Shi Xiaohan has always been a simple and pure person.
When you are happy, you will feel that the whole world is bright, and you will walk like a little sparrow, with an unconcealable smile on your lips; when you are depressed, you will feel depressed. His emotions were clearly written on his face, as if everything around him was covered with a layer of dust, and even his favorite food would become bland and tasteless.
Today, when she won three consecutive auditions and heard the thunderous applause from the audience, she couldn’t help but raise her chin triumphantly, and her bright almond eyes narrowed into crescent moons. , the whole person was almost floating with excitement.
It seems that she did not win the audition, but became the number one in the world.
"Fellow Tao Tao, after the Luoshui Conference begins, I must let all the monks in the world see the power of the Overlord Sword Technique." As soon as she stepped off the ring, she grabbed Tao Xi's sleeve next to her, He said excitedly.
In contrast, Tao Xi is much calmer and more aware of his own caliber.
“Don’t underestimate the monks in the world,” Tao Xi said softly, “For me, I have no regrets if I have the opportunity to compete with the proud men of Qi Tian. "
Shi Xiaohan frowned slightly.
At this time, she was in a state of extreme expansion. She only wanted to hear others praise her, and did not want to hear words that would enhance other people's ambitions and destroy her own prestige.
Gu Xu often describes her temper in private as "like a kitten." If she is touched along the fur, she will be in a happy mood and it will be easier to get along with her; but if touched against the fur, she will be in a happy mood and get along easier. , she will feel depressed, have a little temper, and even explode on the spot.
"Don't belittle yourself so much, Fellow Taoist Tao," she said, "Don't you have any further expectations for the Luoshui Conference, such as winning a ranking or something?"
"Expectations "Tao Xi lowered his head, hesitated for a moment and then said, "If I insist, as an inexperienced talisman master, I hope to have an opportunity to ask Master Gu for advice in person."
Shi Xiaohan glanced at her with a look that hated iron.
She considered her words for a while, then put her hands on her hips and said to Tao Xi earnestly like a big sister, "Fellow Tao Tao, you have to understand that you don't need to be so afraid of those so-called geniuses. . They are all human beings, and they definitely have weaknesses, and they are by no means invincible.
“For example, a talisman master like Gu Xu may be really good at drawing talismans, but his close combat ability is basically zero. If you get close enough to him, you can do whatever you want to him. ”
Tao Xi lowered his head and said nothing.
Most Talisman masters are not good at close combat, which is a well-known fact in the Daqi Dynasty’s cultivation world.
But the key to the problem is that you need to be able to get close to them first
That night, as soon as Shi Xiaohan returned to the dormitory, he couldn't wait to sit down at the desk and write a letter to Gu Xu .
Although in recent times, sheHe was exhausted and sore from the devilish training arranged by Hu Yun.
But the moment she picked up the pen, her physical fatigue seemed to be swept away. Thousands of words poured out of her mind like spring water, flowing continuously to the tip of her pen.
Her three auditions basically ended quickly.
But she chose to use her pale and immature writing style to write down the battle process in detail and for several pages.
Just the action of drawing out the sword, added exaggerated words such as "the tiger's body shook", "lightning and thunder", "the sky and the earth changed color", "everyone was shocked", etc. It doesn't matter whether it is appropriate or not. , as long as you are domineering enough, just pile them on.
If an uninformed person saw it, they would probably think that she was describing a battle between gods and demons, and a battle between saints.
After finishing writing, she stuffed the letter paper into the envelope, wrote the address of "No. 22, Goldfish Lane", walked out of the dormitory, and handed it to the porter of Longmen Academy.
She couldn't help but start to fantasize happily about how Gu Xu would praise herself in his reply.
However, at this moment, she suddenly remembered that she had not written a reply to her father yet.
As a "daughter lover", Shi Lei would write a greeting letter to Shi Xiaohan basically every day, asking her "Have you eaten enough?" "Have you dressed warmly?" and "Is the training hard?" Wait for the question.
Shi Xiaohan thought he was too verbose, so he kept saving his letters and only replied once a week.
After thinking for a moment, she took out a piece of letter paper again and wrote on it
"I killed three powerful opponents and successfully passed the audition. You are young. I definitely can't do it at that time
"When the Luoshui Conference officially starts, will you come to the capital to cheer for me?"
It's early spring in Shu. The weather in Dijian Pavilion is getting warmer.
The peach blossoms are beginning to bloom at the foot of the mountain, looking like a bright red cloud from a distance.
Su Xiao is standing in the forest with a wooden sword in his hand. In the open space.
But he did not focus on practicing his sword skills as usual.
Instead, he stared into the distance
in a daze. From time to time, voices, applause, and the clash of swords could be heard all around, mixing with the fragrance of flowers and plants, rippling in the peach forest.
This is the disciples of the sword pavilion competing in martial arts.
The "Luoshui Conference" is coming soon, and these young people are all eager to shine in front of everyone.
As the most talented young disciple of Jiange, Su Xiao will naturally participate on behalf of Jiange. "Luoshui Conference".
It was almost time to set off.
But thinking that he was about to go to Luojing City, which was thousands of miles away, he felt extremely complicated.
p>"Senior Brother Su is having an epiphany again." Several Jiange disciples passed by him and looked at him with admiration in their eyes.
The image of Su Xiao in the eyes of the disciples of Jiange is quite similar to the image of Gu Xu in the eyes of Luo Jing Fu Xiu. He is diligent and hard-working, and has extraordinary insights. He may have new insights into martial arts or magic anytime and anywhere.
Su Xiao shook his head.
He really wasn’t having an epiphany today.
He was just thinking about someone.
In the spring of sixteen years ago, when he was an ignorant child who had just started learning swordsmanship, he waved goodbye to that person in this peach forest.
"Dad, when will you come back from your trip to Luojing City this time?"
"Waiting for next spring, when the peach blossoms here bloom again, I will come back here to see you. "
"You must keep your word"
"Of course you do," the man said with a smile on his face, brighter than the flowers on the tree. Chase. Your father's promise is as solid as Luo Jing's city wall. When we meet next year, I will bring you Luo Jing's walnut cake to try."
"I don't like walnut cake. "The young Su Xiao frowned and said, "I just want to hear your story, the story of you and your comrades killing monsters and monsters with swords."
"No problem, I will tell you when I come back. Listen," my father said in a proud tone, "you have to know that although our Shenji camp has only been established for two years, we have already made great achievements such as Niu Huang, Mie Yuqi, Zhu Yan, and Wutong Shen. The ghosts and monsters that made everyone fearful were wiped out in the hands of me and my comrades."
Su Xiao looked at him with longing eyes.
In the eyes of a boy of his age, his father is undoubtedly a heroic existence.
What's more, his father was a famous swordsman in the Daqi Dynasty and a true hero.
Gu San "What kind of ghosts are you going to deal with when you go to the capital this time?" Su Xiao asked curiously.
"Qiongqi." The father smiled mysteriously.
"That's the big bad guy who looks like a tiger with a pair of wings and has eaten countless people." Su Xiao said in surprise, "Dad, you must kill him and eliminate harm for the people."< /p>
"Of course," my father patted his chest confidently, "I have made very good preparations to deal with it this time."
Speaking of this, my father He paused for a moment, then looked down at Su Xiao's eyes and said, "Have you noticed that some changes have happened to me in the past few days?"
Su Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at his father from head to toe. After looking at it carefully, he replied seriously in a childish voice, "Your beard has grown longer, and you have also gained a little weight."
My father was amused by his words and laughed.
"Silly boy, what I want to tell you is that I have broken through the sixth realm."
"What is the difference between the sixth realm and the fifth realm"
At that time, Su Xiao was only a first-level monk. The fifth and sixth levels were too far away for him, and he did not have a clear concept of them in his mind.
"The monks in the sixth realm have Dharma, but the monks in the fifth realm do not."
"What is Dharma? Is it so powerful?"
"See with your own eyes You know it then."
My father said with a smile, and with a thought, he summoned his own Dharma.
Soon Su Xiao saw a shadow several feet tall appearing behind his father, exuding terrible pressure, which made him lower his head involuntarily, not daring to look at it.
This phantom looks like a ferocious god with three heads and six arms, wearing golden armor and holding bows, arrows, swords and other weapons.
"My Dharma is the True Monarch of Huode who is above the Nine Heavens," my father raised his chin and introduced with joy, "He is an immortal who serves the Supreme Haotian Jade Emperor. , together with Taibai Jinxing and others, are called the Five Qi True Monarchs."
My father talked a lot, but Su Xiao couldn't understand many of the nouns in it.
Su Xiao only felt that this "Shenjun Huode" seemed to be really powerful. If his father had this thing, he might really be able to defeat the notorious monster Qiongqi.
On that day, the petals danced with the wind, like a colorful rain, exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Su Xiao grabbed her father's hand and walked on the falling leaves on the ground, sending her father several miles away.
As he walked, his father repeatedly told him to listen to his master and practice his sword well.
He told his father over and over again that he should come back early.
Then his father waved goodbye to him, stepped on the flying sword, and disappeared into the distant horizon.
Since then, Su Xiao would come to this peach grove every day, either to practice, or to practice swordsmanship, or simply to be in a daze, watching the peach blossoms wither, being buried in the soil, and then growing on the trees. fruit.
He silently counted the days in his heart, one day, two days, three days
He has always firmly believed that as long as he waits here for a year, the peach blossoms will bloom again. On that day, his father would control the flying sword and return to him, telling him the wonderful stories of demons and the exciting battle between the "True Monarch of Huode" and Qiongqi.
However, the spring breeze comes and goes, and the peach blossoms bloom and wither.
Su Xiao has gone from an ignorant little kid to the most admired senior brother in Jiange.
But he still did not wait for his father to come back.
The wave from my father turned out to be the eternal farewell between the two of them.
On February 21, the twenty-fourth year of Tianxing, Su Xiao stood for a long time at the place where he saw off his father, with many thoughts.
The spring breeze ruffled his hair and made his cheeks itch, but he didn't even notice it.
He sighed softly and took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.
That was the bad news brought to him by the imperial envoy sixteen years ago.
The paper reads "Jiange Keqing, leader of Daqi Shenji Battalion, sixth realm monk Su HaoUnfortunately, he died while fighting Qiongqi at the age of thirty-nine."
The imperial court gave him the posthumous title of "Wuxiang" and gave Su Xiao a number of valuable The elixir resources were used as compensation.
In addition, the messenger also said that due to the fierce battle, Su Hao and his comrades had no bones left.
In order to commemorate them. , the imperial court could only build an ancestral hall for them in the capital, hoping that the world would always remember their contribution and sacrifice.
Su Xiao had visited that ancestral hall several times. There was a tall stone tablet inside. The names of the heroes were carved, and incense surrounded them, and the people worshiped in front of the stone tablet.
The name "Su Hao" is located at the top.
The two characters are exorcisms. It was written by Luo Chuan, the head of the department, with sonorous and powerful strokes and an awe-inspiring aura.
But Su Xiao didn't like the atmosphere in that ancestral hall.
He had always liked it. He believes that "Su Hao" in the ancestral hall is just a symbol for people to admire, an empty name.
Only in his own memory, his father is a living person.
< p>My father once taught Su Xiao how to practice swordsmanship step by step under the dim yellow candlelight; he also used his body skills to fly over eaves and walls, letting Su Xiao sit on his shoulders and experience the feeling of flying. < p> He also brought a set of clay toys for Su Xiao from Jiangnan, but they accidentally broke them on the road, making the young Su Xiao cry. However, early the next morning, he quietly used magic to repair the toys. , placed next to Su Xiao’s pillow, and at the same time coaxed his son by saying, "Gods helped you to repair this", "Gods like obedient children", "Gods will only help you if you listen to your father"Su Xiao often recalls these scenes in his mind.
People often say that he is cold and arrogant, and that he is difficult to approach.
But in fact, he just has a lot of things on his mind.
Recently, Xu Man, the master of the Jiange Pavilion, told him that the leader of the "Luoshui Conference" would be eligible to enter the royal treasury and select a precious magic weapon.
Su Xiao is obsessed with practicing. It was the swordsmanship itself, and he was not interested in the name of the leader.
But he learned that there was a treasure in the inner treasury called the "Hunyuan Box". It was made of fuso wood and contained the edge of the world. Before the Hunyuan, it was said that he could transcend time and space and look back into the past.
Su Xiao wanted to know how his father died in the battle.
Although the "Qiongqi" was a fierce god. Ghost, but its actual combat power according to intelligence is only similar to that of the peak monks of the Sixth Realm.
Logically speaking, it is almost impossible for the "Shenji Camp" to be completely wiped out in front of it. After all, the "Shenji Camp" is. "The members are all geniuses from all over the country. Even if they really can't be defeated, they should have the ability to escape.
"Dad, the peach blossoms are blooming under the mountain again," thinking of this, Su Xiao put away the tears in his hands. Huang's paper said softly, "This time, it's my turn to leave for the capital. ”
The wooden sword in his hand rose and fell.
InvisibleThe sword energy quietly chopped down the peach blossoms on the tree. The flowers fell like raindrops, and then sprinkled on his body, which was three points thicker than the color of blood.
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