This mountain road that stretches along the cliff is very narrow, so narrow that it can only accommodate one person. The reason why the little girl cried is not important. Besides, the little girl will not be in danger anyway. Therefore, the calligrapher just turned his head and looked at the hugger.
Several Mochiyuan disciples just looked at the little girl crying on Ye Chao's arm.
The little girl felt everyone's gaze, which reminded her of her stupid behavior just now. A feeling similar to shame arose in her heart, and the crying after being frightened stopped abruptly.
She wiped away the tears from her eyes, her face turned red due to her emotional agitation and complicated psychology.
"Shanshan is fine. Thank you for your concern, master and sisters. Jiange is about to arrive. Let's go on our way first."
For some unknown reason, a smile flashed across Wang Shusheng's face, and then he continued to take steps. Everyone looked at him as he walked, and after a few words of comfort, they started on their way.
The wind on the bank of Jiange Mountain was not strong, but it was just enough to blow up Ye Chao's white brocade clothes and make the fluffy down of the little sparrow fluffier.
After the thrilling moment just now, the image of white withered bones no longer appeared unconsciously in Shanshan's mind. She was no longer as frightened as before when she walked. She could even often look at her little one on Ye Chao's shoulder.
Sparrows communicate with their eyes.
However, when you look at the little sparrow, you will inevitably see the back of Ye Chao, who looks very uncoordinated with a sword box that is almost as tall as himself.
People in the River Country attach great importance to etiquette. This is based on the desire of the River Country to become stronger. To become stronger is very simple, that is, to constantly learn from the strong.
They yearn for the Tang Dynasty and the academies, and the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty and the academies is something that is easy to learn and do well. Therefore, they are even better than every Tang Dynasty and academy disciples in following etiquette.
If you are saved by someone, you should express your gratitude, but you don't like that person very much.
The little girl named Shanshan thought for a long time. When she saw the shadow of the sword tower hidden in the sea of clouds from a distance, she finally bit her lip and made a decision.
"Thank you just now."
She said it very quietly and did not say who she wanted to thank. However, the calligrapher heard it and Ye Chao also heard it, and they all knew who you were.
Ye Chao turned to look at the shy little girl and said, "But why do I feel that your thanks are not sincere?"
The main reason why the little girl spoke very quietly was to meet the etiquette taught by her master without letting Ye Chao hear her. However, Ye Chao heard it and said something that made her at a loss.
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After feeling at a loss, she became slightly annoyed. With her cheeks puffed up, she looked at Ye Chao's unpleasant smile and asked angrily: "Why are you not sincere?"
Ye Chaodao: "First of all, I don't know what your name is, and the word "you" can represent many people, such as calligraphers, your senior sisters, and this little thing. Also, the voice is too low, it sounds like you are talking to yourself.
language."
The little girl's face turned red again because of anger. She disliked Ye Chao even more. She even felt that she hated him now. However, he was right. Her thank you just now was indeed insincere.
"Mo Shanshan, thank you, Mr. Twelve, for helping us!"
Under Mo Shanshan's angry words, Ye Chao turned his head back with a smile. Of course, he didn't have to argue with a little girl. He just thought that in the future, this little girl would become a bookworm and one of the three idiots in the world.
He will become the youngest Talisman Master in history. There is just some evil intention at work in his heart.
There was a lot of movement between the two people. The disciples Wang Shusheng and Mochiyuan who were walking in front and behind the two people could naturally hear what they had just said, but they did not feel dissatisfied because Shanshan was making things difficult for them. After all, the twelfth gentleman cultivator of the academy
Although he is tall, he is only the same age as Shanshan.
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The path on the edge of the cliff came to an end. Ye Chao, Wang Shusheng and their group pushed aside the sea of clouds in front of them and walked onto the gentle and wide bluestone road. At one place on the bluestone road, several people stood upright like sharp swords.
The disciples of Jiange.
When they saw someone climbing to the top, they walked towards them without breaking the rules. After bowing, the leading disciple said: "Welcome to the sword pavilion. Because the sword appreciation meeting will be held soon, there will be many troublemakers, so
Please show me your invitation or a token proving your identity."
Wang Shusheng smiled slightly, took out a brochure with a thin sword from his broad sleeve and handed it to the leading sword pavilion disciple.
The disciple of Jiange opened the book and his face gradually became serious. He looked at the middle-aged scholar's face and compared it with the portrait he had seen in his mind. Then he shared the fold and bowed to the calligrapher again and said: "I saw Wang Shusheng. I was so offended just now.
Okay, come with my disciples."
After saying that, he glanced at a sword pavilion disciple next to him. The sword pavilion disciple nodded and retreated first.
Because of Wang Shusheng, the leading disciple did not ask the Mochiyuan disciples and Ye Chao behind Shusheng, and Ye Chao did not bother to take out the invitation card on his body and followed him to the Jiange.
The Jiange Pavilion is located on the highest mountain peak in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and naturally there cannot be any beautiful flowers and plants at the high place. The people in the Jiange Pavilion don't like those fancy things. There are only a few random rocks and cyan colors on the bluestone roadside.
of grass.
A tall building is very conspicuous, because it is very tall, and it is even higher on the top of the almost treeless and flat Jianshan Mountain. It is made of jadeite that is abundant in the lower reaches of the Gangshui River in the Moon Lun Kingdom. It is gray and white all over.
It refracts cold light under the sunlight, like a sword glowing with cold light.
Jianshan is a sword that stands in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and it is a sword that stands in the Sword Pavilion.
Looking at it, Ye Chao seemed to see a swordsman walking on the river, and also seemed to see a sword cutting through the sky.
His body was shaking, and the sword box behind him was also shaking, but this was not caused by awe and fear, but the shaking caused by the excitement of meeting a real swordsman and wanting to draw a sword to compete with him.
A man wearing a gray warrior's robe appeared in front of several people. He stood in the clouds and mist, but the clouds and mist could not get within three feet of him. His eyes were very sharp, and his long gray hair was also very sharp.
Sharp, he is like the sword tower, like a sword.
"I haven't seen Brother Wang for decades since the last Bon Festival. I didn't expect that Brother Wang would come to this sword appreciation meeting in person. I am flattered by the sword pavilion. Please move on."
Wang Shusheng smiled generously and said, "Brother Liu, you're welcome."
The only person who could be called Brother Liu, the Sword Master, could only be the Sword Master Liu Bai. The fact that Liu Bai personally came out of the sword pavilion to greet the Sword Master Wang Shusheng also illustrates the status of the Sword Master Wang Shusheng in the world of cultivation.
After the two exchanged pleasantries, Liu Bai naturally took a look at the disciples in Mochiyuan, and during this look, he saw Ye Chao and the sword box behind Ye Chao.