Outside the south gate of the Four Prefectures of Taiqing.
Zhao Rong followed Mr. Yan and his senior brothers and set off back to Linlu Academy.
Because the gentleman who replaced Mr. Yan was late in returning, Zhao Rong's trip to the four prefectures of Taiqing took one month longer than expected.
It was still early autumn when we first arrived, but now autumn has deepened. The mountains and forests outside the south gate are covered with light yellow autumn clothes, and the occasional touches of emerald green are particularly conspicuous.
The morning sun was filled with a chilly chill, and Zhao Rong lowered his head and straightened his autumn clothes.
When he returned to the academy today, he no longer wore the thin student uniform of the past. Instead, he specially put on this thick Confucian shirt made for him by Qing Jun, and it was the one he chose with the best materials and workmanship.
It was still early at a quarter past nine o'clock, and there were very few pedestrians outside the mansion except for a few students who had returned home with their clothes stained with dew.
Zhao Rong pulled up his sleeves and couldn't help but look back at the gate again. Except for the conspicuous Taiqing Tianjiaolu on the pure white rocks on both sides, the surrounding area was empty.
I guess he was really angry... By the way, it seemed that I accidentally pinched him a bit hard...
He sighed slightly, looked down at a certain hand with teeth marks on it, turned around, caught up with the team of senior brothers, and left.
Shortly after Zhao Rong left.
There is a beautiful figure emerging from the south gate.
Zhao Lingfei looked at Brother Rong'er's retreating back and the familiar clothes he was wearing, and smiled lightly.
When Zhao Rong disappeared from sight, she frowned slightly, but then breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Lingfei suddenly turned her head and glanced at the Taiqing Tianjiaolu on the rock on one side. Her eyes lingered on a long-lost name for a moment, then she frowned and turned back home.
That was the name of the fastest Jindan realm student since the establishment of the Taiqing Four Prefectures in Wangquezhou. In her eyes, the Taiqing Tianjiao Record only had that line of text. It had been like this since Zhao Lingfei first entered the Taiqing Four Prefectures from here.
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Zhao Rong and his party walked all the way back south. Wherever they passed, the sound of books resounded throughout the mountains and forests.
According to the rules of the academy, all academicians and students of the academy must read in the morning at 2:00 a.m. every day, and even the gentlemen will follow along.
Zhao Rong and his senior brothers, led by Mr. Yan's hearty voice, recited the sage's words loudly.
Surrounded by the energetic sound of reading, he suddenly thought of Mr. Yan's words that day in Maple Forest Courtyard.
If it were planted in our Linlu Academy, it would never be like this...
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, and became more and more determined to choose Mr. Yan's Confucianism and Taoism. Now that he returned to Linlu Academy, he was going to read the Thirteen Confucian Classics carefully several times, reading them word for word.
Yes, lay a good foundation.
As for several other arts, Zhao Rong promised Mr. Yan to learn them, but he was not prepared to expend too much energy...
Suddenly, Zhao Rong came back to his senses and remembered what happened last night. He kept reciting it in his mouth and silently recited it in his heart.
"Lao Gui, did you see Qingjun's heart lake clearly last night? What is the condition of her sword heart now?"
After Zhao Rong was turned away last night, he hurriedly returned to his residence to rest, but he also forgot about this matter. The sword spirit didn't know why and never took the initiative to say anything.
He frowned slightly.
He remained silent for a while, and when Zhao Rong couldn't help but prepare to give up, he suddenly spoke.
"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
"Bad." Zhao Rong said quickly without thinking.
"The bad news is that a first-class flying sword was destroyed and completely reduced to an ordinary thing."
"And your wife's heart lake turned out to be a strange lotus pond. Such visions of the heart lake of sword cultivators are the same as the alchemy chamber of the best golden elixir. They are rare wonders in the body of cultivators. They are extremely rare. They are purely dependent on God.
Enjoy the meal, the gift from the great road is wonderful..."
After a pause.
"It's just that the inner lake of the lotus pond that gave birth to the first-class flying sword has been half destroyed because the closely related low-grade flying sword lost its spirituality... In the lotus pond, the charming lotus lingers, but the silt inside the pond
too deep...
In fact, this was not a big problem originally. As for the lotus pond, it doesn't matter if there is a lot of silt. However, this lotus pond now lacks a source of living water to nourish the lotus pond, which cannot make the lotus flowers clear and clean without being evil.
It's a pity that it can be allowed to dry up. It's a pity that this lotus pond can come back to life with only this crucial step."
The sound of reading in Zhao Rong's mouth gradually faded away, and in the end, only the shape of his mouth remained.
He was silent and said in his heart: "What about the good news?"
Gui coughed slightly, "Zhao Lingfei has two first-class flying swords. One of them was destroyed. Ahem, it doesn't matter if most of the rare wonders of the heart lake were destroyed. She also has one first-class flying sword. As long as she works hard, she can also
Chance to reach the top of Kendo, but maybe not as fast as before, but...
This can’t be said for sure, right? Two first-class flying swords are certainly a good thing, but for a pure swordsman, it’s not better to focus on one sword. Of course, if her two first-class flying swords complement each other in magical powers
, that is indeed a big loss, but who knows..."
As he spoke, Sword Spirit's voice became smaller and smaller.
Zhao Rong's face darkened, "Why do I feel like it's all bad news?"
Gui wanted to nod in agreement, but because he was worried about something happening, he still said firmly:
"You have to think like this. The worst has not happened. At least she still has a first-class flying sword. This is definitely enough to surpass most of her peers on the mountain. She is probably also among the top few in Wangque Taiqing Mansion.
One, this is already a blessing among misfortunes, Zhao Rong, don’t be too greedy, don’t forget that you are just a loser, and you still worry about other people’s evil geniuses..."
"She is not someone else. Qingjun is my wife. If I don't worry about her affairs, who should?"
Zhao Rong couldn't help but interrupt Sword Spirit's words, and he said urgently:
"Laogui..."
"Can you try calling me again?" Gui said in an unhappy tone.
"Okay, Lao Gui... Gui, help Qingjun restore the quality of the natal flying sword that he destroyed. Can you repair her heart lake lotus pond?"
A possibility flashed through Zhao Rong's mind, and he sounded expectant.
Zhao Rong felt heartbroken when he thought that Qingjun's sword heart was broken because of his emotional injury, and half of the rare wonder of the lotus pond was destroyed. That was a first-class flying sword.
Feijian Avenue complements each other...
As a result, it is all gone now. Qingjun's talent in swordsmanship has at least been cut off by a large margin. Although it does not affect the final path to the top, who knows how much hardship has been added to it. Now she is stuck at the peak of Haoran Realm.
The bottleneck is the proof.
Qingjun could have easily crossed over...
Zhao Rong frowned.
Gui pondered for a while, "Okay."
It looked at Zhao Rongxinhu's emotional color and said truthfully:
"In the lotus pond of Zhao Lingfei's Heart Lake, the brilliant green lotus is still there. This is the credit of the surviving first-class flying sword. The two are closely related. Last night, I saw that the lotus pond seemed to be recovering. It was this green lotus.
The efficacy of lotus..."
"The silt is so deep that it's hard to question. As long as you can bring in some clear water, the lotus pond can come alive. Where does its original living water come from? I guess it must be the original miraculous effect of the low-grade flying sword..."
"Therefore, there is a mysterious relationship between Zhao Lingfei's Wonderful Lotus Pond and her two natal flying swords. If the quality of the fallen flying swords can be restored, there is indeed great hope to help her rebuild the Wonderful Lotus Pond, and maybe even break it.
Stand up and get to the next level."
"I don't expect to get to the next level, as long as I can return to my original state, I will be satisfied." Zhao Rong whispered to himself.
He turned and said in a deep voice: "Go back, I'm going to give Li Ji Jian Wan to Qingjun."
"No, I don't agree."
Sword Spirit spoke decisively.
Zhao Rong nodded to himself, "Okay, that's it."
Return: "…………"
It loudly said: "Are you stupid? You are a waste, worrying about the talent of someone else's proud daughter. Even if Zhao Lingfei is your wife, her swordsmanship talent is still better than yours no matter how low it is. You are sure to enter Haoran
When you are in this state, can you manifest a first-class flying sword? I see that you can't even hang a third-class flying sword."
Gui's tone was impatient.
"Don't be stupid and keep it well. Improving your own strength is the most important thing. I see that you are definitely not the illusory descendant of the ancient Li clan. Jianwan can only upgrade his natal plane to one level and cannot obtain the direct inheritance of Li Emperor.
Grade A, but I'm content with that. If you're lucky and your natal flying sword is stuck in a key position on C or B, you only need to upgrade it a small level to reach a level one."
It couldn't help but said:
"Master Zhao, I beg you, have you forgotten our promise? Stop being a boy who spreads wealth. Isn't it enough to send a purple energy from the east? I deliberately didn't tell you about it.
Function, but you still gave it away, Zhao Rong is really yours."
Gui was a little lucky to have brought the Purple Qi of Inaction, otherwise he would have suspected that when he woke up, the two Purple Qi from the East would be gone.
Zhao Rong was silent for a moment and shook his head, "Gui, what you said is wrong. You can't think like you do... Qingjun's sword heart was destroyed because of me. Although it was a misunderstanding between the two of us, mine was
The responsibility is great, so even if Qingjun doesn't blame me, I still have the responsibility to help her repair the sword heart and rebuild the Heart Lake Lotus Pond."
Gui wished he could lift Zhao Rong's Heavenly Spirit Cover, point at him and scold him, "Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu! You have to think clearly, Zhao Lingfei's falling-grade flying sword is already a useless mortal grade. It's not enough to use Liji Sword Pill to upgrade it to one level."
At most, it will be a C grade, and instead of doing this, it is better for you to use it more cost-effectively, why do you have to do that kind of loss-making business? If you go and ask her opinion, Zhao Lingfei will definitely agree with me."
Zhao Rong remained silent, because what Sword Spirit said was indeed right. This was not the pursuit of maximizing the benefits of cultivators.
I hate that iron cannot become steel.
"Oh, you want to compensate her, use other methods, don't waste Liji Jianwan. You want to help Zhao Lingfei's flying sword recover to the first level? This is probably something she would never dare to think about, but you insist on it
Show off your ability..."
Guihu paused slightly, glanced at the color of Zhao Rong's heart, and then sneered:
"Oh, is it possible that you can get a few more sword pills to help her upgrade one level at a time? Or are you hoping that Concubine Zhao Ling has the legendary bloodline and can reach the first level?"
It was quiet for a while above the heart lake.
Zhao Rong spoke softly, "Gui, I don't expect this. I'm actually very selfish. I'm not just throwing away money. I just... feel guilty and must repay her."
Gui was slightly stifled when he heard the words, and shouted loudly, "Insufficiency and conspiracy! Unreasonable!"
Zhao Rong was not a good-tempered person. He had some unresolved issues with him, so he said angrily:
"You still want me to listen to you? Last time you said that as long as you put the Tingni Purple Gold Furnace on the top of the mountain during a thunderstorm and make a bang, the elixir will be perfect. But I eagerly ran to try it, and there were ten or twenty bangs.
The sound almost deafened me, but it’s still useless. I can’t get the moon out of the bottom of the furnace!”
When Gui was annoyed, he was stunned when he heard this, "This..."
"What is this? Is it possible that I have wronged you? If you don't believe it, let's go and make a few more noises to see how you can quibble."
Zhao Rong rushed to say.
I was choked by him, but he was a master of yin and yang with a sharp tongue, so how could he be willing to speak at a disadvantage?
"cut."
It sneered and said confidently: "The thunder of this generation is not good, so what do you care about me? When I was in the Xuanhuang Realm, the thunder of that generation was much more powerful, hum."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
An hour later, Zhao Rong and his party arrived at Linlu Academy.
Zhao Rong had just had a big quarrel with Sword Spirit. In the end, both sides failed to change the other's views and had to break up unhappy.
However, after all, the two of them were one and could not be separated, so it was like now, no one paid attention to the other, and they were in cold war with each other.
Zhao Rong said goodbye to Mr. Yan and his senior brothers. Before leaving, he was given a few special instructions by Mr. Yan, telling him that he must study the other six arts in addition to classics and meanings.
Zhao Rong just nodded and responded without saying a word.
Everyone separated.
Zhao Rong walked towards the students' dormitories in the academy, preparing to pack his luggage first.
Today, he still has to report to the school and officially start the class.