At the end of May, at midnight, Feng Xuanxin stood alone on the Lingjun Platform, with something on his mind. He is now the guest swordsman of the West Sword Tower. His name is to guide the male and female disciples of the Sword Tower to practice swordsmanship, but in fact, he is protecting Yingluo from the clouds.
The king's power oppresses.
The bustle of the Jianlou was still going on, and could be heard vaguely. For everlasting reconciliation, there must be a ceremony. Hua Yuchuan married Liang Xiaoqiu. Every disciple was very happy, sincerely happy, not only for the newlyweds, but also for themselves.
.This is the first of its kind, which means that everyone no longer has to hold it back. If you are willing and I am willing, as long as the rules of the sect are not violated, we can combine.
Yingluo was a wise master. In order to prevent the disciples in the building from being jealous, she divided the West Sword Tower into the south tower and the north tower. The south tower housed male disciples and the north tower housed female disciples. In addition, the sword tower hung swords, and each disciple entered the sword tower to get the sword.
You must be silent to show respect for other disciples. These are the rules and regulations, so that the disciples have a sense of awe in their hearts, and then encourage free love, but no fornication is allowed. Violators will be expelled from the sword tower at the least, and will be expelled after giving up their martial arts.
In the Jianlou, if a male disciple wants to marry a wife, he must inform the elder, and the elder will report to the owner of the building. The owner will intervene, and if it is consensual, he will allow it. In addition, if there are two or more male disciples chasing a female disciple at the same time,
The elders will investigate and find out. If it is true and the female disciple cannot make a decision, then a competition will be held to decide who will belong.
Feng Xuanxin felt that Yingluo had a certain charm when playing the role of the landlord, but she was also dangerous.
Yingluo will win over people's hearts and do some things that are part of the government, such as opening up wasteland and letting the disciples in the building "become officials". Some disciples are not very knowledgeable in swordsmanship, but have the talent to manage people, so they go to the fields to direct production.
"Little official", this obviously violated the taboo of King Yunzhou Zhao Yunzhou.
Feng Xuan was calm.
"Why are you here alone?" Yingluo jumped onto the Lingjun platform with a jug of wine, slightly drunk and dazzling, "They all shouted for the swordsman to go back and fight for wine."
Feng Xuanxin smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of going against Zhao Yunzhou?"
Yingluo smiled sweetly, "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything. I want more people to live a good life, not to rebel."
Feng Xuanxin suddenly sealed Yingluo's mouth - with his mouth.
The moonlight shines in the east.
Yingluo was trembling all over, gasping for air, and asked: "Can I keep the wind?"
"Yes." Feng Xuanxin pushed aside Yingluo's dirty clothes and bit into it.
Yingluo was just tipsy, not drunk, her mind was still clear, and she didn't push away immediately. The pleasure was too strong...
"Ah...ah...ah..." Yingluo lay on the Lingjun platform, pressing Feng Xuanxin's shoulders with her hands, breathing heavily.
Feng Xuanxin swallowed her throat and rubbed the two piles of snow, "Let me kiss you again."
Yingluo let go of her hand and felt that the two piles of snow were about to melt against Feng Xuanxin's warm tongue.
I'm so lucky that the wine is still there.
Yingluo sat on the edge of the Lingjun platform, took a sip of wine, looked up at the crescent moon on the top of the mountain in the east, and said with longing, "If you can use me, it's only a few months, and you can achieve success in three years. I don't dare to challenge the ancient sages.
, but it should still be possible to build a building in three years. By then Cuicui and Xiaoqiu will have already given birth to children and will be successful in swordsmanship. I will hand over the West Sword Tower to them and then go find you."
"In three years, I will take you away." Feng Xuan said in his heart.
Early the next morning, all the disciples of Jianlou gathered on the Lingjun Platform to prepare for the "Melon and Fruit Ceremony" held by Liang Xiaoqiu and Hua Yuchuan.
The so-called "Melon and Fruit Ceremony" is to build a simple wooden building on the west side of Lingjun Terrace. Because love is the heart, the heart belongs to gold, and metal is in the west, there is such an arrangement. Then Liang Xiaoqiu and his wife go up to the building to throw melons and fruits, and all the disciples
During the competition, whoever can pierce the melon and fruit with a long sword represents who has the best luck. No matter whether it is true or not, you don’t need to take it too seriously. The main thing is to win a lucky draw. If a man and a woman pierce the same melon and fruit, they can get married. Men and women can get married.
Or women and girls are just a joke.
No one knows how many disciples are attracted to each other. Yingluo came up with this idea just for fun. She must give a serious reason, that is, she loves Shenhua Yuchuan, and she will not do anything that can make her junior sister shine.
Let go, all the first time will be taken by junior sister.
The first time is always the most impressive.
Someone suddenly shouted: "Why is there blood here?"
All the disciples were disturbed by the screams and saw blood, which was not a good sign. They buzzed with each other and crowded in front of the blood stains.
The crowd formed a circle, with three levels inside and three levels outside.
Humans are strange animals. For example, the disciples on the outer third floor can't see them at all, so why are they still trying to squeeze through?
"What's the fuss about?" The owner of the building, Yingluo, had a strong aura. He came before anyone arrived, and the crowd automatically gave way to a way.
The disciple who first discovered the blood stains saw Master Yingluo approaching, clasped his fists and bowed respectfully, and said: "Master, this disciple is very frightened to find blood stains here."
Yingluo frowned, "Why are you still standing there? Get some water and wash it off."
"Yes!" A disciple was very attentive and ran to get the water.
Yingluo remembered that she and Feng Xuanxin were lingering on the stage last night, and concluded that it was definitely not at that time. She thought it was someone who got up early to practice grabbing fruits. She said angrily: "Isn't there a strict order yesterday not to go near Lingjun Terrace? Who was it?
!stand out!"
All the disciples looked at each other. They all strictly obeyed the landlord's orders. How could they come out to accept punishment for something they had never done?
Some disciples are smart and have already thought of that person with a special status.
In order to avoid suspicion, Feng Xuanxin did not go out with Yingluo. Later, he came and asked: "Yingluo... cough, what happened to that landlord?"
Yingluo was depressed. The melon and fruit gift she finally prepared for her junior sister turned out to be such a mess, "There is blood here, I don't know who did it."
"Birds." Feng Xuanxin blurted out. He didn't want Yingluo to be depressed about this matter, "Birds flying in the sky."
Yingluo didn't guard against Feng Xuanxin's sudden "funny", she almost couldn't stand it anymore and asked: "Is it still a bird swimming in the sea?"
The disciples did not expect that the master Yingluo would choke the guest swordsman in front of everyone. They were scared and wanted to laugh, so they lowered their heads one by one and tried their best to hold it in.
Lu Qingye finally showed some respect and stood up and said: "Master Yingluo, I don't care about this anymore."
Yingluo was dissatisfied that someone ruined her good deeds, and shouted sternly: "Who is it? Come forward!"
Feng Xuanxin thought that there was no need to hold on to the disciple who had caused trouble, and knowing that Yingluo would only listen to him, he said blindly: "Master Yingluo, sometimes seeing blood is not necessarily a bad sign. New people, new blood, this is a sign.
This is a good omen for our Xijian Tower to prosper."
Yingluo was doubtful, "Really?"
"Yes." Feng Xuanxin vowed, "That's a good bird."
Yingluo snorted, with a smile on her face, "Okay, let this new person and new blood help me make the West Sword Tower prosperous!"
All the disciples were unambiguous, and someone took the lead, shouting "like the sun is in the sky" all at once.
Three years later, Feng Xuanxin left the West Sword Tower and was still the Son of the Wind. In the next two years, he used the water-avoiding sword to design Lan Shidu.