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Chapter 343 Buddhist Sword Spirits, Xingzi Town, Master Xiaobai, good brothers!)

In someone's heart.

"Hey, Gui, are you there? Say something!"

"…………"

"Are you still sleeping?"

A voice that had been silent for a long time suddenly sounded, "...Zhao Ziyu, can you please lower your voice?"

Zhao Rong nodded and said, "Oh, you're awake again? How can you sleep? In this state, you can sleep in this state..."

Sword Spirit interrupted: "I think this situation is quite good."

Zhao Rong: “…………”

Gui yawned and said in a lazy tone, "Well, I've thought about it clearly. Anyway, it's not good to be in a hurry. It's not good to put too much pressure on you. It's better to let you practice by yourself. Call me when you get to Fuyao Realm.

.”

Zhao Rong scratched his nose and said, "Ahem, I'm a little embarrassed when you say that. Isn't this just a missing pulse? I'll flush it right away."

Gui said calmly, "Oh, come on, take your time, don't be in a hurry."

Zhao Rong frowned, "...Um, Gui, are you okay?"

Gui's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm fine, I just figured it out. By the way, are you okay? I'm fine. I'm asleep."

"Lao Gui, don't scare me, there's something wrong with your mental state."

"All right and wrong are a kind of illusion."

"…………"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, was silent for a while, and then asked tentatively: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning. Should we view them like this?"

Return: "…………???"

Zhao Rong was interested and continued to use his wits, saying seriously: "Just like a lotus flower cannot touch water, just like the sun and moon cannot stay in the sky..."

Gui quickly interrupted, "Okay, okay, you are great, you are great, don't read it anymore."

Zhao Rong sighed: "Didn't you come here first? Speak carefully, who would talk about this... But I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Gui Yi sighed: "Okay, okay, I won't talk to you anymore. By the way, what have you been doing recently."

Zhao Rong told it about going to Dali for assessment.

"Female Zen?" Gui said with a lack of interest, "It's boring to have a dynasty under a small mountain and grant Mao Zen. I'm asleep. When you get to Fuyao, call me again."

Zhao Rong was about to speak but stopped.

Gui You said directly: "Before that, well, if you are going to be killed, before you die, remember to call me and let me see who the hero is."

Zhao Rong's face darkened.

Are you here? Can you please stop talking like a crow?

However, the sword spirit said "sleep" without waiting for Zhao Rong to talk, and then fell silent.

Zhao Rong curled his lips and rubbed his face.

He is the only one whose sword spirit has cultivated such a Buddhist system.



On this sunny day, Zhao Rong packed his luggage early in the morning and rushed to the auditorium.

There he met up with Gu Yiwu and other students from the Hall of Justice.

Everyone received the brand-new jade plaques in the auditorium and went through the formalities for leaving the academy.

Afterwards, the steward of the auditorium told them that Meng Xuezheng was very busy with the mid-month exams recently, and the Confucian Temple in the academy also held etiquette assessments, so she would not accompany the students to Dali at the moment.

Instead, let them set off first and rush to the capital of Dali. When the time comes, there will be corresponding people in Dali to respond.

However, Meng Zhengjun would also take time to rush to Dali before Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and other students held the ceremony of enshrining Zen.

But the specific time depends on the situation, let them take the first step.

Afterwards, the steward of the auditorium gave some instructions on what to pay attention to when going out, and then let everyone leave.

The distance is not far, and the traveling expenses will be reimbursed by the college.

So Zhao Rong and the other twenty students left the academy leisurely.

Everyone stayed in Duyou City for a while and got ready to go.

Zhao Rong also met Xiao Qian'er and Li Bai at the agreed place.

The identities of these two people were reported by Zhao Rong before. Xiao Qian'er was the maid and Li Bai was the bodyguard.

Most of the students from the Hall of Justice, such as Gu Yiwu, also brought maids and guards with them, so Zhao Rong did not attract much attention.

The Academy Secretary Auditorium is not immune to this.

In the afternoon, Zhao Rong and other twenty students gathered together, and after confirming that everything was correct, they set off.

When Zhao Rong first set out to Duyou City at the beginning of the year, the huge turmoil caused by the great demon of Zhishui Kingdom gradually subsided on this late autumn day, with only some slight waves on Wangquezhou Mountain.

Leave a profound impact.

Nowadays, traffic on the mountain in the northern part of Wangquezhou has been basically restored.

Since the most convenient route to Lidu is a one-way road, Zhao Rong and others took the Yunhai Ferry.

Departing from Duyou City, we soon arrived at Xiaoyaojin on the border of Dali.

Everyone got off the boat here, and walked into the territory of Dali according to the itinerary planned by Zhao Rong.

…………

On this day, it was dusk in the evening.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, there is a small town located beside green mountains and green waters.

The mountain peaks here are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, the clouds are lingering, and the waterfalls are like falling.

It is a beautiful place.

The town is called Xingzi, surrounded by water on three sides and surrounded by mountains and lakes.

Facing Xingzi Lake.

It is said that in ancient times, a star fell into the lake.

Hence the name of the lake and the town.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the dim orange sun was covering the bluestone tiles of a street on the east side of Xingzi Town facing the water.

The night is half-covered and the night is approaching, and most of the buildings on both sides of the street are not lit yet.

A dark building sits on both sides of the street, like a black mountain in the distance.

So at this moment, in the eyes of Zhao Rong, who was standing at the end of the street, he saw a gold-inlaid avenue, paved with gold-like floor tiles.

The golden road leads to those dark things in the distance, mysterious and depressing.

However, Zhao Rong knew that this was just an illusion, a brief silence before the bustling city on the lake opened at night in this small town.

Like the dawn light, hidden in the deep darkness before dawn.

Because a group of them arrived at this small town of Xingzi yesterday evening and roughly saw its prosperity after sunset.

I just arrived in a hurry yesterday and rested directly at the inn where I stayed without going out for fun.

Today, Zhao Rong and Li Bai were dragged out by Xiao Qian'er to go shopping.

At this time, Zhao Rong withdrew his gaze and glanced at the sunset that was about to set behind the mountain.

Then, he looked around, ignoring the man holding a sword who was also waiting beside him, and looked at the gradually increasing number of pedestrians on the street.

This small town of Xingzi is very interesting.

During the day, it looks like a small town located among remote green mountains and green waters, unremarkable and peaceful.

If Zhao Rong and others hadn't looked through the mountain and river map in the north of Wangque, they would have passed Xingzi Town in a hurry like any other mortal town.

And once night falls, Xingzi Town will show another lively scene.

This is half a mountain market, and since it only opens at night, it’s half of it.

Whenever night falls, monks from the mountains from several counties around will be attracted here to buy things for practice or set up stalls on the spot to sell idle items.

Many businesses on the mountain also set up shop here and are open at night.

Ever since, whenever the sun sets in the west, the night falls.

The several markets along the lake in Xingzi Town, together with the numerous large and small boats that are as bright as stars on Xingzi Lake, will form a fairy-like bustling market on the mountain.

It was bustling all night, and then spontaneously dispersed before the first light of dawn came.

After Zhao Rong, Gu Yiwu and other students from the Hall of Justice entered the territory of Dali, they drove for several days and arrived at the small town of Xingzi. It was not too far from the capital of Dali, so they decided to rest for two days.

At this moment, Zhao Rong and Li Bai were accompanying Xiao Qian'er to go shopping in the evening.

The little girl ran into a shop buying women's items without looking back.

It was inconvenient for Zhao Rong and Li Bai to enter, so they had to wait on the street outside the door and look around.

I don’t know why women like to go shopping, but according to Zhao Rong’s observation, even the quiet and calm Qingjun seems not to be immune.

Sometimes she and Qian'er would get together, playing with some interesting jewelry in front of a counter somewhere. The two women would whisper to each other, leaving Zhao Rong aside to fend for themselves.

Therefore, Zhao Rong said it was understandable that Qian'er, a little girl, would have her peach-blossom eyes burning with fighting spirit whenever she mentioned shopping.

It's just that the man holding a sword next to him was no longer lazy before going out, but was looking around energetically, looking at the shops on the busy street.

He seems to understand the joy of shopping very well.

Zhao Rong glanced at this bachelor man and felt a little puzzled.

"Xiaobai, have you found a wife?"

Li Bai was too lazy to look at him, "How many times have I told you, brat, call me uncle."

Zhao Rong nodded and said with a straight face: "Xiaobai, what do you call me? Pay attention to the title, I am your uncle, no matter how big or small you are."

Li Bai suddenly waved his hand, and Zhao Rong jumped back smartly, and his forehead was spared.

Zhao Rong blinked.

When I was a kid, I would argue with Uncle Bai, and I would often get slapped on the forehead by him. After so many years, the sword-holding man in front of me seems to have changed little... Well, that’s not entirely true. He seems to be more tidy and energetic, and not as sloppy as the drunkard he used to be.

, I don’t know why, but you really have a wife?

However, Zhao Rong has grown up a long time ago. If Li Bai can slap him on the forehead again, wouldn't it be very shameful?

Zhao Rong smiled slightly and imitated someone's catchphrase, "It's too tight, it's too tight, the sneak attack didn't even hit, eh."

He sighed and shook his head.

Li Bai glanced at him, retracted his hand, tightened the sword in his arms, and said nothing.

He continued to look at the bustling streets with interest.

Zhao Rong looked inside the store and saw that the little girl still showed no sign of coming out.

He sighed softly, and then glanced at the sword Li Bai was holding calmly.

"Hey, Li Bai, have you married a wife? Are you still a bachelor? After so many years, my wife is married. It's too cool."

Li Bai suddenly wanted to drink. He lowered his head, raised his foot, and kicked a stone on the ground into the river beside the street.

The man holding the sword suddenly raised his head, smiled and said with white teeth: "Daughter-in-law? It will only affect the speed of my sword draw. Brat, you know a hammer, a master does not need a wife."

Zhao Rong thought for a while and said with a smile: "Uncle Xiaobai is really a master?"

Li Bai sneered, raised his head and looked ahead, without looking at Zhao Rong or answering.

The meaning is obvious.

Brat, are you talking nonsense?

Zhao Rong glanced at him, holding the sword in his arms and looking up at the bright moon. He raised his brows and nodded slowly.

This style, in the story novel, is probably a master.

However, Zhao Rong always felt that it tasted bad, but he couldn't remember what was wrong for a while.

Zhao Rong shook his head and stopped worrying about this.

He looked at the master Li Bai for a while, then suddenly pointed at the sword in the man's arms.

Zhao Rong had a straight face and said seriously: "Then Uncle Bai's sword must be very powerful, right?"

Li Bai nodded when he heard this and glanced at him.

The man holding the sword also said seriously: "It's very powerful, the kind that can split Wangquezhou with one sword."

Zhao Rong took a breath of cold air.

Both of them had serious faces, stared at each other, and became quiet for a while.

As a result, a strange scene appeared in the corner of the street at this time: two men, one big and one small, staring at each other, motionless.

Just the next second, Zhao Rong's expression changed.

He rolled his eyelids and curled his lips and said, "I don't believe it."

Li Bai smiled, "If you don't believe it, just see for yourself."

After saying that, he loosened his hands and threw the sword in his arms directly to a brat who had been peeking at the sword for a long time.

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned in his heart, but he still grasped it with his hands consciously and his expression remained unchanged.

He weighed the sword that he had suspected for a long time.

It has a simple shape, unremarkable appearance and moderate weight.

Zhao Rong was quiet for a while. The next moment, he pulled out the sword and looked at the sword.

My heart skipped a beat.

I looked for it again on the sword, but I didn't find the word "too wild" as I thought.

It's an ancient character he doesn't recognize...


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