Qifengtai Shujian Pavilion is the place where the disciples of Tiejian Peak read and practice swords daily, it is very wide, it is newly decorated today, the two bronze swords in front of the door spit out five-colored clouds and mist in their mouths, fluttering and fluttering, lining the whole pavilion like a fairyland, it seems that it is not built on the mountain, but floating in the clouds.

The white lotus followed Jun Buqi tremblingly across the iron lock bridge, facing a huge iron sword straight inserted into the mountain stone, on the three big characters "Iron Sword Peak", the dragon flying phoenix dance, the iron painting silver hook, the sharp sword intent is pervasive. There was not a single plant around the iron sword, and the white lotus stepped on the top of the mountain with one foot, and suddenly felt a huge iron sword coming towards her, and she screamed in fright, retreated backwards, and was held by the fierce man.

Er Ya walked to the end, although the feeling was not as strong as that of the white lotus, but she was also shocked, and the corners of her forehead were already sweating, and she couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

"Hey, I said what are you doing with such a big sword here?"

Miss Xiaoyu said with a smile, this sword is the sword that her father used to preach with a sword, and her father is responsible for the defense of the sect, this sword is in line with her father's mind, and she stands on this road to prevent Xiaoxiao from sneaking in. At this time, seeing that the white lotus was frightened, he also felt that it was really inappropriate to stand up for such a sword here, and after listening to Erya's words, he was not angry in his heart, but he just smiled and explained.

"With the prestige of your father and son, who dares to sneak into your house to play without any trouble. Erya's mouth was high, and he looked unimpressed.

Jun didn't pay attention to Erya's sarcasm, just smiled and turned around to ask about the situation of the White Lotus.

Behind the iron sword was a narrow mountain path, which could only allow one carriage and horse to pass by, and the mountain and rock walls on both sides stood as if they had been cut open by the huge iron sword, and everyone stepped on it with Jun Buqi.

Early in the morning, many disciples came to Jun Wuyi, discussing that they should go to the mountain gate to greet them, but they were sent back by Jun Wuyi one by one. This kid is too flamboyant, but his body is not good, originally Yu Baixia was there, but he was more relieved and didn't care about him. At present, his most important disciple is not good all day long, if he still lets it go, who will protect him in the future?

Jun Buqi took the three of them along the mountain path with the White Lotus, although after these things, his heart has changed a lot, but his heart is not comfortable. Along the way, I didn't see a junior brother come to greet him, not to mention the little junior brother who defended himself the most on weekdays, even Zhao Si and Zhang Xun were nowhere to be seen. It was deserted everywhere, as if the peaks of the Nuoda Mountains were uninhabited.

Jun Buqi felt that something was wrong, could it be that he had left this period of time, what had happened in the peak? Thinking of this, he could no longer be calm, and his feet couldn't help but get up. The White Lotus and the others sensed Jun Buqi's anxiety, and each quickened their pace to follow.

All the way through the rock and the stream, I came to a grand high platform. Five-colored clouds and mist surround, the high platform made of white marble is covered in the meantime, on the four corners, four huge stone phoenixes are about to fly, a seven-fold pavilion stands on the high platform, Biwa Zhu eaves, the style is very.

The three of them came all the way, and what they saw in their eyes was already very shocking, and at this time, looking at the pavilion in the clouds, they felt like they were in a fairyland, and they couldn't help themselves.

Jun Buqi but did not care about these, this way did not see a disciple, servant, Jun Buqi has almost determined that something happened, this high platform in front of him is the place where the disciples in the peak on weekdays study, practice swords, the most crowded, Jun Buqi hurried here, there is still hope in his heart. At this time, when I got to the stage, looking at the high platform, Jun Buqi beat a drum in his heart, in the past, this high platform did not see clouds and mist, and he could see it at a glance from a distance. Today, clouds suddenly rose, and now that I am near, I still can't see the situation on the stage clearly.

After settling down, Jun Buqi was about to step forward, but was stopped by Mengzi reaching out. In the past two days with this young man, Mengzi has changed his opinion somewhat, although he is still a little embarrassed, but his flamboyant temperament has been restrained a lot, and sometimes he knows that thinking about others is not as annoying as when he first met in the clouds.

This time, he warmly invited the three of himself to come as guests, and there was no shelf of the young master of Sword Peak, and Mengzi could feel that the young man regarded the three of him as friends. Right now, all the way, even the largest Er Ya also felt that something was wrong, the high platform clouds were covered in fog, and I didn't know what was hidden, how could the fierce son let Jun Buqi take risks alone?

Although Jun Buqi grew up in Jianfeng, he often went to do some tasks, but most of them were accompanied by him, and he didn't need to make any effort, although he had learned swordsmanship for many years, but he had no experience in facing the enemy, and at this time he was stopped by Mengzi, and some looked at Mengzi suspiciously, and some didn't know why.

Mengzi didn't care about him, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a small scorpion appeared in the palm of his hand, the scorpion was green and blue, but it was hazy, it couldn't be seen really, and it didn't seem to be real. As soon as the little green scorpion landed, it hurriedly crawled into the fog.

Jun Buqi also saw the scorpion, small and exquisite, dream-like, and should be a magic weapon, some surprised to look at the fierce son, thinking that these people are not like children who grew up in the mountain village no matter how they talk or see, this young man not only rescued himself from such a sinister prison, but now he has taken out such a magic weapon, what is his identity?

Huo Dameng didn't know what Jun Buqi was thinking, so he concentrated and manipulated the green scorpion all the way upstream. The platform is very high, and the green scorpion is small, and it took a while to go up to the high platform. Huo Dameng didn't dare to move around at will, and walked around the wall and corner with the green scorpion.

On the high platform, the clouds and mist are not so thick, the gauzy mist flows, lining the high platform like a dream, many people in white have smiles on their faces, they are rushing back and forth, dozens of tables are placed in the middle, which are full of melons and fruits, wine and vegetables, and no one in the whole high platform notices the small green scorpion in the corner.

Huo Dameng opened his eyes and patted Jun Buqi's shoulder, signaling that everything was safe. Jun Buqi was stunned for a moment, then jumped up suddenly, and ran to the stage cheering. Tie Jianfeng's more than a dozen junior brothers, except for Yu Baixia, have all arrived today, although the master scolded fiercely, but which of these senior brothers does not know the master's temper? Just as they were about to rest for a while, they suddenly heard someone shouting from under the high stage, and everyone's expressions changed, this voice was too familiar, it was the voice of the vampire. One by one, they were about to step forward, but they saw the young man dancing, shouting loudly for his father, and running towards the pavilion.

Everyone was a little stunned, and when they saw that three more young men and women came to the stage, all the brothers thought that this must be the henchmen of the vampire who had befriended outside, and they all tacitly turned around and were busy with their own things for a while, but they didn't see each other.

Jun Wuyi was sitting in the hall sipping tea, thinking to himself what kind of expression would that bastard look like when he came back later, and what would he do to see such a desertion in the peak? What would he do? Will he worry about himself? Will he be afraid? The tea that Jun Wuyi held in his hand was already cold, but he didn't realize it at all, he just stared at the wall in a daze. Jun Wuyi didn't want to discipline his children all these years, but whenever he thought of Ping'er, he was always ruthless.

With a long sigh, Jun Wuyi put down the teacup, wiped the corners of his eyes, and thought in his heart that he was really old, and he often recalled the past recently, and remembered those faces that had long since gone, clear, unclear, happy, and resentful.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the voice of a young man outside calling out to his father, getting closer and closer.

Jun Wuyi was a little stunned, this voice was that bastard, but this voice was so warm, Jun Wuyi was a little suspicious that he had just thought too much, so that he had hallucinations? Jun Wuyi's face sank, and he stretched out his hand to pull it, but suddenly stopped, the last time this child was so coquettish was only seven years old, although he was arrogant and indulged in him over the years, but this child has gradually drifted away from himself, and he has become more and more separated. Maybe it's because I've been working hard all day on the affairs of the sect all these years and ignoring this child's feelings. Jun Wuyi slowly took his arm around his son, and his tearful eyes showed a smile.

After listening to Jun Buqi's words about what happened in prison, although Jun Wuyi didn't have much, even the White Lotus could feel the sharp qi in this Sword Pavilion gradually rising. I heard that the beautiful girl in white was the White Lotus, Jun Wuyi's face finally showed a smile, and his gaze at the White Lotus was very soft, but the White Lotus blushed when he saw it.

Looking at Jun Buqi's attitude towards the White Lotus, and then looking at the master's expression, the senior brothers still couldn't see any clues, one by one, they gathered around the front and back, serving tea and pouring water, adding wine and vegetables. The White Lotus sat there and bowed frequently, constantly thanking her, but it was a little like sitting on pins and needles, secretly looking at Mengzi and Erya, who expected that the two of them only bowed their heads to eat and drink, and ignored themselves, and the White Lotus secretly scolded the traitor in her heart.

Lu Xuanran listened to what Li Qing said, and also realized the seriousness of the matter, hurriedly said goodbye to Wen Wan, went to Wei Chen, ordered the soldiers and horses, and instructed Li Qing and Mantou to find a fierce son and they hurried to meet.

Tiejian Peak is located in the northwest of Jianfeng, some distance from Yunzhong Stream, looking at the sky and the sun is already westward, I am afraid that it is close to Shenshi. Li Qing and Mantou stepped up and walked to a secluded place, Li Qing spread his wings, and Mantou stepped on Xiao Ash. The two brothers looked at each other in amazement, laughed together, and galloped away.

Er Ya really can't see it, although these people are enthusiastic, but one by one they always persuade to drink, if it goes on like this, won't the White Lotus get drunk? Er Ya helped push left and right, and several times he had crossed his waist and shouted, and Jun Buqi also felt that it was inappropriate, and frequently maintained it on the side. Persisting until Shen, the White Lotus was still a little drunk, holding her forehead, her eyes a little confused.

"Young master, let's help the lotus girl go in and rest. Zhao Si ran from the side with a smile on his face and said to Jun Buqi.

"Rest, rest, what? I don't think you're at ease. When Erya saw Zhao Si, her anger rose, she flew forward, and kicked Zhao Si away with just one kick, she couldn't forget what happened in Yunzhongjian, this guy still wanted to tease herself at that time.

"No, you should help the lotus girl to rest. Jun Wuyi said with a smile to his son. Originally, it was planned for his son to take some effort to get close to the woman in Dingbian, but when the two of them had a round house and healed the disease, the woman's life or death did not matter. However, when he saw the White Lotus, Jun Wuyi really liked it, and when he saw his son's expression, he was afraid that he had already moved his heart, so he thought about taking this opportunity to achieve good things.

Erya stepped forward to stop him, but was blocked by several senior brothers, and when he saw Mengzi on the side, he also changed his face and stood up.