The next day, a few people set off early in the morning.

After Pingyang City, you will not encounter a town for almost three days along the way, but after three days, you will also arrive at Chiyan Villa, and after preparing dry food and water, a few people will ride their horses outside the city and leave.

The first time Yang Ling rode a horse, he was not as fast as Lan Lin and the others, and the five girls also slowed down and waited for him.

Zhong Xiaoyue told him to clamp his legs between the horse's belly, step on the stirrups with both feet, and hold the reins tightly in the center, and then it would be very simple!

Yang Ling said according to what she said, and she really didn't have to worry about falling down, but the bumps up and down still made his butt a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, they were all martial arts practitioners, and after half a day, they were already able to adapt slightly.

I have to say that the feeling of riding a horse is really extraordinary, the sense of freedom that gallops in the wind, it is easiest for the men in the rivers and lakes to indulge in it, Yang Ling drove the horse, enjoying the wind blowing over his face, and his heart was overjoyed.

Seeing him like this, the five girls also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, for fear that he would find it difficult to adapt, but fortunately, they were too worried.

A few people rested for half a day, waited until sunset to find a flat place to rest, and continued to hurry on the second day, and so on, and finally came to a city dozens of times larger than Fenglin City and Pingyang City after the third day.

This city is called Wucheng, which is the place where the governor of Ganzhou is located, and gathers the prosperous place of the entire Ganzhou, which is naturally extraordinary. (The state is replaced by the province here)

Lan Lin and his party called Yang Ling to dismount, and then led the horse rope into Wucheng on foot, originally some soldiers wearing armor planned to conduct routine inspections, but after seeing the token in her hand, they immediately stopped and let go.

With a look of doubt in Yang Ling's eyes, Lan Lin took a few steps behind and explained to him: "Since eighteen years ago, the imperial court issued an edict, but all martial arts sects registered in the imperial court, as long as they hold a token, they can enter the city without inspection, even if they pay taxes for business, they can deduct thirty percent of the tax. ”

Such a special case?

Yang Ling asked puzzledly, "Why is this?" ”

Zhong Xiaoyue took a few steps behind and interjected: "It's not because it's difficult to discipline people in the martial arts!" Those who practice martial arts, who are not arrogant, if the imperial court does not promulgate more benefits, who will listen. ”

Yang Ling agreed with this very much, just like that Liang Sheng, relying on his strong martial arts, he did so many things that hurt the heavens and reason, and he was still at large, if all the people who practiced martial arts were like him, he was afraid that the entire Great Xia would be in chaos.

If you want these martial arts practitioners to abide by the rules, they must naturally provide a variety of conveniences, otherwise they will not be convinced.

Lan Lin knocked on Zhong Xiaoyue's head and admonished: "Okay, we will go to the market soon, this Wucheng is the land of the official family after all, don't say more." ”

"Oh!" Zhong Xiaoyue answered and didn't speak again.

Yang Ling asked curiously, "Is Chiyan Mountain Villa in Wu City?" ”

He thought to himself, the mountain villa, how can it be in the mountains, will it be in the city?

Lan Lin said with a smile: "Chiyan Mountain Villa is on Wutong Mountain, thirty miles away from Wucheng, we can't go there yet, so let's stay in Wucheng for three days temporarily." ”

"In three days, it will be the seventieth birthday of the old man Jin of Chiyan Villa, and the martial arts people from all over the world are invited to participate in the birthday banquet, and our Qinglian Sect is in the invitation list, but we and several elders did not go together for other reasons, and we missed the hour, so it is not good to go up the mountain rashly to disturb, so we will rest in Wucheng for three days."

Yang Ling didn't have any opinions, he really just came to join in the fun.

I saw Zhong Xiaoyue sigh and said, "Alas, I haven't seen Master for a long time, I really miss her old man." ”

When Qin Baiyu heard it, she couldn't help but glance at her: "The mouth is wrong!" ”

……

Meanwhile.

On Wutong Mountain, Chiyan Mountain Villa.

In a manor that occupied almost the entire mountain, there were shouts one after another, which shook the earth and was so powerful that it could be faintly heard even at the foot of the mountain.

I saw that in a very open martial arts arena, hundreds of young male and female disciples wearing red practice uniforms and with flame patterns tattooed on their backs were practicing.

Directly above the martial arts arena, a group of people sat on the high platform, sipping melons and fruits and refreshments, looking at the martial arts performances of the disciples below, and nodding their heads and praise.

And sitting in the first seat is a beard and hair, but burly, and full of temperament of the old man, he is the patron saint of Chiyan Villa, the owner of the previous generation, and the protagonist of the birthday banquet three days later, Jin Wuliang.

I saw him smiling, stroking his long beard, and asked loudly, "What do you think of my disciples of Chiyan Mountain Villa?" ”

Luo Feng, the head of the Yunshan Sect, stood up and complimented: "Chiyan Mountain Villa is worthy of being the first mountain villa of our Southern Sect, and the disciples in the village are all dragons and phoenixes among people, so they really envy us." ”

He Shaofeng, the head of the Diancang faction, also echoed: "I can see the disciples of Guizhuang, and I can't see those disciples of the Cang faction. ”

Chen Xuanfeng, the master of the Storm Sect, nodded and said, "Every disciple's movements are expressive, and they must practice hard every day to have such attainments. ”

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Some of the heads of second- and third-rate sects echoed and touted the Divine Volcano Village.

Hearing these sycophants, although he knew that the other party had touted against his will, Jin Wuliang still felt extremely happy, and when he was old, he naturally liked to listen to good words, and he was not surprised.

Looking at the heads of the several first-class sects sitting beside him, Jin Wuliang was very concerned in his heart, but asked plainly: "Master Fu, what do you think of these disciples of my Chiyan Villa?" ”

The person who was asked was Fu Jingqing, the head of the Songyang faction, a thin man about thirty years old, with a sword at his waist, and an old god present, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

"The old Zhuang bishop is admirable!" Fu Jingqing said in a light tone, but he looked down on him in his heart for his kind of love and show.

Although he didn't let himself listen to it very well, he couldn't find fault with it, Jin Wuliang immediately changed the owner of Turtle Island and asked, "What does the owner of Ao Island think?" ”

Ao Zisheng is a middle-aged man in his forties, not too old, but his back is already slightly rickety, which is caused by the cultivation of the martial arts of Turtle Island, not born like this.

It is said that this martial art has an extraordinary origin, and although practicing to the highest level will lead to deformities in the body, it can make the practitioner live a long life, live a long time, naturally understand more, and see more, so on the rivers and lakes, Turtle Island also has a know-it-all title, Bo Gu Tong today, omniscient.

It has a status in the rivers and lakes that is difficult for ordinary people to match.

If it weren't for the fact that the people of Turtle Island like to make good friends, otherwise even if the golden Chiyan Mountain Villa had a table, it is estimated that he would not be able to invite him.

Ao Zisheng has also just taken over the position of the island lord not long ago, and this time he is just here to show his face and see with his own eyes how the various forces in the southern martial arts are.

Hearing Jin Wuliang ask himself, Ao Zisheng smiled, did not hold his own identity, pretended to be arrogant, but called himself a junior, and complimented: "With the old man Jin teaching these disciples, it should be a blessing for them to rest in the third life, and I will see that all the people in Chiyan Mountain Villa are united and united, and he will be more prosperous in the future." ”

"Hahaha, then borrow the auspicious words of the lord of Ao Island, he will come to Ganzhou as a disciple of Turtle Island, but even if he comes to my Chiyan Villa, whether it is to do business or play, my Jin family should open the door of convenience."

Jin Wuliang was overjoyed, the other party's words simply went to his heart, and he immediately promised it in front of everyone.

Anyway, if you can have more good relationships with the people of Turtle Island, there are many benefits, not just that the other party takes advantage, at most it can be regarded as mutual benefit.

Jin Wuliang is old and ginger, and he can see it clearly on the surface.

The remaining heads are still a little worse than the first two, and there are still a few well-known first-class sects in the rivers and lakes who have not yet arrived, after all, they are all figures with heads and faces, it is enough to hurry up, there is no need to arrive in advance, give Jin Wuliang a big face.

Except for Ao Zisheng, who came in advance because of the long distance, Fu Jingqing, for example, happened to pass through Ganzhou, but was stopped by Jin Wuliang and was forced to stay in Chiyan Villa for three days.

In this regard, he was very unhappy in his heart, but for the sake of Chiyan Villa and his Songyang faction, he had to swallow this anger.

I thought that when I waited until my birthday at the end of the year, I would also pit this dead old man once.

With Ao Zisheng's compliments, Jin Wuliang felt greatly satisfied in his heart, so he didn't ask again.

As the disciples of Chiyan Mountain Villa finished their moves, they bowed slightly to the high platform under the leadership of the martial artist, and then retreated one after another.

Jin Wuliang smiled loudly, led everyone to the inner hall, and after a few laughs and talks, he asked people to send a few heads down to rest.

After everyone left, Ao Zisheng turned back and arched his hand to Jin Wuliang.

"Lord Ao, please take a seat!"

Jin Wuliang knew that he had something to say, so he raised his empty hand and pointed to the seat next to him.

Ao Zisheng smiled and sat down.

"Does Old Man Jin know about some of the major events that have happened in the rivers and lakes recently?"

Jin Wuliang frowned, nodded and said, "I've heard a little!" ”

"The rivers and lakes are in turmoil again, and I don't know who will be the one who will lose, in addition to congratulating Jin Laozi on his 70th birthday, Zisheng came in advance this time in addition to congratulating Jin Laozi on his 70th birthday, and there is also a message to be given for free, just to reduce the disputes in the rivers and lakes."

"Please!" Jin Wuliang couldn't help but stop his waist, his expression was a little serious.

It's a matter of disputes in the rivers and lakes, but I'm afraid that this matter is big, could it be ...... He already had a vague guess in his mind.

"There are some legends, you don't have to show off in front of the old man when you are born, let's get straight to the point!"

"One of the twelve chapters of the Immortal Sutra is in the Chiyan Villa, this matter is known to everyone in the world, and the recent battles in the rivers and lakes are also related to this Immortal Sutra, according to the news obtained by the Turtle Island, I am afraid that the birthday banquet of the old man Jin in three days will not be peaceful."

Hearing this, two chills suddenly burst out of Jin Wuliang's eyes, and his tone suddenly deepened.

"If you are not afraid of death, come here, the old man has lived for most of his life, and he has not climbed yet, if the group of small people don't come, it's just right, just add a few stools to the old man's birthday banquet."

Ao Zisheng couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he heard this, people are old, and there are really no taboos, is it okay to kill a few people to add stools on his seventieth birthday?

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