Hearing this name, Meng Tianqing was slightly stunned.

This name is both familiar and unfamiliar. It's familiar because I always seem to hear about it. Strange because I have never seen a real person. Although they are all big sects, the Purple Qi Sect is still a little worse than Wudang Mountain.

Moreover, on Wudang Mountain, they generally don't pay much attention to the connection with other sects.

Wudang Mountain, the oldest real person with the highest qualifications, Xu Yangzhi.

He is a master who sits and talks with the real person of Yinyang, and rarely goes down the mountain, but his realm is extremely high. On the heavenly list, the seventh-ranked master. In addition to Yinyang Zhenren, Datang is the third-ranked master.

The Purple Qi Sect had two Peer Realm Ancestors, and when they were there, the Purple Qi Sect was very powerful. But after they die, maybe the Purple Qi Sect will be down for a while.

But this situation will definitely not appear in Wudang Mountain. As one of the two holy mountains of Daomen, Wudang Mountain has been standing for many years. This is because although Wudang Mountain does not like to make friends with other sects.

But some people go up the mountain to ask for medicine, as long as it is not too much, Wudang Mountain will generally give it.

At this point, many monks admired Wudang Mountain in their hearts.

Meng Tianqing really couldn't imagine what this most senior real person on Wudang Mountain was doing in the Purple Qi Sect. He thought for a moment and said, "Thank you for blocking this sword, the real person is here, I don't know why?"

Xu Yangzhi glanced at him and said, "It's okay, I'll just come and shop." ”

Meng Tianqing nodded and said, "Let the real person let me go a little, wait for me to solve the matter here, and then come and treat the real person well." ”

Xu Yangzhi held the real martial sword, stepped forward, and patted Meng Tianqing's face: "Meng Lao'er, are you old and confused, I am saving you, can't you see it? ”

Although Meng Tianqing was afraid of this old real person, it was also very uncomfortable to be slapped in the face with a sword. He wanted to mobilize the formation, but found that the aura on his body couldn't move at all. At this time, he looked at Xu Yangzhi's face and realized how big the gap between himself and this real person was.

Despite this, he was still unconvinced: "That sword is only so powerful, I will definitely be able to block it." ”

Xu Yangzhi sighed: "The surname is Meng, you will remember in the future, you have to be kind to that kid named Wen Zuo." ”

Meng Tianqing was stunned for a moment, Wen Zuo was Xia Qiu's junior disciple, and his strength was mediocre, why did this real person suddenly mention an unimportant disciple? He asked, "What's wrong with Wen Zuo, why should you be kind to him?"

Xu Yangzhi said: "If he hadn't asked for a sentence of "Shoubi Nanshan" for you, you would be dead by now." ”

After speaking, the True Martial Sword in his hand moved.

Cut off a strand of Meng Tianqing's beard.

Meng Tianqing was shocked in his heart, he actually felt the breath of death at this moment. He didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, but asked, "Real person, does that kid have anything to do with you?"

Xu Yangzhi turned his head, looked at Yu Zhenyi, and asked, "Boy, do you know me?"

Yu Zhenyi smiled slightly: "Wudang Mountain Xu Zhenren, who doesn't know?"

Xu Yangzhi touched his beard: "I love to hear this." ”

Immediately afterwards, he said: "Meng Lao'er, I shouldn't have seen today's events. If you let the court know, I will kill you on the spot, and the court will not blame anything, so you can do it yourself. ”

Meng Tianqing nodded, he knew that the general trend had gone.

Xu Yangzhi turned around, took out two pills from his pocket and threw them to Mei Qijian.

Mei Qijian said, "Thank you." ”

After swallowing the pill, he immediately felt that his injuries had recovered a lot, and when he raised his right hand, the seven swords on the ground rushed into the sword box. He glanced at Meng Tianqing and said, "When I get better, I'll come back and learn your kung fu." ”

Meng Tianqing's face was ugly, but he didn't dare to make a move now.

Mei Qijian glanced at Yu Zhenyi and said, "I didn't see your sword this time, I have some regrets in my heart, once we meet, let me see it again." ”

Yu Zhenyi nodded.

Mei Qijian left the mansion like this, carrying his sword box on his back. He knew that after Xu Yangzhi appeared, Yu Zhenyi would be safe.

In the courtyard at this time, osmanthus flowers are in full bloom.

Yu Zhenyi raised his head and glanced at the scenery of the laurel tree.

The laurel tree hides deep in the winding path like a bride, not revealing her true face. She seems to be sad that the buds on the branch will turn from white to yellow, as if a person is old and long, and it is difficult to be young again. In this August, only that one cinnamon tree dominates the autumn scene.

This flower is light yellow and quiet, and its appearance is docile and shy. The temperament is sparse and far from the world, but its strong fragrance has remained for a long time. There is no need to use light green or red hues to show off, it is the first class of flowers.

The green leaves of the laurel tree are verdant, as if cut out of blue clouds, and the green leaves hang low, protecting its yellow flowers like crumbs of gold. It monopolizes the reputation of flowers, whether it is its elegant temperament or gloomy fragrance, both can be called the best among flowers, no one can compare.

The osmanthus has reached a point where it can no longer be holy, and if you don't believe it, listen to me and tell me where it comes from. You look up at the bright moonlight in the sky, Chang'e waving her long sleeves lightly, the steps made of white jade reflect the silver light, and the golden palace is bathed in a layer of nectar. That is the Moon Palace, where osmanthus grows.

This tree was not planted on earth, but came from "the middle of the moon." Now, a little cold incense condensed in the Guanghan Palace has come to the warm world, fumigated by the heat, blown away by the wind, and spread like this, filling the world.

A tree of osmanthus fills the world.

Caiyun on the side pushed Yu Zhenyi, and then he turned around, looked at Xu Yangzhi, and asked, "Xu Zhenren, are you here for the real martial arts?" This thing was left to me by the old man, and I don't mind if you want to bring it back to Wudang Mountain." ”

Xu Yangzhi smiled slightly and said, "I'm not here for the True Martial Sword, but for something else." Settle the matter here first, and I'll tell you about it. ”

Yu Zhenyi's eyes were complicated and he looked at Xie Baoshu.

At this time, Xie Baoshu, because of a series of changes, was speechless, he began to cough all over, and his body seemed to be unable to do anything. He slowly walked up to Yu Zhenyi, took out the mountain character seal, and handed it to Yu Zhenyi.

Under the laurel tree, he said slowly: "If I'm sorry, I won't say it, after I die, just don't bury me in the Purple Qi Sect." ”

Yu Zhenyi hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Xie Baoshu saw him nodding and sighed: "It seems that my belly is far inferior to yours." ”

After saying this, Xie Baoshu staggered out.

Yu Zhenyi knew that he wouldn't live long, so he let him go.

Xu Yangzhi, an old man, looked at Xie Baoshu's figure walking out, and said slowly: "His mood is understandable, but what he does is definitely not advocated." That's what makes you different from him, doing a good job. ”

Xie Baoshu grew up from childhood to adulthood, his body was weak, and he couldn't practice, and suddenly learned that his grandfather died at the hands of the demon clan, and naturally there would be some changes in his heart. It is understandable that there is a little evil heart generated.

Understanding is understanding, and forgiveness is impossible to forgive.

Yu Zhenyi looked at Meng Tianqing and stretched out his right hand: "Old dog, you'd better live longer, don't wait for me to come back, you'll die." ”

Meng Tianqing snorted coldly: "Come on, I'll still be afraid of you?"

Xu Yangzhi pulled Xie Baoshu and slowly walked out of the house. Caiyun is leading the snow and following behind.

In the house, only Meng Tianqing is left, today is his birthday, but he is not happy at all now. The mechanism is exhausted, but in the end it is still a failure. Not only is the body gone, but now there are two enemies erected.

It's really a recipe for stealing chickens.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and a few flowers fell in a row, and the branches shook up close. The small yellow-white flowers hung on the branches, and in the middle of the four petals were pale yellow stamens like millet. From the stamens of the flowers, there are wisps of refreshing fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed, and there is a trace of coolness in the fragrance.

Meng Tianqing took a deep breath and felt that his mood had calmed down a lot.

The leaves of the osmanthus tree are green and turquoise, the two ends are pointy, particularly lush, the osmanthus baby is golden and yellow, very small, and the petals are about the same size as two large rice grains. The flowers are dense, one cluster after another, looking from afar, as if the green leaves are dotted with broken gold, in the sun, the osmanthus flowers full of trees, flashing golden light, particularly dazzling, particularly beautiful.

The reason why Meng Tianqing planted so many osmanthus flowers in the courtyard was to calm the demons.

At this time, a sentence suddenly sounded in his heart: "If you dare to have the heart to give up in the future, you will be thousands of miles away and go to your head." He heard this voice, it was Xu Yangzhi who had just left.

Meng Tianqing looked at the courtyard and shouted, "The juniors don't dare." ”

Then, Xu Yangzhi said again: "I want to thank Wen Zuo, it's not him, you're dead now." ”

Meng Tianqing bowed down and didn't dare to say a word.

Outside the Purple Qi Sect, Xu Yangzhi walked on the road with Yu Zhenyi. He put his hands behind his back and said, "If there's anything you want to ask, just ask." ”

Yu Zhenyi asked, "Who are you?"

"Wudang Mountain Xu Yangzhi, didn't you say it?"

"What is your relationship with the old man?"

"You said that the land is lacking, he is my apprentice. ”

"What are you doing here?"

"Take you back to Wudang Mountain. ”

Yu Zhenyi frowned: "I want to go to Wudang Mountain, but not now, I don't want to go." ”

For this old Taoist, Yu Zhenyi's resentment is actually a bit big.

Xu Yangzhi didn't mind at all: "Next, where you want to go, I'll follow you." I don't care what you want to do, what's the matter, you don't want such a powerful guard, right?"

Yu Zhenyi stepped forward and poked the old Taoist priest's chest with his fingers: "You stopped me just now and didn't let me use that sword." ”

Xu Yangzhi hated that iron could not become steel: "My disciple, I left you a total of three sword qi, and if you use one, you can use one less." Are you really willing to deal with this kind of goods? I am not willing to give up if you are willing to do so. ”