i have a sword fairy

Chapter 504 Then I wish you a thunderbolt~
"Today, at two o'clock in the afternoon, after about ten breaths, it is a very good time."

At this early morning, a sword spirit suddenly said.

"Ah."

The young Confucian scholar patted the ashes, sat on the last step of the Temple of Heaven, and nodded slightly.

If Meng Zhengjun hadn't lied to him yesterday, at this hour, there would be thunderbolts coming to the top of Jiyue Mountain on time.

And for the past two months, the thunder is the most prosperous day.

Sword Spirit, who was particularly energetic in the middle of the night, smiled.

It points out the "maze" leisurely:
"It's just when you finished the Feng Chan. You should be smart and let the time get closer. Before that... well, there was a tree hole in the old lightning strike tree, which looked quite big. I hid some things in there, so no one will find out..."

"Oh." Zhao Rong nodded again, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the baby fat girl not far away.

The latter may have thought that he was suddenly in a daze, thinking about a problem, which was similar to the sudden poetic excitement in the middle of the night just now, and he was seriously ill again, so he didn't bother him anymore.

At this time, she seemed to be in place again, muttering prayers to the moon above her head.

"Hey, Zhao Rong, you're lucky. You're about to fall asleep, and you just got a pillow. It's rare to have such an opportunity. Tsk tsk, it's not easy. By the way, what were you worried about before, I'm afraid that Meng Zhengjun will recognize it. Your ritual of conferring Zen is not good, so yesterday's attitude was abnormal?"

"Correct."

Zhao Rong responded softly, looked away from the baby fat little girl, put his hands on his knees, and looked down at the rocky ground.

Gui's tone was a little relaxed, and he said happily:

"Hehe, let this old woman be embarrassed, now we don't have to think about it so much, let her be a three-seven-two-one, let's break it with one move, and we will eat her."

"My lord, I tell you that the premonition you just had is a blessed soul that practitioners rarely encounter. According to Taoism, it is the heart that produces a consonance. It needs a specific time, a specific place, and a specific situation to trigger it. It can be divided into several categories... ..."

"A certain derivation technique of the Yin Yang School is a similar path..."

"This situation is very mysterious, and the accuracy is generally extremely high, unless it is strongly intervened..."

Jian Lingyan laughed at Yan Yan, and started the daily routine of popular science with the sword master...

"Oh... um... yes..."

The young Confucian scholar just nodded lightly, answering it from time to time.

He looked at the rocks under his feet, as if he was thinking about something.

Gui's words gradually paused, and he couldn't help frowning:

"Hey, why are you still acting like this? Don't you want to pick a bright moon and send a concubine Zhao Ling? A few days ago at Xia Chong Zhai, you were still playing riddles in front of her, saying that you owe her and that low-grade bamboo horse. You have to double the compensation.”

It is puzzled:
"I remember that you had an agreement with Concubine Zhao Ling before... If you can pick up the moon for her, she will promise you anything..."

Hearing the lady, the dazed young Confucian scholar raised his head and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The purple-clothed sword spirit in the brow chakra glanced at the color of a certain heart lake at this time. There were not many happy colors, and it was similar to... the color of thinking and worrying.

Gui couldn't figure out what this guy was thinking all day, so he curled his lips and said:
"Heh, maybe that little Su can solve the problem, the inner house is harmonious...why, Mr. Zhao, who is so good at coaxing his wife and abducting a little girl, is not satisfied. Is this...unhappy?"

Zhao Rong suddenly raised his head, "Where did I go wrong with the ritual of enshrining Zen? Or is it...too routine and unremarkable, making her feel that it is impossible to cause the phenomenon of heaven and earth?"

The question came suddenly, but the tone was extremely serious.

Gui was stunned for a while, then said speechlessly:
"No. You...why do you still think about the Zen ceremony? What's the trouble with this matter? Let it go. Anyway, in the morning, the right time, place and people are on our side. In your words, we Just give that lady a blast, and see if she dares to act like she's teaching us how to do things all day long."

Zhao Rong didn't reply, but still lowered his head and frowned, lost in thought about something.

Seeing that he still looks like a piece of wood, it's a bit unreasonable for this man to be speechless.

In the end, it imitated a certain little girl's speech, and said in a bad tone:

"You're really sick right now."

The young Confucian scholar frowned at this moment and nodded.

I don't know whether to respond to it or think of something else.

Gui: "..."

Sword Spirit didn't want to talk anymore.

After a while.

From time to time, Zhao Rong used his finger as a pen to write and draw in the air, and from time to time he looked up at the cliff with inscriptions carved in the distance.

After a while, he silently shook his head, took a deep breath of air, and relaxed slightly.

It's just that the brows are still unresolved.

At this time, Zhao Rong turned his head to look after hearing the words of a certain baby, fat and little girl.

I saw this little girl who was promoted to Xianyueli girl at a young age closed her eyes and looked up. This time, her tone was more sincere:

"Moon and moon, I hope that the sisters in the workshop can walk by the water, and the fish will drown. When walking in the forest, the geese will fall to death. When walking among the flowers, the flowers will bow their heads. Walking in the night, you moon Hiding in the clouds..."

"........."

Zhao Rong couldn't help the little girl with a very serious face.

You are giving your sisters a halo of death, and you will suffer wherever you go... He was speechless.

However, she quickly realized that she was talking about sinking fish and wild goose, closing the moon to be ashamed, and wishing that the sisters would be as beautiful as flowers.

The baby fat little girl paused, then continued to close her eyes and make a wish: "...I hope that the empress can stare at someone to death."

Zhao Rong couldn't bear it any longer, and interjected: "Who is staring at someone? What does this mean?"

"You don't know this? Thanks to you, you are still a scholar." The baby fat little girl shook her head and sighed old-fashionedly.

Zhao Rong murmured, closed his mouth at last, looked at her, and nodded acceptingly.

The fat little baby girl hugged her chest, smiled broadly, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, seeing that you are so guilty, I will teach you..."

Guilty?Are you trying to say humbly?

By the way, can you stop getting up to night-level Sister Li?Can some normal people's brain circuit work...

The corners of the young Confucian scholar's eyes twitched, but he held back immediately and listened to what she had to say.

The baby fat little girl said solemnly: "Your Majesty, this is called "extremely beautiful". My sisters said that this word is used to describe the most beautiful woman in time, and it means that she is so beautiful that everyone in the world can't live anymore. Are you tired of it? It’s none other than our empress.”

Zhao Rong was expressionless after listening.

numb.

Good guy, beautiful beyond compare?As expected of you, this is to make your mother-in-law a widow.

Well, the case has been solved, and I finally know how the late Emperor Dali died... So he was restrained to death by the beautiful queen?
The young Confucian scholar nodded, and gave the smug baby Fei Xiaoli Nu a sharp look.

Then he restrained his expression and said directly:

"By the way, girl, you haven't said the meaning of the prophecy 'Two points to the bright moon, leave and return'. I was quite curious before you said it."

"Oh, what are you talking about, this prophecy, I heard from my sisters, is as old as the crescent moon ceremony, and has been passed down for a long time from our land."

The baby fat little girl thought about it:
"I remember an ancient song in Lidi City, there is such a line... the world is three parts bright moon night, and two parts moon is bright in the sky. I think it may be related to this, but what does the 'two parts moon' refer to? Whether it's the moon, or something else, I don't know, but rumors..."

She looked up at the bright moon above her head in admiration, and said reverently:
"It is rumored that when two bright moons can rise at the same time on the top of the Moon Sacrifice Mountain, it means that the ancestors of the ancient ascended to the Moon Palace will return to the day when they left the ground, and it also means that the glory of the former Li clan will return one by one..."

The baby is fat and small, and the girl's idiot stares at the moon, her voice gradually becomes quieter, turning into her sleep talking.

"So that's it. This prophecy is interesting, and so is your custom of leaving people."

Zhao Rong nodded and sighed, keeping these in his heart.

At this time, he heard movement in the direction of the inscription cliff in the distance, and the monks who carved the inscription seemed to have finished their work at this time.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but continue to frown slightly when thinking of the inscription on the cliff which was used to 'report the merit of heaven'.

He glanced at the sky above his head.

It was already late at night, and it was less than four hours before the ceremony of enshrining Zen began tomorrow morning.

Right now, the preparations for the Zen Conferring Ceremony are already the best set of Conferring Chan Ceremony plans that he can do with all his knowledge and efforts.

Although Meng Zhengjun's abnormal behavior still made him feel a little uneasy, but right now he was doing his best.

"It's useless to think too much..."

Zhao Rong muttered and sighed.

Immediately, he turned his head, ready to bid farewell to the fat baby girl in front of him.

Now, the little girl was still there, looking up at the moon in the night sky a little foolishly.

Whispering prayers, the tone is pious.

"Moon, moon, if you could hear..."

Zhao Rong paused slightly as he was about to leave, shook his head and said:
"Girl, don't be crazy, go back and rest quickly, you should be busy with Yuefang tomorrow. The bright moon in the sky, how can I hear you shouting in the world, you little girl, it's a bit... …cute."

In fact, he wanted to say "stupid", but when the words came to his lips, he expressed them euphemistically.

The baby fat little girl still faced the bright moon, ignoring Zhao Rong.

She bowed the crescent moon respectfully again, with a small face, stubbornly said:

"I performed the ancient crescent moon ceremony, so it can see my piety and hear my prayers... The empress and sisters all said so, so there is nothing wrong with it."

"They are fooling you. Many things are just talk. You will know when you grow up. Well, I guess you little girls really believe it. The people who make up the story don't believe it."

Zhao Rong didn't take her words to heart, shook his head at this moment, and said something.

He turned around and walked down the mountain. He had just walked a few steps, thought for a while, and followed her example, before he left, he said something amused:

"Well, then I wish you a superb piano skill, girl. Animals will be moved when they hear it."

Hearing his serious tone, the baby fat little girl couldn't help but turn her head:

"What do you mean?"

She tilted her head.

Zhao Rong didn't turn his head back, and the voice came slowly: "Play the piano to the cow, girl, go to impress the cow first, and then come here and try to impress the bright moon. The former should be simpler."

Speaking of this, he first laughed out loud.

The baby fat little girl with a sullen face said, "Oh, then I also wish you, son, that you can run faster than thunder and lightning."

Zhao Rong didn't care and said, "Oh, what's the explanation?"

The baby fat little girl curled her lips:
"You have compared the moon and God to cows. Heh, my grandma said, those who break their oaths and talk nonsense should be careful. Although God can't speak, he can make a sound. When the sky strikes and thunder strikes The voice from God, it has always been alive, see if you are afraid."

Zhao Rong smiled.

That's it.

He pursed his lips and shook his head, but at the next moment!

His whole body froze suddenly!

I froze in place, motionless!It's like being cast a holding spell by someone suddenly.

However, compared with Zhao Rong's stiff body, the huge difference is his complexion.

From the moment when the mouth suddenly widened and the eyes widened, everything changed in an instant, which was very exciting.

Baby Fat Xiaoli'er noticed his strange movement, murmured, and glanced.

"How about it, you know you're afraid, heh heh~"

At this moment, a certain young Confucian scholar was fixed in place like a nail, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to everything outside.

He lowered his face, slowly raised his hand, and rubbed his face.

"Thunder strikes from the sky...the voice of God...its voice...it turned out to be thunder...thunder!"

The young Confucian scholar murmured blankly: "...I understand, I understand... Heavenly Dao does not necessarily understand human characters, but heavenly thunder is the voice of Heavenly Dao. If there is thunder in the world, it can understand it. You can... try ..."

After a while.

The young Confucian scholar wiped his face with his hands, and took two deep breaths.

He turned around suddenly, looking at the baby fat little girl with an increasingly puzzled expression.

"You... you're right."

The young Confucian scholar nodded in admiration, and after he finished speaking, he paused for three breaths, and then couldn't help but seriously said:
"Listen to Jun's words... win and fight... ten years."

Baby Fat Little Li Nu: "..."

Boy, fight?Are you a scholar who does not read?
The young Confucian scholar looked at her, as if in a daze. He was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said in full approval:

"That's right... I should be struck by lightning!"

The baby fat little girl: "???"

There is such a request?

In the next second, the young Confucian scholar showed a smile, and his spirit was as if the rain had passed and the sky cleared.

At this moment, the mind is very smooth.

This is the sudden joy that Wumei felt after receiving some unintentional words from others a few days ago.

There is no way out after mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

It is expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up, it is slightly cold, and the mountain top is slanting to welcome you...

The young Confucian scholar sighed with emotion, turned around, and looked at the Leigui with a sigh.

Immediately, for the first time, no more nostalgia, stride forward.

He left the mountaintop hesitating tonight.

During the entire departure process, he didn't look at the newly inscribed cliff that had been given high hopes.

"Thunder strikes from the sky, thunder strikes from the sky, this thunder, well, it can not only urge sword pills... why didn't I think of it before, huh, how stupid! Zhao Ziyu... wait, the other one of the most powerful rituals in the Zen Conferring Ceremony How to present important rituals, how to repay the merits of the land... I have to use a voice that can be heard from the earth... Hiss, I have it!"

The young Confucian scholar murmured, his brows were furrowed at first, but before he lasted a few breaths, under the unimpeded flow of inspiration, he raised his eyebrows fiercely.

Zhao Rong clenched his fists and hammered his palms, and couldn't wait to go down the mountain.

Only the baby fat little girl was left, stupefied on the top of the mountain, muttering:

"Lightning struck? This young master...couldn't be really seriously ill? Then what about Feng Chan tomorrow, the empress still has high hopes for him."

The little girl sighed in distress and stomped her feet...

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