Next to Hou Jiangcheng, there is a thin strange man, in his fifties, with slightly white sideburns, a horse face, narrow eyebrows and eyes, two figure-eight lines on the wings of the nose, and a slightly prominent chin. He followed Hou Jiangcheng up the mountain on foot, not breathing, calm and calm, obviously not an ordinary person.

"Senior Brother Zhao, get to know you, this is Senior Brother Wei of the Kunlun faction, who was invited by the head of the sect to be a guest at Liantao Mountain. ”

The thin man nodded, a smile on his face, obviously not used to pleasantries.

Hou Jiangcheng was afraid that Wei Seventeen would be too distracted, so he hurriedly relieved his cheeks and said: "Senior brother, this is today's Zhao Tianzi, the registered disciple of the teacher, who is over seventy years old, and his demeanor has not diminished back then. ”

This Zhao Tianzi is a legend of Taiyi Sect, and Wei Qiqi is far away in Kunlun in the Western Regions, and he has also heard of it.

Chu Tianyou, the master of the Wind and Thunder Palace, was extremely strict in selecting his disciples, and passed on two disciples, Jiang Keyao, Wen Zhuanpeng, one named disciple, Zhao Deyi, as for Cheng Hou, it was only included in the wall of Chu Tianyou's door in recent years.

From the very beginning, Chu Tianyou positioned the Taiyi Sect as the Xuanmen of the world, rooted in the mortal world, and pointed to the way of heaven. Since then, the material resources of Middle-earth have been continuously exported to Liantao Mountain, and the Taiyi Sect has become a holy place admired by the Xuanmen of the world, faintly above Kunlun.

Pan Chengnian is strong, and when it comes to influence, he is not as good as his junior brother Chu Tianyou.

Accepting Zhao Deyi as a registered disciple is of course out of practical considerations, but Chu Tianyou did not treat him badly, Zhao Tianzi is more than seventy years old, he is fierce from the dragon and the tiger, and the heirs are endless, and the prince under his knees rebelled.

Zhao Deyi knew in his heart that as long as Taiyizong did not fall, he, the emperor, could continue to do it without worry, and thousands of generations would not dare to have extravagant hopes, and it should not be a problem to continue to sit on the dragon chair for one hundred and eighty years.

Although thinking like this would damage the face of the Son of Heaven, Zhao Deyi was determined to hug Chu Tianyou's thick thighs, and he did everything he could to meet the requirements of Taiyizong, and personally went to Liantao Mountain every year to meet his master, and climbed the mountain alone to show his piety, serve tea and water, and present a rich gift list.

This year, under Liantao City, he met Cheng Hou, who had returned from the capital, and happened to go up the mountain together.

Although he has lived in the Forbidden City for a long time, Zhao Deyi is quite concerned about the grievances between the Taiyi Sect and the Kunlun faction, and he was very surprised when he heard Cheng Hou say that the drunken man in front of him was the guest of Kunlun Sword Cultivator, the head of the house, but he remembered this name.

The three of them rested for a while in the Asking Heart Pavilion, watching the twilight deposition little by little, Hou Jiangcheng beckoned Zhao De to come together, the Wind and Thunder Hall was in the Axe Peak, there was still a long way to go, before leaving, he glanced at Wei Seventeen, who understood and continued to stay in the Asking Heart Pavilion.

It wasn't until midnight that Hou Jiangcheng returned to the Asking Heart Pavilion, under the cold moonlight, his face was greasy, he raised his sleeves from time to time to wipe his sweat, his chest, back, and armpits were soaked, and the wolf was unbearable.

The two sat opposite each other, and for a moment, Wei Qiqi wanted to hand him a cigarette, the night shrouded Liantao Mountain, two flickering bright lights, a few wisps of ethereal green smoke, it would be a picture full of mood.

It's just a pity that there are no cigarettes in this world.

No cigarettes, no mobile phones, no air conditioning, no computers, how did he survive all these years?

Wei Qiqi didn't urge him, Hou Jiangcheng took a breath and said: "I went to Luocheng first, looking for Hou Jiangdong, and then went to the capital to find Chen Dong, and when I returned to Liantao Mountain, I met Zhao Deyi, and we went up the mountain together, and we were delayed for a while in the Wind and Thunder Palace." I'm fat, I can't walk the mountain road, so I can't help it......"

Wei Qiqi was silent, looking at the other party, but his mind drifted elsewhere.

Hou Jiangcheng babbled and said.

The heirloom treasure of the Hou Mansion, called the Eight Maidens Le Ping, where it came from is not clear, passed to Hou Jiangdong, less than ten years before and after, it was asked by Hou Ying, and sold to Chen Dong, a wealthy businessman who did jewelry business. According to Hou Jiangdong, it seems that Hou Ying offended the big man in the capital, and he urgently needed a large sum of silver to open up the joints, so he had no choice but to give up the Eight Maiden Fairy Leping.

Hou Jiangdong rushed to the capital to see Chen Dong again, the name of the disciple of Taiyi Sect was very useful, Chen Dong treated him with courtesy, and asked about the Eight Maidens Le Ping, he frankly said that this thing was favored by people in his early years, and it was easy to go, and it was not in his hands for a long time.

Regarding the origin of the Eight Fairy Music Screen, Chen Dong heard the person mention one or two, this screen is an ancient thing, and the female music in the screen is not a body, nor a soul, but a little soul, the spirituality is not extinguished, and she can sing and dance. It is not uncommon to drive female music, and what is even more rare is that if you get the formula, you can take the female music out of the screen, sing and dance, all of which are gentle and wishful.

It's a pity that the screen is easy to obtain, but the formula is hard to find.

In front of Hou Jiangcheng, Chen Dong did not hide anything, and said frankly that the person was Kunlun Jianxiu, also a native of Tonglu Town, surnamed Chu, and met him when he was a child. For him, the Eight Maidens Le Ping is just a plaything, a young and beautiful female musician, how much or so much does it take, but it is to heal injuries and prolong life, and gold and silver can't buy it.

In the end, Hou Jiangdong said: "Chen Dong didn't say the person's name, if there is no accident, the Eight Maidens Fairy Leping should be in Liushi Peak, in the hands of a sword cultivator surnamed Chu, Senior Brother Wei is interested, you might as well go to Liushi Peak to find it." ”

Wei Qiqi bowed slightly, "I know." So, it's hard work. ”

"Hehe, it's easy to say, it's a gesture. ”

Chen Dong said that he was a native of Tonglu Town, surnamed Chu, and eight out of ten was Chu Ge, a disciple of Pu Tianwei, and it was reasonable for him to find the Eight Maidens Le Ping as an apprentice and dedicate himself to the master to relieve his worries. However, the Five Elements Sect secretly exchanged money with the hussar general Xu Changsheng, Xu Changsheng was funded by Chen Dong when he was slightly cold, Chu Ge and Chen Dong were both from Tonglu Town, and they had a small friendship, all these clues were connected, and Wei Qiqi suspected that Chen Dong's identity was not simple.

"Senior Brother Hou, from today onwards, you will be Senior Brother Cheng of the Taiyi Sect Wind and Thunder Palace, the name of the past, the past events, let it pass, you and I have forgotten, look forward." ”

Hou Jiangcheng listened to his words, remembered the bumpy past, and was a little embarrassed, and muttered: "Thank you, Cheng Senior Brother Jiyan, look forward." ”

Wei Qiqi waved his hand at him, stepping on the moonlight and walking towards the crane peak, he touched the moonlight wheel mirror on his chest, thoughtful. A little soul, ingested in the mirror, a little soul, stored in the screen, this moon Hua Wheel Mirror and the Eight Maidens Le Ping, could it be from the same person's hand?

He became more and more interested in this whimsical "Ancient Refinery Master".

Back in front of the Heqi Peak Cottage, Bian Ya pillowed on her sister's lap and fell asleep, Bian Ci put her index finger on her lips, signaling him not to wake up her sister.

Wei Qiqi sat down beside her, untied the leather bag around his waist, and placed it in front of her. Bian Ci asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

She untied the rope and poured out a bunch of "single eyes", which were like bulging fish eyes in the firelight, blazing.

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