"Brother Luo Zhan's cultivation has progressed so fast, Xiang is really impressed!"

On the outskirts of Luoyang Flower City, in a green bamboo forest, although it is winter, the bamboo leaves are still verdant, but at this time, not only the green leaves are dancing wildly, falling to the ground, the stumps are broken, but also there are many things, and the eyes and places can be described as devastated everywhere, showing that it has gone through an extraordinary vigor raging.

Through the clusters of green bamboos, you can see a lot of empty fields in the forest, and there are several figures, one of which is a big man with a cold and arrogant temperament, which is the "King of Heaven" Xiang Wentian.

"It's too good to the left, it's just a little chance."

Hearing the praise of "Heavenly King Laozi" to Wentian, Luo Zhan smiled slightly, bowed back, and said humbly.

"Well, in that case, how about we leave for Hangzhou West Lake tomorrow?"

The two complimented Han Huo a few times again, and "Heavenly King Laozi" no longer hesitated, and directly said the long-planned plan in his heart.

"Just according to what the left envoy said."

At the bottom of the West Lake Plum Village, there is a "Star Absorbing **" unique school engraved by the former director of the "Sun and Moon God Sect", Luo Zhan can be said to have coveted it for a long time.

There is a saying: "There is heaven above, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below"! The West Lake of Hangzhou has always been a celebrity in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the situation of the grand scenery is different from the ordinary, whether it is in the past life or in this life, it is a tourist attraction.

On this day, on the edge of the West Lake in Hangzhou, a rockery stretches around, and in front of the quiet and elegant manor, two warriors dressed as chivalrous warriors came and handed a visit to the village.

"Two friends of the Songshan and Huashan factions, in the next bald pen, have lost their welcome, and please forgive one or two, I heard that the door is spreading, among the treasures hidden by the two, there is such a treasure as "Frank Post"?"

After a short time, an old man in a brocade robe walked out of the manor, stepped anxiously, and from a distance he clasped his fists and asked politely.

"There are three owners of the village to welcome, in the next surname Tong, named Tong Huajin, this wind brother, the name is on the two lower middle, the two of us have four treasures, I come to ask the four owners to identify one or two, the trouble, please forgive me!"

Looking at the usher of the three owners of Meizhuang, "Bald Pen Weng", Xiang Wentian took a step forward, and talked with him with a smile, this visit to Meizhuang, Xiang Wentian can be said to have been prepared for a long time, and at this time, Luo Zhan, who is also cultivated to the unfathomable, helped, and was very confident in rescuing the former director of the "Sun and Moon God Sect".

After a while, Xiang Wentian and Luo Zhan followed the "bald pen man", led down in front of a servant, and walked to the main hall of the "Meizhuang" together.

"Wait a minute, you two, I'll send someone to call my second brother and fourth brother."

"Bald Pen Weng" is short and chubby, the top of the head is bald and smooth and shiny, there is no hair, and he loves calligraphy the most in his life, which is why "Bald Pen Weng" heard that the visitor has a famous post, so he went out to greet him.

After settling in the main hall of "Meizhuang", the "bald pen man" bowed his hand and said humbly, and then, with a straight expression, he turned his head to the servants on the side and gave an order.

"Ding Jian, you go and call my second and fourth masters!"

"Yes, Master Sanzhuang."

Ding Jian, who was dressed as a domestic servant, although he did not have an awe-inspiring aura, but his high bulging temples marked this person's good cultivation, and his willingness to be a domestic servant really surprised Luo Zhan.

Lingci, Xiang Wentian and Luo Zhan, the reason why they came to the manor on the edge of the "Hangzhou West Lake" is because of this infamous "Meizhuang", there is a dungeon in it, which leads directly to the bottom of the West Lake, which is the prison place of the former leader of the "Sun and Moon God Sect".

"Meizhuang" manor, there are four owners of the village who are highly cultivated, thinking that the suppression of the small night, the guard "let me go" at the bottom of the prison, the big owner "Huang Zhonggong", loves to play the piano, is good at swordsmanship, and is knowledgeable.

The second owner of the village is "black and white", fond of Go, and scheming for man; The owner of the three villages, "Bald Pen Weng", is fond of calligraphy and loves to make judges' pens; The owner of the four villages, "Dan Qingsheng", is fond of painting, drinking and swords, and has an open-minded and heroic temperament.

These four people sit here, and there is a hidden relationship, when the former leader of the "Sun and Moon God Sect" "let me go" was in power, he had a violent personality, and Weifu used it for his own use, and the "Four Friends of Meizhuang" resigned early, and even after the "Undefeated East" succeeded to the throne, he favored the traitors and hoeed out the older generation of believers in the sect, and the four of them were even more disheartened.

At that time, the "Undefeated East" was in need of manpower to go to the "Meizhuang" to watch the "let me go", and the "Four Friends of Meizhuang" recommended themselves, so that they could stay away from the "Black Wood Cliff", the hinterland of the "Sun and Moon Divine Cult", and did not have to intrigue with the people in the sect, and secondly, they could also live in the West Lake and refresh themselves with miscellaneous arts such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

After half a cup of tea, a chaotic sound sounded in the originally elegant and quiet main hall, and faintly, these slightly trembling voices contained a trace of expectation and excitement.

"This ...... This is the real thing! Is...... It's really the Tang Dynasty...... Tang Dynasty Zhang Xu's "Willingness Post", fake ...... False...... It can't be fake! ”

The owner of the three villages, "Bald Pen Weng", held a post in both hands, panting in his mouth, his voice trembled slightly, his eyes were blazing, and he stared at the calligraphy in his hand without blinking.

But see the cursive on the post open and close, just like a martial arts master to carry out light skills, high and low, although the action is fast, but do not lose the elegant style, at the end of the post, it is full of inscriptions, covered with a lot of stamps, everywhere shows the extraordinary sound of this post.

"This is the true work of Fan Kuan of the Northern Song Dynasty, you ...... You...... But where did it come from? ”

What the owner of the four villages, "Dan Qingsheng", holds in the hands of an extremely old picture, and the upper right corner is inscribed with the cross of "Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongli Xishan Travel Map", which is quite ancient.

But see a magnificent mountain in the picture, rising to the sky, the ink rhyme is thick, and the momentum is majestic. Although Luo Zhan doesn't know how to paint, he also knows that this landscape is really a masterpiece, but seeing that the mountain is towering, even though it is a picture on paper, it also makes people involuntarily feel uplifted.

"Sure enough, it's "Vomiting Blood"!"

In the face of his favorite Kuang Jue chess game, even the most scheming second owner "Hei Baizi" couldn't help but be excited, overflowing with words, and happily watching a broken chess game above the desk in front of him.

"Hehe......"

Looking at the three owners of the "Meizhuang" who were indulged in their own hearts, Xiang Wentian and Luo Zhan glanced at each other, and they all chuckled heartily.

However, in the next moment, as if there had been an agreement, Luo Zhan and Xiang Wentian actually shot at the same time, and their bodies shook, like a tiger out of the cage, they all showed their life's unique learning, and the black clouds overwhelmed the city, directly covering the three village owners, and a servant who was accompanying them, Ding Jian, a master of the early stage of the congenital realm, left.