The breeze blows outside the window, swaying the branches gently, and the clouds in the sky slowly float.
When Ning Que opened his eyes and saw such a scene for the first time, he felt very peaceful in his heart. This sleep was one of the few times he had a very comfortable sleep in so many years.
Ning Que looked at Sang Sang sleeping beside him, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. At this time, Chen Pipi walked in from outside the door carrying food. Ning Que woke up Sang Sang, and he reached out unceremoniously and took the food that Chen Pipi was carrying.
Food.
"Hey, Ning Que, you're so rude."
"Which one of us is following who?" Ning Que blinked and said helplessly. At the same time, he kept moving his hands and handed the food to Sangsang.
Because of Xie Wuyou, Ning Que and Chen Pipi had already met each other. During the few months when Xie Wuyou came to Zhishou to read the Heavenly Book, Ning Que and Chen Pipi became friends because of the books in the old library.
We have been talking for a long time.
"That was before, don't forget, you are my junior brother now." Chen Pipi saw that the food he brought was being eaten by Ning Que and Sang Sang, so he picked up a piece of pastry and said.
Ning Que was startled. Over the past few months, he was used to talking to Chen Pipi like this, but he didn't realize that the relationship between the two had changed.
Ning Que immediately stopped stuffing food into his mouth and performed a ritual gesture towards Chen Pipi that he had seen Chen Pipi perform towards his senior brothers and sisters before.
"Ning Que has met his twelfth senior brother."
Seeing that Ning Que suddenly became serious, Chen Pipi found that he was a little uncomfortable. What he just said actually had no other meaning. It was just that he was the youngest junior disciple in the academy in the past, and now that Ning Que was here, he naturally wanted to
Find the feeling of a senior brother.
"Forget it, just be the same as before. I'm not used to you suddenly being so serious."
Chen Pipi sighed, waved and said.
"Isn't that great?"
Ning Que himself felt very awkward. As soon as Chen Pippi said this, he returned to his original state. He ate and muttered: "By the way, Pippi, where did Lao Xie go?"
"Mr. Xie is now in the old library with Third Senior Sister."
Chen Pipi said.
"Third Senior Sister!"
Ning Que remembered that the third senior sister was the teacher Yu Lian in the old library. He had met her many times in the old library before. Every time he saw her, she was practicing calligraphy, so Ning Que was deeply impressed.
"That's right, Master."
Sang Sang remembered something and said to Ning Que: "When Brother Xie took me up the mountain to find you, we met Li Yu and his uncle. Brother Xie seemed to have offended him."
Sang Sang didn't know who that person was, but she knew that since he was Li Yu's uncle, he must be a person of high status. What if he faced trouble with Brother Xie later?
Li Yu’s uncle?
Ning Que frowned. Tang Emperor Li Zhongyi only had one younger brother, and that was Li Peiyan. This man was very small-minded. If Lao Xie offended him, there would inevitably be more trouble later.
Sangsang saw that Ning Que's expression was not good, and his face was full of worry.
Chen Pipi swallowed the cake in his mouth and said to Ning Que and Sangsang relaxedly: "He is just a prince, don't think so much. Ning Que, you have to know that this world is a world of practitioners, and you are now a master."
If you are your disciple, then there will be no one in the world who can trouble you anymore, and Mr. Xie is a distinguished guest of the Master, and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will teach him a lesson."
Looking at Chen Pipi's nonchalant expression, Ning Que knew that he still didn't recognize his current identity, but since it was okay, of course it was for the best.
On the other side, Xie Wuyou took Yu Lian's usual pen and wrote on the paper one stroke at a time. However, although Xie Wuyou was very serious, the words on the paper were still crooked.
Yu Lian looked at it and shook his head slightly, then looked at the pile of waste paper on the other side. The words on those waste papers were even more ugly.
Yu Lian is really getting more and more curious. He obviously has the supreme sword power to change the color of the world, but he still has to find a breakthrough with his sword power. He has outstanding aptitude, but he is like a newborn child. Everything seems to be starting from scratch.
She initially thought that Xie Wuyou and she were the same kind of people. Although the Twenty-Three-Year Cicada had never been rumored, and she did not feel the aura of the Twenty-Three-Year Cicada in Xie Wuyou, but the world is so big, there will always be
Something she didn't know existed.
Xie Wuyou didn't know that Yu Lian behind him was thinking about so many things. He was already immersed in his own words. Gradually, the crooked words began to become straight.
What he wrote was a sword character. At this moment, the pen and ink on the paper seemed to come alive. The pen and ink were filled with his sword intention. Every stroke was like a sharp sword. Gradually, a phantom appeared on Xie Wuyou's face.
The top of the head gradually forms.
"Magic Talisman!!!"
Yu Lian was horrified. She had watched Xie Wuyou start writing messily, and now, in just half a day, he had understood the magic talisman without any teacher.
You must know that it may be 'easy' to become a Talisman Master in the Haotian World, but there are absolutely very few people who can become Talisman Masters. Even though she has copied hairpin flowers and small regular script for so many years, she still has not touched the power of a Talisman Master.
A realm.
Just seeing how Master Yan Se has been searching for a successor for decades, and even trying to steal a disciple from his master at night, you know how precious a Talisman Master is.
But this distance, which was like a chasm in the sky to countless cultivators, seemed to not exist at all in front of Xie Wuyou.
"What kind of person are you!!!"
Yu Lian looked at Xie Wuyou with an inexplicable expression and thought to herself.
Xie Wuyou was immersed in writing and ink at the moment, and did not notice the changes in Yu Lian.
I have to say that what Yu Lian suggested to him was indeed a good idea, and practicing calligraphy gradually calmed down his mind.
Xie Wuyou used to feel that he was born for the sword and was born proficient in the art of swordsmanship. However, what he never expected was that he had such a mysterious origin. After seeing that memory in the sea of consciousness, it was as if he had experienced it himself.
Average.
No!!!
It's not like that, but it's his experience. Even so, it's not easy for Xie Wuyou to accept that he is just a sword.
As he continued to write, Xie Wuyou not only gradually incorporated the meaning of the sword into it, but every time he wrote, it was equivalent to reviewing his own swordsmanship.
Why learn sword!!!
Every time he wrote it, Xie Wuyou asked himself whether he practiced swordsmanship because he was originally a swordsman, or whether he practiced swordsmanship because he wanted to practice swordsmanship. He kept asking himself this question, but he never got the answer. p>
Until Xie Wuyou remembered Ye Hongyu outside Zhishou, he had asked her why she practiced swordsmanship. Ye Hongyu's answer was that she just practiced swordsmanship if she wanted to. But recalling Ye Hongyu's answer, Xie Wuyou asked her why she practiced swordsmanship.
There is an answer in my worried heart.
It was because he wanted to practice swordsmanship that he practiced swordsmanship, and it had nothing to do with his past. When Xie Wuyou figured this out, a magical talisman gradually formed on his head.
This talisman grew bigger and bigger, gradually covering the academy, and then continued to expand. Gradually, the entire Chang'an could see the talisman suspended in the sky.
The disciples of the academy, the practitioners in Chang'an City, the Emperor of Tang, the civil and military officials, and the entire people of Chang'an City all saw this talisman.
A magical talisman that belongs exclusively to Xie Wuyou.
Sword character!!!
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