Hou Xibo sat alone for a long time, until the sun was about to set, then he put away the tea set and walked down the mountain slowly.

Before dawn the next day, he got up early, washed up, took a pot of good wine, and walked towards the highest peak. It was three or four o'clock when he set off, and by the time he reached the top of the mountain, it was already past six o'clock.

The top of the mountain is cold, but the clouds and smoke are swirling, the grass and trees are green, accompanied by the faint sound of the wind, like a fairyland. Hou Xibo took out the ancestral wooden stick, pulled the grass to find the way, and after a few turns, he came to a flat area, where a person was meditating and practicing qi. Hou Xibo didn't dare to disturb, and he also sat in the back to practice Qingcheng's second-order internal martial arts Xuanmen Gangqi, and soon settled down.

After a few hours, Hou Xibo felt that someone was shouting his name, and his eyes suddenly opened.

In front of him is a middle-aged uncle in full costume, who looks to be in his forties, straw sandals, a big back, and a Taoist bun on the top of his head. His eyebrows were raised, dark and thick, his nose was high and wide, and his mouth was wide. A Taoist robe is so dirty that you can't see the original color, black, green, and yellow, and there is a wooden sword on his back, which vividly expounds the appearance of the bull-nosed Taoist priest.

At first glance, his whole person looks very vicious, like a demon king hiding in the mountains. But if you look closely, this man has a compassionate look in his eyes and a kind face, and he looks like a Buddha with a disgusting and kind face, which makes people fearful.

He is Yuan Ling, the elder brother of Qingcheng Mountain, and the road number is pure Qingzi.

"Big brother." When Hou Xibo saw that the senior brother called him, he immediately got up and made a gesture.

Chun Qingzi returned the salute, looked Hou Xibo up and down, frowned, and said, "Xibo, practice more mental methods and less moves." Your heart-urging palm is progressing rapidly, how can the Xuanmen Gang Qi only be level three! ”

Hou Xibo smiled bitterly: "Senior brother, I'm not you, we are stupid in talent, and it is already very good to be able to cultivate the second-order internal strength to the third-level in four months." Those juniors and disciples who cultivated with me haven't even broken through the second-level barrier yet. ”

Chun Qingzi shook his head and sighed: "It's not how talented I am, it's that you have too many distractions." I told you a long time ago that the Qingcheng faction's martial arts are not very good, and our cultivation is immortal. Although this is just a game, it can really improve the physical fitness in reality, and it is no problem for people to live for a few more decades. The Qingcheng faction has many legends since ancient times, and many immortals have stepped into the gate of heaven here, which is not unreasonable. ”

"Yes." Every time Hou Xibo comes, he needs to listen to the senior brother's reasoning, and he has long been used to it. He knew that the senior brother was a cultivator in Qingcheng Mountain in reality, and he entered the game by chance, only to find that he could realize the realm of the unity of heaven and man faster in the game, so he joined the Qingcheng sect of cultivation.

But I have to admit that although the senior brother is over fifty years old, he has learned a lot in the Qingcheng faction, whether it is martial arts or Taoism, and is deeply loved by high-level NPCs, and he was promoted to a disciple in just one year. In less than two years, he was favored by Taishi Zu and accepted as a personal heir, and his status was even higher than that of Yu Canghai, the head of the family. Hou Xibo even guessed that the senior brother had already begun to learn third-order martial arts, otherwise how could he see through his martial arts and level at a glance.

Chun Qingzi talked about the Tao for a while, and found that Hou Xibo was only listening superficially, but he didn't care, so he gave up with a wry smile.

"Young people can't calm down, forget it, I'm not verbose, what are you looking for me today?"

Hou Xibo took out the wine first, put the wine glass, and then helped Chunqingzi fill it before saying: "Senior brother, recently, many second-order disciples have gone down the mountain to do tasks and have been bullied by the Blood Knife Sect. ”

Chun Qingzi drank a glass of wine in one gulp, tasted it for a while, poured a glass to himself, and said, "I don't understand these sects in the game, and I don't want to care about your messy things, you should know this." ”

Hou Xibo hurriedly said: "This is nature. It's just that this Blood Knife Sect is very powerful, but he belongs to the evil sect, and like our Qingcheng faction's sect stunt [Dao Tong], their sect stunt is [Evil], and it needs to do bad things to increase. ”

Chun Qingzi nodded and said: "There is yin and yang, there is good and evil, it is the principle of heaven." ”

Hou Xibo continued: "Originally, the Blood Knife Gate relied on killing people and setting fires and oppressing the good to obtain evil points, but later their senior brother forcibly revised the rules and regulations to collect protection fees instead, but it allowed them to gain a foothold. However, we famous and decent disciples have just learned the art and Xiaocheng have gone down the mountain, how can we stand their rules, this is not a disagreement and a fight. ”

Chun Qingzi waved his hand while drinking: "I can't control these mundane things, you just say what you want me to do." ”

Hou Xibo said: "Although the Blood Knife Gate is an evil sect, it is also played by players, and I think their approach is quite restrained. I plan to form an alliance with them, and I also ask Senior Brother to agree to help me contact Senior Brother Sugar Slash of the Blood Knife Sect. ”

Chun Qingzi smiled and said: "I don't care, it's just that our upright family has formed an alliance with the evil faction, so you're not afraid that someone will trouble you with this matter in the future?" ”

Hou Xibo also smiled: "Then they also have to have this strength, the real big faction such as Shaolin Wudang, is so far away from us, how can there be that idle man to meddle in things." ”

It's not the first day of playing the game, and he knows that the flying pigeon can block many people. But as the elder brother of the sect, their flying pigeon biography represents the sect to some extent, so it is different from ordinary people, it has particularity, and it cannot be blocked.

"Okay, I'll help you contact him. Hibo, it's hard for you to manage so many things under the mountain, but don't leave the exercises behind, and I won't stand idly by if there is really something. Go ahead, I'll let you know when there's news. ”

When Hou Xibo saw that the matter had been done, he did not delay, and bowed and went down the mountain.

Sugar Chop was feasting on it at this time, and a large leg of lamb gnawed on his face with oil. What makes people speechless is that there is a girl opposite him who is also gnawing on a big leg of lamb, and she is also gnawing on the oily face, without any image.

"Woman, where did Hao Fei say he went?" The fat man took a sip of lamb leg and barley wine, and took the time to ask in the middle.

The girl sitting opposite was a woman, she had mutton wrapped in her mouth, and said vaguely: "It was said that she went to Dongting Lake, what is the helm of Junshan." ”

The fat man tore another piece of lamb leg meat, and said, "Recently, these famous and decent families are all about to move, as if they want to attack my bloody knife door, and they are having a headache." If he can definitely help me think of a way to come out, I want to fly the pigeon to pass the book to him, and I am afraid that he will laugh at him, so annoying! ”

The woman said: "Your blood knife sect martial arts are so good, and you are still afraid of those people, if you can't take my sisters to help you fight together, I don't believe how high they can jump." ”

The fat man smiled bitterly when he listened to the heroine's domineering words, how can the matter be solved by fighting and killing, and when the time comes, there will be ten major factions to besiege the Blood Knife Gate, and no matter how high the martial arts are.

Just thinking about it, a sound of wings fluttering came, and Sugar Chop opened the flying pigeon to see that it was sent by the senior brother Chunqingzi of the Qingcheng faction.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the fat man's strange expression, the woman asked curiously.

Sugar Chop spread his hands and said, "Senior Brother Qingcheng asked me to talk to him, not to mention the time and place, it's too strange." ”