I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 153 Four Seasons Cicada, Four Swords

Under the Panchi Stage, red osmanthus flowers bloomed wantonly, with tiny golden petals hidden among the dark green branches and leaves. The rich sweet fragrance drifted slowly in the autumn wind and fell into everyone's nose.

But the people on the stage had no intention of smelling the intoxicating fragrance.

The entire North Street seemed to become quite quiet. When the passers-by saw the angry young men and women on the stage, they all kept their mouths shut tacitly.

Chen Zhian had a smile on his face and still looked up at the stage.

Lu Haihui was silent, and so were Wei Lingyu, Xie You and dozens of other young men and women.

There is give and take?

Just as Northern Grand Commander Qin Wenzhuo said, Lu Haihui, a Yuque cultivator, attacked Chen Zhian silently, but Chen Zhian did not die in the divine killing, and Bai Jian's mysterious silver needle came quietly and also tried to kill Lu Haihui.

This is probably what it means to have a give and take relationship.

But after that, Lu Haihui wanted to use the power of other strong men in Shangyuan Lu family, which went beyond the scope of give and take.

So Qin Wenzhuo picked a maple leaf in response, but in an instant, he had cut off more than ten powerful men's spiritual energy.

Chen Zhian was still riding on his horse, standing below the stage.

Lu Haihui placed one hand on the railing and bent the fine iron railing.

He was silent, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he just stared at Chen Zhian.

After a few breaths, Lu Haihui suddenly closed his eyes, let go of the railing, and gently waved towards Chen Zhian.

Then he sat back down, as if he didn't want to get entangled with Chen Zhian.

Wei Lingyu's eyes were cold, he lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and he clapped his hands gently.

The singing and dancing that had originally stopped on the stage resumed instantly, the scholar continued to play the piano, and the maids who had originally dared not utter a word also began to add tea and water.

Everything seemed to have calmed down.

No one looked at Chen Zhian anymore, as if the brief confrontation just now had ended.

But Chen Zhian was unwilling to leave. Instead, he looked up and smiled, "Mr. Lu, you are injured."

Lu Haihui turned his head, murderous intent in his eyes.

Chen Zhian sighed and said, "Mr. Lu just said that I am just a commoner. Even if I know who wants to kill me, I don't know how to deal with such a huge mountain of noble families."

"But Mr. Lu, I took action just now, and the result was not bad... However, many things require a give-and-take, and I am still a little dissatisfied with this result."

Lu Haihui drank a glass of wine: "What do you want?"

Chen Zhian said, "I want to make it clear to Master Lu that as long as there is a rule of courtesy in Xuantianjing, a commoner like me can also swing a knife at you."

Lu Haihui sneered and said, "Do you think you won?"

"We haven't fought yet, so we can't be considered to have won." Chen Zhian shook his head: "Mr. Lu suffered some minor injuries today. The Six Clans of Dayu have countless resources for cultivation, and there is no shortage of healing pills. In a few months, Mr. Lu's injuries will be healed."

"Then how do you plan to wield the knife?" Lu Haihui asked.

Chen Zhian said, "Today, Master Lu and I had some good exchanges, and I took advantage of you...why don't I give you a chance to get those advantages back?"

"I think General Yun Ting will not die, and Lu Shengxuan will lose the fight in front of the palace. What do you think, Master Lu?"

Lu Haihui suddenly laughed.

Lu Shengxuan raised his head and looked at Chen Zhian.

Xie You, Wang Zhiwei and others shook their heads almost at the same time.

"Why don't you go ask that Lu Zhujun to see if he has the confidence to defeat Sheng Xuan." Lu Haihui said with a smile: "You want to bet, but what do you want to bet on?"

"Master Lu said that I am a commoner and I don't know how to draw my sword or knife when facing your murderous intent." Chen Zhian said with a smile, "Then let's bet on a chance to draw my sword or knife. If I win, Master Lu will stand still, not use magic weapons, not fight back, and let me chop you with my sword or knife. How about that?"

"So what if I win?"

"What does Mr. Lu want?"

"I will strike you with my sword, too."

"Alright."

Chen Zhian said no more and rode away, his voice echoing in the North Street: "Mr. Lu, please remember today's exchange and this gambling fight."

"It is unwise to entrust your life to someone else's sword, Chen Zhian." Lu Haihui snorted coldly: "Wait until your head falls off, and then I will teach you a lesson."

Chen Zhian disappeared at the end of North Street, leaving only one sentence.

"It's strange to say, but I, Chen, have great luck. I have never lost a gambling match so far. Master Lu, when the time comes, please watch how a commoner can fight against you, the superior masters."

Everyone on the stage was drinking in a depressed mood.

Wei Lingyu's face was gloomy.

She never knew how the young painter she met in Yufu Palace in the past could have grown to such a level in just a few months.

Now…even a figure like Lu Haihui cannot kill him with his divine power.

"Does Chen Zhian have any magical treasure on him that can block the killing power of my cousin?" Xie You suddenly asked.

Lu Haihui pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe it's a first-grade spiritual treasure... Or maybe it's a method of visualization. If a god or man bends down and slashes it, it will break my divine power."

Everyone on the stage looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wei Lingyu frowned and said, "Chen Zhian has just broken into the Xiantian realm. Even if his visualization method is profound, how can he resist the divine power of my brother?"

Xie You said, "In any case, Chen Zhian has completely grown up. He has now moved to Qin Daduyu's old house in Dongcheng, which is only two streets away from where Qin Wenzhuo lives.

Assassination is completely useless now that Qin Wenzhuo has not left Beijing, so don't try it again."

"Just wait for him to die." Lu Haihui sneered, "Wait until Sheng Xuan defeats Lu Zhujun, and then I'll strike him with my sword from a distance. I don't believe he can survive."

When Lu Shengxuan heard this, he raised his head.

His eyes gradually became firm.

No matter what, he must avenge his father, and Yun Ting must die.

When Chen Zhian left the north city, he saw Bai Jian waiting for him under a sycamore tree not far away.

He looked at the sick Bai Jian, and Bai Jian looked at Chen Zhian.

"Master Chen, I didn't realize you were quite brave. I told you clearly that I was going to take the North Street and not pass by the Panchi Terrace, but you insisted on riding away and almost died at the foot of the Panchi Terrace."

Bai Jian smiled and said, "Lu Haihui's divine power was so fast that even I didn't react. If you didn't have some background, I'm afraid you would have died."

Chen Zhian said: "I dare to leave, of course I have some confidence, could it be you... Baijian, in the prison of the Dali Temple, there is a general who was beheaded for killing a member of the Lu family.

You actually dared to have such murderous intentions towards Lu Haihui, aren't you afraid that you will end up like Yun Ting?"

Bai Jian really shocked Chen Zhian today.

As soon as he made a move, he wanted to kill people with silver needles.

Bai Jian coughed a few times and shook his head indifferently: "You are the one who competed in front of the palace. I am now the guard assigned to you by Qin Dadu Yu. If someone wants to kill you, I will naturally do my best.

Lu Haihui dared to kill you, so it's no big deal to call him a crime of deceiving the emperor. I have a good reputation, so I'll kill him. We can talk about everything after I kill him."

“Moreover, Grand Commander Qin is not one of the senior officials in Xuantianjing. When Yun Ting committed the crime, he was no longer under the command of Grand Commander Qin. Grand Commander Qin was also fighting the enemy outside and was under many restrictions.

But now it’s different, he is in Xuan Tianjing, waiting for the adults in Xuan Tianjing to make mistakes.”

Chen Zhian tilted his head to think about it, then nodded slightly: "No matter what, I admire you for daring to take action against that person from the Shangyuan Lu family. I will treat you to dinner at noon today." Bai Jian immediately smiled happily.

So Chen Zhian randomly found passers-by on the street to deliver the letter, and invited Jiang Taiping, Zheng Xuanze and Lu Zhujun.

This time, Chen Zhian did not invite him to the restaurant.

Instead, he specially bought a lot of ingredients and cooked it himself.

In the kitchen, Chen Zhian cooked over high heat, using Kunlun Ze's many spices and ingredients as a base to make a delicious meal.

"Aren't you a scholar?" Bai Jian was surprised. "I heard that few scholars would go into the kitchen... How did they say that?"

"A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen." Zheng Xuanze sighed sincerely: "Brother Chen's two poems shocked the capital, and his poem still makes the Yunzhou Li family a laughing stock among many storytellers. But I never thought that they can cook delicious meals."

Lu Zhujun was just busy eating.

Chen Zhian carefully introduced the other three people to Jiang Taiping.

On this day, the five of them sat at the same table for the first time and gathered together at Chen Zhian’s house for the first time.

-

The abbot of Daci Temple raised his head and looked towards the direction of Xuantianjing, but he didn't know what he was looking at.

In the Daci Temple, a statue of the Heavenly King glared angrily, but it seemed that he was not looking at the world, but only at Chen Shuijun in the temple.

Chen Shuijun was wearing a long gown, sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his back facing the statue.

He closed his eyes tightly, but three shadows kept rising and falling behind him.

These three shadows are filled with many sword lights, and seem to contain a lot of time, including the spring rain, strong wind and heavy snow in spring, autumn and winter.

All kinds of mysterious aura bloom in this Taoist temple.

The abbot of Daci Temple, who was originally fascinated by Xuantianjing, finally noticed it.

He turned his head, and waves of emotion appeared in his calm eyes.

Chen Shuijun slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

He walked out of Daci Temple and stood in front of the sea of clouds, standing shoulder to shoulder with the abbot of Daci Temple, who was holding a whisk and had an immortal look.

"Can you really suppress the evil nature of the Four Seasons Cicada?"

The abbot of Daci Temple suddenly asked a question.

Chen Shuijun's face was stern. After thinking for a while, he slowly shook his head.

The abbot of Daci Temple remained silent.

Chen Shuijun said casually: "The Four Seasons Cicada Demon is not a demon that brings disaster to the world. For those who cannot be killed in the world, it is not a disaster.

I can't suppress my evil nature, so all I can do is kill those noble people, go to Daqian and cut their soul flags, or live in seclusion in a place where few people go.

The harm to the world is not as great as a bite of a lychee by the nobles in the capital."

The abbot of Daci Temple sighed and said, "I am afraid that you will lose yourself and become a puppet of the Four Seasons Cicada Demon from now on."

Chen Shuijun rarely smiled. He was always calm and steady, but today he seemed to have finally shown some pride.

"There are very few people in the world who can cultivate the Four Seasons Cicada. Observe the true meaning of the Four Seasons, see the evil miasma of the Four Seasons, catch the Four Seasons Cicada, and subdue the Four Seasons Cicada Demon!

I, Chen Shuijun, cannot be called outstanding in my talent for cultivation, and my physique is even more ordinary.

But I sat in Southern Jiangsu for eighteen years, sitting on that Qihuang Street, watching the flowers bloom and fall, and witnessing the strong winds and heavy snow.

All the four seasons come into my sight, and all aspects of life fulfill my thoughts. Even if it is to enlighten the minds of those ignorant children, it is also my practice. "

"I can do what others cannot do, and what others cannot do... What can a mere four-season cicada demon do to me?"

Chen Shuijun seemed to be asking himself, but also seemed to be talking to the abbot of Daci Temple.

The abbot of Daci Temple listened carefully. He knew very well how cruel the Four Seasons Cicada Demon was, but Chen Shuijun was so confident that he did not refute it, as if he believed in Chen Shuijun.

The two looked at the sea of clouds and headed towards Xuantianjing.

"You are about to go to Xuantianjing." The abbot of Daci Temple said, "Chen Zhian has already visualized the Heavenly King. Regardless of the inheritance of Daci Temple, since he has visualized the Heavenly King, whether he admits it or not, he is already half a member of Daci Temple.

I have gone to Xuan Tianjin twice in my incarnation. This time when you go to Xuan Tianjin, I plan to go with you in my real body to meet Chen Zhian."

Mention Chen Zhian.

Chen Shuijun's eyes were clear and she nodded slowly.

He and his son have been separated for a long time, and they will meet again at the end of September.

"However, Chen Zhian has been meditating on the Heavenly King Dharma and has a righteous heart. Now that he has seen the devil hanging in Tianjing, I'm afraid he won't want to go to a secluded place with you to live in seclusion."

"It's okay." Chen Shuijun shook his head: "The world is dark and gloomy, and having another Chen Zhian holding a knife is a good thing... I have already told him that everything should be done according to his heart. If he wants to take the imperial examination, he can take the imperial examination. If he wants to be an official, he can be an official.

Now he wants to wield a knife to kill the devil, so let him go, just keep your original intention."

"Besides... I am no longer the Chen Shuijun who can only sit in the alley. Now that Huang Que Feng is in my hands, I should be able to lend him a helping hand at some point."

The abbot of Daci Temple suddenly waved his whisk.

The sea of clouds in the mountains suddenly dissipated, revealing countless homes at the foot of the mountain.

"The autumn is too cold. These people who are harvesting crops may need a hazy autumn rain." said the abbot of Daci Temple.

Chen Shuijun flicked the sword at his waist.

The yellow bird suddenly flew out in the wind and flew into the clouds.

Clouds and mist surged in the sky, autumn thunder rumbled, and then an autumn rain fell.

"You need three more swords." The abbot of Daci Temple said, "Yellow Bird Wind is the sword of June, which is the middle of summer.

Since you are cultivating the Four Seasons Cicada, you will also need four swords."

"We already have the Sword of Summer." Chen Shuijun lowered his head and said, not knowing what he was thinking: "We should also have the Sword of Winter."

A smile appeared on the face of the abbot of Daci Temple. "I will give you a sword of autumnal killing."

"However, summer has passed for a long time. Have you found the cicada?"

In the distance, a yellow bird wind broke through the clouds and swept a long cloud of mist, which fell into the scabbard at Chen Shuijun's waist.

"Huai Xu... is in Xuantianjing."

"The flowers there have already blossomed, and they are just waiting to bear fruit."

-

In Hongdouyuan, Longmen Street.

Li Yinxi was holding a kettle, watering the red beans with a smile on her face.

The red beans are lush and stretch out for a long time.

The sky was covered with clouds and mist, enveloping the Li Mansion, and even seemed to be covering the entire Xuantianjing.

ps: Yesterday's monthly ticket plus more

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