Nightfall Chapter 258: Autumn Return

In the grass cottage, the mountain breeze is soft and cozy, just like the master's mood at this time.

The elder brother and the second elder brother sit quietly by the desk, one grinding ink and the other making tea. []

The master waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm happy today, I don't repair the book anymore."

The second brother opened his mouth slightly, ready to open his mouth to cater for a few words.

But after all, he is the first-class Fangzheng gentleman in the world, and he really couldn't do such a thing to his extremely respectful teacher. In the end, he closed his mouth and continued to rub his ink with a serious expression.

The big brother looked at Jun Mo's expression and couldn't help but shook his head with a smile. Then he looked at the teacher behind the case and asked softly: "Why is the teacher happy?"

The master laughed and said: "I traded the Haoran sword without awe-inspiring spirit in exchange for Liu Bai's Dahe sword. This is a good deal, of course I am very happy."

The big brother smiled and said: "So that's it."

The master stroked his beard and said: "That sword not only has its shape, but also has the charm of Liu Bai three points. Your little brother is the world's superb great book master. He is the best at copying, and he has used the eight methods of eternal characters to comprehend the book The way to do this kind of thing is indeed the best candidate for my college."

The master and senior brother are very happy, but the second senior brother is not happy.

Liu Bai is recognized as the world’s number one strong man, and is respected as a swordsman by the world. But in his heart, the Southern Jin strongman is just an enemy he will inevitably defeat in his practice and combat career. A stone step at the foot, the sword intent of the big river on the paper sword, where is the qualification to compare with the Haoran sword left by the little uncle he admired most, even if it was a Haoran sword without a mighty spirit.

The second brother has always been a straight man who doesn't bother to conceal his emotions. Whatever he thinks in his heart, he shows what kind of emotions on his face. It's just that he respects the teacher and can't say the words of the master, so he stays silent. The ink kept grinding, and the movement was getting faster and faster.

The ink in the square inkstone accumulates more and more, and gradually becomes a lake. The ink mass rotates at high speed in it, rolling up a black vortex, and it is wonderful-but no ink splashes out.

The master looked at the ink in the inkstone and sighed and said: "It is said that water droplets go through the stone, grinding the pestle into a needle, but I have never heard that the ink can be worn through the stone inkstone."

The second brother suddenly woke up, quickly stopped his movements and sincerely apologized to the teacher.

The master looked at him and said, "Just say what you want."

The second senior brother frowned slightly and said: "Although Liu Bai's swordsmanship has some merits, where it is worthy of being on the same level as the young uncle's Haoran sword, and the methods used by the young junior are not very bright."

The master said: "Since there is something to be desired, then we must take it generously."

The second brother frowned more and more deeply. I wondered why there was an unreasonable rogue aura in the teacher's words? Suddenly he thought that he was so disrespectful to the teacher in his heart, and he couldn't help regretting it.

"Naturally, the academy will not lose the great sword of Liu Bai."

The master smiled and said: "But have you ever thought about it. After Liu Bai's death, what if the Southern Jin Jiange's inheritance is broken? He realized that this great river sword was annihilated in the world and could never be seen again. That would be What a pity? The academy's acceptance of this sword is just like the fact that so many classics have been collected over the millennium. We are just preserving some of the wisdom of the previous generations for future generations, hoping to re-germinate someday in the future."

Listening to these words, I think of the countless book collections in the cliff caves in the back mountain. The second brother was shocked, feeling more hatred for his previous desires, kneeling on the futon, and saluting the teacher deeply, Shen The voice said: "The disciples know their mistakes. From now on, when the disciples pass away, the various sects will invite them back.

The expressions of the master and elder brother changed slightly, subconsciously they wanted to find tea to drink. They thought that if they really wanted to ask those sects to hand over their practice secrets in the name of preserving the fire of human civilization, the other party would definitely think you It’s a lunatic or a robber, and if you know what you want to do with Jun Mo, take it up

The lonely and proud temperament that doesn’t give up because of reason, those spiritual sects refuse to hand over the secrets of spiritual practice, you certainly don’t care about grabbing them, so the so-called please come back will naturally become a grabbed back, and the world of spiritual practice is afraid that one A **** storm...

The master looked at him and reprimanded in a deep voice: "If you can abandon your old face and don't try to rob, when the little guy Liu Bai realized Dahe Sword, I would take him back to the academy and force him to write it out. As for asking your junior to bother to do this, I don’t know what you are thinking."

The big brother shook his head and said: "Of course this kind of thing must be voluntary."

The second brother was a little confused by the teacher's training, and said: "But this behavior of the little brother is close to stealing, and it seems that there is not much difference from robbery."

The Master was a little embarrassed.

The big brother pours the tea at the top with extremely rare speed, and respectfully said: "Teacher, drink tea."

This action instantly diminished the awkward atmosphere in the field. The master took a sip of the tea, looked at his favorite apprentice, and said admiringly: "Russ can teach."

Second brother frowned, thinking about where he couldn't teach?

The wild geese who spent the heat in Xunyang Lake in Gushan County returned to Chang'an City and circled the old pagoda for several days. The shadows of the geese covered the sky, and they left a formation between Yanming Lake and the mountains. They screamed, then fluttered their wings and flew south towards the warmer Daze. They will not return until next spring.

The shop door of Lao Bi Zhai in Lin 47 Lane has not been opened for a long time. The wild cat is lying on the wall, basking in the fading sunlight, looking indifferently at the dusty patio, and guessing that it used to be dry. How many days has the fellow who hit Chai's own dead, is it right?

There is a grilling stall at the entrance of the alley. Mr. Wu raises an old dog. He walks the dog every morning and dusk to relieve loneliness and pressure from the proprietress. As the weather gets colder, the cold invades sooner or later, and walks. The dog changed from twice to once, and the time became noon.

The gambling shop in Xicheng is still booming. Qi Siye wears a satin gown with an iron ball in his hand, accepting compliments from the neighborhood like a rich man, thinking about when Brother Chao will return.

The Taoist performing talisman in the Taoist temple on Zhuque Street became ill, but the Taoist temple was renovated, so there are many more devout believers here than in previous years.

Regardless of the passage of time and the changing of the seasons, the Tang people in Chang'an live a peaceful and joyful life as they used to, and the hearty laughter in the streets has never ceased.

In the collection of the back mountain of the academy, there is a paper sword from the Southern Jin Dynasty sent to Xiling and finally came to Datang. The smell of the new lacquer in the house by the Yanming Lake is gradually dissipating, and the young people in the house are practicing Going farther and farther on the road, under the tempering of Fuyi Jianqi, under the influence of mutual reference, Sangsang understood how divine art is used to fight. Through learning Haoran sword, Ye Hongyu learned by analogy and treated that thin sword. The comprehension of Paper Sword is getting deeper and deeper.

You have such a powerful person as Dao Chi as the target, with such lofty and even absurd ambition in his heart, Ning Que's progress is even more amazing, and he becomes stronger and stronger.

His current level of cultivation has already stabilized at the upper realm of Dongxuan, and he walked firmly upwards, getting closer and closer to the ravine that seems to be separated by heaven and man, and one day he was faintly seen in the lake and the willows. When he reached the threshold, he was a little bit dazed that the threshold was a bit terrifying for him now.

Spring goes, summer returns, autumn returns.

When he returned to Chang'an City in the autumn, the town army general Xiahou, who had been stationed on the border of Datang for decades and had made great military exploits, was about to return to Chang'an City.

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