I got to know the true face of this mountain for the first time.
Longhu Mountain, the holy land of Taoism in the world, is full of charming birds. Among the towering peaks, there seem to be red and white cranes circling with wings. The repaired extremely simple and freehand mountain roads are lined with precious flowers from all over the world. As the mountain road winds up, it becomes more precious and scarce.
The appearance of Xu Longxiang at the foot of the mountain just now seems to be just a minor episode.
Walking to the mountainside, Yu Youwei and the Murong siblings could not help but feel a little breathless, especially Murong Wuzhu.
This stunning beauty who was carefully raised by the Murong family is the hope of the entire family, because the Murong family believes that Murong Wuzhu, who is getting older, is enough to be on the Rouge Review. Murong Wuzhu is the real one. A woman can fly into the Wutong Palace, but a woman who has been raised in a boudoir will inevitably have some physical strength. Murong Wuzhu's cheeks were extremely rosy, and the white forehead under the felt hat was stained with beads of sweat.
Lu Ze could see that this sister was just trying to climb the mountain.
"Let's rest for a while."
"Just take a closer look at the scenery here."
Lu Ze pointed to the mountain not far away Pavilion.
As for the disciples from Longhu Mountain who were responsible for leading Lu Ze and his party up the mountain, they did not dare to say anything more. The noble young master in front of him could make the dragons in Longhu Mountain disappear. The identity of a person who has come out of seclusion among all the heavenly masters must be so scary.
Sitting casually on the stone bench in the pavilion, Lu Ze took Wu Meiniang's hand, and Yu Youwei used a woman's own handkerchief to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
This woman who loves to dance seemed to have slacked off a little during this time. Lu Ze looked at Yu Youwei, who was breathing slightly, and chuckled, "You seem to have not danced for a long time. ."
The latter smiled at this time, and his tone was slightly cheerful, "Oh, why not find some time?"
Lu Ze noticed that Yu Youwei's eyes were glancing over inadvertently. Murong Wuzhu, who took off his felt hat in the distance, realized what she meant. Lu Ze had a smile on his face, and the mountain breeze blew his robes, seeming to welcome Lu Ze who had just entered Longhu Mountain.
"Yes."
"You are allowed to wear a tulle."
Yu Youwei lowered her head and stopped answering.
Not far away, Emperor Murong Tong slowly stood up and sat on the stone bench closer to Lu Ze. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Lu Ze's dull words: "Sit further away, you man." Why did you ask your sister to sit here when you are so close to me?"
Emperor Murong Tong just smiled and stood up quickly.
Then, I don’t know what the two siblings said next to each other. The beautiful woman with a slightly moist forehead and a face as bright as water actually sat over, but her head was lowered. His voice was very low, and his voice was as small as a mosquito's chirping. "Thank you, Master, for saving my life, and thank you for taking us along this way."
Lu Ze nodded happily and replied, "You're welcome."< /p>
Attitude and treatment of MurongTong Huang was completely different from the other two.
After a long time, Murong Wuzhu finally bravely raised his head and looked at Lu Ze's handsome face but hesitated to speak. Although what his brother said to her was very reasonable, this girl from the Murong family was open-minded no matter what. Without speaking, Lu Ze looked at her, tears welling up in his eyes.
He couldn't help but sigh.
"During this period, you can follow us temporarily."
He glanced at Murong Tonghuang, who was not far away and his face was filled with joy, and then said, "As for your younger brother, Come on, you can't deny Huishan any face, right? Let him accompany the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family."
Lu Ze's voice was not soft, and Emperor Murong Tong's face was ashen.
Yu Youwei stood up and came to the side of Murong Wuzhu, whose eyes were filled with tears. She glanced at Lu Ze with a slightly complaining look, and then softly spoke to comfort this poor woman who was as weak as autumn leaves drifting in the wind. .
There are so many poor people in the world.
What’s more, she is such a beautiful lady
When Lu Ze saw this, he muttered to himself, "Girls are okay."
< p>Yu Youwei understood it instantly.Murong Wuzhu stopped sobbing, she was very puzzled.
The undercurrent on Guniu Dagang is surging.
The news that Yuan Tingshan was seriously injured and dying has spread throughout Huishan.
As for what happened to this mad dog, the people on the mountain except Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not care. What people really cared about was the whereabouts of the Murong family's pair of lotus flowers. Everyone knew about these two siblings. It is an existence that the ancestor in the back mountain regards as a forbidden person.
There are rumors and all kinds of strange news flying around the mountain.
At this time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng had already led people to the foot of Longhu Mountain. Next to him were Song Keli, the legitimate son of the Song family who behaved and spoke with extraordinary manners, and the eldest son of Huishan. Several retainers are Xuanyuan Qingfeng's confidants.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's lineage was originally the main sect of the Xuanyuan family, the first-in-law among the first-in-laws.
It’s just that her father has been a sour Confucian scholar who only knows how to study and cannot be used for much in recent years. No matter how the ancestors of the family cultivated him, Xuanyuan Jingcheng always looked like he couldn’t help him. Until now , Xuanyuan Qingfeng's two uncles have already gained momentum. People from these two families are rampant in Huishan, and even outside the world, everyone is in awe.
"You, a father, don't think about me."
"But I have to think about myself and my mother."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng He muttered to himself, with a bit of hidden sarcasm on his face.
The person she hates to see the most is her obedient father. If he were an ordinary noble family, he would barely be able to have a reputation for self-restraint and propriety, but for the Xuanyuan family, who was born in a martial arts family, , Xuanyuan Jingcheng's behavior is the most despised behavior. In this Xuanyuan family where every cent is fought for, Xuanyuan Qingfeng understands how weak and fatal his father's behavior is.
That’s why she climbed up the mountain on that Yuan Ting MountainAt that time, this swordsman from a humble background was taken into consideration.
It’s just that this guy who was called ambitious by his ancestors doesn’t seem to have a very good life.
"We should go."
Song Keli's voice brought Xuanyuan Qingfeng's thoughts back to reality. This legitimate son from the noble Song family was the same as her. When they met by chance, the latter didn't mind Xuanyuan Qingfeng using the Song family's money to demonstrate inside Huishan.
Jianghu people are most afraid of court ministers.
Since Liyang destroyed the Eight Kingdoms and established the world, the general trend has directly turned the entire world upside down. The so-called knights under the horseshoes and blades must surrender, and all the martial arts sects in the nineteen states of Liyang must be in each state. The government office prepares the roster, and even has to do it once every three months. During the period when the Jianghu resistance was the most intense, Zhao Gou used an unknown amount of secret power to kill all the Jianghus in the world.
Nowadays, it is very rare to see knights from the sect who dare to go against the government.
It is no wonder that the old sword god Li Chungang, who is above the officialdom of Qianzhou, would say something that has no meaning in the current world.
At the foot of the mountain, Xuanyuan Qingfeng took a deep breath and adjusted his mood before planning to worship the mountain.
The relationship between the neighbors of Huishan and Longhu Mountain is not bad. The Xuanyuan family, which is showing off its power in Jianzhou, has not forgotten to establish a good relationship with the Taoist Holy Land next to it, and has given enough to Longhu both overtly and covertly. Due to the reputation of the mountain, there are many distinguished guests from the Xuanyuan family who come to Longhu Mountain to pay their respects.
It’s just that something unexpected happened during Baishan today.
"Miss Xuanyuan."
"Today I am closing the mountain in Longhu Mountain to thank guests, and please come back someday."
At the foot of the mountain, there is a little Taoist priest facing me The woman in purple bowed and bowed.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes were bright, and he continued to ask, "I don't know why the mountain is closed."
The little Taoist priest smiled, but remained silent.
The mountain is usually closed when distinguished guests arrive.
Longhushan, the leader in Taoism, is no exception.
This made Xuanyuan Qingfeng take a breath of cold air, and became more curious about the identity of the group of people who dared to beat Yuan Tingshan into a dead dog and send it back to Huishan. She looked at the towering people in front of her. Looking at Longhu Mountain in the clouds, thousands of thoughts suddenly arise in my heart.
"Young Master"
"Could it be a certain His Highness?"
This slightly unfamiliar word shocked Xuanyuan Qingfeng.
As the Liyang Dynasty aspired to the throne and unified everything on this land after the Spring and Autumn War, most of the so-called royal family of the old country have become prisoners, and those noble concubines and princesses who used to be extremely noble have also become The plaything in the hands of the big shots, the title of Crown Prince is relatively common within the dynasty. Even the young master from an ordinary Qingliu family can be called Crown Prince, but the thing behind the word "Your Highness" is extremely heavy.
Thinking of the recent major event in Qianzhou in the northwest, it seems that His Highness was involved.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng knew that her guess was close to ten.
"What a big dragon crossing the river"
After Lu Ze went up the mountain, he met Zhao Danxia, the contemporary headmaster of Longhu Mountain.
The middle-aged Taoist has an ordinary face. He wears the most common cyan Taoist robe with large breasts in the world, which expresses the meaning of Dharma and Heaven. Taoist priests often wear green. Among the five elements, the wood in the east is cyan, and the atmosphere is Qingyang. Symbolizing strong vitality, Taoism respects cyan.
Lu Ze chatted with the headmaster for about a cup of tea, and it was possible for the dignified Longhu Mountain to receive guests behind closed doors, and even the headmaster himself went out to receive guests. This is already the etiquette for treating distinguished guests. , Lu Ze naturally responded respectfully.
"The Liyang Zhao family is really lucky to have you."
Lu Ze smiled and accepted the praise from the headmaster immodestly.
On the bluestone square below, Yu Youwei looked at the man standing side by side with the Heavenly Master in front of Yuqing Temple not far away. The woman's expression was vague.
The big white cat Wu Meiniang lay on the sapphire fence and yawned. Looking at the gorgeous scene of fish jumping in the clear lake not far away, she opened her abyss mouth slightly greedily and stretched out her mouth. His tongue licked the sharp claws, as if he wanted to have a full meal in this Taoist holy land.
Murong Wuzhu’s face was filled with shock.
On the way, the younger brother described the young master as being more noble than the scene in front of him.
Heavenly Master.
In the eyes of many people, he is already an immortal.
"I'm going to find someone."
"You guys can follow us to the courtyard of Sideshan's residence first."
"Don't forget that person." What were you talking about on the mountainside?"
Lu Ze came down quickly and gave a few instructions to everyone.
Before leaving, he quietly slapped Yu Youwei's round buttocks hard, causing waves of rebound. He felt that the touch was indeed much better than Wu Meiniang's. Lu Ze laughed and left. , leaving only the young fish Wei Wei clenching her teeth in place, lingering with lingering feelings.
Lu Ze didn’t know the specific road, so he just walked slowly on the back hill until he reached the corner. Looking from a distance, he saw a small green pool with green water. In the dim light, a middle-aged Taoist priest was fishing with his back turned.
Lu Ze jumped continuously and quickly came closer.
I saw the Taoist priest wearing the Longhu Mountain Taoist robe with an elegant face. The Taoist robe looked very old, but it was clean. The Taoist priest did not seem to notice Lu Ze's arrival, and his expression was focused. Facing the deep pool, he held the green bamboo fishing rod tightly in his hand. There were two bamboo baskets, one big and one small, beside him. The big bamboo basket used for fishing was empty, but there were a few unknown fish in the small one. of plump red fruits.
"Taoist Master."
"Can I eat this red fruit?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest did not turn his head, but a smile appeared on his face. "
Lu Ze unceremoniously picked up the small bamboo basket and wiped out all the red fruits in it. At this time, in the Qintian Prison in the distant Tai'an City, the highest point was On the rooftopThe soaring Purple Emperor's luck disappeared in a flash, only to feel a little more intense.
"Taoist Master, I've eaten all your bait."
"I wonder if you can still catch fish?"
Lu Ze sat cross-legged next to the middle-aged Taoist. Looking at the faint green-colored pool in front of him, he felt that it was bottomless.
The Taoist shook his head, "I don't know."
"Taoist, can you lend me this fishing rod?" Lu Ze continued.
The real person from Longhushan next to him finally turned around, frowned and looked at Lu Ze seriously. The real ancestor of the Zhao family said directly, "Zhao Kai, is your appetite too big?" It's too big and you actually want Tan Li's sword."
Lu Ze spit out the core that had been left in his mouth for the longest time and nodded.
"I read two more books when I was in Tai'an City. Li Yang's sword named Tianwen was said to have disappeared together with the ancestor of the Zhao family two hundred years ago. From then on, the fortunes of the Liyang Dynasty continued to rise, until the Spring and Autumn Period, when the National War reached its climax."
"It is said that the ancestor gave up his country and the world of beauties for the sake of the Zhao family's fortune. I came to Longhu Mountain to practice cultivation."
"So I wanted to try my luck at Longhu Mountain."
"Looks like I'm pretty lucky now."
p>A thick smile finally appeared on Zhao Huangchao's face. The real ancestor of the Zhao family did not refute Lu Ze's guess. He said softly, "Why do you think the whole Liyang can't live without you? Zhao Kai doesn't care about this world." No matter who you leave, this world will still be yours after all. And you are not the only outstanding heir of the Liyang Zhao family, so why should you bear the fate of the entire Liyang Dynasty alone?"
Lu Ze shook his head.
“I have never felt that I am capable.”
“It’s just.”
“With me, they can’t do it.”
< p>Although Zhao Huangchao still shook his head at this time, he still chose to pass the fishing rod in front of Lu Ze, "Based on your words alone, I will not give you the fishing rod, but you are at the official road of Qianzhou The final moves on the vertical and horizontal chessboard can barely be seen, so why not give you a chance.""It's just that fishing is not as simple as you think."
"On your side. If you are too lucky, the sword will be eaten by the giant salamander in the deepest part of the pond. When he sees you as the bait, he will run away instantly."
Lu Ze took the fishing rod.
The smile is very warm.
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