Fugui looked at Zhao Shanhe with a bitter and hateful look, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile, "Oh, senior, what a long spring dream you have made, look, this good tent in the crotch of your pants is indeed mighty, mighty..."

Zhao Shanhe, the person who said this, was ashamed for a while, stretched out his hand and slapped it a few times, blinked his cloudy old eyes, and said with a smile, "You are really, you actually aim where you shouldn't be, Lao Er This is the kung fu that has been cultivated for many years, I know no, I don't blow it to you at all, we are still at this age... Believe it or not... Even if you stand in the icy water, you can still control it..."

Fugui despised it very much in his heart, but his mouth was very sweet, "It's still the seniors, the cow is bigger, the old should be stronger, the old and the strong, the mouth is dry, come and take a sip..."

For this burly sunspot, Zhao Shanhe is not disgusted at all, but he thinks that Zhang Fugui's triangular eyes are ugly, but this guy is a guy who hides things in his eyes, and he is much stronger than his apprentices.

Stretched out his hand to take the wine gourd and poured a big mouthful, it was really refreshing, haha smiled, "It's still your son's heart, what is the matter with me here, don't worry, since you are following Chu Jingjue up the mountain, we are naturally good-tempered, we can live as long as we want... Don't bother with Songnian, I'm all spoiled... Don't worry, it's okay..."

Zhang Fugui moved his chair forward, with a smile on his face, and said, "It looks like you really have to stay for a while, this is the Sword Saint Gate, get up and the most on your mountain should be swordsmanship, hehe, we don't have that luxury, so we are looking for a hand to learn a protective kung fu, if the seniors can personally teach the two tricks, it is the best...."

After listening to Zhang Fugui's words, Zhao Shanhe, who was thin, frowned all of a sudden, pretended to sigh deeply, but didn't say anything, raised his head and poured wine, and didn't know what to drink about this spirit.

Zhang Fugui, who was just looking at the side, was a little cramped, and stroked the sweat on his forehead slightly,

He thought about it, he was idle in this Sword Saint Gate anyway, if he could get a water building or something, he didn't learn what swordsmanship to cry about, just a few moves, originally he was a stupid guy himself, and his fist and foot kung fu was just the king of the street, but he didn't think about the meaning of really entering the mountain gate of other people, which was very different from his thoughts when he was in Qingzhou,

Niu Er took care of the surprise on the Eagle Horn Cliff, but he and Changshou returned to the Sword Saint Gate, he felt that those disciples who were usually good with Li Songnian looked at themselves strangely, and then saw that everyone was hanging a sword, but Zhang Fugui felt very unhappy, for fear that a negligence would stumble on people, and when Li Songnian eased up, he would definitely find his own trouble,

How could he be on Chu Jingjue's side, but he didn't regard himself as a guest in the Sword Saint Gate at all,

If you want to learn the sword style from Chen Liujia, it is better to go closer to this Zhao Shanhe, who doesn't look like a predecessor at all, although this Zhao Shanhe is not famous enough, but how can he also be the junior disciple of the sword saint, in this way, the rich can also rest assured, because that sentence is not good, the famous teacher will produce a high apprentice, of course, he only learns one and a half moves, and he does not force it,

"Hehe, you want to learn something from me? You are looking for the right person, I don't brag to you at all, you just inquire about the Eagle Tail County under the mountain, my Zhao Shanhe's swordsmanship is the best, you also know that it is not, He Taifu is my senior brother, I think I was a character who often accompanied the sword saint back then, which is of course that my senior brother can make great progress, don't you know, if you don't go to the senior sister who can practice with the senior brother back then, I Zhao Shanhe, others can't go through the three moves, you know how good I am..."

Zhao Shanhe buckled his feet, and sniffed them carefully, the white beard on his face was sparse, and the robe that he hadn't changed for many years was shiny, and he couldn't tell that he was a master at all.

But Fugui rubbed his hands, and kept nodding his head to cater to him, "Yes, yes, you are a master, you must be a kendo master, otherwise how would you sit on the top spot in this Sword Saint Gate, we are naturally thunderous about your name, especially I, Zhang Fugui, I admire the style of my predecessors..."

Zhao Shanhe's eyebrows fluttered when he listened, that is called a happy, this stronger son in front of him is just a little bone-like, it really seems to be much inferior compared to Songnian, and it can be at the same level as Chen Liujia, hey, this is the condensation of qi triple cultivation, look at the age of seventeen or eighteen years old, it is more powerful, his face smiled into a sunflower, or autumn,

"Go, go, what a metaphor, how can it be called the top spot, aren't we some green forest occupying the mountain as the king, we are decent, that's... It's just a little shorter than the Dragon and Tiger Mountain on the other side, I don't know what you mean, you want to worship under my door, if you want to think so, you are wrong, I Zhao Shanhe accepts disciples, it is very strict..."

The old man shook his shoulders as he spoke, and his left hand reached in from the placket of his shirt and scratched it vigorously.

Look at the rich and rich itching, this old man's old face is really thick, he doesn't have that idea, but he said with a smile, "Mountains and rivers seniors, I think so, you see, you just secretly hand me a few tricks, and save me from being bored in the mountains, originally I could also go to find Liujia, but I look at Chen Liujia's craftsmanship is very bad, in this way, let's make a deal, recently I have some surplus in my hands, I give it to my seniors... Well, a hundred taels of silver, how are you..."

As he spoke, he had already taken out a piece of silver and tossed it in his hand, with a shrunken smile on his face,

But Zhao Shanhe, who was on the other side, only frowned, drooped his eyes, and said unhurriedly, "Hey, I remembered the past, you don't know, even in Zhongzhou City, there will be some young masters from big families who want to send them to our mountain every year, but it's a pity, I haven't seen a generous hand for many years, you are like this, three hundred taels, yes, just three hundred taels, I will pass you a few hands.... This sect has the rules of the sect, you know, this craft is not something that can be passed on casually, that's called no rules, can you think about it?"

Zhang Fugui suddenly smiled, "Medium... , it's just three hundred taels, let's decide, you just have to guide me to... Well, at least if you can beat Li Songnian, if you really can't beat it, I'll be content if I can pick up a few moves..."

Zhao Shanhe sighed for no reason, but he regretted it in his heart, this is the hell, it's going to be less, this son is also a monkey spirit guy,

Fugui handed over three ingots of silver, a total of three hundred taels, which was still milled from longevity.

I saw that the senior of Shanhe waved his right sleeve, but the silver disappeared, and he nodded and said, "Well, let's decide, you can rest assured, I can't do anything else, this swordsmanship, in short, you can relax, when you leave, I will make you a master..."

Fugui was satisfied, walked away, and said in his mouth, "Then let's start with the big queen, I will come to find the seniors after sleeping in the afternoon, and I will go to find Chen Liujia now, we haven't seen the great scenery in Jianmen Mountain twice..."

Zhao Shanhe, who was drinking behind him, didn't squirt out the wine in one gulp, is this a self-motivated martial artist, and when he is older, I see, this son named Zhang Fugui is also a fool,

For Zhao Shanhe, three hundred taels is already a lot, the situation on their sword gate in recent years is really miserable, no matter what sect it is, it always has its own income, but most of the children in the sword saint gate are sent by poor families to learn art, the silver is naturally not seen, and then the resources on the mountain, even their water has dried up, the reed stream is the recent turbulent water, the fertile fields under the mountain are even more barren, it is not difficult, it is very difficult, he sat alone in the house and poured fine wine, thinking that when the time comes, go down the mountain to get a few large jars of flower carvings for the senior sister to send up the mountain...

A bamboo raft was parked on the edge of Luxi, and a young man jumped down from it, not someone else but Jiang Cheng, this Sword Saint Gate and the Shifu are only separated by a canyon, except for the detour from Longhu Mountain to the Sword Saint Gate, and the bamboo raft from the Luxi is the most convenient, but no one in the Shifu has the mood to come to Jianmen Mountain to wander, and Jiang Cheng grew up on the bank of the Qingyang River, not only fishing, this bamboo raft is quite powerful,

When he left in a hurry that day, Jiang Cheng still lived in the teacher's mansion, this guy was a withdrawn character, although he didn't know what happened to Zhang Yuchu in shock, but he had already thought about it in his heart, and when he left in shock, he would follow him, and be an apprentice in the master's mansion, and he had received a lot of eyes from other junior brothers in the past half a year.

Today he wanted to come over and take a look, a young man on the mountain road turned his right leg, swaying to the mountain, this Jianmen Mountain can be seen everywhere peach blossoms, the peach trees on the side of the road are indeed alive, but Jiang Cheng is a little excited, running all the way, but he is still limping, but his face is smiling, he is carrying a bamboo pole, it has become a habit,

I didn't go far, but I saw a few peers of about the same age, and when I looked at the clothes, I thought they were disciples of the Sword Saint Sect on the mountain.

One of the chubby teenagers smiled at his companion, "Look, that's a Taoist priest, haha, he's still lame, hey, hey, hehe, hey

The chubby boy was dripping with snot, and he didn't know that the food in this Sword Saint Gate was very ordinary, but how did he make this person still eat bloated body,

"That's it, if you want a Taoist priest, isn't it from the teacher's mansion opposite, why are there still people coming to us... Let's stop that kid and ask..."

A skinny guy next to him has a hippie smiley face,

Three or five Sword Saint Sect disciples surrounded Jiang Cheng,

"Hey, what are you holding, bamboo poles, hehe, you won't be called flowers, why are you still playing with bamboo poles, bring them to me and see..."

The chubby young man stretched out his hand to pull the bamboo pole, but it was for Jiang Cheng to dodge, and said, "The fishing rod is for fishing, not for appreciation, I came here to find Chu and be surprised, you have seen it, it should be seen, it is a tall young man, that person is my friend, my name is Jiang Cheng, um..."

"Ahh

"That's it, Taoist priests are all bad Taoists, and I don't know what kind of spell they did, so they made our Jianmen Mountain so barren, it's difficult to eat some meat, and fishing, hey, son, you Chu is surprised that it's your friend, hehe, then we have to theorize today, your friend bullied our senior brother Songnian, should you give us as a friend, hehe... Grab his fishing rod!"

Jiang Cheng was a little dazed, his big eyes flickered, and he was even more unhappy to see the disciples of the Sword Saint Sect opposite, these people were either others or the disciples who were the most good friends with Senior Brother Li Songnian.

I met such a lame Taoist priest, but for no reason, they were a little domineering.

It's only to blame that the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Master Mansion on the opposite side is indeed envious and jealous of everyone, and he doesn't have that good life to give people to go up the mountain to cultivate, but he wants to fall into the Sword Saint Gate to be a swordsman,

"Don't rob it, I'll show you, if you really want to fish, I can teach you, and I'm surprised that you all know him, what's wrong with him..."

Jiang Cheng was still waiting for a good talk, but he gave someone a punch in the eye, and stumbled back, but the fishing rod in his hand was snatched by the chubby boy.

clicked, and actually gave this fat man a kick,

"Since we are Chu Jingjue's friends, we are naturally entertained, catch a fart fish, there are no fish in this water, beat him, and avenge Senior Brother Songnian, let's beat Chu Jingjue's friend can be regarded as angry with Senior Brother Songnian!"

These people hung swords on their waists, but no one pulled out their swords, and a few people kicked around Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng lay on the ground and held his head, without saying a word.

This scene reminded him of the time when he was in Qingzhou, and he would clean up like this, but now it was because he was surprised, he was in a hurry, but he muttered to himself in his heart,

"If it was just a beating, I wouldn't be angry..." 166 Reading Network