Dongfang Weiyang waved out his palms, and his true qi reversed and returned, protecting the two of them, and gradually fell. It is not surprising to see that she is fluttering, but in fact, she has left her strength when she lands, and she can say that she has her own internal strength to protect her body, but Meng Kang only felt that her feet were numb when she landed, and one accidentally fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha, dustless brother, the apprentice you have recently accepted is really ......" This ridicule came from nowhere, deep and rough, Meng Kang listened to this voice, and thought in his heart that the person must be a long-haired man, but he had never raised his head, and there was a mediocre-looking man in front of him, but he was full of elegant and bookish air, similar in age to Meng Kang, but he had an indescribable sense of oldness. Wuchen seemed to have known the man for an old time, and he was not annoyed when he heard this, he only turned around and helped Meng Kang up, and then said: "This is a bad word, the immortal Mo in the painting looks down on this kid, he only learned the seven-star footwork under the old Taoist sect in only half a month, this talent is really rare." ”

In the painting, the two immortals are staring like copper bells, full of disbelief, but they seem to have great trust in the dustless old way, and they have never questioned it.

Meng Kang looked ahead, there were four chapters of the table, and there was a person standing next to him, he was not familiar with the people in front of him, and even the brothers on the Jianghu Road had never mentioned how many there were.

But he and Wuchen are like acquaintances, and he is not good at not giving face, no matter how old the other party is, he will give a salute one by one, and call him a senior. The fairy in the painting nodded as if he was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Well, the young talent, polite, and not a brother." ”

Wuchen didn't answer, only smiled, raised his hand to introduce him, spread his palms forward, and said: "This long-haired brother is one of the four immortals in Luzhong, and his name is the fairy in the painting." ”

Meng Kang hurriedly gave a salute, and the immortal in the painting waved his hand again and again, and said: "Don't, don't think that you please me, I will let you go." ”

Meng Kang just touched his head and smirked, didn't say anything, after a while, Wuchen let him recognize people one by one, Meng Kang heard the words and looked at them one by one from left to right, there were four tables, there were four things on the table, there were four things on the table, there were three men and one woman standing behind the table, each with its own characteristics, except for the scholar, the other three people were expressionless, and they couldn't see a trace of emotional change, like a wooden man.

There are four signs hanging on each of these four mahogany tables, and the names of the four people are written: Ling Bo, Chess Idiot, Dan Qingsheng, and the Immortal in the Painting.

Meng Kang observed one by one, the four of them had their own characteristics, the most attracted Meng Kang's attention was Ling Bo, look at her appearance and Meng Kang's age, but her person exudes a light spirit, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like autumn water, she wears a blue tulle skirt, like a fairy in the sky, holding Yaoqin in her arms and wiping it carefully.

She exudes a light spirit, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like autumn water, and she wears a blue tulle dress, like a fairy in the sky, but she doesn't say a word for some reason.

Meng Kang saw her and said in his heart: "It's really like Narcissus has cultivated into a human form, beautiful...... What a beautiful ......."

Seeing that his eyes were dull and he kept swallowing saliva in his mouth, Wuchen felt ashamed and hurriedly patted Meng Kang's shoulder, coughed lightly, and said, "Kang'er, are you still not saluting?"

Meng Kang reacted back at this time, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and respectfully gave a salute, Meng Kang was the most happy to see her, this gift was more serious than the salute to the fairy in the painting.

Ling Bo didn't say a word, his eyes didn't leave Yaoqin, and he didn't know when the slightest bit of dust fell, and he was busy holding his sleeve and gently wiping it away.

Meng Kang couldn't help but raise her hand to wipe her sweat, her face was a little embarrassed, but she didn't notice it at all, and after a moment of wiping off the dust on the string, she raised her head and glanced at Meng Kang, without smiling, and said righteously: "Be careful later, if you break it, use your tendons to make strings." ”

Meng Kang didn't even dare to say it, but he was very helpless in his heart: "Such a beauty also shouts and kills......" Although he only smirked on his face, in fact, he hated being threatened with life and death the most in his life, and his good impression of her was gone, and he even had some hostility.

Hearing this, Wuchen sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "After so many years, Sister Lingbo still loves the piano so much. Ling Bo didn't say a word again, carefully observing the yaoqin in his hand, and didn't even say a word.

Ling Bo snorted coldly, ignoring the left and right, only gently wiping the yaoqin in his hand. Meng Kang didn't bother to look at her much, he only looked to the side again, but seeing that he was fifty or sixty years old, dressed in brocade clothes, golden crowns and jade bags, holding two chess pieces in his hands, with cold eyes and cold faces, he glanced at Meng Kang and smiled slightly, looking more ugly than crying, and his voice was also cold, but he could sense that he was good: "Little brother, I am a chess idiot, you and I play a game today, if you win me, I will give you a set of good chess pieces." ”

This person speaks very well, and it is not like Ling Bo to put on a shelf with his predecessors, and threaten him, Meng Kang has a very good impression of his people, he arched his hands and clasped his fists, and said humbly: "The predecessors are rare in the world, how dare the kid dare to win, and if he doesn't lose too badly under the hands of his seniors, the kid will be considered lucky." ”

The chess idiot stroked his palms and laughed, and praised: "It's really a bit of everyone's demeanor." Meng Kang echoed again and again, and then looked at the third table, this one was very familiar, that is, he fell a dog and ate, and he laughed at his painting fairy on the side.

In the painting, the fairy touched his chin, opened the folding fan in his hand, put it next to his face and fanned it gently, and said with a smile: "Hehe, thief boy, your eyes are very poisonous, I wonder if you can draw a beautiful mountain scene?"

When Meng Kang heard this, he said with a smile: "The predecessors' painting skills can be seen only by the folding fan in their hands, and the assassination between the mountains and rivers is full of energy, and the place where the pen is put down is vigorous, and the things painted by the kid can only be Bojun smiled, and the great works painted by the predecessors are really difficult to compare, and the predecessors don't want to ridicule the boy." ”

In the painting, the fairy is the most popular to use whiskers to pat the horse, the kid in front of him is very appetizing to himself, so he intends to point out a few moves, but he saw a few brothers and sisters standing next to him, and it is the Changchun Valley that is open and accepts apprentices, so he will not sweep other people's Yaxing, and immediately stop laughing.

The last table is Dan Qingsheng, whose name sounds elegant, but he is covered with sludge, sloppy, and has nothing to do with Danqing Zhiya, Meng Kang can smell a smell when he stands far away, but he is embarrassed to cover his mouth and nose, forcibly endure his nausea, and say: "Senior, in Xia Meng Kang, vomit!" One couldn't help but almost vomited!

Dan Qingsheng didn't care, he only took out the wine jug from his waist and took a sip, laughed, and said: "You kid is very interesting, even when the old boy Wuchen met me for the first time, he couldn't help the strange smell on my body, but you can still speak, interesting, interesting!"

Wuchen saw him salute one by one, so he nodded and said, "Phoenix, you can come up with the question." ”

Dongfang Weiyang agreed, took out a piece of straw paper from his arms, and read aloud: "The four immortals in Luzhong have their own titles, play a song of Wujiang Yin, if you are satisfied, you will pass, a game, if you can draw, you will pass, a painting and calligraphy, you will know how good it is, if you are satisfied, it will be considered passed!"

Meng Kang patted his chest when he heard this, and laughed: "What's so difficult about this!"

When the four immortals heard this, they said in unison: "An dare to make a big noise!"