I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 33: Four Seasons Cicada

Li Qingran was somewhat happy today because his seventh uncle, who had been away for a year, returned home.

However, the mansion held a banquet to welcome him, but his seventh uncle brought her to the Yanci River to fish alone. He made her come to the mansion specially to meet the dignitaries who were the disciples of Yanglong Temple, but she was afraid that she would come in vain.

The spring days in Xuan Tianjing are longer, the swallows leave the river bank and take away all the spring beauty, the swallows dance and the butterflies are busy.

Li Zhoubai, who always likes to wear black clothes, sits cross-legged on the ground without any image, fishing with a bamboo pole in his hand, but he likes to talk loudly, which always scares away the fish that are about to bite the hook.

"This Xuantianjing remains the same as before. The adults who came to my house today have not changed at all. They are still the same as they were when I left."

"Qingran, what does Guipo Zhenren's Musk Moon Sword look like? Why don't you steal it out tomorrow so I can take a closer look?"

"If you ask me, you should come to my Yanglong Temple. Mingyuetai is only number 54 on the Xuanmen Monument, and it can't be called a high-ranking sect. Come to my Yanglong Temple and raise a few real dragons with me. Then you and I can ride dragons to the sky and live a carefree life."

Li Zhoubai has a pair of eyes with distinct black and white, his eyes are bright and lively, and when he is silent, his brows reveal a scholarly air, but he has a mouth that talks nonsense.

Li Qingran looked at his uncle helplessly and said, "The Yanglong Temple is the eighth most mysterious sect in the world. Only very few people can enter this sect. How can one enter it just by saying so?"

Li Zhoubai shook his head: "In fact, it's just a few broken thatched houses. Especially my master, he still likes to go to the town at the foot of the mountain to peek at the girls passing by. It's not that important."

Li Qingran was even more speechless. She remembered that the Li Mansion was full of guests, and everyone was waiting for her uncle, so Li Qingran could not help but persuade him, "Uncle, Grandpa is waiting in the mansion now. There are also many important people in the mansion. If you leave now, I am afraid that Grandpa will be embarrassed."

"I'm waiting for someone." Li Zhoubai waved the bamboo fishing rod in his hand: "I have a great benefactor who is living abroad. When he left Xuan Tianjin, I was still young, but I still planned that one day he would return to Xuan Tianjin, and I would wait for him here by the Yanci River."

"Benefactor?" Li Qingran was a little puzzled.

Li Zhoubai is the son of the Li family. Although he is just a concubine, he has probably never suffered any grievances or setbacks. How can he be a benefactor?"

Li Zhoubai did not explain, but just kept hanging his fish.

A cup of tea passed quietly, and Li Zhoubai suddenly looked up at the downstream of Yanci River.

But he saw someone walking slowly towards him with a bag on his back in an area where the grass and trees were sparse. Li Zhoubai smiled and stood up.

"Go tell the master that I will not be back from the party today. If he asks where I am going, just say you don't know."

Li Qingran left in confusion, but he also saw the face of the person who came clearly.

The man was wearing a white robe and a plain scarf, with long wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. He had an upright figure, but his brows looked cold and aloof, except for his temples which were stained with a hint of frost.

"Who is this person?"

Li Qingran thought secretly in his heart.

Li Zhoubai walked towards the man, and when the man saw him, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Long time no see." He smiled at Li Zhoubai.

"Brother-in-law." Li Zhoubai opened his arms in a playful manner and was about to hug the person who came.

The man turned sideways to avoid Li Zhoubai's attack, and said helplessly like Li Qingran, "I heard that you got a real dragon in Yulong River. That day, a dragon rose from the abyss in front of Yulong River, its scales and claws flying, shocking the world.

Since you have raised a real dragon and your cultivation is already unfathomable, why are you still so nonsensical and frivolous... just like you were eighteen years ago."

Li Zhoubai grinned and said, "Eighteen years ago, I was just a concubine with a child, and was about to go to the distant Nanhai Province. If it weren't for the Emperor Drinking Pill given by my brother-in-law, I'm afraid I would have had a much harder time."

"By the way, how is my nephew Zhi'an doing now?"

The person who came was Chen Shuijun who came to Xuan Tianjing.

Chen Shuijun's expression suddenly darkened, and then he seemed to have forgotten something. He just smiled and said, "He's doing well, but I didn't allow him to practice, so he complained."

Li Zhoubai's eyes were clear, and he leaned in and whispered, "Brother-in-law, if you calculate carefully, sixteen or seventeen years should be enough for the Imperial Drinking Pill to change one's roots and build one's bones. It's actually time for Zhian to practice now."

Chen Shuijun said: "Originally, it was still a little short, but Zhian seemed to have another opportunity. His bones suddenly improved by leaps and bounds in recent days. He completely refined the effect of the Royal Drinking Pill and has now started practicing."

Li Zhoubai looked a little happy, and then he looked around and whispered, "Brother-in-law, it's not appropriate to go to my house to see my sister today. There are many adults in the mansion. You know my...father's character. He is quite stubborn. After many years, he has seen things clearly, but he is unwilling to admit his mistakes because he has been in a high position for a long time. Most people in high positions are like this."

Chen Shuijun took out a few oil-paper packages from the package and handed them to Li Zhoubai: "When Yinxi and I were in Yankong Academy, her favorite food was the Guiya County's osmanthus cake and spring tea cake. I know her personality, I'm afraid she hasn't eaten anything from the Li Mansion for many years, you can give it to her.

I came to Xuan Tianjing this time, firstly to send some food to Yin Xi, and secondly to get my sword." Li Zhoubai's eyes lit up: "Brother-in-law, are you willing to practice sword again?"

Chen Shuijun said calmly: "My sword needs this Xuan Tianjing. Now this sword has been in Xuan Tianjing for eighteen years. In a few days, it will have absorbed enough of the evil spirits in Xuan Tianjing and will be able to leave the capital."

Li Zhoubai nodded hurriedly: "In that case, when the time comes, I will go get my brother-in-law's sword."

"I will go and get it myself in a few days." Chen Shuijun said, and Li Zhoubai suddenly panicked, because the sword was still stuck in the Cangmu Courtyard of the Li Mansion.

"Brother-in-law, you are only at the innate level now. Your swordsmanship requires you to catch the four-season cicadas, the Donghuang cicada, the Huaixu cicada, the Baizang cicada, and the Yuanying cicada. How many have you caught now? If you can't master the four-season swordsmanship, you will never be able to break through the Yuque realm and become a god. If you go to my Li Mansion... I'm afraid..."

"Don't worry, I've been in Jiangnan for seventeen years and have already found Donghuang and Bai Zang. That's enough time for me to visit the Minister of Revenue's mansion."

-

The Li Mansion was bustling with people, and many nobles came.

Li Fushu looked at the two letters in his hands and frowned slightly.

One of the letters came from Zhou Xiujing of Sunan Prefecture.

"Chen Zhian, the Iron-armed General..." Li Fushu snorted coldly, "And the promise of a fight to the death..."

"In the Qi Cultivation Realm, a life-and-death battle with the True Essence is indeed a tradition of not overestimating one's own abilities."

He put down the first letter and looked at the second one.

This letter was written by Si Hougui, who is now in Sunan Prefecture.

Li Fushu read the letter carefully and suddenly an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

"Tiger Cub Monument?"

“Among the wealthy families, noble families, and the mysterious sects, there are very few people who can have their names engraved on the Young Tiger Monument… Has Chen Zhian become a dreamer?”

"In that case, it's better to die in a fight to the death."

-

In a small courtyard on Qihuang Street.

Shen Haohao frowned and looked at Chen Zhian who didn't care at all: "After my grandfather and I went to the government office, we went to Daoshi Mountain to meet an old friend of my grandfather. It's only been a few days since we last met. Chen Zhian, what's wrong with you? You actually want to fight Zhou Xiujing to the death today?"

In Chen Zhian's ear, Shen Haohao was still chattering: "Do you know that in the black market, the fight between you and Zhou Xiujing, the son of the Zhou family, has been brought to the gambling house. The odds between you and Zhou Xiujing are already nine to one. Everyone in the city knows that there is a brat on Qihuang Street who is fighting to the death with the son of the Zhou family, a herbal medicine family!"

Chen Zhian came back to his senses immediately: "Has Miss Haohao placed any bets?"

Shen Haohao frowned and shook his head.

Chen Zhian took out a silver note worth seventy taels of gold from his bosom and handed it to Shen Haohao: "Miss, please bet it all on me. It's important to make some money."

Shen Haohao took a close look at Chen Zhian and suddenly asked, "Chen Zhian, were you making fun of me before? You have already practiced and entered the realm of nourishing qi, right?"

Chen Zhian thought about it and shook his head: "The reason why I can embark on the path of cultivation is thanks to Miss Haohao, so I don’t intend to lie to you.

The Daxueshan Ginseng Qi Post and the Tiger Fist were my first glimpse into cultivation. This is a favor from Miss Haohao, and Chen Zhian will always remember it."

Shen Haohao was silent.

"So you have reached the peak of Yang Qi in just one month, and were even able to kill three Yellow Gate guards with your Tiger Fist?"

Chen Zhian nodded.

Shen Haohao took the banknote from Chen Zhian's hand and said, "Although I don't know where you got the courage to fight to the death with your true essence..."

"But you are indeed a rare genius, and there are few people like you in my Guiyun Room, so I believe you can win."

　Is there anyone? It seems that this slow-paced style is not popular now. Now the popular style is to open the system and kill people. How about I change my style?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)