Lou Xiaolou can't write, and there is no brother who can write in the mountains, or Qingmei has two brushes, and with a stroke of the pen, he writes the three big characters of "Iron Sword Gate".

The mountain gate was erected, but there were many ordinary martial arts of the brotherhood in the mountain, but none of them practiced swords. Lou Xiaolou spent another money to let the blacksmith in the town make a hundred iron swords, which was beaten by Na Ah Qiang, and the work was good.

At night, Lou Xiaolou hugged Qingmei in the quilt and said: "Mei'er, you said that we can also start a sect, we have to accept some disciples, where do you get the money without disciples!"

Qingmei shook off Lou Xiaolou's big hand, and said angrily: "Look at those people, they don't look like good people one by one, which one of you dares to accept disciples!"

"Hey, anyway, with these brothers, we will have food. I said, Mei'er, your cultivation talent is good, I can feel a surging true qi surging in your belly when I touch my lower abdomen!"

Qingmei said proudly: "In this bandit's den, can I do it if I don't practice quickly, haven't you seen those stinky men, always staring at people's chests!"

Lou Xiaolou laughed proudly: "No way, who called you born beautiful." However, I really want to know, why do you say that you are so white, big, so beautiful, so long legs, and so thin waist, oops, Mei'er, I ......"

One night was amorous, and on the second day, Lou Xiaolou got up early to practice swords. He flew down, and the dozens of flaunting big men were stunned one by one.

"Boss, you can't be an immortal!"

Lou Xiaolou deliberately did this, and as soon as he slapped the long sword on his back, the long sword shot at a boulder, and with a loud "boom", the boulder was shattered into powder.

"I said brothers, what do you think of my kung fu!"

"Boss, then it goes without saying, it's awesome!"

"Brothers, no!"

"Boss, awesome!"

"Do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn!"

"Well, from today on, I am the head of this iron sword gate, and you are my disciples, if you are willing, you will stay and kowtow to the master, I will teach you the way to become immortals, if you don't want to take the gold and leave, you can go to another mountain!"

Lou Xiaolou is generous, and hundreds of gold ingots rolled down in front of everyone's eyes with a flick of his hand. Those big men, all of them were outlaws who saw the money, but at this moment, everyone knelt down.

"Master, please bow to the apprentice. ”

Lou Xiaolou laughed and said: "Since this is the case, then from today onwards, I will officially teach you the method of becoming an immortal, the first chapter of the Xuanyin True Scripture!"

When the recipe was passed down, more than 50 people sat cross-legged in the sun and began to condense. For three days in a row, not even a single condensation succeeded.

Some people began to suspect that the trick was fake, but they did not dare to say it. Until the night of the full moon, someone suddenly bounced up in the cross-seat.

"Big boss, I've succeeded in fucking condensing, I feel a gentle air flow spinning around my lower abdomen!"

Lou Xiaolou patted him on the shoulder and said, "Fuck, what are you shouting, call the master!"

"Master!" the man in his thirties laughed like a fool after calling the master.

Next, there are people who continue to succeed in condensing, but there are still more than a dozen people who have never been able to condense. Lou Xiaolou had to take out the gold ingot and said: "Brothers, you can't cultivate immortals if you don't have a good physique, or you take the gold for a mountain to trade, if you are in trouble in the future, you come to the Iron Sword Gate to find me, no matter what happens, as long as it is not a matter of losing your conscience, I will never shirk!"

Those dozen or so people can only take the gold and leave, cultivating immortals, who doesn't want to, this is a matter of glory and ancestor.

"Big head, come on, our Iron Sword Gate's mastery can't fall into the hands of others, in case a certain genius learns to come back to deal with us, then we won't be able to live forever!"

The big head understood, and with a wave of his hand, he led the two out of the Iron Sword Gate.

In the cave mansion, Qingmei snorted coldly: "Look, this is you man, yesterday you were like a father and a son, why are you going to cut off someone's head today." ”

Lou Xiaolou said helplessly: "What can I do, they can't cultivate, in case the condensation of the Xuanyin True Scripture is revealed from them, how can the Xuanyin Sect let us go." How Wushan was destroyed, how my mother died, is because my uncle is so fucking high-profile!"

Qingmei didn't say anything, she practiced very quickly, and she had condensed her qi for a few months. Lou Xiaolou leaned over with a wicked smile and put his hand into the cyan dress.

"Husband, how can you be like this every day!"

"Lady, who made you look so beautiful, can you blame me!"

......

The big head brought back a bunch of heads, Lou Xiaolou wiped his tears, and said: "Big head, I can't help it, do you know that the Xuanyin True Scripture we practiced was stolen from the sect of others, if you let that sect know, none of us can live, so we can only wronged a few of them, this is a gold ingot, when I was alive, I was desperate for these things, and when I died, we put them in a coffin, and it was a thick burial!"

At this point, Lou Xiaolou began to act as the head of the Iron Sword Gate in the vicinity, what kind of dart game, restaurant, brothel, he had to mix and mix.

On this day, the big boss of the Salt Gang came and brought a young man with a sword on his back.

"Master Lou, this is the chief disciple of the Giant Sword Sect, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he wants to fight you!"

"Hehe, the three condensation qi also want to fight with me, you are the master of Yanda, and I am the one who eats dry rice in the Iron Sword Gate!"

"Big Head ......"

"Here, master, I'm coming!"

The big head came with an iron sword, and the sword flew, and the faces of the salt gang were pale. As soon as the young man with the sword on his back saw the big head, he saw a cold sweat on his forehead, and his hand pulling out the sword trembled a little.

Lou Xiaolou sneered at this time: "Is it to learn from each other, or to divide life and death!"

The young man hurriedly said: "Master Lou, I just want to learn from each other!"

"Okay, big head, don't hurt anyone!"

"Yes, master!"

The big head held an iron sword and made a powerful move. The young man with the sword on his back drew his sword and stabbed, the sword was good, and the big head liked it very much when he saw the cold light.

The man who licks the blood with the knife head, although his cultivation is not high, he has rich experience in fighting for his life, and he is also bold, and he often makes dangerous moves.

"Smack!"

Accidentally, the iron sword slapped the young man on the back, and the young man who hit him fell and ate.

Lou Xiaolou kicked with his foot, and the long sword in the young man's hand fell into the big head's hand.

"Na, this is the head of the Yanda family, if the young master is not happy, let them come, and I will follow the Iron Sword Gate. However, you will never leave any chickens and dogs in the Salt Gang!"

In a word, the big boss of the Salt Gang was so frightened that he immediately knelt and kowtowed.

"The head of the building, the head of the building, I don't know how to lift, I don't know Taishan, you let me go, I'll send someone to send dividends, my salt gang is thirty percent of the dividends a year are from your iron sword gate!"

Lou Xiaolou is seeking money, but he doesn't want to kill people.

"Haha, hurry up and get up in charge of the salt family, it will be a family in the future, this is the iron sword for you to put away, even if you have something to do in the future, even if you have an order to find me, you will take the dividends of the salt gang, and naturally you have to carry things for the salt gang. ”

The salt master is gone, and he is so helpless.

The big head cola was broken, not to mention getting a sword, but also getting the name of the senior brother of the Iron Sword Gate.

The thirty percent dividend of the Salt Gang a year made Qingmei finally show a long-lost smile, it was tens of thousands of taels of gold, when had she ever seen so much gold.

"Xiaolou, I want to go back to my parents' house!"

"Return, let's go back immediately, what do you say to buy, I'll send someone to buy it immediately!"

Qingmei grabbed a few ingots of gold, shook it and said: "Husband, this is the best gift, what else to buy, how can gold be valuable!"

The lady of the head of the family, Qingmei, wanted to go back to her parents' house, and all the people from the Iron Sword Gate would follow behind, and there were more than 20 people, and the pomp and circumstance scared the villagers of Loujia Village a lot.

Especially Qingmei's parents, who were so scared that they almost collapsed there. When they saw the person who had come, the second elder stood up trembling again.

"Oh my God, Mei'er's father, that's Mei'er, why can Mei'er fly!"

The old man said: "Needless to say, it wasn't the little bastard who did it!"

"Old man, how do you speak, how do you do, you teach!"

"yes, yes, I'm a fool!"