i have a sword fairy

One was tucked into a wide sleeve, the other was wrapped around a white handkerchief, holding the wine glass with all five fingers, trembling slightly.

Zhao Rong originally wanted to have a quiet day off today, but early in the morning, Lin Wenruo came to look for him as if nothing was happening.

Lin Wenruo smiled and said, "Our crucian carp soup from Wenchang Lake in Lanxi is famous for its deliciousness. It was once a special offering of the royal family. Tzuyu will have to try it later."

Zhao Rong agreed with a smile, turned his head to look at the little fox demon on the bow again, and found that she was finally obedient.

The three clink glasses and drink.

Lin Wenruo glanced at Liu Sanbian, who said few words, "Brother Sanbian also went to Duyou City with Ziyu?"

Liu San became dull and said, "Da Wei."

"Da Wei, oh, that's not far, we will arrive in less than a month, um, I remember that when I first returned to China, the king of Da Wei invited me to..."

The three chatted.

Not long after, in the excited sound of the little fox demon screaming, Zhao Rong put away the fishing rod, and processed the caught crucian carp before pouring out the soup.

In fact, he didn't know how to do these tasks before, but since this journey, the wind meal and sleeping in the open, at first relied on Liu Sanbian, and then he was a little embarrassed, so he and Liu Sanbian learned a lot of skills necessary for survival in the wild.

So after the journey, Zhao Rong and Liu Sanhuahuahua took turns to cook.

What?You said Su Xiaoxiao, sorry, she can only eat.

Waiting to be fed.

The milky white fish soup is indeed very fresh and nourishing. Su Xiaoxiao held up and touched his stomach with a satisfied face.

After tea and dinner, Liu Sanbian closed his eyes and took a lunch break. Zhao Rong was dragged by the little fox demon and continued to tell the story of Liao Zhai, which had been interrupted for ten days. Lin Wenruo listened curiously.

Zhao Rong told Su Xiaoxiao a very educational story, the painted skin in "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai".

"Ziyu, your story is good, with profound meaning, novel and interesting." Lin Wenruo nodded.

Zhao Rong smiled and turned to the little fox demon beside him and said, "Su Xiaoxiao, do you understand? Be careful in the future, don't be kidnapped by the villains in bright human skins."

Su Xiaoxiao said seriously: "Zhao Rong, shouldn't you be more careful? Well, the stupid scholar in the story was tempted by a ghost in a beautiful human skin, and he didn't even listen to what a good lady said to him, just like It's like when I'm good for you sometimes, you just don't listen, you just want to..."

Before the little fox finished speaking, he suddenly held the small head with his hands in his hands, stared at the scholar in front of him with wide eyes, with an expression like "You see, I'm doing it for your own good and you bully me again".

Zhao Rong, who had been anti-educated, withdrew the hand that had just been in close contact with her soft blue silk with a blank face.

Lin Wenruo smiled dumbly.

Su Xiaoxiao snorted lightly, feeling that she had already met a villain in human skin. She pouted and ran to the bow to play. Before leaving, she made a "very scary" face at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo looked at each other in the boat, Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.

Suddenly, Lin Wenruo seemed to think of something, and said softly, "Ziyu, yesterday, that...'Tiyong Yiyuan said'is it you..."

"Well, I heard what others said." Zhao Rong interrupted, shaking his glass, "I heard it from a friend, um, I don't know where he got it from."

Lin Wenruo raised her brows and turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao, who was sitting outside on the bow of the boat, paddling barefoot, with a strange expression.

"Cough, where is she, this stupid girl, I guess I didn't understand anything in the audience yesterday except that I was the most handsome on stage." Zhao Rong chuckled, "Well, the applause is more than enough. The drums are very positive."

Lin Wenruo nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, but after being silent for a while, he suddenly said something casually: "Then Ziyu sees that friend when he looks back, you can ask him, if he is the first to ask, you can Let him go to Jixia Academy in Tunanzhou to try it out."

Zhao Rong's right hand swaying the wine glass paused slightly, his eyelids drooping, and then his friend said, "Why let him go to Jixia Academy?"

Lin Wenruo looked directly at Zhao Rong, "Heaven and earth have spirits, and they can dialect the Dao. You... your friend's 'Tai Ying Yi Yuan' is very likely to be a new Dao, and maybe it can be recognized by this side of heaven and earth, but there are so many living beings. The spirits of heaven and earth are chaotic and ignorant, so it is difficult to 'listen' to them."

"It is necessary to go to certain special places of preaching. Only there can new theories be 'listened' and acknowledged by heaven and earth, supplementing the laws of heaven and earth, and turning them into marks of the Dao."

"And the first person who proposes will receive the gift of heaven and earth. Even if it is a very small 'Dao', the gift obtained is extremely high."

"This is the reason why the cultivation base of the hundreds of cultivators is soaring, and it is also the most dreamed way for our cultivators to be promoted.

Lin Wenruo looked away, looked at the green mountains and rivers outside the boat, and said softly, "A place like this that can communicate with the world is extremely rare in Xuanhuang, and Jixia Academy is one of them, and it is also the most famous one. one place."

Zhao Rong took a sip of his wine, thought about it, and asked his doubts, "Why can poems be bought anytime, anywhere?"

"This is the credit of our Confucian sages. The way of poetry has long been recognized by heaven and earth, and it is also one of the ways that heaven and earth are extremely favored. It has been transformed into the law of heaven and earth, and it is everywhere. Every time a new entry of poetry is born. , is a little supplement to this avenue, and the world of Xuanhuang Realm will automatically respond."

Lin Wenruo sighed, "Among the hundreds of monks, my generation of Confucian scholars is indeed blessed by nature."

Zhao Rong nodded, didn't answer, didn't ask any more questions, looked down at the contents of the cup.

Lin Wenruo glanced at Zhao Rong's expression, and the corner of his mouth made an imperceptible tick, "No hurry, it's okay to talk to your friend later, the new academic theory can only be proven by the first person who proposes it here. If you get this way, you can go whenever you want.”

Zhao Rong was a little embarrassed to see, he coughed, and quickly said: "Well, I will tell him the truth, I will take him to thank Wenruo for his kindness."

Lin Wenruo smiled and nodded.

Zhao Rong raised his head to empty the wine, exhaled lightly, and suddenly asked a question that surprised Lin Wenruo.

"Wen Ruo, do you know the situation of the Fuyao Elector's Mansion in Kundu, West Fuyao Continent?"

Chapter 85 赵氏青衣

Zhao Rong put down the wine glass and looked at Lin Wenruo who was thinking a little.

Zhao Rong wanted to inquire about this question for a long time.

Finally, Lin Wenruo's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said slowly:

"I don't know much about the elector of the human race. After all, the most concerned thing for our hundreds of monks is the contention of the princes in the Jixia Academy. This is about the continuation of the Taoist lineage, so I rarely hear about the elector of the human race in the academy. Hou's matter."

"And the legendary nine great emperors and Hou families are all ancient families that have been passed down for ten thousand years. Some of them even existed before Xuandi led the human race to the Xuanhuang Realm. Most of them are very low-key. "The Law of Emperor Xuandi", I don't even know that there are nine more Electors, because in the news circulating on the mountain, I have only heard the names of a few of them."

"Well, back to your question, Tzuyu, luckily, the Elector of Fuyao happens to be one of the few I know."

"At present, the situation of the Fuyao Elector's Mansion can be summed up in four words."

Lin Wenruo looked at the children of the Zhao clan in front of him, and spit out four words.

"Very bad."

"How bad is it?"

"Destroy the door."

"what?"

"Kundu Fuyao Emperor's Mansion was wiped out. To be precise, all the direct descendants of Fuyao's main line of the Zhao family died, but it's no different from being wiped out. An ancient family that has been passed down for 7 years just fell like this."

"There is no such thing as a family." Lin Wenruo shook his head, took a sip of wine, and sighed, "Alas, the ancestor of the Zhao clan, but the ancient sword immortal who can kill the ancient sage Kunpeng with a sword, yes. The glory of the human swordsman is also the pride of the Xuanhuang human race."

Zhao Rong frowned slightly and was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"Wait, hiss."

Lin Wenruo suddenly thought of something, looked up and said, "I heard rumors on the mountain that there seems to be a bloodline of direct line who escaped and disappeared."

"It's just that I don't know if it's true or not, because the body can't be found."

Zhao Rong frowned, thought for a while, and asked from the beginning, "Which force was the Fuyao Houfu destroyed by?"

"Where else, the ancient monsters in the gate of the demon desolate they are guarding, it is impossible for the forces in our human race to do it. What is the existence of the elector? To dare to do something to him is to despise the supreme law of the human race, "Xuan". "Emperor's Law"... Hey, no, Tzuyu, after hearing your question, I think it's a bit possible."

"Although the forces within the human race can't do it outright, they can secretly stumble and help those ancient monsters in the sect and let them be knives. After all, they should be the existences that hate the Fuyao Zhao clan the most."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He was resourceful and good at calculating, and he had done a lot of killing people with a knife. He instantly felt that the destruction of the Fuyao Elector's Mansion might not be as simple as it appeared.

Just after a while, he shook his head to dispel these thoughts.

"Whether it is or not, it's not something we can intervene, and don't even think about it. This is the Fuyao elector's mansion of the sword fairy like clouds. The forces that can have grievances with them and have the ability to attack, at least in the same position, are the human race. The top handful exists, and the water behind it is unknown, even if an ordinary seventh-level cultivator is involved, it is estimated that they will die without any scum."

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, then continued to speak, "When did Fuyao Hou's mansion be destroyed?"

"Eight years ago."

The ordinary scholar pursed his lips.

"How did it get wiped out?"

"I don't know the specific situation, I only know that it was the hand of the ancient demon."

"What about Kundu, what's the situation, did the ancient monsters in the door capture Kundu?"

"That's not true. They were suppressed back. Don't worry, the Gate of the Demon Desolation should be fine. When Fuyao's Elector's Mansion was there before, it was an absolute advantage. After the accident 17 years ago, Yu and Fuyao Tai'a Jiange and the Mo family, which have been friends with the Elector's Mansion, have temporarily taken over Kundu, and in these years, I have never heard of any disturbances in the gate."

Hearing the words, Zhao Rong put down the wine glass in his hand, "Is that missing bloodline male or female?"

Lin Wenruo couldn't help but glance at Zhao Rong, "I don't know whether it is male or female, this person was just born when Fuyao Hou's mansion was destroyed. I only know that the old Fuyao Hou named this grandson... Zhao Qingyi."

Zhao Rong lowered his head slightly, stared at the empty wine glass on the table, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that every elector has an elector sword, Fuyao elector sword, is it at Zhao Qingyi's place?"

Lin Wenruo raised her brows, wondering why he would ask such a question, carefully scrutinized Zhao Rong's expression, and then glanced at the empty wine glass he was staring at.

"I don't know, but Marquis Jian, the elector of Fuyao, did disappear in that accident. I'm pretty sure about that, because this incident caused a lot of trouble."

"Nine elector swords, each of which is not lower than the rank of holy soldiers, and symbolizes the authority of the elector of the human race. It is of great significance and is an important weapon of the human race. Some people say that it was taken away by Zhao Qingyi. Now, some people say that it was stolen by the ancient demon, and some people even say that the sword has been destroyed... Tai'a Jiange and the Mo family have been trying their best to find it, and even the Mo family's tycoon personally went to the gate of the demon. But it still hasn't been found."

"This elector Houjian and Zhao Qingyi disappeared together. Where exactly they are, or whether they still exist, it is still a mystery."

The young scholar asked another question that Lin Wenruo did not expect, "Fuyao Elector Marquis Jian, what is the name of the sword?"

The Confucian scholar Qi Chang shook his head, "I don't know, the real names of the nine Elector Swords are all secret, and they have long since disappeared in the long river of history."

Suddenly, Lin Wenruo looked up and down carefully at Zhao Rong, who was wearing a blue Confucian shirt, leaned forward slightly, the corners of his mouth outlined a curved arc, and squinted:

"Ziyu will be seventeen this year."

The young scholar suddenly raised the jug and filled the glass with half a glass of wine, without saying a word.

"I see that Tzuyu often wears a sword with the pattern of the Mysterious Bird of Destiny."

The young scholar removed the sword from his waist and placed it on the table, neither too light nor too heavy. He continued to be silent, staring down at the wine glass.

"Could it be that Ziyu... it's Zhao Qingyi."

The restrained eyelids of the young scholar lifted slightly, revealing more clean eyes. A half-full wine glass was reflected in Zhan Qing's pupils, and a calm face was hidden in the clear sake in the glass.

The tall Confucian scholar stared inexplicably with a smile.

The young scholar was expressionless and silent.

at this time.

In the cabin, except for the swaying surface of the water in the wine glass, everything seemed to be still.

The space is dull and the atmosphere is weird.

Outside the bow, the sound of Su Xiaoxiao paddling in the water with her bare feet came lingering.

So close, yet so far away.

At a certain moment, the young Confucian became vivid, his left hand grabbed the sword left by his mother as fast as lightning, raised his eyebrows horizontally, and held the handle in his right hand, three inches out of the scabbard.

At the moment on the sword like a mirror, there are four eyes, one pair on each side, which seems to be looking directly at each other through the sword body.

Suddenly, it was dark inside the cabin, and the sword was sheathed.

Zhao Rong threw the Wen Jian to Lin Wenruo and nodded.

He said seriously: "Sure enough, with your wisdom, I still can't hide it from you."

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm going to showdown, I'm Zhao Qingyi."

Zhao Rong tilted his head and spread his hands.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

"Push!"

"Ha ha!"

I don't know who broke the merit first, and the two continued to laugh.

Lin Wenruo handed it back without checking Wen Jian.

Zhao Rong took it and put it aside at will.

After a while, Lin Wenruo said with a serious face:

"Ziyu, don't make this joke outside in the future, because there are many forces looking for this Zhao Qingyi, whether it is an enemy or an ally of the Fuyao Zhao family, once they are found before they grow up, what will happen to this person? Not to die, but to live rather than die.”

Suddenly, he leaned forward and emphasized again, "Whether it's a former enemy or an ally, you can't believe it!"

Afterwards, his upper body leaning forward returned to its original state, but his tone was still serious, "So Ziyu must not get any trace of this person, otherwise the slightest suspicion will bring about killing. Remember, remember."

Zhao Rong nodded and said softly, "Recently, the Sikou House has blocked more than a dozen countries north of Zhishui Country. Is it because of this Zhao Qingyi?"

Lin Wenruo thought for a while, "The cause of this incident is that the Zhao clan of Anling country was exterminated by a big monster. This kind of thing has been uncommon in recent years, and it has been found in every continent. Zhao Qingyi, just got used to it later."