On the Luoyang wharf, a ship slowly docked.

In the edge cabin, Liu Zhuoran was half-leaning on the edge of the table, holding the long sword in his hand, his eyes closed, recalling the scene of his deep conversation with his father at home in Nanhai a month ago.

And those words that my father said.

"My son wants to honor his parents at home, so that he can live a good life, and he is happy in his father's heart, and your mother is also very happy.

However, my son is only in his early twenties, how can he waste his good years on the border of the South China Sea?

For my father, when you returned home for the past two months, you were always depressed and laughing, and I knew that my son was still uneasy in his heart. ”

"My son went to Penglai Immortal Land since he was a child, and saw the scenery of the fairy family, and his vision was naturally extraordinary.

In my memory, my father smiled and said to him in a gentle tone:

"Now, my Liu family has returned to the South China Sea, and the head of Liu has re-accepted me and others regardless of his previous suspicions, and let his father be the steward of the sword faction.

My son doesn't have to worry about his family.

Listen to the father, go out to see this beautiful river and mountain, and have a good look at the scenery of the world, which can be regarded as making up for the omission of my son's growth over the years.

If my son wants to go home and serve and live a peaceful life, your mother and I will not stop you.

This trip to the Sword Sect is just going to Luoyang to participate in the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference, and my son will follow, you were a person from outside the world before, and you have never walked through the rivers and lakes.

Let's take a good feel for our world. ”

But Jianjun, who didn't like or yearn for this troubled river and lake before, was always in the clouds before, and his life was knocked into the dust again, and this was the low point of his life.

His temperament has also changed from indifferent to a little silent, and he has a feeling of being at a loss for his own opportunities.

To put it bluntly, I am at a loss in my heart.

I don't know where to go or what to do.

Although he broke away from Penglai, he still has Penglai Sword Dictionary and other strange weapons in the world in his memory, and it is difficult not to be remembered by those who have a heart.

And Liu Zhuoran also knows his father's thoughts.

"Bang"

Just as Sword Monarch was thinking in his heart, the door of the cabin was pushed open.

A man about his age, wearing a long robe of the South China Sea Sword Sect and a beard on his chin, stood in the doorway, carrying a sword on his back, and his fairly upright face was full of alienation.

looked at Liu Zhuoran's eyes, and there was an indescribable happiness.

"Lord Sword Monarch..."

The man stretched out his voice and said:

"Let's get here, quickly bow down and disembark with us laymen."

The words are full of yin and yang.

Liu Zhuoran didn't seem to hear the malice in those words, but just hugged his fist at the man and said softly:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wei, for telling me."

"What are you doing?"

On the deck, more than a dozen disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect who were looking at Luoyang heard a scolding.

The men and women turned around and saw that the senior brother Wei Changbo was walking out of the cabin with Liu Zhuoran.

Wei Changbo is the only son of Elder Wei of the South China Sea Sword Sect, and he also has some talent, and he won the first place in several small competitions in the sect at a young age.

He is also quite thoughtful and capable, so he is naturally supported by simple young people.

It's just that this senior brother is a little cautious.

But no one is perfect, and this is not something intolerably bad.

"Lord Sword Monarch is here, don't you wait for peace!"

Wei Changbo carried his sword on his back and shouted to his senior brother.

There is no respect in the words, and the idea is to make malicious jokes.

And a few people who played well with the senior brother and were interested in stammering, when they heard the senior brother's shouting, they knew what the senior brother was thinking.

With a wicked smile, they pretended to bow down to Liu Zhuoran, calling them Sword Monarch.

Other fellow students did not participate.

Everyone has a rod and scale in their hearts, Liu Zhuoran fell into the world, it is miserable enough, not everyone likes to bully others to satisfy the dark thoughts in their hearts.

The faint sound of greetings echoed across the deck.

alarmed the Sword Sect elder who led the team, but the latter only glanced at it and didn't intervene.

Young people are just having fun.

Wei Changbo, who was standing on the side with his arms crossed, looked at Liu Zhuoran's unchanged face, and he suddenly felt unhappy in his heart.

This Liu Zhuoran, it's all like this, and he's still holding a shelf?

"Okay, okay, let's disperse."

The senior brother waved his hand, and the senior brothers dispersed in a hurry, he turned around again, patted Liu Zhuoran on the shoulder, and said:

"Zhuo Ran, you and I grew up together when we were young, and this time I came to Luoyang to make our South China Sea Sword Sect famous in the Central Plains, don't be afraid, although you are already a waste.

But I'm sure you'll be safe. ”

Sword Monarch's face was still calm.

He has been walking with a sword for many years, and what has not happened to the rivers and lakes?

He saw through the careful thinking of his childhood friend at a glance, and felt helpless in his heart, just like an adult seeing a self-righteous child playing treasure.

Of course, with the Qi Nourishing Kung Fu created by Jianjun in Penglai, he will naturally not fight with Wei Changbo.

The dog bites the man.

Do people still want to bite back?

He arched his hand and said to Wei Changbo in front of him:

"Then, thank you, Senior Brother Wei."

"Our relationship, what do you say?"

Although Senior Brother Wei's face was calm, he also had a sneer and pleasure in his heart.

He can be regarded as growing up with Liu Zhuoran since he was a child, and the two had a good relationship when they were young.

But since Liu Zhuoran was taken away by the Penglai Immortals, this good friendship has disappeared.

Everyone knows that the immortal family has superb means, and if they enter the immortal gate, they are not ordinary people.

And Liu Zhuoran came out of the mountain at the age of seventeen with the Lingxu ancient sword, all the way to the clouds, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, famous all over the world, and was awarded the reputation of the sword king, all of them were the same age, but Wei Changbo could only stay in a corner of the South China Sea.

Even if he practiced martial arts like crazy, he could only come out on top in the small Beacon Mountain, and no one in the rivers and lakes knew his name.

Such a gap between heaven and earth made him have a knot in his heart.

Everyone was the same when they were young, why is there such a big gap now?

But the Sword Monarch's prestige is spread all over the world, even if Senior Brother Wei is unhappy, what can he do, he can only endure it, he can be regarded as seeing the reality clearly, and he and his childhood friends are no longer all the way.

However, there is another saying that there are unpredictable circumstances in the sky.

The story of Liu Zhuoran's disaster was transmitted back to the South China Sea, which made Wei Changbo unable to believe it for a while, and half-believed it, until Liu Zhuoran, who had become a waster, returned to Beacon Hill, and after he saw it with his own eyes, he believed it.

And what follows is the joy in the heart, the identities of the two sides, I'm afraid that this will be subverted, right?

"Oh my God, he really has eyes."

The senior brother snorted, and the mischievous idea in his heart was satisfied, so he ignored Liu Zhuoran, walked into the group of senior brothers, and was hugged by people to leave the deck and walk into the dock.

At this time, the sect elder had already disembarked from the boat and was talking to the steward who came to greet him from the Heluo Gang.

Both sides are old rivers and lakes, and they speak very decently.

"Your faction's rest place is arranged in the east of Luoyang City, and my family has specially set aside a yard for your faction to use."

The steward of the Heluo Gang smiled and said:

"You don't need to worry about your salute, you will be sent to the house by your own help, and the helper has also set up a table to entertain you, please come with me, go and wash away the dust first."

Although everyone came to Luoyang from all over the world to participate in the martial arts conference.

However, the treatment between sects and sects is completely different.

For a third-rate force like Phantom Sword Mountain, it's good to have an inn to live in.

And this South China Sea Sword Sect is also second to none in the South China Sea, and when you come to Luoyang, you will naturally have a special courtyard and servants to serve.

As for the big forces such as the Jade Emperor Palace, they all live directly in Lei Ye's mansion, or in the rich and noble courtyards of wealthy merchants in the city, and they should enjoy it, so it is naturally needless to say.

For example, Xiaoxiang Jianmen borrowed and lived in the familiar Li family's mansion.

However, this time, the Heluo Gang received financial assistance from the Moon Falling Merchant Workshop, and they were also wealthy.

No matter where you live, you don't have to spend money.

The daily inn also serves free meals, but if you want to eat well, you have to pay for the restaurants yourself, and most of those restaurants are the property of the Heluo Gang.

Well, the left-handed trick of turning the right hand into the right.

But in any case, this good thing of eating and living for nothing, and having money in martial arts competitions is the first time in the rivers and lakes, so all the forces that came to participate in the Central Plains Martial Arts Conference praised the hospitality of the Heluo Gang.

It can be regarded as making Lei Ye earn a lot of popularity.

Seeing that he was from the South China Sea Sword Sect, he was greeted by someone as soon as he arrived in this Luoyang land, and he was specially equipped with a carriage, and the battle was huge, and Wei Changbo and other Sword Sect disciples who followed behind the elder were also proud and overjoyed.

Under the envious or jealous gazes of the people on the dock, the bones of these young disciples were three points lighter.

This made the elder who led the team couldn't help but shake his head.

Alas, it's still too little experience, all of them are young people in the rivers and lakes, is the kindness of the Heluo Gang so easy to accept?

Such a generous treatment is eye-catching.

When the martial arts conference opens, his own South China Sea Sword Sect will inevitably be focused on.

Fellow martial artists came to Luoyang, all to make a name for themselves, and climbed to the top by stepping on the head of the channel, and their South China Sea Sword Sect is not a wealthy family in the world, so it is not a good thing to be valued like this.

The convoy was about to set off.

But he saw a fast horse coming from the other side of the dock.

The man on the horse, wearing a green robe and long robe, looked like an entourage, but Elder Nanhai saw that there was a small dragon emblem on the sleeve of the man, with teeth and claws.

How can ordinary people dare to use such taboo emblems?

He knew the identity of the visitor, so he hurriedly got up to greet him, and the Tsing Yi entourage did not want to attract attention, so the two went to the side of the convoy to talk.

"Although the alliance leader has not yet arrived in Luoyang, he has already heard about the Sword Monarch."

The man in Tsing Yi looked to be in his forties and was very kind, and he arched his hand to Elder Nanhai and said:

"The alliance leader heard that there was a demon sect man's handiwork in the matter of the Sword Monarch, and he was very concerned, so I came here, first asked the Sword Monarch to live in the courtyard in the city, and waited for the alliance leader to come and ask one or two.

The heroes of the South China Sea Sword Sect, can you make it convenient? ”

The elder's face was solemn, he pinched his beard and thought for a moment, and then said to the retinue of Wulong Villa:

"Zhuo Ran's matter is indeed a regret of the rivers and lakes, my Nanhai faction is also trying its best to find rare medicines to treat Zhuo Ran's injuries, this time, since I have won the favor of the alliance leader, I will not stop Zhuo Ran.

But Zhuo Ran is now like a waste, and he goes alone, I'm afraid it's not beautiful. ”

The elder said to his attendants,

"In this way, the old man will go with Zhuo Ran and personally protect him in the other courtyard until the alliance leader arrives, can you?"

"Naturally, it doesn't matter."

The entourage of the Five Dragons Villa smiled, and the Nanhai Elder turned around and gave a few orders to the disciples, so that Wei Changbo, who still didn't understand what was going on, managed the accompanying disciples, and then went to the rear of the convoy and left with the Sword Monarch.

When the three of them returned to the courtyard prepared for Ren Hao by the Heluo Gang, they saw a man in white standing under the big tree in the courtyard, as if he was enjoying the shade, holding a folding fan.

Holding a book in his right hand, he read it carefully.

Seeing Liu Zhuoran walking into the courtyard, Hua Qing Gongzi put down the book, smiled at the Nanhai elder standing next to him, and arched his hand.

Then with a strange smile, he said to the Sword Monarch:

"You're in a really good mood.

Do you really want to roll in this red dust and get stained with mud again? What was going on the dock deck was something we could see clearly.

How did you endure it?

Even if you don't have internal strength, just rely on one-handed swordsmanship to kill that rammer, it's just a matter of time, right?

Don't tell me, you Penglai inherits swordsmanship, you can't even do this? ”

The Nanhai elder who was next to him was very embarrassed in his heart, he knew that the words of the son in front of him, although he said it to Liu Zhuoran, but it actually meant that Sang scolded Huai.

This is turning a corner and saying that the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect are not sensible.

The elder didn't know who the boy in front of him was, but since he could be in the courtyard of the martial arts alliance leader, he must not be an ordinary person, so he could only smile awkwardly.

When Liu Zhuoran heard what Hua Qing said, he replied:

"I just want to be a person in the red dust with my heart, and the past is like yesterday."

"You want to be beautiful."

After Elder Nanhai left, Hua Qing opened the folding fan with a snort, and said in a leisurely tone while shaking it:

"You Liu Zhuoran is a member of the Xianmen for one day, and you have been for the rest of your life. Those things, you can't hide if you want to, you say you want to be a red dust person.

But whether this Hongchen is willing to accept you or not, it's a matter of two words.

You want to become like the people in the rivers and lakes, and let go of the past, but look at you. ”

Hua Qing's footsteps flashed, swept in front of Jian Jun, pointed at his chest with a folding fan, and whispered:

"Inside and out, what are you like about them? It's like a crane that folds its wings and falls into a chicken coop, but at a glance, the crane is still a crane.

Liu Zhuoran, you are a mortal, with such a state of mind, you can't do it. ”

"Then you teach me."

Liu Zhuoran hugged his fist at Hua Qing and said:

"You are also a disciple of the Immortal Sect, but you have traveled thousands of miles of red dust, and you are exactly the same as the people in the rivers and lakes, if you want to be proficient in this way, you can teach me."

"Are you serious, don't ask for immortals?"

Hua Qing looked at Jianjun, swayed the fan in her hand, and asked seriously.

Liu Zhuoran also did not hesitate and repeated what he just said:

"The past is like yesterday.

has been knocked to the dust, I cry and make trouble again, stalking, can I catch it back? I don't know where to go, so I just fall down and lie down there.

No matter what he asks for immortals, he will roll freely in this red dust, and it will not be in vain to walk in the world. ”

Liu Zhuoran clasped his hands into fists and bowed to Hua Qing to the end, he said:

"Brother Huaqing, help me."

"You've asked for this, and you're really arrogant."

Hua Qing put away the folding fan with a sigh, and said to Liu Zhuoran:

"Okay, don't call Sword Monarch in the future. That nickname is too pompous, since you don't have the sword in your hand, you will be called 'Liu Wujian' in the future, the same as my 'Huaqing'.

Sort of, those of us who gave ourselves a new name in the red dust, looking forward to the new life of the cocoon. ”