The people of Xiaoyao Dao were also a little moved by Zhuge Chen's pride and ambition, and there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes, as if he recalled the eventful years of the past.

He nodded and said sincerely: "There are still happy people like Shaoxia on the rivers and lakes today, I think it's good." ”

Zhuge Chen glanced at the Taoist who couldn't stop him from drinking, and said, "Tell the truth?"

The Taoist laughed, and he didn't need the other party to persuade him to drink, he took another sip, pursed the mellow that flowed from the corner of his mouth, and said, "But isn't it! The person who makes the Taoist tell me lies and flatters is not yet born!"

Zhuge Chen was silent.

However, the carefree Taoist opened the chatterbox, stared at Zhuge Chen, who was wearing an ochre-red robe, and said: "I didn't expect you to look good in this outfit, much stronger than the previous one." ”

Zhuge Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and replied with a sneer, and snorted: "Fart!"

How do Taoists know how much Zhuge Chen likes white clothes, once the people in the heavens and heavens talked to people and talked about him, they didn't call him by name, but all replaced them with the white-clothed god king. It's just that now the young man is not a god king, but he still likes white clothes the most, and he must also be a long-term lover.

The carefree Taoist ignored the other party's foul language, and still said with a smile: "Wait a minute, I will bother the young man to help the old man, otherwise where can my old arms and legs resist the offensive of the next three people?" Especially the Jade Emperor Pavilion Master, if you don't learn, the previous Pavilion Master's vitriolic attitude is imitated, but it is a pity that the Jade Emperor Pavilion has seen a few interesting little guys in the early years. Living to this day, it should be an extremely pedantic antique. ”

Zhuge Chen listened to this self-talk, but he didn't show an impatient look, but just said: "I said what is your name, I don't know your name after a fight." ”

"Name?" The carefree Taoist scratched his head and smiled dumbly, "I forgot." You just call me the Tao number Xiaoyao, this is also my dream when I was young, but I didn't expect that the result would be in this Tianshan Mountain for nearly a hundred years. ”

He sighed and said: "How many interesting things in the world have to be missed, even my nameless red face should become an old woman with crane hair!"

He closed his eyes and hummed a hometown nursery rhyme with a strong local flavor. When he opened his eyes again, he saw only camellia flowers all over the mountains, and the little girl among the flowers, who was not very beautiful but he never got tired of looking at it.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air and called softly, "Yao'er, I'm late." ”

The little girl plucked a camellia and pinned it to her sideburns, as if she hadn't heard him: "Brother, are you really back?"

At this time, the carefree Taoist was full of tears, and he bit those three words very heavily with a crying voice, and repeatedly chanted: "I'm back...... Came back......"

When he was young, he heard a poem about the eldest who left home when he was young, and not only did he not feel it at the time, but he also scoffed at it. At that time, he was already a top master in a county in his hometown, and the seven aunts and eight aunts who came to say goodbye were about to break through the threshold of his family. It's not that I haven't seen it, but in the end, it's the girl who likes camellias the most that pleases him the most.

is only when he is with her, he is an ordinary teenager, not a free and easy way to figure out the way.

I have long wanted to go back to the small town of my hometown surrounded by smoke and rain, but now the local pronunciation has changed, and the land is drawn in the endless mountains of the Tianshan Mountains. If he doesn't go, he can't.

Why don't you wait for this and go back and see?

As long as you have your life alive.

He nodded to himself, and then said to Zhuge Chen: "I don't know what the young man is called, I can't forget about these." ”

The young man didn't bother to pay attention to the poverty of the free Taoist, and he didn't say nonsense, so he said three words: "Zhuge Chen." ”

He thought that the Xiaoyao Daoist would still talk about a few useless words, but how did he know that the other party just nodded, got up and said: "Those three are here, Zhuge Shaoxia will go out with the old way to welcome guests?"

Regardless of whether Zhuge Chen agreed or not, the carefree Taoist who was the same as the Lord of the Tianshan Mountain directly turned the situation in his palm, and the two of them also followed to the foot of the Tianshan Mountain.

......

Zhuge Chen looked along the path and saw a dignified-looking middle-aged man and another down-and-out scholar who didn't look serious and gag.

The scholar was wearing a whitewashed Confucian shirt, put his hand on the shoulder of the middle-aged man with a saber and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years, Xiaoqing, am I handsome again?"

Zhuge Chen smiled and said nothing, and slandered, the feelings are the same people.

The middle-aged man known as Xiaoqing's face remained unchanged, but he said without being salty or light: "Besides, I will let you experience the taste of being a eunuch." ”

"Oops!" The scholar narrowed his eyes, and his eyes, which were not surprising, actually made him squint into a radiant look, like a temple official who was very ambitious and finally repaid, and he wanted to open peace for all generations, so it was: "You really bear it?"

The middle-aged man with the saber obviously couldn't stand the other party's scoundrel, so he had to retreat and reply: "Stay where it's cool!"

The scholar didn't entangle, and after shouting a word, he turned his gaze to the side of the Xiaoyao Taoist, and opened his mouth with a sentence of understatement: "This is not Xiaoyao, I said in advance that I was just here to join in the fun, and the idea of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight with a cold eye." Of course, if the Jade Emperor's deflated play should really not help, I won't be too late to make a move. It's just a pity that I've just cultivated a righteous spirit, and I have to explain that in this beautiful Tianshan Mountain, it's uncomfortable!"

Zhuge Chen laughed out loud when he listened to the nonsense of the reader, but the free Taoist said with a straight face: "I still look so unpleasant after many years, I really don't know how those pedantic Confucian children can tolerate a black sheep like you to stand out." ”

The scholar was not angry, and when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he thought of the words of a counterattack: "Why do you bring a little brother this time, do you really like men?

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the Xiaoyao Daoist smiled and said, "Talking nonsense has to pay a price." ”

Sure enough, Zhuge Chen, who was splashed with dirty water for no reason, frowned and couldn't help but say: "It's a scholar anyway, it's inappropriate to talk like this!"

The originally peaceful situation was stirred up like this, and the saber was suddenly tense, especially the middle-aged man with the saber had bowed his shoulders slightly, and his right hand was pressed on the hilt of the knife and ready to attack.

And Zhuge Chen stood still, waiting for the reader to speak.

Who would have thought that the scholar was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water and the rogue temper, and shouted at Zhuge Chen: "You come to beat me, I promise not to scold back, and I can't fight back." ”

Zhuge Chen took a deep breath and said, "This is what you said!"

The Xiaoyao Daoist fanned the flames on the side, lest he not be chaotic: "Come on, Zhuge Shaoxia, Lao Dao wishes you a success!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuge Chen swept out directly, clenched his fingers into a fist and smashed at the reader.

The scholar did not move at all, his hands clasped in front of him, it turned out to be the unique Immovable King Kong of Buddhism! Shengsheng resisted Zhuge Chen's punch, but several imperceptible cracks had already appeared on Jin's body.

Zhuge Chen flipped his body and stood on the ground, the shattered sky on his fist appeared, and his momentum slowly increased, and he actually suppressed the immovable King Kong.

The middle-aged man with the saber reminded: "Don't be arrogant, this young man is a little weird, he is full of sword intent when he punches." ”

The reader waved his hand, signaled the other party to shut up, and said, "Got it." ”

The next moment, his hands were sealed, and a soft cyan breeze swam out of his sleeves, enveloping him.

The scholar is not only well-read, but also familiar with Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and the most commendable is even his weapon for fame, and finally what helped him stand firm on the heels of the great master is this two-sleeved breeze that is called Haoran righteousness by the world. Although it is a bit of a bully to take it out now, it also shows a truth, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

But is Zhuge Chen a soft persimmon?

Not to mention that the fist wind is still strong, especially the broken sky wrapped in it, even the Haoran righteousness that the scholars have worked so hard to cultivate, is helpless.

The scholar still doesn't believe in evil, and there are words in his mouth, and it turns out that the Confucian people are asking for it but can't say it, but even if he uses such mysterious techniques to evolve into many visions, Zhuge Chen still breaks it with his fists, and the gap is only how many punches he makes.

And the reader knew what a terrible opponent he had provoked, and what made him most depressed was that the young man's boxing technique was more in line with the avenue than him, which was really a situation that could not be explained.

It's just that it's too late to retreat now, not to mention that he still has some means to press the bottom of the box that haven't been revealed, but those are all reserved for the end to reap the benefits of the fisherman. The sooner it was revealed, the more unfavorable the situation would be for him.

It's just that the current situation can't allow him to care, if he really keeps his hands back, maybe the young man will really have to clean him up, how can he still have the face to continue to mix in the rivers and lakes at that time.

It is said that he relies on friends to go out, but in his opinion, walking the rivers and lakes is nothing more than a face.

He took down the longbow he was carrying, gently put a red arrow feather on it, pulled it hard, let go of his hand, and said, "Medium!"

The arrow feather came out in response, and slashed towards Zhuge Chen with a piercing popping sound. The arrow feather is not only immense, but also the little stars overflowing on it, and the people who are shaking can't open their eyes. It's hard to imagine what a miserable end it would have been if it was really hit.

Zhuge Chen stared at the crimson sword feather that was approaching quickly, lifted the wooden sword at his waist, and slowly pushed it forward. The Kunlun sword circled around the tip of the sword when his mind moved slightly, flying into the air, blocking the way of the sword feather.

The two sides are incompatible, but they still have to distinguish the high and low, and naturally the collision is extremely intense, but it is unknown who will die in the end.

Just when the situation was deadlocked, Zhuge Chen cleared his voice, and the wooden sword was no longer unpretentious, but overflowing with brilliance, like the most beautiful picture scroll in the world.

With the mutation of the wooden sword, the Kunlun Sword instantly turned against the guest, and actually suppressed the red arrow feather!

At this time, the voice of the middle-aged man with the saber sounded again: "Hurry up and abandon the arrow, if you compete for the long qi, you are not his opponent." ”

Hearing this, the reader's eyes were gloomy, and it was not until he spurted out a mouthful of blood that he immediately decided to cut off the connection between himself and the Crimson Arrow Feather.

"Xiaoyao, you've found a good helper. It's just that I don't know where you found such good materials, why didn't you have a good reputation before?" A slightly cold voice came, and the Jade Emperor Pavilion Lord, who had never appeared, also appeared here.

At this point, the only four remaining great masters in the world are here, and Zhuge Chen is not only not walking on thin ice because of his low cultivation, but is full of fighting spirit.

Under the confrontation between the five parties, the Xiaoyao Daoist took the lead in breaking the deadlock: "What, see the truth on your fists and feet?"

The middle-aged man with the saber followed and said, "I don't care what you do, this young man must be left to me!"

"Why?" the Jade Emperor Pavilion Lord was confused.

The middle-aged man with the saber was no longer the wooden appearance he had before, but said with a cruel smile: "Lao Tzu wants the world to see which is the real king of soldiers between the sword and the sword!"

Zhuge Chen spread out his palms noncommittally and said, "Then try it." ”