Chapter 283

Thinking of this, Li Fuyao himself felt a little funny. As a young man in his early twenties, he became the guest secretary and second leader of the clan, and presided over the apprenticeship ceremony.

Although xiaoyilou is now just a school in the world, no matter who knows what will happen in the future, it's hard to say. Now that Jianshan has been closed down, it seems that this is the place where people can practice swords.

This sword training, of course, is mountain sword.

When Li Fuyao was still in Beihai a few days ago, he heard that many friars went south to Dayu to the Jianshan mountain. He thought that he would be disappointed and return home. Apart from a small number of monks who had a chance to meet swordsmen who were still traveling in the mountains and rivers, a few of them were able to really embark on this road by chance.

It's just that there won't be too many people.

Yufu stood aside and said cleverly, "after all, you should have some prestige on the mountain with the 19 handle. Otherwise, after all, when they all embark on the road of cultivation, the young master is afraid that he will not be seen by others."

Li Fuyao was looking at the sword spectrum he had just taken. Listening to Yu Fu's words, Li Fuyao said with a smile, "I can't stay on the mountain for long. What am I worried about?"

Li Fuyao thinks so, but it's hard for him to retort: "since you are the guest of xiaoyilou, you are dignified. Even if you leave one day, you are also guest Qing. How can you not care?"

Li Fuyao closes the book and is about to speak. Outside the bamboo building comes a man, Liu Ning.

Liu Ning's intention is similar to what Yu Fu said before, that is, Li Fuyao is required to preside over the apprenticeship ceremony of xiaoyilou. However, this is not what they mean, but what Chao FengChen said personally.

If other people asked, Li Fuyao would probably have refused. But since it was Chao FengChen, Li Fuyao had no reason to say no, so he quickly agreed.

Liu Ning said, "the headmaster said that it is up to you to choose the disciples this time. If one of them is not willing to accept them, they will all be sent down the mountain. If they can see all of them well, they can be admitted to the school."

Li Fuyao pulled at the corners of his mouth. He didn't want to accept any disciples. Before that, he could see whether people could practice Kendo, but he had no interest in teaching people to practice sword.

He looked at Liu Ning, thought for a while, then said: "when you and ye Zhou preside over the general affairs, I will come forward."

Liu Ning nodded. After Chao FengChen had read all the martial arts men on Ganhe mountain, he selected more than 20 people to pass down the sword Sutra. Among these 20 people, Liu Ning's disciples of this generation, in addition to the old people with higher seniority, are Liu Ning's fastest progress, if ye Zhou is included.

It was the two of them.

Nature has great prestige.

I don't think there will be any problem for them to preside over the ceremony.

With these words, Li Fuyao did not want to say more. After Liu Ning left, he picked up the sword spectrum again.

Yufu fiddled with the fire stove carefully and added charcoal occasionally. Looking at Li Fuyao these days, she found that the young master had never practiced sword, even meditation, except for a few hours a day.

She was very surprised. She kept thinking, when the cultivation reached the level of childe, would it be like this?

But for some reason, she did not ask.

Qingni is not the same. After Liu Ning left, she has been talking about what to wear, how to appear in the stage, and what kind of words to say.

Li Fuyao was helpless.

Looking up at the outside, he found that the snow had stopped. Yufu said that there was a restaurant at the foot of the mountain. Every winter, there was a famous dish, which was very delicious.

It's called boiled tofu.

Li Fuyao has eaten a lot of local dishes made by Yufu these days, and he is more and more fond of chili.

Hearing that this dish is called white boiled tofu, he thinks that it is insipid and tasteless. Li Fuyao is a little strange. Yufu also likes this kind of dish. "What's so good about tofu?"

Yufu shook his head and whispered, "tofu is ordinary, of course, but that restaurant has its own chili oil, which naturally tastes different."

Li Fuyao put down the book, without much consideration, only said a word to go.

Then Li Fuyao was going to carry the sword case on his back. Yu Fu frowned, and the mud snatched it directly. "What's the identity of the young master? How can you carry it in person? I'll just hold it for you."

Li Fuyao was stunned for a moment. It seemed that it was not appropriate to carry a sword case on his back. So he only took the green silk and hung it on his waist instead of letting them hold it.

After walking out of the bamboo tower, Li Fuyao thinks whether to inform Feng Lv. He thinks that this guy is always running to the hot spring these days. He has disappeared for a long time, and there is nothing to say.

I'll give it up.

Li Fuyao is a guest of xiaoyilou. His natural status is extremely noble. He doesn't need to report when he wants to go down the mountain. He doesn't worry about the safety of Chao FengChen. After all, he can send Liu Ning to deliver a message, which shows that his closing up is not a big deal. Since it is not a big event, no one on the mountain can hurt him.

A swordsman in Taiqing has no difficulty in making xiaoyilou chicken and dog free.There are still some days for the ceremony of collecting disciples. Even if they can't get back, it means that they can wait. Xiaoyilou is the first sword sect in Beihai lake, so it's natural to have this confidence.

Li Fuyao went down the mountain with Yufu and qingni, two maids. One of them had already embarked on the road of cultivation. Although he had not even entered the first realm, he was still not an ordinary person. The other practiced sword for several months, and Li Fuyao had taught him for so long that he was not a general martial arts man.

There was snow on the mountain road, but it was not difficult for the three of them.

When he went down the mountain, Li Fuyao originally wanted to wear a green shirt. He could see that the two servant girls around him were wrapped like zongzi. Then he thought about it. In order not to be conspicuous, he put on a thick robe outside.

Li Fuyao has grown a little longer in the past year, so even if he is so thick, he doesn't look bloated. People can see at a glance that he is not ordinary people.

On the way down the mountain, Li Fuyao and his party had already met some sporadic climbers, most of them teenagers, some accompanied by elders.

Li Fuyao thinks that this is the people who go to the mountain to learn from others.

They looked at Li Fuyao, who was down the mountain with his sword hanging. Most of them thought that he must be a rich young man who had gone to the mountain earlier. But when he went up to the mountain to worship his master and brought his maid, he must have been scolded by the elders on the mountain and sent him down. So most of them are sneering.

Li Fuyao paid no attention at all.

Walking slowly down the mountain, I saw a boy in rags.

Seeing Li Fuyao coming, the young man didn't bow down. He just gave way.

Li Fuyao stood for a moment as he passed him and asked, "what's the purpose of going up the mountain to practice sword?"

The young man was silent for a moment. After all, he did not evade the question, "practice sword revenge."

Li Fuyao made a sound and continued to walk slowly down the mountain.

Let still have a lot of words want to say of the young face at a loss.

According to those stories, even if Li Fuyao was not an expert in the mountain, he would be a rich young man. Either he should be allowed to practice his sword on the mountain, and then teach him carefully to become a generation of peerless swordsman one day, or he should listen to his story quietly and leave gold and silver behind.

But both the former and the latter are stories in the book.

Li Fuyao is not. Li Fuyao used to talk about books, but now he only practices sword.

Besides, he is in a hurry to go down the mountain to eat boiled tofu.

Qingni asked cautiously after him: "childe, see him so pitiful, don't you help him?"

Li Fu shook and said with a smile, "if he can practice sword, he will be a disciple of xiaoyilou. If Mr. Chao looks at him, how can the enemy dare to take him? When he is successful in practicing sword, it will be easy to kill the enemy. If he fails, can I revenge him?"

"There is no greater truth than this," he said

Li Fuyao's words are very direct, but they are not wrong.

Although qingni felt that his words were somewhat awkward, he did not feel resentful towards Li Fuyao.

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Li Fuyao went down the mountain just to eat a plate of steaming white boiled tofu in the cold winter, but when Li Fuyao knew that the restaurant was full, he could only smile helplessly.

Li Fuyao doesn't care. If he doesn't have a position, then wait.

But the restaurant was full, so they had to wait at the sweet potato stand on the street.

Fortunately, there was no snow and wind, and the sweet potato stove was very warm

Yufu went to talk to the slightly fat tavern shopkeeper, and then came back with a pretty good face.

Li Fuyao sits by the stove, peeling sweet potatoes with Yufu and green mud.

The sweet potato seller was an old man. He was gentle, had no business, and was not angry. Seeing that Li Fuyao had a sword on his waist, he did not feel afraid. He sat next to Li Fuyao, took out a pot of wine, put it on the stove, and soon there was wine to drink.

But it seems that there is no plan to give Li Fuyao a drink.

Li Fuyao looked at it for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but let Yufu go to the restaurant opposite to buy a pot of wine.

Yufu knew that he wanted to drink.

When the wine came back, Li Fuyao warmed it on the stove.

When Li Fuyao's sweet potato is almost eaten, the wine can be drunk.

Li Fuyao thought for a moment, as if he had been drinking in Xianyan academy and had a drink with Ning Yingxue.

A mouthful of wine goes into his throat, and Li Fuyang's face is full of satisfaction.

The old man sarcastically said: "originally extremely loves the wine, must hold back, why bother to come?"

Li Fuyao turned to look at the old man and asked with a smile, "then why do you have to sell sweet potatoes? Anyway, how can you live?"

The old man glanced at him and said, "self-reliance, self-reliance. That's the truth. Why don't you talk about it? "

Li Fuyao nodded with a smile

The old man suddenly became interested. "I think you are a reasonable person. Why don't we be reasonable?"

Li Fuyao said with a wry smile, "but now I just want to have a mouthful of boiled tofu."This sentence made the old man furious, "rotten wood can not be carved!"

Yu Fu thinks that the old man is unreasonable, so he gets angry. Qingni notices that Li Fuyao has already pressed down the hilt of his sword when the old man says this.

Wind and snow come again.

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