"Oh." Yu Wenluo didn't make fun of him either, "It's rare that you can remember and understand." ”

Ning Lang's face was red, "Big brother, of course, today's martial arts are different from those of the past, and the personnel have changed, but I think, the two seniors, well, no, this martial arts left to us by many predecessors, our juniors will naturally inherit it, eliminate evil and promote good, and act chivalrous and righteous, we will definitely inherit it." ”

Yu Wenluo looked at him stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Actually, sometimes you are not stupid. ”

"Big brother, you ...... You laugh at me like that! Ning Lang looked embarrassed.

"I didn't laugh at you." Yu Wenluo's expression was straight, and then he grinned again and showed his fangs, "On weekdays, you always talk stupidly, and suddenly you are so wise and wise, it's amazing." ”

"I ......," Ning Lang grimaced.

"Alright, let's go find a good place first." Yu Wenluo waved his hand, letting him go, and turned his head to look at the surroundings of the Guardian Palace.

In front of the Shouling Palace is a covered square that can accommodate thousands of people, and the square is connected to the long and wide circular corridor in front of the Shouling Palace, and dozens of large chairs are neatly placed in the corridor. At this moment, there are many heroes in the square, and Yuwen Lindong father and son arrived, as Yuwen Luo said, is surrounded by a group of heroes to greet the cold noise, Yuwen Lindong red light full of talk and laughter, which shows that his mood is very happy, and Yuwen Feng is very conspicuous in the crowd, heroic and arrogant, radiant flying, standing next to Yuwen Lindong, it is indeed a tiger father and tiger son, if you replace Yuwen Luo, it is probably a tiger father and a dog.

"Come with me, I've found a good place." Yu Wenluo pulled Ning Lang with his hand.

Ning Lang followed him through the crowd in the square, stepped on the corridor, walked a little to the left, and came to a small pavilion extending at the turn of the corridor, which was already some distance from the square, standing in the pavilion but could see everything in the square, and all the people gathered there, it was very quiet here.

"At the beginning of the meeting, these martial arts masters are all full of energy, don't worry about not being able to hear them, but no one will hear us when we speak, how good." Yu Wenluo sat down on the porch railing as he spoke, "Our martial arts are low, and people are soft-spoken, just watch the excitement here." ”

"Hmm."

The two sat on the railing and looked at the square, and gradually saw some eyebrows, the square was very wide, but there was a wide place from top to bottom in the middle where no one was standing, but the left and right sides were full of heroes of the rivers and lakes, but it seemed that they automatically vacated a walkway leading from the bottom of the mountain to the Shouling Palace.

"The black and white fruits are distinct." Yu Wenluo said as he took out a pen and paper from his arms, ready to record today's martial arts event.

"What black and white." Ning Lang's gaze searched the front of the square.

"Look at it, the left side of the square is full of people in the white road, and the right side is full of people in the underworld, isn't this called black and white?" Yu Wenluo pointed to the square, and then to the corridor, "Look at the chairs on the corridor again, the one in the middle is not particularly tall, and then the one on the left and right sides is the same." In the middle of this must be the position of the palace master of the Shouling Palace, and on the left and right are the seats of the big men of the black and white realms, such as the head of the six families of the four factions. ”

"Oh." Ning Lang took a look, and sure enough, "If the senior brother will come, then my father probably won't come." ”

Yu Wenluo glanced back at him, "Qianbi and the Ning family are really a good family, and this kind of martial arts event only needs to come to one side." ”

"My master said that my father is the laziest head of the Ning family in history, and the most diligent thing he has ever done in his life is to marry my mother in five days." Ning Lang smiled a little embarrassedly, "Master also said that the descendants of the Ning family have always gone to Qianbishan to learn art after the age of ten, and only I went to Qianbishan at the age of four, and that was because my father was too lazy to teach." ”

Yu Wenluo looked at Ning Lang very strangely when he heard this, "Your father is such an interesting person." ”

"Big brother, senior Qiu, they're here." Ning Lang suddenly pointed to the square. Over there, Qiu Changtian and Nan Wofeng led Hua Qinghe and Mei Hongming to arrive together, and then they saw Yuwen and his son greet them, and the heroes of the White Dao also surrounded them.

"It's a pity that Miss Qiu didn't come." Yu Wenluo was a little sorry that he couldn't see the martial arts beauty.

"Ah, my senior brother is here!" Ning Lang suddenly patted Yu Wenluo's shoulder excitedly.

"Huh? Where? Yu Wenluo's gaze hurriedly moved away from Qiu Changtian's place.

"Over there, the one in black." Ning Lang pointed to him, "There are also three senior brothers and five senior brothers." ”

Yu Wenluo looked over there, then turned his head to look at Ning Lang suspiciously, "You mean those three people in black robes?" ”

"yes." Ning Lang nodded.

Yu Wenluo glanced at the three of them again, then turned his head and glared, "How are they Taoist priests?" ”

"They've been monks since they were young." Ning Lang also looked at Yu Wenluo strangely, "Don't you know that there are Taoist disciples and lay disciples in the Qianbi Sect?" ”

"I don't know." Yu Wenluo nodded as a matter of course.

But...... "Don't you all claim to be a jack of all trades, how can you not know?" Ning Lang didn't say this for the sake of his own brain.

"Why does the Achibi Sect have disciples who are monks?" Yu Wenluo was very puzzled.

"That's because the patriarch Ren Chuanyu became a monk, and many of his disciples in that line were also monks, and then passed down, and the Qianbi faction also had two types of disciples, monks and laymen, but there were fewer monks, and they rarely went down the mountain to set foot in the world, only devoted themselves to practicing and studying martial arts, so although there are few monks, they have always been the highest cultivators of the Qianbi faction, and most of the people who have taken over the head of the past dynasties are monks." Ning Lang explained.

"I see." Yu Wenluo suddenly realized, and then excused himself, "Because few monks go out of the rivers and lakes, there are few people in the rivers and lakes who will mention that there are monks in the Qianbi Sect, so I don't know." ”

"Hmm." Ning Lang thinks that this is also the reason, "In addition to the head of the Qianbi faction, there is also a master of the palace of the commander, which has always been selected by the lay disciples to be the most talented, and all matters related to the rivers and lakes are basically sent by the head of the palace master, so many people on the rivers and lakes regard the master of the palace as the head of the palace." ”

"Oh, that's all there is to it." Yu Wenluo understood, and hurriedly wrote it down, saving the rivers and lakes from misunderstanding in the future.

"I'm also very surprised that the senior brother is willing to go out of the mountain this time." Ning Lang looked at the senior brothers and said.

Yu Wenluo took a good look at the three senior brothers of Qianbishan, and said very regretfully after a while: "It's a pity, it's a pity, seeing that they are all young and heroic, how did they become Taoist monks!" ”

"They have been monks since childhood." Ning Lang explained again.

"Oh, it turned out that I was deceived by the unknown hour." Yu Wenluo regretted again.

"No, it's not." Ning Lang was busy explaining to the teacher, "There is a rule in Qianbi, and a monk can return to the world, but the senior brother said that the world is too troublesome, and it is still easy to become a monk." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a great wisdom." Yu Wenluo hurriedly changed his words.

As they spoke, there was a sudden silence in the square, and everyone looked ahead, and some even retreated a little with some cowering. Because there was a long staircase under the square, they couldn't see it from their position, and the crowd blocked it, and they didn't know who was coming, which made the group react like this. After a while, I saw a group of people stepping into the square, the first was a light veil masked woman, although she did not see her face but her body was slender and graceful, followed by six people, one of them was actually the leader of the sect who sought revenge on Yu Wenfeng in Mengshan that day, but saw that they calmly walked through the crowd without squinting, and walked up to the corridor, and then the woman sat down on the first big chair on the right, and the other six people stood behind her.

"Could it be the Sect Master?" Yu Wenluo couldn't help but be excited when he saw the woman sitting down on the first chair on the right, if the palace master of the Shou Ling sat in the middle, then on his left was probably the head of the first faction of the White Dao, and the right side was naturally the head of the first sect of the underworld, "No, the current leader of the sect is Sui Qinghan, he is a man." ”

"And who is she?" Of course, Ning Lang didn't know it.

"Ah...... Probably their co-leader. Yu Wenluo guessed.

At this moment, the heroes in the square suddenly became commotion, and their expressions seemed to be very excited, and they all stretched their necks and smiled all over their faces.

Who is coming this time? Yu Wenluo stared intently at the edge of the square.

Could it be Lan ...... Akeji is here? Ning Lang was also inexplicably nervous.

Two figures appeared, the first was a scholar in his early thirties, with a plain crown and white robe, no sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very plain facial features, but embedded in a face is clear and picturesque, in the prime of life, but a pair of eyes are quiet and distant after the glitz and precipitation. Originally, I looked at Qiu Changtian's dignified temperament, but when I saw this scholar at this moment, I felt that Qiu Changtian was not enough. And the people who followed half a step behind him, Yu Wenluo and Ning Lang exclaimed when they saw it: "Lan Qi?!" ”

That person was dressed in white, clean and immaculate, but that figure and face were clearly Lan Qi! How could that bewitching Lan Qishao have such a clean temperament?! And he followed behind people so meekly, bowing his head slightly, and his eyes were faint...... Wrong!

Yu Wenluo and Ning Lang glanced back at each other, and saw shock in their respective eyes: that person's eyes were not blue! That person didn't have Lan Qi's unique blue eyes!

The two of them looked back at the man and saw clearly that the man's eyes were black, pure black without any impurities.

The white road heroes in the square stepped forward one by one, and those underworld heroes also turned their heads, Qiu Changtian, Yuwen Lindong, Nan Wofeng and others also walked towards the scholar with smiles on their faces, and only heard a loud call: "Master of the house!" Hero! ”

"It turned out to be the head of the Wind and Mist Sect." Yu Wenluo suddenly realized when he heard everyone's call, and looked at the scholar with respect, "This kind of bearing is only available to him." ”

"You're so young." Ning Lang looked at the wind and mist master who was known as the first person in martial arts.

"It looks really young." Yu Wenluo nodded, "But he has been famous for more than twenty years, and he should be about the same age as Qiu Shibo." ”

Over there, after Qiu Changtian and the others greeted Yu Kong, they all looked at the young man behind him with a look of surprise on their faces, of course they also saw that this person was not Lan Qi, but his appearance was too similar. And the leader of the sect who had seen him in Mengshan on the cloister also seemed to be amazed by this person's appearance, and bowed his head and whispered a few words in the ear of the masked woman, and then saw that the woman also raised her eyes and looked over.

"In the lower wind and fog disciple Feng Descendant, I have seen all the seniors and fellow Daoists." The man finally raised his head, and his pure black eyes looked at everyone indifferently, and at that moment, not only Qiu Changtian and the others in front of him, but also Yu Wenluo and Ning Lang, who were far away, also felt a suffocation in their chests, as if they had fallen into the bottom of the dark abyss, such a deep and hopeless darkness.

Feng Yi just hugged his fists and stood quietly behind Yu Kong, no longer looking at others, and everyone who had met Lan Qi around them wanted to ask him if he had anything to do with Lan Qi, but looking at his expression, they couldn't ask one by one.

"The phoenix has been practicing in the Foggy Mountains, and this is the first time I have stepped down the mountain into the rivers and lakes, and I will have to take care of you in the future." The sky smiled at everyone.

"You're polite." Everyone clenched their fists, but their eyes were on Feng Yi's face, but he was unmoved and indifferent.

"Phoenix." A gentle-looking man in a black robe approached and called.

Feng Yi raised his eyes to take a look, and then the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a little arc, which was regarded as a smile, "Ren Qi." ”

"It turns out that your senior brother knows him." Yu Wenluo shouted.

"Senior Brother went to the Wind and Mist Sect five years ago, maybe they knew each other at that time." Ning Lang said, "But I've never heard Senior Brother mention him. ”

"Oh?" Yu Wenluo was puzzled, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by another person, "Ning Lang, look at that person, do you know who it is?" ”

A tall figure is stepping proudly on the square, with resolute and profound facial features, an extremely cold expression, and several people behind him are also heroic.

"It must be the eldest brother of the third master." Ning Lang looked at the man and said.

"Yes, the two of them knew they were brothers at first glance." Yu Wenluo nodded, with a look of excitement, "The head of Cangyun Villa, Lie Chitang, has also arrived, and today Yingshan is really a gathering of dragons and tigers." ”

"The second son of Ming hasn't arrived yet." Ning Lang said.

Yu Wenluo glanced back at him, "You actually care about why Qi Shao hasn't arrived yet, right?" ”

Ning Lang couldn't help but blush and bow his head when Yu Wenluo said something.

Yu Wenluo couldn't help frowning when he saw his appearance, but in a blink of an eye, he secretly sighed and said, "Don't worry, why wouldn't he come to such a lively place." ”

There were many black and white heroes one after another, Ning Lang was dizzying, Yu Wenluo was very excited, and a pen never stopped. At the end of the hour, after everyone in the square saw the hustle and bustle and pushed again, the big chair on the cloister finally ushered in the master.

Yu Wenluo's gaze swept over the people sitting on the corridor, and the people who could sit there were all people with a reputation and martial arts, and they could look down on the people standing in the square below the corridor, and those who stood looked up at them with reverence and envy. "How much did they pay for this seat?" He muttered.

"What?" Yu Wenluo's voice was too low, and Ning Lang didn't hear it clearly.

"Alas, second son, we won't be late again, will we?"

Just as all the heroes were almost present, a charming voice suddenly came, hooking the magic string in everyone's heart.

"Didn't Qishao say that Jingjia needs to slow down along the way?" The other voice is as clear as a stream of water and like a spring breeze, smoothing out the restlessness in everyone's heart.

"Isn't it because of the second son's elegant arguments all the way that attracted us to linger?" The glamorous voice asked rhetorically.

"Haven't you talked enough along the way?" Another cold voice thrust in abruptly.

Then I saw three figures walking leisurely, and everyone in the square looked at it, and couldn't help but marvel again and again, what a wonderful character!

There were three young men, the one on the left was dressed in green clothes as light as a lotus, with a face like a crown of jade, with smiling lips and teeth, bright eyes and light mist, and elegant eyebrows, not stained with red dust; The dark purple robe in the middle, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the eyes are like blue pools, the jade fan is gently shaking, the wind vane is peerless, but it collects the evil charm of heaven and earth; The person on the right is dressed in black, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is like a carving, he is carrying a treasure sword, and he has a sharp aura around him that does not dare to sweep lightly. The three people with completely different forms and charms but similar styles walked together, and immediately covered up the heroic spirit of the audience.