The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 224 The Battle of Heavenly Sword ([-])

In Jiuding Mountain, the aroma of roasted mutton wafts out from the temporary residence, and occasionally there is the sound of oil dripping on the fireworks. A young man in a simple and elegant blue Confucian uniform rolls up his sleeves neatly. He has not been seen for a long time. Sunshine's arm was white and warm under the orange-red firelight. The slender fingers that were supposed to be writing were methodically turning the browned mutton. The other hand was placed on the shoulder of the sleeping young man in white on his lap, and he patted it gently. caress.

Occasionally, he laid his eyes on the green sleeping face, and there were complex expressions in his eyes that showed sorrow, happiness and a little joy. Finally, he moved his hand from his shoulder to the face. The warm touch made him feel at ease. Subconsciously, he moved closer.

"If you take advantage of me while I'm sleeping again, believe it or not, I'll kick you."

Fengchou frowned in displeasure after being woken up, and slapped away the hand that was causing trouble on his face. Then he smelled the aroma of meat. When he opened his eyes and saw the roasted lamb being flipped and roasted on the fireworks, he couldn't help but froze for a moment: "This Where did the sheep come from?”

"Replaced with the system."

Qiu Yu raised his hand and cut off a piece of roasted loin, which was browned and oily, and placed it on the small plate prepared nearby. The snow-white bottom of the plate made the meat under the skin tender and juicy, making people move their fingers.

Fengchou thanked him and took it. He glanced at the thin blade used to cut meat in Qiu Yu's hand, and then connected with the previous answer, he couldn't help complaining: "Only you would trade the system for these useless things."

"The plot requires it. Desserts are not enough for you." Qiu Yu took out the unburned firewood and used flint to keep the remaining temperature of the roasted lamb.

"...Okay." This is not something to complain about. Fengchou glanced at the completely dark sky while eating. He didn't bother to ask such meaningless questions as why he didn't wake him up. Instead, he continued to ask what he had been saying before. What you care about: "You said before that I shouldn't be here. What did you mean?"

"Here Heaven is repairing the loopholes in this world, and I just happened to bump into it." After saying this, I realized that the other party might not understand this explanation, so I explained in more detail: "When the world is being repaired, it is easy to cause temporary chaos in time and space. .”

"So, here is?"

"future."

"……what?"

Feng Chou was a little confused, but he immediately connected everything that was wrong before. No wonder Jianzi seemed to be very familiar with him, and it was not surprising that the Buddhist sword appeared here. After all, it was the Buddhist sword from the past. Being imprisoned is not the future.

"Then what's going on with the sword shadow of Yagyu?" Feng Chou asked. Seeing that Qiu Yu didn't understand what it meant, he told the story about the sword shadow of Yagyu sacrificing himself to resist the Emperor Qi Tian. You must know that the battle of the sword is in After China.

Qiu Yu thought carefully and explained: "Maybe the power of the Heavenly Dao during its restoration resonated with the power of the rules in my body, causing some flaws in the plot, or in order to complete the real plot, after the battle of the Heavenly Sword, It may dissipate, and other people’s memories will be erased.”

In short, there is a bug, but...

"Where did you get the power of rules?"

Feng Chou stared at the expression on the other person's face suspiciously. Qiu Yu was stunned for a moment and replied calmly: "The previous rescue mission took some, just in case."

"...Why doesn't the Heavenly Dao here come and strike you with thunder?" I originally thought that if I robbed the Confucian sect boss, it would be enough to seek death, but I didn't expect that there would be someone more seeking death, but why did I feel that it was taken for granted? Feel.

Feng Chou didn't cover his face silently. Qiu Yu saw that the other party didn't pursue the question just now, and continued: "That's why I said you shouldn't appear here. If you come to a time outside the mission without a medium, you will be lost in the world. There is no way to return, and the severe body and soul will disappear because they cannot bear the passage of time."

"Media..." Fengchou didn't think of the pigeon bones that disliked him, so he said this, and then calmly took a bite of roast mutton: "It's probably because of the plot that I was specially asked to come here. Qiu Yu should send me back after finishing his journey."

Qiu Yu looked indifferent: "It's best this way."

Speaking of the plot, Fengchou opened the system interface to see if he could know the result just now, and then... why was it the result of the backstab? !He was almost beaten to death, okay? !There is a dull pain in my ribs just thinking about it.

Qiu Yu saw that Feng Chou's expression suddenly turned ugly, so he came over to take a look, and guessed: "Maybe I suppressed you too much, so I decided that you didn't go all out, Shang."

Feng Chou Farewell: "(￢_￢)What do you think?"

Qiu Yu: "Why don't you stab me in the back instead of Shang?"

"This is not a matter of backstabbing or not." Fengchou turned away from the system interface and said with an ugly face: "If this is really the key to going back, it means that one of us will have to stay here."

When Qiu Yu heard this, he was not very worried: "Shang, did you leave any media over there?"

Feng Chou was stunned for a moment, thinking of the pot of calamus: "Does the spiritual power of the yin bone count?"

"Forget it." Qiu Yu nodded and reassured: "As long as there is a medium, we can go back smoothly."

Feng Chou breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of the strangeness when they met before, and asked: "One more question, why did you react like that when I just met you?"

Qiu Yu looked dazed again, pursed his lips, and did not answer.

"Could you be..." Fengchou squinted his eyes, and said speechlessly in the face of the other party's slightly nervous eyes: "I thought it was Chizhu pretending to be me, and I thought he was determined to devour the master and usurp the throne. , that’s why you’re so angry, right?”

Then he contacted Jiang Yin about how he knelt down to apologize when he just woke up, and felt that his guess was pretty accurate: "Please, it's been so many years, and it's not the first day you've met him. And I've said it many times, others may There will be thoughts of replacing me, but it is absolutely impossible for him." As he said that, he leaned over and lowered his voice: "Have you ever seen the heart betray the body?"

"Chizhu was tampered with when creating it." Qiu Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the young man's speechless expression. He couldn't help but raise his hand to caress his cheek: "Even if there is a problem with the heart, it will be fatal."

"After all, don't touch it."

Feng Chou smacked his hand away unceremoniously again, knowing that he couldn't make Qiu Yu change his mind. After all, after so many years, he was almost used to it. If one day the other party told him that Chi Zhu was trustworthy, he would do it. I wonder if something is wrong.

"By the way, what's going on with you today?" After taking the mutton that had been cut again, Fengchou couldn't help but frown, instead of staring at the indifferent face as usual: "Just touch my face while I'm sleeping, it's just a competition. It's not like you would do it if you were still distracted."

Qiu Yu didn't answer, but looked at him quietly with his aqua eyes, which made Feng Chou feel confused and uncomfortable. He turned around and coughed lightly: "Well, for the sake of us being colleagues, If you really have any psychological discomfort, I can help you with it, free of charge."

Qiu Yu noticed the other party's small movement of quietly pushing the mutton here, and felt warm in his heart. He chose to tell the truth: "You begged me to kill you, and I agreed. Now that I see you, I am very glad that I failed."

"I beg you to kill me?" When Fengchou heard this, his first reaction was disbelief. Then he thought of something and asked tentatively: "Well, after I peeled off my soul body, did my memory stay in it?" That period of punishment?”

Seeing Qiu Yu nodding, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Ah, I had a pretty bad personality at that time. It must have given you a headache. I didn't even like me at that time."

He is sensitive, suspicious, and has a bad temper. He also has a desire to die because of the appearance of Chizhu, and he may indeed commit suicide behavior.

"No." Qiu Yu shook his head, with a sincere smile on his face: "We like it very much."

"Hey~ don't be so sensational all of a sudden." Fengchou rubbed his arms uncomfortably, but still felt that something was wrong: "This alone shouldn't make you react so much, after all, my physical problems are not just a day. It’s been two days. If I’m gone, I can replace it with one with a better foundation. You…”

Seeing the sudden cold expression on the other party's face, Feng Chou couldn't help but hold back his words. Feeling guilty for some reason, he asked cautiously: "You...are you angry?"

Qiu Yu didn't answer, but just pushed the mutton on the plate over and motioned for him to eat it while it was hot.

Just when he was about to ask, a figure appeared outside the wide open door. He had a white beard and white clothes, and his eyebrows revealed an intimidating heroic spirit. He had the aura of a congenital master, but the smile on his face was revealed the next moment. Wiped away completely.

"Senior Jianzi."

After knowing that this was the future, Fengchou said goodbye without any awkwardness at the beginning. He stood up calmly and bowed his hands in salute. Qiu Yu also nodded in greeting and asked with a smile: "Swordsman, do you want to have dinner together?"

"That's not necessary." Jianzi looked at the roasted lamb that was exuding heat and the aroma of meat, then glanced at Qiu Yu's rolled-up sleeves, and joked clearly: "I really want to try the skill of counting orders, but I had made an appointment to treat Doctor Feng to dinner to apologize, but I had no choice but to miss it."

"Apologise?" The smile was still there, but his eyes were a little colder. He looked slightly at the young man beside him. Feng Chou was speechless and mumbled: "It was just a joke, senior Jianzi, don't mind."

Jianzi also noticed the change in Qiu Yu's mood, so he stopped mentioning the words of apology: "Yeah~ jokes must be kept as promised. Could it be that in the eyes of Doctor Feng, Jianzi Xianji is a person who is unwilling to spend money? ?"... Feng Chou didn't want to remind the other party that he still owed Longsu an unpaid debt. Of course, he could only think about it and said with a look of embarrassment: "Of course this is not what Senior Jianzi said, it's just me and Brother has already had dinner, and if we go any further, we will only be wasting all of Senior Jianzi's efforts."

"This is indeed the case." Jianzi nodded slightly and stopped insisting: "Well, let's wait until the competition is over tomorrow. Doctor Feng must leave this opportunity for dinner to me~"

"Senior Jianzi values ​​​​so much, Chou Farewell will naturally not live up to this good intention."

After chatting for a few more words, Jianzi said goodbye and left. After Fengchou didn't wait for others to leave, he immediately picked up Qiu Yu's cut mutton and started eating it. While eating, he asked casually: "You and Jianzi and the others How is your relationship?"

"It's kind of a friend."

"That's strange." Feng Chou recalled the conversation just now and was very confused: "Logically speaking, Jianzi Xianji is not someone who would neglect his friends, but he invited me just now, and he didn't mention you in his words. Take it with me, it seems that... I want you to be left alone?"

Qiu Yu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't give an explanation. He just continued to cut off the roasted lamb and provided a one-stop feeding service. Feng Chou didn't say anything more, and the two of them finished the roasted lamb together. After finishing, they cleaned up the mess and went back to their rooms to rest.

One side fell asleep calmly, but the other side couldn't sleep.

Dao realm Xuanzong.

Although the curfew has not been lifted, there are still many disciples who go out to compete with the elders who are patrolling. Even if they are punished by copying books, they still get stronger and braver. Especially when Uncle Shaobai is on patrol, they go out. There are even more disciples who don’t go back to sleep after practicing.

Because Master Shaobai has the best temper, even if he catches them, he will not immediately send them back to copy books. He will also remind them to be careful. If they meet Master Jin Liuying, the punishment will be increased, and they will also be deducted a month. money.

Tonight it was Master Shaobai's turn to inspect again. Xuanzong's disciples were ready to practice outside all night. As a result, they saw Master Shaobai dressed in white from a distance, with a noble golden shadow next to him, and a handsome look on his face. Unsmiling majesty.

A disciple of Xuanzong who had just found a good place: ...I can’t afford to offend this, so I slipped away.JPG
With Shaobai's eyesight, he saw several figures leaving quickly from a distance. He had a sense of fear that he would be caught copying books if he was too late. At the same time, a cold snort came from beside him.

Shaobai also knew that his inspection was indeed too loose, and it was hard to say anything. Just when he was thinking about finding a topic to lighten the atmosphere, he saw two disciples coming in a hurry. They were dressed as sword cultivators.

"I've met Master Jin and Master Shaobai."

The two disciples stopped and saluted respectfully.

Jin Liuying frowned slightly and said coldly: "It's already curfew time, why are you still staying outside?"

"Disciple acknowledges his mistake. We just received a message from a spiritual pigeon from our senior brother who went to a difficult place for training. We were worried that it would delay important matters, so we hurriedly rushed to deliver the message." The two explained in unison. After hearing this, Shaobai stepped forward. Asked: "Are you a disciple of Senior Brother Zhe?"

The two nodded, and one of them took out the dove and handed it over respectfully: "It says it is for you, Uncle Shaobai."

Shaobai reached out to take it and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest. Don't stay outside too much." The last sentence was also addressed to the other disciples who wanted to try to compete with Jin Liuying.

"Yes. Martial Uncle Jin, Martial Uncle Shaobai, disciples have to retreat first."

Things happened for a reason, Jin Liuying no longer cared about it too much, nodded slightly: "Yeah."

After the two disciples left, Shaobai turned the dove into a letter, opened it and looked at it carefully, with a look of surprise and joy on his face: "Don't worry about it appearing in a difficult situation!"

Jin Liuying could not help but be stunned for a moment when he heard the name he had not heard again for a long time: "Farewell to Fengchou?"

"Well!" Shaobai put the letter away, his eyes full of excitement: "Choubie kept his promise and really came back again. The master shouldn't have fallen asleep yet. Brother Jin, let's go and tell the master the good news. ! Oh, and Senior Brother Cang and the others!"

Jin Liuying's expression was a little complicated, but he still agreed to Shaobai's proposal to go to the Xuanzong leader, and the inspection could be left to his own disciples.

Although the sect leader's study is usually brightly lit at this time, the situation this time is different from before, and so is the atmosphere.

Shaobai opened the letter and unfolded the portrait attached inside. Although the painting was a little simpler, it was not difficult to connect the green eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting with the face in his memory, and also with the portrait that had not been carefully preserved. The yellowed and damaged images are very similar.

"The letter said that Choubie was participating in the Battle of the Heavenly Sword in Misery. He accidentally lost the election and should leave after the Battle of the Heavenly Sword." Zhe Shanjun carefully read the contents of the letter and explained.

Cang glanced at the high-spirited young man standing with a sword in the portrait, and said calmly: "I went to participate in the Heavenly Sword Battle in the Dilemma as soon as Chou Farewell arrived. It should be to complete the task. As for whether he will come to Xuanzong after completing it..."

The words are not finished, the meaning is clear.

Dao Wuyu nodded slightly, looking at Shaobai's excited look and the joyful expressions more or less revealed by Cang and the others, he made a plan in his mind: "Whether you want to come to Xuanzong or not, you have to ask in person to know, but Xuanzong must not be left without someone in charge. People, Jiufang Chi and others are still short of fire, and they need someone to guide them."

"Then I'll stay." Zijing Yi shook the feather fan in his hand and said with a joking smile: "Chou Farewell calls me a 'venomous tongue'. If you avoid me if you see me, it will be my sin." "

"I will stay too." Jin Liuying continued, without giving any reason, but he knew it all. Mo Chenyin shrugged and joked: "Since the four strange ones have left two, then I Of course it’s hard to leave.”

Dao Wuyu suggested: "It's better to do this. Liu Xian Si Qi will go to Xian Shou and Qi Shou, and Shao Bai and I will be the only ones. Since there are people left to manage, Chou Bu will not feel left out."

Zhe Shanjun hesitated and said: "Jin Liuying, you..."

"Qi Shou is yours. I said that I will sit on this position openly and without any courtesy from you." Jin Liuying interrupted coldly. Zhe Shanjun was about to say something else when Mo Chen heard from the side. He pushed his waist and abdomen with his elbow and stopped talking.

Dao Wuyu: "If there are no objections, the matter has been settled. Without further delay, we will go to the misery tonight."

"Yes, sect leader (master)."

So on the next day, the disciples who came to class discovered that the string leader had been replaced by Uncle Mo Chenyin. Someone asked about it privately. A disciple who knew about it explained: "I heard from the sword cultivators who sent the letter last night. It was said that Uncle Feng appeared in the misery, so the sect master took Xian Shou and the others to the misery."

"Uncle Feng? Is he the uncle Feng who was called Xuanzong's benefactor by Lawyer Dingtian and the others? How come I heard people say that Uncle Feng died in the battle of Shenzhou?"

"Where did you hear this? The sect leader and others said that Uncle Feng is still alive!"

"Oh, the rumors are not credible..."

Jiuding Mountain.

Fengchoubie, who knew nothing about what happened on the other side, was standing in a spectator position, watching the final showdown between Qiu Yu and Ye Xiaochai. If they really fought, it was hard to say who the winner would be, let alone being good at awareness. Qiu Yu in the realm can just restrain Ye Xiaochai's heart sword...

However, Qiu Yu's attitude towards maintaining the plot suppressed his emphasis on the comparison test. The final result was a tie just like in the game. Then Feng Chou found a little surprise in the eyes of the people around him, and then looked at him.

Feng Choubie: ...No need to confirm, he was the one who was beaten half to death by that guy yesterday. That guy did let off steam.

Long Su raised his fan to cover his face, his eyes were deep in thought: Qiu Yu, what do you want to do?

Liu Zhuyi also noticed Qiu Yu's act of letting go, but he didn't say much. He just asked the two of them to step forward and get closer to Tianjian. If the sword energy released by Tianjian fell on someone, then that person would be Tianjian's. Owner.

Naturally, the result was not visible. The demon Ying Fengguang, who had turned into a spirit from Taiyi, naturally did not want a heavenly sword to become the leader of ten thousand swords. The Taiyi sword energy left behind by his negative energy caused damage to the heavenly sword, and the six baht clothes were only After the Heavenly Sword returns to normal, let the two of them try it again.

Knowing that it was impossible to come again, Qiu Yu, who abided by the plot, still nodded and agreed. At this point, the battle for the Heavenly Sword was over. Feng Chou had to go through the plot of his life experience again, so Qiu Yu went to find a place to stay at the foot of the mountain first. , the two made an appointment to meet at the foot of the mountain in the evening.

(End of this chapter)