Sheng Fu

Chapter 542
The sword fighting arena gradually returned to calm, and everyone left slowly as if they were thinking and realizing.

Yu Wenjun followed Zhou Changqing to the gate of the hidden sword pavilion, Zhou Changqing entered it alone, and Yu Wenjun waited quietly outside.

At the gate, there are two pine trees, which are quite rare Yulong pine trees. They are condensed like swords and straight like dragons. It is a treasure land of geomantic omen like Yuxi Town, and the number of Yulong pine trees can be counted on the fingers.

Nanshan Sword Sect really has a profound foundation.

As for the inside story, it can be concluded by combat power.

This time when he came to Nanshan Sword Sect to seek swords, Yu Wenjun also deeply felt that the Hengchang Sect's foundation was insufficient, but this was a full job, and it took at least ten years of hard work to cultivate a little bit of foundation.

Mr. Yu Wen became more and more aware that it was only a temporary solitary courage to set off the wind and waves, and to walk on the waves was a long-term solution, but he was a bit more discouraged.

It is very difficult to grasp the proportion.

High-quality wood needs to be placed in a cool place to dry naturally. Thinking of this, Yu Wenjun unconsciously showed a wry smile.

After a long time, Zhou Changqing walked out from the hidden sword pavilion, and brought out a sword box, with a strange expression, like the eyes of an old father when he married his daughter, with tears overflowing slightly.

Solemnly handed the sword box to Yu Wenjun, and said affectionately: "Be sure to cherish it, this sword is rare, not weak Liuxue."

Yu Wenjun bowed his head and said: "Thank you for your generosity and understanding. A gentleman does not take what others like. This time, I really became a villain."

Zhou Changqing smiled bitterly again and again: "Young master is not a villain, but the good things in this world are only a handful of them. Everyone wants them, so naturally they can't get them. Maybe this sword has nothing to do with my Nanshan Sword Sect."

Yu Wenjun took a step back and bowed, saying: "The government is busy, so I will take a step ahead. After Beihai is safe and stable, I will treat Nanshan Jianzong to have a good wine."

Zhou Changqing nodded with a smile, and saw the young man in front of him crossing the void.

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Beihai, Mingyue Mountain.

On the top of the nine-storey pagoda, Yu Wenjun came back, first took a look at the seascape in all directions, and then solemnly placed the sword box on the table. After a while, his wife and Chu Jinyan arrived.

"It's just in time, let's see what the sword looks like." Yu Wenjun said softly.

Slowly opening the sword box, a sword about 27 in length appeared in front of several people.

The handle of the sword is engraved with patterns of dragon and phoenix, the texture is fine, like a thousand-year-old jade.

The scabbard is made of high-quality ten thousand-year-old black wood, which exudes a burst of woody fragrance. After taking a deep breath, you will suddenly feel that your mind is broadened, and the dantian is clear and pleasant.

Jing Peiyao stepped forward and pulled out the sword. The spine of the sword was as straight as a mountain, with fine lines and natural lightning patterns on it, but the quality of the sword was not heavy, even a little light.

Wei Wei stabbed out with a sword, and a surge of sword wind rushed towards the distance.

Great ingenuity and unworkable, dignified and majestic, with a dark and harmonious sword rhyme.

Jing Peiyao squinted her eyes for a closer look, and said, "Although Dijian Valley's sword-making techniques can be refined, it is difficult to produce such sharp weapons with Dijian Valley's current background."

"Where did this sword come from?"

Yu Wenjun smiled slightly, sure enough nothing could be hidden from his wife's clear eyes.

Said softly: "I have been to Dijian Valley, Yanzhao told me that there is no suitable sword, so I went to Nanshan Jianzong for a walk. It is the top spot in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, when Zhou Changqing handed this sword to me, he almost burst into tears."

"In the future, Huangyue will succeed in her cultivation, so she must return this favor to Nanshan Sword Sect."

Jing Peiyao secretly sighed: "So that's the case, since people don't worry about it, it's fine."

Chu Jinyan at the side poured tea and water, placed fruit plates, and Yu Wenjun's favorite grapes.

Yu Wenjun took his seat, leaned back slightly, and said, "Have you finished writing the moral article?"

Jing Peiyao returned the spirit to its sheath, and said confidently: "Not yet, I don't know where to start writing."

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said, "Fuyao."

Jing Peiyao's expression was fixed, she looked straight at Yu Wenjun, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this article too big?"

Yu Wenjun said slowly: "It's not too big, Huangyue will go there sooner or later, I'm just a suggestion."

"If at a certain moment, you are suddenly enlightened, and immediately write quickly, an article will be completed."

Although Yu Wenjun can do this for him, it is not suitable. Yu Wenjun has no right to participate in the affairs of the Fuyao family, and he can only contribute money and strength.

Jing Peiyao pondered: "Perhaps I was teaching Huangyue, and I was quite upset and irritable, so it was difficult to write a book. This matter really needs a suitable opportunity."

When it comes to writing articles, you must not force yourself, especially the articles for Huangyue.

Yu Wenjun thought for a while and said: "I haven't eaten yet, if I don't let you go, I will leave Mingyue Mountain for a while and go to Bazhou to find an authentic restaurant?"

Jing Peiyao pursed her lips and said, "It's okay, but I really don't have the intention to cook. When the little guy sees me cooking, he always looks at me with contempt, and wants to clean her up several times. "

Yu Wenjun almost laughed out loud, took a sip of tea, and ate a few grapes.

The female emperor's descendants can neither follow Confucianism, nor Taoism, nor Buddhism orthodoxy, but only self-enlightenment, everything must open up wasteland, and move forward step by step.

This is difficult, even more difficult than the human race defeating the protoss.

Jing Peiyao suddenly asked: "What are you going to eat? North pasta is good."

Yu Wenjun said without hesitation: "Then eat noodles."

The young couple crossed the void and left here, and arrived at a tall building in Bazhou.

Because of the battle with the Shenzu a few days ago, although the people in Bazhou are not in danger, there are still some people who went to the southern border. Almost all of these people are from relatively rich families. Going away will have a big impact on the economy and trade in Bazhou, and even the economy and trade in neighboring states and counties.

Although the Helian family has deep roots in Bazhou, the people think that the army of the gods is stronger, and the people who stay here are either small families or ordinary people without much money.

Compared with previous years, Bazhou has become increasingly depressed.

Although the seafood business is good, it is difficult for ordinary merchants to get a share of the pie.

On the tall building, the autumn wind blew past, and Yu Wenjun thought deeply: "I always feel that something is wrong, but I feel that everything is right."

Jing Peiyao said with a soft smile: "The common people have followed the crowd since ancient times. Whoever stutters is the parents. However, the common people are just a part of the family and the country. They should not be kidnapped by the so-called morality and benevolence. With the arrival of the real prosperous age, the people at the bottom are still living very hard, and there is no hope for life."

"Everyone becomes a king, everyone becomes a dragon. In my opinion, it is a delusion after all."

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and said implicitly: "But some people, even if they are given a high position, will soon fall down, and then their reputation will be ruined, and their bodies will be covered with bruises."

Jing Peiyao said with a disdainful smile: "Ability is only strong or weak, there is no distinction between good and bad. It's hard to hear the words of winners and losers, but it's the truth. Therefore, there are leaders and politicians in this world."

"But if everything has a definite number, good and bad positions are clear, the class is clear, the up and down passages are smooth, and there is no regret, this world will be abnormal."

"That's why hope has value."

"The so-called success and fame are worthy of praise."

(End of this chapter)