Chapter 52: The Road to Rivalry is Narrow
Ouyang Feng glanced at the staircase, "hey", sat down again, and said, "What?" Son, do you have something to do with them? ”
Long Dao: "Our grandmother's mother-in-law and their ancestor are resentful couples, you say, is the relationship deep?" ”
Ouyang Feng thought about it, and didn't remember that Wang Chongyang had followed the little girl by his side, but since Long said so, there must be such a thing, ignoring Lao Wang's love and love, and asked, "What about you?" Do you have a grudge against them? I don't think I've killed anyone from the Quanzhen Sect? In the past, at most, he grabbed the "Nine Yin True Scripture" with Wang Chongyang, and he didn't have much grudge. ”
Long Dao: "It's hard to say, you'll know later." He patted his sleeve and suddenly asked, "Senior, who are you?" ”
Ouyang Feng was stunned, his eyes widened, he looked the dragon up and down, and said in his heart: "Could it be that this kid is testing whether I am crazy?" Looking at it, I didn't see what the dragon meant, that face was a 'stunning' ice sculpture, and replied: "Ouyang Feng." ”
Long Dao: "Other names." ”
Ouyang Feng said: "West poison, I always call Huazi 'old poison'. ”
Long Dao: "Still don't understand? ”
Ouyang Feng was stunned again, puzzled: "What do you understand?" Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile: "Yes, I have to do it today." ”
Long Dao: "I have a way, but I may not be able to do it." ”
Ouyang Fengqi said: "What method? Xin said: "My child is very capable, and he can settle so many old things at a young age, if he doesn't turn back and become an apprentice, won't my Ouyang Feng be a white pair of eyes." ”
Today's Quanzhen Sect can be called the first sect in the world, and its martial arts are the authentic sect of Xuanmen. The five sons of Quanzhen are famous, and they are masters in the world, leading the disciples in the sect to do chivalrous deeds, doing a lot of good deeds, and being highly respected. Therefore, when the Quanzhen Sect and his party walked upstairs, the people in the rivers and lakes here stood up and bowed their hands when they saw it, and left their seats with a little better relationship, and stepped forward to greet and talk with them, and for a while, the voices on the second floor were chaotic, Long and Ouyang Feng were blocked behind the crowd, and their conversation was also suppressed, but no one paid attention to it.
The Quanzhen Sect was invited to participate in the Heroes Conference this time, and there were a total of five people in the group.
The person at the head has a long face like a horse, white hair and white eyebrows, and a long beard under his chin, which is Hao Datong, the son of Guangning. Walking side by side with Hao Datong is a female Taoist priest with a serious face and no smiles, and she is a pure and scattered person. Behind them, there were two middle-aged Taoist priests side by side, one with a thin face and narrow eyes, and it was Zhao Zhijing who looked ill-willed, and the other was Zhen Zhibing, who looked upright and upright. Behind Zhen Zhibing, there is also a young Taoist priest, the little Taoist priest looks average, his expression is respectful and rigorous, he is not known by Long, but Zhen Zhibing's apprentice, Chen Qinghe.
These five people are all holding long swords and wearing indigo robes, which can be seen to be magnificent.
Ouyang Feng pouted at Long and said, "Look at those famous and decent families, one by one, they say that they are like being born to a parent in Quanzhen, how do people know who you are?" ”
Long Dao: "The seniors mean that you and I are not decent. ”
Ouyang Feng said: "Anyway, I'm not." ”
Long Dao: "Then neither am I." ”
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and they supported each other with one hand, their heads turned out of the window, not looking at these "false feelings" and "flattery".
After about a cup of tea, the scene finally stopped being enthusiastic.
Hao Datong stroked his beard and said, "Everyone, don't be impatient, let me fill my stomach first." ”
There is a river and lake human: "Daoist Hao, please here, the seat here is good." ”
Hao Dadao: "Thank you. He beckoned behind him and said, "Senior Sister Sun, Zhijing, Zhibing, and Qinghe, come here." ”
Sun Buer stepped up to follow, Zhao Zhijing, Zhen Zhibing, Chen Qing and the three of them said "yes" and came over. Their seats were directly opposite Long and Ouyang Feng. Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing sat on a stool side by side, and when they looked up, they saw the dragon, and the two looked at each other in surprise. Zhao Zhijing stretched out his finger and pointed at the dragon, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Hao, Uncle Sun, it's the kid surnamed Long." ”
Seeing Zhao Zhijing, the people in the rivers and lakes next to him seemed to know the identity of the pair of "father and son", and hurriedly asked: "Daochang Hao, do you know what the father and son are, tell me about it." Oh, you don't know, these two people are kind enough, and they scared the Mongolian prince Kublai Khan away just now. ”
When Hao Datong heard that the dragon was here, his heart froze, and his eyes shook the moment when the two fought a few years ago, and his neck ached faintly, and he lost his mind for a while.
Sun Fuji has always been dissatisfied with the arrogant boy of the dragon, and he doesn't talk to him, thinking about why the dragon appeared here, as far as she knows, the people in the ancient tomb are not easy to come out.
Hao Datong and Sun Buer, one was distracted, the other was thinking, and the two turned their backs to Long and Ouyang Feng, so they didn't notice Ouyang Feng for the time being.
Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing noticed that Long was at the same table with another old man, but they were short-sighted and didn't know who Ouyang Feng was. Did you find your biological father? ”
Chen Qinghe was already stunned on the spot, his eyes were glued to the dragon's body, and he was surprised and happy in his heart, and he didn't know where he was. Since he saw the entrance of the ancient tomb sealed, he always thought that he would never see the "immortal" figure again in this life, but he didn't expect to meet it here, and he was really happy from the sky.
Zhao Zhijing observed his words and looks, and knew that the people in the ancient tomb were taboo in the Quanzhen Sect, and the kid surnamed Long was even more sick to Hao Datong, so he hurriedly asked: "Kublai Khan?" What are the Mongol princes doing here? Diverting the topic, he looked around with Zhen Zhibing, looking for traces of Yang Guo. The two of them knew that Long and Yang Guo were almost inseparable, and since the dragon was here, then Yang Guo's little bastard was not far away.
Long almost killed Hao Datong, Yang Guo's apostasy is a great shame suffered since the founding of the Quanzhen Sect, the people in the sect are ugly about these two things, the so-called "family ugliness should not be publicized", except for Qiu Chuji sent a letter to inform Guo Jing and Yang Guo to join another teacher, the rest of the sect members took it as a warning and kept silent, so no one in the rivers and lakes knew about the entanglement between Long and Yang and the Quanzhen Sect.
Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing were worried: "Yang Guo is stubborn, cunning, and hates all the Taoist priests of Quanzhen, if he doesn't pay attention and let him shake these things out, the face of the Quanzhen Sect will be lost." "Nervous vigilance.
When the people in the rivers and lakes heard Zhao Zhijing ask, they naturally had to answer, so they added oil and vinegar to how Long and Ouyang Feng showed their martial arts, how to lose the face of Kublai Khan, and how to make the group return in defeat and said vividly.
Hao Datong came back to his senses and asked, "Take things from the air?" Surprised in his heart, he said in his heart: "That young man's skill is so good, none of my three generations of disciples can do it." ”
The Jianghu man nodded and said with a smile: "It's not, Lao Tzu only played it once, and he didn't give an explanation in half a sentence, and the little brother raised his hand and did it, oops, it's really more popular than people." Then he went around to the beginning of the topic and asked, "Daoist Hao, you are well-informed, do you know the origin of the father and son?" ”
Hao Datong asked, "Lao Tzu? Who Lao Tzu? ”
The Jianghu man nodded and said, "Yes, look, where are the father and son still sitting and not leaving, hey, look at the style of the two people, it is rare in the world." As he spoke, he pointed to Long and Ouyang Feng, and said in his heart: "How can Hao Datong be absent-minded today, co-authoring, what he just said for a long time was in vain." ”
Hao Datong and Sun Buji looked at each other, followed the direction of the man's finger, and sure enough, there was an old man with gray hair and a white robe on the opposite side of the dragon. The two of them still maintained a posture facing out of the window, completely ignoring the discussion here, and their posture was cold and arrogant.
Sun Buer stood up with a "rub", pressed the Qiushui Sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, he..." Why aren't you crazy again? How did it end up here? Are people similar? ”
Hao Datong and Sun Buji thought the same, slowly stood up, walked a few steps closer, and after carefully identifying it, he was shocked in his heart and blurted out: "Ouyang Feng!" He retreated under his feet, stretched out his arms, and blocked the people around him. Sun Buer had already "brushed" and drew his sword, the white light flashed, and the horizontal sword was protected in front of him.
The name of "Western Poison" is known to everyone, and no one knows it.
Ouyang Feng's three words were like thunder in the world, shaking the rest of the people on the spot.
Hao Datong and Sun Buer are disciples of Wang Chongyang, so they naturally know Ouyang Feng's face.
Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing saw that the two uncles were on a posture, and they were about to make a move, and they also drew their swords to support them. The others heard the sound of the two drawing their swords, and finally reacted, and collectively picked up their weapons. The ordinary diners scattered in a hurry and fled downstairs.
The scene became tense.
Now that they have been recognized, Ouyang Feng and Long have no need to make a score.
The two turned their heads together, coldly glanced at everyone, not like a group of people on the other side as if they were facing a great enemy, stood up leisurely, got out of their seats, and walked two feet away from Hao Datong and the others. The two of them flicked their sleeves in unison, put one hand behind their waists, calmed down, and raised their eyelids to look at the person opposite.
If the enemy does not move, I will not move.
In the crowd, Zhao Zhijing clenched his sword and was about to whisper a few words to Zhen Zhibing, but he caught a glimpse of Chen Qinghe standing in place stunned, his sword still on the table, and said in his heart: "Yes, I haven't started fighting yet, so I'll be stupid first." He arched his shoulders and arched Zhen Zhibing, and said to Chen Qinghe over there, meaning: "Hurry up and see your apprentice, otherwise you won't know how to die." ”
Zhen Zhibing frowned, patted Chen Qinghe's shoulder, and said, "Qinghe, come back to your senses." ”
Chen Qinghe was excited, and was frightened by Zhen Zhibing, looked at the master, shocked, and his face turned red. He was afraid that Zhen Zhibing would find out that he had been watching the dragon, so he said in a panic: "Master, you once said that the Four Great Sages became famous in the first Huashan Sword Debate, this..." I don't know what to call it, he paused and continued, "After so many years, he must be seventy or eighty years old, how can he still be so young." ”
Chen Qinghe's question was purely a weak move, and he thought he had lowered his voice, but unexpectedly, the volume was higher in the midst of nervousness, so that everyone could hear it clearly, and half a word was not bad.