"The lord of the mountain, the ticket numbers under the mountain were flocked to the people by unknown reasons after the exchange of the Yanyu Building, and even the means to stabilize people's hearts failed to work, and now the ticket numbers in Jiangzhou are extremely tight, if you don't do anything, don't wait for the Yanyulou to collapse by itself, I'm afraid that our Songfeng Mountain will not be able to support it first. ”

In the Tingtao Pavilion of Songfeng Mountain, the nominal ruler of the whole sect lightly picked up the purple sand pottery cup on the root table, and the rosin tea that had just been brewed removed the faint pine aroma, but the rich fragrance of flowers and fruits did not hide the original taste of the tea, which was also a rare first-class treasure on Songfeng Mountain.

"Stay away, don't let the copper stench on your body tarnish the fragrance of tea. ”

"Yes. ”

The face that has been a little old but still does not hide the merry face of the year moved slightly, and he is more satisfied with the timing of this brewing, whether this rosin tea is like a small jasper, or delicate, and it can't withstand the tart of three brews and four bubbles.

After more than 20 years of immersion in the tea ceremony, Gao Xu has more than 100 sets of precious tea utensils, and the technique is naturally amazing to everyone in the general tea ceremony. Only this rosin tea, no matter how many times he tried it, so that he came up with the attitude of delving into the bottleneck of martial arts, it was still far from what he wanted in his heart, so he had to follow the path of the tea ceremony, which has always been despised by famous masters, and the order of the order was extremely meticulous, and strive to achieve perfection.

In the hearts of the mountain lords of Songfeng Mountain, the final consummation of the tea ceremony and martial arts is just to perfectly cover up the flaws that cannot be eradicated.

Martial arts cultivation first cultivates the mind, Gao Xu thinks deeply of this, cooking tea is an excellent means, since sitting in the position of the master of Songfeng Mountain, he has not really been angry for more than ten years, so in the eyes of the disciples of the inner and outer mountains, they are all modest and generous men.

However, since the gun and Yanyulou openly threatened to advance and retreat together with the tribulation, the decision-making mind of the mountain lord in the council hall has become more and more trusted, especially now that the mountain ticket number is stopped by injuring the enemy by 800 and losing 1,000 self-damage, it has been deliberately stopped several times and three times, and it has been able to continue to this day with the full support of the Taishang Mountain Lord, but it is inevitable that the implementation will be more or less discounted.

Even Gao Xu himself, he is still puzzled by Zhang's decision, according to the Songfeng Mountain Offline Report, that Zhang Wu is not a reckless man with no mind in the realm of martial arts, why did he make the move of the whole door to the Yanyu Building?

There was no way, the mountain lord of Songfeng Mountain laughed at the thought that popped up in his mind.

But even if that Zhang Wu and Second Master Qian knew? It wasn't that he didn't have the magical power of an unpredictable prophet, so he could really predict what Songfeng Mountain would do next? Even if he expected it, how could he know how to deal with it? The only variable was that the smoke and rain building was Yu Cheng, and the combat power of the six-story martial arts building, how could he not know.

"The ticket number under the mountain should be stopped for the Yanyu Building, and it is okay to damage the reputation, and when Songfeng Mountain dominates the rivers and lakes of Jiangzhou, it will naturally recover as before. ”

Waiting for orders five zhang away from Tingtao Pavilion, the old man of Songfeng Mountain, who was in charge of the ticket number under the mountain, heard the order coming from the pavilion and panicked:

"Mountain master, don't do it, the ticket number under the mountain is less than one in ten now, if you do this again, at most less than a month, many semicolons will have to close the door.... Please think twice. ”

"All the cash available for emergency in the door has been allocated, totaling more than 63,700 taels, and some of the fields are also sold cheaply, and 10,000 taels of silver can be squeezed out for the ticket number in a short time. In the pavilion, Gao Xu replied, the aroma of the tea cup in front of him was still refreshing, "If you can do it, you can delay it for one more day." ”

"This action is tantamount to drinking a donkey to quench your thirst, doesn't the mountain lord know?"

"Oh?"

Gao Xu stopped smelling the incense, and listened to the Tao Pavilion covered by gauze curtains on all sides, and it was so hazy that he couldn't see his expression clearly:

"Mention to those people in the council hall, silver is something outside the body, which can make the hearts of the people in Yanyulou disperse a little more, and the disciples of Songfeng Mountain will be able to die a lot less, and the chances of winning will naturally be a little greater, and they will naturally know the stakes. ”

The head manager of the ticket number under the mountain hurriedly retired, and the rosin tea in Gao Xu's cup was still warm, but the tea cooks no longer had the meaning of tasting one or two.

Since his wife Gao Xu died unexpectedly during a walk out of the mountains, he was forced by the pressure of the old ladies in the council hall to remarry, how embarrassing it is for the man who holds the authority of the sect. The face of the mountain lord of Songfeng Mountain was pale, and the mood of Gujing Wubo on weekdays had previously been unprecedentedly angry, and a few old things in the council hall really thought that he Gao Xu was a puppet and could not be manipulated by others?

It is no wonder that many of those juniors are in Songfeng Mountain, and in addition to grasping many industries under the mountain, they are also a little yang and yin to Gao Xu, the owner of Songfeng Mountain, and secretly let go of part of the Yanyulou redemption, otherwise, Yanyulou will definitely not be as unbroken as it is now, and even has the spare strength to rectify the industry under its name, and collect cash to feed the sect.

"Stupid!" Gao Xu finally couldn't maintain his state of mind, and scolded loudly, these old immortal things, is it possible that the silver can really be brought to the coffin, so reluctant? If those people in the council hall are willing to take out half of the private collection, where can they use the precious land accumulated by Songfeng Mountain for generations to support themselves.

Gao Xu crushed the cup in his hand, and then released it, but the dust fell to the ground, and it was dispersed with the mountain breeze.

The first thing after the collapse of the Yanyu Building is to deal with the moths in Songfeng Mountain that form their own factions according to their surnames, compared to the short pain of being cut off the branches, for the towering ancient tree of Songfeng Mountain, or these moths are more harmful in the long run, how many rivers and lakes in ancient times, internal and external troubles are the first to collapse from the inside, if Songfeng Mountain also embarks on this old road, how willing is he Gao Xu.

Everyone in Jiangzhou knows that the owner of Yanyu Mansion has many heroes, who knows that he is also the same as Gaoxu of Songfeng Mountain?

One day, he will teach the world to know Gao Xu and his person.

But that's all the things to think about after starting to get rid of the big trouble of Yanyulou, if he Gao Xu dies in this battle, then naturally everything is over.

He Gao Xu has lost too much mental energy in order to plan today, and the damage to the martial arts is also quite large, if it weren't for this, the six-story martial arts building would have already been like a bag to get things, and it would not be impossible to go up to the next level....

Joke!

Gao Xu, who is the owner of Songfeng Mountain, is close to the age of ear shun at this time, and he is not young anymore.

He wants to complete the unfulfilled deeds of the previous generations of Songfeng Mountain lords before his old ambition is reduced, and dominate the rivers and lakes of Jiangzhou.

The appearance of people, the admiration of a lifetime, and the enlightenment of a room are not advisable.

A good man should leave his name in the world.