On October 24, frost fell.

This day is the beginning of the day of the rest of the mountain and river academy this month, and it is also the day when Feng Jiu went to the south of the sixth prince Feng Chaonan.

The venue for the banquet was in the Lingyun Pavilion of Yunsheng Peak outside the Divine Capital, the second tallest building in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and even higher than it, there was only Qin Tianjian who was full-time stargazing and fortune measurement.

The whole building is located on the top of the Yunsheng Peak, which is extremely high and the clouds can be seen halfway up the mountain. Towering into the clouds, not in the world, this is the origin of the name of Lingyun Pavilion.

"I am not afraid of clouds to cover my eyes, only because I am at the top. Qing Yu stood alone on the top floor of Lingyun Pavilion, looking out from the railing.

"Senior brother is so literate!" the cheers came, and Han Wenxin paced from behind.

"Senior brother praises. Qing Yu didn't look back, he knew that at this time in Lingyun Pavilion, the only one who could call his junior brother was Han Wenxin.

The Lingyun Pavilion on the top floor has been taken over by the Sixth Emperor Feng Chaonan, and now there are only five people in total who are still on this floor.

Feng Jiu and Feng Chaonan's banquet, no matter what the inside situation is, is just a family story on the surface to deepen the brotherly relationship.

"Don't talk about state affairs and world affairs, only talk about the brotherhood between you and me. This is what Feng Chaonan said when he saw Feng Jiu, as if it was not him who confronted Feng Jiu in front of the academy more than twenty days ago.

When Qingyi heard this sentence at that time, Rao was already as thick-skinned as the city wall, and he still had to bow down. At this point, Qing Yu was sure that Feng Chaonan's chances of ascending to the throne were very high. Cheeky people are always better at seizing fleeting opportunities than others.

What's more, being able to wrap up the top layer of Lingyun Pavilion is powerful, and it can be seen that it is average.

To get back to the point, because they are talking about family affairs, only the two brothers Feng Jiu and Feng Chaonan are drinking and talking in the cabinet. Feng Chaonan is quite good at being a person, knowing that Feng Jiu usually goes alone, so he didn't bring an attendant and a group of doglegs to show off, only brought Han Wenxin and the eunuch named Xiao Lizi.

There was only one small wine table in the house, Feng Chaonan asked Xiao Lizi to step back and pour the wine himself, and the two brothers drank wine on side dishes, chatting, as if it was really just two good brothers who had not seen each other for a long time to get together.

"With the talent of a junior and a disciple, it shouldn't be so decent. Han Wenxin paced to Qing Yu's side, looking at the sea of clouds outside the building.

Han Wenxin's words were a bit clueless, but Qing Yu knew that he was talking about the introductory test. The poem just read is obviously inconsistent with the level that Qing Yu showed and lived in room C3.

"A fool thinks a thousand times, and he will get one. In this poem, the junior brother just got something by chance. ”

Qing Yu's eyes were like swords, and he turned to Han Wenxin's smiling face, "It's you, senior brother, who have already cultivated Haoran righteousness, why do you act like this?"

"How can it be said to be a gesture, this is a ······" Han Wenxin lengthened his voice.

"Senior brother's heart, ······" Suddenly, a palm poked out from the wide sleeve of the robe and attacked Qing Yu.

This blow was very sudden, and even Qing Yu didn't expect that Han Wenxin would make such a sneak attack.

However, if you want to hurt Qing Yu, this is not enough.

Qing Yu's right hand bounced up like a snake waiting for an opportunity, and the latter came first, at a very strange and distorted angle, bypassing the palm in front of him, and clasping the right hand vein of Han Wenxin's palm.

"The hand of the junior brother is not like the way a scholar should have. Han Wenxin's palm seeped out white true qi, lingering on his hand like a mist, and with a slight shock, the true qi impacted, forcing Qing Yu to withdraw.

Qing Yu withdrew his Spirit Snake Fist, and the attack turned to the front, and a cloud of white mist surrounded the entire palm, palm-to-palm.

"Then the senior brother will teach the younger brother what is the way a scholar should have. ”

The two palms touched, and the two white mist collided, but they were abruptly different expressions.

Han Wenxin's true qi, although it is in the form of a mist, is condensed in the palm of his hand, full of the unique Confucianism and righteousness, and only Confucianism will always exist.

On Qing Yu's side, the palm strength was cold, and it was three points into the bone, eroding Han Wenxin's palm.

"Senior brother is good kung fu!" Han Wenxin smiled and praised.

"Where, it's hard to get the slightest bit of a senior brother!" Qing Yu also smiled.

The two of them stood in place, not moving, both smiling, polite on their lips, but with palms and fists in their hands, not giving a cent.

The momentum of the battle between the two became more and more powerful, and the surrounding clouds were attracted, dispersed, and shattered by the strength of each other's attacks.

The scattered clouds and mist were absorbed into Qing Yu's palm, condensed into cold droplets, and shot towards Han Wenxin, who was only an inch away.

It was dispersed by Han Wenxin's condensed palm, turning into a cold mist that lingered around the two.

"Senior brother, take the palm of senior brother again. The pure Haoran righteousness condensed into wisps of silk, wrapped in Han Wenxin's palm, and slowly pushed towards Qing Yu.

Haoran, Zhengda, and the mediocre push of the palm, but Han Wenxin was beaten out of the demeanor of swallowing mountains and rivers.

This palm, very strong, is also very slow. With Qing Yu's speed, he could even flash behind Han Wenxin in the next moment and give him a real palm. But Qing Yu didn't do this, but chose to stand in place and take this palm.

Qing Yu took a long breath, and the cold mist that had been lingering in his palm dissipated, and his palm became crystal clear, and even the cyan blood vessels under the skin turned white, and it was also pushed out with one palm.

I don't know how many times the two palms touched, silently. The extremely cold Xuan Bing wanted to freeze the palm of the contact, but he was defeated head-on by the Haoran righteous qi that was invincible.

The intense cold air reacted, and Qing Yu's palm was frozen into a bruise.

"Senior brother, you are very good. Han Wenxin withdrew his right palm and said with a smile. At this moment, he finally showed the demeanor that a Confucian disciple should have.

"Thank you for your advice. Qing Yu's face was expressionless, and his palms were withdrawn into his sleeves, which were covered by the sleeves of his robe.

"Squeak. ”

The sound of the door opening sounded, and Feng Jiu and the sixth prince Feng Chaonan walked out side by side, Feng Jiu still holding an ebony box in his hand.

It can be seen that the two talked well, Feng Chaonan was smiling, and Feng Jiu was also smiling (in Feng Chaonan's eyes).

"Senior brother, if you have any questions in the future, you can come to me. Han Wenxin said.

After speaking, Han Wenxin left with Feng Chaonan, who came out.

"Are you alright? Feng Jiu hurriedly ran to Qing Yu's side and asked.

Qing Yu and Han Wenxin are fighting more and more, and the two people who are drinking inside are naturally also aware of it. And judging from the expressionless face and smiling face of the two, it is clear who suffers at a glance.

"Nothing. Qing Yu reached out of his right hand hidden in his sleeve, and the blue color on it faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xuan Bing Jin's true qi is originally personified by a small unphased skill, and it can't devour itself. What's more, Qing Yu started with Zhiyang's "Sunflower Treasure Book", how could he be hurt by this bit of cold.

"Did you keep your hand?" Feng Jiu asked.

"He also kept ······"