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Ziqiong Mountain is located in the southern part of the country, and it is not a famous mountain and river, but the mountain scenery is also quite beautiful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If the Luofeng Mountain, which has more than ten peaks, is steep and majestic, then Ziqiong Mountain is fresh and elegant.

A marble paved road zigzags through the mountains, sometimes revealing one or two sections under the shade of layers of verdant pine forests, like a white river coiling through the mountain forest.

The pavilions and pavilions lean on the bank of the white river, and show one or two corners between the pines, which are antique and gratifying.

From the mountainside to the top of the mountain, a forest of buildings rises, five steps on the first floor, ten steps on a pavilion, each leaning on the topography, reflecting each other, between the pavilions and pavilions is a corridor that twists and turns, like a maze in general, dazzling.

The river that leads down from the top of the mountain is surrounded by pavilions and buildings, or a trickle, or a bubbling spring, or a flying waterfall, or a still water mirror lake.

The stone and wooden high and low bridges cross the waves, like dragons and snakes zigzag and swim, soaring clouds and fog, and like rainbows in the sky, which is dazzling.

When this crisp and beautiful mountain color gradually came into Chu Feng's eyes, Chu Feng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The scenery was so familiar to him, he had lived here for seven years, practiced for four years, and it was almost full of memories of his childhood.

He even remembered clearly what kind of flowers bloomed in every col in this mountain, and the once vague memories became extremely vivid and clear at this moment.

His father, Chu Shu, was originally the chef of a town restaurant under Ziqiong Mountain, with first-class skills, and he was also somewhat famous.

Chu Feng's mother died of illness when he was seven years old, leaving only a vague impression in Chu Feng's memory.

Soon after his mother's death, Chu Shu felt the weakness and fragility of life, so he had the heart of cultivation, so he took Chu Feng to Ziqiong Mountain.

It's just that Chu Shu is too old and has mediocre qualifications, and his cultivation is destined to achieve nothing, so Sanmiao Palace is not willing to recruit Chu Shu as a disciple, but feels that Chu Shu's cooking skills are first-class, so he left Chu Shu in the palace as the chef.

And after Chu Feng followed his father up the mountain, he saw the people of Sanmiao Palace practicing, and saw these monks flying freely in the sky, as free as birds, as a mortal who could only step on the earth, he would inevitably feel a trace of envy in his heart.

Sometimes, the young Chu Feng sat in front of the door of the back kitchen, watching those monks fly for a day.

All this was seen by Chu Shu, who has always been taciturn.

So, as a father, Chu Shu knelt in front of the ancestral hall of Sanmiao Palace on a night of heavy rain, and begged Lu Muzhi, the head of the sect, to take his son under his door.

This kneeling is three days.

Lu Muzhi saw that Chu Feng's qualifications were too poor, and he was unwilling to accept apprentices, but Luo Xing, the master of the Guiyuan lineage who had never had a disciple, thought that Chu Shu had done his best for Sanmiao Palace over the years, and Chu Feng was an honest child, so he came forward to solve this problem for Lu Muzhi and accepted his first disciple for many years and his only disciple.

Dad, I'm back.

Master, I'm back.

"Sanmiao Palace, the great faction of the ancients, was once extremely prosperous, and now it has returned to this ancestral court, and the vicissitudes of life are really suffocating. Feng Qiwu sighed and said.

Chu Feng frowned and looked at Feng Qiwu and said, "What happened to Sanmiao Palace in the past?"

The past of Sanmiao Palace Chu Feng was not very clear, Luo Xing had never mentioned it to him, and the books he read had never involved the rise and fall of these sects, so Chu Feng really didn't know.

"Sanmiao Palace was established 32,000 years ago by a senior named Ping Yuxu, who was a profound cultivator and seemed to be the Great Emperor.

It was Lu Yu who answered, although he was not the highest in terms of cultivation among the four, but in terms of experience and knowledge, Feng Qiwu was far inferior to him.

But soon after, Ping Yuxu's predecessor died, and this history is too far away, and the specific details are no longer verifiable. However, the three exercises left by Ping Yuxu's predecessors are quite mysterious, and even if his predecessors died, his disciples also inherited his career and developed the Sanmiao Palace. ”

"The heyday of Sanmiao Palace was as famous as the big factions of Aojian Cave Heaven, Tiangong Mansion, Xingchen Island, and Canghai Pavilion that was still in Yangzhou at that time, and at its peak, it even overwhelmed each faction and was proud of one side. ”

"More than 3,000 years ago, when the Sanmiao Palace reached its peak, the entire Sanmiao Palace lost control, acted recklessly, neglected the major factions in the world, and even hurt people if they didn't agree with each other. ”

"The factions came to Sanmiao Palace to ask for an explanation, and Sanmiao Palace was not only unfair at that time, but shielded and connived, making all parties in the world full of resentment against Sanmiao Palace, so they formed an alliance and jointly crusaded against Sanmiao Palace. ”

"Under the repeated fierce battles, the power of the Sanmiao Palace collapsed, almost all the masters were killed and injured, and some of the remaining disciples were no longer in the climate, so they could only retreat to their birthplace, the ancestral court Ziqiong Mountain. ”

"Originally, the alliance of various factions had the intention to completely destroy the Sanmiao Palace, but it has always been friendly with the Sanmiao Palace, and it seems to have a relationship with the Sanmiao Palace, but the Canghai Pavilion, which stayed out of the matter in this battle, suddenly proposed to withdraw from the Central Plains and move to the South China Sea, as a condition to exchange the incense continuation of the Sanmiao Palace. ”

"At that time, it didn't matter to the factions whether or not they destroyed the Sanmiao Palace, the large amount of territory grabbed from the Sanmiao Palace, and the vacant territory vacated by the Canghai Pavilion from the Central Plains were the most important for the factions, so the alliance of the factions agreed to the conditions of the Canghai Pavilion. ”

Since then, Canghai Pavilion has retreated to the South China Sea and has not asked about the world, and Sanmiao Palace has completely declined under the successive talent blockades, and there is no longer the style of the past. ”

Lu Yu said, and couldn't help but sigh, quite emotional: "But the decline of Sanmiao Palace is indeed self-inflicted, no wonder others."

Chu Feng couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this, he never knew about the decline of the Sanmiao Palace...... That's the reason.

If it declines in this way, then no one is to blame, but only yourself.

"No more gossip. Zhu Yuntong, who cherished words like gold along the way, finally spoke, seeing that he was about to arrive at Sanmiao Palace, and then talking about Sanmiao Palace's gossip, he was listened to by the disciples of Sanmiao Palace, which was really hurtful and angry.

The four of them also knew about it, and even if they shut up and didn't say anything more, only Chu Feng's mood was a little complicated.

After a while, Zhu Yuntong led everyone to fall in front of the mountain gate of Sanmiao Palace, and looked up to be a gatehouse carved with dragons and phoenixes, and directly engraved on the stone wall with strong true qi, three big characters with deep pen power and elegant and fresh structure: Sanmiao Palace.

The edges of these three words have been etched by the wind and rain and the years, and I don't know when they were written here.

The more than ten disciples guarding the mountain gate saw Zhu Yun and others landing at the door, their faces changed in unison, and they all looked at the disciples who were in charge of guarding the mountain gate, Pu Licheng, the second disciple of Xuanxin.

Pu Licheng looks like he is thirty years old, his expression is solemn, and his every move gives people a sense of calm and reliability.

In fact, in the Xuanxin lineage, although the eldest disciple is Mu Shaoen, in terms of prestige and popularity, Pu Licheng is far above Mu Shaoen.

Pu Licheng stepped forward slowly, clasped his fists and saluted: "Dare to ask you, are you the seniors and senior brothers of Fengming Villa?"

The robes of Fengming Villa are all unified fiery red robes, with gold-edged phoenix patterns, flamboyant and graceful, which can not be recognized.

Zhu Yuntong bowed slightly and returned the courtesy, and said, "Zhu Yuntong, the second elder of Fengming Villa, led four disciples to visit. ”

Pu Licheng's expression changed slightly, the second elder of Fengming Villa?

Isn't the second elder Liu Ji, when did he become a person named Zhu Yuntong?

But Pu Licheng glanced at the four people behind Zhu Yuntong, and immediately saw Feng Qiwu.

Although Feng Qiwu is not the top genius in the world, after all, his identity is not ordinary, and there are not a few people who know him, Pu Licheng no longer hesitated at the moment, motioned to many disciples to give way to the mountain, and turned sideways to give way, "Seniors and senior brothers, please come with me." ”

As he spoke, Pu Licheng personally led the way in front and led everyone up the mountain.

While Chu Feng was going up the mountain, he looked around at the mountain that occupied half of his life.

To be honest, Chu Feng's legs are actually a little soft, a little panicked, a little blocked, and a little happy.

The mountains and lakes have not changed in the slightest, and my father should not have changed at all, right? Master, is he still okay? Senior Brother Mu has been okay all these years?

Chu Feng thought about it, but heard Liu Yu's voice ringing in his head: "Senior brother, are you okay?"

Chu Feng turned his head and saw that Liu Yu's gentle eyes were full of comfort, and Chu Feng immediately showed a smile full of apologies.

Everyone walked along the mountain road for about a stick of incense, and finally came to the main hall at the top of the mountain, where the elders of the Sanmiao Palace, who had already received the news from the disciple's flight, were waiting here.

Chu Feng was stunned when he saw the person who was waiting for him—Luo Xing.

No matter how bad the Guiyuan lineage is, you can't let the lord of the Luoxing Dynasty be the one who welcomes guests, right?

Chu Feng's heart trembled, and he immediately took half a step forward, wanting to say hello to this master who opened a door for himself when everyone was unwilling to accept him, and let him enter the world of monks.

However, as soon as Chu Feng raised his foot, he was pulled by Liu Yusheng, and Chu Feng reacted that he was not Chu Feng now, but Chu Xiwu.

"Fengming Villa Zhu Yuntong has seen the Lord of the Luo Xing Vein. ”

Although Zhu Yuntong claimed that he didn't like the number of courtesies, he was still very thoughtful about Luo Xing's courtesies, and he would see them when they met.

Luo Xing smiled slightly, and returned the salute seriously: "Heh, it's been a long time since I was fine." ”

It seems that Luo Xing and Zhu Yuntong seem to have known each other for a long time, and they have a good relationship.

Zhu Yuntong bowed his head slightly and did not speak again.

"Star Island, the Heavenly Gongfu and the Proud Sword Cave Heaven have all arrived, please come with me. Luo Xing said and turned around, leading the way.

Chu Feng only found out at this time that the master's back seemed to be even more clumsy, like a candle flame in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

The two walked and talked, Chu Feng and the others silently followed behind the two, and entered the Sancai Hall of the Patriarch Hall of the Sanmiao Palace, and saw the Xuanxin One Vein Master, the Sanmiao Palace Master Lu Muzhi, and the Tianbu One Vein Master Zu Gong sitting in the first place, and the left and right columns, there were already three elders sitting - among these people, there were Chu Feng's old acquaintances - Yi Susu and Mo Xuanyu of Xingchen Island.

Among the other two, one is Mo Wen of the Proud Sword Cave Heaven, and the other is Ou Kai of the Heavenly Crafts Mansion.

There were two disciples of the Proud Sword Cave Heaven standing behind Mo Wen, who were familiar to Chu Feng, both of whom they had seen in the Sword Garden before, one was Yun Pu and the other was Zhou Nan.

When the two saw the group of Fengming Villa, they also bowed their heads slightly, which can be regarded as a friendship that they have met.

None of the disciples of the Heavenly Gongfu standing behind Ou Kai had been seen by Chu Feng, so they were not familiar with it.

And behind Lu Muzhi, there was Mu Shaoen with an indifferent face, but behind Zu Gong was empty, and there was no one.

Mu Shaoen was stunned when he saw Zhu Yun and the same group, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his ice-like face, but he quickly disappeared.

"Heh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Zhu, it's really rare to see it. Ou Kai smiled and got up to arch his fist, but his expression was a little stiff.

Zhu Yun nodded, looked at Yi Susu and bowed slightly, "Senior Yi," and then returned the salute to Ou Kai, "Senior Brother Ou, I haven't seen you for a hundred years." ”

As he spoke, Zhu Yuntong stopped in the seat next to Mo Wen and saluted, "Senior Mo." ”

Mo Wen nodded a little arrogantly, which was considered a return gift.

Zhu Yuntong sat down, and Luo Xing walked to the main seat and sat down on the chair corresponding to Zu Gong, and the back was also generally empty.

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