The real Maoshan Sect, of course, is not a mess of these scenic spots in front of it, and in the past few days, because of the affairs of the master, the scenic spot has been closed to the outside world for half a month. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yan Feng followed Wang Wei and Si Nanlie for a long time in this Maoshan Mountain, and finally stopped at a small remote courtyard behind the main hall, which was built on the mountain, only a small wooden house and some fences enclosed by it.

A few dozen meters in front of the courtyard is a cliff, and at a glance, it is shrouded in clouds and mist.

It's a pretty pleasant life...

Yan Feng glanced at the room, and Jiuye had turned into a bird and stood on his shoulder.

"Senior brother, you wait first, I'll go in and inform Master. ”

Yan Feng nodded, this Wang Wei entered the house in advance, and not long after, he came out to invite Yan Feng in.

Si Nanlie also wanted to follow up, but was stopped by Wang Wei.

"What's the matter, you won't let me in?"

"Brother Sinan, Master said... Anyone can enter, but you can't. ”

"What! What is this old man crazy again..."Si Nanlie was stunned, a few meanings!

"Master said... Master said that the altar you brought to him last time was not pure enough, and that you deceived him and was a person with no integrity, so I didn't see you. ”

Si Nanlie was stunned, and slapped on his forehead with a snap, what the hell is this!

In Maoshan Mountain, there are not many old people like Zhu Jiumo's generation, and all of them who are alive are profound, high-minded, and have a strange temper!

Especially this Zhu Jiumo, who is drunk all day long, I don't know when he has been addicted to alcohol, he doesn't leave his hands all day long, his hands don't leave the wine, sometimes he is so drunk that he doesn't know which mountain he is lying in, if it weren't for a few apprentices looking for him all day long and carrying him back, maybe he would have been eaten by some wild bear and wolf while he was drunk.

"It's not that the degree of drunken cold night is too high, I'm afraid that his body can't stand it and he poured some water, this dead old man, forget it if you don't appreciate it, also..."

"Okay, okay, I'll just go in by myself. ”

Yan Feng touched his nose with a smile, and when he heard Si Nanlie say this, he didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that this Uncle Zhu was quite cute.

"I went in first. ”

Yan Feng said and walked to the cabin, and Jiuye put it on his shoulder, as if he was going to go in with him.

"What, Ninth Master, are you going too?"

"Well, I want to see how long this little guy will die. Jiuye's serious expression made Yan Feng stunned when he spoke...

"What are you doing stupidly, let's go. ”

Yan Feng was a little confused, but he still walked into the courtyard and knocked on the door, and a voice came from inside the door.

"Come in!"

How to say... With a drunken smell.

With two dry coughs, Yan Feng pushed the door open, and what greeted him was a drunkard? The old man of wine is about the same!

With black and white messy hair, a beard full of scum, and a sloppy body, but between the eyebrows is heroic and extraordinary, the sword eyebrows are still the same, and the wine gourd in his hand does not have the comfortable atmosphere of the elderly, but has a compelling impulse.

As soon as he came in, Zhu Jiumo stared at the sword behind Yan Feng.

"The Absolute Emperor Sword... It seems that you are really the apprentice of your senior brother, and you can sit casually. ”

Yan Feng swept his eyes around the room... I'll wipe it, can you mess up a little more, sit on the ground!

As soon as he spoke, Jiuye suddenly flew down on Zhu Jiumo's shoulder: "You kid, don't say hello when you see Jiu Ye?" What, it's still that virtue, can you drink it?"

"Who are you, do I know you?" Zhu Jiumo glanced at Jiuye on his shoulder, and took care of himself and lifted the wine gourd and drank it.

"Oh, you kid wants to fight, I forgot how I taught you back then?"

"Don't you say I forgot!" Zhu Jiumo patted the tea case in front of him, and with a snap, the tea case on the table fell apart directly.

"You miscellaneous bird, I want to pay back the abuse of the year today!"

"You think the Ninth Master is afraid of you?!"

This one man and one bird... Change is what you say.

Blowing up in the wind, Jiuye's body became bigger in an instant, how big is this small wooden house, and it is less than three meters high, and it is made of wood, which directly collapsed for Jiuye.

Si Nanlie and Wang Wei were discussing things outside, when they suddenly heard a booming sound, turned their heads and looked, the two of them were directly petrified, and the original cabin was completely scattered.

What's going on?!

"Miscellaneous birds, you thought you were going to get bigger?!"

Zhu Jiumo roared, his face was flushed when he was already drunk, and his body actually became bigger, two stories high, exactly the same as Jiuye, and even the wine gourd in his hand also became bigger.

"Damn, is this still a human being!"

When the house was ravaged before, Yan Feng rolled and crawled out, touching a nose of ash, damn, don't wait to be hit by this plank to the waist.

"What's going on?"

Si Nanlie and Wang Wei helped up the severe wind.

"God knows, these two, as soon as they met, they started to pinch before they could speak, and then that's it. ”

Yan Feng exhaled, Malekie, do you want to be so grumpy.

"I remember, I remember my senior brother secretly told me in the past that Master was bullied by an old bird in the early days, but he couldn't beat him at that time... Wouldn't it be this one?"

Wang Wei looked at the people standing on the ruins of the house, and a person and a bird had begun to pinch each other...

And the posture is very strange, it is completely the way of playing of ruffians and hooligans, Zhu Jiumo took the big gourd and smashed it on Jiuye's body, Jiuye also rolled up the board on the ground with one wing and smashed it, and one person and one bird were directly scuffled together at the back, and they almost didn't roll to the ground.

I got a big watermelon... Yan Feng looked stupid, you said that one of you is an elder of Maoshan, and you are both special ancestors level people, and the other is a big demon who has lived for thousands of years, is it necessary to fight like a primary school student...

However, what makes Yan Feng happy is that these two have not really fought yet, otherwise it would be the black fire of Taoism flying all over the sky.

"The question is... How can you make them stop, it's not a matter of beating like this!" The three of them watched as this person flew up one by one.

"Wait for me!"

Si Nanlie looked very sad, and gritted his teeth: "I can only bring out my family's foundation, you two are watching here, I will come in a while." ”

With that, he ran away.

"Why is he going?"

Yan Feng looked at Si Nanlie, this product seemed to be about to take something.

"What else can you do with wine... He must have wanted to frame my master with good wine. ”

Wang Wei seems to understand very well, and it is estimated that he has used his own wine frame to be a master over the years.

No wonder Si Nanlie is so distressed... Si Nanlie is also a drunkard, and he wants the drunkard to take out his own hidden goods, which is similar to the gold ingots of the pistol in Lao Li's hand.

Under the moonlight, this person was fighting vigorously, and Si Nanlie ran back to get wine, and it was estimated that there would be a meeting.

In the countless houses and halls of Maoshan Mountain, there is such a side hall, an elderly man with half-white hair sits cross-legged in front of the statue of Sanqing, and behind him is Zhang Xuefeng.

"Grandpa, that person is indeed Uncle Fang Mu's..."

"I see. Before he finished speaking, the old man spoke, since Zhang Xuefeng called him grandfather, then this person must be the great elder of Maoshan, Zhang Dongqing.

"How's that going for you to arrange?"

"Back to Grandpa, everything is ready, after tomorrow night... The day after tomorrow, the head of the family will send off the ceremony, and Si Nanlie will never appear in the Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Blessings Palace!"

Zhang Xuefeng's long and narrow gloomy eyes had a cold light flickering, and he secretly calculated against Si Nanlie's father, and now even Si Nanlie is also worried, Zhang Dongqing bowed his head slightly and closed his eyes.

In the hall, there was only green smoke, and Zhang Xuefeng slowly retreated.