Sheng Fu

Chapter 8 First Encounter

The study room was a little dark, and outside the window was the ridge of Bailu Mountain, full of flowers and wild grasses, and it was difficult for small trees to grow in the shade of the big trees.

Yu Wenjun wiped the crevices of the bookcase, some fine dust lingered with the scent of the book, but there was an ancient rhyme permeating it.

Most of the scrolls in the bookcase are exercises and scriptures. The study of the third elder is a place where many young people dream of coming.

Most of the cultivation practices in the White Deer Academy are boring and monotonous. In the name of tempering the will and quality, in fact, the upper class exercises have been occupied by the children of the powerful or the people with outstanding talent. After all, these types of people are only a minority, the majority People can only silently cultivate and do not know where their future lies.

Yuwen Jun flipped through several scriptures on swordsmanship, and felt that it was boring, and the moves were not as broad and profound as he imagined. It was probably because he had practiced the Qinglong Art, and the rest of the exercises always felt a little superficial.

Walking around the study, Yu Wenjun did not pick out his favorite swordsmanship.

You can eat and drink tea as you like, and your practice will never end.

Yuwenjun did not force himself. After leaving the study, Yuwenjun began to climb the mountain. Bailu Mountain is not majestic and magnificent, it is a small mountain.

In the early morning, Bailu Mountain was very foggy. From the first day of arriving at Bailu Academy, Yuwen Jun thought about when to climb to the top of Bailu Mountain to see.

There are no treasures in the mountains, but scholars like to climb high and look into the distance.

I didn't go to Bailu Mountain before because the green plum forest was far away from Bailu Mountain. Secondly, at the foot of Bailu Mountain, all the important people in the academy lived.

Duan Nian is a good name, and this knife is also a good knife.

Yuwenjun thought to himself that the swordsmanship he cultivated must be worthy of the name Suspension.

He felt that even if he didn't deliberately practice a certain sword technique, he had a broken mind in his hand, and ordinary people were no match.

The foundation is too thick, you can be willful.

There is a flat area halfway up the mountain, with big trees sprouting shade, no flowers and plants underfoot, except the dead leaves accumulated all the year round, the mellow shade, there is almost nothing else.

Yuwen Jun stopped, meditated on the ground, and began to practice.

Qinglong Jue is a simple exercise at first glance, but after careful practice, you will find that it is broad and profound. Yuwen-Jun has reached the realm of Chengsheng, and he still feels that the Qinglong Jue he has understood is only a skin.

Just like reading, reviewing the old and learning the new, every time you read the same book, you will always have a different perception.

For Yuwenjun, reading is also a kind of silent ascetic cultivation, borrowing the stones from other mountains to attack jade, but this secret, Yuwenjun has always been hidden in the bottom of his heart.

After a long time, Yu Wenjun opened his eyes and let out a slight breath. This breath turned into a saber intent, and he slightly trimmed the oak branch in front of him. The oak tree also felt slightly taller and more delicate.

As long as he is willing, the sword intent can be derived at any time.

There is still some distance to the top of the mountain. In fact, the farthest from the top of the mountain is not the foot of the mountain, but the middle of the mountain. Many people are unable to walk when they reach the middle of the mountain.

Yuwenjun met the person who went down the mountain here.

She is a girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long black and beautiful hair, a slender figure, eyes as cold as black gems, and a smart appearance. She has both the graceful and clear temperament of a small town girl, and the indifference and alienation of a noble lady. .

In terms of age, she should be younger than Senior Sister Qinghua, but no matter how this girl looks, she has a maturity that does not match her age.

Yuwenjun bowed slightly and said, "I've seen the girl before Yuwenjun."

Jing Peiyao did not respond directly to Yuwenjun, but first glanced at the pruned oak tree, and then looked at the broken thoughts in Yuwenjun's hands.

Then he said softly, "You are Senior Gu Yong's disciple?"

Yuwenjun didn't expect the news to be revealed so quickly. Gu Yong is also a man, someone who is used to being sloppy suddenly has an apprentice, and the news naturally spread like wildfire.

He nodded slightly.

Jing Peiyao said, "Your sword intent is very good, and you haven't drawn it out yet."

Yuwen-jun snorted, it was only temporary, and he did not dare to be judged by this.

He asked, "What's the girl's name?"

Jing Peiyao felt that this person was a little interesting, so she didn't take the opportunity to talk about scriptures, but just wanted to know her name.

"Jing Peiyao."

Even though the other party's attitude is mild, Yuwenjun can still hear a bit of arrogance. It seems that she is not a very good girl to deal with, but Senior Sister Qinghua is more kind and lovely.

Yuwenjun suddenly asked, "How is the scenery on the mountain?"

Jing Peiyao said calmly: "It's not so good, do you want to go up and have a look too?"

Yuwenjun thought for a while and replied, "I originally wanted to go and have a look, but you've already come down from above, so I don't think it's necessary."

Jing Peiyao frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Why is this?"

Yuwen Jun replied: "I thought I would find a good practice in Senior Gu Yong's study, but it didn't happen, I thought I would be the first person to climb the mountain this morning, but you came down from the mountain. , I still didn't get it."

"It's a bit of a spoiler."

Jing Peiyao smiled and said: "You are interesting, even more interesting than Senior Gu Yong, no wonder you will become his disciple."

Yuwen Jun didn't understand what he meant, but just said it according to his heart.

"Will we go down the mountain together?" Yuwenjun asked.

Jing Peiyao was suddenly dissatisfied. If it wasn't for Yuwenjun's appearance, it was pleasing to the eye, or he would have already frowned and said solemnly, "You want to go down the mountain with me and talk to me? Such an old-fashioned trick, You can be so secretive, and you call it a bit of a disappointment for the scenery on the top of the mountain, which is very hypocritical."

Different from Liu Qinghua, Jing Peiyao is really the dream lover of many people in Bailu Academy, and her popularity and prestige are higher than Liu Qinghua, but Jing Peiyao doesn't like romantic things, and is also very tired of those who like her approaching her.

Ugly has ugly troubles, and beauty has beautiful troubles.

Yu Wenjun was stunned for a moment, but he probably knew what Jing Peiyao meant, and replied softly, "When I was serving as a sword attendant for Senior Sister Liu Qinghua, I wanted to go out for a walk, and she wanted to follow me. Cause gossip, this time I ask you, it's the same."

"If you don't want to go down the mountain together, I can go down the mountain later."

"The girl is indeed beautiful and graceful, but she is a little too arrogant. It's not good, and it's easy to mess up your mood."

"Deliberately seeking to get out of the dust often backfires."

Jing Peiyao did not expect Yuwenjun to preach to himself, nor did he expect Yuwenjun to be Liu Qinghua's sword attendant. Liu Qinghua was well-known in Bailu Academy. Many people knew that Jing Peiyao also had several relationships with him. .

She ignored Yuwenjun and went down the mountain alone.

Yu Wenjun stood there and admired Jing Peiyao's leaving back, which was indeed stunning in the world.

He once again held the hilt of Duan Nian's sword, and wanted to cut off the idea.

The sunlight gradually dazzled, and the fog in the mountains slowly dissipated. Yuwenjun stood halfway up the mountain and saw the scenery on the top of the mountain. He was a bit delicate, even more delicate than the girl's face.

But not as arrogant as a girl!
(End of this chapter)