Sheng Fu

Chapter 539
Hengchangzong.

At the entrance of the main hall, Yu Wenjun entered without pushing the door, thinking slightly, a wisp of wind blew into the cabinet and patted Jing Hanqing on the forehead.

After a long time, Jing Hanqing arrived in a brocade suit.

Wearing a crown with her hair tied up, this plain-looking woman really exudes a bit of heroism.

Yu Wenjun took a closer look, and said with a subtle smile: "This outfit is quite energetic, and it can also refresh the cabinet."

Jing Hanqing was slightly pale, and said: "When I was young, I heard the scholars in the old building say that girls disguised as men walk around with swords, doing chivalry and righteousness, and then I yearned for it."

"Recalling the past in the past two days, I came out."

"I'm not good-looking. In the downtown area, maybe people really think I'm a handsome young man."

Yu Wenjun was a little sick in his heart, it was really hard for an unattractive woman to find a husband.

Although Jing Hanqing is talented, she is also a female politician. Because of this, it is even more difficult to find a husband. There are really too few men who are worthy of Jing Hanqing.

He said comfortingly: "Although you are not beautiful, you are not ugly either. There will always be someone who is usually a cardinal waiting for you in front of you."

"And at the moment, you are also the spirit of the sect."

After saying that, Yu Wenjun saluted Jing Hanqing with both hands very seriously.

Jing Hanqing lowered his eyebrows and returned the salute a little embarrassed.

Yu Wenjun straightened his body and asked, "Where is Yan Zhao?"

Jing Hanqing glanced behind Yu Wenjun, and before the door opened, he knew that Yu Wenjun was passing by in a hurry this time.

"Healed from his injuries, and there is no war right now. He took a break from his busy schedule and went to Dijian Valley to cultivate himself. It is said that there are home-cooked dishes that he loves."

Yu Wenjun nodded slightly, and said softly: "Everything is busy, remember to drink more wolfberries and red dates to nourish qi and blood."

Jing Hanqing hummed, and looked up, but the person in front of him was gone.

Dijian Valley.

Yu Wenjun came across the void, there is a single-plank bridge by the river, maybe on a whim, Yu Wenjun stepped on the single-plank bridge to cross the river, and still remembers that there is a master in Dijian Valley, and that master is the real confidence of Dijian Valley.

Many famous swords are all from the hands of that old master, but it is a pity that they have not been able to match them a few times before.

In the field of vision is a small attic building built against the mountain, and there is a pavilion at the foot of the mountain.

Yu Wenjun stepped out and came to the pavilion. Just as he was about to greet the disciples of Dijian Valley in the distance, he saw Yan Zhao coming from the mountain against the wind.

"It's really a rare visitor." Yan Zhao said with a smile.

When getting along in private, Yan Zhao has no red tape in front of Yu Wenjun, and so does Yu Wenjun.

After a while, I came to the pavilion, and two beautiful maids came behind me with the wind, and brought fruit snacks and a set of tea sets.

Yu Wenjun sat down and took a closer look at the current Yanzhao. His body was rosy and rosy, and his cultivation had reached a higher level.

It is easiest to elevate your cultivation by fighting for cultivation.

However, such a flourishing energy and blood, presumably, was slowly warmed up after arriving in Dijian Valley.

Some things vary from person to person...

Some people suffered all kinds of neglect and bullying in their hometown, and they were scarred and scarred.

For some people, the water and soil in their hometown is the most nourishing.

After the maid placed the tea set and poured tea for the two, she obediently stood by one side, waiting for orders at any time.

Yan Zhao said directly: "I know that you will not come here for no reason, what kind of sword do you want?"

Yu Wenjun did not refuse, and said bluntly: "The sword of the holy way is strong and tough, the charm of the sword is simple and unpretentious, and it has the style of everyone. The soul of the sword is pure and soft, without flaws."

"Jian Xin, as clear as a stream in the forest."

"The size is preferably under two feet eight."

Huangyue's body bones have not yet grown, if she uses a three-foot long sword as a pen, she will naturally be unable to use it.

After hearing this, Yan Zhao showed a look of embarrassment, pursed his lips and wanted to cry but said without tears: "There is no such sword blade in Dijian Valley, I'm afraid it will come to nothing, but it's okay, I will order someone to prepare it immediately." Banquet, let the son clean up the dust."

Yu Wenjun was slightly disappointed and said: "No need, in your opinion, where do I think I should go to find such a sword?"

Jun Yuwen doesn't know anything about the way of swordsmanship, so this matter is really not as good as Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao's expression was slightly condensed, and he didn't ask Yu Wenjun why he was looking for the sword, let alone who was looking for the sword, this is the measure.

After contemplating for a while, Yan Zhao said not very confidently: "In the past, I heard that Nanshan Jianzong had a sword named Tailing. It was two feet eight in size and two and a half inches wide. There is a majestic momentum, and the sword pattern is formed by the natural hammering of the thunder from the nine heavens."

"I have never seen the specific style. It is said that this sword has not yet had a sword owner, but it is estimated that it will not be rumored."

"What are the details, you have to come to the door to have a look."

Yu Wenjun hummed, then raised his teacup and took a sip.

Then he asked: "I don't know if I can meet that old senior this time?"

Yan Zhao paused, and said with a helpless smile, "It still doesn't work. The old man has recently retreated, and I am in charge of all matters in Dijian Valley, and I have to go to the sword furnace to work hard every day."

Yu Wenjun smiled lightly and said: "That's right, if fate doesn't come, it means fate doesn't come."

"For the time being, you are busy with matters big and small in Jiangu, and I will go ahead."

Yan Zhao stood up and said goodbye, but Yu Wenjun disappeared suddenly.

Nanshan Sword Sect.

The number one sword sect in the south, the gate is simple and beautiful, and the green mountains on both sides protect each other.

I wanted to discuss this matter with the suzerain who unfortunately lost his arm in the Montenegro battlefield in private, but I thought that I came here looking for a sword, and it would be better to come to worship the mountain formally.

In front of the mountain gate, the two guards of the Suiguang Realm wore uniform blue robes and uniforms. They were about 21 or [-] years old.

This is the custom in the south, guarding the gate symbolizes a style, and the appearance must be able to appear on the stage.

"My lord Yuwen, I'm here to pay homage to the mountain." Yuwenjun clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

Its voice is soft and its posture is dignified.

The two guards looked surprised, but soon calmed down again. Yu Wenjun is the only young man in the world who can come across the void.

Then one person performed the ceremony of holding the sword with both hands, and calmly responded: "Hall...Young master, wait a moment, I will go to send a message."

He almost called out to His Highness, so he would be out of touch, so it's better to call him Young Master.

In the Battle of the North Sea, although Yu Wenjun did not contribute, his reputation shook the north and the south.

Yu Wenjun smiled and said nothing, just thought it was funny.

The other person stood on the spot, tall and straight like a mountain, and his swordsmanship could be seen at a glance.

Yu Wenjun waited quietly, and did not pace around to pass the time. Under this mountain gate, he was like a devout believer.

The inner court of Nanshan Sword Sect.

When the guards on the mountain informed Yu Wenjun that he was coming to visit in person, Zhou Changqing and the other elders were surprised. They got up and said, "Prepare the banquet quickly and tell the chef. There will be a lot of rewards."

Zhou Changqing led several elders down the mountain to welcome the guests.

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(End of this chapter)