Early in the morning, Li Qinghe got up early in the morning and came to the yard to fetch water to wash his face, but saw Li Changan nodding around the laurel tree.

walked over and asked, only to hear Li Changan say: "We have lived here for three days, I have always felt that this tree is a little wrong, and my feelings have buried a person, you see!"

Li Qinghe looked down, and sure enough, there were traces of excavation at the root of the tree, which didn't seem to be long, and there was a palm-sized stone that served as a tombstone.

Thinking that there was a dead person buried in the courtyard, even if Li Qinghe was not afraid of ghosts and gods, he was trembling all over his body on the first day of winter.

On the other hand, Li Changan didn't care, rubbing his chin, as if thinking about whether this would be the owner of the yard, and if so, who would it be?

After Li Qinghe finished washing his face, Li Changan, who had not yet come up with a result, gave up and packed up and came to the town.

Granny Wang's pastry shop can not only eat here, but also serve porridge and tea.

Li Qinghe was holding a tea bowl at this time, watching the crowds on the street, shoulder to shoulder, and countless people from the rivers and lakes rushed towards Qingcheng Mountain, only to feel that there were still too many scenes that he had never seen.

But Li Changan was close to Granny Wang on the side, wanting to ask who lived in the small courtyard next to the town.

Granny Wang, who originally looked at this young junior with a smiling face, sank her face after hearing the question, but she was not angry, but turned her back and said:

"A winemaking ......"

Li Changan was stunned, thinking that I didn't know that it was brewing, and the utensils in the house were all there.

When he wanted to get to the bottom of it, he was pulled out by Li Qinghe.

"Qinghe, what are you pulling me for?"

"The mother-in-law clearly doesn't want to say, the answer is not what she asked, or she has already answered, so why do you hold on. ”

Li Changan's eyes rolled, and a malicious smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Then did you answer to Lychee?"

"Go up the mountain!

Li Qinghe left the next sentence, turned around and left.

Today, even if it is officially winter, although Liangzhou is mountainous and forested, the cold temperature still makes the leaves fall off, and the town is surrounded by dry branches.

But Qingcheng Mountain is an exception, it looks green from a distance, if you step into it, ignore the cold and fresh wind, and think it's spring and summer.

Maybe it is deliberately working against Taihe Mountain, there are no pine trees on Taihe Mountain, but half of Qingcheng Mountain is a pine forest, but this is not enough to support the word 'green'.

From the halfway up the mountainside, other tree species are also verdant and tender, and those who understand the truth know that this is because of the nine-colored golden lotus at the peak of Qingcheng, which will have such a vision in the cold winter.

Qingcheng Mountain relied on this to compete with the Cloud Palace Fog Hall at the peak of Taihe in terms of face.

Walking on the mountain road step by step, Li Changan looked around, but because there were too many people, he really couldn't see anything, but fortunately, it was a cloudy day today, and the sun was not dazzling.

The people on the mountain road are all people in the rivers and lakes, and they have the ability to do it, so they will naturally not be tired because of mountaineering, but you squeeze me, I squeeze you, and it took an hour for the two to reach halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, there was a huge platform, where some Qingcheng disciples in Taoist robes were waiting, helping those who were resting temporarily.

Li Chang'an, who had just reached the realm of Yipin, was out of breath, and he only felt that this Qingcheng Mountain was really steep, steeper than Taihe Mountain, and Taihe Mountain was higher than this, and he was not tired like this.

Li Qinghe beside him was even more unbearable, he was almost pushed up by the people behind him, and he was sweating in the winter.

The two of them, who couldn't walk, came to the platform and found a clean place to sit down.

"Qinghe...... It's too embarrassing, someone will ask in a while, and we are the people of the Qiankun Gang. ”

"Whew...... But I forgot to change my clothes. Li Qinghe pointed to the Taoist robe on his body.

Li Changan waved his hand: "I can't care so much, just bite and don't let go, there are so many people in this place, you may not be able to meet those people in the tavern yesterday." ”

Li Qinghe nodded, gasping for breath, and the two of them sat here to rest, but after a while, a little Taoist boy not far away ran over, holding a gourd in his hand, and said in a glutinous voice:

"Two seniors, drink some water, the conference won't start until the afternoon, and there will be food served here at noon. ”

Li Changan raised his eyes and took the gourd, didn't think about not dealing with the child, agreed in a good voice, and then threw the gourd aside.

"There must be something in it, these people in Qingcheng Mountain, tsk......t"

Li Qinghe wiped the sweat from his forehead: "But aren't we disciples of the Qiankun Gang now?"

Li Changan was speechless for a moment.

"Ahem...... Two, I haven't done that much in Qingcheng Mountain, but Taihe and his disciples are so heart-to-hearted?"

"You ...... care"

Li Changan scolded as soon as he wanted to turn around, but after seeing the owner of the old voice, he forcibly held back the second half of the sentence.

Purple robe, only one person in Qingcheng Mountain is qualified to wear a purple robe, just like the one in the middle of the three peaks of Taihe, except for the Taihe Palace, only Cui Niubi can live there.

The real person of the Purple Palace, the head of Qingcheng Mountain, the second great master of the martial arts review, and the person who cultivates outside the square is second only to Cui Niubi.

"Huh......" Li Changan calmed down instantly, and bowed without changing his face, since everyone has been named, then Taihe's face cannot be lost.

"I've seen the real people of the Purple Palace. ”

"I've seen the real people of the Purple Palace. Li Qinghe also saluted.

Zigong Zhenren stroked his beard, his eyes swept over the two of them without disagreement, and first looked at Li Changan.

"The temperament and eyes are too similar, who are you Li Tanglin?"

"Father!"

"Hmm......" Zigong Zhenren bowed his head, "Tiger father has no dog, if you can reach your father's height, Qingcheng Mountain is waiting for you at any time." ”

Li Changan lowered his head and glanced at it, but did not speak, and the real person of the Purple Palace then looked at Li Qinghe, and stared at it for a while before saying, "Is it true that Yuchuan has mentioned you when you wake up drunk." ”

"Real people, it's not like this......"

Li Qinghe wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Zigong Zhenren.

"I all know that there are successors to Taihe, or that sentence, although I am waiting for Qingcheng. ”

"But today, since you are here on behalf of Taihe, please go up the mountain!"

As he spoke, Zigong Zhenren waved his hand, pointed to a hidden mountain road, and walked over first, and the two looked at each other and raised their heels.

The mountain road here does not have to be a big road, not only is it quiet and uninhabited, but it seems that the distance is much faster, under the leadership of the real person of the Purple Palace, the three of them took half an hour to reach the peak of Qingcheng.

"Here you are. ”

Saying that, the real person of the Purple Palace left, he still has people from other sects to answer in person, although they are two juniors, but there is no way, people have to die more than people, even if there are two children from Taihe Mountain, he also has to run in person.

This is a ceremony, a gift to the person who has not come down the mountain for thirty years on Taihe Mountain, although he is not convinced, but it is a fact that he can't beat it.

There was still a large open space at the peak of Qingcheng, and most of the sect disciples were looking for a suitable place in a circle, and there were many disputes.

And the place where the two of them are is a high platform, and behind it is the Purple Palace, which is naturally the place where the leader or head of the sect stays.

"You see, the disciple of the Sword Washing Pool, I don't know if the Xue Xue Sword God is here, I guess he didn't come, so he disdains this kind of occasion. ”

Li Changan said to himself, Li Qinghe listened little by little, and he was bored anyway.

Time passed little by little, and many people had gathered on the scene, and there were even many scattered people in the rivers and lakes, jumping high to look inside.

There were many leaders of the sects on the high platform, and the first one who came in was a middle-aged man in the sword washing pool, who was stunned after seeing the two, and then heard the little Taoist boy standing on the side say in a glutinous voice: "Taihe Mountain ......"

The middle-aged man smiled, and his peers arched his hand, which can be regarded as saying hello, Taihe Mountain can come here, what does it matter to the two children?

And Li Changan snickered: "See, we're famous this time!"

Li Qinghe pursed his lips: "People don't know who you are, isn't it still for the sake of Senior Cui's face?"

"Wow, sooner or later, one day the master himself will be able to make a name for himself!"

When the time came to the afternoon, only some scattered people were still climbing the mountain one after another, and the real people of Zigong did not wait any longer, but spoke on the high platform, and the scene was hot.

At this time, under the mountain road in Qingcheng, a man who looked very delicate and even a little weak stopped and nodded as he looked at the vast mountain road.

He was wearing a silk robe unique to Jiangnan County, with a little red mole on his eyebrows, a square package behind him, and a woman standing beside him.

"Senior brother, this is Qingcheng Mountain, don't you hate this kind of thing the most?"

The man smiled, and a little red mole on his eyebrows became more and more beautiful.

"I heard that Zigong Zhenren has profound chess skills and can be called a national player, so of course my senior brother came to him...... Play chess. ”

Fourth in Wu Ping, Jiangnan Chess Saint, Luo Xinghe.

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