The next day, Xiangyang City.

"Have you heard?"

"It's the incident on the Phoenix Peak of Da Hyeon Mountain yesterday, this thing has already been reported. ”

"I didn't expect that the dignified eldest son of the Huang family, Mr. Shuijing's registered disciple, actually lost to a coachman, our Jingzhou students were embarrassed, and even Mr. Shuijing's face was lost. ”

"This Li Han is just picking up soft persimmons and pinching them, we don't say that Lumen is a double pride and four masters, even if any of the eight horses in Jingzhou can kill him in seconds!"

"I can't say that, although Li Han was unknown before, but an article has to be congratulated by wind and rain, and the sky is thundering, which is enough to show that this person is a Confucian and Taoist cultivator, even if Jingzhou Bajun makes a move, he may not be able to win him steadily. ”

"One of his "Lotus" is indeed extraordinary, even if it is transmitted back to Lumen Mountain, Sima Sacrificial Wine and Zheng Xuan's Sacrificial Wine of Jixia School Palace applauded. ”

"Mr. Degong, the head of the Pang family, also calls him a lotus gentleman!"

"And I heard that this person has not yet tied his hair and wore a crown, he is a disciple of Confucianism, he has not tied his hair and wears a crown, that is, he has not reached the crown, he is still young, and he actually has a cultivation close to Confucianism. ”

"Such a person should have some fame a long time ago, why have we never heard of this name. ”

"Taixue is the first school in the world, the first holy place of Confucianism, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are one or two unknown geniuses, which is not surprising at all. ”

“......”

The streets and alleys of the city, the bustling wine shops, the elegant teahouses, and countless literati and scholars are all discussing, and the topics they discuss are basically related to the Hundred Flowers Banquet on the Phoenix Peak.

At the same time, the reputation of Li Han, the lotus gentleman, was resounding in the Confucian forest overnight.

......

On Lumen Mountain.

In a house in the bamboo forest.

A young man with a majestic instrument and a young man in cloth clothes stood side by side.

The young man in cloth held a black-rod dragon whisker pen, dotted with graphite in the dark water, and between the strokes, the dragon and snake danced.

"Li Han!"

The two words are like gods, beautiful and attractive, the wind is sluggish, the rain rests, and the wind and rain move.

"Second brother, your words are more and more charming, compared with the water mirror body of the sacrificial wine, youth is better than blue, and it already has a different charm. The young man clapped his hands and said in admiration.

"My brother has a good reputation, after all, he is the way of his predecessors, and he has no way of his own, not such a person!"

The cloth-clothed young man shook his head, put down the pen in his hand, pointed to the name he had written, and said: "Confucian disciple, words have always been like his people, his words are his cultivation, he has walked out of his own path, I might as well too!"

"Didn't many people say that it was just a new font smelted by Taixue Cai Sacrifice Wine and the fusion of hundreds of masters?"

"Brother, do you believe that?" the cloth-clothed boy asked rhetorically.

"I've seen that "Lotus", this font can't be described, but slightly insufficient, obviously just a prototype font that is still completed, although Cai Saijiu is amazing, but calligraphy, most of the energy is invested in the perfection of Feibaiti, I'm afraid there is no such energy. ”

The young man is also an outstanding Confucian disciple, and he naturally has some eyesight, but he is a little reluctant to admit it: "But I don't believe that he has such a talent as a young man who has never reached the crown!"

"There are so many talents in the world, I just sit in the well and watch the sky. ”

"The second brother doesn't need to be arrogant, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are small ways, even if this person is good at calligraphy, what you learn is the way of power and strategy, the art of slaying dragons, but this person can not compare. The young man said.

"The way of conspiracy?"

The young man in cloth just smiled indifferently and changed the topic: "Liang heard that my brother is going out to study?"

"That's true!" the young man nodded.

"Brother is out on a study tour at this time, is there a whereabouts of the seven-star life-sustaining lamp?" The cloth-clothed young man's eyes flashed with a streamer, and he asked in a deep voice.

Sure enough, he couldn't hide anything from the eyes of the second brother. The young man said: "Our Zhuge family's bloodline is abnormal, after the loss of the Inheritance Treasure Seven Star Life Continuation Lamp, for thousands of years, no one in the family has survived the Jiazi Tribulation, and a Canglong Ancient Clan has fallen here, I am unwilling." ”

"Do you have a clue?" the cloth-clothed boy asked indifferently.

"Someone once encountered an ancient lamp carved with seven stars among the Shanyue Demon Clan in Jiangdong, I want to go and see it. The young man nodded and said.

"The four holy lands of the demon clan, the blood lion clan of the Shanyue Holy Land are respected, and you can't trespass!"

"Anyway, give it a try. ”

"A light is like life, my Zhuge family's life is short, but I don't believe in life, the seven-star life lamp is lucky, and you don't need to force it if you can't get it. Bu Yi said in a young voice.

"Second brother, don't worry, I'm measured!" There was a burning heat in the young man's eyes.

......

Lumen Mountain is very large, not only Lumen Academy, outside the academy, the scenery is beautiful, before a waterfall, there is a house.

In front of the house, in the sound of the waterfall, a young man in a blue robe and brocade carried wine and sang, dancing with a sword.

He looks quite strange, and his facial features are strange and ugly, as if he has brought together his uncoordinated eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"Picking the weed, picking the weed, and the weed also stops. It is said that the return is returned, and the years are endless......"

The unruly poetry from his mouth read quite charming, when his poetry is read faster, the faster the sword in his hand, there is no true qi blessing, but the sword intent is getting higher and higher, and gradually the sword seems to form a phantom of the nine-day phoenix.

"It's still a little bit close!" The blue-robed young man's long sword took off his hand, stayed in the void for three breaths, and landed naturally, he looked at it and said with some regret.

"Childe, the Divine Sword is the supreme secret method of the Pang family, you have only been cultivating for three years, and with such attainments, you are already the best in the Pang family for thousands of years, don't be impatient!"

A middle-aged man walked up and said softly.

He was the protector of the youth.

"I know, it's just a little unwilling. The blue-robed young man smiled, and then asked, "Is my uncle looking for me?"

"It's the eldest prince!" said the middle-aged man.

"He, it seems that he is unwilling to lose, does he want me to save face for him?" the young man sneered: "Brother, this person is not bad, but he likes to use small means." ”

"But after all, it is a loss of face for our Ponzi. ”

"It's not necessarily a good thing to lose face. The boy said.

"Why?"

"You don't understand!" the young man shook his head, smiled indifferently, and said, "But uncle, he understands." ”

"Shall we leave it at that!"

"If you lose, you have to admit it, it's not a gentleman's job to lose if you can't afford to lose!"

The young man's eyes were shining, and there was a touch of pride in his eyes, and he said, "But this Li Han, I really want to meet for a while." ”

......

In the city of Xiangyang, a courtyard.

"Jingsheng, this Li Han suddenly killed, I don't know the depth, will it hurt our big thing!"

"That's right, a Confucian goddess is already difficult to deal with, in case they join forces, I'm afraid there will be an accident......"

In the backyard of the courtyard, on the stone pavilion of the lake, several men in Confucian robes sat on the ground, and more than a dozen beautiful maids around them were warming wine.

The man headed by him is about thirty years old, eight feet tall, gentle and majestic, this person is the head of the eight horses of Jingzhou, the son of the Han family, Liu Biao and Liu Jingsheng after King Lu Gong of Han.

"Gentlemen Lian, Taixue deserves to be the number one university in the world, and it really should not be underestimated!"

He held the wine cup in one hand, gently knocked on the desk with the other, took a sip of spiritual wine, and said coldly: "But in the end, he is just a kid who has not dried up, don't pay attention to it, as long as the Eight Gate Golden Lock Array arranged on Lumen Mountain can play an effect, Jingzhou Ding must be mine." ”