Your Majesty, he is as beautiful as a flower

Before dawn the next day, Rong Hui got up to change his clothes and wash his hands. He carried his sword and went downstairs. Senior brother Yue Shangting was already waiting for him.

The place where the sword is practiced is on the top of a mountain, and weeds are overgrown on the top of the mountain. After they went up, they happened to meet the rising sun, and this place had the best view.

Yue Shangting was a man of few words, and Rong Hui didn't talk too much. Along the way, the two walked one after the other without saying a few words. When they reached the place, Yue Shangting turned around and said, "Draw your sword."

Rong drew his sword back and started practicing swords with Yue Shangting.

Yue Shangting studied under Linxiantai Master Fu Haoran, and he studied under Linxiantai Jingxianzun Baili Yanru. When Baili Yanru brought him back to Linxiantai, Yue Shangting had already been in Linxiantai for five years.

The two grew up together as a friendship, but Yue Shangting had a cold temper and didn't like to be close to others. Apart from exercising swordsmanship on a daily basis, the two rarely stayed together.On the contrary, the fourth junior brother who started later was closer to him.

The two practiced their swords in a muffled voice, and they didn't go down until noon when the sun rose.

After going down the mountain, there was a butterfly flying around him, and even if he didn't want to, he knew it was Yuchen.After what happened last night, Rong Hui really didn't dare to read the contents of the Butterfly in the presence of someone.

Yue Shangting, who was walking in front, was also aware of the existence of Chuanxindie. Seeing that he hadn't unlocked the spell of Chuanxindie for a long time, he stopped and turned around, "Why don't you look at it?"

Rong Hui also stopped, and coughed lightly with his fists squeezed, "I think it's the fourth junior brother, so I can't wait to see you later."

Yue Shangting didn't ask any more questions, and continued walking forward.

When he arrived at a fork in the road, he was going back to Yuelai Inn on the one hand, and was going to the inn where Yuchen and the others were staying. go back."

Yue Shangting turned to look at him, and his gaze stayed on Chuanxindie beside him for a moment, "Tonight, the master of Jiangyue Tower is hosting a feast for all the immortal sects, so don't come back too late."

"Okay." Rong recalled something, stopped Yue Shangting who was about to leave, and said with some embarrassment, "Brother, can I get the monthly money for next month in advance?"

Linxiantai is a well-known sect of cultivating immortals. Many famous families invited them to go to kill demons and eliminate demons, and the rewards were quite a lot.These remunerations are placed in the Linxiantai steward Ze Fenggong, who distributes monthly money to his disciples every month for emergencies.

It was only two taels of silver a month, and the silver he had saved for a year was wiped out by Yuchen in two days, and there was not much left of the five taels of silver that was the jade pendant that day. spent by them.

It was the first time that Rong Hui had never spoken about money matters.

Yue Shangting didn't ask him what he wanted the money for, but he just thought that he spent a lot of money when he broke up with them a few days ago, so he took out a five taels of silver and handed it to him without saying a word.

Rong replied: "Thank you."

Yue Shangting gave him the money, then turned and left.

Rong Hui took another fork in the road and came to a deserted alley. He unlocked the spell on the butterfly, and a line of crooked words appeared in front of his eyes: Dad, why don't you come.

Rong Hui smiled helplessly, turned around and left the alley, there happened to be a stall selling gadgets not far away, he walked over and picked out a clay doll.

"Brother back!"

Turning his head back, he saw a man in an indigo robe walking towards him, it was Han Chunlan, the great disciple of Wuling Mountain.Linxiantai and Wuling Mountain have always been on good terms, and there was a marriage in the previous generation. The wife of the head of Linxiantai is the cousin of the head of Wuling Mountain.

Ronghui and Han Chunlan only met at the Sword Discussion Conference six years ago. At that time, they were both fledglings, and they were drawn in the same group for the competition.

Rong Hui won that match. Later, Ren Shao, the head of Wuling Mountain, took his big disciple Han Chunlan to Linxiantai to exchange sword skills. They lived there for two months. A friend.

Han Chunlan looked at the clay doll in Rong Hui's hand, and said with a smile, "Brother Hui, what are you buying this for?"

Rong Hui put the clay doll into his arms, "Give it away."

"Oh? I don't know which beauty it is?" Han Chunlan's eyes were a bit ambiguous, which showed that he had misunderstood.

Rong replied: "It's not what you think, it's just the son of a friend."

Han Chunlan didn't ask who this friend was. He said, "Two days ago, I went to Yuelai Inn to look for you. I heard from your junior brother that you were separated from them in Luzhou to hunt down crows. Are you okay?"

"No problem."

"By the way, Brother Hui, is lunch available?"

"I just practiced swords with my brother, and I haven't eaten yet."

"Then it's better to find a restaurant, you and I sit down and have a chat while having a drink."

Rong Hui still wanted to see Yuchen and his son, but Han Chunlan offered him such an invitation, and he couldn't refuse.Besides, Yuchen and the others came to visit the mountains and rivers, so maybe he would rush to the inn at this time or go later.

Han Chunlan led him to a restaurant not far away, and sat down at a side table on the second floor. Sitting here, he could just see the busy traffic on the street.

Han Chunlan said: "Recently, thanks to that monster with black wings, all the immortal sects are in panic."

Rong recalled the revelation of rewards he saw in Hecheng, "I heard that disciples also suffered disasters in Wuling Mountain."

Hearing this, Han Chunlan put down the cup in his hand and sighed, "Well, there are already two disciples."

Rong Hui said comfortingly, "My condolences."

Han Chunlan then poured himself a glass of wine, "Live and die, they are not blessed."

"I fought that monster before." Rong Hui said to himself.

"how?"

"The cultivation base is not high, but after being introduced into the misty forest by it, it was plotted against."

Han Chunlan filled his glass with the jug, "No wonder he always picks those disciples with low cultivation bases."

Rong Hui looked at the wine in the glass and pondered for a moment, "I'm worried about one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"He has absorbed the soul of many monks recently, and his cultivation level must be getting higher and higher. If he lets it go, it will definitely become a big problem in the future."

"Don't talk about the future, it has become a serious problem now." Han Chunlan said: "Today, the landlord of Jiangyuelou invited all the immortal sects for a banquet. Do you know about this?"

Rong replied: "I heard from senior brother."

"Actually, on the surface, the landlord of Jiangyue Tower is trying his best to entertain everyone from afar to the fairy gate. In fact, it is discussing how to deal with this old and cunning crow."

"Jiang Yuelou?"

Rong Hui hesitated to speak, but Han Chunlan already understood what he meant, he nodded, "I heard that Jiang Yuelou's disciples suffered disaster last night."

Today's Chanzhou City has gathered more than a dozen sects of cultivating immortals, large and small, and you can see a monk with just a glance on the street, and the crow can still commit crimes quietly against the wind.

Rong Hui fell into deep thought, and his eyes fell on the busy street downstairs. At this time, a carriage passed by downstairs. He suddenly recovered when he saw the bright purple. The curtain of the carriage was picked up by a jade bone fan. Halfway up, behind the curtain was a face that turned all sentient beings upside down, and the person behind the curtain just raised his eyes and looked at him across the air.

Rong Hui's heart skipped a beat.

"Brother back?"

Rong Hui took his gaze back and landed on Han Chunlan who was sitting opposite him. He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry."

Han Chunlan also looked at the street downstairs, but saw nothing. He smiled, "Brother Hui, is there something on your mind?"

"No." Rong Hui replied lightly.

After sitting in the restaurant with Han Chunlan for half an hour, Rong Hui went back to the Yuelai Inn. He originally planned to go to see Yuchen and Qi Yan later, but he just saw their carriage, which was in the opposite direction from the inn, obviously going out After enjoying the scenery, it was only in vain that he went.

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Jiangyue Tower is not the name of a building, but a group of buildings.The former owner of Jiangyuelou is revered as a sword master, and six out of ten famous swords in the world come from Jiangyuelou, so the sword discussion conference held every three years is held in Jiangyuelou.

Xue Yonghe, the owner of Jiangyuelou, invited all the immortal sects to a banquet. At this time, Jiangyuelou had already gathered many disciples of immortal sects.

Rong Hui and senior brother Yue Shangting followed behind Fu Haoran, and behind them followed two younger brothers and younger sisters.It was the first time for Fu Binglan and Tao Ye to come to Jiangyuelou, and the two who usually like to bicker are getting along well now.

"Fourth Junior Brother, look at their building is really high, five or six floors."

"Senior Sister, please keep your voice down. If someone hears it, they will think that we Linxiantai people have never seen the world."

"What are you afraid of? Their buildings are tall, but they are not as beautiful as our Linxiantai."

Yue Shangting turned his head sideways, and glanced over with frosty eyes, Fu Binglan shuddered, and immediately shut up.

Entering the hall where the banquet was held, Jiangyuelou's maid took them to their seats. The hall was very spacious. At this time, all the immortals were seated one after another, with one cushion for each person and a short table for one.

People from Yikong Hall walked past them, and Xu Baizhe, the master of Yikong Hall, cupped his hands towards Fu Haoran, "Master Fu, long time no see."

Fu Haoran stood up and cupped his hands, "Master Xu, please stay safe."

Xu Lingzhi, who was following Xu Baizhe, looked at Rong Hui, and Rong Hui met her gaze when she raised her eyes. She smiled faintly, with a shy face on her face.

Rong Hui looked away calmly, took a sip from the wine glass on the low table in front of him.

Yuan Aoshen next to Xu Lingzhi gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger, "Lingzhi, why are you in a daze."

Xu Lingzhi came back to her senses, only to realize that she had been fascinated just now.

Xu Baizhe was led by the maid to the seat opposite, Yuan Aoshen reminded again, "Ganoderma lucidum, let's go."

Xu Lingzhi followed, and couldn't help but look back at Rong Hui.

The people waiting for Yi Kongtang went to sit on the opposite side, and Fu Binglan behind him shouted in a low voice: "Second Senior Brother."

Rong Hui turned sideways slightly, "What's the matter?"

Fu Binglan leaned forward, giggling, "I just saw the woman behind Yi Kongtang hall master looking straight at you, and I think she's taken a fancy to you."

Rong Hui frowned, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Second Senior Brother, you are really slow, even an outsider like me can see it."

Rong Hui didn't respond anymore, he looked calm and didn't care.Yue Shangting's cold gaze swept over again, Fu Binglan felt that she was bored, and she couldn't talk anymore with the elder brother around.

The guests were all seated, Xue Yonghe raised a glass of wine and said in a loud voice: "Everyone has come from a long way, and the journey has suffered a lot. Xue, as the host, hereby offer you a glass first!"

Everyone in the hall stood up and raised their glasses, and drank it all in one gulp.

Xue Yonghe said again: "It's rare for all the immortal sects to gather together. It should be a great blessing to be happy, but recently a monster with black wings ran out. Many immortal sects suffered greatly from it. I, Jiang Yue Lou was not spared either, so Xue thought, take this opportunity to discuss with you how to get rid of this scourge that harms the world, so as to ensure the peace of the immortal sects."

Xu Baizhe, the master of Yikongtang, stood up and said: "What Master Xue said is very true. Three disciples of my Yikongtang have been killed by that monster. This monster is so bad, we must not sit still and wait for death."

At this time, someone said: "It's just a crow that has become a spirit, and all the immortals work together, are you afraid that you won't be able to get rid of it?"

Qingfeng Guan Wuchen said: "No, this thing is not a monster."

"If it's not a demon, how do you explain the pair of black wings? People can't grow such a pair of wings for no reason, right?"

Yuan Aoshen stood up and said: "A monster must have a demonic aura, how can it be called a demon without a demonic aura, if someone deliberately pretends to be a demon in order to deceive people's eyes and ears, it is not impossible."

When Yuan Aoshen said this, his eyes fell on Rong Hui, "By the way, all the disciples of the various immortal sects have been sucked by monsters, but I heard that all the disciples in Linxiantai are safe and sound. Master Fu, I am right. ?”

Rong returned his face calmly.

But Fu Binglan couldn't bear it any longer, she stood up and said, "What do you mean? We didn't die in Linxiantai, so we should be suspected, right?!"

Fu Haoran said sharply: "Binglan, don't be rude."

"father……"

"sit down."

Fu Binglan glanced at Yuan Aoshen over there angrily, and sat down.

Yuan Aoshen said: "Sect Leader Fu, I don't mean to doubt Linxiantai, but I just thought that Linxiantai has no disciples killed, there must be a way to defend against that monster, and please tell us something about Master Fu."

Fu Haoran looked indifferent, and he said sternly: "It is true that no disciple has been killed in my visit to Xiantai, but there is no way to resist it as Mr. Yuan said."

Yuan Aoshen said: "It seems that all the disciples of Linxiantai have excellent martial arts, so they can avoid this catastrophe."

The atmosphere in this hall was rather strange, and after being mentioned by Yuan Aoshen, many people also had doubts in their hearts, why was Linxiantai the only one that did not suffer?

Rong Hui sensed the gazes of other sects in the hall, and then glanced at Yuan Aoshen who was opposite, clenched his fists, he clearly said that intentionally, trying to make Linxiantai a target of suspicion.

Rong Hui was about to stand up and speak, but Han Chunlan stood up faster than him. He cupped his hands towards Xue Yonghe, "Lord Xue, I have a guess."

Xue Yonghe said: "Young Master Han, please tell me."

"Presumably some of you have heard that there is a family called the Yu Clan in the world. This family is not transformed by monsters, nor does it have any monster aura, but it does grow a pair of wings from its back."

As soon as Han Chunlan finished speaking, there was a heated discussion in the hall. A young monk asked, "Didn't the Yu clan disappear?"

Xue Yonghe took a breath and said: "It's true that I haven't heard the news of the Yu Clan for a long time. The Yu Clan is the descendant of the divine bird Bai Fenghuang and humans. It has existed in the world for thousands of years. However, there are not many members of the Yu Clan and they are good at hiding. After the massacre 24 years ago, the Yu Clan disappeared."

"Killing? But that time at Xianlong Mountain?"

"Exactly, 24 years ago, King Yu fell into a demon and started killing in Xianlong Mountain. Since then, there has been no news of Yu Clan."

Daoist Qingfengguan Wuchen twirled his beard, "I also heard about it back then, so it is true."

Hearing this, Rong Hui clenched his fists even tighter. He still remembered what his mother said that his father was killed by King Yu in Xianlong Mountain. At that time, there were thousands of people in Xianlong Mountain, and almost [-]% of them died in King Yu. under the sword, and his own father was also among them.

After so many years, the hatred of killing his father is engraved in his heart, and it is hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

Someone said: "So, this time the cultivator was raped, was it also the Yu Clan's doing?"

Xue Yonghe said: "It's not impossible, but I haven't seen the real face of the crow so far, nor have I seen anyone from the Yu clan, so I don't want to jump to conclusions."

Wuchen Dao said: "Pindao saw it once 30 years ago. That Yu Clan man has a pair of long wings on his back, more than a foot long, and his face is no different from others."

Xu Baizhe said: "Regardless of whether the monster is a member of the Yu clan or a demon, the most urgent task is to take him down and give an explanation to those immortal disciples who died under his hands."

Xue Yonghe said: "This crow is haunted. If you want to take him down, you must let him show up. I don't think it's better for all the disciples of the immortal sect to have a signal flare. If they find the crow's trace, they will send out the signal."

All the immortal sects agreed, and said that if they saw the signal flare, they would rush there no matter where they were, in order to gather everyone's strength to encircle and suppress the crow.

After the dinner, they each dispersed.

Tonight is a crescent moon, and the streets of Chanzhou City are still brightly lit and very lively.

Fu Haoran walked in the front with a stern face, and Yue Shangting's expression was almost the same as Fu Haoran's, just like his own father and son.

Walking beside Rong Hui, Fu Binglan remembered what Yuan Aoshen said at the banquet to slander Linxiantai, and couldn't swallow the anger in her heart, "Second Senior Brother, what is the background of that Yuan Aoshen from Kongyitang, why is he acting like a fool! It is because no one died in Linxiantai, so he is acting strangely, as if we killed those people."

Rong recalled Yuan Aoshen's words and deeds at today's banquet, and said solemnly: "He is just a fool, if you meet him in the future, just take a detour."

Tao Ye also interjected, "Anyone who even thinks the second senior brother is a fool must be really stupid."

"That's right, that's right, we don't have the same knowledge as fools."

Yue Shangting looked back at them at this moment, not with a scolding look, but just with a casual look, without saying anything.

"Daddy!" A little bun ran over and hugged Rong Hui's leg, he subconsciously looked in the direction where the little bun just ran, and he saw Yu Chen in purple not far away.