The world is wide open, take the chess pieces in the north of the eight directions, one of the chess pieces falls on the Yujiang River, and the Yujiang River, there is a mountain in the town.

There was an attic on that hill called the Meteor Pavilion.

The Meteorite Pavilion has been established for more than 10,000 years, but the place where the luck is entrenched is only a low small mountain range, it is not high, it is not possible to see the majesty of the world, and there is no "meteorite" spirit, but it is unfair to say that it is short, the cliff is dangerous, the clouds, fog, frost and snow all the year round, overlooking the foot of the mountain, has a unique charm.

Originally, the fortune of the Meteorite Pavilion occupied the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, and occupied the beauty of Zhong Tiandi, and I don't know when it started, here began to be lively, extending in all directions, every day and every night of vitality, the lights were red and green, and a lively market was formed at the foot of the mountain range, restaurants, inns, the chivalrous spirit of the rivers and lakes and the youthful spirit were mixed up here, and slowly the arrogant attic on the mountain also began to shine its own light like a star, until the name "forty-seven".

The history of this Star Pavilion is relatively long, and the years and tribulations experienced in it, even the historians of the Meteorite Pavilion themselves can't understand the shining points in it, as if they can say anything, and it seems that nothing is worth mentioning.

And the occurrence of such a situation is the reason for the development of this star pavilion is too stable, from the historical point of view there seems to be no fluctuations, generation after generation of pavilion owners work hard, little by little upwards, until the water comes to fruition, what is said to be glorious, but compared with the past of the rest of the big forces, I always feel a little less taste, reading can't help but feel "stingy" and "cramped" , not worth mentioning, it seems a little absurd, so that all the major events in the world, all the turbulent years of heroes, there is nothing to do in the star attic on this low mountain, it has to be, not in a hurry, the years have precipitated, standing alone on the unattainable southern region "forty-seven".

So that now when people mention the Meteorite Pavilion, in addition to being closer to be able to tell some deeds, the forces in the world no longer pay attention to this, the things that the disciples do are not as good as "Liuyun" and "Tengwang Pavilion", not as good as the love and hatred of the Three Kingdoms of Middle Earth, not as good as the ethereal fairy trail of "Changjinglou" and "Heaven and Earth", not as vivid and interesting as "Pingjiang Mountain" and "Hengyang", not as good as "Law Enforcement Palace" and "Crossing the River" fantasy and treacherous, not as good as many of them, as if in "Forty-seven" It seems to have no sense of existence, and in addition to the name of the "Meteorite Pavilion" hanging high, it can also be said about the "downtown" three times.

The "bustling market" refers to the three large-scale upheavals that have occurred since the bazaar at the foot of the mountain range was founded, and because the process of these three upheavals was as dramatic as the beginning and the end, it was rumored that there were three major plays, and in some places there were even stage plays.

The three scenes are counted from the beginning to the back, and the dates are the fifth year of Ganlu, the first year of the Heavenly Prison, and the last fourth year of Wanli.

Among them, the first scene of the play is called "Brocade clothes swaggering through the city", the second scene is called "Walking Horses and Watching the Princes of the Drama", and the last and most recent one is called "The Sword of Punishment Can Break the Sword Mountain", the young man in the play is from Guan Mountain, and the young man is full of spirit and robe Xiaoxiang.

According to legend, the name of Ji Xiaoxiang, the Taoist son of the Shenshui Palace, has a close connection with it.

Because of the age, although the first two scenes are wonderful, the degree of singing is far less than this third act, after all, the torture sword is still there, the torture sword mountain is still there, although the old man is no longer there, but the friends of the old man are all over the world, according to legend, there has been a white-clothed young man who took the torture sword and went to the east, just waiting for a sword to break the torture sword mountain.

However, such a big thing still needs to be put aside, and it will take time for the news to arrive, and what the people in the market are most looking forward to now is not the result of the Torture Sword Mountain, but the seven white horses that sailed from the south at noon.

They are from Zhongying.

There will be a scene about today.

It's just that I don't know if that level is considered a "downtown".

Tsing Yi ascended the stairs, the frightened bird bell echoed, the young man in the long coat sighed, leaning on the stake with his eyes worried, the young man in the green crown was drinking cups next to the teahouse, the water vapor was filled, and the figure of the young man in the yellow robe looked a little haggard at this time in the hazy mist.

That appearance was somewhat similar to the green-robed boy in the carriage.

is so decadent that he is weak, so he almost swallows life and feathers away.

Retracting his gaze, the green-robed young man was silently in a daze, he woke up, and he didn't know when he woke up, he looked around, and he could only know that it was the eleventh day of the first lunar month.

The red lantern was red and the cloth was red, and the young man was pale and thin.

He didn't know what he was up to here, he stretched out his index finger and curled the ends of his curls, he didn't know what else was in his jar, and he didn't know what they were trading around him.

Should they go down angrily and ask themselves what they did to themselves while they were lying in the mud?

Should I go away in anger? But where can I go?

Should I ask myself the backlog of questions in my heart? I have been in this outer world for almost half a year, but my understanding of this world has made no progress, and I am as confused as I am.

It's annoying......

The green-robed young man sighed silently, just sat on the carriage, looked at the seven white horses in front of him, listened to the words and conversations of the merchants around him, and sighed.

The area was dedicated to the charcuterie trade, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of heat, and the most frequent word he heard in his ears was nowhere to be seen.

I heard that he is still the prince of Xiyao?

The young man weighed the silver taels in his pocket, got out of the carriage according to the smell, and looked around.

He was hungry. He wanted to taste it.

The green-robed young man had a ruddy face and looked a little shy.

Walking on the avenue of the bazaar, feeling the unique lively and non-noisy atmosphere at the foot of the Meteorite Pavilion, the young man's face was curious, this feeling made him extremely comfortable, like a fish in water, like a mortise and tenon joint, full of it, no more than no less, suitable.

It's a feeling of fulfillment.

Thinking of the word consummation, the green-robed young man's face turned gloomy and his mood was low.

He remembered the pair of eyes in the sea of knowledge, and he remembered what happened to him now.

Complete. It's a hard word to make yourself happy.

All the way east, Xuan Chan casually looked at the night, accepting the news from all directions.

The most famous woman in this Meteorite Pavilion is naturally the eldest lady Qiushang, but the most famous person in this bazaar is not the Oiran and the top brand of the Red Makeup Pavilion, but the proprietress opposite the tavern.

Standing under the red flag of the exhibition, the young man looked sideways, and in the smoke and fire, a beautiful woman tied her hair and clothes, she smiled generously, and there was no taboo in talking back and forth, hearty and handsome, full of heroic spirit.

This is Xuan Niang.

The most beloved woman by men in the downtown area of Meteorite Pavilion.

The green-robed young man was slightly cramped, as if he felt that he had used the wrong word, but when he stood here and looked at the stall, the first adjective that came to his mind was love.

It was an amazing feeling.

She is not necessarily charming and moving, but with a bright sharpness, she may not be outstanding, but that smile has the magic given by the years, and she can't take her eyes off. She was clean and innocent, and for some reason, he would feel that she was holy, and the words and deeds of the diners would be carried out with respect and awe, and in such a situation, it was difficult for him to find a word to match it except for the word "love".

The young man thought to himself, but his footsteps were attracted by the smell of fried noodles, for a long time, he noticed the impatient expressions of the diners around him, Xuan Chan touched his head embarrassedly, and looked a little uneasy and embarrassed, seeing his appearance, the woman in civilian clothes opposite smiled indifferently, squatted down slightly and said softly, "But hungry?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......" The green-robed young man came back to his senses, took out the silver two rings and said, "Hot, hot, hot!"

"Okay, just wait, I'll bring it to you. Xuan Niang's voice was raised, and then she calmed down, only hearing enthusiasm and care, not harsh. The green-robed young man nodded, lowered his head and went to the back to find a place, the woman in casual clothes was extremely good-looking in the vapor.

Xuan Chan smiled happily, and he could look up at the moon in the stall, and his body warmed up in a piece of pure and white steam.

It was at this moment of waiting that the purple-robed young man on the second floor of the tavern not far away who was leaning on the railing roared drunkenly, "Come! Take the seal of my East Palace and smash a walnut for Xuanniang!"

The boy fell from mid-air and got up step by step from the ashes.

Xuan Chan drank a bowl of vinegar, washed his stomach, and had a smile on his face.

Listening to the words of the travelers around him, he knew that Manju was coming, and there was no trace of him, and he beat him.

As for why he was punched, this is a rumor.

"Dafang" has a saying, the way of peace, the monarch and the minister. Zhongping said that it was northern Xinjiang, and the way of the monarch and the minister was talking about traditional Chinese medicine. It is because of this sentence that some people interpret that Beichen has a bowl of medicine, hidden in Pingjiang Mountain.

As for Pingjiang Mountain's big face, it will take it.

I don't know why, for this kind of framing that seems to be a compliment, Ping Jiangshan has a fearless mood, feeling that this is a responsibility and must be carried on his shoulders. Just like the water of Pingjiang Mountain is long, bypassing most of Beichen, and the tributaries protect the Meteorite Pavilion, so Pingjiang Mountain has to protect the Meteorite Pavilion.

Therefore, Pingjiangshan will have a special feeling for the Meteorite Pavilion, feeling that it is his own junior, everything has to endure three points, and if he is bullied, he must stand out for it, and work hard in everything, and gradually this kind of action has become the obligation and responsibility of the disciples of Pingjiangshan, as if it should be taken for granted, and the Meteorite Pavilion is also a child with a child's natural disobedience to the elders, and he always has to be willful when he meets, and he is always heartless and generous when he asks for something, as if Pingjiangshan is born to owe something to the Meteorite Pavilion.

This kind of emotion is particularly strong in Tianjiao, don't look at the appearance of a man who is short and very bullied, if Qiu Shang is on the side, he can stiffly stalk his neck and you, just like that, he beat the common saying, repelled Qiu Hong, and ran away with nine grievances, that will mention that the first day of Beichen is the thumb in the hands of the people in the world, the first one to be erected.

Because of this matter, the yellow-shirted young man did not move his fists and feet without a trace, if it weren't for the starry night boy who belonged to the Meteorite Pavilion with him, his ambiguous attitude towards Qiu Shang would probably be taught a lesson by Manyi for a month, so his attitude towards Chen Hui was very complicated, and he didn't speak when he met, so he wrinkled his face, looking extremely aggrieved.

In the past few days, because of Xuan Chan's affairs, he has also come to the Meteorite Pavilion, so he has been beaten again without a trace today.

I saw that the young man's purple robe was bright under the silver moon, but his laughter had a slight smell of blood.

This fat boy's fist is big again!

The young man fell in the air, his robe fluttering, his legs and feet limping in mid-air, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Disappearing is a frequent visitor to the market, and it is not surprising to see a lot of vendors and tourists.

It is also strange to say that as the prince of the East Palace of Xixiao, the purple-robed young man has lived in the Xingchen attic in Beichen for a full year, since the first month of the fifteenth year of Wanli, and has lived until the first month of the first year of the apocalypse.

Because of the existence of His Royal Highness the Prince, a lot of interesting things happened in the downtown area, one of which was because of his "indiscriminate feelings".

This abuse is his attitude, since he settled down, he has been close to Qiushang, and then promised Xuanniang a battlefield robe, Ji Xiaoxiang four treasures of the study, "dot red lips" Heng Changqiu a warm clothes, Qian Kun Palace Daozi satin yarn a letter, immortal Daozi autumn rain a lotus leaf, so many things are countless, even the female demon of Changjinglou in the South China Sea Chun Conversion, Beihai peerless Yanqing was involved in his relationship with words.

It's not a big deal if ordinary people do this, but there is no trace of Tianjiao, according to the sullen and introverted nature of most Tianjiao, they are generally lonely and old, even if it is Fenghuang Murong Chong, when he was young, he and Qing Yutong passed the name of "Phoenix", but over the years, "Phoenix" and "Phoenix" have not necessarily made the slightest progress, and the loneliness and misery behind Tianjiao's elegance are too heavy, and doing it like him is already "explicit" , so although the name of the Missing Daoist is placed on the gambling game in the gambling house in the bazaar, few people place bets.

It's a matter of arrogance, as if everything is covered with a layer of fog, and I can't see it clearly, and I can't understand it.

The purple-robed young man wore his hair out, with a slight smile in his eyes, and locked onto a bamboo-green robe in the mist in the distance in a red fire.

Xuan Zen.

It's finally time to see you.

It's just a pity that I came back with all my strength, but you were locked out.

The young man pillowed his arms on the back of his head, shook step by step, walked to Xuan Niang's side and walked softly, and took a light breath, "Clear but not strong, depressed but not strong, so fragrant." The young man's face was intoxicated, his expression was slightly softened, and the plainclothes woman raised her eyes and smiled, "Your Highness is so Yaxing, I will sell this stove to you when I have time, and smell it as much as you want." Now that I'm open to business, can I be more restrained?"

"Okay, okay, okay, okay. The purple-robed young man leaned on a wooden stake, and the stake supported a large cloth, which was used as a grease cloth to protect from the wind and rain, which was not special in the market, but the smell was peculiar, and it couldn't be said to be strange, but it smelled good.

It's just like this girl on her side, her face is not as good as a middle-aged person, but for some reason, it's just good-looking, it's fascinating, it's so inextricable, it's so ecstasy.

Laughing softly, Xuan Niang stretched out her hand to tie the hairband on her forehead, and didn't bother to sit down on the noodle soup and go to the seat in the back, and brought a bowl of hot dinner to the young man.

The teenager drank and looked at the moon, and the roads around were full of people, among which a tavern and a teahouse were the most lively.

Both of these are shops under the Meteorite Pavilion.

The second floor of the teahouse is the gathering place of the Taoists, and the second floor of this tavern is the Vanity Fair for young people.

To put it more clearly, this is where the Tianjiao people come and go.

There are two kinds of transactions, one is willing for you and me, and the other is reluctant, but in the Meteorite Pavilion, it is always "fair".

The reason why these cumbersome and important transactions were placed in Beichen and in the Meteorite Pavilion instead of some place of creation in Zhongying or Xiyao has not jumped out, and I don't know if it is a conventional habit, or if there is some hidden force to restrain and stipulate, which makes the second floor of the tavern of the Meteorite Pavilion the best place.

However, there is one thing that is worth affirming, and that is that the Meteorite Pavilion is convenient and more convincing.

Just like this time, all kinds of transactions about Xuan Chan, whether it was the Juggernaut or the Twin Saints, all acquiesced to the hosting power of the Meteorite Pavilion.

In the eyes of the world, Tianjiao is Tianjiao, and the mundane is ordinary, as if everything will be fine after passing the hurdle of Tianjiao. It is true that it is not, Tianjiao is just a decider in front of the door of death, just like the difference between Tianjiao and the peerless, there is a known realm above the peerless, called vastness.

The reason why Xuanyuan, Ye Weiyang, and Ma Qiubei can dominate the world is not because of Tianjiao or peerless identity, but because of vastness.

But that kind of talent is that Tianjiao like him doesn't know how to get close, and now he cares more about who is back, who can affect the chess game is back, especially which Tianjiao is back......

Dressed in his robe, the boy took a sip of hot wine to warm up.

Those who come back must not be able to hide it, for they have seen the appearance of the chessboard! In that case, the chess player will certainly try to get a better position for himself.

And Xuan Chan as the previous chess master, he dropped seven chess pieces, these seven chess pieces are excellent places, this transaction is not only trading chance, trading whereabouts, trading luck, trading chess pieces, but also trading his original position!

Each of the forty-seven major forces in the Southern Regions has its own urgent points, among which Qingshan, one of the "Four Mountains and Five Domains", is most concerned about the position of this chess piece.

Because Xuan Chan fell in the past, it was set in Qingshan!

If they give up Qingshan, where should their "forty-seven" stand?

The young man smiled playfully, and the green-robed young man opposite him was a little inexplicable.

He doesn't understand.

But he felt it.

This Vanity Fair, it seems that the auction has begun.