The rivers and lakes are full of vests

On the fifth day of April, which was not a holiday, Fu Peibai took his lunch break to return to Chaoquan Peak.

She held a small wooden box in her hand, and in the box was the simple wooden hairpin. She felt a little uneasy, and hesitated on the road leading to the small bamboo forest building. She hesitated for a while before taking a step forward Walking to the small courtyard, he asked the guards to call Afu.

When Afu saw the box Fu Peibai was holding, she smiled knowingly: "Xiaobai, this is a birthday present for the peak master, right?"

Fu Peibai hummed through his nasal cavity, hid one hand under his wide sleeve, shook it vigorously, and summoned up his courage, "Can I give it to the Peak Master myself?"

She really misses the woman in white. Every midnight, she dreams back, and after endless nightmares, she can always remember that in the restaurant, she held the other's jade-white cheeks, and there was a cool and delicate touch in the palm of her hand. The pupils just reflected her face.

Even though she had warned herself countless times not to disturb the Peak Master, she was always overwhelmed by these thoughts.

"Peak Master won't see other people during his retreat. If you want to see her, let me try to inform you?"

Hearing this, Fu Peibai said hastily: "No, no need, don't disturb the Peak Master, Sister Afu, just take me to the place where the Peak Master retreats, and I will leave the present after I leave."

"Alright then, come with me."

Afu quickly led Fu Peibai to the Mingxi Cave. A huge chill was seeping out from the entrance of the cave. Does she have a cold attack in her body?"

"I was also confused before, but later I heard from the peak master that this method of fighting poison with poison was used to force back the cold disease in the body, but the process was naturally very difficult."

Fu Peibai frowned, the worry in her eyes could not be hidden, she stretched her neck and poked inside.

"Okay, Xiaobai, you put down the box and come with me. The ceremony of establishing the sect is approaching, and I have things to prepare later."

Fu Peibai put the box in front of the cave, looked back three times at a step, until finally he could no longer see the icy cave.

......

As the sun set, it was still quiet in front of the Mingxi Cave, and the wooden box was still on the ground. It wasn't until a maidservant carrying meals came out from the forest and found the box that she brought it into the cave together.

The temperature in the cave became lower the further you went in, and the hot food quickly dissipated the heat. The maid came to the ice room and put the plate on the ice table with familiarity, "Peak Lord, the servant found the food at the entrance of the cave. I don’t know who put this box.”

Lu Yanran opened his eyes, and turned to the wooden box, "Understood, step back."

After the maid exited the cave, she slowly got up and walked to the table. She picked up the wooden box with her slender and white fingers, and with a flick of her index finger, the buckle of the box was released. Thin and rounded object.

Her frosty complexion softened, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she took out the object to look at it, she didn't need to think, she knew who gave it to her, and thought of how that stupid young man had spent so much trouble to make this hairpin, For a moment, my heart was a little soft.

She had never received a birthday present, nor had she celebrated her birthday, whether as Seventeen or as Lu Yanran, this crudely made wooden hairpin was the first birthday present she received.

She rubbed the wooden hairpin and murmured unconsciously: "This end is so sharply polished, it looks like a hidden weapon pretending to be a hairpin."

After finishing speaking, she chuckled softly, and the laughter echoed in the empty cave, melting the frozen ground of this room.

......

In Cangqiong Peak, the centenary celebration of Tianji Sect's founding sect was coming soon, and Jinyun Mountain began to get busy again. Lu Wencheng attached great importance to this celebration, and personally took care of the complicated matters of the celebration, and carefully designed a party composed of a hundred disciples. Team, ready to perform the Tianji Sword Style on top of the celebration.

Fu Peibai was not selected originally, but she was led into the rehearsal of the square team the next day. She was flattered to hear that the suzerain named her to participate. In order to live up to Lu Wencheng's expectations, she chose Compared with others, she practiced more seriously and assiduously.

Five days later, the Centennial Celebration of Tianji Sect officially came, and the thousand-step steps of Jinyun Mountain were paved with luxurious gold-embroidered red velvet carpets, welcoming heroes from all schools and sects.

The Eternal Light Hall on Cang Qiong Peak is even more luxuriously decorated. The entire palace is inlaid with gold and jade, and the lifelike stone dragon on the big pillar is holding a fine night pearl in its mouth. The twelve pillars reaching the sky are the twelve pillars. A priceless orb, not to mention how precious the jade floor tiles, gold and silver utensils and the best agarwood food table should be.

Fu Peibai had changed into the clothes for the uniform performance of the phalanx early in the morning. He was dressed in a white robe, wearing a crown and wearing jade, and an indigo forehead was tied on his forehead, which made him look extraordinarily energetic.

The disciples of the square team were arranged to stand in two rows outside the Hengguang Hall, and greeted the families from all walks of life in a welcoming gesture.

Fu Peibai bowed slightly, making a gesture of bowing, and shouted in unison with the disciples around him, "Welcome to the leader of Xuanyan Sect."

"Congratulations to the Master of the Mirror Moon Cave."

"Welcome to the head of the Shenying Temple."

"..."

She herself couldn't count how many sects she had welcomed, until the chief disciple who led them to talk shouted, "Disciple welcomes suzerain, second lady, and four peak masters!"

All the disciples shouted in unison, bowed and bowed, only she was startled for a moment, then suddenly straightened up and looked over there.

Her gaze passed over Lu Wencheng, who was the leader, and then over Lu Qingwan, who was wearing a black dress, and finally her eyes fell on the woman in white.

Although the woman is still wearing a simple white dress, she is more elegant and refined than usual. The collar and skirt are embroidered with cloud patterns, and there is a piece of round white jade hanging around her waist. She is wearing powder on her face and a jade hairpin on her head. A bit bright and moving.

Fu Peibai was so amazed, he just looked at Lu Yanran so fixedly, his eyes passed by the other person's slender and beautiful eyebrows one by one, and then fell on the gorgeous red lips, she couldn't even hear the noise around her, just The sound of the heartbeat violently vibrating in the chest remained.

Plop - plop, plop and plop.

Her throat was slightly choked, and her mouth was dry until her companion tugged at her sleeve.

"What are you doing! Hurry up and salute!"

Fu Peibai suddenly came back to his senses, bowed his head quickly, and after a while, a cold fragrance wafted from the tip of his nose, and a white skirt floated past his eyes.

When she looked up again, Lu Wencheng and his party had already entered the hall. Her ups and downs gradually returned to calm, but she felt a little depressed and lonely again.

The peak master didn't see herself, or she didn't want to see herself...

Fu Peibai exhaled heavily, and followed the square team to disperse. After lunch, they returned to the spacious school field in front of Hengguang Hall, lined up neatly. high stands.

Lu Wenchang waved his sleeves and said loudly, "Let's get started!"

The disciple in charge responded loudly, stood at the front of the line and shouted luckily: "Arrange, start!"

The square team stood apart, and everyone pulled out their swords from their waists and stood behind them. With the sound of a thundering drum, the formation began to change its shape and make a tendency to gather. The sound of the drum gradually became denser, followed by the melodious chime Echoing throughout the school grounds, the disciples of the square team began to dance their swords to the rhythm of the music, white clouds flowed their sleeves, and their clothes fluttered.

They are all [-] or [-]-year-old youths, each tall and tall, with a heroic posture. The whole performance is majestic and at the same time, it fully demonstrates the agile and elegant characteristics of the Tianji Sword Style.

On the high platform, there were continuous voices of praise, and Lu Wencheng clapped his hands and laughed, quite proudly.

Lu Yanran beside him kept his expression indifferent from beginning to end, his eyes only fell on the young man in the corner of the square team from afar.

The music gradually slowed down, and the performance team regrouped and stood still, waiting for the next instruction.

Lu Wencheng was about to wave his hand to make people retreat, when a handsome young man beside him said, "Sect Master Lu, Tianji swordsmanship is really exquisite, but it's just far away, so I don't see it clearly, I wonder if I can choose a few disciples Come up and put on a show?"

The man who spoke looked a little weak, not like a martial arts practitioner, his face was sickly pale, his eyes were slightly hanging, and he always squinted slightly when looking at people, revealing an invisible majesty.

Lu Wencheng did not hesitate, and complied, with a somewhat respectful tone, "Then do as the prince said, Wu Zhong."

"Subordinates are here."

"Go pick a few disciples and let them come forward to compete."

Wu Zhong responded and was about to step down from the stage, when the young man said slowly: "I just saw a young man in the team who is very handsome and has outstanding swordsmanship, why don't we just call him and call another disciple to compete?"

"Who is the prince talking about?"

The corner of the man's mouth raised an inscrutable smile, and immediately pointed to a corner of the team.

Everyone looked at each other.

"The one in the last row in the second column."

Lu Wencheng looked intently, and found that the person being targeted was Fu Peibai. He thought for a while, and ordered: "Wen Zhong, bring Fu Peibai here, and choose another disciple to fight against him."

"Yes."

Soon, Wu Zhong went to Fu Peibai's side, and after briefly explaining his purpose, he casually nodded to Wei Xiao who was walking beside him.

The two were brought under the high platform, and all the sect masters and martial arts seniors watched them, and the two hurriedly saluted.

"Fu Peibai, a disciple of Tianji Sect, has met the suzerain and all the seniors."

"Wei Xiao, a disciple of Tianji Sect, has met the Sect Master and all the seniors."

Lu Wencheng's eyes fell on Fu Peibai, his eyes were warm, "The King of Yan wants to watch you compete, and you two will compete under this high platform, as soon as you can."

Fu Peibai responded, looked up and saw the handsome man standing beside Lu Wencheng, he must be the King Yan.

At that time, King Yan also looked at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth. As soon as their eyes met, Fu Peibai felt that this person looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before, but she was named after King Yan. Hearing what Meng Yan said, I was deeply impressed.

Then her gaze uncontrollably fell on Lu Yanran who was beside King Yan, but the other party didn't look at her, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she was whispering something to Lu Qingwan beside him.

She withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, and Wei Xiao each took a few steps back and stood still.

Wei Xiao's eyebrows were raised, and his expression looked a little eager to try, "Master Fu, take this opportunity, you and I have a good time to compete, let me see your skills!"

Fu Peibai felt the mixed gazes on her body, and she also ignited her fighting spirit, and she replied loudly: "Okay!"

The martial arts competition between the two began very quickly. Wei Xiao was good at attacking, and he used his sword to preemptively attack Fu Peibai. , blocking Wei Xiao's offensive.

Wei Xiao retracted his sword, held a sword flower in his hand, and attacked Fu Peibai again. This time, Fu Peibai no longer chose to defend, but turned defense into offense. After blocking the blow, he flexibly moved to Wei Xiao's side and flipped his wrist , chopping away at the back of the opponent's neck.

Wei Xiao felt the sharp sword force behind him, and immediately rolled forward, dodging the blow.

He raised the corner of his mouth, and when he looked at Fu Peibai again, his blood boiled. He hadn't felt so excited for a long time. He gave a loud shout and launched another attack.

The two swords were constantly handing over in the arena, making a crisp sound of hand-to-hand combat, and the sharp blades burst out dazzling silver sparks.

The two fought heartily, and the discussion on the stage was also intense.

"Sect Master Lu, these two disciples from the outer sect have such martial arts. The Tianji sect is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Talents come forth in large numbers."

"That's right, I looked at the light and graceful figure of the young man with the sword in his left hand, and I can see a bit of the Ming Xiao sect's movement."

"I think the one he was fighting against won by half a point. You see, every time he strikes, he looks weak and weak, but when he falls the sword, he clearly contains deep inner strength. At a young age, the inner strength is already like this. After a few years of studying, another generation of heroes will be born in the world."

Lu Wencheng listened with a smile on his face, but looked at the two people in the audience with deep eyes.