I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 12 Li Family Bloodline

The spiritual energy of Kunlun Lake in the Jade Capital in the sky is rising.

It was because of this mysterious spiritual energy that when Chen Zhian looked up he clearly saw the armored god sitting cross-legged on the clouds, lowering his head and breathing in the energy emitted by the ginkgo.

The sturdy and tall ginkgo trees exude an amazing beauty even in spring.

The lush green leaves even covered half of the courtyard, making the courtyard full of mystery.

Chen Zhian was so shocked by the armored general who was three meters tall, but the gate of the courtyard suddenly opened.

A middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a crane feather robe and with a handsome and noble appearance, was standing inside the door and looked up at Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian didn't dare to look at the ginkgo tree or the armored general in the sky. He took a few steps forward and was about to salute, but the noble middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Is your father leaving?"

Chen Zhian was slightly stunned, then replied, "My father said he was going to visit an old friend and would be back in a month. He also asked me to deliver a letter."

As he spoke, he took out the letter from his sleeve and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The noble middle-aged man took the letter but did not open it. He just glanced at Chen Zhian. Suddenly his eyes moved, his brows slightly frowned, and even his voice was no longer so calm, but rather a little surprised.

"When did you become angry?"

Before Chen Zhian could answer, the middle-aged man walked out of the courtyard and looked Chen Zhian up and down very seriously.

Chen Zhian didn't know what to say.

The middle-aged man suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Chen Zhian's arm like lightning.

He placed two fingers on Chen Zhian's veins. After three breaths, the middle-aged man's eyes became more joyful. He nodded and said, "I have seen you several times, but I was always too far away from you. I guess I never saw you clearly.

You have a strong physique and good blood, no wonder Chen Shuijun is not in a hurry. "

"My name is Chu Muye. Your father has some favor with me. You can call me Uncle Chu. You came at the right time today. There are several guests coming. You can pour tea in my hall."

Having said this, Chu Muye turned around and went back to the yard without caring whether Chen Zhian agreed or not, and did not forget to wave at Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian quietly raised his eyes to look at the armored general in the sky. The armored general had disappeared without him noticing, and even the aura on the ginkgo tree became dim.

"My father actually has a friend with such powerful cultivation."

He was curious and thought for a few moments before following Chu Muye into the courtyard.

Walking past the stone screen blocking the door, Chen Zhian was just marveling at the phoenix engraved on the screen when he saw that the ground in the courtyard was actually paved with tiles as white as jade.

At first glance, there was no vegetation or flowers at all, and there was only a stone table and a few cushions in the middle of the yard.

Even the stone table and the futon were pure white, without any impurities, and the place was empty under the light of a few lanterns.

The houses in this courtyard are dark blue, standing in the pure white, with a unique beauty.

"The best view is from the river after the rain, with the white clouds splashing with deep blue."

"This courtyard and house look like a river after rain."

Chen Zhian was a little surprised and felt more and more that Chu Muye was extraordinary.

At this time, Chu Muye was already sitting on a futon in front of a stone table in the yard. A charcoal stove was burning on the stone table, and tea was already being boiled, with a fragrant aroma.

Chen Zhian saw a few drops of red mist in the steam rising from the tea.

"People like this usually drink tea that is the same as the precious red ginger grown in Kunlun Lake..."

While he was thinking, Chu Muye waved at him, pointed to the cushion on the right side of him, and said, "Come and sit down."

Chen Zhian did not hesitate and sat on the cushion.

Now that you're already here, there's no need to be shy or stage-frightened.

The sky had become completely dark, with clouds obscuring the moon in the sky. Only a few lanterns in the yard were emitting faint light.

Chu Muye suddenly pointed towards the sky. Chen Zhian looked up in confusion and saw a long sword hanging in the air about eight or nine feet above the sky.

I don't know when this long sword came here and hung high in the sky.

"The owner of this sword is called Wang Xixia, from the Wang family of Langya, and his master is from Jingcang Sword Pavilion. According to the Xuanmen Stele among the Nine Stele of Daoxia, Jingcang Sword Pavilion is ranked 61st in the world, and the ninth in the Xuanmen of Dayu."

Chu Muye also looked up at the sky with Chen Zhian, and introduced him carefully: "Wang Xixia's sword energy is like a rainbow, always hanging in the clouds. Although he has never been on the Riding Whale Monument, he is also one of the top masters in Dayu."

"Jingcang Sword Pavilion, the ninth of Dayu Xuanmen..."

Chen Zhian took note of it silently in his heart, but the sword in the sky moved unusually at this moment.

I saw the long sword tremble slightly, and from the darkness, a hand suddenly reached out and grasped the sword. The long sword moved lightly and turned into a stream of light, flying into the courtyard.

Chen Zhian lowered his head in a daze, and saw that there was a person in the courtyard wearing brocade clothes and a scabbard on his waist. The sword that was originally hanging in the sky was now in his hand.

The man sheathed his sword in silence, saluted, and sat down opposite Chu Muye and Chen Zhian without saying a word.

"Chen Zhian, pour the tea."

Chu Muye's eyes were clear and he smiled, "Having a guest coming from afar may be my fortune, or it may be your fortune." "My fortune?" Chen Zhian was a little puzzled, but he still stood up, put the cups in place, picked up the teapot from the fire, and poured two cups of hot tea.

Chu Muye glanced at the stone table and said, "Pour yourself a cup too."

So Chen Zhian also poured himself a cup of tea.

Wang Xixia finally spoke: "Lord Chu has been in seclusion for a long time, but his cultivation has not stopped. Instead, the sword energy on his body has become sharper... The Pavilion Master said... With your sword spirit, you should be equipped with a good sword. There are forty-two swords in the Cangjian Mountain of my Jingcang Sword Pavilion. You can choose any one of them.

The swords have spirits, and being able to follow Lord Chu is the best destination for these swords."

Chen Zhian listened silently.

Chu Muye gestured to Wang Xixia to drink tea, but he did not raise his cup himself. His voice was a bit distant: "The forty-two swords in Cangjian Mountain... are just swords that have been cast thousands of times and forged tens of thousands of times. I don't like them."

Wang Xixia frowned.

Chu Muye didn't care at all and continued, "I heard that there are two famous swords enshrined on the Jingcang Sword Platform, one is 'Xuanjing' and the other is 'Yuancang'... I wonder which of these two swords you think is more worthy of me?"

Wang Xixia pursed his lips and said nothing.

At this moment, the door knocker on the courtyard gate suddenly knocked gently.

bang bang bang...

Someone else came to this courtyard.

Chen Zhian was about to open the door when Chu Muye knocked lightly on the stone table. Immediately, a man in black walked out of the room and went to open the door.

The visitor was a young man wearing a long robe, a tall crown, and the temperament of a Confucian scholar.

He walked into the yard and saw Chu Muye. He stood still in the yard and saluted Chu Muye from a distance.

Chu Muye invited him to take a seat, and then introduced him to Chen Zhian beside him: "This is Mr. Zhao Qingzhang, a student of the Dongbi School, who holds the rank of Tongzhilang. He is the right-hand man of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Zhao Qingzhang was not as taciturn as Wang Xixia. He sat down with a smile on his face and said, "Lord Chu is about to go to the capital. I have come south on the order of the crown prince to ask if Lord Chu will have a place to stay after he arrives in the capital. The crown prince has specially prepared a house in front of the Dongjing Gate. If Lord Chu doesn't mind, I will prepare servants and wait for you to take your place."

"Besides, when Lord Chu came to the capital, I don't know how many eyes were staring at Sunan Prefecture and Qingshui River. I naturally know that Lord Chu has extraordinary cultivation, but there are also people with high cultivation among those who are plotting evil... The prince has already made arrangements for this matter..."

Chen Zhian poured tea for Zhao Qingzhang, but Zhao Qingzhang did not drink it. He just talked freely, with confident words and calm eyes.

Chu Muye also spoke to Zhao Qingzhang, but did not respond to what Zhao Qingzhang had just said. He just asked Zhao Qingzhang whether he had been safe and sound on the journey, and also asked when Zhao Qingzhang would return to Beijing.

Chen Zhian listened quietly at the side and felt that Chu Muye was a popular commodity. The Xuanmen of Dayu No. 9 sent his favorite disciple to give him a sword, and even the crown prince in the capital sent his officials to ask about his well-being.

Chu Muye was like a fish, swimming freely in the water without being stained by a speck of dust.

Zhao Qingzhang was quite patient and chatted with Chu Muye about these trivial matters. Wang Xixia stroked the scabbard at his waist, wondering what he was thinking about.

Half an hour passed.

Chu Muye said to Chen Zhian again: "Pour another cup of tea, another guest is coming."

Chen Zhian poured the tea, and the man in black in the hall went to open the door again. Another person walked past the screen and came into the courtyard.

The visitor was a young man in gorgeous clothes.

When Chen Zhian saw the person coming, his expression suddenly changed.

He had already met this person a few days ago, and this person was none other than Si Hougui, the third son of the Si family in the capital!
Chen Zhian still remembers clearly the domineering look of Si Hougui in his yard that day.

Si Hougui also saw Chen Zhian.

He was a little surprised, probably surprised that Chen Zhian actually appeared in Chu Muye's courtyard and even sat next to Chu Muye and served him tea.

But at this time Si Hougui had no time to be surprised or guess. He came to visit Chu Muye, so naturally he did not dare to be impolite.

"Lord Chu." Si Hougui said, "When I came to Sunan Mansion, my family's head specifically told Hougui to visit Lord Chu and convey the greetings from my family's elders."

"From now on, Master Chu will work with my family's head and can be regarded as Hou Gui's true elder."

"Your Excellency Shangshu is too polite." Chu Muye's expression remained the same, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. "Are you Si Hougui, whose name is on the Young Tiger Monument? The bloodline of the Si family is indeed extraordinary, and there are many young geniuses."

Si Hougui's expression remained unchanged, and with a hint of humility in his tone, he smiled and said, "Lord Chu is overpraising me. When it comes to bloodline talent, the brothers and sisters of the Li family who are my good friends are the most extraordinary.

Among them is Li Fushu, the son of General Xuan Zi, who is ranked 301st on the Young Tiger Monument. There is Li Qingran, the daughter of the head of the Li family, who is still young. Although she has never been on the Young Tiger List, she has already entered the Mingyue Terrace and learned from Master Guipo, holding the sword Sheyue for Master Guipo!"

Si Hougui said this with a sigh in his tone: "Not to mention Li Zhoubai, the seventh uncle of the Li family, who is learning from the eighth-ranked Yanglong Temple in the world. In the future, he will have the hope of raising dragons and gaining enlightenment... There are only a few geniuses in the entire Dayu who can be compared with him."

"The bloodline of the Li family impressed Hou Gui."

Si Hougui spoke sincerely, with admiration in his eyes.

But when he finished the last sentence, his eyes swept over Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian immediately understood: "This person is implying something about me."

(End of this chapter)