Although the saint had good intentions, in Li Xingyun's mind at this moment, the saint was no longer such a tall, serious and unsmiling image.
Cunning guy!
But if you have already promised, if you go back on your word, you will not be a scholar.
I originally wanted to stay for two more days, but I decided to leave as soon as possible.
Li Xingyun looked at the phantom of the saint and said with a smile: "This disciple will clean up after returning and go to the Holy Court tomorrow to settle down his family before setting off."
"Um."
The saint continued to maintain his unsmiling calm voice, and then looked at the people in Ye Mansion.
He said calmly: "Everyone, please go back. You will be exempted from entering Chang'an from now on."
When the fourth-grade martial artist heard this, he suddenly felt a pressure like the sky was falling on his body, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back!
His face was full of horror. He was a fourth-grade martial artist, and his physical body was almost immortal, but he was choked by the words of a Confucian saint!
"Let the rest disperse."
After leaving a word, the phantom of the saint in mid-air gradually faded until it disappeared without a trace.
The cracks in the sky seem to have been stitched together without leaving any trace. It really has the power to mend the sky!
When the saint spoke, no one dared to disobey him at all.
Even though I had a lot to say about Li Xingyun's actions today, I still dispersed.
The fourth-grade warrior team from Ye Mansion also did not dare to make any mistakes after feeling the pressure of the saint.
His eyes became cold and stern, and he said in the direction of Li Xingyun: "Li Xingyun, as the prince of the prince's family, now you disobey the prince's order, and you have committed the crime of treason and unfilial piety. You will end your life, and you will never be able to talk to him again in this life."
Your mother has met."
"Ha." Li Xingyun's eyes were like cold lightning, blooming with starry rays. His expression remained unchanged even as Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and he responded: "Sooner or later, I will personally set foot in the palace! In front of your eyes, I will take my mother away in a dignified manner.
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"Okay, okay!" The fourth-grade martial artist gritted his teeth and said repeatedly. His eyes were bloodthirsty, wanting to see how this little Confucian scholar, who was so arrogant and arrogant that he dared to ignore his own prince, would step into the palace and take people away in front of the third-grade martial artist.
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"let's go."
The leader of the fourth-grade warrior team came to Chang'an to find Li Xingyun and returned to the palace, but the mission also failed.
What awaited them was the prince's wrath.
The four people left at the scene can be regarded as acquaintances.
Lu Huan looked at the young man in Confucian shirt in front of him, with endless reverie in his eyes.
A young man who wrote the original war poem that was passed down all over the world actually asked the saints to come forward to settle the matter and personally invited him to join the holy courtyard. This is the first time in a hundred years!
"Li Xingyun, now that you have made your decision, go ahead and give it a try. Although the saint asked you to go to the Famous Sword Tournament to win the sword, a saintly child born in the Confucian lineage and people from other cultivation systems will naturally hold back. A
When you return after the month, enter the Holy Monastery and study the saint's classics with peace of mind."
Li Xingyun smiled. He had heard from Li Hongying that even the generals of the Tiance Mansion, who were fourth-grade warriors, could not win for sure. He also knew that Lu Huan and others must know that he would have no choice but to return home in a month.
He knows that his current strength is low, so he doesn't try to use his words.
He bowed to Lu Huan and said goodbye: "Thank you so much for today. Without your help, my war poem would not have been easily formed."
The Qi suppression of a fourth-grade warrior was undoubtedly overwhelming to a ninth-grade boy like him.
"I am just assisting the princess. She has such strength at such a young age. Her talent is formidable. It will be just around the corner to surpass the general in the future. If there is a disaster in the future for the human race, it will be a little more protected."
"Hee hee." The girl Li Hongying clucked her white teeth and smiled heart-tuggingly, like a sunflower being illuminated by the sun.
It is rare for someone to admit that her talent is better than that of Li Junqin, and she can surpass her, let alone the Confucian leader of the same county.
"However, since you are going to participate in the famous sword competition, whether it is to increase your experience or to do something else, if the princess introduces you, you can ask the general of Tiance Mansion. He has participated in it before, so he naturally has some experience."
After Jun reminded him, he turned around and walked into the literary courtyard.
He also couldn't wait to see the world-famous war poems reflected in the temple!
"Xie Yuanjun reminds me, the students know." Li Xingyun said goodbye to him.
Looking at the two beauties on the left, they are so beautiful that one can't help but take a bite of their charm and youthfulness.
The very eye-catching picture made him relax a little.
"Come down the mountain."
"Li Xingyun!"
"Um?"
"Hurry up and activate my gun!"
Cleaning the gun in the wilderness? Not so good... Li Xingyun responded: "Go back first, then do it after you go back."
"As promised, don't lie to me!"
"How dare you? You are a princess who dares to challenge a fourth-grade warrior." Li Xingyun teased her.
"You dare to negotiate terms with the saint, but you still don't dare." Qin Keqing followed, seemingly still resentful, and Li Xingyun left alone.
"But Sister Qing, please stop teasing me. We are a family and we have to focus on me." Li Xingyun came closer and made her happy with a playful smile.
"Hey~~~" Li Hongying looked in her eyes and shuddered all over.
Then the little face asked seriously: "Li Xingyun, how much do you know about the Famous Sword Conference?"
Li Xingyun also responded seriously: "I understand that your father, a fourth-grade martial arts general in the Tiance Mansion, cannot win the famous sword."
"Ah? Isn't this what the princess just said? Is that all?" Qin Keqing became more and more worried.
"..." Li Hongying said with a speechless look on her green little face: "That means you don't understand anything."
"In that case, I, the princess, will tell you about this sword tournament."
"All ears."
The three of them walked down the mountain side by side. Li Hongying made a fist with one hand and cleared her throat. Although her voice was very clear, bright and sweet, she still imitated Li Junqin's actions before boosting morale.
"Speaking of this sword convention, we must first talk about the place where the famous sword convention is held, which is the Hidden Sword Villa."
Hidden Sword Villa is located in the south of the Yangtze River, a state close to the sea. From an economic point of view, it is the only place among the states of the Tang Dynasty that can compete with the city of Chang'an.
Decades ago, Dongfang Ming, a Confucian scholar from Jiangnan, went to Chang'an to take the imperial examination. However, he failed because he committed a taboo in the imperial examination.
From then on, there was rarely such a Confucian official in the court, and in the world of the Tang Dynasty, there was an additional force that stirred up the world.
After Dongfang Ming failed the exam, he returned to Hang County in the south of the Yangtze River. Instead of continuing to pursue Confucianism and Taoism, he devoted himself to pursuing swords and finally built the Hidden Sword Villa by the West Lake.
"You don't want to study, and then you create a sect??" For some reason, when Li Xingyun heard this, such a sentence flashed in his mind.
The three of them started walking in the streets and alleys of Wannian County. The streets were quite lively, and thanks to the little witch's reputation, no one dared to come forward and look for trouble.
But in those glances, after all, it was Li Xingyun who lamented that Mingzhou-level first Wen Mo had transformed the already charming Qin Keqing so perfectly.
"The Famous Sword Conference you are going to attend is a grand event that is only held every ten years at the Hidden Sword Villa." Li Hongying talked about things in the world with great detail, and kept talking with her small mouth.
This reminded Li Xingyun of a mute bride from her previous life who liked to chatter.
"A grand event is held every ten years, how many times has it been now?" Qin Keqing asked, she also yearned for the scenery outside Chang'an.
"The fifth time." Li Hongying pushed forward the time slightly, and then continued: "The Famous Sword Conference held every ten years at Hidden Sword Villa is intended to select the most famous swordsman with the highest martial arts skills at that time.
Swordsman. Give Shouchi a famous sword that he has carefully crafted over the past ten years."
"But, you have to be careful about one thing."
"How to say?" Li Xingyun asked.
Li Hongying glanced at Li Xingyun, who was now a little weak, with a smile, and said quietly and mysteriously: "Before the Famous Sword Conference is held, Hidden Sword Villa will distribute sword posts widely, and the sword posts will be escorted by the owner to the houses of various forces. Every time
There is only one sword post in this mansion, and from the moment the person holding the sword post goes out, the sword post can be snatched by anyone, and the person who gets the sword post can also transfer it to others. However, Hidden Sword Villa cannot recognize the post.
Anyone who recognizes someone, whether they have a sword sticker or a hidden sword, will be treated equally and treated as a distinguished guest."
"This..." Li Xingyun was speechless. The Hidden Sword Villa is really a consequentialist in handling affairs.
However, it can also be seen that every person who can enter the famous sword tournament has extraordinary strength.
"The famous sword of the Hidden Sword Villa is really not afraid of causing chaos and bloodshed. People in the world like to engage in such fighting and killing."
Li Xingyun couldn't help but complain. He finally understood why the saint said that the emergence of this sword would consume the strength of the human race.
From the moment a sword is forged to the time it is widely distributed, someone may die as a result of it.
"In the Jianghu, there are naturally many fights and killings. Even in a place like Chang'an, there are always grievances and grudges."
"If you want to go to Jiangnan, there is no Holy Monastery to protect you. There is a third-grade scholar in the Zhou Wenyuan, but I think this kind of person should be very busy every day, unlike the saints of the Holy Monastery who always like to be the hands-off shopkeeper.
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"I agree with this point about the princess." Li Xingyun sighed as he thought of the image of the saint handing over the matter to him, empathizing with him.
Since you want to stop it, why not come directly to the Holy Spirit and solve the matter in one face-to-face meeting.
"Haha, you, a scholar, are actually slandering the saint behind his back. It's really unusual." Li Hongying was amused by his sigh.
"Princess, have you ever heard someone say a word to you?" Li Xingyun listened to the princess' teasing, and finally sighed.
"What words?"
"You are as quiet as a beautiful girl."
"Huh?" Li Hongying, whose mind was a little confused, tilted his head slightly, and his eyes had a confused feeling as if his IQ was insufficient.
"I guess I'm complimenting you." Qin Keqing was also confused and worked as a translation assistant for a while.
Even though she was praised, Li Hongying led the way with a smile. Soon she looked at the gate of Tiance Mansion in front of her and said, "We're here."