Li Chenan didn't know what kind of situation Xijianlou was facing.

But his master’s name is Wu Xichen!

Since the owner of the Xijian Building is the master's biological brother, he is also his biological uncle.

If the people of Xijianlou were really in trouble, I would have to help anyway——

Regardless of whether we can help or not, we must try our best to help, because there is also a grave of the master in the sword-washing building!

Of course, if I can enter the Wangqing Platform and understand the eighteen techniques of Fu Er Zhou Tian Jue, I think it will be easier to help Xijian Tower.

Some arrangements should have been made.

For example, secretly sneaking the Xuanjia Camp into the Sword Washing Tower.

After all, it sounds like the danger facing the Sword Washing Tower comes from the royal family of Wu State... Facing a country, even if you really become a great master, you can only save a few more people.

If Xuanjia Camp were in Xijian Tower, I'm afraid they could rescue a few more swords.

They will definitely be destroyed by the state's machinery. It would be better to dig out the master's ashes and take them back to Taohua Mountain in Guangling City for burial together.

But now my identity cannot be exposed.

Then the Black Armor Camp cannot be summoned.

Then we must delay the opportunity for the Wu royal family to take action against Xijian Tower until more than a year later.

In more than a year's time, it will be clear whether Zhongli Ruoshui can be saved.

Thinking of this, Li Chenan hugged Zhongli Ruoshui's small waist again.

His Dantian became hot again, and his internal energy flowed faster.

After all, I can't do anything more.

Why is this Dog's Fu Er Zhou Tian Jue so torturous?

In Xia Hua's sight, Li Chenan suddenly let go of his left hand, raised it to his eyes and looked at it, with a look of despair on his face.

What a sin!

I can’t even use my hands anymore!

This is God’s greatest punishment for the sins I committed in my previous life!

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…

Whether sad or happy, we can't stop because hope is ahead.

It was August 14th, the 24th year of Zhaohua period.

Li Chenan and his party arrived at Xilan City in Hexi Prefecture of Wu State.

At their speed, there were only three days left from here to Dongxu City, the capital of Wu State.

After passing through Hexi Prefecture, you will reach Hedong Prefecture.

Dongxucheng is located in Hedong Prefecture.

Xijian Tower is located a hundred miles outside Dongxu City!

As the capital of Hexi Prefecture, Xilan City is large and prosperous.

But this kind of prosperity belongs to them, and Li Chenan...has no love in his life.

It's getting late, so I can only stay in Xilan City tonight, because Zhongli Ruoshui is getting more and more tired.

Leading the way is Xia Hua.

She seemed quite familiar with this place.

When the carriage stopped and Li Chenan led Zhong Liruo out of the carriage and stood in front of the inn, Li Chenan looked up at the lantern hanging at the door??——

“Yelai Inn!”

He found that Yuelai Inn was a bit unusual, so he looked at Xia Hua and asked:

"Is this inn... opened by one person? Or is it just a coincidence in the name?"

Xia Hua was stunned, she didn't know either.

"It's probably a coincidence. Who can have such huge financial resources to open so many inns in various countries?"

Too.

How many Yuelai Inns have you met along the way?

If it were the same boss... this person would truly be considered extremely wealthy!

Li Chenan didn't think much, they walked into the inn. As soon as they stepped into the lobby of the inn, they saw that the lobby was full of people, and they heard the lively noise:

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and all the talents from Hexi Prefecture will gather together to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival at Yuejian Academy in Xilan City!"

"Everyone, at this Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meeting, an old scholar came from Kyoto. It is said that he will judge three poems together with our masters from Tsukimi Academy and send them to Kyoto!"

"Our Yuejian Academy has lost to Wanlin Academy in Dongxu City for the past ten years... This time, we must win back some face for Yuejian Academy!"

Xia Hua turned to look at Li Chenan.

Li Chenan has no interest in this.

He is now focused on Fuji Zhou Tian Jue.

He just wants to rush to the Xijian Pavilion as soon as possible, enter the Wangqing Platform as soon as possible, and be able to break through the eighteen techniques of Fuer Zhoutian Jue as soon as possible and become a grand master!

Because only in this way can Zhongli Ruoshui be cured and he can get the sexual happiness he desperately wants!

As for the rest...go to hell!

Xia Hua didn't know why her husband was in such a hurry to go to Xijianlou. She naturally hoped that her husband could also attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Festival. If he recited a poem at the cultural gathering, he would surely make these conceited students feel ashamed.

It will definitely become a good story.

It's a pity that sir has no intention of doing so.

Also, Mr. Xiang is indifferent to fame and wealth. With his mentality of seeing through the world of mortals, he will definitely not take such a poem seriously.

She went to the counter.

It seemed that he was showing a sign to the old shopkeeper.

Li Chenan saw that the old shopkeeper looked at them in surprise, and then said something to Xia Hua in a very careless manner.

After a while, the old shopkeeper waved and a waiter came running over.

Xia Hua turned around and came to Li Chenan's side, "Sir, Mistress..."

Zhongli Ruoshui did not resist this title and was very happy.

"It's been a tiring journey, and the student thought that both his husband and his wife were tired and needed a quiet rest, so he booked a reservation in the south courtyard... Sir, my wife, please!"

Under the guidance of the waiter, Li Chenan and his party walked through the lobby and arrived at the moon door leading to the patio.

As soon as his front feet crossed the moon gate, he heard a voice:

"Do you think it's interesting for Yue Jian Academy and Wan Lin Academy to compete in this Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival?"

Li Chenan turned around and saw a handsome young man holding up a wine glass. He sighed and said:

"I believe you all know about the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival held in the Ningguo literary circle during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year."

"I believe you all know the fifteen poems from that poetry meeting by heart."

The young man drank a glass of wine, looked at the eyes on his face, and said indifferently:

"Li Chen'an, the immortal poet, wrote sixteen poems."

"He wrote down all the gatherings and separations during the Mid-Autumn Festival, even if there is still some left... Everyone,"

The young man glanced at the students and raised his eyebrows: "Who do you think can write better Mid-Autumn Festival poems than him?!"

The young man suddenly stood up and laughed, "It's not that I object to you writing the Mid-Autumn Festival poems, but... with Li Chenan's pearls and jade in front of you, with your talents, I'm afraid it will be hard to build rubble!"

"

"The poetry finally decided by Yuejian Academy and Wanlin Academy cannot escape the comparison between it and Li Chenan's poetry by literati all over the world..."

"After comparing the ending, it is of course obvious that Li Chenan's reputation as a poet is not in vain... What fun would you have if you won the first place in this poetry competition?"

At this moment, a young man at the other table suddenly stood up and asked with a sullen face:

"Pugongzi, since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. According to you, don't we scholars no longer need to write poetry and articles?"

The young man named Pu grinned: "Of course you can write, after all, it can also cultivate sentiments, but your purpose is to compare!"

"You couldn't compare to him when he was alive, but after he died..."

He walked towards the door, "After his death, his poems became his last song. You..."

He suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand: "All scholars in the future will never be able to defeat him!"

"Because there is only one Shixian!"
To be continued...