The God of Sky & Earth

"The Holy Wu Conference was only held once in 30 years. At each Shengwu Conference, the major forces Shanmen and Shengshan will jointly produce a lot of treasures and medicinal herbs. If they can perform well, they will be rewarded. At the Shengwu Conference, it is also a secret contest between the major mountain gates."

Situ Muyang said, very excited, and continued to say to Su Yi: "Su Yi boss, when we go, we will be able to sweep a piece, and fight the disciples of the major forces in the battle, let them know that we are powerful. ""

Su Yi’s face squeezed a smile, and there was some silence in his heart.

After a while, the flying wild monster mount has reached the Tianjian Peak.

Situ Muyang did not bring Su Yi to the Tianjianfeng Hall, but rounded up to a quiet and quaint courtyard pavilion.

The two jumped down to fly the wild monsters mounts, Su Yi looked around, everywhere quaint, ringing around, the pavilion quiet.

"Go in, I should be waiting for you, there seems to be something to find you, I will not go." Situ Muyang stretched out his tongue and left.

Su Yi looked dark, sorted out the dress, and took a deep breath and walked into the pavilion.

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Walking through a corridor in the door, it was a partial hall, and Su Yi looked curiously.

There are several ancient paintings and swords hanging in the partial hall, and several mottled chairs.

"Come in the study, no need to be restrained." There was a voice coming from inside.

Su Yi is a voice of the head of the Situ.

It was said that Su Yi walked in slowly, and the entry was to smell a fragrance.

As you can see, the study has a table and chair carved by a good sandalwood, meticulously engraved with different patterns, and there is a delicate and gentle flow everywhere, yet simple.

Near the window, a piece of rice paper was placed on a long table, and a few pens were placed on the platform.

The bright sunshine sprinkled from the window, so that the long table was also filled with sunlight, and a strong back was straight and straight.

Su Yi looked up and looked at it on the rice paper. A huge ‘sword’ word jumped on the paper.

The back of the hand, the hand is falling, the pen is falling back, it is the sword of the sword.

Looking at Su Yi, Situ Liuyun smiled.

"I have seen the head."

Su Yixing, every time in front of Situ Liuyun, also feels a kind of pressure.

"You don't need to be polite, you are a disciple of Elder Su, according to the generation of Shen Jianmen, but still above me."

Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi intentionally or unconsciously and said with a smile: "Such old elders have told you?"

"The elders of Su have never told me about this, but the head is expensive, and the disciple is the right person."

Su Yi's look is not revealing, and I can hear that Situ Liuyun just seems to mean something.

"Ha ha..."

Situ Liuyun smiled and said: "The elders of Su are silent and you can worship under the elders of Su, and they are fate."

Su Yi nodded and looked at the study room.

Situ Liuyun moved and said to Su Yi: "This was previously arranged by Muyang and his mother. These years have not changed."

Su Yi's eyes, with the appearance of the Situ Muyang, is definitely a beauty compared to the head lady.

"I heard that in the battlefield of Wanjian, the kid of Muyang is worthy of your care. In private, I would like to thank you very much." Situ Liuyun said to Su Yi.

"The head is heavy."

Su Yi seems to be somewhat flattered, but the heart is clear, the head Situ Liuyun called himself to this place today, fearing that there is absolutely something, not just to give the so-called Shenjian door the best.

"Look, let me see how I wrote this word?"

Situ Liuyun smiled and said to Su Yi, indicating that Su Yi went forward to see what he wrote.

"The disciples really don't understand the words." Su Yi said.

"No need to understand or not understand, just look at it, you can speak out." Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi, it seems to be a heart to let Su Yi look.

Su Yi moved, stepped forward, and looked at the huge sword on the rice paper. He couldn’t see how it felt, but when he looked carefully, the word 'sword' suddenly became alive, and there was a strong volatility. If there is a sword, it is necessary to pluck.

"Good word." Su Yi opened.

“Why is it a good word?” Situ Liuyun asked Su Yi and was interested.

"This……"

Su Yi was paused. When the Su family could not cultivate, the grandfather Su Yuntian also hoped that he could learn from the text, so I asked a lot of people to teach.

At that time, he could not cultivate, and Su Yi also devoted himself to Xiwen for a while.

But later Su Yi found that although Xi Wen is not boring, but in this world of strong and respected, strength is indispensable at a certain level.

It’s hard to be alive again, naturally it’s not an ordinary life.

"The head of this 'sword' word trend is resounding, the glyphs vary a lot, the salty and the fascinating, under the succinct look, in one go, the left is right, it seems to be ever-changing, and it has an imposing manner, which makes people feel like a rock top. The sharp edge of the sword is awe-inspiring, but..."

Su Yi’s voice paused and he stopped talking.

"But what..."

Situ Liuyun has been secretly discolored, his eyes have been falling on Su Yi's body.

"People say that when they read a word like a person, when they write this word, they seem to have their own worries. They go against the front, and the horizontal paintings are right and left. The vertical paintings are going to be first, so that the pen is hidden in the strokes and is the Tibetan front."

Su Yi looked at the huge sword on the rice paper and continued: "There is also a way to stay in the brushwork, stay in the bank, and lose a few glitz and frivolity. The disciples boldly speculate that the head seems to have something in mind. I am thinking about a woman at the same time."

"Ha ha ha ha... good, good, good."

Situ Liuyun took a moment for it, then he laughed hahaha, his expression was very surprised, looking at Su Yi, and said several good words.

"The disciple is nonsense, please don't be surprised."

Su Yidao, but the heart is fluctuating, people say words like their own, can see the clues, it seems that the head of the Shenjianmen, it seems that the heart has been forbearing anything.

"You are right, you just remembered her mother."

Situ Muyang smiled lightly, then looked at Su Yi, and looked a little more. He said: "To call you here today, I want to talk to you well, and I will honestly tell you."

"It’s finally over the subject..."

Su Yi’s heart was in the dark, and his expression did not show traces. He said to Situ Liuyun: “I don’t know what the head wants to talk about, and the disciples must know everything.”

"The means of yours, the origins will not be simple, where do you come from, the teacher who accepts the door, is it really under the elders of the Soviet Union?"

Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi, asked in a positive color, and the eyes began to have a flash of light, revealing the momentum of a superior.