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Chapter 7: Flying Long Qingyun, Chu Chu Tuoba Xi

The bright sunshine shone on her body, her lips were bright outside, just like a fairy walking out of the painting, ethereal and lively.

Leng Zhuqing seemed to move, jumped up gently, like a white streamer, landing slowly on the martial arts stage.

From a distance, both of them were dressed in white clothes, with green and green clouds, and their beautiful figures. Tuoba Xi clams with eyebrows and couplets, making her look so beautiful. Tuoba Xi bowed her hands, and the two waved their swords and gestured.

The sleeves are dancing, and the sword is flying, "as if it is like the blue clouds covering the moon, and as if the wind is returning to the snow." The two seemed to be dancing a song "Dancing in the Rainbow Dress", which is so beautiful that it is breathtaking!

Compared to Bai Yunqi's investigation of Long Qingyun, he was mellow and skillful in palm power, Leng Zhuqing's investigation of Tuoba Xi was more of agile changes in the sword posture, so he looked like a stunning geese, like a dragon.

On the chair of the martial arts stage, the four mentors nodded and smiled. The crowds below were cheering and thunderous, and the cheers were mixed with surging whistles.

The yellow orioles next to them made a crisp chirping sound on the trees, and the scorching sun emitted a dazzling light in the sky. It was almost noon, and Leng Qingzhu used a "Lingxi Furong Sword".

"squeak......"

After a few crisp sounds, Tuoba Xi took three steps back, and the long sword in his hand was about to get out of his hand. He tightened the hilt in panic. His pretty face turned red, completely gone from the agility and elegance he had just now. He stood up and down on the spot with a breath, his chest undulating, his eyes were smooth and upturned, and a pair of phoenixes stared at Leng Zhuqing waterily, with a natural clarity.

Leng Qingzhu also secretly praised in her heart that even if she is one of the few beauty in the world, this woman is even more amazing than herself. What is even more rare is that her swordsmanship is agile and Hui Zhilanxin.

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly and said, "Tuoba Xi, you have passed the investigation and have been a disciple of my Songyang Sword Mansion from now on. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher."

Hearing this, Tuoba Xi took a step forward, knelt on the ground with one leg facing Leng Zhuqing, bowed and said, "Disciple, please follow the teachings of Master!" A pretty face was full of smiles, rippling with joy. At this time, the big eyes swept towards Long Qingyun who was moving at the corner of the crowd intentionally or unintentionally. When his eyes touched Long Qingyun's handsome face, his big eyes, as clear as the lake water in spring, suddenly burst out with the shyness and charm of a girl.

Leng Qingzhu nodded and left the martial arts stage. Tuoba Xi moved her style lightly, cheering in her heart, but she pretended to be calm on her face, maintaining the girl's unique reserve.

"The red lips are getting lighter, and the clouds are turning to the slightest." The shyness, liveliness, reserved, and charm of the girl Tuoba Xi, naturally reveals and blooms as she flows. The crowds in the martial arts arena begin to surge, and several handsome young talents, straightened their chests, and their eyes were hot toward Tuoba Xi, hoping for the other party's response.

Who knew that Tuoba Xi, who had a bright smile like the spring sun just now, had a solemn expression, and suddenly she had a noble and cold temperament.

It turned out that Long Qingyun at the corner of the crowd disappeared. Tuoba Xi couldn't help feeling lost. As soon as he walked to Luo Bo, he shouted in a depressed mood: "Luo Bo!"

Who is Luo Bo? He understood the purpose of coming from Tuoba Xi's depressed eyes. He lowered his voice and said, "Miss, Long Qingyun was called away by a disciple in blue just now."

Tuoba Xi's depressed mood eased: "It turns out that he was called away by someone. I am so naturally beautiful and so many young talents are attracted by my style. Long Qingyun's head would not have left if he hadn't been to Yumu Gada." Thinking of this, a cool face appeared again with a bright smile.

On the aisle of the "Readhouse" with high eaves and teeth on the back of the martial arts court, the middle-aged Guo Picheng with a clear blue robe with a solemn face. He is the master of the Songyang Sword Mansion, and he is also the eyeliner of the current prime minister Gu Jingxiu in Songyang Sword Mansion.

In the middle of the shimmering water opposite, there is a hexagonal lake pavilion with orange-yellow top. On the six corners are six dragons made of glazed tiles, which are lifelike. The hexagonal lake pavilion, the mountains and the misty lake water, looks like a landscape painting with a wide artistic conception from a distance from the library.

A young man in white clothes was sitting calmly on the stone bench, with an elegant posture and calm mind. A purple clay half-moon pot was placed on the stone table, with sun-yellow yellow all over the body, elegant and dignified. The surface of the pot was engraved with Zhang Jiuling's "The bright moon grows on the sea, and the world shares this time". The font is elegant and the rules are rigorous.

The young man in white was elegant and handsome, and his whole body exuded Wang Gui's ambition. Behind him stood a middle-aged man in blue robe with a sergeant, with Kong Wu fierce and bright eyes.

The young man in white looked at the curling mist of water coming out of the half-moon pot, and a refreshing fragrance of green snail spring came towards him.

At this moment, Bai Yunqi walked from a distance with the tall Long Qingyun. The young man in white raised the teacup to his mouth and sipped the teacup. The fragrance was fragrant and sweet. He raised his eyes and saw Bai Yunqi approaching, and immediately stood up, walked towards the pavilion and bowed to Bai Yunqi, "I have seen Mr. Bai", with a respectful face.

Bai Yunqi said loudly: "I have met Prince Duan, this is Long Qingyun, my new apprentice."

Long Qingyun took a step forward and bowed: "I learned from Long Qingyun and met Prince Duan."

Prince Duan glanced at Long Qingyun. Seeing that although this person was weak and gentle, he was calm on his heroic and strong face, he said to Bai Yunqi: "Congratulations to Mr. Bai for accepting a good apprentice."

The two sat down, and the entourage beside him stepped forward and was about to pour tea for Bai Yunqi. Prince Duan signaled with his eyes, and the entourage retreated to the side, and Long Qingyun stood upright behind Bai Yunqi.

Prince Duan picked up the half-month pot, poured tea for Bai Yunqi himself, and asked anxiously: "Old Bai, have you chosen the candidate for the 'West Lake Sword Contest'?"

Bai Yunqi laughed heartily and said, "It's far away in the sky and close in front of you. Do you think this Long Qingyun is suitable?"

The smile that had just appeared on Prince Duan's face faded away a little, and he looked at Long Qingyun and said, "My name is?"

Long Qingyun bowed and shouted: "My master is Liu's escort from Fuyuan Escort Bureau, Tonglu County."

Prince Duan couldn't help but be stunned and continued to ask, "Is there any master?"

Long Qingyun answered very simply: "No more."

Prince Duan couldn't help frowning and looked at Bai Yunqi and said, "This...", and couldn't help but wonder, this kid looks so silly, why do he speak so stupidly? The old man Bai Yunqi has taken the wrong medicine.

Bai Yunqi was slightly stunned, then came over and said loudly: "Qingyun came from Tonglu County. This kid is mellow by nature and does not know the etiquette. Don't be surprised by Prince Duan. Today I inspected him in the martial arts field. A set of Xingyi Liuhe punches is so mellow and skillful, not even inferior to me."

Prince Duan knew that Bai Yunqi was humble, and what was it that was not inferior to him. A disciple of a stunt master could be a few pounds. But seeing Bai Yunqi's admirational expression, it was hard to distort his intentions. He said with a solemn expression: "The second prince is very worried that this year's West Lake Sword Contest, Songyang Sword Mansion lost to West Lake Sword Courtyard."

"Sword Contest on West Lake" is a grand event that the whole country is concerned about in Nanyong. This is not only a general appearance by all the martial artists in the world in front of the world, but also a grand event for Songyang Sword Mansion and West Lake Sword Court to compete for each other's strength. More importantly, a struggle between the "pro-war factions" and "pro-peace factions" in the imperial court in the world.

Emperor Ningzong also kept swaying between the "Master of Peace" and the "Master of Peace". The battle faction was indeed not good at it. Even the Songyang Sword Mansion, which he had always relied on, was defeated by the fortress of the Master of Peace, West Lake Sword Court.

Retiring from the imperial examination article has always been the sphere of influence of the peace faction. Of course, it is not a monolithic part. Every year, a small number of students become the war faction after entering the government. But that part of the students is obviously a very small number.

When Bai Yunqi heard Prince Duan say this, he looked worried. Everyone knew very well that the current situation in Nanyong Kingdom was that the peace faction was the superiority of the war.

In recent years, even the traditional advantages of the lords and the martial arts talents have been gradually overtaken by the lords and the lords.

The second prince Yong Yun was determined to "look north to China and restore the Central Plains" since he was a child, so he was worried about this matter and sent Prince Duan to Songyang Sword Mansion to check whether there are good talents today and could save a game in this "West Lake Sword Contest" for the main battle.

The "West Lake Sword Contest" stipulates that the participants must be new disciples that year, and Quannanyong's Sword Academy can participate. So far, basically all of them have won the Martial Arts of Songyang Sword Mansion and West Lake Sword Academy.

Only during the Guangzong period did a Wu Kui come from Beiyan Academy in Chongqing Prefecture. That was Su Bingkun, the grandfather of "Zhenyuan Marquis", Su Wanting, who was later named a marquis of the Southern Yong Dynasty for his outstanding military achievements.

Prince Duan continued, "The Second Prince, I have high hopes for this West Lake sword contest, and I hope Mr. Bai will pay attention to it." After that, he bowed and stood up to leave.

Bai Yunqi looked up at the sky. It was already noon, and it was the meal time. He tried his best to keep Prince Duan for dinner, but Prince Duan seemed to have something important to him and hurriedly said goodbye. Before leaving, although he greeted Long Qingyun, his face was full of suspicion.

Seeing Prince Duan Yong Ruyu disappear at the end of the lake shore, Guo Picheng walked into the library with a serious look on his face.

Bai Yunqi looked at the exquisite half-moon pot on the stone table, which was sunflowered yellow, simple and elegant, and Zhang Jiuling's famous poem, which should be the tea set that Prince Duan himself carried with him.

I have long heard that Yong Ruyu likes antiques, gold and stone, and can leave such exquisite half-moon pot here, which shows that there are more important things waiting for him.

Seeing Prince Duan leaving in a hurry, Bai Yunqi was not in the mood to appreciate this exquisite purple clay teapot at this time, but he still looked at Long Qingyun with a smile on his face and said:

"Qingyun, it is rare for you to be so mellow and skillful in Xingyi Liuhe Fist, which is far beyond the expectations of your teacher. Look at which young talents in the martial arts field today are not taught by famous teachers. You really only have one Master Liu Biaoshi." After saying that, a gleam in your eyes flashed, and a cold light swept towards Long Qingyun's face.

Long Qingyun stood upright and said calmly: "Master, since I was three years old, Master Liu has taught me martial arts. It has been more than ten years. This is how I have been through it. Master Liu passed away at the end of last year. My father is planning to take the Songyang Sword Mansion exam this year. If I fail, I will invite me a master after returning to my hometown in Tonglu."
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