Song of Adolescence

The west wind on the ancient road, two people and two horses, are walking leisurely in a sunset.

Lei Wujie suddenly remembered something and asked Xiao Se: "Xiao Se, why do you know everything about the rivers and lakes? If my sister and Zhao Yuzhen really have an emotional connection, why don't people in the rivers and lakes know?"

Xiao Se coldly snorted: "People on the rivers and lakes don't even know that your sister is a woman, so how can they know that she and Zhao Yu are really involved?"

Lei Wujie frowned, "Then how do you know?"

Xiao Se glared at him: "My master told me."

Lei Wujie suddenly realized: "Three Masters? He really should know."

Xiao Se shook his head: "It was not the spear fairy who told me, it was my former master. He and your sister and Zhao Yuzhen were familiar with each other before." When Xiao Se said this, he subconsciously touched the Promise stick on his waist.

Lei Wujie let out an "Oh" and did not continue to ask. Xiao Se was always fragmented when he talked about his own affairs, always just clicked to the end, and refused to elaborate. Lei Wujie took his time and got used to it.

Xiao Se suddenly asked: "Why suddenly turn to Qingcheng Mountain? Zhao Yuzhen hasn't made a step down the mountain for more than 30 years. Do you really think you can persuade him?"

Lei Wujie looked ahead with a firm look in his eyes: "I just thought, my master, my sister, and the Taoist priest on Qingcheng Mountain seemed to have trapped themselves for so many years. In fact, they are all waiting for each other, who is the first to take that step? Now that my sister has gone down the mountain, this deadlock should be broken."

Xiao Se shook his head: "It's not that simple. Zhao Yuzhen didn't go down one step for 30 years. It is said that it was because of Lu Suzhen's motto that if Zhao Yuzhen went down the mountain, it would cause the world to shake, and maybe it would affect the position of the person in Apocalypse. So Qingcheng Mountain Three Ten miles away, three thousand cavalry have been stationed, just for fear that Zhao Yuzhen will really go down the mountain. However, those three thousand people wanting to stop Zhao Yuzhen is also a foolish dream, but it is just a watchman."

Lei Wujie smiled: "Please do not ask, you always have to try it before you know it."

Xiao Se looked at the two swords behind Lei Wujie: "How do you want to try?"

Lei Wujie raised his head, his expression was proud, and his tone was passionate: "Naturally, he asked Qingcheng with a sword."

A sword asked Qingcheng.

More than ten years ago, there was also a man who asked Qingcheng with a sword.

It was a winter, and Zhao Yuzhen was sitting in his courtyard, looking longingly at the outdated peach tree. He had just become the youngest celestial master since Qingcheng Mountain opened, which caused the whole world to shake. But he was still a young man. He buried his peach wood sword infused with pure Yang Zhenqi into the soil in the courtyard, causing the snow in the entire courtyard to melt instantly, leaving only the peach blossom tree. Gorgeous blooming.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the peach blossoms have fallen, and you can eat peaches." Zhao Yuzhen licked his mouth and waited foolishly.

But suddenly a gust of wind blew, Zhao Yuzhen turned around and found a man in white clothes and a gray scarf on the high wall of the courtyard.

Zhao Yuzhen was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Girl, who are you?"

At that time, Li Hanyi, who had always shown people in men's clothing and a gray scarf, even her voice deliberately changed, immediately became angry: "How do you know that I am a girl?"

Zhao Yuzhen, who was already proficient in the technique of looking at the air, had an innocent look on his face before seeing others, and scratched his head stupidly: "But you are just a girl."

Li Hanyi no longer paid attention to this topic, but looked at this silly Taoist priest and asked in confusion: "Are you Zhao Yuzhen?"

Zhao Yuzhen nodded: "Yes, I am Zhao Yuzhen. Would you like to sit down for a while, and you will have peaches in a while."

"Peach?" Li Hanyi was puzzled.

Zhao Yuzhen smiled: "Yes, I just injected the Lihuo Array Heart Art into my Peach Wood Sword and buried it under the tree. I have calculated the time, and in half an hour, peaches should grow. Up."

Li Hanyi frowned, "Li Huo Zhen Xin Jue? How do you use the supreme mental method of the Taoist Sect to raise peaches?"

Zhao Yuzhen was a little puzzled, and whispered: "Otherwise, what's the use of practicing it?"

Li Hanyi decided not to entangle with Zhao Yuzhen, and finally explained his intentions: "I am Xueyuecheng Li Hanyi. I heard that you are the youngest celestial master since Qingcheng Mountain opened. I want to ask about your sword. ."

Zhao Yuzhen closed the skirt together: "Xueyuecheng, Li Hanyi. Putting these six words together, it's a bit cold. Don't delay my peach growing up."

Li Hanyi finally exhausted his patience. He pulled out the Tingyu Sword from his waist, leaped up and struck Zhao Yuzhen with a sword.

Zhao Yuzhen took a step back in a hurry, put his finger on his lips and bit, Lingkong drew a talisman in the air. When the talisman was painted, there seemed to be a lion roaring.

"Taiyi Lion Art?" Li Hanyi snorted coldly, and smashed the talisman with a sword. "I'm here to ask about swordsmanship, don't give me these Taoisms!"

Zhao Yuzhen couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you like this? I can't use a sword now!"

"Why?" Li Hanyi asked.

Zhao Yuzhen looked resentful: "Where is my sword under the tree? If I draw the sword, I won't be able to eat this peach!"

Li Hanyi's sword power suddenly stopped, she probably thought for a long time before she understood Zhao Yuzhen's logic, then put away the sword and took a long breath.

Zhao Yuzhen thought that Li Hanyi understood what he meant, and he sighed with relief: "If you have something to say, you have something to say."

Li Hanyi raised his head, looked at the splendid peach blossom tree, and whispered: "Eat peaches?"

Zhao Yuzhen nodded: "Eat peaches!"

Li Hanyi suddenly pulled out the Tingyu sword again, the sword was raging, and the peach blossoms full of trees fell instantly. Li Hanyi leapt up lightly, the peach blossoms flying around the sword, and the white robe fluttering in the wind, she lifted the sword leisurely, and the moonlight flashed on the sword.

Floral fragrance and moon shadow complement each other.

That was the moment of Yuexi Huachen's sword.

It can be called outstanding.

Zhao Yuzhen is almost obsessed with it. For the first time in 16 years, he has cultivated his morality and cultivated his nature. For the first time, he felt a surging feeling in his heart.

But the next sentence immediately poured cold water on him.

"Eat peaches? I'll let you eat a fart!" Li Hanyi's sword turned, gathered the peach blossoms into a small ball, and then stomped them down, scatter the peach blossoms all over the courtyard.

Zhao Yuzhen finally couldn't help it, and shouted angrily: "Sword up!"

The red peach wood sword rose from the ground, Zhao Yuzhen took a step forward, grabbed the sword, and cut it down. Li Hanyi didn't expect this Taoist priest to fight and fight. He just established his power with one sword, but before he had time to make a second sword, he could only retreat quickly, but couldn't avoid it. The gray scarf on his face was split into two by Zhao Yuzhen's sword. Half, falling to the ground.

"I just said you are a girl." Zhao Yuzhen said with a smile.

Only in the next moment, Zhao Yuzhen, who could see the face of the other party clearly, seemed to be stunned. He thought for a while and said, "I am still wrong. You shouldn't be a girl...you, are you a fairy?"

Li Hanyi hurriedly turned around, with a hint of unhappiness in his voice: "After March, I will ask the sword again!" After speaking, he jumped and walked across the wall.

Only the young Taoist priest who was a celestial master at the age of sixteen looked at the unnamed peach wood sword in his hand for a long time, then smiled slightly, and threw the peach wood sword in his hand high, then fell down and inserted it in the garden. Under the withered peach blossom tree.

The peach blossom tree is prosperous again in an instant.

"From today, you will be called Peach Flower Sword." If Zhao Yuzhen had a mirror at this time, he would probably have noticed that he himself was like a spring breeze, and his face was like a peach blossom.