Chapter 28
Chapter 28
After saying this, Zhou Tianlu's eyes revealed complex expressions.After so many years, Changqingjian is finally willing to let go of the past and recognize other people.
Shen Baixiao looked at Qingyu, and asked in a low voice: "Qingyu, this sword is indeed a rare magic weapon, why don't you recognize it? With my refining skills, I can't make such a divine sword."
Fang Qingyu wanted to refuse, but she nodded when she remembered that Changqingjian had said that she was only pretending to recognize the master.
The sword move that Changqing Jiancai danced just now was really exquisite, and Fang Qingyu always felt that this sword move had an inexplicable connection with the "Wen Qing" exercise. The "Wen Qing" exercise, the system had suggested that it was a very high-grade exercise, but he had practiced it a few times, but he couldn't get the point.Therefore, Fang Qingyu wanted to take away the long love, use the systematic exercises to improve the functions, and study it carefully.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyu nodded.
As soon as the Changqing sword moved, it fell into Qingyu's hands.
Zhou Tianlu activated the formation and let the two of them walk out with one sword. At the moment they stepped out of the formation, Fang Qingyu couldn't help but turn around and look back at the magic weapons scattered on the ground.
He can't promise anything at the moment, but as long as he is in Tianmuzong, he will find a way to fulfill their wishes for them.
Turning around, not listening to the voice behind him, Fang Qingyu walked out of the formation.
"Qing Yu. What name do you think of this sword?"
Hearing Zhou Tianlu's question, Fang Qingyu shook his head: "Master, I think this sword is very spiritual and not an ordinary thing. Although he intends to recognize me as the master, our strength is very different. Once the magic weapon recognizes the master, it will be promoted according to the master. .If my talent is not good enough to advance to the next level, wouldn’t it be a grievance to one of the artifacts.”
Zhou Tianlu looked slightly stunned, and nodded after a long time: "That's fine, there's no rush to recognize the master. Tomorrow morning, you and Bai Yu will go and choose a suitable exercise to start practicing."
After saying this, Zhou Tianlu walked up to Qingyu and put his hand on the Changqing Sword.He stared at the long love sword, and released a divine sense to cover it, in case it just pretended to surrender, and it would violently hurt Qingyu after he left.
Chang Qing Jian desperately burrowed into Qing Yu's arms, the blade trembling like a frightened quail.
Seeing Changqingjian so frightened, Zhou Tianlu frowned slightly, why did Changqingjian's temperament change so much all of a sudden.
"Damn, my face...you still touch Zhou Tianlu."
With a shake of Fang Qingyu's hand, he dropped the long love sword.
He suddenly realized that the magic weapon can be transformed.
Sensing the strange movement, Shen Baixiao thought that the sword was going to hurt Qingyu, so she immediately grabbed Qingyu's arm, stepped on the long love sword, and asked in a deep voice, "Qingyu, what's wrong?"
Fang Qingyu shook his head.
He felt very wrong.
Shen Baixiao hugged him and kissed him. Although every time it was for avoiding danger, the skin-to-skin contact between the two was an extremely intimacy.
But he didn't notice anything wrong!
But just now... Thinking that the long sword in his arms could be transformed into a human form, Fang Qingyu's first reaction was to throw him away, always feeling that there should be no skin-to-skin contact.
Fang Qingyu frowned slightly, he didn't understand for a moment, why his reaction was so different because of the same skin-to-skin contact?
Looking up, seeing Zhou Tianlu and Shen Baixiao looking at him with worried expressions on their faces, Fang Qingyu quickly suppressed these thoughts and shook his head at them.
Let's wait until you're alone.
"metropolitan……"
Suddenly a white figure flew over from the sky, and Fang Qingyu looked up, but it was Feng Changping who hadn't seen him for a long time.
"Changping?" Zhou Tianlu frowned slightly, and was about to ask him what happened, but thinking that Shen Baixiao and Fang Qingyu were still here, he had to wave his hand to make Feng Changping stand aside.
"Qingyu, you guys go back first. Tomorrow morning, go to the Inner Sect's Yanxin Pavilion to find a disciple named Kuang Min, and he will guide you to choose a suitable exercise."
Fang Qingyu and Shen Baixiao nodded and left the place.
Seeing that they had walked a long way, the long sword lying on the ground suddenly jumped up and flew towards Qingyu and the two.
"My majestic generation of divine sword... has actually been reduced to this point, do you really know what it is?"
Seeing the long sword jumping up suddenly, Feng Changping was shocked.
Back then, he also thought about recognizing the long sword as its master, but before he touched the blade, he was cut by a sword intent, and never dared to expect such a thing again.
But just now, didn't he read it wrong, this sword actually followed Qingyu and the others eagerly?
"Changping."
Zhou Tianlu's calm voice recalled Feng Changping's thoughts.
He looked solemn, and said slowly: "Sect Master, I heard from Master that he wants to give the Liuguang Mirror to the head of the Dongyang Sect. Don't you persuade him?"
Zhou Tianlu shook his head: "Your master has already told me about this matter, and I agree."
Feng Changping was stunned for a moment, and said: "But the Liuguang mirror is a divine tool after all, and it can predict the future. Why did you send it away, suzerain?"
Zhou Tianlu shook his head and asked slowly, "Chang Ping, do you really think it's a good thing to be able to predict the future?"
Feng Changping was stunned for a moment, and said: "It's natural. If you can predict the future, can't you avoid evil?"
"In your heart, can the future be changed?"
Feng Changping choked for breath, he really couldn't answer this question.If Liu Guangjing predicted that he would die tomorrow, what would happen to him today?Hiding in the house and never going out, or finding a lot of body protection artifacts...
But can this make him seek good luck and avoid evil?
Feng Changping couldn't find the answer for a while, and he might not know the final result until he survived the second day.
Before that, it was nothing but panic.
Zhou Tianlu shook his head: "To refine the Flowing Mirror, it takes far more resources than you can imagine. How can its function be so useless?"
Feng Changping was dumbfounded for a moment.
"Then suzerain, what is the function of this streamer mirror?"
Zhou Tianlu pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Most craft refiners follow their heart. Those who want to predict the future naturally seek to change their fate against the sky. The streamer mirror can speed up the passage of time around them, and perhaps it can completely reverse the time."
"Completely reverse the time..." Feng Changping took a deep breath: "The suzerain is saying that it can send people to the future? Is there really such an exquisite magic weapon in the world, can it escape the heaven..."
A ferocious face flashed in his mind, and Feng Changping exclaimed: "If that's the case, then the Mirror Demon hasn't died yet... A thousand years have passed, and he is extremely talented. I am afraid that he has stepped into the Xinghan just like the suzerain border."
Zhou Tianlu sighed lowly: "This is just my guess, but the Liuguang mirror is an evil thing after all, so it's good to send it away."
For so many years, every time Yan Zizhen watched the scene of the future, he would show a strange expression.He confronted Yan Zizhen every day, how could he not notice it?I'm afraid that the picture foreshadowed by the streamer mirror is the scene of the two of them breaking up, or even fighting each other.
Feng Changping saw the tired look in Zhou Tianlu's eyebrows, he didn't dare to say more, and flew away.
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Early the next morning, Fang Qingyu and Shen Baixiao came to Yanxin Pavilion together.
"Kuang Min, look at your Taoist robe, it's turned white from washing, how can we have such a poor disciple like you in our inner sect, you'd better go back to the outer sect."
"That is, as an inner disciple, I can't even use Bigu Pill, and I still have to eat the vulgar food that these outer servants eat."
Fang Qingyu looked around, only to see a few young men surrounding a young man in Tsing Yi, uttering harsh words from time to time.
Kuang Min acted as if he had never heard of it, carefully broke the rice cake in his hand, and ate it bit by bit.
Seeing that Kuang Min didn't care about their sarcasm, a young man showed embarrassment and shouted, "Kuang Min, did you hear what I said?"
"Ten sentences." Kuang Min suddenly raised his head and said calmly.
"What ten sentences?"
Kuang Min said without raising his head: "Article 180 of the Yanxin Pavilion's regulations, when there are disciples in the pavilion who are enlightening, they must not make loud noises. If you speak loudly more than ten sentences, you will be fined not to enlighten the books in the pavilion for seven days. "
The boy choked for a moment, and it took him a long time to react, and said angrily, "Don't lie to me, who is enlightening now?"
"I'm comprehending."
what?
The boy's eyes widened, he pointed at Kuang Min and said, "You... aren't you eating that broken rice cake?"
Kuang Min ignored him, but pointed to the stone tablet standing in the center of the attic.
The boy looked along where his finger was, and immediately widened his eyes.
This stone tablet records the number of exercises that each disciple comprehends.At this moment, the first person on the stele reads impressively:
Kuang Min, [-].
"One, one thousand and eight? Wasn't it still one thousand and seven just now? Could it be that Kuang Min is really enlightening?"
"It's so powerful, I haven't realized a book in half a month."
Hearing the voice of discussion coming from his ear, the young man murmured: "Impossible, you don't have a book in your hand, how can you comprehend it?"
Kuang Min raised his eyes and said lightly, "I've memorized it."
Everyone: "..."
The next moment, the token in the boy's hand flashed white, and he was sent out of the attic.
Seeing this, the other teenagers immediately covered their mouths tightly and dared not speak again.
Kuang Minyou stood up, his eyes fell on Fang Qingyu and Shen Baixiao, and he said, "Sect Master Zhou said, let me choose exercises for you, you follow me."
Fang Qingyu and Shen Baixiao quickly followed him.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Kuang Min suddenly turned around and looked at Qingyu.
"How old are you?"
This question was asked very suddenly, but Fang Qingyu was stunned.When he came to this world, he only knew that this body was about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he didn't know the exact birth date.
After thinking for a while, Qingyu replied: "I had a dementia before, and I couldn't remember my birthday and age. I only know that I was about seventeen or eighteen years old."
Kuang Min nodded, glanced at Qingyu and Baixiao, and said slowly: "That's about the same."
What almost?
Fang Qingyu was slightly taken aback, not understanding what Kuang Min meant, and was about to ask, when Kuang Min took a piece of paper and wrote several lines in unison.
Qingyu looked down, and saw that it said "the fourth book on the fifth floor in the tenth row, you can get started on pages [-] to [-]; the tenth book on the sixth floor in the ninth row, you can study it carefully..."
For a moment, Qingyu was filled with admiration, secretly thinking that Min really has an amazing memory.
While meditating, Kuang Min had finished writing and handed over the paper.
Fang Qingyu and Shen Baixiao thanked them, and followed the guidance of the note to find exercises.
The two walked to the tenth row of shelves and pulled out the exercises written by Kuang Min.Looking carefully, I saw a few large characters written on the cover of the book, "The Twelve Styles of Cloud and Rain: Longyang Chapter".
Opening the book, Qing Yu and Bai Xiao were both stunned immediately.
I saw that in the album, there were actually two men, both of whom were undressed.One lay on the ground on his back, and the other sat on his knees.
A thought exploded in the minds of Fang Qingyu and Shen Baixiao.
That "Ask for Love", maybe...
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Kuang Min: I can only help you so far, and I have hidden merit and fame.
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