In the early morning, Zhang Mingxin and the sixth senior brother Feng was not found, and each carried a large bundle of wine jars, and sent them to the Seven Xuanzong from the Sword Valley.

On the cliff, the two teenagers walked very quickly. The two of them carried several wine cans on their shoulders, even on their necks, but Zhang Mingxin was carrying more than 50 wine cans, and Feng Buxun had more than double on his body.

The cultivators are physically strong, and the young people walk with sweat on their foreheads, but their faces are happy, talking about the Seven Xuanzong, chatting about the sword Xuanmen test, and the two of them talk about it with relish.

Feng Bu has been looking for the entrance for nearly ten years, although he lives far away in the Drunken Gate Burial Sword Valley, he also knows a lot about the affairs of the Seven Xuan Sect.

"Senior brother, enter the sect, follow me, don't lose it. For the people of the sect, talk less, the master doesn't like us to cause trouble. Feng Buxun looked at the sect not far away, and said to Zhang Mingxin, paused, and said, "Let's send the wine to the Fu Sect first, and then go to the Liuyue Sect." ”

Zhang Mingxin nodded in response, wiped his sweat, although there were much fewer wine jars on his body than his senior brother, but I don't know if it was because he was young and not old, or something else, Zhang Mingxin's body was soaked, and the wind was not looking for it, but there were only fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Entering the sect, Feng Buxun took Zhang Mingxin and walked towards the treasury of the Fu Sect. Zhang Mingxin and his master went to Fuzong's treasury to get wine, but they also knew the way, but everywhere on the road, the wind did not point to the explanation, Zhang Mingxin was happy to listen, and when he saw the strangeness, he also asked the senior brother.

Walking into the Thousand Pillars Platform again, Zhang Mingxin paused, looking at the wonders of the Thousand Pillars Platform, Zhang Mingxin exhaled and showed a childish smile.

Yes, this is my own sect, and I am already a disciple of this immortal land.

It wasn't until Feng Buxun walked into the smoke and his figure was hazy that Zhang Mingxin hurriedly ran towards the smoke, chased after his senior brother, and shouted loudly: "Sixth senior brother, wait for me!" ”。

Bang, Zhang Mingxin bumped into a person, was bounced back a few steps by the force, and almost fell, but fortunately, his footsteps twisted a few times, but he stabilized. It's just that the wine cans hanging on the body are shaking around, colliding with each other, making a "dong dong" sound, and when they collide, if it weren't for Zhang Ming's quick hand, regardless of himself, he would have been smashed a few cans first.

The method of blocking qi has been practiced so that Zhang Ming's heart is quick and his hands are fast.

"Which senior brother and younger brother, running around in this thousand-pillar platform, I don't know if it is the most likely to hit people in this smoke cloud!" A vicious voice shouted, and several people walked out.

Zhang Mingxin had just been knocked away, and he was not a few steps away from the people who came, but as soon as these people left, they arrived in front of Zhang Mingxin, only two or three feet apart.

There were four people who came, tall, short, fat and thin, all of them were in their twenties, all wearing the clothes of Xuanzong's disciples, and the cuffs on their chests were embroidered with the word "law".

"I'm sorry, teacher...... Brother. Zhang Mingxin hurriedly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Who is my Dao so reckless, dressed in bottles and cans, but he is a disciple of the Acrobatic Sect?" Among the four, the tallest one was the tallest, with raised eyebrows and a fierce face, but it was a pity that he had a handsome face, "Huh? No, your clothes are not a disciple of the sect, but the drunkard helper who sent the dirty old man with wine! ”

Before Zhang Mingxin could understand, his shirt was grabbed by the disciple, and he said fiercely: "Who is your senior brother!" ”

The man sniffed his nose and sniffed at his clothes, with a look of disgust, "No wonder when he hit me, there was a sour smell." Boy, where are the eyes, the words on my clothes are also what you, an outsider, dare to bump into! ”

The palm of his hand rose and fanned down Zhang Mingxin's face, Zhang Mingxin felt the wind blowing, as if he was avoiding the fire in the stone house, his body naturally leaned back, and the palm was avoided, but the animal skin coat was torn open with a big mouth.

Zhang Mingxin saw that his clothes were torn, his eyes were red, and he let out an "ah".

"Dare to dodge!"

The disciple shouted angrily, let go of his hand, and a punch came, Zhang Mingxin was about to retreat again, and one hand pulled Zhang Mingxin's hand and ripped it away, and the punch was empty.

"Senior brother, why are you so careless, hurry up and compensate Uncle Law."

But it was the sixth senior brother Feng Buxun who pulled Zhang Mingxin and said in his mouth, but he first bowed down and bowed his head to the tall disciple of the Law Sect to admit his mistake: "Uncle Law Sect, my junior brother doesn't know Mount Tai, and he hit the uncle, and I can't make compensation here." ”

Zhang Mingxin grabbed the torn clothes, his eyes were red, and he bowed his head with the sixth senior brother.

When the tall disciple saw someone coming, he stopped his hand and puffed up his chest, bearing the behavior of the two of them.

The sixth senior brother Feng didn't take the lead to make amends, pulled Zhang Mingxin, lowered his head and was about to leave to the side.

Next to the tall disciple, another slender Vinaya Sect disciple snorted, with long hands and feet, and said in a thin voice: "Bumped into my senior brother, don't you just want to leave?" You have wine jars on you, and leaving ten jars is the best and the largest, which can be regarded as a loss for my senior brother's new clothes! ”

A few other people complied, and the tall disciple sneered: "The Seven Xuanzong disciples' martial arts uniforms are comparable to a few jars of sour yellow water!" ”

The slender disciple whispered a few words in the tall disciple's ear, and the tall disciple raised his eyebrows, "oh", and nodded.

Feng didn't look for his head or raise his head, and said in a low tone: "This is the medicinal wine ordered by Xuanzong, although I want to compensate the uncle, but the amount is fixed, and it is given to the uncle, and the treasury is not counted. ”

"You!" The tall disciple was furious when he heard this, his fist in his hand was clenched, and as soon as his body moved, he hit Feng Buxun's face.

Feng Buxun shook his head, his face was immediately red and swollen, and the tall disciple hit with one punch and punched again.

"A few of you don't go to practice early in the morning, gossiping and gossiping on this Thousand Pillars Platform! Aren't you afraid that the teacher will bump into you, punish you for kneeling for three days, and cure you for the crime of laziness! ”

A female voice shouted, the tall disciple's body paused, and he quickly closed his fist and stood up, and the four members of the Vinaya Sect looked at it in unison.

A young woman, Arnold's posture, eighteen years old, disciple's clothes, unable to wrap up a graceful body, several braided ponytails on her head, apricot eyes and black pupils, bright eyes with anger, staring at everyone, those words of anger came out of her twisted red lips.

The woman's apricot eyes first glared angrily at the disciples of the Vinaya Sect, and then turned to look at Feng Buxun's handsome face that had been hit by her fist.

"It's Senior Sister Liu of the Liuyue Sect, a few senior brothers, who are about to go to the place where they practice, and they touch the two people who are sending wine, but ask, but ask." The four disciples of the Vinaya Sect seemed to be afraid when they saw someone coming.

The tall disciple, with a flattering face, smiled and gave the same salute to the woman, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to say a few words, but when he saw the woman's apricot eyes glaring at him angrily, he coughed to stop the words, and several people from the Law Sect gave a look, and several people left in a hurry.

Passing by Feng Buxun's side, he glared at the two of them fiercely and snorted lowly.

Zhang Mingxin secretly raised his head and secretly looked at the sixth senior brother, Feng Buxun's face turned red, which made his heart ache for a while.

"How long will you stay? Do you have a share of the Flowing Moon Sect in this wine? The disciples of the Vinaya Sect were far away, and the woman suddenly asked Zhang Mingxin and the others, not angry in her voice, but strange.

"Yes." The wind does not look for it, and it bows its head.

"Then you two wine, do you send it to the Liuyue Sect first, or send it to the Fu Sect's treasury first?" The woman approached the two of them, stood and asked, apricot eyes, looking straight at the wind.

The wind is silent, and the head seems to be lower.

"If you send Fu Zong first, then leave quickly, lest the wine be spoiled in the middle of the day." The woman ignored the wind when she saw the wind, turned around and left.

When Zhang Mingxin heard this, his heart was anxious, and he still lowered his head when he saw the wind and didn't look for it, so he didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to speak, so he was in a daze, so he scoured his senior brother and was punched, and his beloved animal skin clothes were torn, Zhang Mingxin felt very guilty in his heart.

For a long time, Feng Buxun walked forward, but he followed the direction of the woman, Zhang Mingxin was stunned, his hand pointed in the other direction, and he wanted to speak, but was preempted by Feng Buxun: "Go, junior brother." ”

Zhang Mingxin stopped and followed.

Walking through the Thousand Pillar Terrace, the two followed the woman into a tree-lined path, Feng Buxun still lowered his head, but whispered to Zhang Mingxin: "Senior brother...... Talk less, look less. ”

Liuyue Sect, in the Seven Xuanzong, is more special, the first seat in the sect, for hundreds of years, are all female women, disciples in the sect, also mostly women, rare when there are male disciples, it is also two hundred years ago.

The residence of the Liuyue Sect is different from that of other sects, except for the head of the sect, the Yun Sect, which is behind the Sanqing Palace, the other sects, each with its own residence, but it is connected, only this Liuyue Sect is far away, and it is in the Liuyue Peak in the sect.

The peak of the flowing moon is not high, a slow and quiet stream flows down from the peak, until the peak is down, a stone ladder path, paved on the stream, when the moon night is from the peak down, or from the peak down, all people walk on the stream, the stream reflects the moon and walks, walks fast, the moon is like a streamer, it is called the flowing moon.

On the Liuyue Peak, there are seven Liuyue platforms in Linxi, the peak is the largest, more than ten zhang wide, the peak is the smallest, but three zhang, the shape of the full moon and white stone, the place where the Liuyue disciples practice, that platform does not distinguish between respect and inferiority, only in order of entry, set the practice position, it is also the time in the past, and now the disciples gather, when they can tolerate it, they can choose one, and they can practice.

The flowing moon is less smoke and clouds, the sun and the moon are bright, the distant mountains can be seen in the peak, the flowing moon woman, all dancing swords and imperial weapons, dancing under the moon, birds singing phoenixes, creek insects singing, self-generated sheng songs, seven mysteries to the beauty of the desperate situation.

Zhang Mingxin entered the Liuyue Peak, did not raise his head, went up the stone steps from the stream, and followed the wind without looking for the peak.

Suddenly, the wind did not stop, Zhang Ming's heart woke up, and he also stopped his feet to avoid bumping into him.

But when he arrived at the first-rate platform, the female disciples of the several moons were practicing, and the wind was stopped by the drink.

"Why are you here again! The last time the first seat scolded, you can't remember! The two female disciples blocked the wind, and one asked, "Hey, what's wrong with your face, where did you fall?" Can't you go all the way! Hee-hee. ”

"I'll deliver the wine." Feng Buxun said lightly, his head and face, but he was lifting, but he still didn't dare to move.

"When you come, it's not to deliver wine. When did you come, not to be blamed? Come again and again, I'm afraid that it is not to send wine, but to steal the willow branches on this peak and fly under the moon. Hee-hee" The woman said again, but she didn't seem to be amused by the wind.

The wind is not to be found, and there is no more speech. Zhang Mingxin looked around and saw more than ten female disciples, half of them meditating, and half of them dancing with swords. Half of the women were still concentrating, and half of the women were looking at the two of them in unison, some of them covered their mouths and smiled, and whispered something.

"Still with a child, don't you, you still want to steal some rocks by the stream and touch some fish in the stream?"

Feng Buxun was still silent, and his eyes did not look at the two female disciples, but just looked at the stone steps above the road.

"Ahem! Ahem! A few coughs came from above, and the two girls laughed, but they got out of the way.

The wind walked away without lifting his legs, his eyes still staring.

Zhang Mingxin followed, looked around, and suddenly remembered his senior brother's explanation, and hurriedly lowered his head and only looked at the road.

turned a corner, and there was a person standing in front of him, it was the woman who had helped the two of them break out of the siege before.

"Send the wine faster, there are many flowers and red leaves on the road, be careful to look dazzled, fall down the peak! The legs kept going, and the face must be swollen again. With that, the woman walked away again.

When the wind did not see the woman, he lowered his head again and looked forward to moving forward.

After a few more sets, most of them have women practicing, or three or five people, or two or three people, at least double pairs, no one stops them when they are outdated, but laughter is a must.

Approaching the peak, on the sixth platform, the woman was stopped by a warbler shouting "Senior Sister Liu" and talked to the person who shouted.

Naturally, the wind is not to be found, and Zhang Mingxin also stopped.

Zhang Mingxin peeked at it, and his heart jumped.

The one who shouted "Senior Sister Liu" was a thirteen-year-old girl, with a sword behind her, sword eyebrows and star pupils, jade and pink carving, and jade.

Seeing Zhang Mingxin peeking, the girl looked at her coldly, neither humble nor arrogant, her eyes were cold and piercing, blue on the left and blue on the right, but it was the day Zhang Mingxin entered, when she went to the Sanqing Palace, she met the white girl she met on the Thousand Pillar Terrace.

"Those eyes are really beautiful, blue on the left and blue on the right, like, like a goddess."

Zhang Mingxin's heart was like a mirror water again, and he finally remembered that day, in the thousands of pillars of clouds, he had seen this girl.

"Senior brother, junior brother!" Feng Buxun shouted Zhang Mingxin, Zhang Mingxin was shocked, came back to his senses, and saw that Feng Buxun had gone far, and saw that he had not followed, so he turned around and shouted.

Zhang Mingxin's footsteps moved, and he peeked at the woman again, but when he saw that the woman was still looking at him, he couldn't help but blush, and the woman's eyes were just cold, her face did not change, and she was still white.

Keeping up with the wind, Zhang Mingxin was in a trance, a strange feeling, born from his heart.

"Put it in the storeroom." The woman shouted.

In the middle of his distraction, Zhang Mingxin had followed the wind and entered the residence of the Liuyue Sect and Yingyue Xuan.

Feng Buxun was still speechless, so Zhang Mingxin waited, lowered his head and walked into a house, there was a noise in the room, thinking that Feng Buxun put down the wine jar on his body.

The woman stared at Feng Buxun and walked into the warehouse, turned her head and walked in front of Zhang Mingxin, looked up and down, and asked, "Are you his junior brother?" Senior Brother Mo brought that back a few months ago? ”

Zhang Mingxin nodded again and again, not daring to speak.

The woman sneered, pulling Zhang Mingxin's animal skin clothes with one hand, where it was torn before, the jade fingers of the jade hand and the other hand were raised, and the palm was turned back and forth, and after a while, let go and stopped. grabbed Zhang Mingxin's right hand again, stuffed an object into it, and then let go.

"Out of Liuyue Peak, give it to Senior Brother Feng, let him walk with his head up, the mountain peak is steep, don't bow your head and hit the other side of your face." The woman smiled and said, "My name is Liu Feixu, you can call Senior Sister Liu, and your senior brother will also call me Senior Sister." ”

Zhang Mingxin looked at the torn animal skin clothes as before, and a small jade bottle in his hand was cold and cold, and nodded violently.

"Hee-hee." Liu Feixu chuckled, "Okay, just like your senior brother, you also look up, enter the peak, there is nothing to be afraid of, if you are afraid, don't come in." ”

Zhang Mingxin put away the jade bottle in his hand, and the sixth senior brother Feng Buxun walked out of the warehouse, still bowed his head, looked around, and walked out.

"In the warehouse, the usual large jars of medicine and wine are stacked in one place. Uncle Shi used a small purple jar. Feng Buxun walked while talking, took a few steps forward, and stopped, "I cooked the white can, it is not spicy or bitter, it can relieve you from the pain of wearing night dew all year round, and the body is cold and cold, if you like to drink, I will send it again." ”

"Humph! Come again, this Liuyue Peak is your residence, come if you want, go if you want! When he looked back, a woman in Qingyi in her thirties stood at the door of Yingyue Xuanxuan, her eyes were cold, her face was angry, her eyes swept and moved away, and Zhang Ming's heart trembled again.

Zhang Mingxin remembered that in the Sanqing Palace, this woman was the first of the six sects, and she helped herself to seek a teacher that day, although she looked cold, she was not so vicious. I often think that Zhang Mingxin is very grateful to this woman.

"Your face is good-looking, you were beaten by breaking into that sect's residence, the swelling has not subsided, and you have come to break into my Liuyue Peak again!"