After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 41

Seeing his appearance, Huaqiu wanted to persuade him again, but a disciple suddenly heard from the entrance, "The head of the Shu family in Yuanzhou is here!"

The noise in the venue suddenly stopped, and countless pairs of eyes looked at the passers-by who came in at the entrance. They were dressed brightly, either in gold or blue, and they didn't stick to the same color. They only embroidered phoenixes on their sleeves or skirts. .

Residents of Yuanzhou worship the phoenix. Among the local cultivating families and sects, not only the Shu family has the Phoenix writer's pattern, but the Shu family has been passed down for many years, and the background and strength are beyond the comparison of ordinary fairy schools. The first one to be remembered is often the Shu family.

His dark eyes flicked back and forth between Shu Wen, who was leading the team, and Liu Xubai, who was on the high platform, and some eyes fell quietly on the girl behind Yan Chang'an.

Who doesn't know that Shu Wen's younger sister died in the Cangyuan Sword Sect, and since then the Shu family and Cangyuan have turned against each other, although for outsiders like them, Fairy Hua is a great achievement and will be remembered forever by the world, Liu It is precisely because of this sword that Xu Bai can successfully kill the Demon Lord with the help of God.

But for relatives whose blood is thicker than water, those who have benefited from being caught in the middle are not qualified to say anything about the grievances between the two parties.

Many old people from 600 years ago saw Shu Nong's face hiding behind Yan Chang'an, they were so startled that they took half a step back on the spot, mouth shut for a long time, their eyes fixed on her in bewilderment.

No wonder Liu Xubai's attention has been here.

Now that the Shu family entered the venue, there were several old friends who were eager to verify her identity with burning eyes, as if they were going to burn a hole in Shu Nong's back, secretly hoping that the Shu family would cast their gazes over.

It's a pity that the Shu family didn't do what they wanted, Shu Wen led the people straight down to the high platform without looking sideways.

Over there, Huaqiu had brought a few elders down the high platform, and the two groups of people saluted each other politely. Huaqiu stroked his beard habitually, and said with a kind smile: "I haven't congratulated Mr. Shu for inheriting the position of Patriarch. The day's succession ceremony, Cangyuan has not yet arrived, and I still hope that Master Shu Haihan."

"No problem." Shu Wen looked polite, but his words were merciless, "My mother misses her daughter and is sick, and my father is worried about her health, so I have no choice but to unload the burden of the head of the family and accompany my mother to travel far away to heal her injuries. I have no talent. 600 years ago If you don't protect your younger sister, now, only in these places can you fulfill your filial piety. As for the succession ceremony, Sect Master Hua doesn't have to worry, I'm happy if your sect doesn't come."

After his words fell, the already quiet venue became even more silent. Everyone's eyes gathered here. They never expected that Shu Wen would prevent the suzerain of the Cangyuan Sword Sect from stepping down on the spot.

Huaqiu only felt that the atmosphere was about to suffocate him, and the hand stroking his beard paused slightly. Just as he was about to sigh and answer, Shu Wen smiled softly again, and said softly: "Of course, please don't misunderstand, Sect Master Hua. Your disciples have no objections."

He paused for a moment and added with a smile: "Almost."

Huaqiu held back, but still couldn't hold back a soft sigh.

There are few comments.

The fact that Shu Wen's words are different, and who is responsible for the difference, everyone present knows it well.

So the eyes of Qi Shushua turned to Liu Xubai, who was standing beside Huaqiu without saying a word. Some people sighed like Huaqiu, some understood what the Shu family did, and some supported Liu Xubai, thinking that Shu There is no righteousness in the family, Shu Nong sacrificed for the common people in the world, it is an honor, even for Yu Shu's family, it is an honor.

Huaqiu turned sideways slightly, and made a "please" gesture: "Master Shu, please take your seat."

Shu Wen bowed to him and thanked him, but he didn't follow the direction of his gesture to go up to the high platform, but turned to look at the entrance, as if he was waiting for someone.

Huaqiu's gaze also followed his gaze to the entrance.

After a while, the voice of the disciple who was in charge of notifying at the door sounded again: "The young master of the Song family in Yuanzhou has arrived."

These words were like a stone, thrown on the calm lake, immediately aroused waves of ripples, and in the venue, the sound of discussion was deliberately suppressed.

"The Song family in Yuanzhou? Which Song family?"

"Tsk... Which Song family is there in Yuanzhou, Song Lin's Song family!"

"Huh? He doesn't want to participate—"

As the words were being spoken, figures of passers-by appeared at the entrance.

The main color of the uniforms of the disciples of the Song family was red, and just standing there attracted most of the attention of the crowd. Only the leader and leader, with a face like a crown of jade, but only wearing a plain uniform, stood at the top of the list. The disciples behind him are in stark contrast and are out of place.

He led the people towards Shu Wen and Huaqiu with all the courtesy.

Huaqiu then invited the two of them to go up to the high platform together, Song Lin had no objection, only when they passed by Liu Xubai, their eyes met, no one could guess what the other was thinking.

When these people climbed onto the high platform, the crowd became lively again. Shu Nong was behind Yan Changan, most of her body was covered by Yan Changan, and there were many voices around her. She raised her head slightly and cast her gaze on the high platform. I can look into the eyes of several scrutinizing people.

While looking at him, Shu Nong was caught off guard and met Song Lin's gaze.

He lived on the high platform, staring down at her, seemingly calm, but the muscles of his face twitched slightly uncontrollably, as if restraining something, Shu Nong only paused for a moment, then looked away calmly.

Song Lin couldn't be calm for a long time.

He knew it was Shu Nong.

The Cangyuan Sword Sect had a feud with the Shu family, but the Song family did not. Half a month ago, a letter from the Shu family lay on his desk, and every word and every sentence in it focused on a man named Su from Mount Wutong. No hesitation girl.

Shu Wenxin did not tell him about the relationship between Su Buxi and Shu Nong, but he was adopted by Shu's family at the age of five, and has been with Shu Nong for 13 years since then. Say everything to him.

It turned out to be 600 years.

Song Lin withdrew his gaze and landed on the boundless sky. He felt that time flew by like a shuttle. He had been stagnant for 600 years, and finally began to flow again.

When the immortal gates arrived, Liu Xubai, the No. 1 immortal gate, said a few words first, followed by Huaqiu announcing the start of the big exam.

"First day, shoot!"

Several disciples with outstanding archery skills flocked to the other side's field specially set up for "shooting".

Shu Nong went against the crowd and turned to leave, but Yan Changan followed without saying a word.

She was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to compete?"

Yan Changan shook his head slightly: "I'm not good at it."

"Is there anything you're not good at." Shu Nong chuckled, and went to the Hall of Inquiring Life together with him, "If that's the case, how did your research on pastries go in the past two days?"

Yan Changan was speechless.

The training time he arranged for himself in the past two days has doubled, and the time he can set aside to study pastry is only a little bit of hard work, and naturally there are no good results.

He planned to sprinkle the chili into the noodles directly, although he didn't know if it would work, but more importantly, he made up the noodles, but when he got stuck at the step of cooking, Shu Nong insisted that he do it himself. He couldn't borrow other people's hands, so he could only try again and again.

(End of this chapter)