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Zhao Zhijing's voice fell, and Lu Youjiao's figure suddenly stopped, his face was a little strange, and he looked at Zhao Zhijing with a smile on his face at this time. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info then slowly said: "Childe won't be joking, right?" Zhao Zhijing shook his head and opened his mouth to say: "Seniors are not joking. Let's be honest, the purpose of coming here this time is to meet with the Seventh Prince, and there is something that needs to be asked to the brothers of the beggar gang, so I hope that the seniors will be accommodating. ”

"I see, since the son wants to see the helper, the old flower will be a tribute to the child, if the helper agrees, I naturally have no objection to the old flower. Hearing the eagerness and sincerity in Zhao Zhijing's words, Lu Youjiao's face flashed with a hint of thought, and then slowly said to Zhao Zhijing. Hearing this, Zhao Zhijing's face suddenly showed a happy look, and Zhao Zhijing bowed to Lu Youjiao and said, "Thank you seniors for your accommodation!"

Time passed, and before I knew it, the stars, the bright moon, and the red sun in the sky were rising and setting above the sky, and a few days had passed.

In the inn, Zhao Zhijing has been cultivating in the inn for several days since he told Lu Youjiao about his intentions that day, and he has not wasted a trace of time. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing in the room, dressed in a clean white robe without a trace of dust, sat cross-legged on the bed, like a green pine standing among the rocks. Only the breath that slowly flowed through the nostrils made a faint and inaudible sound.

A long sword with a sheath was placed beside Zhao Zhijing, and with the swallowing of Zhao Zhijing's mouth and nose, wisps of innate true yuan fell into the sheathed Purple Emperor sword, and the purple electric sword in the scabbard was glowing with wisps of purple jade light, as if it was devouring the wisps of innate true yuan that Zhao Zhijing spit out. At this moment, the Purple Emperor Sword seemed to have life, breathing with Zhao Zhijing's breath.

At this moment, Zhao Zhijing's ears sounded a slight footsteps, Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and spit out a turbid breath, but there was no slightest fishy smell, there was a wisp of fragrance. His open eyes shone with a hint of five-colored light, and an illusory five-colored lotus appeared in Zhao Zhijing's pupils. Zhao Zhijing, who opened his eyes again, the five-colored light in those eyes had already converged and turned into warm jade.

Calmed down, without a trace of abnormality, Zhao Zhijing picked up the Purple Emperor Sword on the bed, and the light of purple jade that shone up also converged at this moment, and the slender sword body did not shake in the scabbard. The Purple Emperor Sword at this moment was not the slightest bit unusual, and it was no different from an ordinary long sword. It's just that a hint of simplicity, as if this long sword has gone through a lot of time.

Zhao Zhijing, who hung the Purple Emperor Sword on his waist, looked at the closed door with his eyes like warm jade, as if waiting for someone else to arrive. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, Zhao Zhijing had a smile on his face, opened the closed door, and suddenly a figure fell into Zhao Zhijing's eyes.

Looking at the little second brother in front of him, the smile on Zhao Zhijing's face did not diminish at all, and he slowly said, "I don't know what's going on?" Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, and seeing the sheathed long sword on Zhao Zhijing's waist, a trace of envy crossed Xiao Er's eyes, for those of them who are running for their own lives, the life of a chivalrous person like Zhao Zhijing has a lot of attraction for them, and sometimes it is their dream.

Zhao Zhijing looked at the little second brother who looked at him but didn't speak, the smile on Zhao Zhijing's face slowly converged, and a trace of coolness flashed from Zhao Zhijing's body. Suddenly, Xiao Er trembled slightly, woke up from his thoughts, and hurriedly said: "This guest officer, there is a hero from the beggar gang downstairs looking for you, and the shopkeeper asked me to come and say hello." ”

Zhao Zhijing nodded slightly, and muttered to himself: "Are you here!" Seeing that Zhao Zhijing didn't speak, Xiao Er hurriedly said: "Guest officer, if there is nothing else, the little one will leave!" Zhao Zhijing, who came back to his senses after hearing the words, slowly spoke: "Trouble the little second brother!" After that, he threw out a piece of broken silver from his hand. In the happy look of the little second brother, he walked downstairs.

Zhao Zhijing, who walked out of the inn, saw a figure standing in front of the door, Zhao Zhijing hurriedly walked out a few steps, came to this person and hurriedly said: "Senior Lu, why come by yourself, just send someone to inform you!" Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, Lu Youjiao laughed and said: "How can Brother Zhao become polite after not seeing Brother Zhao for a few days, then talk to the Hong Gang Master, and at the moment he is calling me a senior, I can't afford it!"

Hearing Lu Youjiao's words at this moment, Zhao Zhijing laughed and said, "Since Brother Lu said so, I will call you like this, junior brother." Brother Lu came here, is it that what I said has already been settled?" Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, Lu Youjiao suddenly laughed and said: "Today is the fifteenth day of July, and my beggar gang conference will be held in Junshan tonight. ”

"Thank you, Brother Lu!" Zhao Zhijing bowed to Lu Youjiao, and then under the leadership of Lu Youjiao, he walked towards Junshan.

The wisps of fresh breeze continue to blow, the Dongting Lake is flooded with wisps of phosphorescence, following the footsteps of Lu Youjiao, unconsciously, a round of moon in the clouds and mist has just risen from behind the mountain in the east, and time has been lost a lot unconsciously. Zhao Zhijing, who stepped on Jun Mountain, swept everything around him with his eyes, and at this time he was already on the top of a small peak, and under the moonlight, he could see that there was lake water all around, and light smoke and mist shrouded in thousands of blue waves.

Zhao Zhijing, who turned around, saw that there was a high platform more than ten zhang away, and hundreds of beggars were sitting around the dense layers, each of them was silent, and the wisps of moonlight sprinkled on everyone's bodies, as if a white veil was shrouded in it. Lu Youjiao, who brought Zhao Zhijing here, left to deal with the affairs of the beggars.

As the moon rose in the sky, half of the towering platform was already shrouded in moonlight. Looking at everything in front of him, Zhao Zhijing thought to himself: "Li Taibai Shiyun: 'Sweeping the Ming Lake and opening the jade mirror Danqing is Junshan. 'How comfortable he was playing in the mountains and admiring the moon that day, the scenery is the same tonight, but I have my own things in my heart that I haven't let go, and I can't be as comfortable as Li Taibai!"

The moonlight slowly shone on the three big characters on the side of the stage: "Xuanyuan Terrace". Zhao Zhijing remembered the strange things he saw in the Quanzhen Sect Library, and it is said that the Yellow Emperor rode a dragon to heaven after casting a tripod on the shore of Dongting Lake, and wanted to come to this stage to commemorate this event.

Only one tea time, the high platform has been bathed in the bright moon, suddenly heard the tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk three sounds, one stop sounding, slowly and rapidly, high and low, quite rhythmic, but it is all the beggars each holding a small stick to knock on the mountain stone in front of them. Zhao Zhijing secretly counted the sound of tapping in his heart, and when he counted to ninety-nine eighty-one, the sound stopped abruptly, and the four people stood up in the group of beggars, and under the moonlight, he could understand that it was Lu Youjiao and the three elders of the Pure Clothes Sect. (To be continued.) )