Martial arts: The prodigal sword demon starts with his master Hongxue

The sound of reading from the teacher and a group of scholars came from the distance.

Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It should be a very happy thing to be able to live in Fuxian Academy forever, right?"

"Yes." Xiu Mei smiled slightly, "Master Ye Chen! Come with me."

"Thank you for the eyebrow embroidery girl."

Xiu Mei smiled softly, "Young Master Ye is so nice to talk to. In terms of age, I'm more than ten years older than you."

"Really? Why do I feel like the eyebrow embroidery girl is like a girl!"

"Really?" Xiu Mei looked at Ye Chen in surprise. In ancient times, men were not as glib as modern people. After all, men and women were different. But Ye Chen was different. He was also open-minded. After all, everyone likes to hear nice words. , As for whether it is true or false, it is not important in itself. What is important is that it makes the listener feel happy. That is enough.

"Yes, of course." Ye Chen looked at Xiu Mei, "Xiu Mei, what were you writing down with a pen and paper just now?"

"Those are the martial arts secrets of various sects in the martial arts world. I record them every day. After recording them, they will be sent to the Sutra Pavilion."

"Why do you have the secrets of other sects?" Ye Chen asked curiously.

Xiu Mei sighed, "I won't mention this matter anymore. Although it is a secret book of various sects, it is not one of the top martial arts in the world. If you want to get it, who do you think is best? Got the secret book?"

Ye Chen thought for a moment, "A person from the court?"

"Well," Xiu Mei took a deep look at Ye Chen, feeling secretly frightened. She picked up a white scholar's robe and handed it to Ye Chen, "Mr. Ye, do you think this dress fits you?"

After Ye Chen took over the robe, he put it on subconsciously.

"Very suitable!"

"Master Ye's figure and figure are suitable for any kind of clothes." Xiu Mei looked at Ye Chen up and down.

Ye Chen has a flawless appearance, like an immortal, and his movements are elegant and calm. Although his slender hands are a little pale, they still look so good-looking.

The seven-star jasper sword carried behind him now exudes the cold light of black iron, making people admire Ye Chen's temperament.

"This is a good knife." Xiu Mei said.

"Ah."

"This sword is quite perfect, flawless. Judging from the handiwork, it is similar to the forging technique of Ou Yezi, the number one swordsmith in China. Could it be that the person who forged this sword is Mr. Ou Yezi?" Xiu Mei asked curiously.

Ye Chen didn't answer directly.

Xiu Mei nodded, "It's okay if you don't want to say it. It's getting late. There is a ladder going upstairs next door. As long as you climb up, you can see the small room next to the window. That's where you go to bed. A place to stay.”

"Thank you."

"As long as you don't dislike the small size of this free college, you can stay here as long as you want." Xiu Mei smiled slightly, turned around slowly, but had already returned to the front door, and continued to sit in front of the door of the room where she fell asleep, lowering her head and reviewing Jianghu secrets.

After Ye Chen climbed up the ladder, there was a small room next to the window that could accommodate one person to sleep.

The room was small, but it was no problem to just fall asleep and get rid of the wind and cold.

Ye Chen leaned outside the window and looked up at this magical Idle College.

"It's really a good time here. Did she live in a place like this before?" Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh, and he couldn't help but be curious about what kind of person Yan Yushu was more than 6100 years ago.

Ye Chen closed his eyes to rest and spread his consciousness.

I could vaguely feel the faint aura of a strong man in the courtyard to the left of the main hall of the academy.

That kind of breath is very weak.

But it just gives people a very scary feeling.

Ye Chen landed from a high place and walked toward the courtyard.

A servant was leaning against the entrance, eyes closed and concentrating, snoring at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Chen's figure flashed.

The moment I first stepped into the courtyard.

"Ok?"

"Humph!"

A soft hum came.

An invisible sword energy was swung out!

Ye Chen's expression changed and his figure flashed!People have unconsciously exited the courtyard.

"Young man, you are not allowed to enter here without permission!" Dongfang Chi's voice sounded.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, and when he came to his senses, he saw Dongfang Chi appearing beside him.

"What was that just now?"

"That's the dean of Fuxian Academy." Dongfang Chi sighed, "There is actually someone who can escape from Ling'er's invisible sword energy."

"This sword energy is very weak, but it is very difficult to dodge. The owner of the sword energy just wants to persuade me to retreat," Ye Chen said with a slight smile.

"You are a teachable boy. As expected of Ye Chen!" Dongfang Chi said with a smile.

"Who is the master of this courtyard?"

"She doesn't want to be disturbed, which means she doesn't want to see people. If she doesn't want to see people, you shouldn't disturb her." Dongfang Chi said.

"It seems that the master of the hospital is not only good at martial arts but also has a bad temper."

"Haha!" Dongfang Chi laughed out loud, "If she had a bad temper, would you, Ye Chen, be able to survive now?"

"..." Ye Chen secretly felt funny, but Ye Chen didn't refute.

I thought of the terrifying swordsmanship of the female swordsman dressed in white as snow a hundred years later, and I couldn't help but feel curious.

Was her martial arts so high 100 years ago?

The invisible sword energy just now was absolutely impossible for even an extraordinary saint to avoid.

Ye Chen thought with lingering fear.

In the courtyard, there was a faint strange sound.

That was the sound of someone cooking.

The other party was lowering her head, cooking carefully, arrogant and unfocused. Even when someone tried to break in just now, she didn't take it too seriously. Even when Ye Chen easily dodged her invisible sword energy, she didn't take it seriously at all. care.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have been shocked by Ye Chen's amazing Qinggong.

An hour later.

Ye Chen sat in the main hall of the academy, listening to the Master teaching. The classmates around him were listening carefully, "Last night, I saw the legendary Wushan Goddess!"

"real or fake?"

"Of course!!"

"When I got up in the middle of the night, I was going to go to the bathroom, and I saw a white light falling from the sky across the sky, and the figure looked like it was descending from the sky! Although it was only a fleeting moment, I feel that I will never forget it in this life. It was definitely legendary. The goddess of Wushan!!”

"I think you are crazy about women, right?"

"Absolutely not!" The scholar felt a little helpless when he saw that his friend did not believe what he said, "But maybe he is really dreaming? As for the Wushan Goddess, I think anyone who sees her amazing side will be like me. What’s unforgettable is that maybe you met the Wushan Goddess in a dream, right?”

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Ye Chen listened, smiled slightly, and asked, "Brother, do you still remember when and where the Wushan Goddess appeared?"

After hearing this, Scholar Wen thought for a while, "You, don't think about it. Many people have seen the Wushan Goddess before, but it is fleeting. I saw it yesterday, but it does not necessarily mean that I can see it today! "

"So many people have seen the Wushan Goddess?"

"Yeah, but most people only get a glimpse of it, rather than seeing it every day, but the only similarity is that... the Wushan Goddess will appear near the Sutra Pavilion every time."

Ye Chen pondered, is it the Sutra Pavilion?

Is this where the books that Xiu Mei sorts out every day are sent?

Ye Chen turned back and looked at the location of the Sutra Collection Pavilion not far away from the main hall.

In front of the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion.

A master is putting his hands on the Sutra Pavilion.

"Only those who have contributed a lot to Fu Xian Academy can enter this Sutra Pavilion!!" The scholar said with a smile.

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Ye Chen listened silently.

"But it is said that the greatest secret book in the martial arts is hidden in the Sutra Pavilion!! It's a pity that we scholars can't get in."

"why?"

"Because the custody of the Sutra Pavilion is very strict! You are new here, and you don't understand. There are masters guarding the Sutra Pavilion almost twelve hours a day!"

"Wushan Goddess?"

"Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" Ye Chen took a sip of wine playfully and said calmly, "Ye Chen! Don't drink during class!" The master threw a piece of chalk at Ye Chen. ,

Ye Chen dodged sideways and avoided the attack.

"...Good boy, he is worthy of being a talent valued by the Lord." The master also smiled and was not angry.

Lord?

I should say Dongfang Chi, right?

into the night.

The night was dark.

lonely night.

The bright moon hangs high.

The evening wind blows.

Ye Chen was alone, leaning outside the window, admiring the Fuxing Academy under the night.

The Fuxing Academy is really not that big, the total number of students and masters in it is only 30.

In front of the gate, there are still many people in the world looking at the martial arts ranking list set by Fuxing Academy.

"The number one master: I will not forgive the original poster."