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In the past few months, Fang Yun has read not a thousand cheats, but hundreds, and now when he closes his eyes, his mind is full of routines, some simple moves, at this time, it is not a problem.

His Royal Highness the Prince of the Green Shirt and Long Sword, under the willow tree in the West Lake, had met Yan Shihan twice, but his attitude had changed a lot, and he became a little respectful, Fang Yun knew why, when the identity gap was too big, it would often make people stay away on their own.

He is a person who follows fate, he will not deliberately explain anything, or change himself, Hangzhou, where people come and go, there are many talented and beautiful people who know him, and he once disdained it, but at this time he has become extremely respectful, maybe this is the reason why he wants to live in Leifeng Tower, a group of people who cut off the common fate, they don't need to beg His Royal Highness, they will live well, of course, if you shoot two horses, you will mix some chickens, ducks, geese and dogs to eat, and they will also praise His Royal Highness for being handsome and handsome.

Yu Wen has been baptized by this group of people for a long time, and he has perfected his kung fu of patting sycophants, of course he will only pat Fang Yun's sycophants, after all, His Royal Highness the Prince will always change his methods to clean him up.

Fang Yun sometimes sighed: "If the old monk knew that his apprentice was so eloquent, and he still had a little bit of a flowery intestine in his heart, maybe he would cry silently." ”

He also discovered that Xiao Yuwen is not simple, it is not as simple as he imagined.

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The mountains in the Qinling Mountains are high in the north and down in the south, the mountains are big and the ravines are deep, and the mountains and river valleys are interspersed with the terraces.

The mountain peaks and tall trees run through the entire Qinling Mountains, which is a good blessed land, the most famous of which is Zhongnan Mountain.

Not to mention that Wang Chongyang founded Quanzhen in Zhongnan Mountain two hundred years ago, before that, there were many famous Taoist figures who lived in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain.

For example, Lao Tzu with mythological colors, Taishang Laojun.

Lao Tzu's only disciple, Yin Xi, a real person from Wenshi.

Jiang Ziya, the founder of the Western Zhou Dynasty, etc., all of these characters lived in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain when they were old.

Wang Chongyang was able to establish the whole truth in Zhongnan Mountain, I have to say that he is absolutely extraordinary, and he can suppress the luck of Zhongnan Mountain, and he is worthy of being the first in the world in that era.

I don't know how much manpower was wasted, the purple gas pavilion built on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, is a place for the real people to practice qi here, at this time it is faintly hidden in the clouds, like a blessed land of immortals, a Taoist priest wearing a purple yang scarf and gossip clothes, as if he is in the clouds and mist, take a closer look, it turns out that he is on the edge of the purple gas pavilion.

I saw that he had phoenix eyes and eyebrows, a ruddy complexion, and an elegant demeanor, looking at the rising sun in the east, taking a sharp breath, the clouds and mist rolled upside down, and the purple air came from the east.

"Senior brother is going to soar one day, and he still works so hard in practice, which really makes him ashamed." An old man with a childish face walked slowly to this person's side, his face a little sad.

When ordinary people see the two of them, they must think that the identities of the two should be reversed.

"You know what Senior Brother has ascended for, I am the fourth generation of the Quanzhen Sect, but since the day I became a land immortal, the Quanzhen Qi Luck has suddenly decreased sharply, all of which have pressed on my body, and the great luck has been completely occupied by me, if I don't leave, the Quanzhen Sect will sooner or later break the inheritance in my hands." Wang Daozong's face looked middle-aged, but most people knew that this person had been on the land immortal list for a full time.

Originally, he was the fifth, and after the death of the old sword immortal in Yelu Sanqiu, he intercepted a piece of luck that returned to heaven and earth, and his cultivation skyrocketed, directly surpassing the ten thousand old four Xun Dao people, and the third in King's Landing.

But the true luck was obtained by him alone, and he has not been a cultivator for more than ten years, but fortunately, before he is unlucky, he will always give him a chance, so that he can accept a good talent, although there is no cultivation at this time, but the Taoist scriptures are read through, and they will become great weapons in the future.

Wu Yixi's expression was gloomy, and he glanced at the many disciples under Zhongnan Mountain, there were few available talents, but after the senior brother left, he naturally couldn't suppress some small disciples, Longhu Mountain has long been unaccustomed to the rise of the Quanzhen Sect, but fortunately, each generation of the sect is an outstanding figure, in recent years, if it were not for the support of Wang Daozong, the reputation of Taoist orthodoxy would have been intolerable to two tigers.

"Senior brother, you are just sentimental, otherwise you wouldn't be able to age so fast." Wang Daozong looked at his junior brother with a sad face, and couldn't help laughing.

"You can still laugh, I can't laugh, you say go and leave, a heavy burden is on me, let me laugh, your apprentice knows how to recite the Taoist Sutra all day long, the true Taoist Sutra has made him recite it eight times, the Taoist Sutra is skilled, but unfortunately how to convince the public with his three-legged cat's kung fu." Wu Yixi said indignantly, there are seven senior brothers, the old one, the old one is dead, only the senior brother and his little junior brother are left, but he is not old, and the senior brother is still like an immortal, and his appearance does not change at all.

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book, if he likes to read it, let him read it, and if he wants to read more Taoist scriptures, it will be very powerful, and when the time comes, he should be able to win when he preaches with Longhu Mountain." Wang Daozong waved lightly at the condensed cloud in front of him, like a rag rubbing on a mirror, and the mist disappeared directly out of thin air.

"My apprentice has indeed read too much, it's time to go out for a walk and meet someone, and on the day I ascended, I also hope that he can bring people back to me." Wang Daozong looked to the southeast, his brows furrowed and relaxed.

"Need to invite individuals? Now that everyone in the whole world is running here, who needs to be invited by the senior brother with such a big face? Wu Yixi asked.

Wang Daozong hesitated slightly: "Son of King Yan." ”

"Ahh Fang Yun was originally listening to the old monk's lecture, but this sneeze was very sudden, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World said secretly: "There must be someone who wants to plot against me, why are there so many enemies of Lao Tzu." ”

The old monk glanced at him lightly, snorted lightly, and continued to recite the scriptures.

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Recently, many people plan to go north to Zhongnan Mountain, and all of a sudden, there are a lot more people in the rivers and lakes in Hangzhou, and the patrol team has also increased a little, fortunately, these people in the rivers and lakes know that now the soldiers guarding the city are all veterans of Yanyun, they really dare to be presumptuous, and the king of Yan guarantees that the city will be bloody.

His Royal Highness the Prince of the Green Shirt and the Long Sword led the horse to a restaurant, yes, the name of this restaurant is called a restaurant, the restaurants in the prosperous area of Hangzhou are very popular, and the rich businessmen, dart masters, rangers, scholars, often live in these places for the sake of face.

Of course, the restaurant can also eat, Fang Yun handed over the heavenly cloud to the shopkeeper and stepped on the second floor.

There are many people on the second floor, the most conspicuous is a table of Jianghu people, with swords, extraordinary momentum, a total of five people, should be peers, but it can be seen that a few people are not too familiar, divided into two groups.

"If you want me to say, Quan Zhen will let us all enter Zhongnan Mountain, see how good he is to ascend together, and what kind of martial arts competition, I have to choose a few young talents, isn't this full of food." A bearded man with an iron whip around his waist spoke in a calm voice.

"If you can figure out the mind of the Quanzhen Sect, then you will be a land immortal, and people will come and go every day, can you understand this thought?" There was a woman next to him, very charming, angrily stretched out his hand to his waist and eyes, twisted his little hand, and the big man who was in pain lowered his head and begged for mercy with a bitter face.

The other few people were dressed in white, all of them were equipped with long swords, Fang Yun recognized it, the disciples of the Taibai Sword Sect, it was a coincidence that they would also have their sect's top secret book, the Qingxuan Sword Codex.

The three of them, two men and one woman, handsome men and pretty women, may be the young and handsome men that the big man said, but the three of them were not interested in what the couple said, and there was a faint trace of disdain in their eyes.

This restaurant is naturally one of the many restaurants under his control, and Fang Yun, who has nothing to do, will go around the restaurants, drink a little wine leisurely, and listen to all kinds of things in the rivers and lakes.

However, the Quanzhen Sect is about to ascend, and many people in the rivers and lakes want to go to see the true face of Lushan, but those who really have a chance are a minority after all.

The vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes are going to join in the fun, mix their faces with familiarity, and when they go to the south and the north, they can also brag to others, what is the third king of the world, Daozong, on the day of ascension, I was specially invited to take a look, that scene, that momentum, oh my God, I can't depict it.

Then the people in the rivers and lakes on the side naturally nodded one after another: "Soaring, that scene must be huge, who can remember that picture completely." ”

But it's also possible that they cursed in their hearts: "I haven't seen it, and I'm still bragging." ”

But that's how it is, who doesn't have a good face? Everyone wants to go anywhere, as soon as they say their names, people instantly say: "Oh, isn't this who is who, the old man will pick up the wind and wash the dust for the hero, and tonight my daughter will serve it." ”

Of course, it would be a bit too much to offer his daughter, Fang Yun, as an unprofessional person in the rivers and lakes, asked for a plate of sauce beef, a jar of daughter red, His Royal Highness the Prince inquired, this is the dish that the chivalrous has ordered the most.

I have to mention that the overly handsome Fang Yun will always attract the attention of females, the woman from the Taibai Sword Sect is face to face with him, although it is separated by a table, but he will always look at it involuntarily, Fang Yun is often smiling in the face of women, looking directly at the past without disguise, if it is an ordinary man, it will also give people disgust if he is not scolded, but Fang Yun will only see the woman and bow her head shyly.

"Ahem, this brother Tai is also going to Zhongnan Mountain?" I don't know if it's the heroine's junior brother or senior brother, I can't help but disrupt the eyebrows of the two.

Fang Yun touched his chin: "It's not, my family lives in Yuhang, I just like to drink a little wine when I have nothing to do." ”

"Oh, I saw that you were carrying a long sword, brother, and I thought you were also going to the Ascension Conference, but it seems that I was mistaken." After the man finished speaking, he ate a few bites of food, and discussed that he should hurry on the road, and not be too late.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished eating so many dishes yet." The big man has a sad face, Lao Tzu hasn't eaten yet, you have to hurry.

The charming woman glared at him, and the big man painstakingly packed all the meat on the plate and took it away, intending to eat it on the way.

The female disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect pursed her lips and finally left, but before leaving, she still asked Fang Yun's name, hoping to meet again in the future.

Although the charming woman had a husband, she didn't know what evil she had committed before leaving, she touched Fang Yun's face, her eyes fluttered so badly, and several men at the next table were stupid for a while.

Fang Yun pouted in embarrassment, the big man didn't come to trouble him, he just looked aggrieved and followed behind his daughter-in-law.

"Under the wind of the world, under the wind of the world." When an old man saw this, he shook his head angrily.

The young man sitting next to him looked helpless: "Grandpa, just eat quickly, if you are not full, how can I take you to the Qinglou." ”

"Little bunny, you're talking nonsense, I'll beat you to death." The old man blew his beard and glared, trembling with a crutch and about to beat someone, but after all, he didn't do it, after all, the money to go to the Qinglou was still from his grandson, how could he beat someone?

Fang Yun looked up, the old man was estimated to be in his eighties, he was close to his old age, and he even went to the Qinglou, Zhen Nima was old and strong, and he took pity on those women, he estimated that he had no interest in being covered in skin and bones, he really couldn't help it, maybe he would spit on him, but the speed of making money would definitely be fast.

After drinking the wine, Fang Yun picked up the Shocking Cloud Sword wrapped in cloth, why didn't he use the scabbard, the old monk said, the general scabbard can't withstand the sword aura of this sword, if you really want to get a scabbard, it's best to disassemble the sword box and transform it into a scabbard, Fang Yun, who thought about it for a while, didn't agree after all, the sword box is also a rare treasure, although it is heavy and difficult to carry, but it is also a thousand-year-old antiquity, just let him destroy it, it is still unnecessary.

On that day, the Shocking Cloud Sword was born, and the swordsmen in the entire Jiangnan felt something, and the sword in their hands kept roaring, but after all, they didn't find the source, which can be regarded as a strange news.

After eating, Fang Yun leisurely led the clouds in the sky and strolled towards the Yanwang Mansion.

An oncoming patrol team looked at Fang Yun with respect on his face, most of these old soldiers had seen His Royal Highness the Prince, and two of them had a somewhat surprised expression, and Fang Yun was the same.

Waving his hand to stop, the captain who led the team smiled, and hurriedly ran over in armor: "What's the matter with Your Highness?" ”

"I'll talk to these two people, the weather is too poisonous, you take your brother to drink some wine." Fang Yun threw him twenty taels of silver and looked at the two people next to him, who were the father and son who His Royal Highness had just met in Hangzhou.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ten people wrote in unison with a smile on their faces, the soldiers who still stick to their posts in this weather, when they meet His Royal Highness the Prince, they will be rewarded with silver, Hangzhou is now under the scorching sun, not to mention the soldiers from the north, the locals of Hangzhou are hiding in the house or under the tree to escape the heat.

However, Yan Yun's soldiers are like a mountain, they have to do what they have to do, Yan Yun's infantry who have been replaced with city defense rarely have the idea of being lazy, Fang Yun sees it in his eyes, and naturally he will give him some silver to drink some wine, which is considered to be the order of the prince to let them be lazy.

After Yan Yunbu arrived in Hangzhou City, the security in the city has improved a lot, they have something to do, but no matter who you are, you will cut with a knife, one by one like a tiger going down the mountain, the knife is deadly, if you can't beat it, you will exchange it for an injury, if you can't do it, you will have to break an arm.

All of a sudden, no one dared to commit a crime in Hangzhou City, especially when there was a patrol next to it, the people of Yuhang saw all this in their eyes, and the storyteller in the restaurant kept talking about the goodness of Yanyun's soldiers.

Everyone is changing their impression of Yan Yun's soldiers, after all, they used to be the old soldiers of Hangzhou, and under the scorching sun, they didn't know where to run to enjoy the coolness.

People are doing it, the sky is watching, Fang Yun is trying to change Yan Yun's opinion of himself, as well as the people of Hangzhou's opinion of himself, Yan Wangfu, and Yan Yun's soldier.

There is no useless work, when a little bit of ordinary things accumulate, it will eventually touch the deepest part of their hearts.