"Elder Liu, him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo。。。。。 Eh, is he born childish, or is he 。。。。。 Kindness... ”

Zhang Liang has a question that he has been holding back for a long time. He has always felt that Liu Hao's image is strange, why does he look like a child. Zhang Liang is still full of reverie about this unknown world, and in his opinion, this Liu Hao can't be said to be a "Tianshan Tongmao" type character.

Zhuge Xi's slender eyelashes flickered, and he replied jokingly: "Don't worry, Brother Liu Hao is not an old monster with a child's body, and he is only sixteen years old this year." ”

Oh, my God! Zhang Liang almost bit off his tongue when he heard it. How can it be?! Although he is still a little ignorant of Haishan's cognition, after this trial, he probably has a number in his heart about what the level of his peers is like. The ability is so big that Liu Hao is so big, how can ten sixteen-year-old children be able to reach it.

Zhuge Xi saw the suspicion on his face, and continued to explain with a smile: "First of all, Brother Liu Hao is a real genius, a martial arts genius who ordinary people can't understand, as long as he has seen almost all moves, he can learn eight or nine without leaving ten. ”

Zhang Liang nodded, but he always felt that this was not enough to explain that a sixteen-year-old boy could stand at the top of the martial arts.

"Secondly." Zhuge Xi continued with emotion, "Brother Liu Hao is gifted and born to know! He was born sane like an adult, and in a few days he learned language, he learned to walk, and he learned the basics. Then he was personally taught by the mountain chief and the master of the Hejing Pavilion, and he has been able to do it for 16 years. ”

Zhang Liang was completely shocked.

Is there really such a person in the world? I was born to know what the difference is between this and cultivating from my mother's womb!

Liu Hao and Liu Ritian are really convincing. Zhang Liang was completely convinced. He felt that not to mention himself, those newcomers who stood out in the trial, even if the little monk Jueming, really didn't have the confidence to compare with the youngest elder of this Haishan.

The rest of the way Zhang Liang walked a little dullly, and Zhuge Xi occasionally asked a few words, but he also responded politely, and he had no intention of continuing to talk.

After a short time, the two gradually walked from the foot of the mountain to the center of the layered platforms of Luhoi Mountain. This platform is several times larger than the layer of the Phantom Golden Pagoda, and there are several palaces with gilded tiles and white jade pillars standing majestically near the mountain, Zhang Liang knows that this should be the so-called Yuqiong Palace. Only then did he understand why Luhoi Mountain, also known as Jade Gold Mountain, was rich in jade and gold. These three palaces are one big and two small, the main hall of the big one is nearly 20 zhang high, the small one is also ten zhang high, it is connected into a square circle of several acres, the hall is embroidered and carved outside, and the flying pavilion is Liudan. It is really made of white jade and gold, and there is no exaggeration to describe it as the so-called "Qionglou Yuyu". Under the sunshine, the Guidian Lan Palace exudes a crystal reflection, carved railings and jade masonry, nail-headed phosphorus, a fairy style.

"My good man, if you smash it all up and exchange it for money, you'll have to be a billionaire." Zhang Liang was stunned when he saw the corners of his mouth. Forgive him for being a village man, he doesn't have much vision in his life.

Zhuge Xi secretly felt funny in his heart when he saw him as a turtle, interrupted his whimsical crazy words and said, "Okay, how can you be such a useless Haishanzi." Come in with me, the mountain chief is waiting for you inside. ”

Zhang conscience was in a pang, and hurriedly collected his messy thoughts. The fourth mountain chief, it was this person who came in time to save his life, and it was also this person who was able to answer questions about the method of Xiao Yong's soul. Zhang Liang didn't dare to slack off, and followed the back of Zhuge Vice-Path step by step, crossed the gilded bridge outside the hall, followed the Suyu steps straight up fifty-four steps, and stood outside the four-zhang high jade gate.

"On the way to enter the WTO, Zhuge Xi took Zhang Liang, the new son of Haishan, and asked to see the mountain chief Shi Qingzhen."

Zhuge Xi looked respectful, stood five feet away in front of the door, folded his hands in front of his forehead, and bowed respectfully to the main hall. Seeing this situation, Zhang Liang also painted a scoop according to the gourd, and bowed his head respectfully.

Squeak quack...

The thick jade door slowly opened, revealing a gap about half a zhang wide in a short time.

Hearing this, Zhuge Xi got up and bowed again. After saluting, Zhuge Xi smiled lightly again, turned back to Zhang Liang, who was stretching his neck and looking inside, and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

The situation in the hall was somewhat unexpected by Zhang Liang, and there were stone carvings on both sides of the wide hall, two rows on the left and right, from the entrance of the hall to a few stone chairs in the distance in front of them. The stone carvings are strange and bizarre, birds with human faces and bird bodies are ready to fly, and there are lions-like beasts with hideous faces. What surprised Zhang Liang the most was that there were some creatures that looked like people, but they seemed to be a little deformed. Some have only one arm and one leg, and some have three heads on their necks. There is also a statue that is generally no different from an ordinary person, but with a pair of arms that are old and long, and are about to be dragged to the ground. This made Zhang Liang's heart tremble, and he found that the shape of this statue was almost exactly the same as the two trialists who had once attacked the little monk.

Zhang Liang walked towards the depths of the hall with a stomach full of surprise, while continuing to observe the stone sculptures. He found that although each of the stone carvings had a good base, some of the statues were so broken that they could not be seen, and some of them were simply shattered.

"What the hell is this?" Zhang Liang muttered to himself.

"These aren't things. They're just like you. ”

Suddenly, a response sounded behind Zhang Liang. The voice was a little old and dry, but full of energy. Zhang Liang looked back suddenly, and an old man in a light blue robe with a crown on his head was standing behind. The old man has gray hair, but he is in good spirits. Three long beards floated on his chest, under the sparse eyebrows, a pair of gray eyes wrapped in thick eye bags looked at Zhang Liang shiningly, and some cracked lips were smiling faintly.

Zhang Liang was exquisite, and when he saw this old man, he guessed his identity, and immediately respectfully said: "Meet the mountain chief." ”

The mountain chief smiled and waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to be polite. Immediately, the old man turned his head and said to Zhuge Xi: "Xi'er, go back and do your own business." ”

Hearing this, Zhuge Xi bowed and turned to retreat. The moment he turned his head, he winked at Zhang Liang playfully.

This slightly cute expression made the little villagers' hearts beat again. He now sadly found that he really had a special reaction to the smile of this beautiful man.

After the old man finished instructing Zhuge Xi, he continued to look back at the little guy who was a little distracted. The old man stopped talking, just looked at him like this, and his deep eyes seemed to see him through.

Zhang Liang slowly came back to his senses and found the gaze of the mountain chief, and he couldn't help but feel a little numb in the back of his head. He didn't know what the purpose of the mountain master was so deadly staring at him.

"Brother Xiang You, are you okay?"

Shi Qing Zhenren suddenly said quietly, looking a little lonely.

Zhang Liang thought quickly in his mind when he heard this, he vaguely knew who the old man was asking, but he really didn't dare to believe it. Zhang Liangba pursed his lips that were a little dry, and asked in an echo: "Dare to ask the mountain chief, Xiang You is referring to Mr. Xiang?" ”

Shi Qingzhen nodded, then looked up at the ceiling and said abruptly: "Since the farewell of Mushan, Brother Xiang and I have never had a chance to see each other again." ”

Zhang Liang was a little stunned when he heard it. He really couldn't guess how old Mr. Xiang was. Before coming to Luhoi Mountain, although he respectfully called sir, he had already recognized this person who had a great favor to him as a big brother in his heart. There were the words of the old man of "Shuqingshi" in front of him, and the emotion of the existing mountain chief, thinking of these thoughts at this time, Zhang Liang couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seems that Mr. Xiang's age may be enough to be his grandfather.

"I really don't know what Mr. Xiang's body is, but overall his spirit seems to be good." Zhang Liang carefully recalled the scenes with him and gave a cautious answer.

Shi Qingzhen nodded silently, and suddenly he flipped his sleeves, took out a small note in his hand and handed it to Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang took it respectfully, and recognized at a glance that it was the handwriting of the cadre handed over before.

Shi Qingshan laughed again and said softly, "It's okay." With the escort of the cadre's brother, there are really few of his who are seriously injured by the sea and mountains. ”

At this point, the real person no longer asked about Mr. Xiang You, and looked at Zhang Liang kindly: "The old man is easy to be nostalgic. Okay, let's talk about you now, there must be a reason why Brother Xiang asked you to come here. And your weird 'Huang Ting Realm', hehe, tell me about it. ”

Zhang Liang couldn't help but look pale when he heard others mention his troubles again. He pressed his mind, starting from entering Bailong Mountain to find his younger brother, and continued to participate in the mountain introduction trial.

Shi Qingshan was silent, but his expression changed several times when he heard it, and his brows were tightly locked. After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he saw that the mountain chief was silent, and he didn't dare to say anything, just stood aside silently. After a long time, Shi Qingzhen raised his head and said, "You don't mind showing me that Chixiao, right?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Liang immediately summoned out the Chixiao Sword and respectfully handed it to the mountain chief.

Shi Qingzhen held the sword in his right hand and carefully looked it up and down several times, and suddenly stretched out his left hand and put the two fingers together and pointed on the sword body. The Chixiao Sword "ding" a crisp sound, and then the red light burst out.

Zhang Liang's heart was shocked, and he looked at the mountain chief's methods excitedly. The red light gradually weakened, and began to flicker rhythmically between the clouds.

"Brother."

A call came to mind in Zhang Liang's mind.

Zhang Liang's whole head was buzzing. He heard it, and he was sure that he heard Xiao Yong's voice, so soft and weak, inadvertently, ringing in his head.

Zhang Liang couldn't hold back his tears of excitement anymore, and suddenly knelt on the ground and cried. He trembled and handed out his hands, gently rubbing them against the Chixiao Sword that seemed to be breathing.

"Xiao Yong, brother is sorry for you。。。。。。 Brother will definitely revive you. ”

Shi Qing Zhenren looked at the broken intestine man who was crawling at his feet, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart.

The dead are miserable, and the living are miserable.

is a villager in Laoshi Mountain, what reason should he suffer from the destruction of this family.

"Zhongshan Sutra, it's time to rectify it."

A hint of determination flashed in Shi Qingshan's eyes.