In mid-July, from a distance, there is almost no end in sight to the endless mountains.

The tall bronze bell on the top of the mountain roared.

After a month, the former Jurchen Sect has now been completely renovated, except for the ancestral hall that has never changed, the plaques have been changed everywhere, inside and out, very different.

Mo Yanxi led everyone to respectfully incense in the ancestral hall, and the top two rows were the previous leaders of the Jurchen Sect, and on the top was Ye Zimeng, who had passed away, and next to her, there was also a sign covered with brocade cloth.

The crowd kowtowed and got up and stood on the edge of the futon.

Mo Yanxi took a deep breath and turned to everyone: "From today onwards, we can be regarded as having a firm foothold in the martial arts. Since then, in addition to Linyuan City, it can be regarded as another place to live. ”

Xiangxue has burst into tears, why is this called Huawanglou, she is known to everyone.

Mo Yanxi saw that everyone was smiling, and then took out four pieces of finely carved flower jade from his arms, one side was a lifelike peach blossom, and the other side was engraved with a sharp "Wind Flower Snow Moon", four big characters.

"Since we are people in the martial arts, then we can't do without rules, everyone is following me all the way, the closest people, the establishment of the Flower Watchtower, is everyone's credit. Originally, I also thought that the flower watchtower would be divided, and each of the wind and snow would occupy one place, and each would perform its own duties. ”

When everyone heard this, they saluted respectfully, and their eyes were very excited.

Mo Yanxi picked up one of the jade brands and said: "Mingsang is still young, he has a gentle temperament, he can't bear to kill, and his ambition is not here, and I can't bear to let him live a life of swords flying in the martial arts in the future, so he will be spared." The wind, which can be rapid or slow, can be warm and sharp, like a sword, is rampant. In the Flower Watchtower, the only one who can serve as the owner of the Wind Tower is the fan. ”

"Flowers, is a delicate thing, but everyone likes, eight sides exquisite, like the way of business, need to be keen to capture the direction of business, among us, the most good at doing business is only Sakura Niang. The future operation of Huawanglou will support manpower and financial support. ”

"As for snow, it is cold and rigorous, and it is the most disciplined way. No matter what the way is, if you want to become bigger, you must have rules and regulations, and only Xiang Xuedong seems to know more about this aspect. ”

Mo Yanxi said, walked to Nan Ke again, and put the last jade plate in front of her: "The moon, the thing in the sky, distinguishes right from wrong, can discern pearls, will come out casually, cloudy and sunny, and has no rules." It is best to be strict and wide, relax to a certain extent, and balance each other. ”

Nan Ke looked at the sign in front of him for a long time, stretched out his hand and put it down, hesitated, and said after a while: "Forget it, I don't know anything, I will only drag everyone back, this brand is still for other capable people." Besides, I don't like restraint, if I really take this brand, I will be trapped here, and the burden on my body will naturally come. Eating, drinking, and having fun is what I like. ”

When Mo Yanxi heard this, he smiled: "Since this is the case, then I will keep it for you first, and when you think about it one day, if you are willing, this sign will be yours." ”

Looking from the ancestral hall, behind the pavilion, there is a towering green mountain, between heaven and earth, instantly open, and the breeze is gentle. Extremely comfortable.

This is the charm of the rivers and lakes, swords and swords, happiness and revenge. Mo Yanxi suddenly remembered what he said to Yuan Huaisheng in Cilu City, and now they have finally come true one by one. Within half a year, the power that belonged to her, Hua Wanglou, finally rose!

Mo Yanxi led everyone out of the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, and said, "Let's go, I guess there should be guests coming at this time." ”

Huawanglou, which is conducive to the mountains, enters from the north of Chongqing, passes through the dense woods, the gentle path, and then crosses the Jiahe Road, and walks a hundred miles along the Buddha to the mountain, and then arrives at the mountain gate.

Once you enter the mountain gate, follow the stairs and go up the ladder to enter the main road. Many peach blossom branches are planted on both sides of the main road, and begonias are interspersed among them. Because it has now passed the season when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and it is not the time when the begonias are in full bloom, so, at a glance, there are many birds and birds crying lightly.

The main road is about 20 zhang, and it is divided into three roads when it reaches a circular flower bed. One leads to the main hall of the main hall, which is a special place for entertaining guests or meeting things on weekdays. A huge martial arts arena was made in front of the left side, and the disciples in the building were allowed to learn martial arts. Further inside, there are several Gaoyu pavilions, some of which are used to put some martial arts classics, or historical relics collected from all over for people to read.

On the right side of the road, all the way in, is the ancestral hall, in front of which a cross-cutting corridor is built, leading to the courtyard where the owners of the buildings live. Of course, Mo Yanxi also lives here.

As for the intricate paths around the main road, some lead to mountain pavilions, and some lead to the courtyards where the disciples live. All in all, the idea is well conceived and the set is wonderful.

The main hall is the word of the Liujia Liuqing inscription - Lu Wei, Lu Zhi, the big one of the forest. Fennel, the poet walks alone, lonely and proud.

This is what Liu Tangyue has been grinding hard for a long time before asking for Mo Yanxi. You know, in addition to the Liu family, Huawanglou is the first to let Liu Qing hang the inscription, just these two words, it is heavier than a thousand gold!

At this time, when Mo Yanxi and them came out of the ancestral hall, they were almost ready everywhere, just waiting for the guests to come to the door.

At three o'clock, the misty water wind has appeared at the door of the flower watchtower with a congratulatory gift.

The water breeze looked around, the flower watchtower above the mountain gate, three big characters, sprinkled with foreign flowers, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing. Seeing it, his heart itched, if it wasn't a bad move, this would be their Gu Sitang's boundary!

As soon as Hua Wanglou greeted the guests, Mo Yanxi personally went to the gate of the mountain to greet him. She saluted the misty water.

Seeing that Mo Yan was courteous for several weeks, Mishui Feng immediately bowed his head slightly and returned the salute. After entering the mountain gate, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile: "Lord Mo Lou is really radiant!" is so young and promising, but it is enviable. ”

Mo Yanxi was already beautiful and bright, but now he has cleaned up ceremoniously, looking at the solemn atmosphere, it is even more bright and colorful. In particular, those watery eyes are as clear and translucent as the spring water in the mountains behind the Buddha's mountain. It's hard to look away.

Mo Yanxi smiled: "The master of the hall said that he laughed, and the loss is that everyone appreciates some face." Only then did Yan Xi look brighter. ”

Seeing that Mo Yanxi was very humble, his posture and expression were neither humble nor arrogant, and his eyes were smiling, but they did not reach the bottom of his eyes. It seems to have an eight-sided exquisite heart, which is really incomprehensible.

"Lord Mo Lou is deeply hidden, silent when he was in Thousand Flowers City, and now he has jumped up, and he has become a dragon and phoenix among people in the martial arts who everyone wants to get acquainted."

Mishui Feng touched the mustache on the side of his mouth, and his eyes rolled twice.

When Mo Yanxi heard this, he led the misty water wind inside, and said with a smile: "The master of the maze hall said that he laughed, at the beginning in Thousand Flowers City, the people in my building were not cut off from the beginning to the end. As for the dragon and phoenix in this person now, it has to be the master of the hall to fight for righteousness and send it on the next trip. ”

Hearing this, Mishui Feng was speechless with anger, and followed Mo Yanxi quietly into the Lu Wei Palace.

The weather was very good, sunny and cloudless. The high windows in the hall were all opened, allowing the sunlight outside to penetrate freely. The hall was bright, and the man's mood was also broadened.

The water breeze sat down, sniffed, and suddenly felt at peace, suddenly enlightened, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of incense is burning in the hall, it is so magical." ”

"The fragrance of the breeze is the most important way to eliminate the dryness of the bitter summer, if the master of the hall likes it, take two boxes when you leave."

The misty water wind is comfortable, but there is no show on the face. If it is known that he will fall in love with other people's incense, it will be embarrassing not to know. But this drunken incense is really hard to find, but it is not that it is expensive, but it is difficult to find it. And every time a solar term passes, some incense will be replaced. If you fall in love with the solar term incense, then you have to wait until the next solar term to sell it, which is really loved and hated.

In the main hall, there are fresh seasonal fruits on the table, as well as a lot of exquisite and delicious pastries, and the wine drunk is also the 50-year-old Lanling wine. It can be said that everything is small and detailed. It's hard to find fault.

Mi Shui Feng actually felt that there was no anger in his heart, drank a glass of good wine, and said, "Do you have a song to listen to?" It's too boring to sit and wait like this. Those people have big shelves, and I really don't know when they're coming. ”

When Mo Yanxi heard this, he nodded and said: "The song is naturally there, two days ago, I specially asked someone to invite a famous music class in the Hundred Emperors City, and I will ask someone to invite it." ”

As soon as Mo Yanxi went out, Ying Niang waited outside the house and came to Mo Yanxi to say a few words. Mo Yanxi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked towards the mountain gate.

There were many people gathered at the gate of the mountain, talking and laughing, so happy.

Mo Yanxi walked to the door and saluted respectfully to the visitor: "Yan Xi is ashamed, he didn't expect Uncle Li and the lord of Shangguan Pavilion to come, it was really a disappointment." ”

Xu Zili's face was full of relief, and he smiled heartily: "You girl, you have done such a big thing secretly, we don't even know, if it weren't for half a month ago, if you heard the news from Changfeng, we would still be kept in the dark, since we are a rising star in the martial arts, how can we not come to congratulate, not to mention that this glory is snatched from the hands of Chongshan Dao." You! More capable than us! ”

Shangguan Hong also smiled: "Mo girl, you are now a big celebrity in the martial arts, with the power of one person, you defeated the conspiracy of the heavy mountain road, and now you are standing on Buddha Mountain, you can be regarded as famous in one fell swoop, and you have become a big faction in the martial arts!" ”

Speaking of this, Shangguan Hong suddenly smiled, and her eyes were full of tears: "It's just that I pity my hard-working sister, when she was alive, how did she look unpleasant, look at people leaving, this heart is empty." ”

When Mo Yanxi heard this, he was also silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "None of the tablets in the Jurchen Sect's ancestral hall have been moved, and the tablet of the Ye Sect Master is also among them, can the Shangguan Pavilion Master go to Shangzhu Incense?" ”

When Shangguan Hong heard this, his eyes flickered, and then he nodded.