Taiyuan, Tongwen Museum.

A man with a fat head and big ears, like a scheming evil Buddha, walked into the quiet courtyard.

This person is the current principal of the Tongwen Pavilion, the Holy Lord Li Siyuan.

He was dressed in an elegant white robe, giving people the feeling of being a scumbag and a beast.

There were two people around him, one of whom was short in stature, like a skinny monkey. One is burly, strong and muscular, but gives the appearance of not being very intelligent.

These two people are Li Siyuan's diehards, Li Cunzhong, the owner of the loyal word gate, and Li Cunxiao, the master of the filial piety gate.

Especially Li Cunxiao, he is even more amazing, born with divine power, strong martial arts, and is known as the overlord of Western Chu in history:

"The general is not Li, the king is not a tyrant, and he is known as the first warrior in the world!"

"Ninth brother, where has Zifan been recently, there is news."

Li Siyuan asked as he walked, seemingly casual, but his eyes were shining.

"Big brother, where should he have gone to steal wine and drink, after all, he has a young heart, haha, don't worry." Li Cunzhong said.

"After all, Zifan is the young master of Tongwen Pavilion, and my Tongwen Pavilion is famous all over the world for its benevolence, righteousness and virtue, and my reputation cannot be ruined.

After meeting my father-in-law this time, the ninth brother, the tenth brother, the two of you go out and bring Zifan back. Li Siyuan said.

"Yes, big brother." Li Cunzhong bowed.

As for Li Cunxiao, although he is strong in force, after all, his head is not very bright, and he just made a "hmm" in the sound of the urn.

The three of them continued to walk, passing through an oval hole and entering a quiet courtyard.

This courtyard is surrounded by emerald green bamboos, large and small, high and low, uneven.

The ground is paved with stone slabs and colorful goose warm stones, which looks very neat and uniform.

An old man in a wheelchair was meditating in the middle of the courtyard, and on the stone table in front of him was a black-and-white game of chess.

The old man was full of white hair, wearing a wide formal suit, and although he was old, his eyes were sharp and he was not angry.

In particular, the martial arts cultivation that his body unconsciously emanated was even more terrifying.

Behind the old man, stood a tall woman. The woman was wearing a black and white power suit, wearing a black iron mask on her face, and her whole body exuded an extremely strong murderous aura.

This is a killer who has no feelings, it is Li Cunren, who is ranked thirteenth in the thirteenth Taibao of Tongwen Pavilion, the righteous daughter of Li Keyong, the king of Jin, who is deeply valued by the king of Jin.

Although he is a killer, Li Cunren's figure is still extremely against the sky, as far as the eye can see, the mountains are undulating, and the waves are crashing on the shore.

Li Keyong was studying the chess path, and the people around him did not dare to disturb, and they were silently waiting for the end of the chess game.

As if he didn't know that there were people around him, Li Keyong suddenly shouted, and the majestic internal force suddenly exploded.

Streams of powerful internal strength continued to expand to the surroundings, and a circle swept out in the air!

"The world is like a chess game, and the world is like a chess piece!"

When the words fell, the black and white chess pieces on the stone table in front of him were suspended in the air one by one, arranged neatly, black chess swallowed white chess, white chess swallowed black chess, so the two fought, and actually formed a black and white yin and yang diagram.

One after another, the internal force was emanated, the wind and grass were blowing, and even the stones on the ground were shaken into the air for a short time.

"The old man's martial arts are even more unfathomable, if this continues, is it that I, Li Siyuan, are destined to be controlled by it."

Li Siyuan pretended to take a step back, creating the illusion that his strength was weak.

"Who is the chess player in this world!"

Yang Yang sighed, and the black and white chess pieces returned to their original positions. The imposing Li Keyong turned into the half-crippled old man again, and he didn't look like a threat.

Li Siyuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately praised:

"The righteous father's merit has participated in the creation, and the most holy Qiankun gong has reached the realm of transformation, reaching the realm of yin and yang, and today I am afraid that there is no enemy."

Li Ke said lightly with an expressionless face:

"Son, speak human words!"

"......" Li Siyuan.

"......" Li Cunzhong, Li Cunxiao, Li Cunren.

"Father-in-law, my son has two pieces of news to say." Li Siyuan's expression changed for a while, and then he said.

"Speak!" Li Ke uses cherished words like gold.

Li Siyuan was a little apprehensive, he was the respected Holy Lord of Tongwen Pavilion outside.

But in front of this old immortal in front of him, he is really a son, and said carefully:

"The first news from my father-in-law is that Emperor Zhu Youqi has died in Qingcheng Mountain, and the Xuanming Sect is now leaderless and scattered."

"Son, do you know who did it?" Li Keyong asked calmly.

Li Siyuan's brows frowned slightly, he was sensitive to the word son and felt uncomfortable, but he still said:

"I don't know."

"Son, what is the point of what you say? Although Zhu Youqi is a master of the Great Heaven, he is not a dear person in the eyes of this seat. That's not how things are done. ”

Li Keyong said, mixed with a faint conceit in front of him, and a faint disdain in his eyes.

"What the righteous father taught!"

Li Siyuan lowered his head, in fact, he had already scolded this father-in-law who had no blood relationship in his heart.

If he hadn't been able to beat this old thing, he would have replaced it a long time ago?

"What about the second thing?" Li Keyong asked.

Hearing this, Li Siyuan hurriedly replied:

"There was a piece of news from the market, and everyone knew it overnight."

"What's the news?" Li Keyong said.

"Zhaozong was killed by Zhu Wen and slaughtered all over the house, but there is a son Li Xingyun who is still alive in the world, and he is an adult, eighteen years old.

Father-in-law, we have been favored by the Li family, do we want to? Li Siyuan didn't continue, he wanted to see the attitude of the old thing.

"Li Xingyun? It seems that someone deliberately spread the news, but at this time.

Son, we Taiyuan have been blessed by the first king, and the matter about the former emperor's widow will be handed over to you. ”

Li Keyong waved his hand, signaled to retreat, and closed his eyes slightly to pretend to sleep.

From beginning to end, he spoke in a fog, without telling a definite fact.

Li Siyuan was a little unwilling, but he was helpless, although he was in charge of the Tongwen Pavilion, the military power was not in his hands.

In the end, Li Siyuan was helpless, and left with Li Cunzhong and Li Cunxiao.

……

Dragon Tiger Mountain, Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Looking at the past from a distance, the endless mountains are stacked on top of each other, the rocks and peaks, the mountains are endless, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and there is a group of dragons and tigers leaping like tigers.

It is worthy of being a Taoist gate, and its potential is not comparable to that of ordinary portals.

"Little Taoist, in Xia Wang Shu, come to visit the thirteen provinces to sacrifice wine Xu Huanzhen."

At the gate of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Wang Shu came over with a group of people.

In front of the mansion, the two little Taoist priests looked familiar, but Wang Shu couldn't remember who they were.

"You, you...... It's you ......."

One of the delicate little Taoist priests had an incredible look on his face, and then ran into the Heavenly Master's Mansion with a puff of smoke.

Wang Shu felt inexplicable, he shouldn't have said the wrong thing, why was he so excited.

"Benefactor! I'm Mingyue. Another Taoist priest said excitedly.

"The one who just ran in won't be called Qingfeng." Ignoring the word benefactor, Wang Shu said subconsciously.

"Yes, he is Senior Brother Qingfeng, and I am Mingyue."

The little Taoist priest smiled, he was born white and pure, with red lips and white teeth.

Not long after, a woman wearing a brand-new apricot yellow robe, with a beautiful posture and charm, appeared.

She saw Wang Shu at a glance and looked excited:

"Benefactor!"

"Real person, don't be so polite, what kind of relationship do we have!" Wang Shu said.

Xu Huan was very excited, and hurriedly said to the maid beside him:

"Xiu'er, serve tea to your benefactor and her friends!"