Chapter 25 Sword Pavilion

Qiuyin slept in the North-Wang Pavilion all night. When she woke up, there was a curtain hanging from the octagonal corners of the pavilion, and the wind and snow were impenetrable. She opened it with some doubts. The eagle on the eaves of the pavilion saw that the bastard had woken up.Take it back and gather it into a yarn roll, the eagle flies away with the roll in its mouth without any hesitation.

Qiu Yin just woke up, didn't understand what happened, but felt that she had slept soundly.She stood up, and the robe slipped off her shoulders, and when she picked it up, it was Nan Henyu's.

Has Master come here?Qiu Yin was quite sober, but after thinking about it, she thought it was impossible. How could the master not tell her to go back? It must be the big silly bird that flew away convulsed. Qiu Yin was very moved and decided to play tricks on it less in the future.

On the day of the decisive victory, it was the first time to fight for the leader. Qiu Yin came early this time, and Feng Zimai, a well-behaved and good disciple, was one step behind her. Lu Jingliu was surprised: "Did you take the wrong medicine? I gave it right."

"Fuck you." Qiu Yin cursed with a smile, glanced at Feng Zimai, and said inexplicably before going on stage: "Be careful in today's competition, if you lose to my junior sister, you will lose face."

Knowing Qiu Yin's bad temper, Feng Zimai nodded solemnly. Qiu Yin guessed that he probably didn't listen, and shrugged indifferently: "Don't blame me for reminding you, Lu Wansi's'progress' is obvious to all, don't cry when you lose, Senior Brother Feng."

After the provocative words were over, Qiu Yin quickly came to the stage, and Lu Wansi's affairs were let go. Facing Chang Hai, who was also at the early stage of Jindan and had more experience than her, she had to concentrate fully to win the laurel crown.

Qiu Yin talks a lot, but when it comes to using the sword, he doesn't have so much desire to talk about it. The two save each other's harsh words or flattering each other, and start neatly. They communicate with swords.more than.

Chang Hai is not victorious, only Jin Dan has more than ten years of experience than her, and he has been obsessed with Jiange.

But his disadvantages are also obvious. He has never been in the mortal world, he has never been in a demon realm, his sword moves are too upright, with clear boundaries, and he lacks a bloody murderous aura, which is what Qiu Yin is good at..

Therefore, Qiu Yin broke it quickly, and the sword ran away with blood. It was not like a confrontation, but like a demon. This kind of ruthlessness, whether it was a human or a ghost, allowed Qiu Yin to finally win the leader within a sword.

Qiuyin cupped his hands for the first time: "Senior Brother Chang, accept it."

Chang Hai didn't feel remorse or resignation, but returned the gift with admiration: "I've heard from Zuoren that his junior sister is extraordinary, and seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, and I've learned a lesson."

Be a human?Qiu Yin paused for a moment. It was You Zuoren, the elder brother who had been scattered in the Demon Realm and had nowhere to go.Senior Brother Chang Hai knew her Senior Brother Cheap, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Their group was brilliant, fighting like an advanced version of Feng Zimai vs. Sun Yi, not only the two involved, but many disciples in the audience learned something from it, lamenting that they are indeed the two senior brothers and sisters, and they are most looking forward to this group.

Ah Xi, who had become Qiu Yinchui, was buried in the crowd of 1.6 meters and above, and shouted loudly: "Second Senior Sister is the first!"

Lu Jingliu also joined in the fun: "Qiuyin, leader!"

The crowd was moved by the shouts of the two girls, and they shouted together, and Qiu Yin's name resounded throughout the ring: "Qiu Yin, the leader! Qiu Yin, the leader!"

Qiu Yin is a contestant who doesn't have any shyness and modesty. She waved to the crowd very well, and smiled older than the elders: "Everyone is polite, let me just say, I can't let you lose money, Yan Liangcai, rememberSend money."

As soon as everyone heard Qiu Yin mentioning the gambling in the training hall, they were all brothers who had overcome the bucket together, and they immediately laughed together. Yan Liangcai pretended to cry and said with a mournful face, "It's all because the second senior sister is too competitive", thereby infiltrating the disciples.Everyone was talking and laughing, but Lu Wansi pursed her lips, looking unhappy.

It's a pity that the competition was so exciting, except for the few who cared about the little junior sister on weekdays, everyone else was discussing the battle between Qiu Yin and Chang Hai and their respective swordsmanship, and failed to discover Lu Wansi's delicate emotions as carefully as a hair.

Qiu Yin saw it naturally, glanced at it lightly, and regarded it as nothing.

Lu Wansi's heart twitched, inexplicably feeling that she had returned to the time when she was just starting out, when she was nothing.

The other disciples didn't recognize her, and didn't care about her. Occasionally, a few came to ask, because they wanted to know why the sword fairy accepted her as his disciple.

She obviously has a senior brother and a senior sister. The senior brother is not here, and the master has no intention of introducing the senior sister to her.

At that time, she was the one who secretly went to see the legendary Second Senior Sister, but she just got such a blank stare, and a somewhat playful "You are the Junior Junior Sister", as if they were so different that they couldn't be compared at all.

She thought to herself, one day she will be in those eyes, and only her.

And she worked so hard to win, and now she wants to leave her for no reason.

After Qiu Yin left the stage, he chatted with his classmates who came forward to congratulate him. The atmosphere was good. After Feng Zimai and Lu Wansi came to the stage, they retreated to their original place. Yan Liang came out from behind and said quietly, "Little Junior Sister was looking at you just now.".”

Qiu Yin didn't care: "The eyes are on her body, I want to see, I'm so good-looking, I'm not normal."

"No, her eyes were weird for a moment. I don't know if others saw it. Anyway, I feel a little panicked. Maybe it's because I can't think about it, Second Senior Sister, do you know what's going on?"

"When you meet her, you should be someone else." Qiu Yin said, "There is a kind of person in this world who naturally feels that others should waste their precious time paying attention to her, and thinks that it is natural for them to be watched.Not so familiar, just keeping a basic distance, she feels that others look down on her, it's better to put her eyeballs down and stick to her, she will feel comfortable."

Yan Liang swallowed his saliva: "Although, Second Senior Sister, you are getting more and more bloody."

"It's just a metaphor, but I think it's quite appropriate."

Qiu Yin met Feng Zimai's gaze, raised her eyebrows, and hoped that he would not lose face because he was also a young star, otherwise his eyeballs would be lost, and he would live a life clinging to Lu Wansi.

If you want Lu Wansi to enter Jiange, Qiuyin has no way out here, and Feng Zimai may become a breakthrough.

Although Qiuyin doesn't have a good impression of the people in Changhua Peak, Feng Zimai is still a bit normal inside. It's nothing for him to lose to Chang Hai, and he himself admits it, but if he loses to Lu Wansi, I don't know if it will be midnightHe hit the post with his head and became a victim of Lu Wansi's "Rosemary" ever since.

In the book, the eldest brother of Chang Huafeng started to pay more attention to Lu Wansi because he failed to enter the Jiange, but Lu Wansi was able to enter, and thus fell.

Chen Wenchang... that silly roe deer is long gone.

Feng Zimai paused, and Qiu Yin's words subconsciously went over in his heart. He is not the soft-hearted type, and he will not hold back just because the opponent is an immature junior sister. Moreover, Qiu Yin, a real senior sister, is as cruel as an enemy.Naturally, disciples would not be sympathetic.

The game was as Qiu Yin expected. Feng Zimai was the one who suppressed steadily, but something happened in the middle, and the sword was a little bit off, which gave Lu Wansi a chance to fight back. But fortunately, the problem was not serious.Changhua's swordsmanship had some breakthroughs in the way of swordsmanship, and he won without any suspense.

For a moment, Lu Wansi couldn't hide her reconciled expression, but she quickly suppressed it, saluted without mistakes, and said something nicely. It was nothing more than admiration for her senior brother, and it was no different from what she said to Qiu Yin and the others.

Qiu Yin frowned, a little too smoothly, the plot will let go of Jiange's precious lump?It's no wonder she was thinking too much, she always felt that the fairy painting was not over yet.

In the final analysis, the main purpose of the plot of the Zongmen Dabi is to let Lu Wansi get the sword, and by the way, it shows how careless the original owner is, and the root is still in the sword.

When receiving the award, Nan Henyu was not around anyway, and Qiu Yin's absent-mindedness was written all over his face. After Pang Guang said, "You are the leaders of the new generation, especially Qiu Yin who won the leader", he found her slipping away and called her a few times.Then he came back to his senses: "What are you thinking, the leader is still distracted?"

"What do you want to eat for dinner?" Qiu Yin didn't have the ideological awareness of "the new generation of leaders" at all, "Do you think it's roast chicken or roast duck."

Pang Guang's thousand-year-old fox choked, thinking that it was really not easy for the junior sister, it's no wonder that the health of such a thing can be good, the head of the epiphany who was stuck in the late Yuan Ying for hundreds of years, ignored Qiu Yin's words, let them wait for a while,Lead them into the Jiange later.

It was only the three of them who entered the Jiange, so the rest of them dispersed. Many disciples were encouraged by capable people of their generation, and rushed to the training ground one by one to be intoxicated with swordsmanship.Leave without making a sound.

A disciple from Changhua Peak ran in: "Second Senior Sister, someone is looking for you."

Chang Hai and Feng Zimai were standing on two boring wooden piles, while Qiu Yin slumped down on the steps of the palace, impatiently: "Who is it, I'm not free."

The disciple said, "It's Fairy Bihua."

"You didn't say it earlier." Qiu Yin turned up all of a sudden, ran out of the hall full of blood, looked around to find someone, "Where are you, Master!"

"Here." Nan Henyu's cold voice came into his mind, and Qiu Yin searched for the sound and went around to a dark side hall of Changhua Palace. When he saw her master drinking tea slowly, his eyes lit up, "Master, youWhy are you here?"

"I have something to tell you." Nan Henyu picked up the teacup, took a sip, paused, and put down the teacup again, "I will be entering the Jiange in a while, do you remember what I told you last time?"

"Remember, the Sad Wind Sword is a 'dead sword'." Seeing that Nan Henyu didn't drink it, Qiu Yin approached the teacup like a puppy and sniffed it, feeling that it was different from what Nan Henyu usually drank, "Isn't it delicious?.”

Nan Henyu didn't expect his apprentice to notice her small movements. Seeing her lower her head, the tip of her nose almost touched the edge of the teacup. Where she had just drank, Nan Henyu's hand touching the teacup moved slightly, and took it a little further: "He XuanyueThe temple is different, brother doesn't like tea."

"It's just that he doesn't have good taste." Qiu Yin disliked it, "I don't like to drink it, I don't want to drink it anymore. Last time I saw that Baimao Immortal's tea seemed to be good, I will buy some for you someday."

"Don't bother."

The originally serious topic was interrupted by Qiu Yin, and it couldn't be serious at all. Nan Henyu felt helpless, but he tried his best to keep his face as cold as possible to let Qiu Yin understand the seriousness of the situation: "Death sword is the sword that has suffered heavy injuries.Afterwards, the sword spirit dissipated and was reduced to scrap iron, but Sad Wind is different, its sword spirit is more like eternal sleep than death."

"Eternal sleep is almost the same as death." Qiu Yin asked, "How does Master know that the sword spirit of Beifeng is not dead?"

Nan Henyu was silent for a moment, staring at the tea noodles for a moment in ecstasy: "When I entered the Jiange, a hundred swords competed, and I was recognized by many ancestors' swords. Except for one sword, it was Sad Wind. Back then I... was young and energetic, I once retreated, and asked Buchenjian's sword spirit with his soul why, Buchen said, Sad Fengjian is half dead, and there is no salvation."

Her natal sword is half-dead, which sounds very serious, but Qiu Yin's attention is completely deviated: "Young spirit, so the master was as naive as me because he was not recognized by Beifeng, so he deliberately retreated to ask the reason of the sword spirit.?"

Nan Henyu slapped her hand: "Presumptuous."

"I'm not presumptuous, I'm just curious. From this point of view, Master and I are quite similar."

Qiuyin can always pull her master to sink together at strange points, increase the points of mutual agreement between the two, and try to use the points to form a line, a red line that leads them together.

"I still remember the last time I told you in the long pavilion that the sect said that you can inherit my mantle.

Qiu Yin, your talent is as good as mine. If you enter the sword pavilion, you will definitely receive a lot of appreciation. There are countless swords for you to choose from.But Sad Wind is different, even if it is a dead sword, I can't tell now."

Nan Henyu pondered, and called her in a low voice: "Qiuyin, do you believe in being a teacher?"

"Look at what you said." Qiu Yin seemed to have sensed the strange emotion in Nan Henyu's words.With such a stinky temper, the first thing you should do after recovering from your injury is break into the Jiange and break your sword, instead of going through several trials to enter the Jiange and bring the traitor back."

Qiu Yin was afraid that Nan Henyu might misunderstand, so she added: "However, the leader is not for it, but for the reward of the master."

Nan Henyu hadn't recovered from the evil gangster's taking it for granted, when she saw Qiu Yin approaching with her head propped up, the fox's eyes were full of slyness: "So what is the reward?"

"...I'll talk about it when you come back." Nan Henyu couldn't stand it any longer, she staggered her eyes, got up and was about to leave, "Go back to the peak after taking it."

Qiu Yin watched the master's back with a smile: "Design."

There are indeed many doubts about why the Sad Wind Sword became a dead sword, and why the master is obsessed with Sad Wind, so we need to proceed with caution.But Qiu Yin is more concerned about what the "young and vigorous master" looks like.

Running around the mountain with living things, Wufeng wandering around, unwilling to be forced to measure his height in front of the pillar, or under the sword not only for the common people, but also for the hatred that he has not yet been open-minded, and he will act like a baby to those close to him, There is also stubbornness under the thousand-character training, and when looking at the never-ending snowfall on the top of Xuanyue Peak, you will also complain about "boring".

It's hard to imagine that this is something Qiuyin would do by herself.

If the former Nan Henyu was her, then would she become the current Nan Henyu in the future?

Re-entering the sword forest, Pang Guang made a tactic, stopped in the sky and fell into the pavilion, surrounded by upright and solemn, like the ancient relics left in the fairy forest, in the name of the swords, with the eyes of the gods, he inspected the new sword soul.

Pang Guang signaled Qiu Yin to go up with the sword, and said with a smile: "The Jiange has all the famous swords in the world, so choose carefully."

Qiuyin replied with the old fox's smirk: "I will."

Will take back the broken sword you took twice without hesitation.

The heavy door opened slowly, Qiu Yin stepped in, and the door closed in response, cutting off everyone's sight.

The only light blocked, and the inside of the sword pavilion was pitch black. Qiuyin's fingertips clustered with spiritual fire, slightly illuminating the front, but there was nothing, no ancient sword at all, like a dilapidated house that had been emptied, filled with "I'm funny"You play" means.

Qiu Yin: "?"

Not one of the many sword spirits who had agreed to appreciate it came out, and she was too shameless as the leader.

Qiuyin felt that Nan Henyu entered Jiange in the name of a genius without being responded to, but she turned a hundred times, and the freshly baked leader tried to discuss: "Big brothers, beauties, or don't know what, give some feedback,I'm a little embarrassed."

The mansion full of old antiques instantly became a dead sword, but it seemed that it was not good to leave the little girl alone, so there was a crisp sound of sword touching sword from the darkness ahead, and a dusty sword rolled out.

Qiu Yin was very moved, and she already had a good impression of this sword that understands the world. Although the sound was probably heard by other swords, she leaned closer and lit it with spiritual fire, and took a closer look——

Qiu Yin was expressionless: Oh, sad wind.

The mission hasn't started yet, it's over.

Not reconciled.Qiu Yin walked around the traitors without seeing them, and continued to shout: "Is there anything else? I am twenty years old. I am beautiful and kind-hearted. The second senior sister who is the most trusted by Emperor Taiqing. I can't suffer or be fooled. When I meet, don't tell me!"There is no cloud in the hanging moon, but it is also like the seven stars in a row, polishing your dogs and eyes."

"..." Still silent.

So the energy came on, and Qiu Yin was naturally "young and energetic", but her master asked after the fact, she was different, and had to solve problems on the spot.

Jin Dan's aura swirled, warm and domineering, the pavilion shook slightly, the old guys hiding behind the scenes couldn't hold back, responded to this immature but infinite potential soul, shaking and appearing one by one, shaking in a very humane wayShaking, as if just waking up, relieves embarrassment.

From the perspective of Pang Guang and the others under the Jiange, it was a castle in the air that was so good that it suddenly went crazy.

When the swords were almost ready, a few good-tempered sword spirits wanted to say a few words, not only to stabilize the majesty of their ancient and famous swords, but also to reassure the little girl: "My child, that sword is suitable for you..."

"I know, my master also said the same." Qiu Yin glanced around, saw the dazzling array of swords in the pavilion, and nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that they are almost complete."

So Qiuyin picked up the sad wind sword that seemed to be forgotten on the ground, and cupped his hands slightly: "goodbye"

Then he wanted to leave without nostalgia, leaving a group of thousands of old swords looking at each other in blank dismay.

People should be naive as they should be, and Qiu Yin was in a good mood after blasting out a group of swordsmen. Sure enough, she was the same little genius as Shizun.Zhongjian came back to his senses, only to realize that he had been tricked by a little girl, and the door that had just been opened half way closed with a "slap".

The honest and honest Jian taught: "Respecting the old and loving the young is a virtue."

"You don't love the young, how can I respect the old." Qiu Yin was a little dissatisfied, "It's obvious that you left me first."

The swords were speechless, Qiu Yin rolled his eyes and pretended to be generous: "Well, you have too many swords, let's have a representative, let's talk."

"Then you choose one."

Qiu Yin smiled, showing a respectful gesture of respect for the elderly, and asked, "May I ask which senior is Kong Yu?"

The Kongyu Sword is exactly the sword that Lu Wansi took away from the Jiange in the original book.

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