First acquaintance with the true face of this mountain.

The dragon and tiger mountain of the Taoist holy land in the world rhyme birds and birds, the towering peaks seem to have red and white cranes spreading their wings and circling, the two sides of the extremely simple and freehand mountain road that repairs are planted with precious flowers from all over the world, with the mountain road winding up, the more precious and scarce.

The appearance of Xu Longxiang at the foot of the mountain just now seems to be just a small episode.

Walking to the mountainside, Yu Youwei and the Murong siblings couldn't help but be a little out of breath, especially Murong Wuzhu.

This stunning beauty who was carefully raised by the Murong family is the hope of the entire family, because the Murong family believes that the Murong Wuzhu, who is growing with age, is enough to be on the Rouge Review Murong Wuzhu can really fly into the Wutong Palace, and the woman has been raised in the deep boudoir for a long time, and her physical strength is inevitably a little expensive, only to see that Murong Wuzhu's cheeks are extremely ruddy, and the white forehead under the felt hat has been stained with beads of sweat.

Lu Ze could see that this sister was just climbing the mountain so far.

"Take a break."

"Just take a closer look at the scenery here."

Lu Ze pointed to the pavilion not far from the mountainside.

And the disciples of Longhu Mountain, who were responsible for leading Lu Ze and his party up the mountain, didn't dare to say anything, this noble boy in front of him was the person who could make the Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain see that they all came out of retreat, how terrifying his identity should be.

Sitting on the stone bench of the pavilion casually, Lu Ze took Wu Meiniang, and Yu Youwei freed her hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead with a woman's handkerchief.

This woman who likes to dance seems to have slacked off a little during this time, Lu Ze looked at Yu Youwei, who was panting a little quickly, and chuckled: "You seem to have not danced for a long time."

The latter smiled at this time, and his tone was a little excited: "Oh? Why don't you find a time?"

Lu Ze found that Yu Youwei's gaze inadvertently glanced at Murong Wuzhu, who took off his felt hat not far away, and then he knew what she meant in her heart, Lu Ze smiled, and the mountain stream wind blew his robe, as if he was welcoming Lu Ze who had just entered Longhu Mountain.

"Yes."

"Allow you to wear a tulle."

Yu Youwei lowered her head and stopped answering.

Emperor Murong Tong, who was not far away, slowly got up and sat on the stone bench closer to Lu Ze, and just wanted to speak, only to hear Lu Ze's surging words: "Sit farther away, why are you a man so close to me?" Let your sister sit down."

Emperor Murong Tong just smiled and quickly got up.

Then, I don't know what the sister and brother said on the side, the beautiful woman with a slightly moist forehead and a face like a hibiscus out of water really sat down, but her head was very low, and her voice was even smaller: "Thank you for the grace of Gongzi for saving his life, and thank Gongzi for taking us along the way."

Lu Zele nodded and replied, "You're welcome."

The attitude is like two people compared to the treatment of that Murong Tong Emperor.

After a long time, Murong Wuzhu finally raised his head bravely, looked at Lu Ze's handsome face and stopped talking, although what his brother said to her was very reasonable, but this Murong family girl couldn't open her mouth, Lu Ze looked at her, and even tears were rolling in her eyes.

He couldn't help but sigh.

"You can follow us for the time being."

He glanced at Emperor Murong Tong, who was already on his cheeks not far away, and then said, "As for your younger brother, forget it, you can't give someone Huishan a little face, just right, let him accompany the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family."

Lu Ze's voice was not small, and Emperor Murong Tong's face was like ashes.

Yu Youwei got up and came to Murong Wuzhu, whose eyes were full of tears, glanced at Lu Ze with a little complaint, and then softly opened her mouth to comfort this poor woman with a weak temperament like the leaves of an autumn sunset.

There are so many poor people in the world.

What's more, it's such a beautiful woman?

Seeing this, Lu Ze muttered to himself: "Girl... It's okay."

Yu Youwei understands in seconds.

Murong Wuzhu stopped sobbing, she was very puzzled.

.......

The undercurrent on the big hill of Guniu is surging.

The news of Yuan Tingshan's serious injury and dying has spread throughout Huishan.

For this mad dog, the mountain people except for Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't care, what people really cared about was the whereabouts of the Murong family's pair of lotus flowers, everyone knew that this sister and brother were the existence that the old ancestor of the back mountain regarded as forbidden.

Gossip on the mountain, strange news flying around.

At this time, Xuanyuan Qingfeng had already led people to the foot of Longhu Mountain, and beside him was Song Kaili, the son of the Song family who behaved and talked extraordinarily, as well as several retainers from the Changfang of Huishan, all of whom were Xuanyuan Qingfeng's henchmen.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's vein was originally the main sect of the Xuanyuan family, the house of the family.

It's just that her father has only known how to read and is useless sour Confucian over the years, no matter how the ancestors in the family cultivate, Xuanyuan Jingcheng is a look that can't be supported, until now, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's two uncles have risen to the momentum, and the people of these two families are rampant on Huishan, and even out of the rivers and lakes are in awe of everyone.

"You dad don't think about me."

"But I have to think about myself, for my mother's sake."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng muttered to himself, with a bit of disdain and hidden mockery on his face.

The person she hates to see the most is the submissive father, if this kind of behavior is in the ordinary scholar clan, he can barely have a reputation for self-denial, but for the Xuanyuan family, who was born in a martial arts family, Xuanyuan Jingcheng is the most despised behavior, in this Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Qingfeng understands how weak and deadly his father's performance is.

That's why when Yuan Tingshan went up the mountain, she took this poorly born swordsman into the consideration criteria.

It's just that this guy, who was called "wolf ambition" by his ancestors, doesn't seem to have a good life.

"It's time for us to go."

Song Kaili's voice pulled Xuanyuan Qingfeng's thoughts back to reality, this sister-in-law from the Song family of the Qing Dynasty met her by chance, and the latter did not mind Xuanyuan Qingfeng taking advantage of the Song family's demonstration inside Huishan.

Jianghu guests are most afraid of the court.

Since Liyang destroyed the eight countries to set the world, with the general trend directly turned the entire rivers and lakes upside down, the so-called chivalrous under the horse's hooves and blades must surrender, all the rivers and lakes in the nineteen states of Liyang must prepare a roster in the yamen of the state capitals, and even have to be ordered once in March, Zhao Gou in the rivers and lakes during the most fierce resistance, I don't know how much secret power was used, and the rivers and lakes of the world that were killed were no longer rivers and lakes.

Nowadays, it is rare to see a chivalrous sect who dares to oppose the government on the rivers and lakes.

It is no wonder that on the official road of Qianzhou, the old sword god Li Chungang would say that there is no meaning in the rivers and lakes today.

At the foot of the mountain, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who took a deep breath, adjusted his mood and planned to worship the mountain.

The relationship between Huishan and Longhu Mountain is not bad, and the Xuanyuan family, who is proud of their power in Jianzhou, has not forgotten to have a good relationship with the Daomen Holy Land next to them, and they have given enough face to Longhu Mountain openly and secretly, and there is no shortage of distinguished guests of the Xuanyuan family who have come to Longhu Mountain to worship guests.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Your Highness?"

This slightly unfamiliar word shocked Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

With the Liyang Dynasty winning the Spring and Autumn War, unified all the land, most of the so-called royal family of the old country has been reduced to a prisoner, and those noble concubines and princesses in the past have also become the playthings of the big people.

Thinking of the recent major event in Qianzhou in the northwest, there seems to be a figure of His Royal Highness.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng knew that her guess was already eight or nine.

"What a big river cross..."

......

After Lu Ze went up the mountain, he met Zhao Danxia, the contemporary head of Longhu Mountain.

The middle-aged Taoist face is ordinary, he is dressed in the most common blue placket robe, the meaning of the law of the sky, the Taoist priest often wears green, the five elements of the oriental wood is cyan, the qi of the green yang symbolizes the strong vitality, Taoism respects cyan.

Lu Ze chatted with the master of the sect about a cup of tea, which was able to make the dignified Longhu Mountain close the mountain to entertain guests, and even the master himself went out to receive guests, this is already the etiquette for treating the distinguished guests of the mountain gate, and Lu Ze naturally responded respectfully.

"It's a great blessing to have you in the Liyang Zhao family."

Lu Ze smiled, and accepted the praise of the master of the sect without modesty.

On the bluestone square below, Yu Youwei looked at the man who was side by side with the Heavenly Master in front of Yuqingguan not far away, and the woman's expression was in a trance.

The big white cat Wu Meiniang was lying on the green jade fence yawning, looking at the gorgeous scene of fish jumping in the clear lake not far away, she opened her abyssal mouth a little greedily, stretched out her tongue and licked her sharp claws, as if she wanted to have a full meal in this holy place.

Murong Wuzhu's face was filled with shock.

Along the way, the younger brother described that the son's status as noble was not as amazing as the scene in front of him.

Celestial Master.

In the eyes of many people, he is already an immortal.

"I'm going to find someone."

"Let's go to the courtyard of the side mountain first."

"Who, don't forget what you just said on the mountainside."

Lu Ze quickly came down and said two words to everyone.

Before leaving, he quietly slapped Yu Youwei's round buttocks hard, causing a rebound, only to feel that this feeling is indeed much better than Wu Meiniang, Lu Ze laughed and left, leaving only Yu Youwei who was clenching her teeth in place and lingering.

......

Lu Ze didn't know the specific road, but walked slowly in the back mountain, until he came to the corner, looked at it from afar, and saw a small green water pool, the water was green and green with a faint light, and a middle-aged Taoist priest was fishing with his back to him.

Lu Ze jumped continuously and soon approached.

I saw that the Taoist wearing the Taoist robe of Longhu Mountain had an elegant face, the Taoist robe looked very old, but it was better to be clean, the Taoist priest did not seem to notice Lu Ze's arrival, and he was facing the secluded pool with a focused expression, holding the green bamboo fishing rod in his hand tightly, and there were two bamboo baskets, one large and one small, the big bamboo basket used for fishing was empty, and the small one was filled with a few unknown plump zhuguo.

"Dao Chief."

"Can you give me this fruit?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't turn his head, but a smile appeared on his face: "But."

Lu Ze unceremoniously picked up the small bamboo basket, and wiped out the Zhu Guo in three strokes and five by two, and at this time, in the distant Tai'an City Qin Heavenly Prison, there was a sky-high Purple Emperor's luck on the highest platform in a flash, and he only felt a little richer.

"Dao Chief, I've eaten all your bait."

"I don't know, can you catch a fish here?"

Lu Ze sat cross-legged directly beside the middle-aged Taoist, looking at the faint green pool in front of him, only to feel that it was bottomless.

The Taoist shook his head, "I don't know."

"Daoist, can you lend me this fishing rod?" Lu Ze continued to speak.

And the real person of Longhu Mountain beside him finally turned around, frowned and looked at Lu Ze seriously, and the real ancestor of the Zhao family spoke directly: "Zhao Kai, is your appetite too big? You want that sword in Tan?"

Lu Ze spit out the core that had remained in his mouth for the longest time and nodded.

"When I was in Tai'an City before, I read two more books, Liyang's sword named Tianwen, it is said that it disappeared together with the old ancestor of the Zhao family two hundred years ago, and since then, the Liyang Dynasty has been full of luck, until the Spring and Autumn National War won the championship, reaching the extreme boiling state."

"It is rumored that the ancestor gave up the beauty of the world for the luck of the Zhao family and entered the Dragon and Tiger Mountain to practice."

"That's why I want to try my luck on this Dragon and Tiger Mountain."

"Now it seems that luck is not bad."

A thick smile finally appeared on Zhao Huangchao's face, the true ancestor of the Zhao family did not refute Lu Ze's speculation, he said softly: "Why do you think that the entire Liyang is inseparable from you Zhao Kai? No matter who leaves this world, it is still this world after all. Moreover, the Liyang Zhao family is not only an outstanding heir of you, why do you use your body to bear the sword of luck of the entire Liyang Dynasty?"

Lu Ze shook his head.

"I've never felt like I'm doing too much."

"Just."

"None of them can do it with me."

At this time, although Zhao Huangchao still shook his head, he still chose to hand the fishing rod in his hand to Lu Ze: "Based on your words alone, I won't give you a fishing rod, but you can barely see the end of the vertical and horizontal chessboard on the official road in Qianzhou, so... Why not give you a chance?"

"It's just that this fishing is far from being as simple as you think."

"You have too much luck in you, that sword was eaten by the giant salamander in the deepest part of the pool, and when you see this bait, you will escape in an instant."

Lu Ze took the fishing rod.

The smile is very kind.

"It's just familiar."