First there was Yuan Zuozong sweeping the array, and then there was Wang Xiaoping pressing the array, and the group of people in Zhulushan were all cultivated into fine goods, most of them had no intention of fighting to win, and the beautiful woman saw that the opportunity was not good, so she decisively withdrew the pair of colorful butterflies, and the double butterflies were entangled and swirled between her, returning to one, and retracting into their sleeves.
It is recognized in the world that the Wudang Shentu Sword and Gu Jiantang's Nanhua Sword are tied for the first place in the world, Gu Jiantang is in the center of the temple, and it is just an unreachable statue for the rivers and lakes, but Wang Xiaoping is different, especially the devil like a woman who studies the left side of the door, it is simply a hit nemesis, playing witchcraft in front of Wang Xiaoping, which is equivalent to a long life.
Wang Xiaoping's rune sword can be called a sword that breaks ten thousand laws.
It's just that Lu Linggui is a few of the demon giants who are also ranked in Zhulu Mountain, even if they see Wudang Sword Idiot coming in person, they don't lose all their color, Lu Linggui is even more calm as a facial paralysis, and said softly: "Zhulu Mountain is waiting for Gongzi to drive at the foot of Longwei Slope this time, just to welcome Gongzi into the mountain and seal the marquis, and there is no idea of provocation, the reason why I have gathered more people is also worried that Gongzi will not be sincere enough to dislike Zhulu Mountain."
Lu Linggui, who was not good at words, was carefully considering the words, so he interrupted Hu Chunya, who did not have a long memory, with a crisp laugh, but this time Zhou Qinhu and the others did not blame the little girl too much, but the scene in his eyes was too unexpected, and the nearly twenty horsemen behind Lu Linggui also reacted and whispered.
Xu Fengnian couldn't cry or laugh, the Wudang Taoist priest with the peach wood sword came in a hurry but also hurriedly, and put everyone aside at once, probably dislike Xu Fengnian's fox fake tiger might, Xu Fengnian, who had his hands in his sleeves, raised his cuffs at will and wiped his cheeks, this vulgar action caused the woman's delicate body to sway, and the handsome young man with a soft face in her arms hated Xu Fengnian who took up all the scenery.
Xu Fengnian was in a very good mood today, and he didn't mind that these people in the Demon Sect were blocking the way, and said: "If Zhulu Mountain is really sincere, let your sect leader come to see me in person, otherwise there will be no discussion."
You can get it when you enter the mountain and seal the marquis."
Those preconceived demons are used to sitting on a mountain and watching the world, and at this time, they also think of the young boy in front of them, who will one day be hereditary to replace the king of Beiliang.
The king of Liyang Domain, the powerful Xuanhe, who can beat the king of Beiliang and Zhulu Mountain, this trip is indeed a small family.
Lu Linggui is really a mud bodhisattva with a good temper, and he has no objection to this, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Lu was fortunate to see the sect leader in the mountains, and the sect leader once said that you still have some relationship with Gongzi, since this is the case, Lu Mou did not dare to act without permission, so he went back to the mountain to meet the sect leader and conveyed Gongzi's request." ” Xu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Listen to your tone, your sect leader is very promising."
Lu Linggui said calmly: "Lu doesn't dare to say a thing or two, but he can tell his son a fact."
The sect leader from the mountain to the summit, half a day's effort, the original two kings and four princes to slaughter, at this time Zhulu Mountain has recruited four masters into the mountain, referring to the Xuan King Kong half, in addition to Lu to greet the son, there are two groups of people at the same time to welcome people into the mountain.
The sect leader even went to Cao Changqing of Xichu in person and asked this Confucian saint to serve as the great guest secretary of Zhulu Mountain. ” Xu Fengnian was as dumbfounded as listening to the book of heaven, and teased: "Then why don't your sect leaders simply let Wang Xianzhi be the deputy sect leader, and then choose Deng Tai'a as the guest secretary, and then you can swallow the Wu family's sword mound in one bite, and then dominate the martial arts, who dares to disobey, that is called majestic." ” Lu Linggui glanced at him and said, "Lu will relay the child's advice to the sect leader." ” Xu Fengnian learned from a certain little girl and smiled, which can be regarded as an eviction order.
The land spirit turtle is still neat, and he no longer talks nonsense, turns the horse's head, and leads people away.
The beautiful woman dressed in cool clothes did not forget to smile back.
Xu Fengnian was in a daze on the spot, not very concerned about the demons whose strength should not be underestimated, but the sect leader who showed a scale and half a claw like a dragon in the clouds of smoke was a little taboo, don't look at Xu Fengnian's words that he didn't believe in Lu Linggui's words, but he didn't take it lightly in his heart.
Zhulu Mountain has stood in the rivers and lakes for 800 years, and the catastrophe before Jiazi is not the most tragic in the history of the Demon Sect.
In various dynasties, most of the founders are eloquent and strategic, and most of the successors do not lose too much, but after that, the rivers are declining, and occasionally there is a main force of Zhongxing to turn the tide, but it is just to extend the national Zuo, but the leader of Zhulu Mountain, until the previous Liu Songtao, a total of nine people, are only Wang Xianzhi's first-line overlords, the seat of the sect leader, would rather hang empty for decades, and will never let the mediocre people sit on it, as long as whoever becomes the leader, no matter how unknown he is outside the Zhulu Mountain, he must be a great figure who is not in the world, like that Liu Songtao, After going mad, he drove out of Lushan and killed more than 10,000 people, so that the rivers and lakes and the court were restless, and they all tried their best to intercept them, but it was still completely useless, the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms, the emperor alone killed two for Liu Songtao, one on the dragon chair to Liu Songtao's corpse, one lost his head inexplicably on the dragon bed, and the ministers and generals on the Central Plains were countless, and it was rumored that in the end, Zhao Gusu, the heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, went to Longchi in person, damaged the six purple gold lotuses of luck, and branded the nine-character proverb with the power of heaven and man, Thousands of miles away, he used the mighty Nine Heavenly Thunder to nail Liu Songtao.
The astonishing and brilliant people of the same generation as Liu Songtao, whether they are sword immortals or people in the three sects, without exception, have never achieved immortality, and it is probably because of the anger of heaven that they stand by and watch, and the gate of heaven has been closed for twenty years.
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself, a few years earlier, he liked to listen to stories like Liu Songtao the most, but when he really rolled back and forth in the mud a few times, he didn't envy it.
Flying around all day long, who can't be killed with hundreds of knives, the people in the rivers and lakes are all immortals.
Xu Fengnian tilted his head slightly, shook off his chaotic thoughts, didn't think about what the sect leader of Zhulu Mountain, pulled out his cuffs with one hand, and made a gesture to move forward.
The lion opened his mouth and asked Gu Dazu, who was the commander of the Beiliang Infantry Army, to follow gently, and the two were side by side, and the old man, who was no longer gloomy, laughed softly: "Your Highness, you had a hot official position with you cheekily before, don't take it seriously, now what the Beiliang Iron Cavalry lacks, what you want, Gu Dazu also knows something, so I won't trouble you." ” Xu Fengnian didn't slap his swollen face and became fat, and nodded: "I asked Huaihua General Zhong Hongwu to unload his armor and return to the field before, and my hands and feet were not honorable.
Immediately go to move Yan Wenluan, even if Xu Xiao takes action in person, it will not be easy, let alone me.
But General Gu, please rest assured, the deputy commander of the infantry army who said that it was okay will definitely be yours. ” Gu Dazu smiled and asked: "I, Gu Dazu, am still a little famous in water warfare, and as the deputy commander of this infantry army, His Royal Highness is not afraid of squeezing out Yan Wenluan, who has made outstanding achievements, disgraced, and even embarrassing you, the recommender."
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "On the surface, it seems that the time and place are favorable, and everyone is on Yan Wenluan's side, but when I traveled to the rivers and lakes for the first time, there was a saying on the wall of the inn that said well, you can't sit tall for too long, don't be proud to cover the descendants for a while."
Yan Wenluan has cultivated his lineage for twenty years, resulting in a pool of stagnant water, this person looks like the sky, in the Beiliang Bu Army, in fact, it is not really an iron bucket, officialdom, the head snake has the advantage of the head snake, and the river dragon also has the advantage of the river dragon, besides, if Yan Wenluan is too ugly to eat, he really wants to fall and be angry with a gentleman like me to the end, I will borrow a donkey to go downhill and let him accompany Zhong Hongwu to tease Sun together.
Gu Dazu glanced back at the carriage that Huang Sheng was riding, and said with emotion: "If Huang Shang was a foolish and loyal Confucian, he would not have gone to Beiliang." ” Xu Fengnian smiled: "The descendants of General Beiliang, that is, the so-called general seed grandson, except for some second- and third-rate families, few let the children of the clan go to the border to fight on the horse, and the cavalry commander Zhong Hongwu did not let Zhong Chengxin join the army, firstly, he did not want to cut off the incense, and secondly, his eyes were vicious.
Next, Jin Lanting gained power, and the great Confucian Yao Baifeng entered Beijing as an official, all of which were big spenders of money, causing not many scholars in the north to flock to Beijing.
In fact, for me, it doesn't matter how much real talent Huang Sheng has when he is about to go to Beijing to enter Taiwan, the key is that he, a rumor-clearing official, is willing to go to Beiliang as an official, which is enough.
The imperial court has been disgusted with Beiliang for twenty years, and it is time for feng shui to take turns in the future. ” Gu Dazu laughed heroically when he heard this, and he was very hearty.
Some of the tentative measures that were finalized in my heart also disappeared at this moment.
The bald boy is so young, he is already so atmospheric, why should he be an old man with a careful eye Maybe it is Ji Tailai, after the interception of the Longwei Po armor and the blocking of the road by the Demon Sect under the slope, the group walked very calmly, and approached the quarry mountain steadily, before entering the mountain, there was a wine stall on the side of the road, and the old man who sold wine saw Hu Chunya, just like seeing his own daughter, he didn't want to pay for wine or death, and took out good wine to greet everyone in the horse team, Hu Chunya didn't take the shelf, and personally poured wine to Lord Huang Xu Zhan Zhou and a few people, as for Xu Fengnian's group of characters who made her frightened and frightened, she ignored it.
Xu Fengnian has always had no good impression of this unruly woman, and at this time he thought that no matter how annoying she was, when she was still a little soft-hearted, Hu Chunya would never know that she was the most likable in her life, not when she got married with heavy makeup, not when she walked away in high spirits, it might be this kind of innocuous smile.
Xu Fengnian sat and drank, Gu Dazu drank a bowl of wine, drank with interest, looked up at the mountain, his eyes were full of green after the snow melted, and said loudly: "Heaven and earth don't care, wine management." ” Huang Shang drank it all in one gulp, and after wiping his mouth, he also said with a smile: "Rise or die, drink." ” Xu Fengnian didn't join in the fun, just smiled and took a slow sip with Yuan Zuozong.
Quarry Mountain is reasonably far away from the downtown of the town, the road into the mountain is forty miles, all are narrow and difficult to walk, otherwise it has long been suppressed by the government to raise its head, but after twenty miles, it gives people a feeling of sudden enlightenment, a large bluestone slab paves the road, can be used for three carriages side by side, it can be seen that the financial resources of the quarry mountain are huge, and the road is surrounded by green mountains and green waters.
Hu Chunya was talking in a low voice in front of a middle-aged man with a high status on the mountain, she turned her head from time to time and pointed at Xu Fengnian, the man's face was deep, his eyes were fierce, and he obviously didn't have a good impression of this uninvited guest.
Xu Zhan and Zhou Qinhu naturally don't want to cause trouble, but in Quarry Mountain, Hu Chunya is the well-deserved golden branch and jade leaf, Xu Zhan can remind a few words, but he doesn't want to say, Zhou Qinhu wants to say, but he knows that it is not good to speak, and the atmosphere on the road is a little weird for a while, as the people and horses who greet Hu Chunya are getting stronger and stronger, dozens of horses gallop to the momentum, and the momentum is not inferior to the soldiers on the Longwei Slope.
Especially when a swordsman in a green shirt with a clear demeanor rode down the mountain alone and appeared in the field of vision, it made Hu Chunya's eyes moist, as if he had been greatly wronged, and the swordsman with a good temperament responded to the saying that the man had forty-one flowers, the older he was, the more fragrant he was, and he carried a long sword with an ancient meaning on his waist, two wisps of sword spikes shook and fell, in addition to the sword, there was also a striking wine jug.
The man in the green shirt bent down on the horse, his eyes were pitying, he touched his daughter's head, and then he hugged his fists to everyone and saluted, and Xu Zhan and Zhou Qinhu, the two juniors, also hurriedly returned the salute respectfully.
Quarrying Mountain is rich and rich, there are many people, they are so single-handedly wandering the rivers and lakes, they can't afford to provoke, go out and rely on friends, especially nobodies walking the rivers and lakes, and hope that the young scholars who want to be a blockbuster break into the literary world is a truth, all pay attention to a person who collects firewood and the flame is high, and it is fortunate to be able to form a good fate.
The reputation depends on oneself, and it depends on the predecessors, and the old rivers and lakes understand it.
Zhao Hongdan, who entered the quarry mountain, knew his daughter's habits, and seemed to be completely unbelievable to some words that splashed dirty water, but attached great importance to "Xu Qi", and took the initiative to slow down when he went up the mountain, and said softly: "Chunya is not sensible, she traveled this time, thanks to Xu Gongzi's care, this visit to the quarry mountain, there is a place where the hospitality is not considerate, and I hope that Xu Gongzi must be outspoken, since we meet, they are all their own brothers, then take the quarry mountain as home." ” Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Xu Qi has been famous for Quarry Mountain for a long time, Zhao Daxia's ninety-six drunken swords rushed to the bullfight, and he knew everything about the rivers and lakes. ” Zhao Hongdan laughed freely, repeating the false praise several times.
On the sunny side of the mountain, there are a series of quiet single-courtyard buildings, bamboo forests are clustered, and the scenery is elegant, which is for the guests visiting the quarry mountain to live.
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The small building is built with small water bamboo, warm in winter and cool in summer, and the devices in the building are mostly made of bamboo, bamboo flute, bamboo Xiao, bamboo bed, bamboo table, some bamboo root carvings are from everyone's hands, antique.
Zhao Hongdan personally settled the group in every detail, and then took his daughter Hu Chunya up the mountain to meet the real owner of Quarry Mountain.
After Xu Fengnian went out of the building, walked along the stone path into the bamboo forest, there are wooden fences on both sides of the path, there is a big red lantern hanging on the bamboo along the road, presumably after the sky is dusk, the lights stretch two lines, it is also a rare beauty, Xu Fengnian walked and walked before coming to an ancient temple, the spring water dingdong, the ancient temple is the quarrying mountain Hu family offerings, presumably it will not be open to pilgrims outside the mountain, the hanging plaque is written with the Xiaguang Zen Temple, and a couplet at the gate is also extremely interesting, "If you don't turn back, who will save you from suffering."
If you can change your mind, why should I be merciful?"
Back.
Xu Fengnian smiled slightly, and had some thoughts of turning around and leaving to return to his residence, the vermilion robe yin appeared beside him, after this period of recuperation, its two faces have recovered most of their brilliance, but the six arms have changed to five arms, and it looks more and more strange and treacherous.
Since Xu Fengnian didn't want to step forward and enter the temple, and didn't want to turn back in a hurry, he walked to the side of the stream outside the temple, squatted on a big stone, listened to the murmuring of the stream, and the person and the yin thing were in a peaceful mood, and he forgot himself.
Yin Wu lowered his head, saw that his boots were stained with some mud, stretched out his fingers and gently peeled them off, Xu Fengnian smiled: "Don't pick it up, it will be dirty when you go back." ” But the yin thing is still tirelessly doing this silent trivial little thing.
Behind them came a shrill scream of a child.
Hey, hey, hey.
A group of brightly dressed children carried bamboo baskets on their arms and carried small hoes for digging winter bamboo shoots, each with their own harvest in the bamboo forest, and suddenly saw a woman in red who could twist her face behind her back, of course, she would be a wild ghost hidden in the bamboo forest.
"Don't be afraid, this is the Zen Temple, let's smash that ghost to death together" "Yes, Dad said that evil is invincible, and the ghost is most afraid of the sound of chanting and reading in the temple, and he reciting a thousand-character text while smashing it."
When an older boy speaks up, he throws the hoe in his hand.
The other children echoed the same lead.
The children of Quarry Mountain can be supplemented with medicine to exercise their bodies very early, and their strength is far from being comparable to that of ordinary children, and seven or eight hoes are thrown towards the stream at once.
A few of the weeping girls also got their courage, their arms were relatively weak, their hoes could not be thrown by the stream, and they began to recite the thousand-character texts that almost all the children in private schools would have to memorize by rote.
After throwing the hoe, they failed to hit, and the boys began to bend down to pick up the lighter stones, but unfortunately for some reason, whether the hoe or the stones, they all tampered with the established trajectory, lost their accurate heads, and fell around the white-headed ghosts and red-clothed ghosts.
Xu Fengnian's arm was clutched by it all the time, so he didn't turn his head.
"Let's go, call my father and mother to fight ghosts."
A boy calls the shots.
A little girl glanced at the vermilion robe with disgust, and said with a look of disdain: "The ugly eight monsters are really ghosts."
This sentence is ugly.
Maybe it was better than all the drastic methods of the Han Mink Temple outside Shenwu City.
Xu Fengnian was about to speak, but turned his head to see that except for one arm clenching his own arm, the other four arms held the two faces of joy and sorrow, his fingers were like hooks, oozing blood, and he almost wanted to tear off the skin of his face.
He lifted his hand slightly, pulled her fingers down little by little, looked at the stream, and went around her shoulder, letting her head rest on his own.
Her eye sockets were bleeding.
Four lines of bloody tears, blurring two cheeks.
Xu Fengnian muttered: "Xu Ying, how can you be so good-looking, so that I was outside Shenwu City, and I thought at the moment before I lent the Spring and Autumn Sword, it's not bad to die with you." ” Her joy is crying, and compassion is laughing.
To be continued: