Food Fairy Lord

229 One Night

As soon as Li Mingqing turned out of this street, she immediately exhaled heavily, frowned and looked straight ahead without saying a word.

People who have been with him for a long time can tell at a glance that the young master is in a very bad mood.

Cuiyu, who had just arrived in the government office in a hurry, was extremely passive. When he arrived, the conversation between Qijiao and Mr. Sui was already coming to an end. There was not much time left for them to speak. The presence of the head of the Zhang family blocked the conversation. A lot of room for argument.

The most important thing is that by the time they figured out what happened, Qijiao had exhausted Master Sui's patience on this matter.

Before she learned that Sui Zaihua was coming tonight, she had been thinking about what the Zhang family could do.She kept an eye on all the forces in the city of the Zhang family and even sent people to Xu Valley. Unexpectedly, the person doing the work was not the Zhang family, but the head of the Zhang family alone.The head of the family did not do anything to Cuiyu, but helped Qijiao clear his name.

The girl just watched them with angry eyes, confusing right and wrong.

The key to this matter is that they have no idea about Mr. Sui's arrival tonight, and this is obviously the information Qijiao got from the last conversation.

Therefore, even though she had been keeping an eye on this matter and taking precautions, Qijiao suddenly achieved her goal.

The girl was silently thinking about the consequences of this incident, her face tense.

Li Weiru laughed at the side: "I just said, it's better to go back and have a bowl of fish to save yourself the anger."

The girl turned her head to look at him and sighed heavily: "Shang Huaitong is really going to enter the Sword Xiu Academy. Let's see if you can still laugh."

"Why can't I laugh? It's really a pity that the fish is hard and the meat is cold when we go back." The old man laughed. "Don't think about it. Let's go back and have a chat. We will have a good fight tomorrow."

Li Mingqing's face was still sullen, with frustration and irritability intertwined on his eyebrows.

Li Weiru sighed silently and turned his head to look at her quietly for a while. Under the moonlight, the footsteps of the two people rustled, like the sound of shadows rubbing against the ground.

The old man said softly: "Qing Qing, from a child to a leader, you have traveled very quickly."

This is the old man's usual gentle explanation. Even though he has heard it many times, it still has the power to soothe people's hearts - regardless of the content, this voice is quite reassuring.

Li Mingqing nodded and spread his eyebrows.

But the old man did not stop there: "I know that you have never slacked off and even worked harder. You try your best to consider everything carefully - for Qijiao, a small stronghold for four people, you can do everything Make two sets of filings.”

Li Weiru sighed softly: "Of course this is very useful, because almost everything you want to do can be successful. I feel confident leaving the matter to you. But have you been feeling powerless recently?"

".A little tired."

"It's simple, because there are more things to do." The old man smiled, "You still use your keen vision and outstanding courage to do everything well, but the number of things I handed over to you is less than three-to-one. ——What happens after I hand everything over to you? What happens after Cuiyu becomes stronger?"

"This is not the way to the 'leader'. You are going astray."

Li Mingqing came to her senses and turned around. The old man was looking at her kindly.

"You said there is something wrong with the way I do things?" Li Mingqing thought, "I feel this too. I am thinking that we should focus on the big ones and let go of the small ones, and do things according to the importance."

Li Weiru nodded with a smile: "You have been smart since you were a child. I know that even if you don't say it, you will realize it soon. But what I want to say is more thorough - it is not a matter of big or small, but that you should leave. The concept of ‘doing something’.”

"." Li Mingqing stood still blankly.

"You can unite the Tianshan Mountains, eliminate the backbone of the seven dragons in one night, and bring Cuiyu back to life. This is something I can't do in my life. You want to do more and better, of course it's not bad, for a leader , you are already too good." The old man also stopped and looked at her kindly.

"But what if you fail?"

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"It will be like today." Li Weiru answered herself. "Because I can't do something and let others get my hands on me, I will be upset and angry, thinking that I have been humiliated, and thinking about winning back somewhere."

The old man looked directly at the girl with serious eyes: "Qing Qing, this is not the way to be a leader."

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"To become stronger, Cuiyu has a hundred aspects to take care of and a thousand things to do. Killing the Seven Dragons is just one of them. You have to broaden your sharp and indestructible vision. It doesn't matter if it's blunt. Lift them to a high place and look at these things." Li Weiru turned around and moved forward again, "Qing Qing, I know that you already have the courage to charge into the battle alone, kill the generals and capture the flag, so when will you be able to stabilize the situation? How about sitting in the middle of the tent and strategizing in all directions?"

".I understand, Master."

Li Weiru nodded: "Then do you know where to start?"

".Let go of the minutiae of things."

"No, you have to change your mentality first." Li Weiru looked at her with a smile, "Otherwise, you are just 'acting as the leader' again - you are used to playing the leader, aren't you?"

Li Pingqing's apricot eyes widened.

"Just now in front of Zhang Wenqian, you were slightly angry but not arrogant, powerful but not arrogant. I saw only cold anger but no acute injury." Li Weiru walked slowly with her hands behind her hands and her tone was slow. She looked at her and said with a smile, "But you are already worried. Are you so angry?"

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The old man turned around and said softly: "You are smart, good at acting, and react quickly. You know what expressions you should show in front of whom, and you also understand the principle of keeping emotions and anger hidden. But if you act, it means you are not, right. ?"

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"So I said it's a matter of mentality. You are now like a fierce general leading the entire army, trying hard to behave like a marshal - but you should be a marshal."

"But... mentality." Li Mingqing looked at the old man who had brought her up since she was a child. Ever since he could remember, he had rarely seen him angry. The girl flattened her mouth and said, "You mean, someone as big-hearted as you?" ?"

"Haha, I'm not teaching you how to cultivate your moral character." Li Weiru smiled, "And actually, I haven't cultivated it either. I've always had a good temper since I was a child."

Then the old man was silent for a moment and sighed: "So, Cuiyu has nothing to gain in my hands, but it is declining."

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"However, this is exactly what I want to tell you. I am like this, so Cuiyu is like this, can you understand?" The old man looked at her seriously, "This just shows the influence of a real leader on the sect. The leader is not a director who does chores for the sect. It is not enough to do things and then show a calm and dignified demeanor in front of outsiders. For a sect with a history and a future, the leader is its heart and soul, so The master's own mentality determines the temperament and character of the entire sect - don't imitate its appearance, but become its soul, you are just one step away."

".This step seems to be much more difficult than doing a hundred things meticulously."

Li Weiru stood still: "Look at me, Qing Qing."

Li Mingqing turned her head.The old man Shen Yun's eyes were gentle but firm. He looked at the girl, as if he wanted to pass on his spirit: "Qing Qing, you really don't feel depressed about Qi Jiao winning, because on this day, Cui Yu did It is normal for one or two things to go wrong among a hundred things; you have no desire to win back a match, because they are just asking for life, and you just want to continue to crush them to death, that's all; you don't want to win because of Zhang Wenqian's If you make a move behind your back, you will be furious and retaliate, because Cuiyu is from a well-known family and has always been generous and upright. You grew up in the mountains and regarded the emerald bird and jade cicada as a clean soul; you will never be anyone's vassal, just like the kingfisher. If you are arrested, you will go on a hunger strike and you will never leave the green mountains and white waters. You think this way and you will act this way. There is no need to pretend to be anything, you are the spirit of Cuiyu."

Li Mingqing stared at the old man blankly, nodded slowly, and suddenly frowned: "I may lose this feeling tomorrow."

"It's okay." Li Weiru smiled and hugged her shoulders, "I will keep reminding you in the next two years."

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When I came back from the state office, the bright moon was already in the sky. In fact, it would not be long before dawn.

For several people, tonight was not an ordinary night. Shang Huaitong opened the door and leaned his sword aside, feeling the slippery feel of moss under his feet.

Waterside pavilions are like this. It is always difficult to suppress moisture, especially in rainy seasons. There is always some white velvet growing on the thresholds and window lattice.

For quite some time when he was a boy, Shang Huaitong liked to look at them in a daze, wondering whether they were so-called secluded beings.

Later he thought of course not.

Born on a dead tree, it has nothing to stretch out. It lives when it encounters rain, and dies when it encounters sunshine. Such a short-lived thing is not worth a moment.

The real secluded life must be spread out in the earth, light and fragile, but it can incarnate into hundreds of billions, endlessly and endlessly.

Ever since he read this Sword Sutra when he was a child, that strange scene has often appeared in his dreams. He has been trying hard to capture that strange and wonderful scene, reading, thinking hard, understanding, and realizing. He worked hard and became addicted to it. in.

And the aura appeared in an instant.

That night, he suddenly dreamed of entering the netherworld, and saw thousands of fluorescent strands growing out of his body, and in distant places, there were countless selves closely connected to him, and they shared everything, including harm and benefits.

In that strange realm, where "they" permeate, everything is under control.

That kind of transparent control cannot be explained in words, and such a penetrating perception cannot be achieved by humans. Eight years after he got this book, he understood for the first time why he was called the "immortal" in the earth.

It was only after reaching this state and grasping this feeling that the sword appeared so clearly before his eyes and was within reach.

He even suspected that he had stabbed it in his dream.

But after waking up, there is no trace of the fairy dream after all.

But he now knew the realm he should reach and the feeling he should hold - by understanding the meaning of "all of me", he could master the Sword of Yusei.

In the days that followed, he sat in meditation, practiced swordplay and read, and even cultivated feelings, pursuing that feeling. It was not until he was about to arrive that he realized how important the missing pages were to the road.

There is more than just it underground, and there is more than him in the world. All things are competing for life, so why is it "all me"?
These two pages were supposed to write the path, but now they are gone.

Shang Huaitong was stuck here for two years, until one day he completely realized how despicable and ridiculous the people around him were.

The sense of superiority that had always been hidden in his heart and despised the surroundings was truly put in front of him on that day - carrying the sword of the fairy spirit, he would eventually be a guest of the high-altitude Qingyun. He was originally and born to be aloof. .

Why can't it be all me?
But if there is any obstruction, just remove it.

Relying on this violent pride, he spent a long time writing "Plucking Weeds" to fill in the two missing pages.

At this point, everything is ready.

He will carry out all these preparations and carry out this sword in front of Sui Zaihua tomorrow under the gaze of thousands of people.

No matter what conspiracy, conspiracy, dirty accusation, everything is a ridiculous tie that can be easily stepped down. Regardless of anyone's obstruction, he will enter the sword repair academy with an unrivaled attitude.

With the cultivation of six lifetimes and the repair and acquisition of a Yi Sword at the age of 23, he believed that he was enough to be proud of Lianzhou, and just looking at Sui Zaihua's expression after hearing this, he knew that he agreed with this.

Shang Huaitong took the cloak. In the wooden box, five pieces of grass were still growing.

He walked over, pulled out two more, and threw them on the ground. The wooden box seemed empty.

This time he did not light the candle. The moonlight shone in through the door and window, and fell on the soil that had lost its grass cover, creating a silvery frost.

Shang Huaitong picked up the Scroll of Youxian and studied it for an unknown number of times as usual.

After reading this extremely familiar half of the volume this time, he looked at the second half and couldn't help but turn a few pages, with an expectant smile on his lips.

Outside the window, the cold colors turned into warm colors and the sun rose.
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When the first ray of morning sun shone on the tower, the west gate of Bowang City was already open.

The city gate opened half an hour earlier than usual today. The city defense officers and soldiers lined up on both sides, leaving a wide doorway in the middle.

Not long after waiting, the sound of thunderous hooves came closer and closer. Soon, six men on horseback carrying swords galloped in. At the front, a white horse was as powerful as a frightening dragon, pulling away the companions behind it by a full five or six feet.

The second white one is among the four people behind. It is even brighter than the white horse. It is a graceful figure wearing a pure white cloak.

The officers and soldiers who were waiting curiously knew at the first sight of these people that they were definitely not locals.

It would be okay if they were alone, but if six of them came to Bowangzhou together, they would not see such a temperamental person.

In fact, just by looking at the people waiting in front of the door, you can tell that these visitors are not simple - an old man who looks rickety and frail, but those who went to see Wubi yesterday knew that he was Li Weiru of the Cuiyu Palm Sect.

Next to him stood a man who was also over fifty, but looked much healthier. He wore rich clothes and soft boots, and had an extraordinary bearing.The officers and soldiers did not recognize this face, but the talisman hanging on his waist was something that his superiors asked him to remember when he took office, and it has long been imprinted in his mind - Terushi Sennindai.

Seeing the person coming, these two powerful men with great reputation unexpectedly took two steps forward at the same time, and the six-horse swordsmen immediately reined in their horses and dismounted. In front of them, a tall man stood firmly on the ground, raised his head and raised his fists. : "Gu Yunfu, a disciple of Tianshan Weifengchi, has met two seniors."

Li Weiru smiled and said: "I'm glad to see you, you are really extraordinary. The person we passed the letter to is Cuiyu Li Weiru. This gentleman is the master of Bowang Immortal Terrace, Cheng Lin and Cheng Yanjian."

"I have long admired you." Gu Yunfu saluted again, stretched out his arms and said, "The four junior brothers are all disciples of our sect Dongchi. This one——"

The person wearing a white hood was getting off the horse, and her movements were like clear snow and flowing clouds. She opened her hood, revealing a face of indescribable beauty, with a jade hairpin and a luan hanging down, like a fairy coming to the world.

"This is the jade girl from Mulanchi, [Anxiang] Shi Hairanxue."

(End of this chapter)