i have a sword fairy

Chapter 512 Those who go to the appointment with a sword, those who leave and return, and the lonely king (refresh, readable!)

Up and down Jiyue Mountain, they fell into a sea of ​​joy.

The Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower blown by the mountain wind danced all over the sky above the heads of the joyously celebrating crowd.

Like snowflakes.

A certain sword-holding man did not embrace the crowd.

He tightened the sword in his arms, then grabbed Zhao Qian'er who was about to run forward to find his sweetheart, and gave a few words of advice with a smile.

The latter seemed impatient, nodded his head hastily, and waved his hand at the man holding the sword.

"I know, I know, Uncle Bai, with me, who would dare to hurt brother Rong'er? Go and come back early, brother Rong'er and I will go back early, so we won't wait for you."

Li Bai smiled, and raised his hand to touch the head of the girl in front of him, but he put it down halfway.

They're all so tall.

That brat is also...

"Also, Uncle Bai, I heard from Uncle Kun that you are here to discuss business, so don't get drunk later."

"Hmph, I won't give you this month's pocket money..."

The little girl faced the man holding the sword, with her little hands behind her back, she walked backwards with the flow of people, while tilting her little head, chattering.

"Hey, don't put on a sour face. Others think it's my girl who bullies you. She's a grown-up, and you're just pretending. I know someone secretly left some private money."

The man holding the sword listened with a smile, but he couldn't help but blush because Xiaoqian'er exposed the private money, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

He wanted to wave his hand to deny it, but he put it down resentfully halfway.

Arithmetic made Zhao Rong worry, but the little girl who was in charge of the finances of the old Zhao family groaned twice, and then waved her little hand.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm in a good mood this time, so I won't confiscate yours. Don't drink and make trouble, or I won't intercede next time Uncle Kun scolds you..."

She has the air of a second wife.

The sword-holding man tightened the sword in his arms, and nodded hastily like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Well, come back sooner. In fact, Brother Rong'er has left you a few altars of fine wine from Dali's court in Xumiwu, waiting for you to come back... Hey, my stinky maid, damn it, rushing to Rong'er again Brother, don't let her succeed!"

The little girl blinked her peachy eyes, looked left and right, and in the next second, her small body jumped, and she hurriedly turned around and chased forward.

Li Bai was slightly stunned, and watched from the spot with his arms crossed, until the little girl in the distance rushed ahead of Su Qingdai and walked away triumphantly with her little hands behind her back, he turned around with a smile.

The man holding the sword walked down the mountain against the upward flow of people.

Thousands of people went up the mountain enthusiastically.

He went alone.

A suit of green clothes is particularly conspicuous in this desolate autumn day.

On the mountain road, the man randomly turned into a secluded forest, reached out his hand and took out a Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower in his arms.

The appearance is ordinary, it seems to be no different from those Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers flying past him at this time.

This was given to him by that 'Glass' during a business discussion a long time ago.

The man holding the sword casually tossed the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower.

The flowers flew away with the mountain wind, and disappeared among the flying flowers all over the sky.

He withdrew his hand and pressed hard on the sheath of the sword in his arms.

Then he stood where he was, and waited quietly, in this secluded forest.

At a certain moment, the man holding the sword glanced at the sword in his arms, retracted his arms, and tightened them again.

"Strange, why are you so 'happy', little guy? Since the second round of the moon just appeared, you have been making noise..."

The man muttered a few times, looked up and looked at the bright moon that was still bright in the two rounds of daylight.

"The last time I took you to see that old lady, I didn't see you trembling so excitedly. What's the matter? It's because I'm going to see you again soon. Do you miss her? And you said it's... the reason for this round of the moon?"

The man holding the vision of the sword in his arms seemed to be pained while waiting, talking to himself, talking with the sword.

The picture is kind of boring and funny.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the second bright moon that appeared not long ago.

"Leaving... Going back? So... what things are coming back..."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression pensive...

……

Inside an ancient and dilapidated ruins.

Nine Heavens Cold Palace flowers bloom all over.

Surrounded by stone walls, it seems to be closed.

The ruins are silent, like a sleeping giant.

Filled with eternal silence, it seems that it will last forever until even the dust rots.

In the center, there is a luxurious and mysterious hot spring pool, beside which there are Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers and a crystal pavilion.

At a certain moment, at the highest point above the head, the crescent-shaped dome made of glass suddenly emitted azure light.

At this moment, if a living person looked carefully, they would find a half crescent dome made of colored glass, above which seemed to have some kind of flowing liquid.

Among them, the azure light is like snakes with unknown trajectories, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, changing from time to time...

Under the irradiation of these blue rays.

The crystal pavilion became more and more shining and dazzling.

At this moment, the entire ruins went dark for an instant.

All light is gone.

In the pitch-black space, you can't see your fingers.

Only the crescent-shaped colored glaze at the original dome position is still as bright as ever.

Like a first quarter moon in the dark.

In addition, there are Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers scattered all over the ruins below.

The petals radiate a little bit of light.

This scene is like a brilliant galaxy in the darkness.

At this moment, all other lights disappeared strangely, and only a crescent moon and a galaxy existed.

In the galaxy below the 'First Quarter Moon', those dots of light that looked like planetesimals suddenly moved.

Like fireflies flying together in the dark.

From top to bottom, these star-like light spots gathered together like a tower of sand... a tall human-shaped light body.

This scene happened in silence.

Anyone who observes carefully will find that the place where this tall human-shaped light body was born is the original hot spring pool...

It is also the most luxuriant place where the Nine Heavens Cold Palace flowers bloom in the ruins—it is also the place where the galaxy is the brightest in the darkness at this time...

Another blink.

The darkness without fingers suddenly disappeared.

The light blue light once again filled the entire space, the field of vision was restored, and everything was as before:
The ancient and desolate ruins, quiet and silent...

wrong!

Compared with the original, there are still changes!

Beside the hot spring pool, there is the sound of rushing water at this moment.

It sounded like someone got up after bathing in a hot spring, and the steaming water droplets slid from the person's body along an arc to the hot spring, hitting the water surface with a ticking sound...

However, at the side of the hot spring pool at this time, looking around, it was empty, and no figure could be seen.

The water droplets were unknowingly driven into the air by various forces, and outlined a tall and transparent figure in the air.

Following the seemingly graceful curve of the tall figure's body, it crashed back into the water.

After a while, all the water droplets brought up by the water from the transparent thing returned to the pool.

This tall, transparent person is no longer visible to the naked eye.

Only... footsteps gradually appeared on the surface of the water, stretching all the way to the shore of the pool.

The speed and rhythm of the footprints appearing are slow and random, as if someone is walking in the courtyard.

Finally, the footprints came from the water to the shore.

The flowers of the Nine Heavens Hangong Flower were pushed aside as silently as possible, and spontaneously made way for someone.

The footprints and trajectory extended all the way to the crystal pavilion.

On the way, the invisible tall and transparent figure seemed to stop by a certain flower bush.

A brilliant arc-shaped Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower silently tilted, broke, and soared into the sky.

As if being held by some invisible hand.

The flowers are spinning slightly in the air.

It seems to be played.

Then, the footsteps in the flowers continued to move forward, and finally, they came to the dazzling crystal pavilion.

The moment the first footprints silently stepped on the crystal floor in the pavilion, the neatly folded blue-gold dress on the crystal table suddenly flew into the air and flew towards the door.

The clothes stretched out freely in the air.

This is a blue-gold luxurious palace dress. The color is pure and noble, and the material is unknown. Outsiders can tell it is not vulgar at a glance.

Green gold, on the mountain and down the mountain, is even rarer than noble purple, or imperial black!
Materials are always hard to find.

And this mysterious palace dress has such a pure blue-gold color, which has never been seen before, and it is unknown that it is made of various techniques and materials...

At this time, the green-gold palace costume was unfolded silently, and it was filled and propped up in an instant.

It seems to be draped on a certain transparent figure in the pavilion.

At this moment, he could finally get a rough glimpse of the outline of this transparent figure.

The unknown person who came to the unknown place should be a woman, tall and tall, half a body taller than an ordinary human woman, and better than a nine-foot man of the human race...

Her face is still surrounded by a mass of transparent air, making it invisible.

At this moment, the newly folded Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower in the tall woman's hand was picked up by the transparent hand under the cuff, and it was close to her head.

It seems to be sniffing lightly.

The next moment, the tall woman, who hadn't returned home for a long time, walked straight to the crystal table and sat down in a blue-gold palace dress that dragged the floor.

The extremely slender waist was straight and motionless.

Noble and dignified, quiet and majestic...

Like a lonely and profound king.

Her temperament fit the atmosphere of this desolate place so well that at this moment, just sitting quietly and waiting, she naturally blended into the ancient tranquility of this dilapidated ruin.

This is a strange intuition that the witnesses will spontaneously emerge...

a moment.

In the sky above the ruins, the crescent-shaped glazed dome brightened by one point...two points...

There is a faint noise that can blow over the roof, coming from an unknown direction, and gently echoing in the ruins...

In the crystal pavilion surrounded by flowers, the tall woman who came to the appointment seems to hold up her hands on the crystal table.

The wide, smooth cuffs slid down to the elbows.

She tilted her head, rested her head on her hands, and waited quietly.

……

"Guild, with my current physique, if you jump off, can you hold back and get back the stove and the sword pill?"

Beside the Moon Lake on the top of the Moon Sacrifice Mountain, Zhao Rong stood with his hands behind his back, and carefully looked at the azure pool in front of him for a while. asked.

Sword Spirit heard the words, without thinking about it, and spoke directly.

It said in a very sincere tone: "Of course! For us Mr. Zhao, this small broken lake is more than enough. I suggest that there are few people now, so let's jump down quickly and do it quickly."

Sword Spirit urged sincerely.

"Yeah, I got it."

The young Confucian scholar nodded, and in the next second, he turned his head and left without saying anything.

went down the mountain.

As long as this cheap sword spirit of his own is enthusiastically recommended for an unprecedented time, it will definitely kill him without even a scum left.

For this point, Zhao Rong still trusts him very much.

Never let him down.

So right now, this Moon Lake, which has accumulated countless sky thunders, can't simply and rudely jump down to pick up the stove and the sword pill that should be tempered.

Hey, I have to stay in Jiyue Mountain for a while, and make a long-term plan.

On the mountain road, Zhao Rong, who had not changed out of his snow-white dress, folded his hands and sighed softly.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao is jumping, why don't you jump, oh, are you scared now? How did you come up with such a brilliant idea just now?"

The young Confucian scholar looked as usual, ignoring the sword spirit who pouted.

Right now, he is going to go down the mountain to find Qian'er and Qing Dai.

At noon not long ago, just after the ceremony of enshrining Chan, under two bright moons, countless crowds rushed to the Temple of Heaven.

During the messy carnival, Dugu Chanyi discussed with the dignitaries from the court to hold a celebratory luncheon for the Zen Conferring Ceremony.

Everyone discussed going to the big tent in the wilderness at the foot of the mountain to hold it, and in the afternoon, they would celebrate together with thousands of Dali people who came here.

So after a while of busy work, Xianyue Linu and Dali Forbidden Army finally stabilized the order of the crowd, and dispersed the frenzied crowd surrounding Zhao Rong and other Confucian scholars one after another down the mountain.

Afterwards, everyone went down the mountain happily.

And Zhao Rong, as the single-handed organizer of the ceremony of enshrining Zen, the number one hero of this ceremony, of course, is the protagonist of the celebration luncheon, and the treatment is comparable to that of a silent female gentleman from the academy.

However, Zhao Rong's thoughts at this time are not on the Empress Dowager Dali and the dignitaries who are warmly toasting at the celebration luncheon, not on the students such as Gu Yiwu who are celebrating happily, and not even on the change of attitude of Meng Zhengjun who is scoring the etiquette test...

He refused the good wine, hurriedly finished two bowls of white rice served by the orphans and widows, the Empress Dowager Dali and the Young Emperor, and then found an excuse for being tired and rested, and left.

And declined the lively celebrations in the afternoon.

After returning to the camp where they rested, Zhao Rong coaxed Xiaoqian'er and Su Qingdai to study scriptures, and then quietly ran up to Jiyue Mountain.

Ting Ni's Purple Gold Furnace and Li Ji Jianwan, which had been fully tempered, were still at the bottom of the Moon Lake on the top of the mountain.

However, this trip to the mountain to inquire, Zhao Rong returned in vain, and the specific countermeasures for salvaging the stove and sword pills have to be carefully considered...

At this moment, on the mountain road, the young Confucian scholar with his sleeves folded shook his head and sighed.

At a 45-degree angle, he looked up at the vision of two bright moons still hanging in the sky.

There is a little melancholy in the crotch.

"Cut, you deserve it!"

Gui Min glanced at the emotional color of Zhao Rong's heart lake, and mocked angrily.

"Who told you not to listen to me? Before sealing the Zen, it's not good to put the stove directly in the hole of the thunder wood tree? Or let that stupid little emperor help you? Isn't it okay? I don't know what you're thinking all day long?"

Zhao Rong straightened his face and pretended to be angry: "Hey, little sword spirit, are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I'll teach you how to do things! Zhao Rong, can you stand up to me? This seat is the Ting Ni Zijin Furnace and Li Ji Jian Wan that I found out for you. In addition, you can call this seat Little Sword Spirit again!"

Zhao Rong suppressed the corners of his mouth, and nodded seriously:
"Yeah, yeah, it's you who has a strong mouth. Whose sword spirit can be as powerful as my sword spirit. It's all thanks to you. Next time you ask me to jump into the lake, I will jump right away, don't mind him It’s the truth and irony, it’s fine if you get electrocuted, anyway, you can’t make my sword spirit unhappy... come, come back, just smile.”

Sword Spirit: "..."

The young Confucian scholar smiled and looked up at the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers dancing in the sky like snowflakes.

"Fuck off."

Gui snorted, and then said angrily: "My seat is annoyed when I see you now!"

"Oh? Then I'm different from you. I'm happy when I see my sword spirit."

Zhao Rong looked away, patted his cuffs, and smiled like a spring breeze.

"you!"

Choking on the sword master's shameless thick skin, Gui Bo said angrily, "You...you hurry up!"

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.

He turned his head in the mountain breeze and glanced at the peak of Jiyue Mountain behind him.

With a restrained expression, he lowered his eyes and said softly:
"I asked Wang Que to do that before, so naturally I had my thoughts..."

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PS: It's a bit long, cough cough can be regarded as the number of words to make up a chapter...

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