Pengshan has no way to go

More than a month has passed, it is already August [-]th, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be two days later. On the way back from Yin Hualou's sword practice in the back mountain before noon, he was counting the days and thinking at the same time. This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is different from previous years. An old friend from Taihua Mountain came to visit, and I will stay for a while. Speaking of such a cold and reticent person like Master, I don't know what kind of friends he makes.

All the way back to Lintian Pavilion, when I entered the inner courtyard, I felt that the atmosphere was different from the past.The word lively has always been irrelevant to Lintian Pavilion, but she clearly heard the voices of several people coming from the study, and after listening carefully, besides the master, the elder brother in charge was also present, and there was another strange voice.

While hesitating, Gu Jun came out of the room to exchange tea, seeing her standing in the courtyard, he hurriedly turned around and said, "Master, Miss Hualou is back."

She hadn't heard the master speak, but that strange voice said with a smile: "Oh? Is it your new apprentice? I heard that you got a very talented disciple in the past, but I never had the chance to meet him .”

Then when she heard the master ordered her to go in and meet her, she entered the door, and sure enough, she saw an extremely young man sitting on the left under the boy's question-and-answer picture on the north wall. Confident, with a romantic attitude, and a smile on his brows, it adds a bit of dusty temperament to people outside the square. Yin Hualou was secretly surprised when he looked at him. Such a person is actually an old friend with his master. It is only today Knowing that the temperament and behavior of the two are quite different.

At this time, Qinghe Zhenren also saw the appearance of Yin Hualou clearly, but his attire was very plain, and he deliberately ignored it, but in the end he couldn't conceal the appearance of heaven and man, with extraordinary charm and serious eyebrows, which made people look sideways.

Yin Hualou stepped forward, Ziyin Zhenren said: "This is what I mentioned to you a few days ago, Taihua Guanjue Elder Qinghe Zhenren."

Yin Hualou stood upright and saluted, "The juniors have met the elders!" After Qinghe Zhenren raised his hand to avoid the salute, he saluted Ling Yue again, and stood aside.

Master Qinghe nodded and said with a smile: "It's really a beautiful jade, but now it's in the post-Bigu stage. Speaking of the chance and luck of accepting apprentices, I, Uncle Nanxun and others are not as good as you!"

After speaking, he took out something from his sleeve and said: "This thing is called Jiuxiao Linglong Pei. In the past, the royal family of the pre-Qin Dynasty obtained a piece of top-quality frozen purple jade from the Western Regions. After carving the Fengyi flute, the remaining piece of material was carved. This jade pendant, a flute and a jade, were all given to Princess Nongyu. After the princess and his wife returned by dragon, it is said that Feng Yixiao was taken away together. For unknown reasons, this jade pendant fell on the bank of the Yaochi. The spiritual knowledge was passed into the hands of my master. I came here in a hurry today, so I don’t have much gift to give, but this pendant is the only thing I can afford, so I will give it to my nephew.”

This item is precious, so she naturally dare not specialize in it. Seeing Ziyin nodded, she stepped forward to accept the jade pendant and saluted to thank her.

The real Ziyin said: "Such a treasure is your temperament, and you still can't get rid of it. If you haven't seen it for decades, you will become more and more unruly."

Ling Yue also laughed and said: "Master Uncle is detached from things, that's what he said when he gave me the Vajra Hunyuan Taiqing Talisman. I think it's because Master Uncle has too many treasures in his hands, so I don't think it's a pity that it is so precious."

Qinghe Daoist quickly waved his hands and said: "Where do I have many treasures, they are all dilapidated objects that have not been used for many years. Besides, I can't wear this ring that is clearly a woman's thing. Why don't I call it a pearl that casts darkness? If you don’t join hands, you can use it to exchange for some wine money, but it’s a pity.”

After a pause, he smiled at Master Ziyin: "You say that I am wild and unruly, but I feel that I have suffered a lot. You accepted three apprentices, and I gave three greeting gifts, and I have never taken back any of them. Having said that, you only gave away a sword and their brothers and sisters for the master and apprentice. If I accept apprentices in the future, except for the broken copper and iron in your sword hiding room, you will definitely not have anything good to give away when you settle down. With my apprentice, thinking about it this way, I am really at a loss."

Ling Yue laughed when he heard the words, and Yin Hualou's eyes were wide open, he really didn't know how such a cold and serious person as Shizun could become friends with him.

Master Ziyin shook his head when he heard his nonsense, knowing that he had such a temperament, but he just didn't talk to him.

Qinghe Zhenren said: "But it's still so boring, those two are just like you, and now this little girl is being disciplined so seriously by you."

Yin Hualou said softly: "Uncle Qinghe, this disciple has been so boring since he was a child, it's not because of the strict teaching of Master."

After hearing this, Master Qinghe shook his hand and said to Master Ziyin: "Forget it, you are lucky, the disciples taught by others may not be very caring, but you have taught all the disciples with a cold face all the year round. I can't even say a word of complaint about you."

Master Ziyin finally said after hearing this: "I can't say how poor your luck is, but I can hear the sourness in your words, and you are also good at making noise. It's only been half a day, and what you said is better than my teacher's." The three of you have talked a lot in a year." As soon as the words fell, Master Qinghe burst into laughter, and the Lintian Pavilion was no longer as quiet as it used to be.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were more and more visitors in Tianyong City. Many of the visitors were old friends with the elders of Tianyong, and they had to pay homage to each other. The disciples of various sects also had contacts with each other, and there was a bit of excitement inside the gate for a while. .

Master Qinghe spends a lot of time reminiscing with Master Ziyin every day, Yin Hualou is not easy to disturb, and she rarely interacts with disciples of other sects, but when listening to the piano at senior brother Lu Qing, she met him in the old competition The few senior brothers I recognized didn't pay attention when they met.

The grand meeting was set on the ninth day of September, and it lasted more than ten days. On the day of Double Ninth Festival, when Yin Hualou followed Master to the Tianfeng Pavilion, everything was ready in an orderly manner.She only followed behind and heard a group of people salute to Master and Daoist Qinghe one after another.

She seldom came out of the mountains. As a disciple of Master Ziyin, everyone had heard about her after she broke through the realm in the past. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her following behind Master Ziyin and knew her identity. .

Seeing that the teacher in charge asked Master Tongqing and the real person to sit down, she came to Lu Qing and the others. Seeing that her face was a little stiff, Lu Qing knew that she was not used to this kind of occasion, so she sat on her left side, slightly blocking it. After casting some gazes over, Yin Hualou let out a sigh of relief.

Yin Hualou didn't know exactly when and who put forward these martial art competitions held every few years. We only know that hundreds of years ago there were several extremely large-scale fights between the world of cultivating immortals and the world of demons. Both sides suffered casualties. At that time, various factions formed an alliance to jointly fight against the monsters, and set up a competition meeting every few years, in order to exchange ideas and learn from each other to improve their actual combat skills.

In recent years, the periphery of Kunlun Mountain has been relatively peaceful, but the competition between disciples of various factions in the competition is still fierce.After the contest on martial arts and kendo, there will be several competitions or trades on alchemy, talisman, etc. Yin Hualou thought that Tianyong City might be lively for a few days.

Lu Qing was softly talking to Yin Hualou about some people he had met in the competition last time, when he heard a naive voice on the stage say: "The disciple Zhang Chengzhu under the Taoist seat of Wuwei in Xiaxuanyuan Temple has practiced with Master for ten years. Years, I don't know which senior brother to give advice?"

Yin Hualou looked over and saw a tall and strong man in his thirties standing on the stage, his face matched his voice, he was a bit simple and honest, but he was holding a long knife.

As soon as he finished speaking, a person turned up, stood in front of the man, bowed his hands and said: "I will Fuyun Guan Guangcheng, and ask my brother for advice!" This person is holding a long sword, and he looks to be 30 to [-] years old.

Yin Hualou heard Lu Qing whisper: "I have seen this one before, he did not end in the competition last time, and the one who went with his senior brother was the disciple of Master Chunyangzi of Fuyun Temple. Very cultivated."

Yin Hualou nodded, and saw that the two people in the enchantment on the stage had each sacrificed their weapons, swords, lights and swords mixed with each other, and the mantra was full of inspiration, hissing and arguing, but the simple-looking Zhang Chengzhu was extremely shrewd and domineering when he shot. The long sword was guarded by him, and it was obviously consummate, enveloping Guang Cheng's whole body and making it airtight. Guang Cheng didn't panic, and the long sword thrust out obliquely, piercing Zhang Chengzhu's feet with a sharp sword aura. Walking away without teleporting, and narrowly avoiding it, the two were on the same level for a while.

Lu Qing looked at it carefully for a while and said: "I'm afraid that Zhang Chengzhu is stronger. The long knife he controls weighs a hundred and ten catties. I think his skill of controlling the knife is probably far superior to Guangcheng. This person seems simple and honest. , but the moves are sophisticated, steady and ruthless, and cannot be dealt with easily."

Yin Hualou also nodded in agreement, sure enough after a few breaths, that Zhang Chengzhu swept Guangcheng off the stage and won the first match.All of a sudden the crowd also cheered for him, Zhang Chengzhu cupped his hands to offend Guang Chengdao, and thanked everyone foolishly, Lu Qing smiled and said: "This man is a bit interesting, but he is quite quack!"

Yin Hualou just took a sip from the teacup, and then sensitively caught a gaze staring at her. As a special scout, she is used to solving opponents in the dark, and too obvious gaze will only make her feel like a thorn in her throat. .

She turned her head, and sure enough, she saw a well-dressed young man staring at her in front of the stage three feet away from her right hand. The man had a rebellious face and burning eyes, staring at her without blinking, which made people feel bored .

She put down the teacup and looked back coldly. After a while, the man seemed to be unable to bear it. He looked away first, and said something to the disciples who were watching the battle in Tianyong City.

Yin Hualou didn't pay any attention to it, and looked at the master's seat in front, only to see Master Qinghe enjoying delicious food and wine, saying something to the master from time to time, the back of the silver-haired and purple-clothed figure remained motionless, as usual He was upright and cold, and he didn't know how to respond to Master Qinghe.

There was another burst of cheers from the front of the stage. It turned out that she had been distracted, but she fought a few more times on the stage. Zhang Chengzhu had already been picked off the stage. At this time, there was a female crown standing on the stage. attracts attention.

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