Ascending, Do Not Disturb

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In the morning, when the sky was shining, Lin Biao opened the door and saw the emperor standing in the yard. He looked up at the gray-eyed day: "In order to get up so early?" When the disciple of Shuguangzong did not retreat, he had the habit of practicing swords early, but the son is now easy to move his sword. Do you appreciate the small courtyard of the inn?

Yanzong turned back to see Lin Biao, and his eyes stayed in his hands for a moment, "just woke up."

"You show me a set of swordsmanship." The back of the hand is behind him, and he said, "You have followed me on these days, and you have worked hard."

"My life is given by the son, why should the son be so polite to me?" Lin Biao pulled out the sword, "please ask the son to teach."

As a Yuan Ying monk who can make countless monks look up in the realm of comprehension, Lin Biao puts a set of swords to make it impenetrable, almost flawless. But it is only almost, waiting for him to complete a set of swordsmanship, Zhai Zongdao: "The sixteenth type of wrist is one inch higher, which is equivalent to leaving the weakness of your abdomen to the opponent."

Lin Biao re-arranged again, and Zhai Zong nodded: "Your swordsmanship has reached the point where the fire is pure. The biggest problem is that it is not enough. The sword is not one with you. You will have a good time in your leisure time."

"I wrote down." Lin Biao also knows his weaknesses, but he does not have the talent of a son. If he wants to achieve the state of harmony between man and nature, he does not know when he will be able to open.

Many problems only need to be stopped, and there is no more words in the ancestors. The eastern sky has a bright red, and the sky is bright. Yan Zong looked up at the bright light of the sky, like a jade-like face, and it was as cold as jade.

"The son..."

"Continue to practice the sword." Yan Zongtou did not return. "If you practice the boat, you should not slack off."

"Yes." Lin Biao no longer said more, continue to practice the sword.

Lin Biao trained the sword, and Zong Zong looked at it until the rising sun, the door to the east of the small courtyard was opened, and the girl wearing a crescent-colored skirt came out from behind the door.

"Lin's predecessor, Mou Zong." The mood seemed to be very good. The white cheeks were smiling on the cheeks and jumped to the front of the emperor: "You got up so early?"

Yan Zongchao looked at her hair, and her eyebrows were infested with warmth by the rising sun. "Lin Biao trained the sword, I came out to see."

"The swordsmanship of Lin's predecessors is really good." He stood next to Mou Zong, and he was embarrassed. "When I first met you, I thought that Lin was a monk of Jin Dan. I didn't expect him to be Yuan Ying's ancestors."

"You are still low, it is normal to not be able to correct others." Yan Zong looked at her sideways. "Lin Biao still has a little time to finish, I will accompany you to breakfast."

"Okay." I know that it is not easy to interrupt when practicing the sword, and I promised the advice of the Emperor.

The inn's buddy saw the two men coming out from the back yard and greeted them warmly. Guests who can rent a small courtyard in the inn, that are rich people, need to be careful.

The meals that the guests need are served on the table, and the dumbs are wiping the table while listening to the guests’ speeches. In the big inn to be a buddy, the way he is busy solving problems is to listen to the guests about various interesting things. Which monk betrayed his own Taoist priests, which big disciples are in trouble, which big family has a cultivation genius, and what kind of masters and apprentices turn against their enemies. All let him listen to it.

"The next year's exchange meeting is definitely the top of the Tsang Guangzong. The other top ten sects also have wonderful performances. I want to see a lively event. It is said that the tickets for the exchange meeting have been fired to more than a thousand Lingshi. Zhang. I have been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, there is nothing, there is no Lingshi, this lively can not be seen."

"Those hawkers who are pushing up the price are also wicked. The highest price of the tickets for the last exchange meeting was only 1,200. The conference, and it took more than a year to start, it has already reached the last high price, and wait until next year. I must definitely call out the high price of two thousand Lingshi."

"No way, there are too many fools in the real world."

"Oh, if you have money, you are a fool, you can't afford money?"

"You friends, friends, everyone, let's talk, don't talk about the fire. Let's talk about it. In the next year's exchange meeting, which Zongmen performed better than the Shuguang sect."

"In the top ten sects, in addition to Yunhuamen, which sect is possible."

When it comes to Yunhuamen, everyone in the inn has a tacit laugh.

Mou Zong held his hand in the spoon and paused. He looked back and looked at the people laughing and frowning. However, I don’t care too much about these laughs. Instead, I listen to them and listen to them with gusto.

"The strength of Yunhuamen is not weak. How can it not be more colorful?" In the corner, a little boy who seems to be only in his teens is puzzled. "Why do you want to say this?"

“Shoulang Lang is the first time to go out?” Dahan, wearing a gray robe, laughed loudly. “The last exchange meeting was held by Zhao Yuzong. Yunhuamen sent more than 20 disciples to participate. How do you know that these disciples are halfway through the road? The time was forgotten, and when they arrived at the Zhaozong Zong time, the first match of the exchange was over, and they didn’t even qualify for the competition."

The young boy was stunned and did not seem to think that Yunhuamen would actually do this. Listening to the laughter of all of you, he stunned for a while: "Where is the next year's exchange meeting, if you want to buy tickets, who should you look for?"

"The next year's exchange meeting will be held in Shuguangzong, otherwise the price will not be so high." The people in the room chatted about other people's interesting things, but they were not bad-minded people. When they heard the young son asked, some people answered enthusiastically. It is.

"A lot of sects will be received by the admissions. Some sects will be able to come up with some tickets when they are on hand. As long as the son has a monk, they can prove that they are innocent and spend more money." It’s a woman who makes a knife. She looks beautiful and throws a wink at the younger son. “But the younger son must remember that when he goes to the site of the top ten gates, he must act according to their rules.”

The younger son was red-faced by the woman's eyebrows, and hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of meals, and hurriedly ran, causing everyone to laugh again. Some people laughed that even the children did not let go, and some of the young boys were thin, so such a good opportunity is not cherished.

Compared with the cool inn of Sanshu Town, Yicheng’s inn is too lively.

"Zhu Zong, next year's exchange meeting, is your sect?" whispered, "Is the exchange meeting fun?"

Mou Zong carefully recalled the previous exchange meeting, but in his mind, in addition to the different disciples wearing different disciples, it is a test that should be very easy, it is really not fun.

"Yes," said Zong Zongdao. "When you come next year, I will take you to Pecheng outside Zongmen and have a good stroll."

Shuguangzong is located in the Shuguang Mountain of Peicheng. Because Shuguangzong is known as the holy place of the monks, Peicheng is very lively, and even the city where the royal family is located cannot match. Before the ancestors, they rarely went down the mountain. Even if they descended from the city, they would fly directly from Pecheng. They would not easily enter Peicheng. For him, Peicheng is too noisy. But the bustling state town is just right for you to play with.

"I still don't know if I can go." Hearing those monks said that the ticket will sell the high price of two thousand Lingshi, and the heart has already moved. However, Zongmen will send those disciples to participate, she does not know, if she does not take her to the time, she can not go with a thick cheek.

"It doesn't matter. If your teacher doesn't bring you, I will pick you up at Yunhuamen." Yan Zong's mouth slightly rose. "I can still do this."

Listening to Miao Zong said so, he was happy. She sat up straight and said to Zhai Zongdao: "Don't forget to pick me up when you arrive."

"Good." Yan Zong smile is more obvious.

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"A hairpin only." Yan Zongxiao, "I have not sent a woman thing, do not know what you like, if you have something you like in the future, you can tell me."

箜篌 Put down the chopsticks and laugh: "Zhu Zong, if you are friends with people like this, you will suffer."

Mou Zong laughed and gave the little girl who was worth the price to Zhu Xiaocao. He said that he would suffer a loss, and he did not know how Yunhuazong raised it. He actually raised the little girl so delicately and innocently.

"I said that you are a few friends, you still have to say a few words. If these words are passed to Yunhuamen, I am afraid that it is not very good." A thin old man shook his head and shook his head. "The top ten sects are extremely powerful. You are Here, jokes about Yunhuamen, be careful to avenge them."

When I heard this, the monks were stunned, but they didn’t think of it. People have the psychology of being in a crowd. When one does not dare to do it, there are more people who do it, and the courage seems to be getting bigger. Now that this thin old man has come up, they realize what they have just said. If they are known by Yunhuamen, it is really wrong.

"It shouldn't be. I have been in contact with Yunhuamen's disciples. The character is very easy-going. Sometimes they even have fun with themselves. How can we make it difficult because we laughed and laughed?" The gray robe man was indefinitely moving, "More Moreover, we are not malicious at all..."

"The people of Da Zong Men are all good at making movies. Do you really care about it or not? Who knows it? When they are behind the accounts, are you not afraid of being here?" The old and thin old man is unpredictable. "There is no shortage of surface in the world." The high winds and bright festivals, the hypocrites inside the dirt."

"Elders are both cautious and can they say this in front of everyone?"

Just as everyone was in the air, a beautiful girl wearing a crescent-colored flying fairy skirt looked up and looked at the old and thin old man. "You are suggesting that Yunhuamen is a hypocrite, isn't it afraid of Yunhuamen revenge?"

"The old age is just a good reminder, but it is not that Yunhuamen is a hypocrite." The old man was stunned, and he did not expect someone to refute his words. "You a little girl, can you understand?"

A smile, this seems to be a good reminder to the monks present, but the actual is to provoke distraction, so that everyone thinks that the big door like Yunhuamen is a hypocrite, but the surface is generous, the actual is careful, a word is not the same To retaliate.

"The realm of comprehension is so big. If anyone says that the ten major gates are not good, they will retaliate. Are they not exhausted?" He turned his eyes. "If the ten masters are so idle, they have nothing to do." Don't be a top ten sect, just do the killer in the real world."

The good-looking little girl turned her eyes and it didn't make people feel resentful. On the contrary, some people laughed because of swearing, and think about it. This is also the truth. If the top ten sects are so careful, how can they sit in the top ten?

The reason why the big gates are big gates is because they have the ability to have the power. In the past one or two thousand, the rankings of the top ten sects have not changed. They have transferred the top ten sects, which is not because of the style of the work, the internal management is chaotic. Will it lead to a decline in strength?

"The beautiful little sister's words are very reasonable." The glamorous woman who had just stunned the younger son raised her red lips and laughed. "You still don't want to scare yourself. Some people are on the surface for us. Maybe they are provoking." If you leave, you can't be fooled."

The dry and thin old man is not happy: "What do you mean by Daoyou?"

"What can I mean?" The glamorous woman raised her eyebrows. "There are other meanings in the heart. If there is no ghost, it will be boring. Will you use me to answer?"

"You..." The old and thin old man changed his face and turned his head. "You said that they would not retaliate if they did not retaliate. You are not a Yunhuamen, can you represent them?"

Blinking his eyes, be careful about Zhai Zongdao: "This old man is so shameless, saying that he won't win that pretty sister, he will bully me this little girl, how can there be such a person."

The voice of the speech is small, but it is enough for many people to hear. The glamorous woman immediately laughed and said that she did not leave a half face to the old man: "No way, in this world, there are always elders who don’t have long brains. Sister, you are still young and don't know how complicated people are."

"Sister reminded me." He sang and sang with the glamorous woman, and almost smothered the old man on the spot, but he also knew that if the two women joined forces, he was not their opponent, so they could only bear it.

He paid the bill and turned his head and left.

The glamorous woman looked at his back and said coldly: "The old things that are in the heart."

After the old man left, the hall was once again bustling, listening to all kinds of bizarre rumors, and even things could not be eaten.

"I heard that the disciples of Liu Yanmen’s disciples on the day of the ceremony, in the face of the guests, ended the marriage contract with the fairy of Qingyumen, and turned to the third-order female repair of a refiner. The door is now enemies with Liu Yanmen, and until the next year's exchange meeting, these two sects may be fighting hard."

The strength of Liu Yanmen and Qingyumen in the realm of cultivation is also in the top 20. Now Liu Yanmen’s disciples have left such a big face in Qingyumen. I am afraid that it’s because of this. .

Listening to the words of Liu Yanmen’s disciples on the third-order female repair of the refining device, even the Qingyumen’s single Lingen’s pro-disciplinary female disciples don’t wait, and I always feel that this is a bit wrong. There is nothing wrong with the pursuit of the merger of the body and love, but this kind of thing should be clearly stated, why wait until the ceremony to make a noise?

Their love is precious, and the female master of the Sapphire Gate should have a face for their feelings?

“Have you eaten?” Mou Zong touched the porridge bowl in front of him. “The porridge is cold, should you let the buddy change a bowl?”

He shook his head: "I go back to meditate."

Zhai Zong stood up and followed behind her. Passing through the cloister, away from the hustle and bustle of the front hall, I kicked the stone bench in the small courtyard: "The disciples of the Liuyanmen are so shameless."

I just didn’t pay attention to the chatter of others: “...”

"Zhu Zong, what do you think?" He squatted on the stone table and lifted his face from his arm to see the ancestors.

"Yeah." Mou Zong nodded.

Looking at the calm face of Mou Zong, he smiled and sat down straight and said: "Yu Zong, you are so cute."

Mou Zong: "Well?"

A man who looks good and looks good is a beautiful scenery when he is puzzled. A man who looks good, is cute, and is upright, as long as he has a few more eyes, he can make people feel better.

I was in a good mood for most of the time, and she stood up: "Zhu Zong, I am going to meditate."

Mou Zong: "..."

The young girl’s mind is so difficult to understand?

There was a footstep behind him. He turned his head and looked at Lin Biao, who had finished the sword, standing in a banyan tree to see him. The master and the servant looked at each other quietly. Lin Biao wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and his voice was calm: "I didn't hear anything."

Miao Zong lowered his eyes: "You just practiced the wrong sword, you can practice it several times today."

Lin Biao’s sweaty hand stopped: "The son, I really didn't hear anything."

"I don't care if you didn't hear it." Yan Zong stood up and said with no expression. "Let you practice the sword. There is nothing to do with this. You don't have to think about it."

Lin Biao: "..."

Ah.

Among the three elders of Yunhuamen, Qiu Shuang was living alone on a hill. Because she was quiet, few disciples dared to disturb her throughout the year. But today it is a little different. She is meditating in Dongfu and she hears a disciple calling her outside.

“What?” Qiu Shuang walked out of Dongfu and saw a younger generation standing outside the door. He still had a tray in his hand. The tray was covered with a red cloth. I don’t know what was inside.

"Elders, this is something that Qi Yuefeng's uncle and let the flying sword messenger send you back. Please look over." The disciples of Wuxingtang stood in front of the autumn frost elders and were afraid to carry them.

"Give it to me?" Autumn frost was a little accidental. He reached out and took the tray. "Is it good to be outside?" Jin Yue’s letter from the former Guangzong of the past few days said that there should be no danger in the marriage of the disciples and the disciples.

"The disciple doesn't know, there is a letter from Uncle Shu to you, maybe there is a recent situation in the letter."

"I know, go on." He turned the tray back to Dongfu, and the autumn cream opened the red silk covered with it, and saw the gorgeous long skirt in the tray. The long skirt is white with a beautiful peony flower embroidered on it. In addition to the gorgeous embroidered skirt, there is also a twilight cloak and two handkerchiefs, the style and color are more luxurious.

She unpacked the envelope, and one-third of the content was praising her appearance. One-third of the content was said to be beautiful after she put on the dress. In the last few paragraphs, I mentioned the situation.

桓宗...

Looking at the name mentioned in the letter, Qiu Shuang smiled. It seems that he was very happy to be outside with this partner. It is hard to see the big blue silver flower in the real world. Stack the letter paper and put it back in the envelope. The eyes of the autumn frost fell on the gorgeous long skirt.

In the Shuguang Zongzhong, the female elders and the female peaks received a gift from the flying sword messenger.

The skirt is very beautiful, the patterns embroidered on the patron are also exquisite, and the hair is also their intention. The only problem is the sender. Ruthless indifference, regular manners, and even a sentence that does not like to say more than the teacher suddenly gave them what women like, what a terrible and weird?

A female elder deliberately followed the enlightenment. In addition to her, there were several female disciples and female peaks in Zongmen who received the skirts and plaques sent by the teachers. Even Jinyue did not have this sovereign.

The elder woman turned the skirt over and over again, but no matter how she looked, the skirt in her hand was not the top robes, but the beautiful skirts that were made beautifully, but only a few squads that could be streamed, let the skirts It looks more beautiful and has no defenses.

What is this?

"Elders, this dress..." The elders looked at the elders and looked dignified. They didn't dare to talk until the elders put the skirt down and asked her how to deal with the skirt.

"Hang it up." The elder woman thought about it and added, "Be careful, don't make folds."

Although it is not a robe, it is a kind of heart of the teacher. Thinking of the physical condition of the teacher, she sighed, and the children who acted coldly on weekdays began to know to bring them back.

Turn over and find a bunch of Lingshi, Fuxi and Faji to hand over to the entourage: "These will be still in Yicheng for these few days, and you will let the Flying Sword Messenger bring him to these things."

The teacher is now in poor health, and he should bring more artifacts and self-defense.

He meditated in the house for three days, and went out to see a man embroidered with the words "like the wind" standing in front of Lin Biao. Isn't this the uniform of the flying swordsman in the station?

Collapsed today, the third package sent by the Flying Sword Messenger, Lin Biao turned his expressionlessly, just curious eyes on the captain.

"箜篌 girl." Lin Biao nodded to her and took out two storage bags from the storage ring. "This is what your teacher sent to the Flying Swordsman yesterday."

I picked up the storage bag and opened it. The parcel sent by the elders of autumn frost had many implements besides Lingshi. Most of them couldn’t beat others, and they took the weapon to kill each other. Another one was sent by a few sisters and sisters. There was only one pack of Lingshi and the letter. The letter said that she should not be wronged outside, and let her go to the embroidery cabinet to buy a few hairpins.

Counting the Lingshi sent by the sisters and sisters, I found that after I bought the hairs of the teachers and sisters, I could still have two hundred Lingshi, and after deducting the delivery fee of dozens of Lingshi, there were only one hundred spirits left. Stone.

Is this one hundred more spiritual stones for her running fare?

She shook the letter paper and found a few words behind her. The general idea was that Yu Tuenmen had recently released several new scented skirts. They didn’t hold back and bought them. They were more difficult to keep, so she didn’t want to be sceptical. Less clouds.

This is really her sister. When she buys a hairpin and sends it back, she must write a letter asking them to help her buy the latest version of the fairy skirt. When she goes out and has no money, she will not give them a stone.

Looking at the look of a number of Lingshi, Lin Biao remembered the piles of Lingshi and the instruments sent to the son of the Emperor Guangzong and the peaks of the two days, and began to suspect that Yunhuamen could not recruit the best talent. Disciples, not because of anything else, but because they are too tricky to pro-disciples.

Their sons went out, and the gates of the Zongmen were sent by tens of thousands of Lingshi. The girl, a five-lingering pro-disciple, even counted the spiritual stone to live. I am willing to give my disciples a sword with a small spiritual pulse, but I don’t give much to the disciples some spiritual stones. What is the problem with Yunhuamen?

Although the teachers and sisters are very jealous, but the autumn frost elders are very generous, even gave her fifty thousand Lingshi, never so rich, and carefully put the Lingshi into their own storage ring, turned to see Lin Biao still: "Lin seniors These are the storage bags that Shuguang Zong sent to Miao Zong?"

"Well, there is nothing good, it is some Lingshi." Lin Biao did not dare to let her see what was in the storage bag, afraid of her inferiority.

I just want to ask, is there no money for Mou Zong, she can lend him, and she heard a quarrel from outside.

After staying at Yunhuamen for a long time, I heard that others had quarreled, and I couldn’t help but stand up and ran to the outside hall to see what happened. When she arrived at the door, she heard the words "Liuyanmen".