Su Yiwen Lingzhao

The sunset is dim, and the night is getting darker.

Huang Qianjun came back from the outside with a food box.

It's embarrassing to say that although Feng Xiaofeng can cook, his cooking skills are really terrible. Feng Xiaoran is young and has never learned cooking skills.

Su Yi is too lazy.

As for Huang Qianjun, as a rich and well-clothed dude since he was a child, he adheres to the principle of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", and has never touched the spring water since he was a child.

Therefore, ever since they moved into Zhuo'an Xiaoju, their food has been bought by Huang Qianjun from outside...

"Brother Su, when I was buying food just now, I felt as if someone was following me, but I couldn't find anyone suspicious."

While arranging all kinds of delicacies on the stone table, Huang Qianjun hesitated, "Do you think I'm a little suspicious?"

Su Yi glanced at him, and said: "In the past few days, you and Junior Brother Feng and Xiaoran are staying at home. When I settle the disputes outside, whether you go to Qinghe Sword Mansion to sign up or have other plans, you will not What danger is there?"

Huang Ganjun quickly agreed, and immediately said in a low voice: "Brother Su, I don't plan to go to Qinghe Sword Mansion to practice."

"Why?"

Feng Xiaofeng couldn't help asking.

Huang Qianjun grinned and said: "I think it's far better to practice with Brother Su than to go to Qinghe Sword Mansion."

Feng Xiaoran on the side nodded repeatedly in agreement, and said in a crisp voice: "I think so too!"

Regarding this, Su Yi was noncommittal.

After dinner, Su Yi was planning to practice, when a rush of horseshoes sounded outside the courtyard.

Cheng Wuyong came in a hurry on horseback.

"Mr. Su, I heard the news today that people from the county guard's mansion are investigating a young man surnamed Su, so I came here to inquire. If this matter is related to Mr., my Yuan family will not sit idly by."

Cheng Wuyong solemnly clasped his fists, expressing his intention to come.

"Are they really going to retaliate?"

Huang Ganjun was stunned, his expression fluctuating.

In a word, Cheng Wuyong immediately understood, he couldn't help looking at Su Yi, and said: "Mr. Su, I'll go back right away, I believe that with the strength of my Yuan family, I can mediate from it, so that the county guard's mansion dare not agree to it." so..."

Su Yi interrupted with a wave of his hand, and said calmly: "It's just a small matter, don't bother."

trifle?

Cheng Wuyong was stunned.

What happened last night in the Artifact Refining Workshop, although it was suppressed by the Sheriff's Office with all its strength, it couldn't be hidden from the top forces in the city at all.

Killing the six guards of the county guard's mansion and forcing Qin Feng, the son of the county guard, to kneel down, the impact is too serious.

According to the information obtained by Cheng Wuyong, just last night, the forces of the Sheriff's Mansion had quietly moved into action!

"Mr. Su, you don't know that Qin Wenyuan's city mansion is deep and ruthless. In the thirty years since he was in charge of the sheriff's mansion, countless forces in the city have suffered a lot from him."

"Even the head of my Yuan family once said that Qin Wenyuan is a tyrannical figure who eats people and doesn't spit out his bones. If he can avoid provoking him, try not to provoke him."

Cheng Wuyong said softly, "Qin Wenyuan's martial arts cultivation is also extremely astonishing. Fifteen years ago, he stepped into the realm of a master. Eight years ago, his cultivation level broke through again, and he stepped into the second level of the cultivation furnace realm!"

"When he was young, he practiced for many years in one of the top ten university palaces, 'Luyang Academy'. It is said that 'Xuan Youlong', the deputy palace master of Luyang Academy, is his senior brother, and the relationship between the two is irreversible."

"Besides, Qin Wenyuan and the governor's mansion of Gunzhou also have some connections..."

Cheng Wuyong almost told Qin Wenyuan's details all at once.

Huang Qianjun, Feng Xiaofeng and the others were all terrified.

They never expected that Qin Wenyuan's power would be so terrifying!

The territory of Dazhou is divided into six states.

Gunzhou is one of them, and the governor's office is set up to coordinate and administer the six counties in Gunzhou.

Yunhe County is one of the six counties in Dagon Prefecture.

As the governor of the county, Qin Wenyuan can be regarded as the most powerful person in Yunhe County, representing the power and influence of the Great Zhou court.

And he himself is a martial arts master, who can be called both authoritative and powerful.

Coupled with the fact that this person is deep in the city and has a ruthless wrist, one can imagine how serious the consequences will be if he wants to take revenge.

But after hearing this, Su Yi just smiled and said: "Elder Cheng, what you said, in my opinion, is nothing more than a single blow."

Speaking of this, he stood up from the rattan chair, put his hands on his back, and said calmly: "Cultivate and ask, kill and attack decisively, and the most taboo is to be burdened by false fame and power. In my eyes, he is nothing more than a Furnace Raising Realm Martial Dao Grandmaster."

Cheng Wuyong was at a loss for words.

Are these words crazy?

Not at all, because the one who spoke had once beheaded the Grandmaster with a single blow!

Su Yi said suddenly: "Elder Cheng, do you know why your cultivation has been stuck in the Great Perfection of the Qi Gathering Realm and has not been able to break through so far?"

Cheng Wuyong was shocked all over, and solemnly clasped his fists and said, "Please give me some pointers, sir."

"There is a saying in Buddhism that walking is also Zen, sitting is also Zen, speech is silent, movement and stillness are natural."

Su Yi looked slightly at the night sky, and said softly, "The way of cultivation is the same. Every action, word and deed must be brave and diligent, and have the courage to be lawless. Only in this way can we eliminate trivial disturbances and move forward indomitable."

Speaking of this, he looked at Cheng Wuyong again, "You are impeccable and thoughtful, but you also allow your mind to be fettered by the power of the world. When you do things, you only want to use power to mediate and resolve them. When you are cultivating, how can you Bravery and diligence?"

A few words, like a sharp sword, cut to the deepest part of Cheng Wuyong's heart, making him sweat profusely, with the feeling that there was nothing to hide, no more to hide.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and bowed to salute: "Mr.'s words are like a blow to the head, which enlightened me. Cheng has been taught!"

Every word comes from the heart, and the gratitude and admiration are beyond words.

Facing such a great gift, Su Yi accepted it calmly.

In terms of practice, this is called "teaching", Buddhism calls it "breaking obstacles", and Taoism calls it "pointing".

For the monks who have encountered bottlenecks, encountering such advice is no less than the grace of reinvention!

"These are the eight characters I wrote with my own hands. If you can figure out some of the charms in them, you will be able to achieve the state of a master, and it will be just around the corner."

Su Yi thought for a while, took out a piece of writing from Mo Yupei, and handed it to Cheng Wuyong.

These were some words he wrote casually when he was in Xinghuang's small residence in Guangling City, when he occasionally got something from cultivation. When he left, he put it in the ink jade pendant together with other sundries.

Cheng Wuyong opened it and saw a line written on it——

The old things are lingering, and a sword is broken.

There are only a few characters, meaningful and clumsy, flying freely.

Ordinary people will be amazed by such handwriting when they see it, and they will regard it as a master of calligraphy.

But in the eyes of warriors like Cheng Wuyong, all these eight characters are swords, and all of them have the momentum to pierce the sky and cut everything!

Just looking at it made his eyes and mind feel prickly.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Wuyong carefully put away the calligraphy, bowed again and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for giving me the calligraphy!"

His heart was throbbing violently, unbearably excited.

He had a strong premonition that if he often pondered the eight characters in this calligraphy, he would be able to break through the barriers of cultivation that had troubled him for many years, and step through the threshold of the realm of a master in one fell swoop!

"Go."

Su Yi waved his hand.

Cheng Wuyong has been stuck in Qi Gathering Realm Dzogchen for many years, and it's just a matter of passing the door. For him, giving him advice is just a matter of convenience.

If you are a person with insufficient realm, even if you say these words, they are meaningless.

Early the next morning.

Su Yi was the same as before, practicing, washing, and eating seemed very boring.

But this is practice.

If you are greedy for the prosperity of the world of mortals, linger in the lingering world, let alone wasting your time, you will definitely delay and waste your practice.

It seems that under the influence of Su Yi, these days, Feng Xiaofeng, Huang Qianjun, Feng Xiaoran and the others have also become extremely self-disciplined and diligent in their cultivation.

until the evening.

"Brother Su, the carriage is ready."

Huang Ganjun hurried in from outside the courtyard, "Mrs. Cuiyun from Fengyuanzhai also readily agreed to give up the Shanhe Palace on the ninth floor."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but become weird.

When he arrived at Fengyuanzhai just now, Mrs. Cuiyun came out to meet him in person, treating him as a first-class guest and not daring to neglect him in the slightest.

But when she heard the news that Su Yi chose to have a banquet at Fengyuanzhai tonight, Mrs. Cuiyun was stunned at that time, her beautiful face was constantly changing, it was really exciting.

Obviously, what happened that night still haunts her.

But in the end, she readily agreed and reserved the Shanhe Palace on the ninth floor.

"good."

Su Yi nodded, looked at Feng Xiaofeng not far away, and said, "Junior Brother Feng, remember to warm up a pot of wine and drink together when I come back."

"Brother Su, be careful!"

Feng Xiaofeng exhorted.

"Be careful?" Feng Xiaoran thought about it seriously, and said crisply: "Brother, I think those enemies should be careful."

Feng Xiaofeng: "..."

Su Yi couldn't help laughing.

He waved his hand, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the layman.

Ever since he got Mo Yupei, Su Yi didn't bother to carry the bamboo stick in his hand.

And when you can take a carriage, you will naturally be too lazy to walk...

Soon, Huang Ganjun drove the carriage and drove Su Yi away from Calabash Alley.

Although it is dusk, lanterns are already hung in the streets and alleys of the city, and the noisy and lively sound waves are fermenting in the streets and alleys, just like a picture scroll of red dust and all kinds of human beings.

Fengyuanzhai.

When he saw Su Yi and Huang Qianjun coming, a fat middle-aged man in brocade clothes who had been guarding there for a long time was full of excitement, rushed up to greet him immediately, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Su and Mr. Huang are here, please hurry up! "

This person is one of the eight stewards of Fengyuanzhai. When Su Yi had a banquet here last time, he was waiting outside the main hall.

As soon as she entered the main hall on the first floor of Fengyuanzhai, Mrs. Cuiyun also came after hearing the news. She was wearing a well-tailored black palace dress, which reflected her snow-white and delicate skin very dazzlingly.

When I saw Su Yi, her beautiful and dignified face was full of smiles, full of charm.

"If the seven people on this list come, let them come to Shanhe Palace to meet me."

Su Yi took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

Mrs. Cuiyun laughed softly and sweetly, "Young Master Su, rest assured that tonight's banquet will satisfy both you and your guests."

Su Yi reminded: "I don't know if the dead are satisfied or not."

Mrs. Cuiyun was stunned for a moment, but when she understood the meaning of Su Yi's words, the smile on her face froze immediately.