Chapter 89 Le 9 and then to the solitary victory, the king of the fight is about to open the mountain

The mountains are full of greenery, a little red, a touch of purple, and a yellow road, embellished with the flower clothes of the spring girl.

A song with a melody that is not so pleasant and the words are not very elegant come from far and near.

“...... Swing, who stole the girl's flower clothes, hey. Look at the other side of the mountain where the morning sun is red, and when the sun shines on this side of the mountain, I carry the hoe home to see my mother-in-law...... Hey ......"

With this vulgar mountain song, I saw two figures, one strong and one thin, walking towards him, a sturdy man in front, a little stubble crawling all over his face, full of spring breeze, singing intoxicated, loose clothes on his body, the standard image of a mountain man.

A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old followed him, carrying seven or eight pairs of different styles of steel whips, and he was simply a whip seller. At this time, he was following the master in front of him with a face full of disdain.

"Master, you've reached the mountain realm of the two realms, don't sing, you don't want to be superior, I'm ashamed. The young man muttered to the master in front of him.

After he said this, it seemed that the man who was intoxicated with his singing voice remembered that he was still with this apprentice behind him.

"Little rabbit cub, when you grow up, you will dislike the master and be ashamed. Do you have a crush on a girl, otherwise how could you start to care about the image?" The master put on a hippie face that was disrespectful to the old man, and leaned his face closer to the apprentice.

The apprentice behind him glared at the master, ignored him, and walked forward on his own.

Slapped the master with a big face.

This master's name is Le Jiuzhang, who is good at making double whips, and he has been dreaming of one day being able to stand on his own since he was a child. No, two years ago, I paid attention to the head of Qingluomen, who had lost power, thinking of killing Fang Weishan, or coaxing him down the mountain to occupy Qingluomen, and the remaining people in the door who were willing to stay would worship him as a teacher, and those who did not want to stay would go down the mountain by themselves. He's going to create his own.

The young man with several pairs of steel whips on his back was named Shi Meiren. The name of this beautiful woman was chosen for him by his late parents, and as the child grew up, he resisted it at first, and then matured and began to accept the name given to him by his parents. It's just that if he calls him a beauty in front of outsiders, this kid will definitely be a handful of with him, and the master who pulls him big will blow his beard and stare at him. In order to prove that he is a man, this kid learned from the master to shave his white face at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and after two years of shaving, he really began to grow a beard. Qing's chin is perhaps what this kid wants to show off to outsiders the most, to prove that he is not a beauty.

Le Jiuzhang is really interested in this only apprentice, after all, his master is dead, and now there are only two people in his "door". Although the head disciple sometimes had some expressions on his master, Le Jiuzhang knew that the apprentice was really filial. And somehow, the apprentice's kung fu in the past two years has a tendency to catch up with the master, and practicing martial arts is simply twice the result with half the effort, and in a few years, I am afraid that this master will not be able to beat the apprentice, perhaps it is the atmospheric luck rumored in the rivers and lakes that makes it easier for these children to practice martial arts. However, Le Jiuzhang knew that even if there was no so-called bullshit luck in the rivers and lakes, this kid would definitely not be in the pool in the future, and it would be a matter of time before he surpassed him. He didn't want to admit that this was his own psychology of "hoping that his son would become a dragon", anyway, he just watched his apprentices be stronger than others, no reason!

Two years ago, the master and apprentice came to Qingluomen, not surprisingly, Le Jiuzhang defeated Fang Weishan, who had been seriously injured by the Rat King, just when he was about to get rid of Qingluomen, he didn't expect that the Dushengmen King War, who had always been an enemy of Qingluomen, came, saying that he wanted to protect Qingluomen from destruction. Later, Wang Zhan and Le Jiuzhang fought for a long time, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, and Le Jiuzhang took his apprentice down the mountain.

After a year, Le Jiuzhang went to the Two Realms Mountain, and did not go to Qingluomen, but came directly to Dushengmen to find Wang Zhan, wanting to win Wang Zhan first and then pick up the plaque of Qingluomen. But Le Jiuzhang, who practiced martial arts diligently for a year, still did not succeed, because Wang Zhan no longer used a wooden axe to chase deer, but replaced with a bright silver axe to "open the sky", and cut off Le Jiuzhang's double whip in a few clicks.

Another year passed, Le Jiuzhang collected good iron everywhere, found seven and a half of the best steel whips on the rivers and lakes, and came to Wang Zhan again today, thinking that he was going to open a mountain and establish a faction!

"Beauty, wait. Le Jiuzhang called.

Not surprisingly, Shi Meiren turned around and glared at Le Jiuzhang.

"What are you staring at me for, and you're not in front of outsiders, it's not big or small. ”

"What are you doing?" said the filial apprentice angrily.

"Beauty, what kind of resounding name do you say our sect has chosen?"

"I don't know if I can beat the king of the war yet. Shi Meiren directly poured a scoop of cold water.

Le Jiuzhang touched the stubble on his face as he walked, and said: "Don't say it, after these two years, I really don't have such a strong desire to start a mountain and establish a sect as a teacher." On the contrary, defeating Wang Zhan has become something I ponder every day. ”

"Master, have you forgotten what your master told you when he left, do you want him to die without turning a blind eye?"

"I, little rabbit cub, dare to say that my master is blind to death, and your master is only ......" Le Jiuzhang stopped in time, and his heart was fortunate that his mind was bright, otherwise he would not have cursed himself.

In this way, the master and apprentice walked to the door of Dusheng without a match.

At the door of Dusheng Gate, the old housekeeper swept the poplar hair in front of the door, in the local area of these two mountains, the small thumb thickness and fluffy tree species that fell down on the poplar tree were called "can bring wither", which means to describe this thing as a big runny nose, which shows that everyone does not like this thing very much.

Sweeping and sweeping, the old housekeeper saw Le Jiuzhang and Shi Meiren master and apprentice coming down the mountain, the old housekeeper glanced at the two and continued to sweep the floor.

Because he had already seen the master and apprentice. The old man is old, and his memory is not bad.

In the past two years, the sworn enemy Qingluomen is about to finish, but the owner of the door has kept the Qingluomen immortal, and there are people who come to challenge the Qingluomen almost every month, and everyone knows that if you want to destroy the Qingluomen, you must first defeat the battle of the king of the Dushengmen. The old butler was not surprised by the people who came to challenge.

He couldn't guess what the door master thought, but he saw that the door master had improved a lot of kung fu in the past few years under the continuous challenge and experience, and it was the second spring of martial arts training, especially since there was a new axe to open the sky.

Le Jiuzhang's master and apprentice got closer and closer, and gradually restrained the hippie smiling faces on the road, and the two of them became so serious that they really looked like masters, especially Shi Meiren, who was carrying a heavy bundle of steel whips, looking at those weapons was not light, but this child was not struggling.

There are also ten zhang to the door.

Le Jiuzhang stretched out his hand, and Shi Meiren took out a pair of tiger tail steel whips from behind his back and handed them to the master.

Le Jiuzhang raised the steel whip in his hand and was about to smash it against the closed door.

"Wait. The old butler glanced at the master and apprentice, trotted to open the door, and made a "please" gesture.

Le Jiuzhang chuckled, but he was rude, and strode into the Dusheng Gate.

The old housekeeper doesn't want to change the door anymore, he has changed more than a dozen new doors in the past few years, and he has to worry about it. Lifting the broom, he followed the master and apprentice into the courtyard, closed the door again, and plugged in the deadbolt.

The old man said in his heart, he didn't know why the door master wanted to protect the Qing Luomen, but he knew that the Dusheng Gate had been ranked among the four small doors for thousands of years, and not every cat or dog could just say that they could come and go.