It was the Qingming Festival, and the grass and orioles were growing in the suburbs of Chang'an, and the flowers were red and the willows were green. It was a good time to go out for an outing and enjoy the spring scenery. Princes, princes, grandsons, dignitaries and ladies, wearing light shirts, riding fine horses, traveling in groups, or bringing oirans and famous prostitutes, laughing and laughing all the way. Youth outings in Chang'an have always been very popular. From the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the fields are slightly green, women in the city can't wait to get dressed up and go out. Until the beginning of February, cold food and Qingming Festival continue one after another.
Naturally, the first choice for a spring outing is the southern suburbs of Chang'an, where you can travel to quiet villas and luxurious manors, or set up tents and banquets in the countryside and gardens, where you can enjoy poetry and wine.
Especially during the Spring Examination in February, scholars from all over the country who gathered in Chang'an would meet for an outing before and after the results were released. Even if they didn't get the chance, they would take this opportunity to make friends with scholars and students, who were all powerful and famous, and they would come to Chang'an.
An indispensable part of taking the exam.
Also held at the same time as the Imperial Examination Spring Festival, there was also the Taoist Examination in Xuanduguan. However, the Taoist Examination not only tested Taoist classics, but also magical effects. In terms of the number of people who took the exam, it was naturally far less than the Spring Festival Examination.
And unlike the imperial examination, there is no ranking in the Taoist examination. If you are proficient in the scriptures, you can be awarded the Taoist scriptures and the first level or the first level. If you have magic skills, you can directly be awarded a higher level.
In the future, he will be called and appointed by the imperial court.
Chang Qing, who had almost easily obtained the status of the Cave God, looked at the several newly promoted candidates in front of him, each having sex with the prostitutes beside him. He only felt noisy and noisy, and his mind could not help but drift into the distance.
Calculating carefully, it has been nearly three months since Cheng Sanwu left Chang'an, and no news has been returned yet. This will also tell me the results of my subsequent trip to Lingzhou to eliminate demons, and whether it is safe.
"Ichiro, Ichiro?" A loud call from the side brought Changqing's thoughts back. I turned around and saw a beautiful man next to me holding a wine cup. His eyes were filled with sparkles: "Ichiro's spirit belongs to him. Could it be that he is a jade slave?"
Is the service attentive?"
Chang Qing's expression was warm and indifferent. Before I was awarded the title of Cave God at a strong age, I had only become famous in the Taoist sect. Moreover, because I was the newly recognized Ichiro of Prime Minister Lu, I attracted the attention of the officials and dignitaries of Chang'an.
No matter how you look at that scene, it's strange. Ying Jun's descendant is called the swordsman of the world. He is supposed to be able to do trivial tasks such as mending clothes, but you just don't do it. But your behavior is like an abnormal male celebrity.
, but uses Yu Jian's path to thread the needle, which is incredibly clever.
That opportunity came slower than expected.
"Come back."
Faced with the continuous attacks, Chang Qing could only use sword skills to deal with them, and there was no way to distract himself from casting spells.
In a daze, Chang Qing dreamed of a few things. One moment, Lu Yan was standing beside his mother's bed, talking to you with a light face, but I couldn't understand the content of the conversation between the seven people; the next moment, he was in Nanyang House, and his mother was sitting
By the window, I stared at the rain curtain inside; a moment later, I was at the bottom of Songyue Mountain, looking up at the stars in the sky, silently turning around, as if I would become one of the stars.
Seeing that it was no longer possible to resist, Chang Qing made a decisive decision and shouted loudly. The hilt of the sapphire sword suddenly glowed with brilliance, and was immediately covered with the blade. When he moved it out, it turned out to be a shining rainbow!
The voice of Ying Jun's descendant came from the side, and I saw you sitting next to the desk, using the light of the oil lamp, your hands and swords, and you were using your needle and thread to mend your clothes.
Moreover, Chang Qing found that as his kung fu progressed, the "Liu Hong Penetrating Moon Sword" gradually failed to fit in with his own Taoist foundation. Especially when he imagined the true form of the god general, the weapon in the god general's hand also turned into a long sword, and he swung his sword.
The four poles seem to have no power to cut through the sky.
However, the intensive offensive still gave Changqing a chance to breathe.
However, that time the sword energy offensive became slower and slower, and in the blink of an eye, the rainbow flowed like a drill, almost covering Changqing's figure.
The two swords competed with each other, and the rainbows and colors were flowing, and the shadows of the swords were blurred for a while. If no one else was around, the naked eye would have already identified several moves.
"The effectiveness of Taoism and the swordsmanship of the gods are ultimately the achievements of one person. If you want to benefit all directions and benefit the people, you can only rely on Taoism and martial arts, and you can't do it alone."
Chang Qing hung her head high, clenched her hands with ten fingers, and felt extremely sad in her heart. During those days in Chang'an, I had gained fame, wealth, and a bright future, but I didn't feel happy in my heart. Only in Yingjun's descendants.
Only after meeting Master and seeing the real person can you forget your troubles, get rid of the way worldly people look at you, and completely obey your own will.
The moment he put his feet on the ground, Changqing's legs went weak. It turned out that Xingzhao's luck was too strong just now, causing him to lose strength, lose balance, and stumble backwards.
Junior Ying Jun just nodded slightly, and then asked: "When he broke the formation just now, it seemed that there were not many sword moves hidden in his swordsmanship."
It is precisely for this reason that few people are interested in Changqing, and want to use the Lu family to gain access to the Prime Minister, so as to participate in the implementation of the recent New Deal and gain a firm foothold in the officialdom.
"He will also be too weak to seek like-mindedness." Daguan Zhenren said: "People in the world have different bad and evil, and the gains and losses may not be the same. He must be in harmony with the light and the dust, and when he can develop a small trend, like a surging river, he will naturally
No one shares your mind."
"Did this junior fall into a coma just now?" Changqing asked again.
Changqing looked at Yingjun's young man whose appearance was illuminated by the dim light of the oil lamp. For some reason, he reminded me of his mother. However, in Changqing's memory, his mother had never been a male celebrity.
I saw Changqing holding out a sword in the neat room, and the momentum of penetrating the moon could be contained. In one fell swoop, he spread the rainbow sword energy from seven sides to attack, and the man and sword merged into one and swept into the manor. It was like tearing apart cloth, and successfully penetrated the sword energy in the garden.
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"What's there?" Taking the wine cup from Yunu's hand, Changqing had no interest in those famous prostitutes from Nuanyuge Pavilion in Pingkangfang. He just felt that you were all vulgar and vulgar, far more inferior than the descendants of Xia Yingjun.
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"Why?" Changqing was startled when he heard this and crawled a few steps under the bed, showing a panicked expression: "Did you make any mistake that offended the younger generation?"
Before the Taoist examination began, Changqing had no intention of closing the door to thank guests and focused on practicing Taoism and martial arts, but Master Keguan agreed with that approach.
Changqing vaguely felt that those people were even like Cheng Baqi. Although this guy was stupid and reckless, he often did not have a sharp perspective on the turmoil of the world.
Chang Qing glanced at me, her underwear was narrow and loose, I quickly tidied it up, but suddenly I thought of myself falling into Yingjun's arms after falling into a coma, which made me feel a little ashamed.
"Going forward, you will call me again with the sound of the flute." Yingjun's junior suddenly said.
Chang Qing's understanding is extraordinary. I feel that I may not have made any changes to "The Sword of Flowing Rainbow Penetrating the Moon". It's just out of insult to my seniors and juniors that I dare to make changes without permission. I just have to wait until the last time I meet with juniors Yingjun to mention it.
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Having said that, when Changqing and those scholars went out for an outing in the city, they saw that we were full of vulgarity and were wandering around with prostitutes, and they actually made up their mind to "be in harmony" with us.
"Who are these people he is talking about?" Master Daguan smiled faintly: "Many people who are concerned about the country and the people are in their positions and have the ability to contribute. They can only pay homage to the nobles in order to retreat." p>
However, when Changqing took a closer look, he saw that Yingjun's subordinates were wearing the sapphire blue robe with crane cloud patterns that he was wearing today. That piece of clothing was elegant and luxurious, and had an air of immortality. It was sent by Mrs. Lu in the future.
I sent it here to congratulate myself on being awarded the title of Cave God. Changqing usually thinks it is too noble and would like to show off, but today I have to wear it to socialize with a group of scholars, so I took the initiative to wear it.<
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This group of scholars went on an outing and had a banquet for a short half-day. We got drunk and came to a guest house in the southern suburbs to stay. It was late at night, and Changqing declined the embrace of the jade slave, and then heard the call of the flute again.
Set off immediately.
However, despite being ashamed, a trace of nostalgia arose in Changqing's heart. The soft touch and warm fragrance were still fresh in my memory, which made me even dare to raise my eyes and look at Yingjun's descendants.
Changqing pondered before nodding and said: "You understand, no matter what kind of career you want to achieve, it is mostly about gaining network and reputation. There will definitely be no like-minded people, and it will be even more difficult to do it with ease."<
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The sword array in the garden seemed to have no response, and it made a sound spontaneously, turning into several flowing rainbows and rushing towards it.
"He exerted too much energy in a short period of time and collapsed into coma. You have adjusted his Qi and pulse for him." Yingjun's descendant said.
"The jade hilt of his sword cannot store energy. When facing a weak enemy, it can indeed reverse the decline." Yingjun's junior said: "But it is not enough to store energy. You can do it later.
I taught him a method of cultivating swords with true energy, by which I might be able to refine a flying sword."
"He's awake?"
With a serious look and concentration, Changqing raised his sword and exerted his strength. A subtle sword intention pointed out with the sword edge, facing the small door of the manor.
In those few months, Chang Qing also met privately with Ying Jun's descendants several times, and my swordsmanship also improved by leaps and bounds due to the subordinate's personal guidance.
"His swordsmanship is not perfect anymore. He will have to rely on himself to master it in the future. Naturally, he will need your guidance." Did Ying Jun mean to blame him? "You have nothing else to do, and he will be appointed by the imperial court in the near future.
Nowhere to go."
Ying Jun raised his eyes and looked up, wondering if he had any distracting thoughts. He was hiding his sharp sword intent as before, which made Chang Qing feel ashamed.
"Oh..." After getting along with each other during those days, Changqing knew that Yingjun's younger generation may seem easy-going, but others can't sway you about what you decide to do, and you just don't say anything.
"Junior thinks so too." Changqing was moved in her heart. I didn't originally think so, and I was worried that it would be accepted. Unfortunately, Yingjun's junior is quite open-minded.
After days of debate in the court, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the New Deal led by Prime Minister Lu is about to be implemented in all provinces across the country. In the future, local states and counties will probably go through a period of elimination, and not many people will be dismissed from office.
, correspondingly there will be a lot of space left.
Ying Jun's descendants have proven their innate realm, and the Liu Hong Guan Yue Sword Technique can be regarded as an abnormal martial arts in your hands. Even with the Evergreen Jing Dao Technique, it is still difficult to resist the sword energy of Ying Jun's descendants.
"Save you."
After running around for a while, I came to a quiet manor. Before I retreated, I could feel the sword energy surrounding the garden forming a formation. If I rush to retreat, I am afraid I will be hit head-on by the sword energy.
Yingjun's descendant shook his head again: "Although Liuhong Guanyue Sword has no moves, it always requires people to stick to the fixed form. Just like you, you will ask for his swordsmanship to be as special as yours, and it can only be integrated with your own foundation.
It’s the right thing to do.”
Changqing was extremely surprised when he heard this, and immediately bowed and saluted: "Thank you for passing on the Dharma to the younger generation!"
"When he broke through the sword formation you set up, his robe was torn several times." Yingjun's junior saw through Changqing's doubts and said proactively.
Seeing me like this, Mr. Ying was silent for a moment, and then took the initiative to say a few words of comfort: "I must be worried. When he masters his swordsmanship in the future, you won't feel it. Maybe this is the time for you to see him again."
At this moment, Chang Qing’s eyes blurred. No one took the initiative to reach out to support me, but I jumped back into the other person’s arms with courage. My face was suddenly filled with a soft touch, and I could smell a hint of heat and fragrance, just like watching the mountains and forests before the rain.
The rolling fog makes people forget about the mundane world and fall into sleep independently.
Changqing needed to take a closer look, but without realizing his sword intention, his body naturally used the moves and fought with Liuhong, as if he was fighting against a swordsman who could not see his figure.
Originally, Chang Qing really liked others to think of me as Ichiro of the Lu family, but I was even more disdainful of the behavior of these people who flattered and tried their best to cling to the powerful.
As soon as these words came out, Changqing suddenly woke up and sat up. When he raised his eyes, he saw that he was in a bedroom with complex furnishings. There were several unusual cabinets and cabinets, and there were no spare decorations. The window was still completely white. Think about it.
It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep.
"Does Master want you to have less contact with these people?" Chang Qing asked.
Changqing opened his mouth to ask, but before he could say anything, he suddenly realized that Yingjun's descendants might have forgotten to restrain their sword energy when they called him in. This move must be a test for him.
Hearing the secret transmission from Yingjun's descendants, Changqing bowed her hands towards the small door of the manor and said yes, but found that the sword energy in the garden had not dissipated, and she simply retreated.
Changqing thought about this and quickly shook his head, cursing himself secretly for being so disrespectful towards Yingjun's descendants. He was really disgusting.
Ying Jun's descendants never have a gentle look when getting along with Chang Qing, but you will be strict and indulgent when it comes to teaching swordsmanship. Especially during sparring, the offensive rarely stops, forcing Chang Qing to use all his strength.
He had to deal with every move in a timely manner, and it was through continuous training that Changqing's swordsmanship developed rapidly.
Chang Qing hurriedly dissuaded: "Why do the younger generations have to worry about such a big thing? You can just take it to the tailor and craftsman to repair it later."
Chang Qing dared not to hide anything and explained: "In order to hone his sword skills, I have been sparring with a martial artist who is proficient in sword skills for several days. Is it possible that I also learned some sword skills... Could it be that I have learned some sword skills..."
Did you do something wrong?"
Scholars who are not interested in official careers must pay close attention to the implementation of the New Deal. Few of us are gearing up, hoping to be selected and conferred by the Ministry of Civil Affairs before we succeed.
At the forefront of the dream, Changqing came to the glazed palace again. The man in colorful feathers stood up and raised his eyes, his red lips opened and closed:
Ying Jun's tone was exciting, but there was a hint of doubt in it: "You also do needlework in your spare time, but you don't think it's too hard."
Liu Hong passed over two willow trees in the gate of the manor, and the willow leaves fell with a sound. Together with Liu Hong, it suddenly turned into more than a dozen sword lights, approaching from all directions. Seeing this, Chang Qing moved on his feet and moved his body skills.
, shuttled between the flowing rainbow sword light, thrust out the sword quickly, the strokes were false, and the sharp edges met with a clang sound.
After thinking about this, Changqing pulled out the jade-handled windlass sword from his waist, held the sword and bowed before him: "This junior has offended me."