The border passes in September, and the first snow arrives.

The snowflakes are pouring and the heart is chilling.

The one with a small space in the courtyard of the house not far from the Jiuxian Building.

Sitting firmly on the wooden chair at the front, he has been a cook for the old shopkeeper's Jiuxianlou for a few months, and he has been closing his eyes before.

Suddenly, the middle-aged cook opened his eyes, turned to the wall, made a strange mark on his hands, and pasted a different wood grain token on the wall.

In fact, the beginning of the gate was supposed to wait for a day, but he had encountered a situation that he, the gatekeeper of the ancestral realm, could not resist before.

The man and the woman in the tavern were so high that he, the gatekeeper, felt particularly palpitations, so it naturally became a matter of course to open the door in advance and let the two of them advance.

opened the first time, and this second time can only be in advance.

The middle-aged chef actually had to sigh silently in his heart, and the consequences of opening the secret realm in advance naturally needed to be borne by him, the gatekeeper, and he would not invite him if he wanted to.

A whole machine sounded, and a passage appeared behind the wall, and everyone in the hall suddenly became nervous.

There is a drum tower in Linguan City, it is said that it has a long history, built in the period of Emperor Xuan, but it was built in order to cater to Emperor Xuan, but it was not of any use at that time, and now, there are generals of Huangkui country standing on the platform, and it is really a time and a situation.

On the platform, the veteran Su Biwu held the knife horizontally, but behind him stood a halberd general who did not quite conform to the rules.

At first, the crowd was a little noisy, but after General Su looked around angrily, he returned to silence.

The military law is sensible, and the prestige of the old general is particularly high.

Su Biwu Shen said in this voice, and said: "Today, the generals are not generals, only soldiers, the Great Xuan Dynasty, the mythical and unbreakable Great Xuan Dynasty, is now different from being terminated by you." ”

The audience laughed proudly, and the voice was mixed with heartiness.

"Therefore, the Great Xuan Dynasty is not mythical and unbreakable, even if it is known as the world's first iron horse, how can the Great Xuan Iron Rider be angry? ”

The audience was ordered to applaud one after another.

Su Biwu on the stage was a little hesitant and couldn't stop talking.

On the other side, Huang Yunjun and the three of them shuttled through the streets and alleys of Linguan City.

Passing by Jiuxian Tower, Huang Yunquan grabbed the reins of the horse and stopped.

Looking up, the plaque hanging in the center of the gate of Jiuxianlou carries the three words "Jiuxianlou" like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

The longer I look at it, the more I feel like I'm stuck in it, and I can't extricate myself.

Lu Shihan, the young man with the sword, also noticed the strangeness, and looked at the wooden plaque with his eyes on the mountain.

Suddenly frightened, he withdrew his eyes, pursed his lips, and looked at Huang Yunjun, who seemed to be asleep on his back immediately.

There is a trace of residual sword intent in the plaque, the kind of sword on the mountain.

And it's also the kind of legacy of the predecessors who are more or less clear about the way of the sword.

It's just that the sword intent has dissipated so badly, and there are only some sheep intestine paths for reference.

He, Lu Shihan, is naturally not envious of the kendo legacy in the plaque, he is a kendo inheritance with a good foundation, there is no need to leave the road unattended, but to choose those paths that do not know the future.

The inheritance of sects naturally has innate advantages, unlike those who have no sects and no sects that are like wild dogs shaving food.

It's just that what makes Lu Shihan envious is the other party's great opportunity.

However, in the blink of an eye, Lu Shihan is state of mind is naturally peaceful, even if this is the case, how can he Lu Shihan not be praised as a genius? The cultivation world also pays attention to the respect of those who have attained it, after all, he has gone so much more than the other party, and besides, there are so many early death geniuses in this world.

At a corner at the front of the alleyway where Jiuxian Building was located, a middle-aged man opened two wooden doors, revealing his figure, and then turned his head to look at the three of them.

The three of them also turned their heads with some sense, and the three people in front of outsiders were actually outstretched allies standing on an avenue.

In the ancestral realm.

Wu Chen turned his face sideways, put his hands between the wide sleeved robes, half-squatted down, his face was shallow and smiling, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and two shallow smiles, "Why, our martial uncle is so powerful, I don't think we should just hand over this big fart to you, and simply teach you the entire world."

Wu Er's face was covered with rain with pear blossoms, a handful of snot and a handful of tears, "Don't be master, the little one has this little place to be around, I said, that guy outside is not easy to mess with, since the master you haven't come for a long time, it has become more and more difficult to figure out, and now that guy still wants to meddle in the affairs of my ancestral realm, master, you have to give me a comment." ”

The golden man swayed back and forth, as if he had seen some extremely beautiful joke.

Wu Er took advantage of the gap, raised his eyelids lightly, and glared at the other party fiercely.

As a result, there was a snap, which attracted a slap from Wu Chen.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Cheng shook his head and said: "I didn't expect such a situation to occur, it was just a very small and very small containment left by me, but I didn't smile and said that there would be some anti-customers, but this has something to do with your laziness and can't be shirked, you deserve to be here now, and you can't go further." ”

"Master, wronged, I think my Wu Er has been diligent and diligent for nearly 10,000 years, and there is no merit and hard work, and that guy's courage is also a little bigger. ”

Wu Chen looked at Wu Er, who looked like a half-child, and said, "Tell me, what a bold man." ”

Wu Er seemed to have found an outlet, or he could finally find someone to complain, "That guy actually violated the boundaries set by the master at the earliest, took the initiative to meddle in this worldly matter, and secretly made some small moves, such as relaxing the boundaries for some people privately, and letting those who are obviously the worldly people under the mountain practice the mountain exercises, master, that is, we Wu Er don't have that ability, otherwise the master would have been in charge of him a long time ago." ”

After Wu Chen heard this, he stood up, looked at Wu Er with a smile, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the small head case of Wu Er's thick hair into a crown, squinting his eyes and smiling.

The white and childish boy Wu Er felt inexplicable palpitations for a while for no reason.

"Wu Er. ”

"Here, master, are you going to clean up that guy, let's Wu Er will give you a front, but master, you have to come quickly, otherwise our little body will always suffer." ”

"There's no rush to this, take your time. ”

Wu Er turned his eyes wide, and asked a little knowingly, "What is the master talking about?"

"How much did you refine that bead of mine?"