"Hey, Song Qun!" As soon as he entered the Fu Inn, Song Qun heard a familiar voice.

"Second son Lu, but I've been waiting for a long time, and I delayed it just now, so don't blame it. Song Qun saw the handsome face of the second son of Lu showing a heartfelt smile, he and Lu Jingyuan had a very good friendship with urine.

"Hey, who is this girl?" Lu Jingyuan looked at Tao Soft with some curiosity, and the young woman who followed Song Qun was not bad, and she had a bit of pure delicacy that was naturally carved.

"Oh, Miss Tao, let me introduce you, this is the second son of the Lu family's mansion, and he has been my friend for many years. ”

"It turned out to be Lu Gongzi, my name is Tao Ruan, and I am from the Lotus Palace in Dongzhou, Yanguo. ”

"It turned out to be a monk from the Lotus Palace, in Xia Lu Jingyuan, the first time we met, please take care of me. Lu Jingyuan got up and hugged his hands, he has always respected Taoist people very much.

"Lu Gongzi is polite, I am friends with Song Qun, and Song Qun is also friends with you, so it is worth asking for so many courtesies. Tao smiled brightly, like a red plum blossom standing proudly in the wind in the sparse light rain on the side of the street.

"Then I will not take those worldly etiquette, please sit down. Lu Jingyuan also laughed.

"Song Qun heard that your Uncle Liang is back?" Lu Jingyuan poured tea for others, and looked at the polite Confucian in front of him with a serious face.

"Yes, Uncle Liang has returned to Yangzhou, and this time he is investigating the murder of the assassin, and he has some clues. Song Qun slowly drank a cup of hot tea, and just breathed a lot of cold air, and now his stomach was warm, and even his face became rosy.

"What did you find, and who did it?" Lu Jingyuan was very concentrated.

"After my uncle's investigation, he said it was a monster who did it. Song Qun cautiously glanced left and right, and found that no one was eavesdropping, so he whispered.

"Monsters, monsters again......" Lu Jingyuan muttered in a low voice, Mrs. Gan was seriously ill in bed before, and the old woman who had taken care of Mrs. Gan for many years had also mentioned this word, and now Lu Jingyuan was very sensitive to this word.

"What did you say?" Song Qun didn't hear clearly, and looked at him and frowned.

"Oh, didn't say anything, you go on. ”

"Uncle Liang asked me to bring the landscape map to the house to find him a few days ago, and at night he used the ancient method to recruit the land god, and the land god faced him and told him what happened in the open and secret in Yangzhou City, and told Uncle Liang everything. ”

"Was it the day you and I met?" Tao Ruan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, that's the day I knocked your rock sugar gourd off. Song Qun said.

"What rock sugar gourd?" Lu Jingyuan looked at the two curiously, a little funny.

"Hey, I won't mention it, it's all over. ”

"Song Qun, are you embarrassed?, why don't you speak, Lu Gongzi, I can tell you well, he ...... that day" Tao Ruan stared at the Confucian student with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes in front of him, and he became more and more happy, and his laughter was obvious.

"Stop, stop, that's not the right thing to do. Song Qun was afraid that Tao Soft would bury him, so he felt that he raised his hand to cover her mouth, and even the men and women who Confucianism has always been on their ears forgot whether they were intimate or not.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I won't talk about it. ”

"You two are. Lu Jingyuan drank tea silently on the side, he rarely saw Song Qun getting along with people so easily and happily in his memory, it seems that this Tao Soft is not an ordinary woman.

"And what does your uncle do?"

"What should I do in the face of this nowhere to be seen?"

"Well, my uncle didn't say this too clearly, but my uncle is so powerful, he is a monk of the Nine Realms of Confucianism, and in the face of monsters or something, he can make them disappear with a finger of his hand. When Song Qun mentioned Liang Zhongsheng, there was indescribable longing and admiration in his eyes, and he also imagined that one day he would be able to raise his hand and wave the majestic qi of heaven and earth that would make the world frightened.

That scene, that heroic posture, is really endlessly fascinating.

"Do you think there will be a greater force behind this monster?" Lu Jingyuan lowered his head and pondered, not caring about Song Qun's expression.

"Bigger power?"

"Jing Yuan, what do you mean, could it be that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind?"

"Is this fishing?" Song Qun woke up in an instant.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. ”

"Who are you more optimistic about when the eldest prince and the third prince compete for the crown prince?" Lu Jingyuan said.

"Second Master Lu, you dare to say this kind of thing openly! Aren't you afraid of being caught?" Song Qun's face changed instantly.

"Whether you want to do something or not, someone will always force you to make a choice. ”

"It's just empty talk. Lu Jingyuan drank the tea in one gulp, and looked at the continuous rain curtain outside the store, the rain was too long, gradually blurring everyone's vision, unable to distinguish things, he was a little upset.

"Song Qun, if there is really a monster, you can contact me, I am a genuine monk of the Lotus Palace, my strength is very strong, and the little monster has a sword. Tao Ruan's face was upright, and he had the bearing of a famous monk.

"What if you meet a big youkai?"

"Don't you still have an Uncle Liang? ”

"Hahaha, it seems that Miss Tao is really a veteran of the rivers and lakes, I admire it!" Song Qun raised his hand.

"Song Qun, I suspect you're sarcastic about me?" Tao Ruan's eyes froze.

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

"I don't think you dare, after all, a powerless scholar like you, this girl punches one by one!"

"Song Qun, what do you think of Zheng Yunxiao?" Lu Jingyuan spoke again.

"The young master of Zhenghou Mansion has no intersection on weekdays, and the water does not interfere with the river water, what can he think, besides, he has a bad reputation in Yangzhou, and he is not the same kind of person as me. ”

"If one day I become his enemy, will you help me?" Lu Jingyuan looked at him casually.

"The friendship between the two of us, you are me, I am you, whoever is your enemy is my enemy, but you have to know that the little brother is not good at martial arts, and I am afraid that I will only hide behind you at that time......" Song Qun smiled very embarrassed.

"Hehe, when that day comes, I don't care what your martial arts are, I will designate you to hold your foot in front to block the sword. ”

"Second Master Lu, you are very hurtful!"

"Hahaha, come on, come on, Xiao Er will serve wine! Take all the good food and wine, today I want to get drunk with Song Gongzi!"

"Yes, yes, yes, get drunk!"

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In the city of Yangzhou, there is a soy sauce beef shop in the east of the city, and the business is very prosperous, the scale of the soy sauce meat restaurant is not particularly grand, but the daily diners are endless. The owner of the sauce meat restaurant is a rural farmer who is nearly 50 years old, and he has no big climate in his life, and he is destined to guard the land and face the blue sky, and he is counting on God to eat for a living.

Who knew that on the birthday day of the year of confusion, slaughtering his own buffalo to entertain the countryside neighbors, when roasting the sauce beef, unintentionally sprinkled more than seventy-seven, eighty-eighty kinds of condiments, originally wanted to try to see if it could surprisingly create umami, when the fire was proper and the meat was soft, he poked a chopstick on a fist-sized piece of meat, and unloaded it into the bowl, the nervous old man squinted his eyes and took a bite slightly, the tip of his tongue was dipped in thick sauce, and then chewed slowly, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and he was suddenly surprised, this taste!

Folk sauce beef, generally speaking, is very salty, the meat is very loose, it is difficult to swallow after a few more bites, and it is delicious to be accompanied by rice.

The old man's secret sauce beef, mixed with more than ten kinds of medicinal ingredients, many ingredients are abandoned by their own village women, the old man is on a whim today, anyway, there are a few small attempts on weekdays, to make some wonderful dishes, in such a festive day, of course, he is indispensable to show his skills, so that those short-sighted women in the countryside know their true materials, so as not to always chew the root of the tongue behind their backs.

The old man was excited, and ate a few more bites, and sure enough, the juice was soft and glutinous, elastic, and he was not tired of eating for a long time.

"Did I really make it? How could it be so delicious! Oh my God!"

The result is that the honest old man's sauce beef was passed on by the old and young in the countryside, and finally fell into the ears of a mansion in Yangzhou, and he did not hesitate to come all the way to feast on it, and finally under the reward of the gentry's satisfaction and praise, the old man took a family of five people to settle down in the city to open a shop, and the business became more and more prosperous, and even was rated as a famous snack in a state.

In the densely populated sauce beef restaurant, there is a person on the wooden table on the second floor of the private room against the snow-white wall, who is hooked up and drinking, the person puts the saber on the left bench, holds the porcelain cup with his fingers, and shakes it slowly.

The bearded scumbag man is not very old, maybe in the midst of standing, his appearance is also ordinary, and he can't tell if he is lost in the market.

Suddenly, a man appeared in his field of vision, and the young man raised the corners of his mouth and drank it in one gulp.

The man held a silver-sheathed cleaver in his arms, walked slowly closer to the young man who was drinking alone, and placed the slasher on the bench on the right, corresponding to the man's sword.

"What are you looking for me?" he began, his voice hoarse.

"Senior Brother Deng, we were fellow brothers before, do you have any problems with me coming all the way to Yangzhou, Yanguo, to talk to you?" the young man picked up a crispy yellow peanut from his plate, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Oh, you still remember that we used to be the same family, but now you and I are our own masters, Yan Kingdom and Northern Zhou have always been incompatible, what do you think I should think of you. The man surnamed Deng picked up the strong tea that the man had brewed for him in advance, and although he hadn't seen him for many years, the young swordsman sitting opposite still remembered that he didn't like to drink.

"Senior brother, a few days ago I dreamed of Xiliang, and in the dream I returned to the time when the three of us were apprentices, when the senior sister was still young, the master and his old man were still so stern and solemn, the senior brother has not deviated from the scriptures, the master has not been destroyed, Xiliang is still the prosperous and powerful Xiliang, the Xiliang where the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the Xiliang who has not fallen into the flames of war. The young man's eyes were moved, and he drank silently alone.

"Is your mother still alive, and everything is okay at home?" The man surnamed Deng, who had been indifferent and ruthless for many years, and who was full of murderous intent whenever and wherever he faced him, suddenly softened his tone, and the young man's words touched his stiff heartstrings.

"My mother passed away last year, and my little sister married away from home, leaving me alone in Northern Zhou. ”

"Live well. The man surnamed Deng drank the tea in one gulp.

"Is there anything else?" he turned his head to look down at the restaurant, which was full of people and bustling.

"Wei Xun is coming. The young man's voice was not loud, but the man surnamed Deng suddenly stared, obviously this person was enough to make him pay attention to it, and even be afraid of it.

"What is he here for, when?" asked the man surnamed Deng.

"Three days at the earliest. ”

"Why are you telling me this today, and what does it mean?" The man surnamed Deng couldn't sit still, and his face sank.

"He has been in retreat in the Northern Zhou Dynasty's Burial Sword Valley for twenty years, and now he has broken through the Ascending Dragon Gate Pass of the Ninth Realm of Martial Arts in one fell swoop, and he is already a Void God Realm Martial Dao Monk. The young man slowly spit out these shocking news, and the man surnamed Deng who was sitting opposite him stirred up turbulent waves in his heart, and felt deep fear like a thorn in his back.

There are nine primordial realms in martial arts practice, and after mortals break through the ninth realm, that is, the realm of warding off evil spirits, there is a threshold that reaches the sky, which lies at the end of the path of martial arts cultivation and cannot be crossed. There is no higher height than this in the lifetime of traditional martial artists, and those who can reach this height can obtain supreme glory in the secular dynasty, ranking as a prince and general, sheltering future generations, and enjoying glory and wealth from generation to generation.

However, the martial arts monks still have a way to go in addition to the nine realms of the martial arts, and there are still the four realms of the void god and the realm of the true god after the Longmen Pass.

Breaking the law, pioneering, slaying demons, celestials. It is the gorgeous scenery of the four realms of the void gods.

Breaking the law, as the name suggests, can be used to break the Taoist magic, Confucian Haoran Qi, demons and strange skills with the body, and the weather can easily lift the mountains and forests to destroy the cliffs, and at this stage can be out of the body.

Pioneering, you can summon spirit beasts to accompany you through martial arts thaumaturgy, fight against beasts, you can accumulate qi and cross ten miles in one step, and you can stay in the clouds for a short time to fight with real people.

Killing demons, killing gods and demons is not a luxury, you can swim in the world, go up to the clouds, go down to the netherworld, open up the enchantment, the enchantment is also called "painting the ground as a prison".

The last realm of celestial beings, tearing the constitution of heaven, leading the catastrophe, crossing the pass of life and death, if successful, the true god will be transformed, and if the failure will be wiped out, and the eternal life will not be reborn.

Cultivators in the human world, the highest Taoist is the true immortal, and the real person is secondary, what is the real person? That is, transcending the mortal womb and ascending to the immortal, as long as the belly lotus baby does not die, the physical body is destroyed, and it is not a real death, and it is given time to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to feed itself, and the Taoist body can be reshaped again.

The highest level of Confucian cultivation is the sage, followed by the sage, and Taoism is different.

And Wei Xun, a martial arts monk in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, broke through the Longmen Pass and entered the Void God Realm, and the Void God Martial Arts are rare in this world, which means that Yan Zhao's martial arts monks are almost invincible.

Let's just say it's a disaster.

"I'm afraid there is something big to do when you come to my Yan Kingdom this time. The man surnamed Deng looked at the young man, trying to peek into some deeper secrets.

"I don't know this, Great Sword Master Wei didn't want to tell me anything, just asked me to come to Yan Kingdom first, and he came later, it's boring to come here, so I came to you to catch up with the past. The young man's expression was still relaxed, not unstrained by the penetrating gaze of the person on the other side, as if he really didn't know.

"By the way, senior brother, do you remember that my Xiliang Imperial Family has a peerless martial arts secret book called "Yin Soldier Divine Rune"? Maybe this book is in Yangzhou. ”

"It seems that I should thank you for telling me such important information today. The man surnamed Deng finally withdrew his gaze.

"Where, where, senior brother is serious. The young man grinned, the silver hairpin on his bun looked very old, and he must have worn it for many years.

"Then you drink slowly, I can't stay longer. The man surnamed Deng got up slowly, moved the bench with his calf, and bent down to pick up the silver knife.

"Senior brother, what kind of person is Liang Zhongsheng?"

"Why do you ask. The man surnamed Deng frowned.

"Just casually asking. ”

"Maybe he'll die soon. The young man uttered a breezy remark.

The young man looked at him quietly, and the man surnamed Deng also glanced at him.

Tigers and wolves.

These two people were both people from Xiliang, or famous disciples of Xiliang martial arts, widely favored by the emperor, and now their families and countries have been destroyed, each for his master, and he lives a life of licking blood from the knife.

I don't know whose heart I live in.

Maybe he has died on earth.