Qingfeng took Jing Wujie to play in this back mountain, and along the way introduced the scenery of Canglang Mountain to Jing Wujie, he was fascinated by it, and Jing Wujie also told Qingfeng interesting stories in the countryside. The two are of the same age, and they can chat together, it is really like a friend at first sight, and they are intimate for a while.

Ma Hu and Fang Zhuo here talked about the past in one after another, and they were also full of emotion when they talked about their youth.

"More than twenty years have passed in a flash, but Brother Fang Dao is well maintained, and now he is still in the prime of life, and I have become a bad old man!" Ma sighed uncontrollably.

"I can only say that I am an idle cloud wild crane, except for one thing, I have never bothered!" Fang Zhuo shook the fan in his hand, and his joy could not be concealed, "Originally, I pinched my fingers a few days ago, and I had good luck, but today I am really happy to see that you are here, and your nephew is called Unbounded!

"That, what Brother Fang Dao is referring to, isn't it still gambling?" Ma Hu asked in surprise.

"Yes, you and I met in the casino, and I also know my temperament, I have this hobby all my life, since it is this good omen today, then I will go and fight again tonight, and get back what I have lost!" Fang Zhuo's eyes lit up, releasing a strong fighting intent.

Ma Hu's body that was sitting upright immediately sat on the bamboo chair, he remembered that when he and Fang Zhuo first met, he had just come out to travel the rivers and lakes, and he was already shy in his pocket, he wanted to rely on some small skills or Taoism to play some tricks in the casino to earn some money, who expected that the skills were not perfect, and he met the casino master, although he was not discovered, but he also lost and wanted to sell himself, at this time Fang Zhuo, who was on the same stage, helped himself and paid off the gambling debts owed.

And this Fang Zhuo is even more fond of gambling, with exquisite skills, and won a lot of silver in the gambling house with his gambling skills alone. Unexpectedly, the gambling village sent a lot of thugs to surround the two, the two were still young at that time, such a street fight, more people beat fewer people, naturally they had to suffer, Ma Hu blocked a lot of punches and kicks for Fang Zhuo, since then the two have been as close as brothers, and then they have something to do before they separated, this difference is more than 20 years.

Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, this Fang Zhuo still loves gambling so much, but he is not good at talking about others, three years ago, it was not because he owed gambling debts, and he would find an excuse to overtake the seven young sons because he had to repay the money, but it really attracted Zhang Yao, who raised ghosts. It's just that he didn't say all this explicitly.

"I'm not afraid of Brother Ma Dao's jokes, originally this Canglang Mountain area is my family's property, thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, I got this fief, but when I came here, I lost, let the head of the Xuanjian Sect win this place, and set up a faction here, leaving only this piece of back mountain for me to inhabit, and then I told him that I would also set up a faction here, and he also allowed it, but he didn't expect it, I took a Hanging Sword Gate and did it with him!" Fang Zhuo was also very happy when he said this, and laughed.

"Is that Daoist Brother Fang a true Taoist or a fake Taoist?" Ma Hu was also surprised when he heard this.

"Of course it's a true Taoist, more than 20 years ago, there were as many as six or seven Taoist sects on this Canglang Mountain, and the aura of this place was also the same as the aura, and I was happy to collect a rent, but later after gambling with the Ling Cangdao chief, I lost this land to him piece by piece, and those sects were driven away by our union, and only the Xuanjian Gate of Ling Cangdao was left, and the reputation of this Xuanjian Gate was also in full swing, and gradually became the first Taoist sect of this Anzhou Mansion, although I almost lost the industry, but I also learned a lot from the head of the Xuanjian Gate, and there are many Taoist methods that I have won, although I am very talented, but if you don't want to study hard, you can't improve this cultivation! But it's no problem at all to register in the government and start a sect!" In front of the old man, Fang Zhuo was not afraid to reveal his old roots.

"It turns out that Brother Fang Dao inherited the Xuanjian Sect, and later founded his own sect and established the Hanging Sword Sect!" Ma Hu pondered the mixed reputation of the Hanging Sword Sect that was circulating in the rivers and lakes, it turned out that this was the case. Some say that the Hanging Sword Gate is a Taoist unity, and some say that the Hanging Sword Gate is a liar, and the reason comes from here.

"This is not true, I don't have a master of the Xuanjian Sect, I have exchanged the Dao art for a piece of land, a piece of land, in exchange for a spell! Either I won it, can this be called a master's inheritance? This is a business! You see why I am not old yet, I just relied on my own to win the beauty technique! Could it be that my handsome face was given by the so-called master?" Fang Zhuo smiled proudly. "Okay, let's not talk about this, I'm very happy today, you are a lucky star! I'm going to fight him again! I'm going to take back my ancestral land!"

"Then Brother Fang Dao, a victory!" Ma Hu said, not knowing how to talk to this old man anymore, and secretly sighed that this is the same as himself, an old and unorthodox person.

And it was getting late, and the only old servant who was still following Fang Zhuo also prepared a meal, the ingredients taken on the spot in the Canglang Mountains, the sake brewed from the mountain spring water, and the wonderful craftsmanship of the old servant, a few people also ate comfortably. Especially Jing Wujie, after eating five bowls of rice in a row, he touched his mouth and was addicted.

And what made Ma Hu speechless was that Xiao Liu came over, a wild monkey that was dirty on weekdays, but it was washed clean, his hair was shiny, his eyes were bright, and he was still a very beautiful monkey. Could it be that he ran into the woods just now, maybe he took the time to bathe in the mountain spring first, and he didn't come back with a monkey, but also brought several monkeys back, seeing that the relationship was so close, how long has it been!

After Fang Zhuo arranged for the guests to stay, he gave Qingfeng a word or two and then went out, it seemed that he was planning to fight the head of the Xuanjian overnight. It's just that he doesn't seem to have anything to lose.

Ma Hu couldn't sleep at night, he didn't know if he was wrong or right at this step, he went out with Jing Wujie like this, but there was no good result, which made him feel very guilty.

And Jing Wujie can't sleep, he and Qingfeng sleep in the same room, although he hasn't yet worshiped the mountain gate, but what he saw and encountered today made him extremely excited, Qingfeng is also a teenager, he has never had a playmate, this is a simple boy of the same age as himself, and he still has some knowledge, and he is also very happy to talk about each other, this chat, it will be dawn.

When the day dawned, everyone got up, and although they didn't sleep much, the air in the mountains was fresh and pleasant, and no one felt tired. Jing Wujie also said that he must enter the Hanging Sword Gate, let Qing Feng be his senior brother, and Fang Zhuo be his master. Qingfeng expressed a warm welcome, and he will have a playmate in the future.

At this time, the old servant also boiled the mountain porridge and invited them to come and have breakfast.

At this time, Fang Zhuo also came back, with two big dark circles under his eyes, his face was haggard and depressed, and he was more than ten years old overnight.

Qingfeng sensed that something was wrong first, and immediately stepped forward to support the master who was about to fall.

When Fang Zhuo saw Qing Feng, he cried: "Feng'er, the master can't stand you!"

"It's okay, master, we cultivators, don't be happy or sad!" This Qingfeng spoke, with a maturity that did not match his age.

"It was just a little bit close, the master could win back the entire mountain, but in the second half of the night, the master also lost the land we lived in!" Fang Zhuo threw away Qing Feng's hand and sat on the ground sobbing incessantly.

"Without this mountain gate, we just happen to travel all over the world!" Qingfeng disagreed.

"However, the master has also lost you!" Saying this, Fang Zhuo didn't dare to look at Qing Feng.

Qingfeng's hand also froze there, "The master lost you too!" This sentence echoed in his mind repeatedly, did the master take me as a bet to lose to others?

But Qingfeng's expression didn't change much, and he said indifferently after a while: "My life was given by the master, and I was raised by the master, so the master naturally has the right to deal with it!"

Fang Zhuo immediately got up from the ground, grabbed Qing Feng's hand and asked, "You really don't blame the master?"

Qingfeng nodded and mumbled.

"Xuanjian Sect is orthodox after all, and Feng'er, your talent is far above that of your master, you deserve a better teacher!Master, I have already lost everything, and I don't deserve to be your master anymore!" Fang Zhuo said with shame.

"That's true! With Qingfeng's talent, following you is indeed buried! Hurry up and hand him over to me! You can go!"

A person dressed in a white robe, stepping on a giant sword, roared to the top of the courtyard, the person fell, the sword was collected, the action was elegant and chic, and the person who came was the head of the Xuanjian Gate, Ling Cangzhen.

"Edgeworth Flying!" exclaimed.

Jing Wujie's eyes also widened, the real master came.

Domineering!

It is the first impression given by this Ling Cangzhen person, tiger eyes and sword eyebrows, not angry and self-imposing, with a high voice and posture, and a beard of four feet long, which is very majestic. Between the eyebrows, there is a strange white mark on the forehead, which is the star mark that can only be formed after becoming a star warrior, a symbol of identity and realm.

Fang Zhuo's face changed when he heard Ling Cangzhen's words, like this, he still said that it was okay, and if he said it from someone else's mouth, the meaning would be completely different, and he would drive him out now, "Ling Cang, don't deceive people too much!"

"Did I deceive you? You made a bet with me and lost your inheritance, but you still taught you Taoism, and you never apprenticed to a teacher, did I care? You learned Taoism, and you made a hanging sword gate next to my mountain gate to deceive, have I ever held you responsible? If you were my apprentice, I would have expelled you from the sect a long time ago! Now that you have lost everything, what face do you have here! Do you want me to drive you away?"

Ling Cang Zhenren said in a stern voice, it seemed that he really refused to leave any face to Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo smiled bitterly, "That's right, it's all my own fault, I want my ancestors to worship the first grade, to my father's generation, although they are no longer officials, but still have a big family, and when it comes to me, the huge family business is ruined by me! I deserve it!"

"Qingfeng, follow Ling Cang's head well, you will definitely become a powerful monk, Brother Ma, let you see the joke, please forgive me for not being considerate, Uncle Zhong, I still have some silver taels in my room, enough for you to retire, you, go home and retire!" After Fang Zhuo finished explaining, he turned over and rode on the back of the crane and walked away.

"It's a decisive one!" Ling Cang Zhenren sighed. "It's a pity that he is so talented, how can he fall so deep in gambling, don't you know how to cheat nine out of ten bets?"

Ma Hu, Jing Wujie, Qingfeng, and the old servant Zhongbo, all four of them were in a daze in this courtyard, Ling Cang Zhenren scolded Fang Zhuo with a word, and he didn't know how their grievances over the years were formed.

"Qingfeng, come with me, the Xuanjian Gate is where you belong!" said Ling Cangdao Elder as he looked at Qingfeng.

Qing Feng nodded and walked towards Ling Cangdao Chief, still unable to see his expression.

"Brother Qingfeng, I want to be with you!" Jing Wujie suddenly shouted.

Daoist Ling Cang turned his head to look at Jing Wujie, then at Ma Hu, and asked, "What sect does this fellow Daoist from?

Ma Hu shook his head, and immediately saluted and said, "If you go back to the real person in charge, I am a traveling doctor in the countryside, and I occasionally learned some tricks and techniques, but I can't get on the stage, this kid is my nephew, and I hope that the real person in charge can also accept this kid!"

"It turned out to be a country monk, your nephew's bones are not surprising, the heavenly spirit is not full, and he has the appearance of attracting ghosts, and the gray clouds of Yintang have just dispersed, either he is seriously ill or has been haunted by ghosts, and he is not suitable for him!" Ling Cangdao took a closer look at Wang Youcai, and immediately came to a conclusion.

Ma Hu was drenched in cold sweat when he said this, it seemed that this Ling Cangdao had reached the realm of acquaintance, and he could see at a glance that all the ghosts had followed, and when he was still about to plead, Qing Feng spoke, "Let him also enter the Xuanjian Gate!"

Daoist Ling Cang didn't think about it, and said directly, "Okay, it's okay to go to the mountain gate and be a miscellaneous disciple!"

"Thank you Heavenly Master yet, thank you Senior Brother Qingfeng!" Ma Hu was as happy as a child when he heard this, and let Jing Wujie thank him and bow again.

He knew that this Ling Cang Zhenren was powerful, he hadn't seen the sword technique for a long time, and his master would know this technique at that time, but the master couldn't fly far, and the physiognomy was much stronger than himself.

There is also a fact that I immediately knew the characteristics of Jing Wujie, but I came to the conclusion after observing it for a long time, although I didn't like this Ling Cangzhen's person, but Jing Wujie's desire to seek the Tao was too strong, and I didn't know other Taoist friends, since I had this origin, I couldn't miss this opportunity to enter his sect.

Ma Hu didn't notice it, Xiao Liu was hiding in a corner of the yard, shivering.

On the second day, at the foot of Canglang Mountain, Ma Hu and Jing Wujie were reluctant to separate, the two of them and a monkey were crying and laughing, and after a long time, Ma Hu was cross-minded and left with Xiaoliu. Left behind the thorn unbounded who was still crying.

Since then, there has been no one around him who cares about him.

You have to rely on yourself.