"How did you get here?" Li Yan was taken aback. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He is the protector of the Shangqing Palace's generation, and all the disciples who come out can't lose one, otherwise why would he want a protector.

However, as the commander of the First Army, how could Zhao Yun leave the army and come to him in the starry night?

"Say, is the old immortal of the Cui family bullying you?" Li Yan also knows the old man Cui Cheng, but the two sides have no intersection, and the grandmasters have their own pride, unless they are introduced by others.

"Where did you think you went?" Zhao Yun looked tired, took a deep breath, and reduced his fatigue a lot: "Old man Cui is quite good, have you had a holiday with his old man?" ”

"Those hypocritical and righteous guys, labor and management don't want to deal with them when they see them, what intersection can they have?" Li Yan was disdainful: "Let's go, go into the city to rest for a while, and tell the old man why he came." ”

Although Daomen has also added a lot of Confucian concepts, the Taoist protectors of the Shangqing Palace are essentially martial artists, and they are not interested in Confucianism, whether it is the Cui family or the Confucians of the dynasty, they will not enter their eyes.

Zhao Yun just sensed it in Sihui County with his divine thoughts, and the old man flew out immediately.

The two of them exchanged thoughts as they walked, and from time to time someone on the side of the road saluted the two of them.

Many people know Zhao Yun, the commander of the Southern Expeditionary Army, who is very close to the people and often appears in public.

It is said that old children and old children, Li Yan is old, and he can't be idle all day long. In every Taoist temple, there is a busy figure of him.

Maybe no matter what he does, he will say it directly.

This social class is strict, not that you can greet people if you know them, but you have to have a certain level. Otherwise, even if you talk to people with a shy face, it will be even more embarrassing to ignore you.

"There are still such powerful masters in South Vietnam?" Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "Let's go, the old man will take you to pick them out." ”

"Forget it, seeing that you are so tired, it is better to rest for an hour, and then let's go."

"Uncle, you have friends all over the world, is it possible that you don't even know about you?" Zhao Yun was stunned.

Everyone is in the same Han lineage, and the number of grandmasters is limited, and no one wants to make a mortal enmity unless it is an inescapable hatred.

"The footprints of the old man have been in northern Xinjiang most of the time, and I am familiar with your master and their people, and it is the first time for Nanyue to come. Even the warriors of Jingzhou are not familiar with it, let alone South Vietnam? ”

"Could it be that the Yue people or the barbarian warriors? No, it is impossible for someone to spread the channeling technique of the Central Plains here. ”

It's very simple.,Non-my race must have different hearts.,This idea is deeply ingrained among the Han people.,Even if your own descendants are not of the same race.,Give a little physical fitness possibility.,The full version will not leak out no matter which one.。

If it weren't for the full version, it would be extremely difficult to practice to the realm of a grandmaster. The ancestor of the Chu family is definitely not a direct descendant of the King of Chu, and he obtained the guidance technique by chance, but he did not reach the grandmaster's mental method.

Generations of people have continued to study, opportunistically to the grandmaster, and the combat effectiveness is simply not worth mentioning.

"It is also possible that he is a descendant of King Wu or King Yue," Li Yan sighed: "In the last years of the Warring States Period, the First Emperor ruled the world, and the royal families of many countries fled one after another. ”

"Haven't you heard that before the founding of the Han Dynasty, Xiong Xin, a descendant of the King of Chu, was just a cowherd baby?"

"It makes sense for you to say that," Zhao Yun was puzzled: "The master of the Meng De family's strong family has met with the other party, and the accent is said to be not from Wu Yue's side. ”

The two entered the Taoist temple, and after a short rest, they set off to Panyu and went to Wuyi Mountain with the two strong men of the Cao family to explore what was going on. If the problem of the Left Route Army is not solved, it will not be at ease to go to Zhuyazhou in the future.

Speaking of which, Zhao Yun still felt a little sorry for Jia Xu, the grandmasters on Xi Zhicai's side were all invited from the Cui family, and there were no extra people at hand.

The Cao family was sent by their own family, and later I heard that the Yuan family was also sent, and the two sides did not face each other.

Since the family no longer helps each other, if the army led by Jia Xu encounters the grandmaster, it is estimated that it will suffer.

Maybe they won't kill people, after all, the Zhao family's fame has been beaten out today. A first-class martial artist and a strong grandmaster, the identities of the two sides are not equal, and they are not qualified to speak.

Qualifications, I can't imagine that one day I will also be qualified to visit the martial arts family.

Looking at the golden Lei Family Fort in the morning glow, Xiahou Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiahou Lan, the descendant of Tong Yuan, came to visit the Lei family on the order of Zhao Yun, and begged to report!" ”

On the battlefield in Liangzhou, he was very aggrieved.

Whether it is Huang Zhong or Zhang Fei, they are not weaker than themselves, and Junzheng's status is not as high as in Zhao Yunjun.

Sometimes if you say ten words by yourself, it is better for Xu Shu to say one sentence.

He was originally an arrogant person, and when Zhao Yun asked them to connect with the Lei family, he volunteered to take the task.

Leijiabao is located on the edge of the Qiang people, and further south, is the vast snowy region.

I don't know why their ancestors chose this place to settle down in the first place, anyway, in the minds of the Central Plains warriors, there is no place for the Lei family at all.

Who knows that from the place where they took root, they have been fighting against foreign races, fighting against the Qiang people, fighting with the Hu people, and there is no external support.

Seeing that the castle walls were scarred everywhere, I don't know how many battles I had fought with foreign races, otherwise how would I have fought here

To this day, the vast majority of the Lei family has died in battle, and there is only one person left in each generation.

Therefore, although Lei Storm is about the same age as Xiahou Lan and one year older than Zhao Yun, he has already had a Quartet wife and concubine.

For the Lei family, nothing is more important than passing on the lineage.

"Xiahou, you're here!" Thunderstorm laughed and rode out of the fort gate on a wild horse that had not yet been fully tamed: "Rare guests, open the middle door!" ”

Xia Houlan was a little excited, and didn't correct the other party's words, he himself is a little rigid, if the relationship is average, you can call the word, what does the surname mean?

To be honest, when he was in Zhending, he had seen thunderstorms and always felt that the other party was a barbarian.

As the time spent in Liangzhou grew, Xiahoulan adapted to the rough folk customs here, which made people feel more direct than in northern Xinjiang.

"Brother Mingsheng, thank you!" He slowly struck his horse forward.

"Brute, if you move again, I'll beat you!" Seeing that the horse under him was always staggering, Lei Storm raised his big fist in a sand bowl and roared, and turned his head embarrassedly to apologize: "Brother, it's not about you, this beast has only been arrested for more than ten days as a brother." ”

How long has it been since no one visited Leijiabao? The people of the Lei family can't remember clearly, and they even forgot the last time they opened the middle door, it seems that it was when the young master got married.

Lei Qin, the third grandfather of the thunderstorm, and Lei Yong, the fourth uncle, both of them had already walked out of the house and greeted them outside the study, regardless of whether they were juniors or not.

The three of them, only the only three men in the Lei family's lineage, have not been collectively dispatched for a long time.

Xia Houlan was flattered, when could she get such a warm welcome?

He hurriedly dismounted: "Lan to meet the two elders, I wish the fourth uncle and the third grandfather good health and longevity." ”

Xiahou Lan's martial arts are about to reach the first-class, and due to the relationship of talent in this life, the peak of the first-class is estimated to be the apex.

But he still has a vision, and he always feels that the two of them have old wounds, although as a grandmaster and a first-class martial artist, they seem to be a little powerless.

The entourage had already been arranged by the subordinates, and the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren introduced Xiahou Lan into the house, and the guests and hosts sat down. (To be continued.) )