On the Shengguan Peak of Taimur Mountain, the sun is rising, the golden light is shining, and a flock of birds flutters and flutters, throwing into the reckless jungle below.

Towards the end of the year, Songshan is also full of New Year's atmosphere. Zuo Zi'an leaned on a boulder, basking in the sun comfortably, and came back from a trip to Sichuan and Shu, more tired than he practiced swords for a year in Songshan Smelling chickens and dancing, or at home!

Feeling someone approaching, he looked back, and Lu Bai walked over with a poker face, "At the end of the year, the disciples are in a big competition, and everyone is working hard to refine, so as not to be inferior to others in the big competition and lose face." As a senior brother, you should set an example for your junior brothers and sisters, so why are you lazy here?"

Zuo Zi'an laughed and said, "Third Uncle, it's been more than half of the big competition, and it's not good for me to parachute in like this, right? Besides, I remember that before I went to Mount Emei this time, my father and you allowed me not to participate in this big competition." He dealt with it casually, thinking that this uncle ran to Shengguan Peak early in the morning, it shouldn't be just for this, Bacheng had other things to say. Among the thirteen Taibao of Songshan, Lu Bai's martial arts are not the highest, but he is clever and his mind is much more transparent, and his relationship with Zuo Zi'an is the best over the years.

Sure enough, Lu Bai didn't bother anymore about "you can't teach your sons", but instead sat down on the huge rock next to Zuo Zi'an, was rarely stunned, and exhaled deeply: "Do you remember, how many years have passed since the Wuyue Sword Sect attacked the Black Wood Cliff and returned?"

Zuo Zi'an didn't expect Lu Bai to suddenly become sentimental, and began to reminisce about the past on this Shengguan Peak, "Nine years, oh no, it's ten years soon." ”

Lu Bai frowned tightly, "Yes, it's been ten years." Ten years have passed, and the senior brother doesn't say it, and we don't say it, the Wuyue Sword Sect that let me do a pair of fleshy palms back then has no power to fight back, and who can forget this shame? If it weren't for the sudden death of a violent illness and the undefeated succession of the East, where would there be peace in the past ten years?"

This matter was also known after Zuo Zi'an came over, and the Wuyue Sword Sect and Ren Xing actually had such a festival, but Ren Wu Xing was not dead, and he was alive and well under the West Lake! There is no clear mention in the original book, and he can't tell how many years after Dongfang was undefeated and usurped the throne before the plot officially began.

"In the past few years, there have been many rumors in the rivers and lakes, all of which say that the martial arts of the demon of Dongfang Undefeated are even more above any of my actions, and with such a demon behind him, the Demon Sect is in the limelight again! Not to mention that it is a single battle, there are 100,000 members of the Demon Sect, if it is attacked in a big way, not to mention that the Wuyue Sword Sect will not have time to attack and defend the alliance, even if the power of the five factions is raised, it will not be able to stop the Demon Sect!" Lu Bai mentioned the Demon Sect and gritted his teeth with hatred, "A few days ago, the news spread below that Sun Jiantong died and was killed by Dongfang Undefeated. ”

Zuo Zi'an didn't have this person's name in his mind, and Lu Bai exhaled: "It's normal that you don't know him." He was the senior brother who worked hard to insert the dark line of the Black Wood Cliff, and it took a lot of effort, it is said that he has hooked up with a personal maid named Yu Niang, who is undefeated in the East, and is about to directly drug the devil's life. Who knew that the devil suddenly became vigilant and wantonly investigated dissidents on the Black Wood Cliff, just like that, it fell short, it fell short!"

Zuo Zi'an was silent, the wits and fighting power of the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Sun Moon God Sect had already reached this point, and it was simply terrifying. However, Zuo Lengchan is generally reluctant to talk to him about these bad things, but Lu Bai is very thoughtful, and his relationship with Zuo Zi'an is close, and he also feels that this little nephew is not a pampered young master who knows nothing, and he should take over the Songshan portal in the future, and he should know more about the grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes, and often talk to him about his heart.

"Who would have thought that our Wuyue Sword Sect, speaking of the same qi and branches, actually came out of the inner ghost!"

Zuo Zi'an frowned, "Inner ghost, what inner ghost?"

Lu Bai stood up and walked around irritablely, "It's not Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan faction yet! He actually secretly corresponded with Qu Yang, the right envoy of the Demon Sect! Mo Da is blind or deaf, and he is actually surnamed Liu!"

The matter of Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang has been exposed? In other words, the Songshan faction's ability to insert inside lines is indeed clever, and they can all be placed in the undefeated side of Dongfang, not to mention the Wuyue faction, even if they do not pass on martial arts to recruit disciples, and their intelligence work is definitely second to none in the rivers and lakes. Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang are so harmonious, a huge river and lake, it is strange that only the Songshan faction knows! Deliberately or is it true that the other factions have intermittent blindness?

Thinking of the tragedy of washing hands in the golden basin, Zuo Zi sank with peace of mind and said: "Dad, as the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, this matter can't be ignored, what do you want to do?"

Lu Bai's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Just colluding with the Demon Sect is enough for that surnamed Liu to die a hundred times!"

"No!" Zuo Zi'an blurted out subconsciously, looked at Lu Bai's surprised gaze, and said, "Third Senior Uncle, now we only know that Senior Uncle Liu and Qu Yang have dealings, but there is no evidence that Senior Uncle Liu betrayed the Wuyue Sword Sect!"

"You still call him Senior Uncle? He interacts with people in the Demon Sect, isn't he betraying the Wuyue Sword Sect?"

Zuo Zi'an doesn't have much hope for Lu Bai's comprehension, after all, in these years, the position of the enemy and our class is clear, and the Demon Sect people have fallen into the eyes of these people, either collaborating with the enemy and treason, "I mean, there is another possibility, that is, Uncle Liu does regard Qu Yang as a friend, but he treats Qu Yang as a friend, which does not mean that he wants to join the Demon Sect to serve the undefeated Dongfang." Have you heard the story of Yanghu and Lu Kang during the Three Kingdoms?" Seeing that he still couldn't understand it, Zuo Zi'an had to move out of the well-known story of the Three Kingdoms.

Yanghu and Lu Kang were the generals of the Western Jin Dynasty and Wu in the late Three Kingdoms respectively, and when the army led the confrontation in Jingzhou, once Lu Kang fell ill and asked Yanghu for medicine, and Yanghu immediately sent medicine. The people around Lu Kang were afraid that the medicine was poisonous, but Lu Kang said: "Yang Hu is not a fool!" He believed that Yang Hu was a good man and would not be so despicable as to poison the medicine. The two of them are in Jingzhou territory, and it can be regarded as harmony in a sense, first inform the other party when I will go, I robbed your rice and am embarrassed to repay it in full next time, and you robbed my wild things and sent them back immediately, Jingzhou is simply harmonious on the border. But when Yanghu destroyed Wu, there was no ambiguity at all, and the famous "Please Kill Wu Shu" was written by him. It shows that private affairs belong to private affairs, and official affairs belong to official affairs, if the Songshan faction directly "clicks" Liu Zhengfeng, wouldn't it be the same virtue as Sun Hao, the famous tyrant of Wu State!

Although Lu Bai felt unconvinced, he always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't find the words to refute it.

Zuo Zi'an asked tentatively, "Besides, what are you going to do if Uncle Liu doesn't dry his hands in the golden basin?"

"Wash your hands in the golden basin?" Judging by Lu Bai's reaction, Liu Zhengfeng should not have revealed this aspect so far. "Hmph, Liu Zhengfeng will wash his hands in a golden basin? He has become famous in the rivers and lakes in the past two years, and even his senior brother Mo Da has been compared, how can he be willing to wash his hands in a golden basin with such a majesty?"

Zuo Zi'an said calmly: "Don't worry about this for now." But if Uncle Liu and Qu Yang are really gentlemen's friends, and neither the Wuyue Sword Sect nor the Demon Sect knows about their friendship, then what will Dongfang Undefeated think of him?"

"You mean ......"

Zuo Zi'an said: "Now I can't say anything for sure. It's just that if Uncle Liu finds out that the matter between him and Qu Yang is already paper-can't contain the fire, then it is very likely that he will wash his hands, and this process of washing his hands may not be safe! Uncle Liu, you go with me to see my father, let him not act rashly, now is not the time to move Uncle Liu Zhengfeng!"

The top of Songshan Mountain, the Junji Zen Temple, has always been the place where the head of the house lives. Zuo Lengchan listened to his son's words, his face moved slightly, "Liu Zhengfeng's collusion with Qu Yang is a sure fact. They are neither fellow villagers nor relatives, and they are not sinister people in the Demon Sect, and they do it deliberately, how can they make friends?"

Zuo Lengchan is really more difficult to deal with than Lu Bai, Zuo Zian smiled and said: "Uncle Liu is a music idiot, Dad knows about this, right?"

"Playthings are demoralized, the Hengshan faction is addicted to these beautiful sounds, and it will decline!" Zuo Lengchan said that Zuo Lengchan remembered that Zuo Zi'an was also a fun book, and glared at him: "You are not allowed to follow along!"

"Yes, yes!" Zuo Lengchan looked vicious, but he was also a loving father, Zuo Zi'an didn't care at all about his words that were not the slightest deterrent, "That Qu Yang of the Demon Sect is also a person who loves music, and I heard that a lyre is unparalleled in the world. Uncle Liu always pretends to be the sound of his dong flute, no one in the world can match it, and if you meet Qu Yang, a master of the piano, it is not too much to feel sorry for each other!"

Zuo Lengchan was unwavering: "That just shows that the Demon Sect does what it likes, and it shows the sinister intentions!"

Zuo Zi'an smiled, a rare solemn and serious, even Lu Bai felt that it was not normal, so he heard him say slowly: "Does Dad want to merge the Wuyue Sword Sect?"

This question is something he has always wanted to talk to Zuo Lengchan about, but there is no suitable introduction, and he can't run to ask him for no reason, but now he has borrowed Liu Zhengfeng's matter to talk about it.

Zuo Lengchan was like hearing a thunderbolt on a sunny day, his hands trembled slightly, he looked at Lu Bai, and shouted, "Who leaked it out?"

At this time, although Zuo Lengchan had the heart of merging factions, he was not yet proficient in planning, and he had only discussed with Ding Mian, Fei Bin, Lu Bai, Le Hou and other most trusted and close disciples, and he had never even known about the collateral disciples in the Thirteen Taibao, let alone the younger second-generation disciples. At this moment, Zuo Zi'an said what he thought in his heart, which had to make Zuo Lengchan shocked and angry.

Seeing that Lu Bai was eager to explain, Zuo Zi'an stepped forward and said, "Dad, don't blame the third uncle, no one told me." It's just that the father is not the son. He looked at Zuo Lengchan quietly, without any intention of retreating.