For most cultivators in Lin'an Mansion, it is definitely a big deal for the Sixth Mountain Lord to open the mountain and choose the mountain guards, although most cultivators are difficult to grasp in the face of this slim opportunity, but at least such an opportunity is in front of them, which is equivalent to having hope.

The spring cold brought by the spring rain permeates the foot of the mountain, there are many plants and trees in the mountain, and the cold is even worse, but at the foot of the mountain, the atmosphere is in full swing, and the cultivators are surging with qi and blood, like a furnace rising, dispelling the cold of spring.

The luxurious chariots were parked on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain one after another, and the coachmen wore hats and robes, sitting neatly on the wheels, not daring to look around.

On the mountain road, there are cultivators who are overflowing, and they rush to the spring rain with their bodies, quickly relaxing, splashing mud and spring water.

Although it is not called a hundred battles, it is also called lively.

These cultivators come from different backgrounds, some are disciples of the sects around Lin'an Mansion, some are some chivalrous cultivators, and some are children of families who are gifted in cultivation in Lin'an Mansion.

For example, the sons and ladies of the martial arts families such as the Ye Mansion, the Lin Mansion, and the Chongfu, as well as the children of the prime minister, Shangshu, Guogong and other dignitaries and dignitaries, all came in the rain.

If you can win the favor of the sixth mountain lord and enter the holy mountain, it will be a step to the sky, and even the family you are in can get a lot of benefits, and you can be involved with the holy mountain, and the status of the entire Dazhao will rise.

This is the influence of the Holy Mountain.

Even, the royal family of Great Zhao also chose to send their children here, even if they were the children of the royal family of Great Zhao, some of them hoped to enter the holy mountain, even if it was just to become the mountain master and guard.

Of course, even if you haven't entered, it's a great thing for the mountain owner to open the mountain, and it's a good thing to come and observe.

Beneath the foothills.

The extravagant chariots gathered together, and the eaves of the carriages were roofed, at the foot of the Yanyu Mountain, like blooming spring flowers.

A luxurious chariot is parked next to a peach tree, and the peach petals knocked off by the spring rain stick to the roof of the carriage, adding a bit of poetry.

In the carriage, the charcoal stove is boiling hot water, and there is a good West Lake Longjing on the case, and the young son of Qin is dressed in a splendid costume, sitting in it, and opposite is Luo Qingchen, who has changed into a Confucian shirt.

"I never thought that Mr. Luo was planning to become the mountain master and mountain guard, and I thought that Mr. Luo would continue to persist until he met the holy master."

Young Master Qin personally made a cup of hot Longjing for Luo Qingchen, and the green tea leaves rose and fell in the blue and white tea cup.

Luo Qingchen looked at the tea leaves for a long time, and chuckled: "If you become a mountain guard, you can still have the opportunity to meet the holy master, as long as you meet the three conditions set by the first mountain master, there is no conflict." ”

"It's just that I lost the opportunity to become the owner of the mountain."

"It's true, there is a record in history that the mountain guards meet the holy master, Mr. Luo is so courageous, Qin replaces wine with tea, I hope Mr. Luo can get what he wants and step up to the clouds."

Young Master Qin stroked his palms and smiled, personally raised the teacup, and took a sip.

Luo Qingchen, as a staff member of the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion, if he can really become a mountain guard, it will be of great benefit to the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion.

Originally, Luo Qingchen was dissatisfied with the sword intent of the flower to solve the ice, and the Dao heart was dusty, but now, Luo Qingchen was willing to put down his body and defend his identity as a mountain man, Qin Qianqiu naturally had a more eager attitude.

"Among the many cultivators who came to the Sixth Mountain this time, Mr. Luo's cultivation can be called the leader, and Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinhua of the Ye family are also here, although the cultivation of these two people is not as good as Mr. Luo, but they are talented, so it is impossible to rush to the mountain guards, probably to see a lively scene."

"There are only two people that Mr. Luo has to worry about at the cultivation level."

Qin Qianqiu drank tea and looked at Luo Qingchen, who was gently rubbing a slap short sword, and said.

Luo Qingchen's eyes raised slightly, and Qin Qianqiu said to himself: "There is one person in the family, one in the Shun Dynasty, although the mind has not passed the five realms, but the forging body has passed the five realms, and the bow technique in one hand is superb, and it has to be the tenth on the list of fierce generals in the martial temple." ”

The corners of Luo Qingchen's lips twitched, disapproving.

Qin Qianqiu's finger tapped on the table: "The second place, Ye Pet of the Ye Family, is almost the same as Wang Shunchao, and he is also ranked ninth on the list of fierce generals in Wumiao." ”

"The situation between the seed family and the Ye family is also worried, so they want to come up with a mountain keeper to take care of it."

Qin Qianqiu chuckled: "The Lin Mansion is now in decline, and when it comes to talent, the only one who can fight is the maid with a burning stick, so there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

"So, Mr. Luo has a great chance."

Qin Qianqiu's eyes were shining, and he had great hopes for Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen smiled and drank tea.

Suddenly, the two turned their heads to look out the window of the car.

"Open the mountain!"

There is a flat voice, resounding from the towering green mountains, like a cloud after the rapid flow of electricity.

The thunder sends the aftermath to listen to the curling, and the wind whispers!

The whole foothill seems to have a sword aura rising from the ground!

The smoke and rain of the mountains and the twilight clouds that obscured the sky were cut through the middle and turned into curtains, which were gently lifted to the sides by hand.

The brilliant sunshine shines on the splendid spring raindrops, sprinkled on the foothills, forming a sunny avenue with new grass and tender flowers, and falling petals and peach blossoms.

Many cultivators at the foot of the mountain, bathed in the spring rain, stared at the luxurious chariot in the distance.

"Lin Mansion's car!"

Someone recognized the carriage, and the carriages in the major lords' mansions all had corresponding signs.

The mountain lord opened the mountain, tore the smoke and rain, and the sunny avenue was sprinkled from the nine heavens, but it was paved straight on the road where the chariot came......

Is it a coincidence?

Many people can't help but reverie.

When Young Master Qin saw the chariot of the Lin Mansion, his face suddenly turned cold.

"Unless the Lin family's brilliant son and son of the Yuanmeng Horse Master return from the Yuanmeng Empire, there is no one in the Lin Mansion to compete for the position of the mountain guard, so this golden light paving is just a coincidence, and it coincides with the chariot on the road to the opening of the mountain."

Qin Qianqiu said coldly.

Luo Qingchen looked at the chariot from afar, frowning slightly.

But I saw that the chariot had been shining in the sun, facing the new grass and tender flowers plated with gold and the peach petals that had fallen red dust on the road, and slowly walked to the foot of the mountain.

In the scorching gaze, the curtain was lifted.

Lin Chaifeng pinned a burning stick to his waist, walked out of it, and jumped down.

Countless eyes naturally fell on him, and most of the nobles recognized Lin Fu Lin Chasing the wind, and many people couldn't help but exhale.

Qin Qianqiu also sneered, drank the warm West Lake Longjing, and didn't care.

Then, in the chariot, someone got out of the car.

Lin Qingyin was gentle and quiet, lifting the hem of her skirt and slowly getting out of the car, her picturesque eyebrows and eyes attracted the attention of many young cultivators.

Finally, a young man in white in the carriage, with a tattered bamboo sword pinned to his waist, slowly got out of the carriage.

The young man is handsome and extraordinary, but at this moment, everyone doesn't know it at all, so no one cares, and they all withdraw their eyes.

But there was one person who was different.

In the chariot of the Qin Mansion.

Luo Qingchen's eyes condensed slightly, and he took a deep look at the young man's figure, Fang is eyes drooped slightly, and he withdrew his gaze.

"But the weak person who forges his body and opens his qi and blood, and his mind is restless, he also wants to enter the holy mountain, if I climb the mountain, he will be crushed to pieces."

Luo Qingchen muttered softly.

He looked down at his hand holding the teacup.

The blue tea in the cup trembled for some reason.

……

……

An Le got out of the car and stood silently beside Lin Chaifeng and Lin Qingyin.

The bright sunlight tore through the clouds and the smoke and rain, which happened to fall on his face, making him squint slightly.

Looking around, he couldn't help but feel indignant and happy when he saw so many cultivators.

In his eyes, there was the aura of age swaying like seaweed in the body of every cultivator, as if beckoning to him.

The words of the mountain lord to open the mountain are like thunder lingering in the foothills.

The Sunshine Avenue is like a passage leading to the majestic green mountains, and many cultivators are in a surging mood, but they dare not take the first step.

For a while, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain seemed a little quiet and weird.

The sound of spring rain is like quicksand between hourglasses.

After a long time, someone moved.

A scorching blood swirled like a dragon, sweeping away the spring rain at the foot of the mountain, and a young man in armor, carrying a big bow of dark iron, stepped on the spring rain step by step to break the rain curtain and step on the sunny avenue.

Follow the Cotai Boulevard to the foot of the mountain, where the clouds and mist curl.

The young man raised his head, clenched his fists, and opened his mouth to speak, and his voice echoed between the mountains like the ringing of an ancient bell.

"The family is planted in the Shun Dynasty, and I am willing to be the mountain guard."

The majestic qi and blood are like a dragon on the ground, instantly overpowering the wind and rain in the mountains.

Many cultivators who came to the foot of the mountain all looked up, some were shocked, some were staring, and some were helpless.

An Le's eyes sparkled, such a spirit is indeed terrifying, but it is a pity that the opportunity to absorb the qi of the years has been used up today, otherwise he would definitely be sucked.

After the Shun Dynasty, the peace seemed to be broken, and another person stepped out, also wearing armor, the cloak behind him was flying, holding a chiseled gold tiger head gun obliquely, stepping on it, it flew out sideways, the blood was like a gun volley, it was actually suppressed the coercion of the Shun Dynasty, and the Sunshine Avenue at the foot of the mountain with the Shun Dynasty.

"Ye family Ye pet, willing to be a mountain guard."

The same sound, overshadowing the spring breeze and drizzle, like a tiger roaring in the empty valley, lingering endlessly.

The two of them stood at the foot of the mountain, making countless cultivators feel like two mountains in their hearts, wanting to fight for the position of mountain guard, but they didn't even have the courage to stand up.

These are the two strong men who rank on the list of fierce generals in the martial arts, and they are sharp!

In the chariot of the Qin Mansion.

Luo Qingchen did not continue to sit upright, and the tea in the cup was warm.

He lifted the curtain and stepped out, hunting in a Confucian shirt on his body, a sword aura of silver light, lingering around his body, carrying his body, floating from the foot of the mountain.

The majestic heart is like a sudden wind and rain, and it is actually covering the blood and blood frenzy of the strong man on the fierce general list.

Luo Qingchen was surrounded by sword light, raised his head to look at the Xian Pavilion in the middle of the mountain, clenched his fists, and raised a confident smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Qingzhou Luo Qingchen, willing to be a mountain guard."