Gengchen Immortal Sect is divided into two parts: the inner gate and the outer door.

The inner gate is naturally the core place of Gengchen Immortal Sect, and the outer gate is the place where secular people spend money and accumulate goodness, trade freely and buy and sell streets, and Tiannan discusses swords.

With the arrival of the Tiannan Sword Festival, the outer gate of Gengchen Immortal Sect has become a shrunken martial arts, and people from all major sects and families can find traces here.

Among them, all kinds of grievances and hatreds are being restrained by the power of Gengchen Immortal Sect.

"Senior brother, let's go out for a walk!"

As soon as he was free, Wan Yingye couldn't wait to come to Wan Yingzong's room and pull him out to play.

It was the first time that the Yunshan Sect, which had finally left the quiet and lonely, came out again, and it was the grand event of the Gengchen Immortal Sect that was crowded with people, and it was extremely exciting.

"Okay, let's call your Senior Sister Yingxue. ”

In the unhappiness of the little girl next to her, Wan Yingzong came to the door of her junior sister and knocked lightly, and an elegant question came from the door.

"Who?"

"It's me, Yingzong, it's the first time I've come to Gengchen Immortal Sect, let's come out and play together. ”

Wan Yingzong's voice was calm and atmospheric, and he was already a little calm and steady, in front of Yingxue's door, his voice was gentle and low, which made people feel good when they heard it.

However, the people inside the door said coldly: "No, Senior Brother and your Senior Sister Yingye go, I want to adjust my state here to deal with this sword debate with all my might." ”

Wan Yingzong pursed his lips and nodded.

"Okay, junior sister, you can breathe here with peace of mind, and if you need anything, just tell us. ”

Immediately, Wan Yingzong smiled reluctantly at Wan Yingye, who was smiling on the side, and the two of them left the room.

"Rock sugar gourd clay porcelain people, playing monkey silhouette play, East Street Tea House West Street wine, 23 rooms rouge line, Gengchen Treasure Hall Jinluan, martial arts Zhengdao Xianren Road, Yingjie Juncai Yuntai gathering, martial arts story Tiannan Ming. ”

The streets are bustling, and around the corner of the room, a poet walks around.

When Wan Yingzong saw this person, he was slightly stunned, and then his face couldn't help but show joy, and he said in surprise: "Brother Qingtai, it's easy to understand, the words are appropriate, good poetry, good poetry!"

This young man with a wine gourd in his left hand, a feather fan in his right hand, and a long sword on his waist, after turning the green gauze hat, was also slightly surprised when he saw Wan Yingzong.

"Brother Yingzong, last time I said goodbye, I haven't drunk and had fun with you for three years, hahaha!"

Obviously, there is a lot of friendship between the two.

And behind this person, there is also a little junior sister, round and mellow, full of youth, and she will not dress up, and she looks a little restrained.

It's Wan Yingye, except for a little nervousness at the beginning, and then this smart and lively girl became familiar, no longer shy for the eyes of the people around her, but proud.

Wan Yingye, as a woman's intuition, can clearly sense the prying eyes of people who come and go, especially those men, and are overwhelmed by her own face.

I've never felt this way.

Wan Yingye seemed to have returned to the Yunshan Sect in the past, and when he was surrounded by the stars and the moon, he was even happier than he was then.

Wan Yingye's heart was quietly expanding, enjoying, and obsessed with this feeling.

"Who is this?"

With a wine gourd in his left hand and a feather fan in his right hand, Lu Qingtai naturally looked at the slender woman beside Wan Yingzong, his eyebrows lit up, and the feather fan in his hand swayed a little faster.

"This is my little junior sister, Wan Yingye, Yunshan Sect is accompanied by the two of us Senior Sister Yingxue to participate in this Tiannan Sword Debate, but Senior Sister Yingxue doesn't like to be lively, so she breathes in the room, Brother Qingtai, what about you?"

Lu Qingtai said with a smile: "Oh, I am also here to accompany my junior sister to participate in this Tiannan Sword Debate, this is my junior sister, Lu Xiaoqian." ”

The face is round and shy, and he is ignorant.

"Brother Yingzong, Sister Yingye. ”

Lu Xiaoqian greeted in a low voice.

"Sister Xiaoqian, you have just turned eighteen, you can participate in the sword debate in three years, and when the time comes, you will definitely achieve better results if you improve your skills. ”

Wan Yingye responded decently, with a smart and lively but general image, which won the great favor of Lu Qingtai and Lu Xiaoqian.

After chatting a few words, the four of them walked together amid laughter.

In the soul, the bewitching devil conducted a soul probe on the two of them.

Life: 21

Energy: 57+7

Soul: 1

This Lu Qingtai is not weak, even slightly stronger than Zhi Wan Yingzong, but compared to Wan Yingxue, especially Wan Yingxue who is wearing the Silver Frost Sword, his strength is much inferior.

Moreover, Wan Yingxue is a generation younger than the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, the bewitching devil soul spied on Lu Xiaoqian.

Life: 14

Energy: 37

Soul: 1

The martial arts are mediocre, even worse than Wan Yingye, and it also represents the strength of most of the young people who participated in the Tiannan Sword Debate.

Martial arts swordsmanship, mental practice, has always been like this.

There was a big difference between the young people before, but between those strong people, it was even more difficult to go further with the hundred-foot railing, unless they crossed the bottleneck threshold, there was not much difference in each other's strength.

Rubbing shoulders, people from major families and martial arts gathered, and it was very lively.

Wan Yingye and Lu Xiaoqian also gradually became acquainted, constantly juggling and playing on the street and lingering between rouge gouache shops, Wan Yingzong and Lu Qingtai completely became two followers.

"Xiaoqian, try it, these rouges are really good. ”

Wan Yingzong and Lu Qingtai said that they had become two followers, but in fact, Wan Yingye pulled Lu Xiaoqian in front and led the team.

Dressing up, rouge and gouache, after Yue Daihua's teaching, coupled with Wan Yingye's interest in this area, the makeup technique has matured, and she keeps recommending it to Lu Xiaoqian.

"Yes, Miss. Our rouge, but this heavenly street is the most famous, after carefully dressing up, you will definitely be like this young lady, I don't know how many sons to admire. ”

The triangular-eyed boss smiled happily, and he liked these novice heroines who lived in a simple place, didn't care about the world, and didn't know how distressed they spent money.

Hearing the triangle-eyed boss exaggerate himself like this, Wan Yingye smiled proudly, and directly took out the silver given by his parents before leaving and slapped it on the seat.

"Two servings!"

Not to mention the smiling boss, Wan Yingye's side was in excitement and joy, and the bewitched devil could hear it clearly.

"If you use these rouge gouaches in the future, Senior Brother Ying will definitely like it! This Lu Xiaoqian, her appearance is mediocre, no wonder that Lu Qingtai's eyes are straight when she sees her, this girl is really beautiful and extraordinary after dressing up a little! Hehe, but if you want to get close to this girl, don't even think about it, a group of toads, this girl only likes Grandmaster Ying alone. ”

There was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't notice the embarrassment of Lu Xiaoqian, who was shy on the side, Wan Yingye directly handed a rouge gouache to Lu Xiaoqian, and then took the little sister to the restaurant with satisfaction.

Wan Yingzong and Lu Qingtai were helpless all the way, and now they were a little hungry and came in.

If Tiannan Lunjian is a shrunken martial arts gathering, then often a tavern is a martial arts in the martial arts, and anything can happen.

Although Wan Yingye didn't understand the world, he also knew this, and after ordering the dishes with excitement and anticipation, he smiled and said, "Xiao Er, is there any good wine?"

"Yes, yes, of course! Our store has the best Suqu daughter red, Shaozhejiang yellow plum wine, Northern Xinjiang barley wine, aged grain wine, Liupin season rice wine, mellow osmanthus wine, may I ask Miss, what kind of wine do you want?"

The shopkeeper reported the wine, in one go, with a flattering smile and a likable face.

"I want to ......"

Before Wan Yingye could speak, Wan Yingzong said, "Just have a pot of hot tea, it's troublesome." ”

The shopkeeper glanced at Wan Yingye.

The shopkeeper saw that although she was unhappy, she didn't refute it, so she shouted: "Okay, crispy boy chicken, July sauce beef, three crispy fried green bamboo shoots, cold mung bean sprouts, boiled sauce pig's trotters, spicy razor bones, plus steamed rice cakes, a crunchy roll, and a pot of hot buckwheat tea." ”

With such an atmosphere of rivers and lakes, Wan Yingye looked around excitedly, hoping that a thief who oppressed a good girl would appear immediately, and then he would fight unevenly and win bursts of applause.

After more than half an hour, Wan Yingye was disappointed.

There are people coming and going in the tavern, and there is an endless stream of chivalrous swordsmen, but they are just getting together in twos and threes, chatting and eating, at most they peek at themselves a few times, and there are some prodigal sons with eager and fiery eyes, but nothing happens, which is really boring.

It was not early, full of wine and food, Wan Yingye was a little sullen, and it seemed that it was a little too dull.

After saying goodbye, they returned to their respective rooms.