Chapter Fifty-Six: The Gentleman of the Heavenly Book Pavilion
Of course, there are many masters in this world, and it will not be just these people who can block the sword of that peerless master, but in the world, these are the ones who can have the heart and ability.
The storyteller drank a sip of hot water as he spoke, eased the sadness in his throat, and suddenly gave his hand: "There are countless masters on Qingyun Mountain, not to mention that the red sword Lu Weisheng of Qingyun Mountain more than ten years ago, it is Ning Luochuan, the second disciple of the main seat of the Lu Gate, looking at the young ordinary people who are more than ten years old, but the way of the sword has already been completed, and he usually looks cold, he has always been a loner on Qingyun Mountain, just ten days ago, the news was passed down, and someone saw it in East Lake. ”
Jiangnan is different from the northerners, and likes to rank the masters, but Jiangnan is flashy and despised by the northerners. Even in the rivers and lakes, there will be a lot of differences between the north and the south, the northerners pay attention to the rules, and the southern extravagant atmosphere, the beauties and handsome men in the south of the Yangtze River are even more famous, some chivalrous men in the south of the Yangtze River are dressed very handsomely, often make people suspect that these so-called Jiangnan scholars, when they go to the rivers and lakes, they will splash blood on their bodies when they kill people.
Many people began to talk to each other, and the descent of Ningluochuan from the mountain may be related to the changes in Bianjing City.
Ji Xiang shook the wine glass, a pot of wine and ate his stomach, the taste of the wine and food was excellent, they were all ordinary dishes, but different people made things, he was different, most of the chefs in Hangzhou City had skills, and some shopkeepers would be polite when they saw these cooks.
Lu Qingxue and Nan Huaijin also eaten, and the upper room was also prepared, and after preparing it, the three of them got up to go to the Qixian Tower, but before they went out, they were stopped.
It was the storyteller who finished telling the story on the stage, stepped forward and saluted the three people: "Little old man Huang Wenzhu, just the storyteller of Tianshu Pavilion, the three people I want to find, I already know where they are, and I have been waiting here for three days." ”
Ji Xiang frowned, looked around, a singer came on the stage and sang a high song, many guests applauded, and for a while, no one looked here.
Lu Qingxue looked at the old man who claimed to be the storyteller of Tianshu Pavilion: "Tianshu Pavilion?"
Legend of the rivers and lakes, Tianshu Pavilion knows the secrets of the world, the palace is inside, and the rumors of the rivers and lakes all have his eyeliner.
If you want to inquire about a person, the truth of a thing, it is safest to find Tianshu Pavilion to do things.
The masters in the Tianshu Pavilion are like clouds, some are hidden in the folk, and some are in the Tianshu Pavilion, as a response, and there are indeed a lot of them in the Tianshu Pavilion, the name is the storyteller, they do the storyteller's business in some restaurants and teahouses, once there is a task, they will put down the business in their hands and do the task in the pavilion.
"About a Taoist priest surnamed Wei. The old man said, he smiled with his eyebrows, and he didn't make any superfluous movements, just stretched out his hand: "The master in the pavilion has found Wei Zhengjue's whereabouts, and he invited the three of them to come with me." ”
Obviously, someone in Qingyun Mountain went to Tianshu Pavilion and asked them to help Nan Huaijin and the three of them, and Tianshu Pavilion just learned that the three of them went to find out the news of the thief, so they found out who they were looking for and what they were looking for.
In the south of the Yangtze River, Tianshu Pavilion has summoned countless masters, but after a day's effort, he found out the Wei Daoist who was not disguised, and if you casually inquire about the restaurant, you can know where this person is.
There is no impurity in the wine in the fairy building, it is very clear, and it is also sweet in the stomach, and the clear and sweet wine in the entrance is naturally made of good grain, and five taels of wine is one or two silver, which also makes Li Wei'an taken aback.
"Enough is enough, don't pour it for him, this gourd is full. ”
Xiao Er's eyes narrowed, the last drop of wine fell into the gourd, not a drop fell outside the gourd, put down the wine jug, spread out his hand and said: "Six pots of wine, two taels of silver." ”
The corners of Li Wei'an's mouth twitched, he was about to touch the money bag in his arms, but he only took out a dozen copper coins, and there was not even every small gold ingot left in it, not even silver coins.
"Yo! Someone actually wants to eat the overlord meal in the Qixian Building? Let me tell you, since I came to the Qixian Building to be a junior, you are still the first!" Xiao Er saw that there were only a dozen copper coins in the money bag, and couldn't help but say, although the voice was not loud, but the guests around the two weeks also heard it and looked over.
There are people in Qixian Lou who want to eat the overlord meal, look at the wine and food on that table, the old Taoist priest is still drunk on the table and fell asleep, this is at least five taels of silver for wine and food, more than ten Wen is definitely not enough, Li Wei'an panicked and said: "It's just a little wine and food money, in this way, I have something on me that is still worth a little money, or I don't press it here......"
He took out a jade pendant from his arms, Xiao Er looked at it twice, felt that the thing was a good thing, ran to the little shopkeeper, and gave the little shopkeeper a palm, the thing is indeed a good thing, the carving on the jade is exquisite, and every inch of the Pisces on the top is depicted vividly.
"It's like jade from the west, it's a good thing. "The little shopkeeper touched it in his hand, the jade was warm and moist, and he was reluctant to throw it away," so let this handsome little Langjun put down the account on credit, and allowed him to exchange the money for this wine and food within three days, and exchange it for jade here. ”
Xiao Er nodded and said to Li Wei'an, Li Wei'an carried the old Taoist priest out, he had a lot of strength, and the old Taoist priest didn't feel heavy on his back, but Wei Zhengjue's drunken body made Li Wei'an feel very uncomfortable.
Li Zhongting defeated more than a dozen people in a row on the martial arts altar in Hangzhou City, and there were 100 taels of silver on the table alone, and another one was knocked down by him.
There is only such a round altar outside the fairy building, only the altar owner retreats, will replace someone to guard the altar, and as long as this person keeps two hours, you can take away all the money pressed on the altar table, and there will be someone under the altar outside the week to engrave the person's name, only once a year can be written, the rules are very strict, there is a small shopkeeper of the fairy building for people to look at.
Jiangnan can't enter the master in the temple, will come to this round altar to deposit money, and there are many people who want to engrave words under the altar.
"Li Zhongting, won nineteen games......"
"It's really amazing, I don't know which family's son, he is young, such a halberd is in the air, sweeping the momentum, and I don't know how long ordinary people have to practice. ”
"I've already condensed my true qi and practiced, and when he attacked just now, I was dazzled for a while. ”
"Maybe it's a master of soldiers, what kind of character will use a halberd as a weapon to walk the rivers and lakes?"
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The people around were also discussing, they were not first-class masters, but small people walking the rivers and lakes, and they were all wondering whether this Li Zhongting would go to the Immortal Tower to compete in martial arts.
Martial arts competition, once a year, every year will come to countless masters, no matter the realm, no matter the martial arts, but no poison hidden weapons, age will also set the rules, only talk about age and whether it has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time.
Li Zhongting has never really made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, and he is only in his early twenties, and he is the younger generation, so he can go to the Qixian Mansion to find some real masters to compete.
Nineteen people were defeated in a row, even if these people's martial arts were not high, it made him sweat a little, and the servant brought a water bag, and he drank a few sips and gasped.
Li Wei'an came over with the old Taoist priest on his back and left the person on the ox cart, the old Taoist priest slept deeply, and grabbed Li Wei'an's hand and stuffed it into his robe, muttering: "This chicken is good, it is more fragrant than the chicken in Brother Lu'er's house." ”
Li Wei'an rolled his eyes, ignored him, and simply pulled his hand out, this old Taoist who had nothing to do all day long, and was confused, he couldn't understand why his father was respectful to such an old Taoist priest all day long, even if it was really as the thief said, in this Hangzhou City's Qixian Building, the old Taoist priest had written his name twice, and after such a long time, this old Taoist priest should no longer have that kind of martial arts, right?
If you look at his slumped back, it's hard to draw his sword.
Maybe he is really sick, and he looks more than ten years older than his peers, but even if he looks at it like this, he can't really draw a sword and kill people.
However, Li Zhongting has always been very polite to Daoist Wei, he is from the west, as if he has seen the old Taoist priest's past look, and when he speaks, he often mentions the past and the past, which will also make the old Taoist's eyes flash, and he seems to be recalling.
Tomorrow is going to be a martial arts competition, many first-class young masters in Jiangnan have arrived, and in the distance there is a very personable gentleman standing, holding a silver sheath sword in his hand, and his eyes are calm.
The old man walked in front, until he reached the Chen Bridge, and led Ji Xiang and the three people behind him over, and when he came to the front, he gave the young man his hand and said, "Scholar gentleman, the three disciples of the inner gate of Ling Tianmen have already been brought." ”
The young man nodded, turned his head and looked, Ji Xiang also looked at each other, as if waiting for him to speak.
"All right, all this money is yours. The scholar said, there was a basket on the ground, the old storyteller picked up the basket, lifted the cloth on a corner, and it was full of silver ingots, at least two hundred taels, this basket needs to be held by the old man's hands, very heavy.
"Thank you, gentleman, that kid will retire. ”
The storyteller said, with joy on his face, and bowed his waist and retreated, as for Nan Huaijin, Ji Xiang and Lu Qingxue, they stood in place and looked at the scholar.
"Shi Sheren, a scholar gentleman, has seen three. The scholar gave the three of them his hand, and the three of them returned the salute with him.
Ji Xiang had a purpose, and said directly: "Presumably, Brother Shi also knows the purpose of the three of us coming to Jiangnan this time, and the location of Daoist Wei is also bothering Brother Shi to lead the way." ”
"Naturally, Tianshu Pavilion has always known the rules, three, follow me. Shi Sheren said, turned around and left, and the three of them followed.
Tianshu Pavilion is secretive and unpredictable, if you want them to help, you have to come up with something that makes them feel fair, most of them will not ask for money, Qingyun Mountain has a special status, but it can treat Tianshu Pavilion very politely, only this generation of Ling Tianmen Sect Master, did not become a generation of grandmasters, just came down the mountain to find trouble in Tianshu Pavilion, the four Tianshu Pavilion Pavilion masters were defeated, and in the end, it was the older generation of Tianshu Pavilion Masters who made a move, and it didn't make things too embarrassing.
It's just that there is no impermeable wall in the world, Tianshu Pavilion is in charge of all the secrets in the world, after all, someone said it, and the rivers and lakes are also boasting about how high Lu Weisheng's martial arts are.
However, later Tianshu Pavilion felt how lucky he was, and it didn't take long for it to be rumored that Lu Weisheng went to the Demon Sect alone, and fought hundreds of rounds with the Demon Sect Master, and finally the Demon Sect Master disappeared without a trace, and was easily eradicated by the later Righteous Dao Sects.
In this way, Tianshu Pavilion is indeed lucky.
Bypass a few streets and alleys, you can see that the towering is the Qixian Building, from a distance, you can see that there are many people standing outside the Qixian Building to look at a round altar, there are two people competing on the round altar, a burst of sparks splashed, and suddenly applause.