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In the blink of an eye, Xiao Zi Yan and the other two had already been staying at Yanmen Mountain for seven days. In addition to studying the Three Rest Sutra, Xiao Zi Yan also occasionally gave some pointers to the martial arts of the Chinese Academy. During these few days, Xiao Zi Yan didn't want to think about food or tea, and she didn't want to think about the words in the Three Rest Sutra, "If you want to pass first, you need to break it."

With Sima Xiao Yue by his side, he also felt much more at ease in his heart. From the second day onwards, he had wanted Xiao Ziyan to accompany him in his martial arts practice, and the book he wanted to learn was the mental cultivation method commonly practiced by the inner disciples of the Martial Arts Sect, . It emphasized on using the Dao to nourish the heart, giving birth to Dao intents, and using the natural energy of heaven and earth to sublimate one's own cultivation technique.

When Xiao Ziyan saw the calligraphy, she couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

"Alright, I'll be right there." Zhong Shu wiped off his sweat as he walked into the inn. He saw that Xiao Zi Yan was already sitting on the table. There were a few dishes on the table, including the Red Braised Meat that he liked. Sima Xiao Yue was very dissatisfied, "Big brother Xiao, you have to drink alcohol every day. I'm the one who spoils you."

Xiao Zi Yan thought to herself, this was indeed the case. In the past, although she loved to drink, she wouldn't drink like this every day. Xiao Yue didn't restrict her to drink like before either.

"Haha, big brother Xiao's tolerance for alcohol is very good. It's fine to drink some every day." He gave Xiao Ziyan the book to smooth things over, then sat down and first poured himself a full cup of wine to drink with her.

"Big Brother Xiao, let's go out for a walk today. We've been cooped up in the inn for a long time." "Fine, I won't go out for a few days, and I haven't made any progress in the Three Rest Sutra. Maybe I'll go out to take a look around, and maybe I'll gain some insights." Sima Xiao had long wanted to go out and play, but seeing how diligent Xiao Zi Yan was in practicing martial arts and how hard it was to disturb her, he couldn't hold it in any longer and told Xiao Zi Yan about it. He was naturally overjoyed, "That's great, big brother Xiao, you're so great, then where are we going to play?" "I've been to the Yanyan Gate for so long, but I've never seen the grandeur of the Sword Gate. Today, of course I'm going to the Sword Gate. What do you say, Zhong Shu?" The book was in a daze, and upon hearing Xiao Ziyan's words, he hurriedly came back to his senses. "Of course, the entrance to the Sword Door is a place that is worth a visit." Alright, then let's go take a look at this gate! " After confirming their location, the three quickly finished their food and drinks, paid the bill, and left the inn.

"The commoners should already know that Yanmen is closed. Let's find one and ask about it." Xiao Ziyan walked in front of a steamed bun seller and asked, "Hello, may I ask how do I get to the Sword Door Pass?" This peddler was a native of Sichuan and had lived here for more than ten years. The moment he saw Xiao Ziyan, he knew that she was a tourist from outside the city and said very enthusiastically, "This young man, we can see you from the south along this street. Yanmen Pass is a good place in Sichuan.

"Thank you." With that, Xiao Ziyan gave the peddler a tael of silver. The peddler's face blossomed with joy. This tael of silver was enough for him to sell dozens of steamed buns. Xiao Ziyan and co. walked south along the street, and Sima Xiao Yue fully displayed her moving personality. She had to stop and hold Xiao Ziyan's hand for a while to look at things that were interesting and beautiful, while Zhong Xiu had an absent-minded look on her face, "Zhong Shu, what's wrong with you? "Are you not feeling well?"

"No." No. I'm fine, don't worry, Big Brother Xiao. " Xiao Ziyan didn't mind too much. "Don't keep thinking about practicing martial arts. Relax and your mood will be better."

"Mm. Alright."

The three of them headed south and soon saw towering mountains in the distance. The mountain range extended all the way to their eyes, "The Sword Gate Pass is about to arrive." As expected, after walking for a short while, Xiao Ziyan and her group arrived at the foot of the mountain. The crowd at the foot of the mountain was boiling as they all came to catch a glimpse of the elegant visitors and vendors from the Sword School. "Wow ~ ~ ~ The door to the sword is so beautiful."

The most dangerous hurdle in Central State, the 'Door of the Sword', was not just in name. The tall and sturdy city walls, the dilapidated and domineering cannons, and the huge and vast entrances formed a scene that made people's eyes light up. The gates of the sword had blocked the enemy's iron hooves countless times, and without the Door of the Sword, how many times Shu would have been trampled over, it was just this one hurdle, how many heroes had been created, and how many brilliant achievements had been left behind.

Xiao Ziyan was agitated and her heart was moved. It was as if she could feel the heavy, ancient aura of the Sword Gate beckoning to her, ordering her to submit. Xiao Ziyan had been begging everywhere since she was young. Although she was a beggar, she had a tough body. She felt the pressure from the sword gate's aura, so how could she be willing to surrender? The barrier between heaven and earth, the person between heaven and earth, formed a scene in silence.

After a while, Xiao Ziyan finally recovered from the pressure of the Sword Door Pass. She saw Zhong Shu staring at the Sword Door Pass without moving, while Sima Xiaoyue was not looking at them. He was still looking around curiously. What's wrong with you? "

Xiao Ziyan woke up the book and it shivered, her face full of surprise, "Me? "Why do I feel that there is a king's aura around this Swallow Gate? I was completely engrossed in it just now and was unable to extricate myself." I also felt it. It's very weird, but Xiao Yue seems to be fine. " Xiao Yue retracted his gaze and asked, "What are you guys talking about? "What do you mean, 'I'm fine'?" Did you feel the aura from the Sword Door Pass just now? " Sima Xiao Yue blankly shook his head. "No, I just find this place very interesting." The Chinese student fell silent for a moment, unable to come up with a reason. "Forget it, let's go play around with Big Sis Yue. Look at her, she's so stifled here." Xiao Ziyan looked at Sima Xiaoyue and indeed kept looking around. She didn't even hear what was written in the book. "Stupid Yue, are you in a hurry to go play?"

Sima Xiao Yue nodded her head like a spring, "Mhmm, but I want to go with Brother Xiao."

"Then say something nice for Big Brother Xiao."

"Brother Xiao, your kung fu is both good and handsome. The more you practice, the more I admire you." Xiao Ziyan couldn't help but smile. "Alright, alright. Your sweet mouth is almost catching up to mine." The Chinese student interjected, "I say, big sister Yue. Don't tell me that you just want to go with big brother Xiao and leave poor me here?" "AHH!" If you think that the respect that I received from the books for Big Brother Xiao and Big Sister Yue is endless and unending, I would have long seen that you two are a perfect match. "

Hearing Zhong Shu's words, Sima Xiao's face reddened. She quickly hid behind Xiao Zi Yan and said, "Big Sis Yue is so angry that she wants to silence us by killing us. Big Brother Xiao, please save us!" Xiao Ziyan felt helpless. This book was the most glib of all.

"Elder Brother Xiao, look!" There's a lot of people gathered there. There seems to be something going on. " Xiao Ziyan looked in the direction that the book was pointing at and sure enough, there was a crowd of people surrounding them. There were even people walking towards them and they were instantly surrounded. Sima Xiao, who loved to join in on the fun, couldn't hold it in any longer. "Let's go take a look." Leading Sima Xiao Yue to squeeze into the crowd, they saw that four tables were placed in the middle of the empty space, with jars of wine on top of them. Beside the table stood several big men and several chivalrous heroes, all of them looking eager to give it a try, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt and a family retainer hat loudly shouting, "My heroes, our once a year wine-making competition at the Heavenly Pavilion is about to begin, please register quickly! As long as we are able to drink all the good guys who signed up here, we will be the true wine god of this year! "