Chapter 562

"There is only one Saint martial arts conference in 30 years. At each Saint martial arts conference, the major forces Shanmen and saint mountain will jointly take out a lot of treasures and pills. If they can perform well, they will be rewarded. At the saint martial arts conference, it is also a secret competition among the major Shanmen."

Situ Muyang said, very excited, and continued to say to Su Yi, "boss Su Yi, when we go there, we will certainly be able to sweep the whole area and fight well with the disciples of the mountain gates of all major forces, so that they can know our strength."

Su Yi squeezed out a smile on her face, and her heart was silent for no reason.

A moment later, the flying monster mount has reached Tianjian peak.

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Situ Muyang did not take Su Yi to the tianjianfeng hall, but walked around a quiet and simple courtyard Pavilion in the back mountain.

The two men jumped off the flying monster mount, and Su Yi looked around. Everywhere was ancient and simple, and the pavilions were quiet.

"Go in, my father should be waiting for you. It seems that I have something to find you, so I won't go." Situ Muyang stretched out his tongue and left immediately.

Su Yi's expression moved secretly, arranged his clothes, took a deep breath secretly, and walked into the pavilion.

The bluestone floor is simple, and everything in the pavilion is antique, showing a quiet and mottled atmosphere.

Walking through a corridor inside the door, there was a side hall. Su Yi looked at it curiously.

In the side hall, there are several ancient paintings, swords and several mottled chairs.

"Come into the study. Make yourself at home." There is a sound coming from inside.

Su Yi raised her eyes, which was the voice of the leader situ Liuyun.

Smelling the words, Su Yi walked in slowly, and the entrance was to smell a faint fragrance.

As you can see, there are tables and chairs carved from superior sandalwood in the study, which are carefully carved with different patterns. Everywhere, there is a kind of delicacy, gentleness and simplicity.

Near the window, a long table was placed with some rice paper and some brushes on the inkstone.

The bright sunshine sprinkled down from the window, so that the long table was also full of sunshine. A strong back, straight and straight, was painting.

Su Yi raised his eyes and looked at the rice paper. A huge word "sword" appeared on the paper.

Looking back, he raised his hand and fell. Looking back, it was situ Liuyun, the leader of the divine sword sect.

Seeing Su Yi, situ Liuyun smiled.

"Met the headmaster."

Su Yi saluted and felt a kind of pressure in front of situ Liuyun every time.

"No need to be polite. You are a disciple of Su Changlao. According to the seniority of the divine sword sect, but you are still above me."

Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi intentionally or unintentionally, smiled and said, "did these Su elders ever tell you?"

"Elder Su hasn't mentioned this to me, but the leader is the head of the school, and the disciples should salute."

Su Yi's expression did not show any trace, and he could hear situ Liuyun's words just now seemed to mean something.

"Haha..."

Situ Liuyun smiled and then said, "old Su is quiet. It's fate that you can worship old su."

Su Yi nodded and looked at the study.

Situ Liuyun's eyes moved and said to Su Yi, "this was arranged by Muyang's mother before, and it hasn't changed over the years."

Su Yi's eyes moved. With the appearance of situ Muyang, compared with the headmaster's wife, she must be a beauty.

"I heard that you took care of Muyang boy in the wanjian battlefield. In private, I want to thank you very much." Situ Liuyun said to Su Yi.

"The headmaster is serious."

Su Yi seemed a little flattered, but he was clear in his heart that the leader situ Liuyun called himself here today. I'm afraid there was something absolutely wrong. He didn't just want to give the so-called supreme benefits of the divine sword sect to himself.

"Come and see, how about the word I just wrote?"

Situ Liuyun smiled and said to Su Yi, motioning Su Yi to come forward and look at his words.

"Disciples really don't know words." Su Yi said.

"It's meaningless to know or not. Just look at it, but be frank." Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi, as if he was bent on letting Su Yi have a look.

Su Yi's eyes moved, stepped forward a few steps, and looked at the huge sword word on the rice paper. At first glance, he didn't feel anything, but when he looked carefully, the word "sword" suddenly came to life, with a sharp breath fluctuation, and if there was a sword to be swept out.

"Good words." Su Yi spoke.

"Why is it a good word?" Situ Liuyun asked Su Yi with great interest.

"This..."

Su Yi paused briefly. When he couldn't practice in the Su family, his grandfather suyuntian also hoped that he could learn from literature, so he invited many teachers.

At that time, he couldn't practice. Su Yi also concentrated on writing for a period of time.

However, Su Yi later found that although Xi Wen is not boring, in this world where the strong are respected, strength is indeed indispensable on a certain level.

It is not easy to reincarnate as a person. Naturally, it is impossible to live an ordinary life.

"The leader's' sword 'character moves around continuously, with various changes in the shape, and it's Xianzhen magic. When you look closely, it's done in one go, galloping left and right, like a thousand changes. It has its own momentum, which makes people feel like the top of a rock, like the edge of a bi sword, awe inspiring, but..."

Su Yi's voice stopped, and he wanted to speak again.

"But what..."

Situ Liuyun had changed his color secretly, and his eyes had been on Su Yi.

"People say that reading words is like people. When the leader writes this word, he seems to have concerns. He writes against the front. He wants to draw horizontally to the right and first to the left, and he wants to draw vertically to the bottom and first to the top, so that the front is hidden in the strokes, which is called the hidden front."

Su Yi looked at the huge sword words on the rice paper and continued: "the strokes are also in line, and stay in line. There is a little less flashy and frivolous. The disciples boldly speculated that the leader seemed to have something in his heart, and he was also thinking about a woman."

"Hahahaha... Good, good, good."

Situ Liuyun was stunned for a while, then he laughed, looked surprised, looked at Su Yi, and said several good words in succession.

"Disciple nonsense, please don't take it amiss, leader."

Su Yidao, however, had some fluctuations in his heart. People say words like people, and you can see clues. It seems that the head of the divine sword sect has been forbearing something in his heart.

"You're right. I really thought of Muyang's mother just now."

Situ Muyang smiled faintly, then looked at Su Yi, looked a little straight, and said, "I asked you to come here today because I want to have a good chat with you, and tell me frankly."

"Finally get to the point..."

Su Yi secretly said to situ Liuyun, "I don't know what the leader wants to talk about. The disciple must know everything and say everything."

"The means on your body, the origin will not be simple. Where did you come from, what school did you learn from, and did you really worship under elder Su?"

Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi and asked positively. His eyes began to twinkle with the momentum of a superior.