Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 456 See you again
The sword is taught every three days, and the sword is practiced every seven days. Today is the first day of the sword academy. All the sword students are here, and they sit in a bright hall. It is the first time Pei Ye has seen such a layout - a flat area of ​​30 meters in the middle, and the sword students sit around it in a circle. It is obviously for the convenience of sword practice during the class.

What’s surprising is that there are many unfamiliar faces. I guess they are the previous generation of swordsmen who came to listen.

The person who came today was a master from Qingcheng, wearing a neat Taoist robe. He was over forty years old, with a fair face and fine eyebrows, and a very elegant temperament.

The man must have a lot of experience in teaching, as he started to talk at the beginning. It was the first time for Pei Ye to listen to a stranger teaching sword theory, and he came from such a distant and unfamiliar southwest. He listened to this class very curiously and seriously, as if he saw a sword sect he had never met before slowly peeling off the fog in front of him.

He held a blank booklet and a thin pen, and in one class he wrote five pages of crooked writing that he himself probably wouldn't be able to understand after a while.

"What's the point of taking this when you have the [Quail Head]?" the black cat asked calmly.

Pei Ye ignored it.

Qingcheng has always had a tradition of traveling to the immortal realm, and the swordplay is also deeply influenced by it. The style is very elegant, with an emphasis on using the sword to guide the body. I don't know if it's because of the steepness and danger of Mount Shu, the swordplay is also unique and refreshing.

This is indeed very different from the style of the Central Plains, but the more Pei Ye listened, the more he felt a sense of familiarity, as if it were a distant relative - the Yufei sword he was most familiar with was also a surprisingly elegant sword in the mountains, and he felt quite enlightened after verifying it.

The difference between the two lies in that the jadeite is a cicada bird with spirits, the so-called jade turning corpse into life, with a sense of life change; the Qingcheng sword is more like a deep and steep green mountain, with immortals and strong apes in between.

In general, Pei Ye felt that he had gained a lot from this course. After finishing it, he still felt that it was not enough. He only felt that there were two shortcomings:
One was that this senior's conversation was too elegant, always mixed with poetry and allusions. After the class, he even left behind seven books on Qingcheng sword theory, saying that they were just for getting started, which dampened Pei Ye's good mood for the most part.

Secondly, Pei Ye decided not to sit at the same table with Yang Zhenbing next time - this guy really didn't like to help fellow practitioners. He was fine for the first quarter of an hour, and he would get answers to his questions, but when it came to the twentieth question, he ignored him and was quite cold and indifferent.

Pei Ye also tried to enter the Sword Ladder yesterday. Just as Qiu Jizi said, it was not just a plan. When Pei Ye tried to arrange his swordsmanship according to the Sword Ladder, that kind of magic was indeed coming towards him faintly.

Unfortunately, the time was too short and I didn’t really get the hang of it.

It was noon when the class ended. Pei Ye, Wang Shousi, Ning Shuhong and Zhu Shishi walked out of the yard while chatting. Wang Shousi said there was a noodle shop with delicious food just outside the street and invited them to try it.

".There will be a game in seven days, and then we will see the truth."

"Brother Pei, would you like to meet up with a sword master this afternoon?"

"No, I won't go back to the Sword Academy after lunch."

"Oh?"

Pei Ye was about to answer, but when he stepped out of the courtyard, he was stunned.

I saw a noble carriage parked quietly on the roadside opposite, and the horse it was pulling was handsome and docile.

The curtains of the carriage were drawn down, not revealing the identity of its owner.

"It seems that we can't have this dish anymore." Pei Ye smiled apologetically, "Let's make an appointment next time."

"Oh, okay." The two looked at each other blankly.

Pei Ye walked to the front of the car, straightened his clothes, restrained his expression, lifted the curtain and got in the car. A bright pearl softly illuminated the space. A small heater on the table was on, and the weather was like spring.

Xu Chuo sat down under the pearl, put down the book, raised his eyes and said calmly: "We meet again, Young Master Pei."

"Thank you for your care." Pei Ye sat down opposite her, "I thought you would wait for me at Xiuwen Hall."

"Later I realized that I was meddling." Xu Chuo made tea and said calmly, "In the Daoqi Society, Shao Jianjun's name is indeed much more useful than mine."

"No, no, your greeting is also important."

"Are you close to Ming Qitian?" ".Ah?"

"I know you two know each other, but I didn't expect that she would recommend you and build a sword ladder." Xu Chuo raised his eyes to look at him, "From what I know, she is very indifferent in Shenjing and hardly speaks to anyone."

Pei Ye blurted out: "That's because the people of Shenjing have their own agenda, and Miss Ming doesn't like it."

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"It seems that the relationship is very good." Xu Chuo placed a small cup of crystal clear tea in front of him. The white porcelain was light green and the fragrance was lingering.

Pei Ye shook hands, feeling a little awkward, but still said frankly, "Miss Ming and I are friends who trust each other with life and death."

"Oh."

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"You don't know how to make tea?" Xu Chuo asked.

Pei Ye was stunned: "No."

Xu Chuo nodded: "Tea is a common courtesy. No matter how close you are, you can always brew a pot of tea when you sit together. There are many powerful people in the capital. When they meet, they don't judge by their martial arts skills like in the martial arts world. In most occasions, there is no opportunity to show off your martial arts. At this time, your elegance and etiquette become the third window for people to observe you besides your appearance and conversation."

"Oh oh." Pei Ye nodded, then hesitated, "But Xu. Master, even if I have learned some elegant etiquette, I am still a rough man at heart. Isn't this cheating?"

Xu Chuo raised the corner of his lips slightly: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I'm teaching you manners, not teaching you to act like a nobleman."

"profound."

"Besides, changing one's status is not that simple." Xu Chuo lowered his eyebrows, "Let alone a few elegant etiquettes, even if you really read the Four Books and Five Classics, and are proficient in statecraft, poetry, calligraphy, and chess, what determines your status is still the blood in your bones."

She said this coldly, and Pei Ye was confused. He just took a sip of tea and nodded.

Instead, he discovered the reason why her eyes were so deep and beautiful - her pupils were light brown, but not too clear. Instead, they seemed covered with a layer of misty fog.

"Besides Ming Qitian and this cat, you probably don't have any other friends you can trust with your life or death, right?"

Pei Ye was quiet for a moment, and for a moment he thought of the blue skirt in Bowang City. Then, the man's free and handsome figure appeared in his mind again, and then Zhang Junxue, Yang Yan, etc.
"There are still some." Pei Ye said somewhat embarrassedly.

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Xu Chuo sighed calmly, "When I heard about you, I heard that you were an orphan in the mountains, with no one to rely on, and that you were coming to Shenjing to seek refuge with me. I thought that we share the same hatred and the same path, so we can trust each other in life and death. You came to Shenjing alone, and I am your only support."

"Who would have thought that while traveling, I would meet so many friends who would know me through life and death." Xu Chuo raised his eyes and looked at him, "I have become an outsider."

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Pei Ye pursed his lips, thinking that you knew me long ago, but I didn't know you long ago, so this is just wishful thinking. I have lived and died with several friends, and fought against enemies side by side, but I just met you for the first time. Although I am grateful, it is inevitable that our friendship is not deep.
But of course he didn't say this out loud, he just acted embarrassed.

"We'll talk about this later." Xu Chuo didn't care and drank the last sip of tea. "There has been some progress in the matter of the barbarians trying to assassinate you."

(End of this chapter)