Chapter 72 Yan Wang's Mansion

Shen Chengping had a thought in his heart, but he didn't see any expression on his face, and he suddenly returned to his seat. Everyone in Zhao Wangfu saw that he had killed the old man of Yan Wangfu lightly, and their hearts were awe-struck, Shatong Tianling Zhiren and others were fighting with Yan Wangfu these days, knowing that the old man in gray was really a master, and any of them were not sure to take it down alone, but this time Shen Chengping only beat the other party with one palm and vomited blood, this Shen Chengping looked young, and this skill was really amazing.

In the rivers and lakes, strength is respected, Liang Ziweng and they originally only knew that Shen Chengping's skills were above them, but they didn't have a specific concept, after all, Shen Chengping only showed some amazing light skills before, but the skills shown in that battle were even more amazing, and at the moment, several of them no longer had the intention of competing with Shen Chengping, but wanted to curry favor with them, and did not dare to slack off at all.

Yan Honglie was surprised and delighted, originally he wanted to invite the guest secretary of the palace to go to the desert with him, but they all held their own identities and were unwilling to go, only Shen Chengping agreed early, in this way, the higher Shen Chengping's skills, the greater the help for his trip, but it is a pity that Shen Chengping was born in the Quanzhen Sect, and it is impossible to really serve the palace, and after this trip to Mongolia is completed, it is extremely difficult to let him help seize Wu Mu's suicide note.

Seeing Shen Chengping returning to his seat with a leisurely expression, Wan Yan Honglie laughed and said, "Daochang Shen really made an extraordinary move, Xiao Wang admires it." ”

Shen Chengping gently put down the teacup in his hand and said, "The old man just now ignored the rules and suddenly attacked my Quanzhen Sect juniors, I just made a little heavier, but I don't know if it made the prince embarrassed?" ”

Wanyan Honglie smiled, and laughed loudly: "Shen Daochang is serious, that old man used martial arts before, he once killed two martial artists in my house, today he was taught a lesson by Shen Daochang, Xiao Wang also wants to thank Daochang for helping Xiao Wang out of this evil breath, come, Mr. Xiao Wang Jing have a cup." As he spoke, he raised his glass in the direction of Shen Chengping, raised his neck and drank it all. Shen Chengping picked up the wine glass and bowed his head slightly in response, and he also drank it all.

Seeing that Shen Chengping was giving face like this, Wanyan Honglie said with a spring breeze on his face: "Daoist Shen, let's enjoy another song and dance!" Come on, the singing and dancing continue. ”

A servant had already cleaned the floor of the banquet, and now he brought out all kinds of instrumental music, and the charming singers and girls of purple and red entered the venue. A burst of silk and bamboo sounds faintly, and the singer is like a clear ripple in the field, and the surroundings are full of women with fluttering extreme style, colorful sleeves and beautiful shadows. Silk bamboo piano zheng, elegant singing. Another feast.

The feast lasted from noon to evening, and it did not lose much color because of Wan Yan Siyi's departure, on the contrary, the characters of Yanwangfu left, and everyone was even happier. This wine is drunk from daytime till dusk. and from the treetops of the moon to a crescent moon in the sky. When the wine is drunk. The people in the martial arts are all in a variety of ways at the table. From time to time, there are beautiful maids who are carried to the depths of the hall. Although Shen Chengping drank a lot, his realm, no matter how much he drank, was directly refined, so he was not drunk at all, and seeing that the time was almost up, he took Zhao Xiong to say goodbye directly.

When he returned to the Quanzhen Taoist Temple, Shen Chengping sent Zhao Xiong and the others away, and then turned out a set of clothes, which were not suitable for Shen Chengping's figure at all, and looked much smaller, but Shen Chengping didn't care, I saw him close his eyes and silently luck his true qi, and after a while, there were several crisp bones on his body, and Shen Chengping was actually a foot shorter, and his figure became much thicker.

At this time, Shen Chengping put on this set of clothes, and then glued a large beard on his face, turning the skin on his body dark, and then quietly sneaked out of the Quanzhen Taoist Temple, walked along the long street, turned a few alleys, and arrived at a place where buildings are continuous, and there are two lanterns in front of the tall gatehouse, and the horizontal plaque under the lamp reads "Yanwangfu".

As for the general layout of the Yanwang Mansion, Shen Chengping had already known the general situation through the secret pretense of the Quanzhen Sect, and at that moment he listened under a remote courtyard wall and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal inside, so he jumped lightly and jumped onto the wall, and the vigorous figure disappeared into the darkness of the Yanwang Mansion.

Under the clear moonlight, the curling brocade flowers dance lightly with the faint evening breeze, and this is a garden in the Yanwang Mansion. The garden is planted with various colors of the southern land. The purple rhododendron, the red peony, the clear-colored peony, and the graceful orchid are all in contention. In the distance, there are many flower shadows in the distance. The flowery place is a small pavilion, the kind that is common in the south, and the corner of the pavilion eaves is hung with golden bells that jingle and jingle bells. The crisp sound of strings in the pavilion delights people's ear drums.

There is a stone table and several stone chairs in the pavilion. Vaguely three or five figures, Shen Chengping approached gently with bated breath, and a handsome young man in white at the head of the right had a bit of ruthlessness between his eyebrows. It was the finished face Siyi who left in his clothes. Beside him sat an old man in gorgeous clothes, with a purple crown on his head, and his face was full of wealth.

Wanyan Siyi said to the old man in that year's clothes in a cruel tone: "Daddy, today's Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect is really angry, his master and apprentice made a treacherous plan to hurt Tao Lao and Wan Xiong, and went to the arm of our Yanwang Mansion, why don't we send a few guest secretaries out and repay him well!" ”

The old man in Huafu groaned slightly, and said slowly: "Yi'er, you don't have to be too impatient in everything, he killed my Keqing, if you cut my flesh, but now the saint is keeping an eye on it, today the imperial brother announced me and King Zhao into the palace, and asked us to make peace between King Yan and King Zhao, so let go of the Taoist priest for the time being, and wait for them to come back from Mongolia." He slowed down and then asked, "Elder Zhao has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, but he doesn't know that this Quanzhen Sect is really so bad?" ”

The old man surnamed Zhao looked solemn and said: "If you want to say that although Wang Chongyang has entered the innate realm and won the first place in the world in Huashan Sword, but several of his disciples are still far behind, the first seven of the eight sons of Quanzhen have been walking around in the rivers and lakes for more than these years, according to rumors, the old man can conclude that most of them are ordinary first-class masters, and that Shen Chengping is just the youngest disciple of Wang Chongyang, and rarely walks around in the rivers and lakes, I originally thought he was nothing remarkable, but I didn't expect to beat Tao Lao to serious injury so easily, I'm afraid this kind of skill is an innate master! ”

Wanyan Siyi said hatefully: "Hmph, no matter what, I want to be ashamed of today, if I don't repay him well, where is the face of my Yan Wangfu, even if he is a congenital master, we can gather a master to besiege, I don't believe that he can be ten with one." ”

The old man in the costume smiled strangely and said slowly: "Yi'er, don't be in a hurry, you will have a chance in the near future." As he spoke, he made a look, and the two pretty maids serving tea in the hall retreated. In the shadow of the flowers outside the pavilion, Shen Chengping also listened attentively.