Yu Chishuo is a steady and cautious person, and he has always respected the bigwigs of Xuantianmen. Needless to say, the sect master and the elders, the first and first seats below are all called uncles to show their closeness. Among them, only Chen Jianwei is an exception.

The Uncle Zhu and Uncle Qin he is talking about now are respectively the first Zhu Xici Peak of Qidou Mountain and the first Qin Jian of the Hanging Moon Peak of Biwu Mountain.

Both of them are women, and they are also the only two women among the Xuantianmen bosses.

Zhu Xici and Qin Jian have always had a good relationship, and it is not strange that they came together, but I don't know what is important when they visit together today?

Yu Chishuo was guessing in his heart, and Bi Ge Fu had already stood up and said, "I'll go ahead and meet them." ”

The two real people came together, and it was a bit unpolite to receive them in this remote apse. The disciples in front must have invited the two real people into the teahouse next to the main hall according to the usual practice, and only then came here to report the news.

Yu Chishuo bowed his head and retreated to the door, letting Bi Ge go out.

Unexpectedly, Bi Ge had just stepped out of the threshold, but suddenly stopped and beckoned Yu Chishuo to step forward.

"You go and invite the two real people to the Sword Casting Pavilion, and say that I will wait for them there."

"Yes." Yu Chishuo was a little curious.

Shizun's hurried footsteps just now were clearly about to rush to the front hall, and for some reason he suddenly changed his mind, but this was not what he should ask.

Therefore, after watching Bi Ge Fu walk towards the Sword Casting Pavilion, Wei Chishuo first asked the disciple who had just reported the news to prepare some tea and send it to the Sword Casting Pavilion, and then hurried to the front hall to inform the two visiting guests that the host had changed the location of the hospitality.

The scenery of Yinge Peak is very good, there are towering mountains, there are vast snow ridges, there are ten thousand stone walls, and there are also pine streams. It's just that Yinge Peak has always been a place of martial arts, and the architectural style is more inclined to be atmospheric and broad, and the main hall is a little cold and hard.

Yu Chishuo thought, maybe this is the reason why Shizun wants to entertain the two real people in the Sword Casting Pavilion.

But Bi Ge is actually a person who doesn't appreciate the scenery very much, and has never shown a love for any of the landscapes in the thousand-mile territory of Yinge Peak. All of a sudden, it is indeed a surprise thing to play cards that do not follow common sense.

When Wei Chishuo saw Zhu Xici and Qin Jian, the two real people, and reported to them the meaning of Bi Ge Fu, he knew that it was not only himself and Yin Gefeng's disciples who were surprised.

Qin Jian put down the tea cup in his hand, and it was difficult to hide the color in his eyes.

Wei Chishuo quietly raised his eyes to look at Zhu Xici.

Xici Peak and Yinge Peak, both under the jurisdiction of Qidou Mountain, Xici Peak is located in the west, Yinge Peak is in the south, and the two peaks are adjacent.

This Zhu Zhenren is also an old neighbor of Yinge Peak, Wei Chishuo has been in the house for twelve years, and he has not seen any contact between the two peaks. However, the relationship is not bad.

In Xuantianmen, the only one who has a bad relationship with Yinge Peak should be Zhiyun Peak. Of course, the relationship between Zhiyun Peak and any peak is not very good.

These thoughts crossed Wei Chishuo's mind, and when he saw Zhu Xici straighten his sleeves, he stood up squarely, and said to Qin Jian: "In this case, then let's go, don't let Senior Brother Bi wait for a long time." ”

Yu Chishuo secretly raised his eyebrows, wondering if Zhu Zhenren's words had a deep meaning. Could it be that they were slacking off Yin Gefeng, or were they annoyed by the sudden change of place of the master.

However, fortunately, although Zhu Zhenren's face was cold, he would not embarrass the disciples below.

She calmly said to Yu Chishuo: "I remember that your name is Yu Chishuo, right?" Then I'll have to bother you to lead the way. ”

Wei Chishuo didn't expect Zhu Xici to know his name.

I don't know how these two real people are in front of their disciples, in Wei Chishuo's impression, both of them are very silent people, especially Qin Zhenren.

Although Zhu Xi Zhu Zhenren occasionally spoke, there was a coldness in his eyebrows, and his words were not warm. In the twelve years since he started, Wei Chishuo didn't say a word to this uncle, but he didn't expect her to pronounce her name. Not only that, but to be so polite to him.

Yu Chishuo said "don't dare", exited the door, and slightly sideways to take the two real people to the Sword Casting Pavilion.

He leaned over and walked in front of him, and behind the hall there was a fork in the road leading to the mountain. Inevitably, the two distinguished guests made a mistake, and Wei Chishuo stepped up the long stairs on the left a little faster, but found that before he reminded him, Zhu Xici did not hesitate to turn on the road with him.

I wish the real person knows the way.

Wei Chishuo's eyebrows moved slightly, but he continued to walk forward quietly, leading the way for the two real people.

Zhu Xici glanced at the back of the disciple in front of him lightly, and thought to himself, if at this time, it was the disciple named Jiang Linxian under his own door who led the way, and he would definitely talk all the way, greeting his uncle and the senior sisters and sisters under his uncle's name, and inquiring about the sisters and sisters in his uncle's family, and secondly, introducing the mountains and rivers here.

Thinking of this, a shallow smile appeared on her lips.

However, Yu Chishuo does not have Jiang Linxian's out-of-the-box personality. He didn't talk much, his voice was clear, and only occasionally the word "please" popped up at the corner, and when he encountered the excellent landscape of Yinge Peak, he also had a sentence or two of introduction.

Everything is just right and makes people feel comfortable. It doesn't seem overly enthusiastic or cold.

When the three of them arrived at the Sword Casting Pavilion, even Qin Jian Zhenren, who had always looked cold, showed a hint of an approving smile at Yu Chi Shuo.

The sword-casting pavilion is on a stone cliff on the west side of the main hall, the north is close to the high mountain, the southeast is a deep ravine and valley, the west is a cliff that is dozens of zhang high, the gray and white rock is like a long sword out of the sheath, so it is called the sword-casting pavilion.

In the middle of winter, Yinge Peak, located in the north of Xuantianmen, snows for days, and the mountains are dyed with a layer of snow. Looking southeast from the Sword Casting Pavilion, the distant mountains are continuous, and the snow is piled up, like a prone white jade dragon.

There is a mountain in the north of the sword casting pavilion, there is a cliff in the west, just block the raging cold wind, there is no snow on the pavilion, but you can boil wine and cook tea to enjoy the snow scene.

Yu Chi Shuo said in his heart, it seems that Shizun knows all the scenery of Yinge Peak, and has chosen such a good place to enjoy the scenery.

Even Zhu Xici couldn't help but say: "I can see the sky and the earth is wide between pitches, and the sunset is clear and snowy." Senior Brother Bi is so Yaxing! ”

After successfully completing the task, Wei Chishuo, who was standing outside the pavilion and was about to leave, paused when he heard this. Now except for some disciples in Xuantianmen who are still in retreat and don't know about foreign affairs, who doesn't know that accidents occur frequently, Zhu Zhenren is satirizing the master?

Bi Ge is making a cup of tea, a fragrant spiritual tea.

The water is the cold spiritual spring water on the Yinge Peak, and the tea is the good Chongmei Qingshen Qin Bone Tea concocted by Elder Xuanming, which has the effect of washing the marrow and cutting the tendons. These are all prepared by Wei Chishuo.

Bi Ge is the respect of the Martial King, and his strength is second to none among the monks in Xuantianmen and even the Shengzhou Continent, so naturally he doesn't need these teas, and he doesn't like to drink tea, or rather, he almost never eats or drinks.

Yu Chishuo was a little pity, Elder Xuan Ming would send people to bring the latest concocted new tea every season every year, but Bi Ge never used it. Of course, none of these spiritual teas were wasted, and they were all consumed by the disciples of Yin Gefeng.

However, Wei Chishuo didn't expect that Master Bi Ge Fu, who had never drunk tea, would be able to make good tea, and his eyes suddenly straightened.

Sensing Wei Chishuo's gaze, Bi Ge glanced faintly, and saw that his steady and dignified disciple avoided it in a little panic and fled.

Yu Chishuo's footsteps can be called a hasty escape from the Sword Casting Pavilion. Today, there were so many things on Bigo's body that he hadn't seen before that made him feel a little dazed.

Zhu Xici didn't wait for Bi Ge to say hello, sat down on his left side, and gestured to Qin Jian to sit too, his posture casually did not look like he was a guest.

Qin Jian was also speechless at her anti-guest performance, and bowed slightly to Bi Ge before sitting down opposite Zhu Xici.

"You scared the kid away." As soon as Zhu Xici opened his mouth, he accused Bi Ge.

Bi Ge calmly poured two cups of plum-scented tea, and served them to Zhu Xici and Qin Jian respectively, before retorting: "I was obviously scared away by your words." ”

Qin Jian squeezed the teacup's hand for a moment.

If it weren't for what I saw with my own eyes and heard with my own ears, who would have thought that the two first seats on Qidou Mountain, one martial king and one real person, would have a conversation like a child with a sense of anger and blame each other?

She suddenly felt that she had made the wrong trip today. No, I shouldn't have come at all.

Qin Jian sipped fragrant tea lightly, and his eyes looked at the mountains and snow outside the fence.

The weather was fine after the snow, and at dusk, the sun shone on the snow of the mountains, and the white jade dragon faintly glowed with golden light, becoming a golden dragon. Compared with his own Hanging Moon Peak, the scenery has another atmosphere.

Zhu Xi's words were not shocking, and he looked at the delicate and unique teacup, and said: "Water is good water, tea is good tea, and even the cup is the thin fetal jade porcelain that Uncle Pottery spent a lot of time burning." ”

The glaze of the teacup in Zhu Xici's hand is clear, and you can even see the brightly colored plum blossoms inside through the wall of the cup.

Storage Tao Zhenren is an idle elder, because living in the Songhe Palace is too idle, he has developed a preference for burning porcelain, and loves to study all kinds of porcelain, after firing, he not only gives it to Xuantianmen, but also exchanges it with other sects as a valuable gift.

However, this pottery storage real person has been feathered not long ago, so the porcelain he made with his own hands has been fried in the Xuantian Gate more expensive than the elixir that washes the muscles and marrow.

After all, the elixir can be refined, but the porcelain of the real pottery is a posthumous work and cannot be renewed.

Zhu Xici's words sounded like he was praising Yin Gefeng's thoughtful hospitality.

Qin Jian silently put down the teacup. Because she knows that there is still a word for the celebration, and at this time, you must not drink tea.

Sure enough, Zhu Xici put down the teacup and said disgustedly: "But I'm already tired of drinking this heavy plum tea." Why don't you change the wine! ”

Qin Jian felt that Zhu Xici was picking thorns everywhere, and he wondered in his heart: This is different from what we said in advance.

Didn't you say that you came to talk about things, how did you find all the faults?

Qin Jian gestured with his eyes to congratulate Xi Xi, and said in a round: "Senior Brother Bi's craftsmanship is very good, and this heavy plum tea is flushed out with the cold spiritual spring of Yinge Peak, which is also a unique taste. ”

Bi Ge put out a pot of wine and three small glasses: "Night is coming, it's time to cook wine and enjoy the snow!" ”

Qin Jian resolutely shut up.

The sunset reflects the snow, and the atmosphere is harmonious. In the foggy hidden realm, Yang Jun once again scolded the big vulture for a bloody head. (To be continued.) )