, who would embroider two fat ducks on a white hipa, eh, it should be ducks, right?

But when he thought that Senior Brother Ye hadn't figured out what was going on between him and Concubine Zhao Ling before he left, and his smile became a little stiff, he was very happy.

Brother Ye, can't you put it on?

Zhao Rong walked out of the Jingnan Duke's Mansion. The rain was sparse and gradually stopped.

He put away the paper umbrella, left Chang'an Avenue, and walked towards the Confucius Temple.

Just a few days ago, he liked to mention two rivals in love, a purple-clothed disciple of Ziqi Pavilion, and the current emperor of Chu.

Oh, being Zhao Lingfei's husband is too dangerous.

Zhao Rong laughed at himself.

He is going to visit the teachers of the Lower Imperial College today, especially his own teacher, Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang's name is Fang Shiru, not a native of Da Chu. I heard Mr. Fang say that his hometown was a big dynasty that respected Confucianism. He had failed the imperial examination three times, and then traveled all the way to Da Chu.

Mr. Fang once taught at Zhao's family school, and he was also Zhao Rong's enlightenment teacher when he was a child.

Later, under the promotion of the current state teacher, the first emperor of Chu decided Confucianism to be the national study. That state teacher was a great Confucian. It is said that he came from one of the 72 Confucian academies.

So Mr. Fang went to Guozijian and served as a doctor of Taixue.

Later, when Zhao Rong turned 14 years old, he was recommended by Mr. Fang to study in the Imperial Academy of the Imperial Academy.

After the rain stopped, the Confucius Temple became lively.

The street began to be crowded with people.

The merchants and pawns hurried through the streets, the merchants Yalang sold their goods along the street, and the people living in all kinds of wells were different.

Zhao Rong looked at the bustling street scene with curiosity, this should be the first time he went out after coming to this world.

Following the route in his memory, he soon saw the gate of the Guozijian - Jixianmen.

The Guozijian building sits north to the south, with a grand scale, extending for ten miles and an unprecedented grand occasion.