salted fish soaring

Meng Heze was about to return with his lotus stalk in his hands, but unexpectedly he stretched out a hand diagonally, piercing his palm like a sharp sword.

There was a mess of figures in all directions, all of them rushed towards the lotus leaf in his hand.

Meng Heze was surprised, the lotus stalks in the lake were in pieces, and there were countless silts under the root system, why did you come to snatch me?

I also remembered these people's jokes before that "outer disciples also came to swim in the lake", thinking that the other party was sincerely against him and playing tricks on him, and in annoyance, he channeled the spiritual energy of his whole body, and his body became faster, leaving only afterimages.

The waves on the lake are surging, and Xinhe seems to be broken by a strong wind and rain.

Everyone felt a gust of wind in front of them, and the outer disciple who grabbed the load had already appeared elsewhere.Occasionally, two or three people collided with each other and fell into the lake with a bang.

The water was covered in mud.

They came from famous families, even if they competed, they were splashed with blood, how could they have been splashed with mud?

Hearing that the female cultivators on the bank applauded the young man, they were shocked and angry, some of them forgot the rules of invitation to fight, and sacrificed magical weapons one after another, attacking the young man.

Meng Heze knew that his cultivation level was slightly lower, so he didn't confront them head-on, and only relied on dodging to make those people collide.But the magic weapon was coming in menacingly, he touched the edge of the lotus leaf with his toes, his figure jumped up again, he wanted to break through upwards and jump to the top of the lake pavilion.

Those wandering spirit beasts by the lake, those who wrote calligraphy and painting, those who recited poems and corrected them, and the monks who exchanged medicines all stopped at some point, distracted by the battle on the lake, and all stared at the center of the lake.

Seeing that young man maneuvering flexibly, skillfully defeating the strong with fewer enemies and defeating the strong with the weak, he couldn't help applauding and amazed:

"Who is this person?"

"When did Hua Weizong have such a powerful light-weight technique!"

Seeing the young man jumping towards the eaves of the pavilion with his strength, a Qingya Confucian scholar shouted:

"Not good! Brother Ziye is discussing with others in the pavilion!"

"Brother is on the verge of a breakthrough, beware of a collision!"

In the water pavilion, the girls subconsciously cheered for the beautiful lightness technique of the lotus-picking boy, and only after shouting did they realize something was wrong, and their faces were embarrassing.

Feng Ziyi came back to his senses, and sneered at Chen Hongzhu: "If you want to send an outer disciple to fight, just let him come, and you don't have to be so majestic. Why, it seems that a random little disciple of your Huawei Sect killed halfway , can they beat us?"

She actually thought it was deliberately arranged by Chen Hongzhu, in retaliation for her previous remarks of ridiculing Huawei Sect's outer sect.

When Chen Hongzhu recognized Meng Heze, she was also shocked.

His eyes followed Meng Heze's path, and he saw Song Qianji standing quietly by the lake, facing the sunset alone with his hands behind his back.

It turned out that the two outer disciples who were teased just now were the two of them.

Could it be that Song Qianji couldn't swallow this breath, so he sent Meng Heze to grab the lotus?

Before Meng Heze stepped onto the eaves of the pavilion, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from inside the pavilion, like an iron wall approaching head-on, but this time he was in the most urgent way, and the arrow was already out of the string and covered with water.

He slammed into the invisible iron wall suddenly, as if he had been punched hard, his eyes were instantly dark, his chest was overwhelmed, and his disgust was unspeakable.He couldn't see with his eyes wide open, and couldn't breathe with his mouth wide open, like a white crane with broken wings, unable to control himself, and fell straight down.

Below him is the fierce light of all kinds of magic weapons sharpening their knives.

Meng Heze's heart sank, what kind of exercise is this, it can hurt people invisible.

I haven't cultivated to such a cultivation base yet, and I have learned such a powerful method, so I am going to die or be disabled today?

Suddenly, a soft aura came from nowhere, like a gust of spring breeze gently brushing him away, away from the corner of the pavilion.

Meng Heze suddenly felt his whole body relax, his mind returned to clarity, and he opened his eyes to see the person coming, and was very pleasantly surprised.

There is no spring breeze to send him off, what escorts him is only a piece of sleeve.

"Senior Brother Song!"

Song Qianji saw that this person looked desperate just now, but when he saw him, he immediately became energetic, as if he had escaped and landed safely, and he was really serious.

He was angry and wanted to laugh, and called his senior brother to be extra polite, how polite, just call me "Daddy" and forget it.

Meng Heze could have broken through on his own, but Song Qianji knew the danger when he heard the call from the lakeside, "There are people in the pavilion", and moved immediately.

In the eyes of everyone, he seemed to disappear out of thin air and reappear out of thin air.No matter what his eyesight was, he couldn't see his figure clearly.

Song Qianji protected Meng Heze with one sleeve, walked through the Eighteenth Routes of Magical Artifacts, and said, "Someone came to snatch it, and you just dropped the things and came back. Why do you still fight with others?"

Meng Heze listened to his reproachful words, but his eyes were smiling, not really angry.

Thinking of Song Qianji who sacrificed his life to save him at the bottom of the cliff, just like today, never thinking of him as troublesome, I was moved speechlessly.

Song Qianji was not feeling well.These people come from prominent backgrounds, and the magic weapons they wield are naturally of extraordinary quality. If they deal with them carelessly, he may be fine, but Meng Heze cannot escape completely.

Fortunately, he often ran for his life in his previous life, so he created his own kung fu method of "strike with strength, strike later".

If the enemy relies on a large number of people and strikes at once, it will inevitably cause the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to intertwine in disorder.The more chaotic the scene, the more opportunities he has.

Song Qianji pulled the violent aura, like threading a needle, so that A's tricks hit B.This method requires calculations, predictions, and the fastest response, so that you can fight your way out of the encirclement alone.

Song Qianji knew that his cultivation base was weak and his aura was weak at this time, so he was more careful, but he soon discovered that his control of aura was more precise.

It seems that the aura of heaven and earth also has vitality, like the plants and trees in his courtyard, they are close to him and let him drive them.

Is this the effect of having the Immortal Spring, or is it the result of a change in his state of mind after his rebirth?Song Qianji was puzzled.

Everyone saw that he was pinching someone with one hand, his sleeves were flying with the other, and with a flick of his hand, the crisis was instantly resolved.

Seeing that his foot was not wet, and his posture was unrestrained and agile, he couldn't help applauding loudly.

The people in the pavilion didn't want to hurt anyone, but they were aroused by Meng Heze's aura, and the coercive protector went off on his own, and bounced back.After a moment, it has all converged.

The Huxin Pavilion returned to peace, and there were even three or four congratulations.

Someone laughed and said, "Ziye Daoist's cultivation base is also advanced. I'm really ashamed. I don't know when I'm going to retreat and break through?"

"No rush." ​​The congratulated young man in black only spit out two words.

Everyone in the pavilion sat and drank tea, most of them looked lazy.He was in the middle, but his back was straight, his eyes were calm and solemn, as if he was about to draw a knife at any time.

His facial features are profound, and his skin is extremely pale.Ordinary people feel chills all over when they look at him, and they can't help wondering if he lived in an ice cave since he was a child.

At this moment, his eyes turned, looking at the back of the lake after saving people and walking away: "Who is that?"

"It's just that I sent two outer disciples. They didn't intend to collide, so don't blame fellow Taoists." Yuan Qingshi reminded: "Junior sisters are having fun, so I won't be able to intervene."

Ziye Manjusri didn't respond, and looked away lightly.

Yuan Qingshi felt powerless for a while.What kind of life do Qingya students usually live?

It should be very hard to get along with a god who has lost all emotions and six desires, and to be controlled by him.

In the water pavilion, everyone looked at the lake with mixed emotions in their hearts.Envious of Huawei Sect's disciples who can show off their prestige, but also annoyed that the candidates they sent were not up to the mark.

Feng Ziyi sneered and said: "One person is not enough, and two people are arranged, one is more capable than the other, Miss Chen really bothered!"

In her anger, she forgot that she was the first to propose the technique of lightening one's body. If Chen Hongzhu could explain it clearly, there would be no trouble later.

But Chen Hongzhu has always been arrogant, and hates being wronged the most, and he doesn't like to reason with outsiders, so he said impatiently:

"It's not me! It was you who offended them with your words just now, and he wanted to vent his anger. If you don't believe me, ask him yourself!"

Feng Ziyi stood up suddenly: "Okay, let me ask."

A purple damask flew out from her sleeve, like a rainbow flying through the sky, accompanied by the girl with a loud smile: "You two fellow Taoists over there, since you're here, why don't you come in and have a talk!"

"what are you doing!"

Chen Hongzhu didn't expect that she would make a move if she dared to say it in Huawei Sect.With a stretch of the red long whip, he chased after him like a fire dragon.

Song Qianji saw a radiant purple damask sweeping across his face, he recognized this magic weapon, and wanted to dodge it, only then remembered that Feng Ziyi is not a strong Nascent Soul, but just a little girl who has not formed an alchemy.

Holding Meng Heze in one hand, he leaped onto the purple silk, stomping on his toes, using this "Hongqiao" to skim from the lake to the shore.

Afraid of accidental injury, Chen Hongzhu hastily withdrew his whip.Feng Ziyi wanted to bind the two of them, but when he saw his beloved magic weapon being trampled under his feet, his expression changed, and he hurriedly stopped.

The two have fallen steadily into the water pavilion.

More than a dozen people on the lake fired real fire and chased them with mud all over them.

Entering the narrow water pavilion, I can't use it with my hands, and seeing the beautiful female nuns in the hall with different expressions, as if a basin of ice water was poured on my head, I remembered the previous agreement not to use the magic weapon.

They retracted their hands together, but they couldn't hold their breath, their faces were green and white.

Feng Ziyi looked at the two of them.The heroic figure who first appeared on the stage looked angry now, like an enraged beast.Later, the tall, thin and handsome man had a calm complexion and an indifferent demeanor.

She thought to herself, who knows if they are the direct descendants of the Huawei Sect, and deliberately put on the robes of the outer sect disciples.

"Miss Chen, why don't you introduce us? Please tell me the names of these two Gaos."

Chen Hongzhu looked around and frowned slightly.

The six sages of Qingya were all from big families, and many people here are related to them.If you say Song Qianji's name, I'm afraid I can't let it go today.

She said coldly: "It's just two outer disciples, it doesn't matter who has the last name, who can remember!"

"That's right." Feng Ziyi chuckled, "Outer disciples like them. In my Dayan Sect, they can only shovel shit for my spirit beast!"

There was a burst of laughter from the same door behind her, but she turned her head and cursed: "Laughing? You are no better than shoveling shit!"

Song Qianji was also laughing.

"Queens of famous families" like you will only get slapped in the face by Wei Zhenyu who rose in the later period.

This law of the world is stronger than the laws of heaven and earth, but it is a pity that you do not understand it.

Chen Hongzhu warned: "How about my Huawei Sect disciples, I have my own sect to discipline, and it's not up to outsiders to intervene!"

Feng Ziyi smiled and said: "Of course, I don't dare to do it for me. But we have just made a bet, how can there be any reason to end it halfway?" She pointed to the table full of rare treasures, "I want everyone to take back these things Go, let's end here, it would be too disappointing."

Chen Hongzhu said: "What's so difficult about this. As the host of Huawei Sect, I will let everyone have a good time, and we can compete again. It's up to you to decide what to compare!"

Behind her, the Huawei Sect disciples responded in unison.

Although they saw that Song and Meng were in mixed feelings, after all, it was Hua Weizong who had been in the limelight just now, shocking all the sects, and for a while the momentum was high.

Song Qianji comforted Meng Heze and said, "Look, they were just competing, and they didn't intend to embarrass you. Don't get angry, go back."

"Wait!" Feng Ziyi interrupted, "It is agreed to compare the lightness technique, that is the lightness technique. This time compare with me."

Chen Hongzhu asked: "Are you coming off in person?"

"No, I'm just sitting here, motionless." Feng Ziyi looked at Song Qianji and Meng Heze: "Choose one of you two to come out, if you can bypass my classmates and walk in front of me within three breaths, here You can take whatever you want with you. Life is not easy for outer sect disciples, with so many treasures for self-defense, it will be much easier to fight against others in the future."

Meng Heze looked at the case full of magic weapons, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes.The red jade Buddha beads are temporarily invisible, but if those people hadn't relied on the power of the magic weapon just now, he would have been able to retreat completely, and would never have been forced to go to the top of the pavilion and encounter danger.

But Senior Brother Song didn't speak, so he kept a cold face, without words or actions.

Feng Ziyi laughed again: "What are you afraid of? You dared to do anything on the lake just now. No one is allowed to use weapons this time, so it's not bullying you!"

Everyone was surprised for a while.Feng Ziyi was sitting in the waterside pavilion, and the two were at the door, only twenty feet away.

With the speed of the two of them committing suicide, the rules are too simple, isn't it just for nothing?

Someone wanted to protest, but was stopped by the same door, and the sound transmission reminded: "This requires a mystery, and they are tricked into taking the bait!"

Song Qianji only thinks that you are sick, why do I want a bunch of magic tools, not a carload of seeds.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he laughed: "What if I want to pick something on you?"

Feng Ziyi was a little startled, looked at the shining purple silk in his hand, slapped it on the table, and said proudly: "As long as you have the ability, just come and get it!"

She secretly sent a voice transmission to order her colleagues to line up in front of her.

I thought to myself that I let you bypass these people, but I didn't say that they are not allowed to attack you.As long as you move, you will be beaten immediately.

Now that you agree by yourself, you should bear the consequences at your own risk. As long as you don't beat me hard, Chen Hongzhu and Hua Weizong can't blame me either.

"Okay." Song Qianji nodded.

Chen Hongzhu said via voice transmission: "Be careful..."

Before the word "cheating" came out, Song Qianji had already moved.

He moved forward, not very fast at first.

Almost at the same time, more than ten figures rushed out of the water pavilion.

They really didn't use magical weapons, but some of them clenched their fists and some of them extended their palms. Their attacks were quick but not chaotic, and their formation was airtight. It was the Dayan Sect's method of taming ferocious spirit beasts.

"Senior Brother Song!" Meng Heze was frightened and was about to rush forward.

Song Qianji looked back at him with stern eyes, and silently stopped him.

Song Qianji's sleeves fluttered, walking through the formation, but it was like wearing flowers and blowing willows.

But the fist hit the palm, and the senior brother bumped into the junior brother.There were endless screams, and people turned on their backs.

"What sorcery did this man use?"

Everyone in Dayan Sect was shocked.

Song Qianji still walked forward.

Not only did he walk steadily, but he also had an invincible and powerful aura in his actions.

Seeing him approaching step by step, everyone in the Dayan Sect had a bad heart, and hurriedly retreated, trying to protect Feng Ziyi.

Suddenly, Song Qianji speeded up and turned into a phantom.

If Meng Heze's figure is as fast as the wind, he is like a puff of misty smoke that dissipates with the wind.

Feng Ziyi felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the smoke drifted in, and the man was close at hand.

She was shocked and subconsciously drew Zi Ling to defend herself.Raising his eyes to meet the gaze of that person, his heart was shocked for some reason, as if facing the power of his father and master, his spiritual consciousness was suppressed, and he dared not hide, let alone dodge.

He could only watch helplessly as he raised his palm high and wanted to slap himself hard.

he dare? !

Everyone in the water pavilion was so shocked that they forgot to breathe, Chen Hongzhu tried to stop him with a whip, but it was still a step too late.

Feng Ziyi was extremely frightened and angry, his eyes turned black, and the sky was spinning.

What's the use of chopping off this man's palms and cutting him into pieces if he suffers such shame and humiliation in public today?

When she closed her eyes, she shed two lines of tears uncontrollably.

Some female cultivators couldn't bear to look at it any longer, so they also closed their eyes.

Amidst the exclamations, shouts, and screams, Song Qianji's hand fell down!

It fell lightly.

Feng Ziyi opened his eyes and realized that he was unharmed, and touched his face in a daze.

The man has backed away.

If there was any contact between them, it was just that the sleeve brushed her cheek, leaving behind a faint fragrance of wisteria flowers.

"What kind of variety is this, how is it planted, it is so vigorous, and it blooms so well?"

Song Qianji had an extra Qiongyu flower between his fingers, taking advantage of the splendor of the treasures on the table, he looked at it carefully.

I saw that the flowers were white and translucent, flakes like snow. They were clearly not spiritual plants, but they had a kind of spirituality, which made him amazed.

Everyone came back to their senses and immediately rushed forward, surrounding Feng Ziyi in the center.

They were still in shock, their ears were buzzing, they couldn't hear what the man said clearly, only saw him smiling with flowers.

The tears on Feng Ziyi's face were still wet, he was panting violently, his cheeks were flushed, he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger.

She has a noble status, and she is not as famous as Chen Hongzhu, because her family and sect have covered her up well.

Chen Hongzhu walks and walks alone, and she follows her like a cloud, scolding and punishing her if things go wrong.

The brothers around her didn't dare to touch her more than a finger, but today a young outer disciple plucked off the flowers on her sideburns.

"You are presumptuous!" Feng Ziyi shouted.

"It was agreed earlier, I want this." Song Qianji smiled.

There was an uproar.

Is this guy crazy?

Is there really someone in the world who puts away a house full of treasures just to pick a flower?

Chen Hongzhu said to Song Qianji: "I promised you, naturally it is yours."

She was afraid that Feng Ziyi would be extremely angry and hurt others, so she deliberately praised, "Fairy Feng is the daughter of the Feng family in Lanshan County, the daughter of the Great Elder of the Dayan Sect, and her mother is the guardian of Xianyin's family. Such a person promises a thousand gold, and definitely does not promise what he says. You two, take the flowers and go quickly."

"Wait." Feng Ziyi shouted, but couldn't speak anymore.

***

Yaoguang Lake is embedded in the mountains like a glazed mirror. When the dusk falls, the lake surface is golden, making the surrounding mountains look even more dim.

Halfway up the mountain in the east of the lake, there is a pavilion lit with lights.

On the stone table in the pavilion, there are nearly a hundred kinds of paint boxes, which are colorful.There are more than [-] kinds of paintbrushes of different thicknesses and wool materials hanging on the pen holder.

Someone paints.Zhao Jiheng stood while the man sat.

The painter was in his twenties, wearing a soft white brocade robe, pure white and flawless.

He didn't have his hair tied up, and his black hair was scattered on his white clothes, as if thick ink was splattered all over his back.

No matter how domineering Zhao Jiheng is usually, when he sees this person, he will politely call out "Cousin".

As the Dengwen Yahui approached, many descendants of the Zhao family lived in Huaweizong.Zhao Jiheng's life is so lively that he doesn't go to Goulan at the foot of the mountain much.

Zhao Jiheng looked at the lakeside at the foot of the mountain, and vaguely saw a group of people also holding pens and drawing symbols in the air, as if they were still praising each other.

He said indignantly, "If Cousin Cui makes a move, he will definitely suppress them all."

The young man who painted said: "I have already made a move."

"But, you are clearly drawing people." Zhao Jiheng wondered, "You are about to finish drawing all the nuns in the waterside pavilion! They are pretty, so it's okay to draw pictures at ordinary times. But the book sage is coming soon, it's a critical moment..."

How can I have such leisure time?He didn't finish his sentence, he didn't dare to disrespect Zhao Kui.

But the other party has been practicing painting portraits in the past few days, and he hasn't written a single talisman, which is really strange.

"Why did those people draw talismans?" Zhao Kui asked.

"Of course it is to show face in front of the Book Saint and leave a good impression. The Book Saint will definitely know what we have done during the waiting period."

"That's right. The exam has already started since we stepped into Huawei Sect." Zhao Kui changed to a fine pen, "What kind of apprentice do you think the book sage wants to accept?"

Zhao Jiheng didn't think about it: "Reading to know etiquette, good at calligraphy and painting, good at talismans, just like him."

Zhao Kui shook his head: "I'll talk to you when I finish the painting."

A respectful Confucian student, sensitive and eager to learn, has broken through thousands of volumes in reading; he can write well, and the strokes of the pen can surprise the wind;

There are many children from aristocratic families, once they show their talents in talisman, the family will train them according to these requirements from an early age, hoping to win the favor of the scholar and win a good chance.

Zhao Jiheng was impatient, waiting for his claws to scratch his heart.

He no longer pays attention to the movements by the lake, but only stares at Zhao Kui's paintings, helping with brushes and paints from time to time.

Every time the other party finished a painting, he used spiritual energy to dry up the ink marks and rolled them up carefully.

Zhao Wei looked down on Zhao Jiheng in his heart, and was too lazy to explain, but seeing that the other party was attentive, diligent, and wanted to be idle, he was idle, so why not talk to him:

"After those people came to Huawei Sect, they wrote calligraphy and talismans in public every day, recited poems and books, and tried their best to show off their knowledge and writing skills. But what kind of person is a calligrapher? How many such people has the old man seen? If he wants to accept such an apprentice, The top ten cars have already been collected, and they can be lined up from Huaweizong all the way to the top of the sky tree at the end of the mainland... If we want to get ahead, we must be different from others."

"My cousin is right." Zhao Jiheng was overjoyed, and asked even more curiously: "But why is it different?"

Zhao Kui said leisurely: "No one is born a sage of calligraphy. He was also a high-spirited genius, not a bookworm with his head buried in a pile of old papers. Master accepts apprentices because he wants to see himself when he was young."

Zhao Jiheng was stunned: "But who knows what the Shusheng was like when he was young?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wei couldn't help being proud: "It depends on who is more capable and who is more informed! The book sage traveled on four continents when he was young, and he was nicknamed 'Sentimental Son'. Because he wrote two questions on the flower boat. There is a poem, 'I used to whip a famous horse because of drunkenness, but I was afraid that I would lose the beauty because of my passion'. Don't you know?"

Zhao Jiheng was shocked and shook his head like a rattle.

"The first thing he became famous for was not the pictures of mountains and rivers, but the pictures of beauties. With this unique skill, no matter how violent and arrogant a woman is, she will become gentle and petty when she sees him. You don't know that, do you? "

Zhao Jiheng's head was about to break.

Even if this kind of unofficial history is true, the academy would not dare to publicize it for the sake of the prestige of a sage and a teacher, but would cover it up instead.

"Cousin is amazing!" At this moment, he looked at the other party with disheveled hair and tugged on his shoes, and he didn't feel that he was pretending to be lazy and slovenly, but he could see the unruly temperament of a romantic celebrity.

"Did I draw well?" Zhao Kui asked.

Zhao Jiheng nodded desperately this time: "It's so lifelike, it's so beautiful! Your painting skills are already good, and you've been working hard on portraits these days..."

"Okay, put these paintings away." Zhao Kui laughed, and was particularly satisfied when he finished the pen, "The last finishing touch, a magical pen."

The bright eyes of the beauty in purple are painted with a glimmer of light, which is extremely beautiful.

He put down his pen and got up, Zhao Jiheng hurried forward, dried the paint on the paper with spiritual energy, and rubbed his wrist for him: "Cousin, you worked hard."

Zhao Kui glanced at the dim mountain scenery, and said with a smile, "'On the willow twigs on the moon, people make an appointment after dusk'. The beauty picture is given to the beauty, and it's time for us to play."

The two went down the mountain and passed through thousands of weeping willows by the lake.

For some reason, everyone by the lake looked in the direction of the water pavilion.

It was dark, only the water pavilion was brightly lit.In the evening wind where the lotus fragrance floats, it stands still like a bright pearl, shining brilliantly.

Zhao Kui walked in Shi Shiran, and Zhao Jiheng followed behind him, holding the painting scroll tightly in his arms in a daze.

Zhao Kui paced back and forth with his chest up, feeling suave and suave, turned the folding fan in his hand, and unfolded it with a "crash", and said with a smile:

"Fairies, I am bothering you."

no respond.

Feng Ziyi lost his mind and looked in one direction.

Chen Hongzhu looked worried, and also looked in that direction.

There was silence in the water pavilion, and no one turned to look at him.

People are looking at the other person.

Although the man had already turned around and was about to leave.

Zhao Jiheng recognized the figure from behind and exclaimed, "Why are you here! Song Qianji!"

As soon as the name came out, everyone was stunned.

So he is Song Qianji?