Hu Xuewu followed the lively and naughty Li Mochou to a pool surrounded by no one and stopped. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, why don't you leave!" Hu Xuewu asked with an expression that he didn't know anything.

"I stopped because I arrived." Li Mochou used light skills to throw a small stone at Hu Xuewu.

Hu Xuewu saw the stone smashing towards his eyes at a rapid pace, and hurriedly squatted down to avoid this sudden attack. But when Hu Xuewu stood up, he found that Li Mochou had run away and disappeared.

This little girl wants to leave herself in this unfamiliar wilderness and let herself get lost. This kind of low-level prank, Hu Xuewu couldn't help but shake his head, it was really a child's heart. But so what, can it really be difficult to defeat him? Hu Xuewu looked at the surrounding environment, there were dense forests on all sides, except for a small waterhole on this hillside. How did this scene feel a little familiar, and I couldn't help but quickly search my brain for my memories of Zhongnan Mountain.

"By the way, on Zhongnan Mountain, the tomb of the living dead, the Condor Heroes, extinct rivers and lakes. The other exit from the tomb of the living dead is not a small waterhole on the side of a remote hillside, is it not here? Hu Xuewu couldn't help but think of the record in the martial arts novel written by the old man Jin Yong in modern times before he crossed over.

The only pity is that he can't go down to find out at this moment, because Hu Xuewu is a landlubber in his past life and present life. If you can't swim, where can you dive? As long as you return the same way, although you are unwilling in your heart, you will always have the opportunity to find out in the future. At present, the most important thing is to hurry to Chongyang Palace before dark, after all, the situation on this mountain is more complicated at night, and it is inevitable that you will get lost again.

Fortunately, God also opened his eyes, and Hu Xuewu walked for less than half an hour before he met the logistics Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect who went down the mountain to purchase materials. So he stepped forward to talk, and he revealed the identity of the cousin of the head Ma Yu. The two Taoist priests looked at Hu Xuewu as a teenager, although he was still carrying a long knife on his back, but he had an attitude of believing it and not believing it. brought Hu Xuewu'an to Chongyang Palace safely.

"Senior Brother Mo, Senior Brother Ge, why did you come back so late today? Eh, who is this little brother, don't you know that there are no rules? A group of Taoist priests guarding the mountain gate of Chongyang Palace saw Hu Xuewu and the two Taoist priests coming back, but one of them walked out, and they greeted him cordially at first. When he saw that Hu Xuewu was still behind them, his face immediately changed color, and he scolded him with some dissatisfaction.

"Senior Brother Zhao, this little brother claims to be the cousin of the head of the family, and he came here to visit relatives this time. We met halfway through, so we were delayed for some time. The Taoist priest surnamed Mo at the head of the procurement priest opened his mouth to explain.

"Oh, cousin. Why haven't I heard of it, I don't know if there is a token? This Taoist priest surnamed Zhao was pretending to be a very stinky fart at this time, looking at Hu Xuewu.

Hu Xuewu smiled indifferently: "I guess I am not mistaken, Your Excellency is Zhao Zhijing, a disciple of the long sect known as the Iron Foot Immortal King in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Well, you're a good kid, but I've heard of the name of Ben Dump. But even so, if you can't get the token, then you don't want to mess around. Our Chongyang Palace is not something that all idle people can come. Zhao Zhijing didn't expect that he would be so famous, even such a stinky kid knew his famous name, and couldn't help but be proud. Of course, dogs can't change their eating, they still look like they're on top.

"Everything, it's almost time to eat, and it's noisy." A middle-aged Taoist priest walked out with his stomach up, and when he saw a group of disciples around the gate and didn't know what they were doing, he couldn't help but scold.

As the so-called upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, the person who came is Zhao Zhijing's master, the iron-footed fairy king.

"I've seen my uncle/uncle." A group of disciples came forward one after another to salute.

"Master, why is your old man here? Aren't you in retreat? Zhao Zhijing hurriedly ran over at this time, and looked like a good disciple when he opened his mouth.

"Oh, the teacher has just come out. When I have nothing to do and come out to move my muscles, I see a large group of you gathered here, what is the matter? As soon as Wang Chu saw his eldest disciple step forward, he couldn't help but show a satisfied smile and said.

"Hello, Dao Chief. I am. Hu Xuewu saw that the person in charge came out, and he was about to open his mouth to say the calendar.

was interrupted by Zhao Zhijing's opening, "Master, this person is a wild boy, like taking the opportunity to infiltrate my Chongyang Palace." The disciples were about to knock him down the mountain. “

As soon as these words came out, Wang Chuyi looked at Hu Xuewu and said: "Little boy, I don't know how thick the sky is, and I still want to learn from other people's sabers to walk the rivers and lakes." In my opinion, it's better to go home while it's still getting dark! Don't worry your grown-ups. If you really want to worship my Quanzhen Sect, you'd better wait until the day of my Chongyang Palace to recruit disciples! “

Dare to be affectionate, but Wang Chuyi regarded Hu Xuewu as a person who ran away from home and came to apprentice. After all, Hu Xuewu is very expensive now, and no matter how he looks at him, he looks like a rich boy. And like this, I have encountered a lot of people who came to worship in Chongyang Palace, so Wang Chu made a judgment in his heart without thinking about it.

The Taoist chief laughed, although the contemptible person is young, he has not yet fallen to the point of worshipping under the Quanzhen Sect. And. Hu Xuewu's words were interrupted by Zhao Zhijing again in the middle of speaking.

"It's a young age, but it's a big breath. Who are you, even the Eastern Evil and Western Poison Southern Emperor and Northern Beggar, among the five absolute beings in the world, would not dare to say such things in front of my Quanzhen Sect. You don't even dare to speak wildly even if you haven't grown up yet. Let me teach you a good lesson for your parents. After speaking, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but draw his sword and face each other.

However, Wang Chuyi on the side did not stop him, but instead said: "Zhijing, just give him some small lessons, don't hurt his life." “

"Got it, master." Zhao Zhijing agreed with a malicious face, but his body waved the long sword in his hand towards Hu Xuewu.

But even two attacks were easily dodged by Hu Xuewu. This moment made Zhao Zhijing angry and ashamed, but he used all his strength to attack Hu Xuewu with the combat power of a third-rate master.

"Don't force me to shoot, my knife doesn't fight, it only kills." Hu Xuewu was attacked one after another, staring at Zhao Zhijing and shouting angrily.