Hongyang Villa, one of the Sword Sect sects, has more than 300 protégés.

Hongyang Villa is also the only one who will not go to investigate the character of the disciples who come to study the disciples, so that the door is in tatters, and he has offended many people in his own city, but this villa is very protective of calves, even if those people are bullied, they can only hold back.

The older generation who founded Hongyang Villa was beaten up by a man who called himself Peach Blossom Sword Immortal, and since then he has disappeared, and the person who is now in charge is the first batch of Sanhong who entered the villa to cultivate: Hong Zhi, Hong Yuan, and Hong Ze.

Yang Junde and Lin Qianzai sneaked up to Sword Mountain, lying on the top of the mountain, Yang Junde looked at the large number of protégés holding swords and standing and waiting, and felt funny in his heart.

Lin Qianzai looked at the realm of those protégés, and found that they were all about the same, feeling that there were no too important people, and he should not care about tying them up, he looked at Yang Junde covering his mouth and smiling, puzzled.

"What are you happy about?"

Yang Junde pointed to the protégés who were dancing with the swords in their hands, which had no meaning at all, and covered his mouth and smiled.

"Didn't the seniors see a hundred hands captured? Their realm is very low! Let's go to the city and find a place to lock them up!"

Lin Qianzai gnawed on his nails, thinking about it, he still went to find a place, took a few steps back and stood up, and beckoned to Yang Junde.

"Let's go! Let's see when they come out in the next few days!"

The two of them went into the city to look for the market, but no one directly rented a big place, Lin Qianzai sighed, sat on the stone steps, rubbed his face, walked over quickly, and after going up the steps, he paused for a moment, turned his head to look, and immediately grinned.

"Guest, why are you so sad! What can the little old man do to help you?"

Lin Qianzai raised his head, thought for a long time and didn't know the person in front of him, and asked.

"Who are you?"

"Guest, little old me, I'll sell you all the fruits, it's good if you don't have to use them!"

The man in armor and the sword at his waist said seriously.

Lin Qianzai squinted his eyes, and as soon as he was reminded, he immediately remembered, stood up and bowed.

"Oh! I remember! You're the shopkeeper! Why did you recover so quickly after a day or two?"

The man smiled, crossed his thumbs with both hands, supported his right palm, held it with his left hand, and bowed his head in salute.

"Xiao Lao is also a sword cultivator! Killed a monster, ate the fruit, and spent a lot of spiritual power! If it weren't for your help, I would have continued to sink!"

Lin Qianzai nodded and said with a smile.

"Then hurry up, I'll wait here for my friends!"

The man waved his hand and said with a smile.

"I'm not busy! The little old family has already been sent to the Tang Kingdom! Now I came here to sell the property and return to the Tang Kingdom, so I don't have to rush to accompany the guests for a while!"

Lin Qianzai's eyes lit up, and he pulled the man and said seriously.

"You said you were going to sell your property, is the place big? I also want to buy a place, why don't we go and see it?"

The man was also happy in his heart and said loudly.

"This is a good feeling! It's going to cost the guest again!"

Yang Junde walked out of it, shook his head without looking in front of him, and said directly.

"No, all of them are pitiful, what about the seniors?"

Lin Qianzai took a step forward, pulled Yang Junde and asked him to look at the person in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Found it! Let's go check it out!"

Yang Junde raised his head at this time, looked at the dress of the man in front of him, and the standard of the armor, and exclaimed.

"Tang Guoren's clan is too rare!"

The man hurriedly saluted and said respectfully.

"My hometown is here, and I am honored to meet my friends!"

The three of them arrived at the old mansion in the south of the city, and stopped at a mansion with a relatively small façade.

I saw the newly brushed red sand on the single door, and the stone steps at the door were also repeatedly cleaned, and if you look closely, you can clearly see the traces of moss on it, and the two turtles with drums on their backs stand in front of the door with a very good taste.

This man from the Tang Kingdom, pushing open the gate, they entered the brown stone shadow wall, and bypassed the zigzag verandah, and the road made of black and white stone under the steps. There are two or three houses in front of them, one bright and two dark, the door is wide open, and there are all main tables, side beds, four chairs, and a case. Going around the room is a small door with a round wall, and out there is a backyard with a large number of peony bushes. Next to it, there are two small parking kiosks, one on the left and one on the right. There are two gaps under the backyard wall, one black and one white, circulating around the backyard.

Lin Qianzai looked at this place, directly faced the people of the Tang Kingdom, and asked.

"How much do you want to ask me?"

"Ten thousand gold coins!"

The Tang man took out the business deed from his arms with his left hand, stretched out his right hand and said with a smile.

Lin Qianzai nodded, patted Yang Junde, who was still looking around, and said a word, entered the pavilion in the courtyard alone, squatted on the ground, took out a bucket, and began to shake off the gold coins.

"That's it! Yang Junde signed! I'll take the money!"

Yang Junde didn't hear the price, he nodded and began to sign, finished writing, glanced at the price on the business deed, and was startled.

"Ahh

Tang Guoren looked at the business deed, divided it into two, gave half to Yang Junde, who was still exclaiming, and kept half for himself.

Lin Qianzai poured a large bucket of gold coins and gave them directly to this Tang Guoren.

Tang Yanren weighed it, put it into his orb, and saluted respectfully again, if you don't dislike it, wait here first, I'll go buy some food.

Lin Qianzai nodded and watched the Tang Guoren clan leave.

Yang Junde watched Shang Qi walk in front of Lin Qianzai, pointing to it and before he finished speaking, Lin Qianzai interrupted him and said.

"There's no need to buy such an expensive one......!

"Your Taoist temple is gone! This home is what I paid you for! It's okay!"

Yang Junde chuckled in his heart, he opened his mouth, and he couldn't think of a word.

The two sat in the pavilion and didn't speak until Tsuki sneaked his head out.

Tang Guoren, holding two jars of wine, walked over with a smile, looking at the sweat on his head, he should have just arrived.

"Sorry for the wait! This wine needs to travel 500 miles!"

Yang Junde stared at the two rainbow bridges on the altar, quickly ran over, and said in surprise.

"This is Hongye wine? How did you enter the ancient temple villa? The wine there can only be drunk by disciples!"

"Little old Bucai, it is the enshrined swordsman of the Ancient Temple Villa!"

The Tang people put the wine on the ground and saluted again and smiled.

Lin Qianzai also walked over, looked at the people in front of him coming and going, and hurriedly asked.

"I don't know what the name of the store is?"

"Looking for autumn leaves in the next year, who is Your Excellency?"

Looking for a leaf in autumn, he saluted respectfully and smiled.

Lin Qianzai said: "Lin Qianzai! he is Yang Junde!"

"Senpai, how can you tell your real name......

Yang Junde let out a cold sweat and turned around and asked.

Lin Qianzai's eyes were deep, and he just shook his head slightly, signaling that Yang Junde didn't need to tremble.

Xunqiu Yiye opened the wine seal, first drank a few big sips for himself, and then gave it to Lin Qianzai, Lin Qianzai looked at the rippling five-colored wine in front of him, and drank it directly without thinking about it.

The wine has passed through the intestines, and it is inexhaustible, at this time, Lin Qianzai is getting happier and happier the more he drinks.

Yang Junde looked a little greedy, walked up to Lin Qianzai, and waited with his head held high.

Lin Qianzai looked at the rest of his eyes, and directly gave the remaining half of the altar to Yang Junde.

Looking for a leaf in autumn, his face turned slightly red, he took off his armor, looked at Lin Qianzai and said with a smile.

"It turned out to be the reincarnation of the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal, Xiao Lao had been in retreat in your previous life, when you came out of the mountain, you had already fallen, and the moon was full tonight, I don't know if you want to watch the Tang Sword Dance?"

Yang Junde drank all the wine, burped, collapsed to the ground, and clapped his hands for Lin Qianzai.

"Thousands of miles, Tang Jianwu, but the only clear stream in Xuanyun!

Lin Qianzai sat down cross-legged and nodded at Xunqiu Yiye.

Xunqiu Yiye's left hand became a sword finger, and he pointed at the sword on his waist, and a sword sheathed out, and the sword roared like a wave, spinning a few times in the air and returning to Xunqiu Yiye's hand.

"Looking for a wisp of copper in the night, two jars of fine wine! Take the sword and dance three dances and hand over the fresh water, there are three people to watch! Wonderful! Happy!"

The sword in Xunqiu Yiye's hand is like a streamer on a dancing girl, how chic and happy she is in front of Lin Qianzai and Yang Junde.

Lin Qianzai but the more he looked at it, the more sober he became, the sword dance of Xun Qiu Yiye was similar to his own gun skills, if he said that his gun skills were tangible and intentional, then Xun Qiu Yiye's sword dance was the heart that was quick to come out of his true intentions.

Lin Qianzai slowly closed his eyes, the gun in his hand turned into a sword, and those words of the sword spectrum that he was deep and difficult to understand suddenly broke away from the book and became a figure splashed out of ink, wielding the sword and walking as he pleased.

When Lin Qianzai opened his eyes, there was only Yang Junde's snoring in the backyard, and there was a note in his hand.

"The guest is too strong to drink, the little old man can't wake up, so he has to leave, we have a meeting in the mountains and rivers, and we have a fate to see you again!

Lin Qianzai put the note in the orb, looked up at the bright sky, pulled Yang Junde's beard, and woke him up.

"Let's go, there's a place!

Yang Junde rubbed his face, stretched his waist, and went out with Lin Qianzai.

Not long after they left the south of the city, they saw a few people dressed in white with a Hong character written on their backs, and they were surrounding someone, talking and laughing.

Lin Qianzai and Yang Junde approached quietly, and saw that those people were surrounding a man in cloth with a blue nose and swollen face.

"I said, you hit me, don't you lose money?"

One of the men, who had a spot on his body, pointed to his clothes, looked at the cloth-clothed man on the ground and asked.

"You are a cultivator, I am a common man, how can I bump into you! I don't have much money! My money is used to buy food! Really, really!"

"I said, this people, why do I sound so awkward about what you say here? My senior brother, are you asking for money? Huh?"

The other crouched on the ground, patted the cloth on the face, and asked angrily.

"Then why do you say that you lost money? You hit everything, right? Huh? Right?"

Buyi's face was full of questions, he bowed and said with a smile at the others.

"I think you still want to be beaten!" The man who was squatting on the ground waved his fist, and at this moment, Lin Qianzai and Yang Junde's faces darkened, and the two of them took out the rope that had been prepared long ago from their treasure beads as quickly as possible, looked at the people on the left and right, and rushed directly with the mask.

The fist was delayed, and the man in the cloth desperately held his head and shouted loudly.

"I'll give money, I'll give money!

Lin Qianzai watched Yang Junde drag a few dead dog-like white clothes towards the south of the city, and then squatted in front of Buyi, took out three gold coins and said in a hoarse voice.

"You don't have to give it, this is money, you said in the city that someone kidnapped the children of Hongmen Villa!"

The man in cloth raised his head and looked at the man with a ghost face, frightened, his face was moved to the side by the man in front of him, his eyes were open, because he saw the person who bullied him just now, his neck was covered with hemp rope, and he was dragged effortlessly by another person, he wiped the sweat on his head, took the three gold coins, and nodded in agreement.

Lin Qianzai smiled, let go of his hand, turned around and said back.

"Thank you!"