Chapter 568 The spirit of the youth, the attention of the heroes
The green waves are heading north, and the long poles are rising to the sky.
The small boat was black and long, flying down like a tuna.
But there was only one person standing on the bow of the boat, dressed in Hu clothing and wearing a bamboo hat on his head. He was a little far away, so he couldn't see his head clearly. The bamboo pole, several feet long, was being stirred left and right under the control of both arms, as fast as the wind.
wheel.
On the campus, the heroes went away after hearing the voice, but they felt that the voice was clear and long-lasting. Some people heard that the young man had extraordinary martial arts skills and deep inner breath, and they felt admiration in their hearts; others felt that the young man was unruly and frivolous, and he deserved to be praised.
The monk from Xiangshan Temple taught him a lesson.
On the outskirts of the university grounds, there have long been brave fishermen and woodcutters who abandoned their work and climbed up rocks and trees to take a look at the bustle of the university grounds. There were even more agile merchants selling tea and fruits on tents, attracting attention.
Cars and wine were sold, and a market was gathered at the foot of Fragrant Mountain to provide carriages, horses, food, clothing, shoes and other expenses to the knights from all directions, so as to earn a lot of money.
Among them were the "Nanshi Butcher" Zheng Liulang who was slaughtering sheep by the water, dicing and roasting the meat, the "Elm Head" Liu Carpenter who was carrying an ax to collect firewood and selling salary on the way, leading the donkey and tethering the horse, and the "white camel" who was driving the car.
The old weirdo Du Shazhou, and the smiling "Three Colorful Silk Girls" Su Juanjuan, who sells clothes and shoes. All four of them wore rubber masks and were dressed differently from usual, but they were deliberately on guard against being attacked by Yuan Zai's subordinates.
The eagle dog recognized it and caused trouble for nothing.
When he heard the sound, he immediately recognized the identity of the young man holding the boat and couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
There were some ragged beggars around, holding bamboo sticks in one hand and bowls in the other. They were scattered in groups of three or five, begging for money and food from the wanderers on the periphery. Farther away were the beggar leaders.
, all lying with their legs crossed under the shade of a tree, surrounded by an old beggar who closed his eyes and meditated.
The old beggar suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the movement on the Yi River. He ran up the branches in twos and twos, like a hozen, put his hands on his eyebrows and looked towards the speeding boat. He recognized the young man and immediately smiled.
The tooth cannot be seen.
In the temporarily gathered market, there was a middle-aged man in brown clothes and mango shoes, carrying a pole more than four feet long. Two large oil baskets were hung on the front and back of the pole. A one-foot-square flag was tied behind the back.
Zhao, wrote an official character: oil. It can be seen that others are doing the business of knights and wealthy people, but he only went to the sheds where wine sellers and food sellers were selling oil and sold oil to vendors who cooked meals.
differences:
Oil! Oil! Osmanthus, smear the head. Flax seeds, the fragrance is in the throat. Whale ointment and beeswax illuminate the high buildings. Fish oil burns the Red Cliff, and Ah Man is also worried. Han Xin cleverly divided the oil and was granted the title of Marquis of Huaiyin...
Under a shed made of coarse cloth and bamboo poles, there are piled a table, several wine jars, dozens of wine bowls, as well as Gebu and copper ladles for sifting wine. There is also a white hanging on the corner of the shed.
The drink sign with black characters on the bottom is embroidered with the word "Crane Shang".
The middle-aged man was sweating and his mouth was dry, so he rested his load in front of the shed and said to the shopkeeper who was dozing on a chair under the shed: "Oh my God! It's so hot! Can you please sift two bowls?"
Here comes the wine syrup, just in time to quench your thirst!"
The shopkeeper woke up immediately and responded with a smile. While sifting the wine, he said: "Heshang fine wine is unique to Luocheng! Four hundred yuan for a bowl, three bowls for the usual money... This distinguished guest might as well make up the whole and drink it all at once."
It’s a pleasure! It’s just a small profit, and no credit will be owed. Honorable guests must pay for the drinks before they can drink to their heart’s content..."
The middle-aged man looked at the shopkeeper's face and said he was splitting the gold and the two, but he was not annoyed. He took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, slapped them on the table and said with a smile: "It's up to you! Just sift it out!"
The shopkeeper was also unambiguous. He immediately took out a scale, picked up the jiao silver and weighed it, but it was only a lot more. He smiled happily and said, "Your honor, please wait a moment!" At this time, Changxuan Zen Master Lingzhen spoke loudly again, as if
The "battle for seats" has come to an end, and the conference is about to get down to business. Then they heard a response from Luoshui River, and the group of heroes immediately went into an uproar, with mixed praise and criticism.
The middle-aged man and the shopkeeper couldn't help turning their heads, seeing the scene on the water from a distance, and couldn't help laughing. However, a small black hand nearby quietly reached into the shopkeeper's purse...
The day is getting hotter and hotter, but the mountain breeze is still refreshing.
When everyone under the Changxuan heard the words, they all followed the sound and looked around. They saw the young man waving a long pole and following the water, coming straight towards the campus.
Zen Master Lingzhen was neither angry nor angry, and he walked towards the waterside with a calm expression. When the young man reached the shore, he tied the cable and jumped onto the ground. The monks around him holding eyebrow sticks suddenly came up with a "hoo!"
, surrounded the young man, everyone looked hesitant.
The young man took off his hat, revealing his neatly combed bun. He cupped his fists and laughed: "I am so humble and insignificant, why dare you to bother all the eminent monks to greet me?"
Of course, Zen Master Lingzhen recognized this young man. In the past, outside the Mingde Palace of Shendu Garden, it was this young man who helped the witch escape from the "Seven Treasures Demon Subduing Array", causing the witch to use the magic power of "eyes as charming as silk" to magnify
Each of them had seven emotions and six desires, which almost destroyed the many years of Zen practice among the seven monks and nuns.
Today, Xiangshan Temple is the host of the "Shendu Martial Arts Conference", so it is inconvenient for this festival to happen in public. Zen Master Lingzhen suppressed his anger and said kindly: "Amitabha! Young Master Yang is not late or early, he is here just in time! Now I will ask Zhike Monk
You can enter on your own after explaining your sect, name, good use of weapons and concealed weapons, etc."
After saying that, without waiting for the young man to answer, Zen Master Lingzhen waved his sleeves and turned around, obviously not wanting to say more words to him.
The young man didn't take it seriously and immediately straightened his robes and said to the Zhike monk on the side: "Yang Chaoxi, a warrior in Xiaman Mountain, whose Taoist name is 'Chong Lingzi'. Now he has escaped from the temple and is wandering alone. All the soldiers have practiced martial arts."
Xi, especially good at using swords. If you want to be classified into different categories, let’s put them in the Taoist sect!”
The guest monk held a stack of books in his left hand and held a chicken-slip pen in his right hand. Without raising his head, he wrote quickly. In an instant, he clearly recorded what Chong Lingzi Yang Chaoxi had said in the book. He then walked to the main campus and casually wrote.
With one finger, even the lead is omitted, and he can walk away with his feet.
Yang Chaoxi smiled. Just now he arrived in a boat alone and contradicted everyone in public, so he stole the limelight. But there was no guarantee that he would not be resented by the monks in Xiangshan Temple. There is no need to care too much about these trivial matters.
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So with his hands empty, he walked straight through the large campus where all the knights gathered, and headed towards the northeast corner where the roads converged. Along the way, not only did many knights point and whisper, but some familiar faces winked at him and gave him a secret thumbs up.
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When they got closer, the first people to greet them were naturally Gongsun Xuantong, the master of Shangqing Temple, all the masters, and all the brothers.
Everyone exchanged greetings and praised each other. The senior brothers such as Ming Lingzi Zhuo Songtao, Yulingzi Huang Shuo, etc., who had always been familiar with each other, came up one after another to beat their chests, touch their heads, pat their shoulders and caress their backs. They were very close. Only Wei Lingzi Guan
Hu'er, standing far behind the crowd, looked at his former brother with a complicated expression on his face.
Gongsun Xuantong coughed a few times, dismissed the disciples and said: "Chong Lingzi, poor Taoist, your Taoist skills have actually improved again, I feel really relieved! Ahem..."
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at a tall, muscular Taoist priest behind him, "Wu Xuzi, why don't you get that sword box quickly? Chong Lingzi will compete on the stage later, how can he be unarmed?"
Wu Xuzi and Hao Jinhan chuckled, and immediately took off the ebony sword box from his back, opened the key, and found the Yingying Sword, which was straight and green, cutting iron like mud.
Yang Zhaoxi took the sword box and was extremely moved. He immediately put the sword box on his back and bowed respectfully to Gongsun Xuantong. He raised his eyes and was about to speak when he saw that Gongsun Xuantong's face turned pale and he coughed repeatedly.
Knowing that he was injured, he couldn't help but expressed concern: "Master! The conference hasn't started yet, but who hurt you?!"
Zhuo Songtao on the side immediately said bitterly: "It was Shi Xiaoren, the master of the Jingyun Temple, who learned some evil skills and injured the old man who is the temple master like this!"
Yang Zhaoxi turned around and looked around, and saw another group of Taoist priests, sitting or standing, gathered in the southwest corner of the school grounds, surrounded by an old Taoist with a sinister expression. It wasn't Shi Xiaoren, but who was it?
When the eagle's eyes turned around, he saw a few looks of admiration, eagerness, amusement, or hatred coming from under the exquisitely constructed Changxuan. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart.
Most of the people sitting in the thirteen high-back armchairs can be recognized: She Ji has a charming smile, Wang Yunxiu has a domineering look, Zen Master Kuzhu has no joy or sorrow, Ge Shu Yao smiles while stroking his beard, Yuan Zai looks indifferent
, Xiao Jing was thoughtful, Wu Tianshi nodded slightly, Lin Jieyuan's face was as cold as frost...
Only the woman in holy clothes, with a high nose and deep eyes, was looking at him with a delicate and affectionate look, and her beautiful eyes were flowing. Suddenly their eyes met, and the woman's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly looked away, not daring to
Go see him again.
"Xiaoman..."
Yang Chaoxi muttered unconsciously, and immediately her heart felt warm. The wild scenes of that night flashed through her mind like a fleeting glimpse... The experience of eating marrow and knowing its taste made people's chest feel hot, and their throat was slightly dry. I couldn't help it.
Swallow a big mouthful of saliva.
At this time, Wei Chiyuan, the master of Hongdao Temple, Yuan Yizi Tong Chunxi, the master of Linji Temple, and several familiar Taoist seniors came over one after another, looked at him up and down, and asked about his well-being. Seeing that he had been missing for two days and was not injured, he took him there.
I briefly explained to him what had happened in the "seat fight" just now. I also said many words of comfort and encouragement before they dispersed.
Yang Chaoxi's anger subsided a little, and he had already made up his mind. If he bumped into Shi Xiaoren in a martial arts competition later, he would do his best to express his anger on behalf of Gongsun Guanzhu.
The noise among the knights gradually subsided. Prime Minister Yuan Zai stood up slowly, looked at the knights, and said loudly:
"The long summer has just arrived, and the Yishui River is vast. The south wind is strong, and the sun is high! I have been honored by the saint and entrusted by the East Palace. Now I am attending the grand gathering with my staff. I am overwhelmed with fear and even more apprehensive.
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However, look at our prosperous dynasty in the world, the civil servants are all wise, the military generals are loyal and brave. The barbarian guests from all over the world are in submission, all the nations come to the dynasty, the people are prosperous, the country is rich and the army is strong!
Today, all the heroes and knights from all over the world gathered here, taking the stage to show off their high skills, both male and female in the water! It is not only a sword like water, but also a heroic spirit of chivalry.
However, there is no level in martial arts, but there is level in art! For the sake of all heroes, I hope that the winner will not be blamed and the loser will surrender. Jingwu, together with the prince of Xiping County, Henan Yin, and all the Zen masters of Shimen, have come to the stage to express their sincerity.
The matter of martial arts competition and competition for divine swords is explained as follows.”
When the heroes heard this, they knew that Yuan Zai had reached the key point. They immediately raised their necks, raised their heads, and listened carefully, and even their breathing became heavy.
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