Chapter 442: In the Hanging Wind Pavilion
On the side, Tang Tong looked at Lu Zhe, who should have been his right-hand man, and became Huangfu Xu's subordinate in the blink of an eye, not to mention how uncomfortable it felt in his heart, this was really a bamboo basket for water. During this time, all the effort and energy spent to recruit Lu Zhe was cheapened by Huang Fuxu.
Huang Fuxu stood in place and calmly accepted Lu Zhe's allegiance, and then refused Tang Tong's invitation to stay for a cup of tea, and directly took Lu Zhe out of the Tang Mansion and went to the Hanging Wind Pavilion.
On the way, Lu Zhe thought about it a few times, and also understood the reason why Huang Fuxu ignored Leng Wenbai and Tang Tong's recruitment of masters, just because he was fearless.
If it was an ordinary master, Huang Fuxu wouldn't care at all, because it didn't pose a threat to the gang and himself.
If he recruits a martial artist like him, who can cause a certain sensation or play a certain deterrent role, Huang Fuxu will personally go to the palace and subdue the master with his identity as the leader and his own powerful force.
Even like himself, he snatched it from Tang Tong's hands, which not only saved the energy spent in the early stage, but also got a master to serve for nothing, which really didn't give people a way to live.
Huang Fuxu didn't know what Lu Zhe was thinking, even if he knew, he would only laugh it off, this world is like this, the strong are respected, he is strong enough, he can easily disintegrate the small actions of the two elders of Leng Tang, and even use their strength for his own use, in exchange for Qiu Wanchun, I am afraid that it will not be so easy.
The two of them traveled all the way, and Huang Fuxu used the wind god leg technique, such as controlling the wind, and the pedestrians on the street only felt a gust of wind blowing, but they didn't see a teenager driving the wind at all.
Lu Zhe's light skills are not as wonderful as Fengshen's legs, but the swords are full of swords, every step forward, it will cut the bluestone slab on the ground, the sound of sizzling came, the person has disappeared, closely followed behind Huang Fuxu without falling, so that Huang Fuxu is also impressed, so it seems that this person is not weak outrageous, on the contrary, martial arts are very unique, and the reason why he lost so fast can only be said that he is too strong.
It didn't take long for the two of them to cross half of Yuyang City, and came to the recently emerging Hanging Wind Pavilion in the south of the city, an elegant club under the name of the Blue Dragon Society.
The Hanging Wind Pavilion is built on a small lake within a radius of 12 miles, the whole body is made of floating fragrant wood, the four doors of the southeast, northwest and northwest are wide open, the base of the pavilion is fixed in the center of the lake by the iron cable made of one hundred and eight cold iron on the shore, it rises and falls with the height of the lake water surface, and sometimes it will sway left and right with the strong wind, such as hanging in the whirlwind, it is very magical, it has attracted the attention and love of many rich people.
Ram Hill has been very fond of this place since he came down once at the invitation of Huang Fu Xu, according to him, lying down and sleeping in the Hanging Wind Pavilion, it feels no different from that in the Heavenly Palace, this feeling of fluttering fairy is not comparable to the low-level taste of some sound and color places.
At this time, on the second floor of the Hanging Wind Pavilion, in a large box, several people led by the ram hill have been waiting for a long time, several people are sitting on the prepared futon, separated by a few meters, a low square table is placed in the middle, and vegetables, fruits and teas are prepared, confirming what they have learned from each other, and the scene is very lively.
When Huang Fuxu arrived with Lu Zhe, Ram Hill temporarily stopped and called a few swordsmen to come to pay respects, which could be regarded as introducing each other.
There are three swordsmen brought by Ram Hill this time, all of whom are good at the Gangqi realm and proficient in the way of swords.
The first person is a young man of nearly thirty years old, named He Bilong, with an ordinary appearance, soft-spoken, and a bit of a sissy, but his cultivation is the highest, and his innate eight-layer cultivation is even more fierce and ferocious.
This knife oppresses people with momentum, the first ten knives are gaining momentum, and after the ten knives, the ordinary warriors have to sway and can't hold themselves, so they have to be defeated, and they are also the warriors of the Ram Hill of the Ram family.
The second person is older, and his appearance is also old and honest, named Zuo He, congenital seven layers, practicing the true qi of the wild sand, supporting a crazy sand knife method, although he is not a pure knife man, but his martial arts are not good, and he is also a candidate for the Ram Hill to bring to Guangxin Qingbo Lake this time.
As for the third person, named Tian Lun, he is the biggest, from a powerful martial arts family in Bingzhou, the Tian family.
The Tian family lives in the state, although the family is not one of the eighteen families, but the power is not trivial, and it has a certain status in the court and the rivers and lakes.
And the Tian family is most famous, is their Xuanyun Gong and flying knife skills, their family's martial artists in addition to the authentic Qi training technique, but also use Xuanyun Gong to practice a little Shenyuan in the center of the eyebrows, flying knives out of the Shenyuan follow, known as a thousand miles of flying knives with a line of reputation.
Among them, there is a generation of family heads who are out of the body eight hundred miles away, capture the breath of a hostile great master, fly out and kill the other party, the soul of the deceased is scattered, the flesh and blood are exhausted, and it is also known as the first person in the world to fly knives by Qingfeng Mingyue Tower, which can be seen to be powerful.
This Tian Lun is only twenty-five years old, and he is already a master of the seventh layer of congenital Gang Qi, and he knows a lot about etiquette, which is very valued by Ram Hill.
And Lu Zhe beside Huangfu Xu also surprised Ram Qiu and others, especially Tian Lun, who had also heard the name of the Lihate Knife, and was the leader of the Sanxiu lineage in Bingzhou, his master had also gone to the Tian family to exchange and study for a period of time when he was young, and his hands benefited a lot, and he had a relationship.
As for Huang Fu Xu, He Bilong and others all attach importance to and fear, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, since Huang Fu Xu once slashed Zhao Yuan, who was born at the ninth layer, his strength is naturally not to be underestimated, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master here, and no one dares to slack off.
Familiar with each other, Ram Hill beckoned everyone to take a seat, but the cold attic shook for a while, floating left and right, like turbulence in the wind, which made Lu Zhe, who came here for the first time, a little puzzled, and thought that someone was making trouble.
"Brother Lu doesn't have to wonder, this is the beauty of the Hanging Wind Pavilion, the so-called riding the wind into the clouds, between the sword heaven and earth, this is probably the feeling, the feet are fluttering, the heart is smooth, savor it." ”
Ram Hill touched the two mustaches on his lips and laughed, he just liked the strange experience of the Hanging Wind Pavilion.
Huang Fu Xu's feet were like taking root, undisturbed by the shock, he turned his gaze to the tea on the box table, looked at the things in the cup that had never overflowed despite swaying left and right, and nodded with satisfaction, this is the ingenuity of the Hanging Wind Pavilion, if the tea and pastries are sprinkled all over the place in the shake, then no matter how good the experience is, it will become boring, I don't know how Fang Ning came up with this idea.
After a while, the feeling of shaking disappeared, and everyone sat down cross-legged again, and because of the addition of Huangfu Xu and Lu Zhe, the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic, and they were also tasting martial arts anecdotes while discussing martial arts.
But no matter how much you say, it's best to turn all the topics to the sword raising conference, this is a grand event for people in the sword way, as long as you practice the knife, you want to show your face at this grand event, maybe you can also inherit the magic sword technique.
"The Raising Knife Conference, in fact, there are thirty-six states, including my state, but the land of my state is not a fragment of the sword, but a black slab, which depicts twelve knife shapes, and there are twelve knife marks. ”