After separating from Qu Shitu, the white-haired man Du Fanglin made a detour and returned to this town. What to run, this neighborhood is Longmen Road, the new stronghold of the Confucian world, and he originally came to find Shulou Longsu.

In the town, Du Fanglin was in a literary jade shop and glanced at a civil official in the Confucian world. The civil official put down the jade in his hand, bowed slightly, and took the lead in leaving the store.

The two left the town along the street one after the other, and continued east. The civil official in front leads the way, and you can see that the avenue is smooth, the green trees are shady, the white walls and green tiles are hidden next to the road, and the sound of yellow dogs, chickens and ducks is heard, and the cooking smoke is prosperous, singing and laughing.

After turning a few corners, he unconsciously deviated from the main road, and the guide disappeared under the shadow of the mountains and trees at some point.

Du Fanglin walked forward, through the broad-leaved forest with a sassy wind, retreated when encountering the mountain, and entered when encountering the water.

There are some hidden dragon elephants here, the water is clear and the mountains are blue, which is actually a natural formation. The hidden dragon is in the abyss, thick and thin, driving the outstanding people within a radius of 100 miles.

After he climbed a hill, he saw that the sky was open, and although he did not see the cornices and tiles, there were songs and songs that came from nowhere, and few and lonely piano songs; It is not a place of hidden immortals, but the hometown of Confucianism.

This is the Longmen Road, the emerging gate of Confucianism in the bitter realm, and the place where Confucianism stands in the world.

Compared with the outdated and conservative Confucian lineage in various places, this newly built Confucian world has a bit of the atmosphere of following the world and taking advantage of the situation, and has the intention to lead the world to Confucianism, and it is by no means a stubborn person.

At this time, Shulou Longsu, because of Du Fanglin's intervention in the middle, did not experience the turmoil from the right path. Although the head of the Confucian dragon is already a bloodthirsty person, it is more of an image of sacrifice for the world. The status of Shulou Longsu is very stable, and the image of Confucianism in the entire Confucian vein has also become the leader of the emerging veins.

In other words, for the time being, there is no "warm sunshine" of Shulou Longsu, and there will only be more difficult Confucian dragon heads in the bitter realm.

Du Fanglin stopped on the hill, and the end point in front of him had arrived.

Under the sun, Mu Xianfeng, who was dressed in red, was still the girl wearing a golden crown in the past, holding flowers at the end of the hill.

The white-haired man takes off his hat. Putting aside this big killer from the people, if you look closely, you can see that he has actually been wearing a formal Confucian shirt, with white hairpins and hostas, neat and tidy, and not rude.

"I've seen you for a long time, sir."

Mu Xianfeng is blessed to see the gift, not called "Yanfu" because the phantom has become a thing of the past, and a "long time to see" is the past and true.

"Xianfeng, it's been a long time."

Du Fanglin's mind still has the impression of his first sight of Mu Xianfeng when he watched the drama back then, but more of it is the impression of being in this world, seeing Shulou Longsu adopt an orphan girl named Xianfeng, and then gradually grow into the impression of today's girl.

He no longer has a folding fan in his hand, and after a smile, he strokes his chest with a bamboo hat and returns the salute.

Mu Xianfeng had some surprise in his eyes, it seemed that he had been told something, and he was ready to face the strange behavior of the person he faced.

Du Fanglin understands very well. The real "he", in fact, has never known Shulou Longsu and Mu Xianfeng in this world; But from the memory level, he has known Mu Xianfeng and Shulou Longsu for a long, long time, so long that it is already a matter of the previous life.

"The master is already waiting for him in the courtyard, please come with me."

Mu Xianfeng went straight to the point and avoided unnecessary greetings, which was exactly what Du Fanglin meant.

He didn't bother to say hello either.

"Please."

Du Fanglin stretched out his ...... Hats.

This seemingly subconscious move reminded Mu Xianfeng of the days when Yanfu played with the folding fan, and couldn't help but smile under his sleeves.

Du Fanglin knew in his heart that he wanted to have a good relationship with the Confucian world again, and naturally they couldn't be too unfamiliar with each other.

Following Mu Xianfeng to take the last step towards the location of Longmen Road, the scene changed in an instant, and there was a sense of earth-shaking transformation.

In front of him, there is a magnificent stone pillar gatehouse, and then a smooth road paved with jade floor tiles; The buildings on both sides are majestic, the eaves and Zhu Pavilion, the high platform is stacked, all of them are Confucian atmosphere.

Further ahead, there is a square, on the high platform, layers of yarn and tents, covering a white jade piano.

There is no one on the side of the piano, and its owner is standing on the square with his back to him, dressed in purple beads, holding a round palace fan with white beads and phoenixes, light purple hair knotted into a high bun, wearing a vermilion agate dragon head twisted silk crown, and the crystal clear amethyst and pearl jade drooping on both sides.

Du Fanglin stopped and nodded in his heart, it is the second version of the dragon......

Mu Xianfeng retreated to the side and made room for the two of them.

"Huh."

A chuckle emanated from under the purple palace fan in the hand of the walking jewel box.

But it makes people's hairs stand on end suddenly, and there is an illusion of being targeted by monsters.

How fast the speed of the bloodthirsty man was, Shulou Longsu almost turned around, and disappeared, and in the next second, the purple sword curtain transformed by the purple palace fan had already been handed to the visitor:

"Thousands of shadows."

There is no temptation, no simple tricks, and the opening is the ultimate. The purple dragon shadow transformed by the purple palace fan was divided into thousands of killing shadows with one sword, so that the sunlight on all sides was dyed with killing intent. This trick is to prevent Du Fanglin from escaping, because this person is too good at hiding and hiding, and he will never fight people head-on unless he is in case, which is probably also a common problem of sorcerers.

But that was the "Du Fanglin" that Shulou Longsu knew.

did not retreat but advanced, but it was Du Fanglin who was in the world of sword and shadow at this time. His speed may not be as fast as the sword, but a whirlwind has been generated around him as soon as he steps out, and the plausible Confucian secret style "gentleman's wind" seems to be invisibly mixed with yellow sand and ten thousand points.

Shulou Longsu has already sensed the mystery at close range, and tens of thousands of sword intent are immediately touched, but some of them have still been absorbed by the yellow sand in the wind.

This trick is nameless.

It's just that the person who surpasses the peak of thousands of sorcerers uses what he has learned all his life to come easily.

Huang Sha countered the sword qi and sent it back in an instant, mixed with the thousands of sword qi that had been temporarily strained, but it became more and more difficult.

Mu Xianfeng's body was limited, and he couldn't distinguish it at this time, so he immediately decided to take ten steps back, and immediately saw more than a dozen deep slash marks on the masonry of the square where he was before.

But this does not make it difficult for the master of the sword qi.

The purple dragon shadow sword leaped like a dragon, and the sword crushed the wind, just like the sound of a dragon's roar, "Dragon Teng's angry tide!" "The dragon swallows ten thousand swords, the force is overwhelming, the shape of the wind in an instant, the shadow of the sword, the main anti-guest again, and the person follows the sword.

At this moment, the purple bloom of the sword was like a dragon soaring for thousands of miles, and the wind was silent and the sand stopped, and the people in it were completely exposed to the sword.

Du Fanglin caught a green leaf between his two fingers in his sleeve. Maybe it was taken from the air in the chaos just now, or maybe it was hidden between his fingers from the beginning, facing the dragon-shaped sword, the green leaves flashed from his fingertips, "A leaf is blind." ”

The purple dragon was about to take off, and he was stunned in an instant.

At this moment, a hazy green shadow seemed to appear in front of Shulou Longsu, and it was clear that the person was still in place, but there was a sense of deviation from the five senses and a sense of being in another world. The purple dragon shadow sword strained, catching the wind and looking for opportunities, he had already raised his vigilance, and the dragon sword shadow shattered into countless sword scales, "Hmm-" However, he already felt a touch of cool water on the side of his neck.

Mu Xianfeng's expression changed, and he saw that Hua Wei changed his moves one after another under the Confucian Dragon Head Sword, and finally was approached, and a little green between the white-haired fingers crossed the purple dragon phantom, and the figure seemed to be illusory for a moment, and the sword could not hurt his body.

The remaining strength of the green leaves has not disappeared, and it comes out of the fingers, like a sharp blade breaking through the air, and it is not in the stone pillar next to the side. At this time, Du Fanglin and Shulou Longsu alternated positions, with their backs to Zilong, facing Mu Xianfeng, and nodding.

Mu Xianfeng took a breath and slowly spit it out.

The sword pressure around him was suspended, and Shulou Longsu flipped the cuffs with his sword, and the purple dragon shadow turned into a beaded palace fan, and when he lifted the fan, he caught the purple hair that was shaved off in the wind.

The battle between the two sides, in order to confirm that each other can do, is not a death match, and does not lose the hole cards. Du Fanglin used magic to interfere with the five senses of Shulou Longsu, but before that, he first used the technique of Huangsha Naqi to obtain the exchange of opportunities between the two sides. The tricks of the dragon house in the sparse building have changed one after another before they are used, and the flaws are naturally revealed.

"It seems that if you want to fight you, you need to break your rhythm."

Yang Fan ruined the hair, and covered his face with a bead fan, Shulou Longsu turned back with a sharp gaze.

"You try." Du Fanglin didn't look back, he couldn't see his eyes, he could only hear the ordinary tone at this time: "Maybe, it will be a little difficult." ”

"Huh."

Shulou Longsu did not start the war again, in the case of each other's full efforts, the debate is meaningless, not to mention that the previous three moves deliberately suppressed people with momentum, but still could not probe the bottom, which is enough to show that the main cultivation of Linque after the return is at that level.

It can be regarded as laying the foundation for future cooperation.

The bead fan changed hands, and when it was raised backwards, a gust of wind blew through the uninhabited square, leveling the masonry by half an inch in an instant, and repairing the sword marks around it. The light yarn fluttered, and on the high platform with the white jade qin, a figure of a purple fan appeared in a gorgeous costume.

The figure in front of Mu Xianfeng's eyes suddenly faded.

At the other end of the high platform, the white-haired man appeared in a phantom form, which was exactly the same as the time when Shulou Longsu appeared.

The sound was muffled by a heavy gauze tent, and the high platform was condescending, with an unobstructed view of the surroundings and no fear of eavesdropping.

Mu Xianfeng did not get permission, and retreated into the audience, waiting to keep secrets.

On the high platform, Du Fanglin glanced down.

Behind the corner of Mu Xianfeng's clothes, through the heavy curtains, he seemed to see a magic light in his eyes, revealing a corner of the Nasheng imprint.

"Farewell Chongqiu, you're late." Shulou Longsu said at this time. In the court of Chongqiu, the two sides set a cooperation intention, and exchanged interests in the future in exchange for the Yungu Leifeng incident, and the dragon head stood on one side of the Spring and Autumn Period.

"But I'm here after all, will you decide to attend the next event?" Du Fanglin changed his mind and never mentioned the previous agreement, but revealed the intention of the invitation.

Shulou Longsu Zifan shook it: "You mean to unite the three religions and establish a public court?" What is this......" The unfinished voice of the Confucian dragon head fell through the curtain and fell down the high platform, and was absorbed by the magic hidden at the corner of Mu Xianfeng's clothes.

What a hassle.

Du Fanglin thought in his heart, at that time, it was clearly said that the three religions would jointly build a public court, and the opportunity that originally belonged to the Spring and Autumn Period would be replaced by the Confucian world, and on this basis, he would absorb the fame and benefits in the world.

He suddenly raised his hand and attracted a wisp of wind from the high platform, a little crimson blended into the wind, invisibly penetrated the curtain, and fell behind the corner of Mu Xianfeng's clothes, but he saw that the sound technique was inch-inch, and then it was replaced by a peach blossom that seemed to be printed and dyed on the fabric of the corner of his clothes.

Shulou Longsu shook the fan and watched everything, did not interfere, did not make a sound, until the mark was completely replaced by peach blossoms, and it could be inferred that for a long time, everyone related to this mark would have peach blossom characteristics on their bodies, and then lightly hooked the corners of his lips and said "ha".

has not experienced turmoil, in addition to the stable position of the Confucian dragon head, the trouble brought is that there is no reason to eliminate some people with different intentions in Longmen Dao. These people may have made a mistake in the moment, but it is more likely that they are being watched by other forces of Confucianism.

"You're using me as a coolie."

Dealing with the monitor, Du Fanglin looked at Shulou Longsu with a very positive attitude.

This cunning and cunning jewel box.

"You're not, aren't you?" Shulou Longsu took the move, and then threw it backhanded, "Hide and be involved with the old forces in the Spring and Autumn Period, but take the Confucian world as the vanguard, who are you targeting?" The old veins of the three religions, or, is it true? ”