Linqing City. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Compared with Qingshui, a subordinate county town, Linqing City, as the center of the region, is more prosperous, horizontal and vertical, countless streets, densely packed, tall houses from a bird's eye view. One of these areas is an exquisite mansion covering several acres.

Although the area is not large, there are countless exotic flowers and plants planted in it, and next to the artificial lake, there is a three-story pavilion.

In the room on the third floor, the thousand-faced Langjun respectfully presented the iron sword to the gray-haired old man.

"Helmsman, the little one is fortunate to be dishonored, and he has taken the sword of the Immortal View that you wanted."

"Oh, that's good."

The gray-haired old man stroked his beard, took the iron sword with his eyes blazing, and gently stroked it with his fingers.

"If it weren't for the coincidence, the old man wouldn't have thought that there would be such an extraordinary magic weapon in this small concept of immortality!"

The old man said, turned around and asked the extremely burly man standing behind him in a muffled voice: "Tie Shan, do you know what is extraordinary about this sword?" ”

The burly man called Tieshan gives people a feeling of oppression in every move, and he is definitely a grandmaster-level master. However, in front of the thin old man, his expression has always been very deferential, and he who is fortunate enough to see the old man make a move knows very well how terrible the old man is.

"Helmsman, Tie Shan doesn't know the specifics, but I've heard rumors that the Immortal Temple was fortunate to get the guidance of the immortals back then, could it be that this sword ......?"

"Hehehehe, exactly," the old man smiled, and his palm gently urged the internal force to pour into the sword body: "The old man met a strange person back then, although he didn't have the fate to worship the beginner, but he was also fortunate to learn the introductory method. I have been at the peak of the second product for a long time, and I have never had the opportunity to break into the first product. The essence of cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts is cultivation. The old man now only hopes to break through the realm with the help of this sword. ”

I didn't expect this sword to be left by the gods, looking at the serious appearance of the helmsman, is there really a god in this world?

Thousand-faced Langjun lowered his head, shocked. He is also well-informed, and he has heard of those strange people in the township who subdue demons and subdue demons, but he always feels that three points are true and seven points are false. Now when I hear the helmsman actually talk about this big secret in front of him, I feel a little shocked and a little happy, which shows that the helmsman trusts him very much.

Tie Shan also took a deep look at Tie Jian and said, "The rudder major is profound, and breaking through the first grade is just a matter of pushing the boat along the water." ”

"I hope so," the white-haired old man urged his internal force according to the law taught by the strange man in the early years, but he didn't feel any response from above.

Could it be that this law is too lowly to urge this immortal artifact?

The old man frowned, a little annoyed, his eyes swept to the body of the sword, and he found that the hilt of the sword was written "made in the ninth year of Xuanhe", this sword was only cast this year, and it was not the sword of the head of the Immortal Temple at all.

"Hmph," he snorted heavily, snorting his sword on the ground with a clatter, smashing a small hole into the ground.

"Waste, this sword is not the sword of the Immortal View at all!"

"What?"

Thousand-faced Langjun suddenly broke into a cold sweat, he had heard of the helmsman's methods, and suddenly fell to his knees with a thud: "The helmsman is angry, please give his subordinates another day, and his subordinates promise to get back what you want this time!" ”

"Three days, three days I have to see things, otherwise, you won't have to come." After speaking, the gray-haired old man waved his hand.

"Yes, my subordinates will take their leave."

Thousand-faced Langjun saluted, after coming out of the room, he only felt that his back was soaked with sweat, he hurriedly went to the stables to lead the fastest horse, and galloped towards the immortal temple.

The distance between the city and the subordinate counties was not far away, and Qianmian Langjun hurried desperately, and finally came to the Immortal Temple at night. His luck was not bad, and Qingmingzi, who had lost all his gambling money, also returned to the Taoist temple and slept in bed and clothes.

The candles in the room went out suddenly. "Squeak", the door was opened, and Qingmingzi was just about to ask, when a pair of big hands suddenly covered his mouth and nose.

"Poisonous?!"

A sentence flashed in Qingmingzi's heart, and the whole person fainted directly.

When I woke up again, I was already in a long-abandoned mountain temple, and in front of me stood a man wearing a strange face, looking very crazy in the night.

"You...... Who are you? ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, let me ask you, where is the sword of the head of your immortal view?"

Thousand-faced Langjun held an awl in his hand, slammed into Qingmingzi's thighs, and asked viciously: "Say it quickly!" ”

Qingmingzi's sore nose was about to flow out: "Don't fight, don't fight, I said that I said that the sword was sold to Tai Ding Xuan." ”

"Ding Taixuan, I'll let you sell, sell your mother, sell it, it's a useless thing!" Thousand-faced Langjun fought harder.

"I've said it all, why are you still fighting......"

"Damn, if you hadn't sold Lao Tzu, you would have gotten the sword a long time ago, and I'll kill you!"

"Ah~~"

Qingmingzi's screams resounded through the remote mountains and forests.

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Qingshui Town (County), Drunken Immortal Building.

Liang Lan and Gao Dengyun walked into the most famous Qinglou in the entire Qingshui, and there were already more than a dozen talented people sitting in the private room, and when they saw Gao Dengyun coming, they all got up to greet them.

In addition to the private room they were in, there were also people talking loudly in several other rooms, and these people were also guests of the night banquet in the Drunken Immortal Tower, and when the time came, they would all follow the guidance to the boat, and there were about sixty or seventy people in total.

Liang Lan didn't know the people in the room well, and the others didn't mean to come over to talk. He was happy to be quiet, and began to carefully examine the structure of this drunken immortal building.

was different from what was expected, there was no Yingying Yanyan who shouted with heavy makeup: "Master, come in and play." "The decoration style here is simple but not simple, and the rooms are hung with celebrity calligraphy and paintings. The women in the green building are neatly dressed, or playing the piano, or dancing, or persuading them to drink, and their expressions and postures look more beautiful than everyone's ladies.

Sure enough, it is a place that makes Qingshui talents haunt their dreams.

The room was surrounded by walls on three sides, and the exposed side faced the stage, on which several fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls danced to the music. Red and blue, with long sleeves fluttering, the dancer's body is soft as if there are no bones.

Gao Dengyun is a well-known suave figure here, he flickers around the crowd, and looks very speculative with everyone. This made Liang Lan greatly admire, he has never been very good at socializing and socializing, so he simply didn't do it, and sat there alone and poured himself a drink.

After a while, the music stopped and the dancers dispersed.

The turtle slave in the Drunken Immortal Building outside the door reminded outside: "Guest officer, our night banquet in the Drunken Immortal Building is about to start, please come with me." ”

Gao Dengyun and the others were obviously veterans of the flowers, and they knew that the night banquet was the highlight of tonight, so they all followed the turtle slave to the painting boat with great interest.

"It's time for the show!"

Gao Dengyun put his hand on Liang Lan's shoulder and said, "I'm really sorry for neglecting Uncle Shan just now." After getting on the boat, Shanbo should not be as restrained as he is now. Coincidentally, the Oiran of tonight's painting boat night banquet is none other than the Spring Thirteen Niang! ”

Gao Dengyun said excitedly, and then he heard a sneer from the crowd next to him.

"Brother Gu, it seems that some people are also competing for the style of Chun Thirteen Niang."

"Haha, the night pearl also dares to compete with Haoyue for glory?"

"Linqing is a talented man, Brother Gu is still on top, we are a little Qingshui, naturally it is difficult to enter the eyes of the son, I just hope that Brother Gu will leave us some thin noodles tonight.

……

The group next to him were all dressed beautifully, and they all looked like they were either rich or noble, and the man in the middle was dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, extremely handsome. At this moment, facing the praise of the people around him, he held a folding fan and said.

"They are too modest, my Gu Yong is just a little vain, I heard that Chun Thirteen Niang is very beautiful, and those who have learned only will be invited to the account to drink, but it is very curious."

Gao Dengyun was humiliated for no reason, and his face was a little bad. But those people didn't name names, and he didn't have a good seizure.

Liang Lan was stunned when she heard the man in the middle speak.

Gu Yong's name, he was deeply impressed, it was precisely because of this person that the Dong family would regret their marriage so fearlessly, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the hatred of taking away his wife.

I made a bet with Dong Mingde that I would beat this person in this year's Xiucai exam, and I happened to find out the bottom tonight.