Although the altitude of the North Peak is only more than 300 meters, it is also the highest peak in Hangzhou. Climb all the way up the mountain, the trees are lush, the twists and turns are rising, climbing high and looking far away, surrounded by clouds and mountains on three sides, the magnificent scenery of the West Lake, and even the majestic posture of the Qianjiang River, you can take in the panoramic view, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

At midnight, a full moon hangs high, and the northern peak is silent.

Li Peicheng and Fang Yuhua stood in the wind and stood on a prominent bare boulder from the north peak, with their hands behind their backs, facing the West Lake, indescribably chic and elegant.

Li Peicheng didn't bring Jin Lin to Beifengfeng, just one or two Huashan sect disciples, and Li Peicheng didn't need to be so nervous that he even had to bring Jin Lin.

Three black dots appeared under the full moon, which were Zhu Ling, Zhu Xi, and Han Zirong, who were pulled by the two of them.

"It seems that the Dustless Dao Master can afford me and sent two disciples here. Li Peicheng smiled.

"That's the disciple of the three disciples of Wuchen, the disciple of the Xuyou Dao Changmen, the one who seems to be middle-aged is called Zhu Ling, I have met once, but I don't know the other one. At present, only the disciples of the Huashan faction above the virtual character generation are qualified to accept apprentices, so it seems that Han Zirong should have something to do with the virtual tour. Fang Yuhua said.

In mid-air, Zhu Ling's face changed slightly, showing a hint of solemnity, because he found that Fang Yuhua had also come.

The Huashan faction is naturally not afraid of Fang Yuhua, but this does not mean that the Huashan faction can ignore Fang Yuhua, after all, he is also a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, a small cave master.

Could it be that the person named Li Peicheng was actually Fang Yuhua's disciple? Lingzhu couldn't help but guess.

"Bamboo Spirit Daoist, I haven't seen him for ten years, but I didn't expect that the Dao Chief has entered Jindan Avenue, congratulations!" Fang Yuhua made a Taoist salute to the Bamboo Spirit Daoist who had landed, and said.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, but I didn't expect to meet Fang Zhenren here, it's really a place in life where you don't meet!"

Fang Yuhua still has a good reputation in the small cave, and he is also the master of a cave, a generation of loose cultivators, even if he sees the dustless old man, he is also an ordinary person, so Zhu Ling did not dare to lose his courtesy, and hurriedly returned a salute.

Han Zirong couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the person brought by Li Peicheng actually knew the senior brother, thinking that it seemed that this Li Peicheng was also related to cultivators like himself, no wonder his cultivation was so strong, but he didn't know where this person called Fang Zhenren came from, and what his ability was?

"Who are these two who haven't consulted the Bamboo Spirit Dao Master yet?" Fang Yuhua asked with a smile.

This matter can be big or big, small can be small, it can be big and small, and it is best to turn small things into small things, so Fang Yuhua greeted him with a smile, hoping that this matter will be revealed.

"These two are poor Dao junior disciples, this Zhuxi junior brother, this is Zhushi junior brother, two junior brothers, this is Fang Yuhua Fang Zhenren in Siming Mountain Cave. The Bamboo Spirit Dao Leader introduced each other. (Zhushi is Han Zirong's Taoist name in the Huashan faction)

When the head of Zhuxi heard that this person was Fang Yuhua, the real person of the small cave of Siming Mountain, he was also slightly shocked in his heart, knowing that this matter was not just a problem of the secular sect. If Fang Yuhua really wants to intervene horizontally, he must at least ask Master to go down the mountain.

Han Zirong has been in Huashan Cave Mansion for three years and has heard the name of Siming Mountain Cave Heaven, although he knows that this matter has become complicated, but he is also slightly relieved, after all, the strength of Siming Mountain Cave Heaven is still incomparable with the Huashan faction, presumably Fang Yuhua is not so stupid that he has to offend the Huashan faction to death for the sake of a secular person, but Fang Yuhua's face also has to be sold, it seems that it is impossible to rectify Li Peicheng to death.

Zhuxi and Han Zirong both saluted Fang Yuhua, and Fang Yuhua returned the salute.

After the three of them saluted Fang Yuhua, Zhu Ling set his eyes on Li Peicheng, who had an indifferent face and had not spoken.

"Presumably this is Li Peicheng who injured my junior brother Zhushi, right? I don't know what Fang Zhenren's relationship is with this person?"

"Li Zhenren is a friend of life and death. Fang Yuhua replied.

As soon as Fang Yuhua said this, the faces of the three of Zhu Ling became very ugly, especially Han Zirong's eyes flashed with unwilling hatred.

The three of them didn't expect that Li Peicheng would be Fang Yuhua's friend of life and death, so the matter couldn't be more obvious, Fang Yuhua would inevitably intervene in this matter, and Li Peicheng could become a friend of life and death with Fang Yuhua, I'm afraid the strength will not be much worse.

"It turns out that Daoist Li is also a fellow Daoist, but the poor Dao is blind, and I don't know which immortal mountain he is cultivating in?"

"Hehe, I barely understood the way of heaven and earth. As for the place of poor Dao cultivation, it is just a mundane mountain, and it can't enter the eyes of all Dao elders, so don't mention it. Li Peicheng smiled.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything famous, Zhu Ling hesitated slightly, and said, "This time, the poor Dao is ordered by the head patriarch to go down the mountain and ask Li Daochang about hurting my junior brother. Now that Daochang Li is a friend of Fang Zhenren, it is not good for Poor Dao to investigate too deeply, as long as Daochang Li apologizes to my junior brother, this matter will be revealed. ”

Han Zirong's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment when he heard this, he thought that this time there were two immortal-like senior brothers going down the mountain, and Li Peicheng would take off his skin if he didn't die, but he didn't expect that he just apologized painlessly. However, it is not his turn to speak on this occasion Han Zirong, and besides, Han Zirong can be regarded as a wise man now, knowing that other people's lives are good, and he and Fang Yuhua are friends of life and death, and it is good to be able to win an apology.

When Li Peicheng heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said, "This incident was caused by the disciple of your sect who insulted and injured my friend first, why did I apologize to him instead?"

Zhu Ling thought that he had made such a big concession, and he didn't treat others in his own way, Li Peicheng should know how to accept it when he saw it, but he didn't expect to fight back, and he suddenly felt anger in his heart, his face turned cold, and he said coldly: "In this way, Li Daochang wasted the skills of my Huashan sect disciple and injured his Divine Court acupoint, so he wanted to leave?"

Li Peicheng saw that Zhu Ling's attitude was tough, and he only bit his own hurtful things, but he completely ignored his own words, and secretly sneered in his heart, Brother Fang was right, the people of the Huashan faction are really strong!

"As I said, the disciples of your sect took the lead in this matter, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame the disciples of your sect for deceiving people too much, but it is just a fantasy to ask me to apologize. I hope his life is still there, otherwise I have to pay for the lives of the Han family and his son. Li Peicheng straightened up suddenly, his eyes swelled, and his whole body exuded a vast momentum, and he said coldly.

Speaking of which, Li Peicheng doesn't need to shrink his head anymore, he will fight if he wants to fight, and it is a dream to ask him to apologize to Han Zirong, the son-in-law.

Although the realm of Zhu Ling has reached the Jindan stage, under the pressure of Li Peicheng's momentum, he still feels dull in his chest and feels breathless, not to mention Zhuxi and Han Zirong.

Zhu Ling was secretly shocked, only then did he know that Li Peicheng's strength was above him, at least in the middle of Jindan, and he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, this matter seemed to be getting more and more complicated. The people in the middle of the two Jindan join forces, and I am afraid that only the ancestor of the master or the ancestor of the head of the family can win steadily.

"In that case, take your leave!" Zhu Ling is also smart, knowing that he can barely fight among the three of them, except for himself, the other two are not enough for others to see, and it is only humiliating to talk about it, only to ask the master and uncle to go down the mountain, so he turned around with his fists and prepared to leave.

"The Taoist seems to have forgotten to answer me one thing, what is the matter with my people now?" Li Peicheng said urgently.

Zhu Ling didn't expect that Li Peicheng knew that he was a disciple of Huashan, and he dared to be so aggressive, and he was furious in his heart, but this place was not Huashan, although he thought that Li Peicheng and Fang Yuhua would not dare to kill the two of them, but he still held back the raging anger in his heart.

I'm not afraid of 10,000, just in case, if this guy is crazy and really takes himself under the knife, he can only lose his surname in vain.

Zhu Ling set his eyes on Han Zirong, the kind of mortal person, a master like him naturally disdains to deal with it personally, and the aftermath was done by Han Zirong's people.

Han Zirong is not a fool, and now he naturally knows that the two senior brothers who have always thought they are very powerful are not the opponents of the two in front of him, so he can only get out of the way. Han Zirong saw that Zhu Ling looked at him, and remembered that Li Peicheng had said that if that person's surname was not there, he would speak to the father and son of the Han family, and his heart trembled suddenly, and he secretly complained bitterly, because the person's surname was no longer there.

Li Peicheng's eyes were so sharp, Han Zirong's expression changed, and he had vaguely guessed the result.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me!

Li Peicheng was grief-stricken and indignant, and a living and innocent surname was lost because of his momentary negligence.

"You, damn it!" Li Peicheng was fierce, raised his dragon claws, and grabbed Han Zirong in the air.

The wind rises on the ground, the sand flies and the trees dance wildly.

A huge suction force violently pulled Han Zirong, and before Zhu Ling and Zhu Xi could react, Han Zirong had already reached Li Peicheng's hands.

Li Peicheng's hand was like a chicken, carrying Han Zirong's neck.

Under the moonlight like water, Han Zirong's face was flushed, his eyes burst out like goldfish eyes, and his hands and feet danced in vain.

(To be continued)