As the southern gateway of Dongsheng Shenzhou, Heluo is washed away from the stagnant calm of weekdays to August every year, and it becomes bustling and lively. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Going back 30 years, Heluo is just a small city that no one cares about, in Dongsheng Shenzhou, this city is so small that it is difficult to find on the map, but 30 years ago, after the branch of the Red Mansion of Baijian settled here, this small city is like a carp jumping over the dragon gate at once, every August when the famous sword of the Taixu furnace of the Red Mansion of Baijian came out, the famous sword masters from all over the country came one after another, for the style of a famous sword of the Red Mansion, they did not hesitate to spend a lot of money, and rushed overnight.

And this year's Heluo visitors are increasing unabated compared with previous years, because this August Baijian Red Mansion's every ten years of disciple selection coincides with the annual sword tea party, so it is only in July that the inns and restaurants in the city are already full of guests, and many rich children from afar spend a lot of money to find a place to stay.

The Taibai Building on Heluo North Street is full of queues early in the morning, and the young children who want to worship the Red Mansion are waiting to book a room with their money bags in their hands, and then do a lot of dotting, just waiting for the day when the Red Mansion opens to worship the sword.

"Lu Hong, why don't we rent the guest room to someone else, let's find a random place to spend the night tonight",

A young man who looks like a scholar in the Taibai Building said slyly, he is wearing a green shirt, a Confucian crown, and a delicate appearance, but a pair of eyes are turning around, which is far from the elegant demeanor of ordinary readers.

In fact, it's no wonder that he can't control his eyes, the red mansion has always recruited disciples who are more women than men, and the yang and yin decline of other sects are very different, so many of the people who come here to worship the mountain and seek the sword are beautiful girls from the land of smoke and water in the south.

Sitting next to him was a young man who was younger than him, with a long cyan robe covered with a lined silk shirt, and three swords on his back, the hilts of which were red, white, and gray, and the scabbard and hilt were pasted with golden talismans.

His eyebrows and eyes were soft, his face was a little lazy, he smiled and ignored the sour Xiucai who was responsible for taking care of himself, his eyebrows raised and glanced at the Taoist opposite, the young Taoist priest in gray and white robe was placing the ancient coins in his hand on the table one by one, and his face was covered with a layer of anger.

The three of them came to this small town of Heluo from Xinghua Village together, Lu Hong always didn't understand why this Taoist priest named Skylark had so many troubles at a young age, and he didn't see him smile once along the way, but when he met the horse bandit who cut the path when he passed through Dasheng Pass, when he took off twelve heads in the sleeves of his robe, there was a trace of a cruel smile when two points of blood fell on his face.

Seeing that Lu Hong ignored himself, Li Qiushi asked again: "Lu Hong, who won the sword battle in Songye Forest?"

Lu Hong smiled: "What do you say?",

Li Qiushi leaned closer and smiled: "Then naturally you won, I want to know how many tricks you used?"

Lu Hong held up two fingers.

"Two hundred moves?",

Liu Qiushi asked.

Lu Hong shook his head.

"Boss Bao, is there still a seat?",

At this moment, a red shirt walked into the Taibai Building, and then two red-clothed young men with long swords on their backs walked in, and the three of them were dressed exactly the same, and they were all red shirts with a small sword embroidered on their chests.

Worship the disciple of the Red Mansion of the Sword.

As soon as these three people entered the originally noisy Taibai Building, their voices were half smaller, and everyone recognized that the embroidered sword red shirt was the disciple clothing of the Red Mansion of the Worship Sword, many young men and girls put thousands of family wealth, and one side did not want to come to Heluo all the way, in order to be able to worship the Red Mansion, and concentrate on refining qi and seeking swords, hoping that one day they can break through the way with the sword and seek eternal life.

For a while, Taibai Lou's voice was a little quieter, and even some shy girls couldn't help but sneak a few glances at the disciples of the Red Mansion who worshiped the sword like jade.

"Of course, of course, you are the children of the Xianmen, no matter when you come, you can't miss your seats."

The short and fat boss with a shiny face hurriedly greeted him, and politely invited the three of them inside, opened the screen, and sure enough, a table seat was reserved.

Everyone couldn't help but be envious again, others lined up early in the morning, and they had to spend a lot of money to get a table seat, a guest room, but the disciples of the Red Mansion did not have to make much effort, and the high status of the Red Mansion in Heluo can be seen.

Probably this is the difference between cultivators and mortals, worshipping the immortal gate means stepping on the road of immortality, and mortals are not the same.

The three disciples of the Red Chamber were also very proud, and the person at the head was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was very impressed by the envious glances that were cast from time to time, so he put down his sword and sat down and said: "Senior brother, I heard that this recruitment is different from the last time, although there are some famous people in the south, such as Lu Hong, who is known as the 'little master of kendo' in Xinghua Village, Cheng Yaojia, who is famous in the land of smoke and water, and there are a few people in the north who are even bigger, and Cheng Jiao, the younger brother of the first emperor of Qin, is known as ' The first swordsman of the empire', very good, Pei Wen, the swordsman of the Aolai border, is the leader of the sword in his country, and the rest of the people who want to worship in the Red Mansion are even more numerous, innumerable, but I don't know who can get what he wants, and I don't know which one can become the chief disciple of this generation",

Everyone had already retracted their gazes, and when they heard him suddenly talk about this topic, they all turned their eyes to him again, after all, what they were most concerned about now was the selection of the disciples of the Red Mansion of the Worship Sword, and these three people, as disciples of the Red Mansion, would of course have some insights.

Lu Hong also smiled slightly when he heard them mention his name.

The three of them were also relieved in their hearts, and they were even more secretly happy to see a few beautiful girls peeking over here, except for Chen Xuan, who was the leader of the three, before they entered the Red Mansion, they all had a family background, and they were able to pass the test and enter the Red Mansion by virtue of talent and immortality, and they were just ordinary scholars before that, how could any woman look at them differently?

At this time, as a disciple of the Red Mansion, his identity was immediately much more noble, thinking that this mission was over, and after returning to the Red Mansion to restore the master's life, he had to retreat and cultivate, why not take this opportunity to leave some merry and happy life?

The handsome young man sitting next to Chen Xuan had the intention to show his intentions, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Chen, if you want me to say that the position of the chief disciple of this generation is not ......"

"What, two moves?",

At this moment, Li Qiushi's voice suddenly rose, his voice was not loud, but at this time, everyone in the Taibai Mansion was listening intently to Chen Xuan and the others, and his voice suddenly covered the words of the disciple of the Red Mansion.

Everyone couldn't help but frown.

Li Qiushi couldn't help but feel embarrassed, smiled apologetically at everyone, turned his head and lowered his voice and asked Lu Hongdao: "You really defeated the swordsman with the ghost head knife and the murderous qin girl in two moves?"

Lu Hong nodded and said, "The swordsman with the ghost head knife is a traitor to the King Kong Gate, and the law name is to quit sex",

"King Kong Gate....", Li Qiushi silently read the name.

Chen Xuan's junior disciple over there saw that he was an unintentional mistake and continued: "In my opinion, the position of the chief disciple of this generation is not Gongzi Cheng Jiao Mo .....",

"Vajra Gate traitor, my God, isn't that already a person from the cultivation realm?"

Before he finished speaking, Li Qiushi snorted again, and the gaze that had stopped on Chen Xuan and the three of them turned again, and for a while, Senior Brother Chen Xuan only felt as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly, and was interrupted twice, and he couldn't say anything about the rest of the words, he only felt as uncomfortable as it was to lose face in front of so many girls.

Looking at Li Qiushi with an apologetic face, he only felt that his face was extremely hateful, and he snorted coldly at the moment, and the sleeves of his robe flicked, and the wine glass on the table flew towards his face with a "whew", he had been learning swords in the Red Mansion for ten years, and this technique of using qi to control things was not originally what he was good at, but in any case, it was also a technique of cultivation, how could mortals avoid it? He didn't have the intention of hurting Li Qiushi, but he thought that he would break his head and bleed out a bad breath.

However, as soon as the wine glass reached two feet away from Li Qiushi's face, a "ding dong" sounded, and the wine glass seemed to have been hit by something and fell, and a little silver light appeared and held the wine glass steadily.

Lu Hong glanced at the three of them, stretched out his two fingers diagonally, and the wine glass slid down the silver light from his fingertips to his palm.

"Sword Qi....",

Chen Xuan's heart moved.