"Nothing nonsense!" the senior brother shouted.

"Born in the palace and want to be a good person, wouldn't it be your own fate!" Xu Xian said disdainfully.

Although you are impatient, you are not impatient. If you are a bad person, you may not have a good ending even in the ordinary world of people. Good people are still worthy of respect. But can the palace be the same as the world of mortals?

But Xu Xian was thinking quickly in his heart.

After all, Qin Su'er said that, in the final analysis, there was only one sentence, the fortune of the Song Dynasty was no longer good.

It's luck again!

Her luck is roughly the same as what ordinary people understand. For example, the previous prime minister Wang Anshi reformed and Wang Shao recovered Hehuang, and his military achievements and finances gradually improved. But at this moment, a severe drought that was rare in a century came, and Wang Anshi was taken by his political enemy to fall down.

The worst was another man, Wang Shao. Wang Anshi, who stepped down. Wang Shao was transferred from the northwest to the capital as the deputy envoy of the Privy Council. He was promoted and surrendered in secret, and he was hiding from then on. Wang Shao was sad and angry, and his back broke out and died. He lost Wang Shao, but later he had no wise commander in the five directions to attack Xia, and he was defeated. Emperor Shenzong was in a grief and angry mood and died soon after. Zhezong was young and Empress Dowager Gao was in power, and all reforms were overthrown and started over.

There was another chance during the reign of Emperor Zhezong. Zhang Qing defeated the Xixia people several times and killed more than 200,000 Xixia troops one after another. With the national strength of Xixia, it was almost in danger. At this moment, the witchcraft case in the palace of the Song Dynasty broke out, and the war in the West stopped, and Xixia got a chance to slow down.

This is the fortune of the Western Xia and the bad luck of the Song Dynasty.

The same is true for people. Successful people are talent, hard work, and luck.

Thinking of this, he thought of the four young men of Yue Fei, who were fighting with the four young men. They were all young and ignorant and went out for a trip, but since then, their mental path has changed, which has accelerated their growth pace. The battle in Xingren Mansion was a battle between the two sides, but it may be the beginning of the luck of the eight young men's growth!

Say it has, but it doesn't, say it has, but it has.

This is something that is vague and vague.

But according to Liu Ruyue's words, it is not an illusory object, but a substantial object, which is incomprehensible to Xu Xian.

Qin Su'er suddenly said, "Xu Xian, follow me to the capital, I will arrange someone to send you to my master's sect."

Xu Xian looked at Qin Su'er in surprise, not knowing that she had not asked her what she had yet to ask her, so she asked her to continue interrogating her master, or had other intentions.

It may not be a bad thing to go to her master's sect. He knew a lot of secrets from Liu Ruyue's mouth. At least her master's sect has a complete inheritance of Taoism and other conditions that are conducive to cultivation. However... he couldn't go, not only because of his mother, but also because Qin Su'er said this before, and the cold light appeared in her senior brother's eyes afterwards, and the cold light almost turned into a cold knife to kill himself.

And he has some secrets that cannot be disclosed.

Xu Xian didn't say anything. He continued to think about the way to escape in his mind, and then looked at the eyes of Senior Brother Qin Su'er, and had a sudden inspiration...

He looked at Qin Suer's senior brother and said, "Senior brother."

"Who is your senior brother?"

"That's not my senior brother, but seeing that Xian Chang has always cared about Mrs. Qin..."

This is a bit ironic. Even if all the heroes of Liangshan call Qin Suer the fairy, Xu Xian has always called Qin Suer the wife. Of course, maybe Liangshan asked her to do things and used the honorific title. But now Xu Xian calls him the immortal chief. Regardless of whether the immortal "xian chief" can be heard, Xu Xian continued, "Are you a Taoist relationship with Qin Xiaomai?"

“Bold!”

Two swords flew over at the same time. However, although Qin Su'er was angry and had no murderous intentions, the senior brother's sword was truly murderous. Seeing that something was wrong, Qin Su'er's sword changed and blocked his sword, and Xu Xian escaped.

Xu Xian murmured, "I really want to kill me."

...

The firewood sounded "serge" and the faint flames looked a little cute this autumn day.

There were a few pots of chrysanthemums on the table. When the chrysanthemums were blooming, they were bent golden silk and silver threads scattered among the green leaves. The room was also simple, but the clumsy movements of senior brother Qin Su'er were very inconsistent with this quiet environment.

"I'll do it." Xu Xian said, he couldn't stand it anymore. If you want to please, you have to have the ability to please.

As he said that, he snatched the medicinal materials from his hands.

It’s not that Xu Xian is very capable, his mother is often seriously ill, Xu Xian often decocts medicine for her mother, and practice can make perfect, at least not as clumsy as her senior brother.

The senior brother is about to have an attack, but he endures it again.

Seeing Xu Xian concentrate on decorating medicine, Qin Su'er's cold eyes gradually became a little gentle, but Xu Xian didn't pay attention.

As the medicine soup was about to be boiled, Qin Su'er said, "Senior brother, you go out first."

Her senior brother hesitated for a moment and finally walked out of the room.

Qin Su'er did not drink the medicine soup, but looked at Xu Xian and said, "Xu Xian, although you are a little scoundrel, you have a little backbone. However, as a man, a scoundrel is not good after all."

This really wronged Xu Xian. Xu Xian is not only a scoundrel, but also a little cold. Even a scoundrel can do nothing. He is weak and has a strong skill. Xu Xian learns to learn from her senior brother's cool appearance, and puts a proud look on his face, and Xu Xian will not despise him.

"I curiously asked some leaders of Liangshan about your life experience, but I think it's not as simple as they said. If you don't want to say it, I won't ask. However, your cultivation is too low and you have learned some messy skills. Why are you not easy to learn? Learn the rough sumo wrestling technique of Yan Qing?"

If Yan Qing was here, he would be so angry that he vomited blood when he heard her words. Sumo wrestling was very popular in the Song Dynasty. Is it easy to practice sumo wrestling techniques to his level?

"I don't know much about you, but seeing what you were talking just now, although you are a little scoundrel, you are not stupid. I asked you to go to my master's sect with kindness. Don't think about it randomly," Qin Su'er was very clever. She just said that she would send someone to send Xu Xian to the master's sect. Xu Xian didn't answer, and knew that he didn't agree in his heart, so she persuaded him again.

"Where is your master's sect?" Xu Xian pretended to be stupid and acted crazy.

"You don't need to ask where my master is. You will know when you go."

"Miss Qin, I will tell you the inheritance of Taoism I have obtained. Can you pass on your sword skills to me?" Xu Xian changed the subject.

Unexpectedly, Qin Su'er agreed. She stood up, took out a sword score from her bag, handed it to Xu Xian, and said, "The sword technique I practice is it. If you like it, I will give it to you. However, there are two things you should pay attention to, first of all, the sword technique. In addition to some heavy swords, the weight is very light, which is destined to be different from other weapons, and it is even worse than the silk in some soft techniques. Although the silk is light, its length is kept up, and it is soft. If it is used, soft can be wrapped and soft, and hard can be used as a soft stick. But the sword is the real king of weapons because it has spirituality."

"What does this have to do with sword-punning?"

"If a person jumps high from the spot or jumps high after trotting, which of the two jumps higher? The sword is light and sharp, making it out of thin air makes it difficult to exert its power, but with the help of the power pulled out of the scabbard, the two will be completely different. If a sword is held in my hand, I cannot use the sword light. If I pull it out of the scabbard and my body speed follows, I can make it appear and exert greater lethality. And the higher my cultivation in the future, the more important it is to pluck the sword. I can even use the power pulled out to inject the true energy of the whole body, so that it can fly several miles away and hurt people's lives."

These words are easier to understand, and Xu Xian has seen her use a sword several times and has also experienced it.

Qin Su'er said softly again: "If you want a sword score, I will give it to you, but I have something to say first. The sword technique I practice is not the martial arts sword technique, but the Taoist sword technique. Even if you get the inheritance of Taoism, it may not be suitable for it. I have no way to teach this. If you want to use a sword, you must go to my master and receive guidance from the teachers in the valley."

Qin Su'er didn't say anything else, nor did she avoid suspicion, but she took off her veil and slowly drank the medicine soup.

But she didn't know that the contrast between her attitudes before and after made Xu Xian feel sad. A cold fairy with an unpredictable personality and a senior brother who was jealous from time to time made Xu Xian even more determined to escape.

Xu Xian glanced at Qin Su'er's pretty face and said, "You take medicine, I'm out."

"good."

Xu Xian walked out with the sword note in his arms.

Before he walked far, Qin Suer's senior brother stopped him and shouted coldly, "Boy, please listen to me, you will be far away from my junior sister in the future."

Xu Xian was not scared by him. On the contrary, in Xu Xian's heart, he looked like a proud and stupid rooster. Not so. His status in the Yaochi Sect is not low, so he is a bit arrogant. He is also the closed small world that has just come out of nowhere and does not know the right and wrong of human nature, so how can he get to Xu Xian, who has a complicated life experience?

He smiled slightly, hooked his hand at his senior brother, and said, "Come with me."

Xu Xian is really not afraid of him. Maybe he can kill Xu Xian with one sword, and even slap Xu Xian to death without even using a sword. But what is strength? The essence of power is not only strength and kung fu, but it also contains more and more. One of the most important ones is wisdom.

Xu Xian lurked under the Liangshan boat to escape. The one he feared the most was not Qin Su'er, Lu Junyi, but Wu Yong!

There are many heroes in Liangshan, but Wu Yong is ranked in the third seat above. It’s nothing more, but wisdom!
Chapter completed!