Disciple's rebellion

"Send Linglong to sing my poems. Most of my poems are poems by other emperors. The Ming Dynasty..." 1

At this moment, the wind blows gently over the tree, and the peach blossom petals sway from the branches and fall into the crystal mallard-shaped water chamber.

Seeing this, Du Cheng's brows slightly curved, he smiled and put the brush on the lick, took out a new brush from the pen holder at the side, gently picked out the petals from the water with the tip of the pen and put it on the pulp of his finger .

When the peach blossoms with white in the powder and some water droplets stretched in the eyes, Du Cheng's eyes were completely stained with a smile.

He raised his hand and poked the peach blossom lightly with his fingertips.

"Master." The butler leaned forward and walked in front of Du Cheng.

Du Cheng suppressed his smile, put the peach blossoms in the brush wash, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.He turned to look at the butler and asked, "What's the matter?"

The steward replied: "Shui Shen sent Li Phosphate to see him."

Du Cheng was startled for a moment, his eyes darkened immediately: "What is he here for?"

The butler didn't speak, but became more respectful.

The butler is an old man of the Du family, and Du Cheng also knew that Li Phus, the son of the head of the Shuishen Sect, had come to look for him, and it was not something the butler could find out.

Du Chengdao: "Is it in the living room?"

The butler replied: "In the Peach Blossom Hall."

Du Cheng glanced at the table and said, "The poem is not finished yet, let's put the things here first."

The butler leaned forward and said, "Yes."

After all, Li Phus's identity is there, and Du Cheng rushed to the Peach Blossom Hall after giving orders.

As soon as he arrived at the Peach Blossom Hall, he saw that Li Phus was not the only one. Du Cheng frowned slightly, and then he let go, as if nothing had happened, and walked into the hall.

When Ning Jie and the others saw Du Cheng coming in, they all stood up.

Li Phos took a step forward and said, "Master Du."

Li Phos often walked around with his father, so Du Cheng had seen Li Phos before, he clasped his fists in return: "Li Xiaoxian Jun." After the ceremony, Du Cheng glanced at Ning Jie and the others, and said: "Who are these? "

Li Phus introduced: "These are my friends who have practiced together with me." He introduced Du Cheng from left to right.

After saying hello, Du Cheng said, "Please take your seats first." After Ning Jie and the others sat down, Du Cheng said again: "When you are here, the humble house is full of brilliance. Please forgive the humble house. The humble Qi Hong is available for entertainment, I hope you don't want to dislike it."

Mi Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip.

As expected of the Du family in Xuanbei, it really has a lot of money. This Qi Hong is a rare spiritual tea in a hundred years.

When his mind turned slightly, Mi Chen raised his eyes and took a closer look at Du Cheng.

This Du Cheng's face is clear and handsome, and he treats others with his own arrogance. He doesn't look like a well-rounded sect leader, but like a Confucian knight walking in the human world.

If Du Cheng was responsible for going to the Dangshan Mountain, it really proves that knowing people, knowing their faces, but not their hearts.

After exchanging slight greetings, Du Cheng cut to the chase and said, "I don't know why Mr. Li came to Du's house?"

Li Phus put down his cup and said: "To tell the truth, the master, this junior is here to ask your lord's phoenix thorn."

Du Cheng squeezed his sleeves slightly, and said with a smile: "I am flattered by this. The Shuige swordsmanship of Lingpai has been regarded as a top-grade martial art by the cultivation world. How can it be compared to Lingpai."

The rejection was obvious.

But Du Cheng's refusal was also understandable.

If Li Phus really came to seek advice from Phoenix Thorn, Du Cheng probably would not agree.

The water sinking sword technique is one of the peaks of martial arts, and Li Phus asked for a gift, nothing more than wanting to use the phoenix thorn to improve himself.It sounds good on the surface, but in fact it is using the phoenix thorns as a stepping stone.

Du Cheng is arrogant, and he absolutely cannot accept that the Du family's martial arts school is bullied like this.

Li Phus knew that it was natural for him to be rejected, but let me ask which one of the heads is thin-skinned.

Li Phosphorus smiled: "Sect Master Du praised it absurdly. Although the Shuishen swordsmanship is well-known in the world of immortal cultivation, it has been practiced for more than a hundred years. What the cultivation world really needs is fresh blood like the phoenix thorn." Li Phosphorus slightly He leaned forward and continued: "Master Du also knows that the world is changing rapidly. If you remain unchanged, the catastrophe will fall, and the old one will perish first. Although the juniors of the Battle of Canglang have not been lucky enough to see it with their own eyes, they have also written about it in books. Fascinated." Li Lin's voice gradually slowed down, and his tone became more and more serious, "The first to be eliminated is the established sect, because their weapons and moves are already familiar to the demons, and this battle has proved that it is only time to crack them. The problem."

Speaking of this, Li Phus stood up, walked in front of Du Cheng, saluted respectfully, and continued: "This junior believes that although the Shui Shen sword technique has become famous, it still needs to be replenished with fresh blood, so as to make it more effective." Our human race is in a favorable situation. Therefore, I take the liberty to come here to ask your lord for advice."

Du Cheng didn't speak, he stroked the teacup and remained silent.

Ning Jie has been staring at Du Cheng's expression, but it's a pity that the head of Du Cheng is the same as his master, he can't express his emotions, and he can't see his expression at all.

Thinking like this, Ning Jie turned to look at Mi Chen who was beside him, but Mi Chen seemed to be only thinking about Qi Hongcha, and didn't wink at Li Phus and Du Cheng at all.

Snapped.

The crisp sound of the box lid broke the long silence.

Du Cheng turned his eyes and looked at the bowed Li Phosphate, he gave a quick laugh, stood up and supported Li Phosphate, and said with a smile: "Li Xiaoxian is serious, mere phoenix thorns can't afford such a heavy responsibility."

Upon hearing the words, Wang Yi felt that the matter would not work, and subconsciously wanted to stand up and leave.Fu Song has been paying attention to Wang Yi. Seeing that Wang Yi wants to stand up, he stretches out his hand to hold him, expressing with his eyes that he is not in a hurry.

Wang Yi had no choice but to hold back his impatience and sit obediently aside.

Du Cheng naturally also noticed the slight movements of Wang Yi and Fu Song, but he pretended not to see them, and continued: "Since Li Xiaoxian came to Duwu from a long distance, I will not let Li Xiaoxian go back disappointed."

A slight expression of gratitude appeared on Li Phosphate's face: "Thank you, Master Du, for your kindness."

Du Cheng still had a faint smile on his face, and he said: "However, according to the Du family's rules, if the phoenix thorn is not used for war, you need to ask your ancestors for a weapon, so Li Xiaoxianjun and others still need to stay in the humble house for a few days."

Li Phosphate said: "In that case, Li will thank Sect Leader Du for his kindness on my behalf."

Du Cheng smiled and said: "It's nothing." Saying this, he gave Mi Chen who had been sipping tea from the corner of his eye.

When the butler heard that Li Phus and others were going to stay overnight, and that Du Cheng was going to use the phoenix thorn, he was shocked. After ordering people to finish the overnight stay, he hurried to Taoyuan to look for Du Cheng.

Just as Du Cheng made the last stroke, the butler came to Du Cheng.

Du Cheng raised his hand to avoid the housekeeper's gift, licked the ink on the tip of the pen with a pen, and said, "No need to say more."

The butler has always known that Du Cheng has a high spirit, but because of his status as the head of Xuanbei's Du family, he has been making fake smiles that he doesn't like.

If it wasn't for the impediment of the head's status, how could he agree to such a humiliating thing.

The housekeeper's eyes suddenly turned red, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Du Cheng lowered his head, the handwriting on the rice paper was full of dragons and phoenixes.He didn't need to raise his eyes to guess what the butler was thinking.

Du Cheng said in a low voice: "This time, fighting against the authentic heir of Shui Shen Sword Art will only benefit Phoenix Thorn, so I agree."

Although Li Phus said that the Shui Shen faction was conservative, he knew that although the Shui Shen swordsmanship was conservative, its moves were constantly evolving.Therefore, he was pointing at the Du family's phoenix thorn.

Li Phus is indeed the breed of an old fox like Li Tiao, but what he said pierced his heart with needles.

Although Li Phos did not mention the mother-child mandarin duck axe, how could disciples like them not know that the mother-son mandarin duck ax was defeated at its peak and disappeared since then.

Therefore, he specifically mentioned the Battle of the Canglang.

Li Phos did not have any impression of the Battle of the Canglang, but someone who was older like himself had personally experienced the Battle of the Canglang and witnessed how many sects were destroyed by Bi Luo.

Li Phos was hitting him from the side - the prosperity is the worst.

Although it is now the pinnacle of the Phoenix Thorn, if they do not cooperate to improve, the Xuanbei Du family will repeat the same mistakes, or they will become victims of the next battle of Canglang.

Competing with him, although Phoenix Thorn did suffer some insults, he would definitely learn a lot from Shui Shen swordsmanship.

The butler has lived for so many years, so he naturally understands Du Cheng's unspoken meaning.

The housekeeper couldn't help but said with gloom: "Although this is the case, but with the presence of Master Weiwu, there will be a second battle of Canglang."

Du Cheng's pen paused, and the rice paper was suddenly smeared with ink dots.

Du Cheng wrote again: "The Battle of the Canglang is just a synonym. However, I agree with Li Phosphate's point of view. If we immortal sects do not improve, and blindly rely on Weiwu Immortal Venerable, the little ones will be more important to our Du family. It is not beneficial to stand among the hundreds of families of the immortal sect, but the big one is for the human race, if there is a second battle of Canglang, if there is an accident with Weiwu Xianzun, the human race will face a catastrophe of genocide."

The housekeeper was stunned: "The spirit power of the Weiwu Immortal is close to that of an immortal, and he has won the protection of the Liangling faction. How could there be any accidents?"

Du Cheng shook his head: "Near immortals are not immortals, and Wei Wu Xianzun is a mortal after all. Du Lao, you are an old man of the Du family, and you know that the peak is the most untrustworthy. Blindly relying on it, in the end Xuanbei Du's family ended up being a nobody, almost disappearing in the realm of comprehension."

The butler was silent.

That's right, the Du family knows the truth that nothing can be relied on.

but……

The butler said again: "Master, please forgive this old servant for being careless. This old servant always feels that the purpose of Li Phosphate's visit to our Du family this time is not just to ask for advice from our Du family's phoenix thorn."

Asking for advice on this matter, whether it is for the Du family or the Shui Shen faction, the benefits it brings are extremely low.

Du Cheng put the pen on the pen holder, took a sip from his teacup, and said, "Old Man Du is right to be worried, they really didn't just come here for the phoenix thorn."

The housekeeper saw that his worries were verified, and he couldn't help but said: "Then I will order this old servant to make the servants be stricter."

Du Cheng shook his head: "The Du family didn't do anything wrong, so I'm not afraid of what their secret purpose is. But I'd like to ask Mr. Du to check if something happened to Du Wu, and finally check around Du Wu."

The housekeeper wanted to go down to investigate upon Du Cheng's order.

"Wait." Du Cheng called out the housekeeper and ordered, "Mr. Du, the hospitality of the guests in the mansion must not be neglected." Having said this, Du Cheng narrowed his eyes, "Especially that man with a cold face like the moon, he must Don't be rude."

The steward said: "The old slave knows."

On the Blue Mountain, all Mi Chen's utensils were arranged by Bai Wei's order, and since Ning Jie came, the daily affairs and other matters were handed over to Ning Jie.

This time when he came to Du Mansion, although Du Cheng ordered people to use good utensils to entertain him, Ning Jie still came to Mi Chen's room in person to help him arrange it.

When Ning Jie finished his work and was about to take out the ice bed, Mi Chen handed Ning Jie a cup of tea to stop him: "Don't show off."

Ning Jie nodded, took the water glass, smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."

Mi Chen motioned him to sit down, and said, "You seem to want to ask me something."

Ning Jie put down his teacup, leaned forward and approached Mi Chen, blinked his fox eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, you can teach your disciple to play the flute for a few days. The disciple wants to learn the piece that Master played that night! "

Mi Chen was not surprised that Ning Jie knew that he could play the flute, so he raised his eyes and glanced at him: "As a teacher, I know you didn't sleep that night."

Ning Jie smiled, and took the initiative to hand over the tip of his eyebrows for Mi Chen to caress.

He continued to ask: "Is the master unwilling?"

Mi Chen curled up his knuckles and lightly hooked the brows of Gouning Jie, and said, "You are the only disciple of the teacher, and only you are the most worthy to learn what the teacher has. How can a teacher not want to."

Ning Jie's mind moved, and he smiled even wider.

Mi Chen put down his hands and said, "But before that, I will test you as a teacher. What did you find in the Du Mansion?"

Ning Jie said in disbelief, "There is no mistress."

Mi Chen: "..."

Ning Jie: "..."

Mi Chen couldn't help but smile on his face: "You, what strange point are you paying attention to?"

Ning Jie said bluntly: "This is not strange. All love is in youth. 2"

Mi Chen said helplessly: "Okay. Is there anything else?"

Ning Jie lowered his head and thought about it, and said: "The phalanx of his index finger is not like ordinary people. The root of his finger is covered with thick calluses, which should be obtained from practicing Phoenix Thorn. However, there is also a thick callus on the inner side of the base of his thumb. , it should be said that all his fingers have calluses at the base of his fingers. It’s just that except for the index finger and thumb, the rest are the surface layer, not the side.”

Mi Chen nodded: "That's right, he pointed out that the thick calluses on the surface of the roots were caused by practicing the mandarin duck's axe. Is there anything else?"

Ning Jie continued: "As soon as he entered the hall, there was a faint fragrance of peach blossoms. I saw Wang Yi frowned slightly, so the fragrance of flowers on Du Cheng's body was not spices, but pollen from staying in the peach garden for a long time."

Mi Chen asked, "Is there nothing else?"

Ning Jie frowned, he thought about it carefully, and continued: "His little finger is a little strange, but it's hard for me to tell what's so strange."

Mi Chen stretched out his hand and said, "Is it so strange?"

Ning Jie raised his eyes, and saw that Mi Chen's little finger was too far apart from his ring finger.

Ning Jie suddenly said: "Du Cheng is good at the flute!"

Immediately afterwards, Ning Jie whispered, "It's Chi!"

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The author has something to say:

1 Yuan Zhen's "Big Gift"

2 The original sentence "A sage forgets his love, and the worst thing is not as good as his love; what he loves is my generation." - "Shi Shuo Xin Yu mourns the dead"