Without Chen Ping'an's request, Lu Chen understood it, as if he was picking up an abandoned picture scroll for Chen Ping'an that seemed to be thrown in a bookcase.

The two monks on the top of Pomo Peak are like two gods overlooking the earth and the common people. In the field of vision, the mountains are as small as mustard seeds, and the rivers are as thin as silk threads, but the whole picture of people and things is clearly visible, and there is nothing to hide.

I saw that in this painting of mountains and rivers, there was no straw-shoe boy who had wandered here, and there was no Pei Qian who came to Hehuan Mountain from Tongyezhou, and the rest of the personnel were business as usual.

The sick man and the man who boiled the liver and intestines were still beheaded by the young Jianxiu from the Zhang clan in Tiancao County. Only the literati Hechuang and the headless female ghost holding an umbrella were left. Le town. The dark girl who goes by the pseudonym Qingni was entrusted by Zhou Qiu to the old warrior Qi Song, who had a halberd beard and frog belly, and was taken away from the town. Disciple Lu Mo accompanied him. On the cliffs of the mountain, she still saw Cheng Qian, the guardian of the country, and the man who was about to divination. Zhang Qiong, Zhang Qiong still had the taboo of divination because the girl came to the Tiankui moon event, so the old man put away the tortoise shells. Just because Lu Mo never met Lu Chen, the former female warrior who was beside the dragon girl, she has lost the great fortune that can be transferred to practice Taoism. Because Lu Chen did not go to the Dragon King of Baihua Lake In the temple, the stone turtle at the foot of the mountain still swallowed its anger. In the flower hall, the Shuyue Mansion Zhang Xiangdao's family of three, the Shui Mansion's old nest was safe, and Yu Chunzhi's mother and daughter were seated over there to entertain the distinguished guests, but they just changed some words. There is still a bit of book business spirit in the Wedgeling Ridge Palace Master, who is unwilling to go out to anyone, so he can only drink alone, and he has not been the "thumbs up", there is nothing in his sleeve, and he should be able to spend money with only a single snow. The flower and bird painting album I bought... After three rounds of wine, everyone in the house was drinking, and I didn't realize that a romantic tent was opened and laid out. The head was thrown behind the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, returned to the mountain, and sat beside her... When the time came, Qin Jue and Lao Longcheng Fu Qi of Qingxia Island had quietly left Hehuan Mountain, and the Yu Chunzhi of Xiang Daoxu and Wei Snake had already left. When she got a secret message from her heart, she found an excuse, and took her two daughters out of the flower hall, letting them meet with Yu Zhen, and immediately retreated to the family ancestral hall for refuge. Yu Youyi in the banquet hall looked complicated, and she took the initiative to meet the goddess of the mountain. After drinking a cup of wine, she attracted the gazes of the wild cultivators and the gods. The goddess of the mountain was pale and colorless, and her heart was empty. She seemed to have a premonition that disaster was coming, but she could only stare at Yu Youyi's departure. Back view. At the gate of the mountain at the border of Hehuan Mountain and Fengle Town, strange insects flock to the acacia tree like a tide, and the acacia tree that has not bloomed for many years suddenly blooms like a red umbrella. In the fog, the scribes in the crane cloak fell to the ground like a drunken drunkard, and then the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked. The falling kite and the Wuteng mountain turned over. There was no sign of a disaster that would destroy the top. Inside the Fanwan Mansion, the walls collapsed and the lichen was torn. There were countless cracks. After realizing it, she felt like Mrs. Pipa's coquettish scolding. She raised her spirits and turned the aura of the Qi Palace. She wanted to escape from the danger in the wind, but was hit by a familiar rain flag. Duan, the spirits who opened the palace on the Yuanyang Road, and the burly spirits who brought two coquettish maids here to eat and drink, were all pierced by the simple iron scorpions that were as fast as electric shocks, especially those who showed gold There is a goddess in the body, trying to join forces to prevent this disaster. Among them, Li Dang, the mountain god, is even more violent, scolding Zhao Fuyang and Yu Chunzhi, a dog and a man and a woman who are crazy, Zhang Xiangdao and a young man named "Dragon Gill". The head was beaten to pieces by Zhao Fuyang's out-of-body Yin God, Zhang Xiangdao resorted to an escape method, but was dragged back to the Powder Pill House by the Yin God, and the body, skin and sacs were ground to the ground. The officials and subordinates of the Fushui House were not able to escape. Like two snakes intertwined, the upper and lower mountains were on the ground, rolling violently, the dust covered the sky, and the area was thousands of miles away. They asked Qi Song and Zhang Yujiao to contact the various forces including the Emperor Liu of the Qingxing Kingdom. They only brought Zhang Caiqin and wanted to stop Zhao Fuyang's unscrupulous "Proving the Way". Unfortunately, the general trend has been achieved. Zhao Fuyang's expectation was that not only did he succeed in "Panshan" and become a mountain dragon in the Nascent Soul Realm, but even the Dao Lu Yu Chunzhi successfully became a Nascent Soul Tianhu just because of a full meal, but his realm was not stable yet. Showing her true body, hiding from Chengqian's attacking techniques, she can't hide it, but she will carry it hard. In order to let Zhao Fuyang take Yu Zhen and his children to escape the encirclement and suppression, she does not hesitate to fight to the death. Qian and Zhang Qiong were finally struck by Cheng Qian with several lightning strikes. Yu Chunzhi fell to the ground, and he didn't know whether to live or die. Zhao Fuyang just ran rampant. Taking the initiative to avoid its edge, the mountain flood dragon did not hurt anyone, only the female sword immortal Zhang Caiqin resolutely used the sword, and the night was as bright as day, and the dense sword light was like arrows raining down, hurting the huge head of the mountain flood dragon, but it was still a pity. Failing to stop the flight of Shan Jiao, she was hit by the tail of Jiao Jiao instead, Zhang Caiqin was smashed into the cliff at the top of Splashing Mo Peak, and when she took back her flying sword, she vomited a mouthful of blood, and could only watch in the distance. Zhao Fuyang, who was as fast as a thunderbolt, escaped from his life, and he finally escaped into a secret formation in a cave in the mountains, where he disappeared...

The scene of the scroll changed, I saw a small Taoist temple in the capital of Qingxing Kingdom, where the incense was dying, and among the rocky rock walls that were difficult to detect, there was a **** "little snake", more than a foot long, with horns on its head, and there was already a dragon. Appearance, Shan Jiao curled up, restrained the **** smell that was already shallow, closed his eyes, and began to heal his wounds. This mountain dragon has a unique cave in its belly, and Zhao Yan and the others in the Yu formation were saddened and hated to the sky. In their heart lake, a calm and calm voice of Zhao Fuyang sounded, Cheng Qian did not dare to kill your mother.

It's just that for some reason, the Fengle Town at the foot of the mountain, in this catastrophe, was like a piece of tofu on the table, and was pushed out of the battlefield by Zhao Fuyang, intentionally or unintentionally.

It's just that the mortal master's accountant at the foot of the mountain fell into the town together with the table at that time. He just fell into a mess, and none of the living people in the small town died.

Cheng Qian Yufeng hovered over the border, an old man with a youthful appearance, his face was ashen.

On the ground, Yu Chunzhi, who had passed out unconscious, sat up suddenly, she stroked her temples, her expression was calm, and she smiled sarcastically.

Including the Qingxing Kingdom, from the various gods to the monks on the mountain, to the few imperial soldiers and horses who could be said to be almost unscathed, there was an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion.

In particular, the generals of the two countries leading troops other than the Liu clan are all in the general mood. For them, this time the troops are dispatched, how about the thunder and rain, so it is good, anyway, they have gained a share of pioneering territory for nothing. As for the merits of the war, as for the Liu clan of the Qingxing Kingdom, does it count as stealing chickens without losing rice? In particular, the Jinque faction is on the green peak, and with the Zhang Clan of Tiancao County, isn't it a deadly feud with Zhao Fuyang?

Inside a carriage, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Qingxing Kingdom looked at the Three-way Precious Seal that had just been delivered, intact. What does Zhao Fuyang want to do?

The old emperor looked complicated, put down a brief espionage report at hand, pondered for a long time, and said, "I immediately send an order to imprison the fox demon Yu Chunzhi. It must be closely guarded and there must be no mistakes."

The young prince nodded and was about to get up and leave the carriage. The old emperor was worried that he didn't understand the joints. After all, it was a big deal and he couldn't go out of business, so he had to explain in detail, and patiently explained: "Don't let Cheng-Zhenzhen get angry. , killed this Hehuan Mountain Fox Immortal. In short, remember one thing, if there is any objection on the side of Chuiqing Peak, you should say that the court will hand her over to Guanhu Academy for disposal."

Yu Chunzhi was carrying an account book, which clearly recorded the criminal evidence of the group of visitors who died in Fanwan House tonight, Zhang Xiangdao of Shuyue House, Mrs. Pipa, the "big demon", and Wuteng Temple. The mountain **** Li Sang is listed here. There is a thick booklet, and the date, date, and date are well documented, and then the word "waiting" is used. .

At the same time, when Zhao Fuyang was hit by Zhang Caiqin's sword in Shan Jiao's real body, he once said a word to her with his heart, and the grievance between Hehuan Mountain and Zhang's family in Tiancao County ended here.

Therefore, this brand-new Nascent Soul Earth Immortal who was pretending that his realm was not stable from the beginning to the end, the mountain Jiao waved his tail, and controlled his strength with extreme measure, which did not hurt Zhang Caiqin's fundamentals of the Dao.

Lu Chen put away this special picture of time and smiled: "Looking back, it will be meaningless."

Obviously, the genealogy cultivator, who had the advantage on paper, lost to an extremely pure Yamazawa Yexiu.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "In this way, Cheng Qian owes Lord Yinguan two favors."

Heaven and earth have become their shapes, and there is no gap between day and night, and it is spring with things.

The human world at night is like a young boy who takes a break for a while, and will continue to travel far away just waiting for the day.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything about the fight at all, but instead asked for no reason: "Is the inspiration of Wuzhou's harmony related to your virtue?"

If Wuzhou relies on refining things alone,

Lu, even if she has the magical power of the "caster", one of the twelve high-ranking gods, she still cannot enter the fourteenth realm. No matter how many immortal soldiers there are, she still can’t make further progress. At most, she is the first person to help her stay in the Ascension Realm. , or as time goes by, the distance will become larger and larger.

"Speak carefully!"

Lu Chen was taken aback by Chen Ping's calling his name without saying anything about the morality of the rivers and lakes. He quickly waved a Taoist robe sleeve and sacrificed a secretly refined talisman, so as not to be heard by the grumpy and fierce auntie in Wuzhou. Go, misunderstand what conspiracy he has with Chen Ping'an. Fortunately, they are not in the Qingming world, and Lu Chen still has a chance to remedy it, otherwise, the crotch will be full of yellow mud. Wuzhou has always been suspicious, and she is patient and good, and she will definitely be entangled with Headmaster Lu for hundreds of years.

"How dare a poor Taoist be greedy for merit. With her tenacious Taoism and excellent aptitude, she will definitely be able to enter the Fourteen Realms or not, sooner or later."

Lu Chen raised his hand and rubbed his face, and said bitterly, "It's just a 'speaker who doesn't intend to listen to someone who has a heart'."

So Lu Chen doesn't have any kindness, and Wuzhou will never read this kind of love.

Chen Pingan continued to ask: "If I meet her on a narrow road one day, will she rely on her realm and take it by force?"

Because in this article, Lu Chen listed a series of people who were incomplete in physical form and limbs, but who were complete in morality and morality.

According to Wu Shuangjiang's statement before, the female crown of the 14th realm with the Taoist name "Taiyin" has now set her sights on Chen Ping'an, who has "execution" and "killing". Wu Shuangjiang also leaked the secret. If Yao Qing helped protect the Dao and reached a secret contract with Wuzhou, or she was carrying a white lotus root with a broken mountain halberd, the female national teacher of the Qingshen Dynasty might not be able to cross Wuzhou. This pass.

Wuzhou is indeed a ruthless person. She has refined her soul, torso, bones and flesh, and even her hair into emptiness. Thoroughly explain it, break it down and stand up. In this way, she can use a realm of emptiness to carry all things. Therefore, today's Wuzhou is "human appearance and heavenly emptiness", which is between the most human and the gods.

Lu Chen used a euphemism, "If you are a complete sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm, or you are on an equal footing with her realm, she will not embarrass you. If you meet on the road, you will nod your head and go your own way."

The implication is that as long as Chen Ping'an's realm is not enough, he will definitely not be able to keep those two ancient relics of high-ranking gods against Shangwuzhou in the future.

Intuition tells Chen Pingan that as long as he goes to Qingming World, he will definitely meet Wuzhou before arriving at Baiyujing, and when the two meet, it will definitely not be too harmonious.

Bai Yujing's headmaster Lu is a little better, as long as anyone asks for advice humbly, Lu Chen will definitely respond with sincere words.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed a stone on the ground. The so-called formation was just a trick for the young man with the sword behind his back. The sword boy is bluffing, and it is the same as the empty sheath. Even if the straw sandal boy is just a clone of Chen Ping'an, how can he not know a few swordsmanship?

"Although it is difficult for gods to catch noon fish."

Lu Chen weighed the stones and said with a smile, "But that extremely hard-to-find fish that slipped through the net was still found by Pindao."

Chen Ping'an had a little accident, and found his whereabouts so quickly?

Lu Chen resolutely said: "The poor man is very accurate, and his identity has been confirmed, this son will be a great weapon!"

Chen Ping'an asked, "Do you plan to take him as a heir and bring him back to Baiyujing to cultivate in Nanhua City, or to keep him in Haoran and let Cao Rong and other disciples help him watch?"

Lu Chen threw the stone in his hand out of the cliff, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. He has come to a fork in the road now. What should he do next? Pindao wants to wait and see."

After a moment of silence, Lu Chen looked strange, waved his hand and shook it, just like chasing mosquitoes, as if he wanted to dispel the haze in his heart, and asked casually, "Don't ask who?"

It turned out that Zhao Fuyang of Hehuan Mountain first kept a portrait of Lu Zhangjiao privately and built a lotus Taoist crown. He sincerely thought that one day, he would be able to travel the world as a Taoist priest in the line of Baiyujing Nanhuacheng. .

Then there is Cheng Qian, the contemporary head of the Jinque faction, because of these two little things, he has murderous intentions towards Zhao Fuyang. On that day, next to the old Patriarch of the Zhang family in Cao County, a gritted sentence "There is no such thing, this is why." Those who obey will die for their sins.”

Pindao thank you.

Does this count as the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked? There's no reason, it can't be, the poor road is out of the house, and has always formed a good relationship and maintained a decent body.

Chen Ping'an shook his head, but instead asked about the talisman that Lu Chen had held before, "Does this talisman have a name?"

Lu Chen put his mind away and said with a smile, "The tentative name is 'see you back', which is the exact opposite of opening the bow without turning back the arrow. In fact, 'regret medicine' is also a good name."

Lu Chen smiled and asked, "If you had known that Zhao Fuyang would do this, would you have come here with your real body?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Lu Chen is well aware of this, and has a doubt that has troubled Chen Ping'an for a long time. Unfortunately, after so many years, there is still no teacher who can convince himself or the teacher to persuade the students. That's why Chen Ping'an asked Zhou Qiuhe before. Liu Tie's question, I hope to solve it from a different angle.

One thing, the same process and the same result, different people do it, what is the difference.

It's a pity that Liu Tie, the old and rude, answered the question, but Zhou Qiu was worried and did not want to speak her true thoughts.

Lu Chen said softly: "A person who is not strong enough in his heart, frequent self-examination and self-denial will only make people weaker."

"Be content with being a person, and know enough about doing things, that's all."

Chen Ping'an squatted down, took out the red wine gourd that had been dependent on each other for many years, took a sip of wine, and said indifferently, "Be careful."

Lu Chen turned his head to look, and in front of him was Chen Ping'an, with a slender figure and a clear air, wearing a golden crown, a blue gauze robe, holding a white jade ganoderma lucidum, and stepping on cloud shoes.

With the boy in straw sandals carrying a sword in the Fenwan Mansion, the two sides do not talk about appearance, but temperament, and they are also completely different.

The term "reborn" was originally a Taoist language, and it is very suitable for them when used in them.

Every avatar of Chen Ping'an has some deep meaning. For example, the one in front of him is probably the "original appearance" of an earth immortal cultivator. If the natal porcelain was not broken when he was young, or he left Lizhudongtian early, Being absorbed by Zongmen and Immortal Mansion as the direct descendant of the ancestral hall, or just waiting for the weather to change later, the young man in the mud bottle alley can take advantage of the situation, seize a few opportunities of Taoism, and practice all the way smoothly, gradually fade away The earthy breath was replaced by a full body of Dao Qi.

And the thin sword bearer was probably a young man from Ni Pingxiang who had never spent money on a mountain. He simply relied on a boxing manual to enter the room, and his fists were on the upper body, so he embarked on a pure martial arts path. In the arena, one might join the army like a certain bearded ranger, wandering around, and then return to the roots, or learn from a certain Song predecessor and accumulate a family business early.

As for the temple in Yuzhou, the scholar in the Confucian robe, who is holding a mountain stick and climbing the mountain to watch the clouds rise, may be a reading seed who has neither practiced Taoism nor martial arts. They can fly high, return home in fine clothes, and shine on the lintel, or they may be depressed, or relegated or resign, return to the forest and spring, and enjoy the flowers and the moon.

Chen Ping'an was limited by the current Nascent Soul realm and talisman family wealth, and it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, so the seven avatars created were not high in the realm of monks and warriors.

It was Lu Chen's side, who was one of the two "Chen Ping'an" hiding in the shadows as the prime minister. He was willing to spend his money. He used a piece of cyan talisman paper, which was extremely scarce, so he could create a golden body. Jing Wufu's skeleton and equipment, I believe that the other Chen Ping'an should be a golden elixir. If Lu Chen didn't guess, it must be a burly, five-five and three-thick rough appearance, which makes people look like the kind of mess. The arrogant man is actually a qi trainer with several flying swords. On the other hand, Pomo Peak is a mountain fairy who looks like a fairy, if anyone thinks that the monk's body is ugly

Weak, trying to fight in close quarters will only fall down the stove.

Perhaps in the eyes of the monks at the top of the mountain, Chen Pingan's cautious actions are all funny tricks.

The monks on the mountain who can see the truth, except for the monks in Wuzhou who had a great road dispute with Chen Ping'an, are an exception. If they were replaced by ordinary Ascension Realms, there were also a few "Young Hidden" who could not engrave the city head. Officer" seriously.

The title of Hidden Official carries a lot of weight, especially the prefix "young" is even more terrifying.

Just like the battle of Chen Ping'an in Tuoyue Mountain, on the top of the mountain, the victory and defeat have been divided, the dust has settled, and the culprit of the big demon who is responsible for guarding Tuoyue Mountain, this hidden Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator, a head was It is inevitable that he will be unwilling to cut, and feel that Chen Ping'an relies on a realm obtained out of thin air, and relies on that long sword and pure divinity, which belongs to the incompetence of victory.

At that time, Chen Ping'an only used a truth to convince the first disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain.

Generally speaking, if Chen Ping'an had his leisurely age, he would not have seen Chen Ping'an's people in that questioning sword.

At this moment, the night was dark, and Zhao Fuyang in the dense mansion showed a majestic dharma image, standing on the temple of Falling Yuanshan, and said angrily: "Cheng Qian, Zhang Qiong, don't deceive people too much!"

After careful planning and planning so far, everyone knows that there are thousands and thousands of calculations. No matter how Zhao Fuyang can't count the retreat, he is about to officially refine the mountain.

On the far side of the stone cliff, the real head of the Jinque faction and the head of the Zhang family in Tiancao County only felt that Zhao Fuzun was very reasonable.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "One side was scolded righteously, and the other side was scolded not to be wronged, and was beaten upright."

In the sea of ​​​​clouds, a Xiancha ferry disappeared, and the ancestor of Xiangjun took Wen Jingshen and the old woman on board, used a magic power to shrink the earth, and came to the gate of Hehuan Mountain.

Wen carefully saw the acacia tree that was densely packed with insects, and then raised his head to look at Zhao Fuyang's angry dharma image on the top of the mountain, and said with a smile, "What kind of trouble is this."

The ancestor of Xiangjun still did not explain his intention to them, and he did not choose to ride the wind, but just hiked up the mountain.

A young accountant stood on the table and looked at the three unwelcome uninvited guests. The accountant winced, his teeth chattered, and he was speechless.

Wen carefully released a little fist, and there was a sound of firecrackers on the mountain road. From time to time, he glanced at the top of the mountain and asked casually: "Master Xiangjun, such a notorious Jindan Yexiu, anyway, is full of evil, why not kill him?"

The patriarch Xiangjun remained silent, trying his best to stabilize his mind.

The patriarch who could only pay homage to one or two through the portraits hung in the Lingfei Temple in the past, may now be somewhere in the mountains, so she couldn't help but be very nervous.

The memory is still fresh. After she became a direct disciple when she was young, Master Cao Rong took her to the Zu Shi Tang for the first time to pay homage to the hanging statue of the ancestor. Respect as gods.

But it's also possible that the patriarch just issued a decree to her master and asked her to come here with Wen carefully. Maybe that headmaster is far away in the sky, watching the mountains and rivers here?

She took a deep breath and reminded the two behind her with a heartfelt voice, "We'll talk about it when we arrive at Fanwan Mansion."

The old woman is even more worried, and she doesn't know why the ancestor of the ancestors around her chose to settle here.

However, Xing Zi, who is the master of Qingjing Peak, has thought about it, and his Jinxian Temple has a clear conscience, and he has no entanglement with Zhao Fuyang, the mountain master here. In this case, he is not afraid of the shadow. With Zhao Fuyang, as long as you see tricks and tricks, you must not be without three hundred taels of silver here.

Zhao Fuyang looked down and was shocked and worried at first. He recognized the old woman from Jinxian'an's lineage, and then added the Taoist crown on the head of the female cultivator. Zhao Fuyang quickly settled down in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and put away the dharma image. Putting on a Taoist robe and wearing the lotus crown that has been treasured for many years, he only took off the Taoist crown very quickly, and only showed himself in the attire of a Taoist priest from the Jinxian'an lineage. He came to the mountain road and made a bow. He said respectfully, "Zhao Fuyang, a disobedient disciple of Jinxian'an's lineage, pays respect to the ancestor of Shang Zong Xiangjun, Master Wen Xian, and to the master of Xingfeng."

Patriarch Xiangjun frowned, as if puzzled.

No wonder Zushi Lu asked himself to come to Hehuan Mountain, hoping to help Zhao Fuyang get out of the siege?

At this point, Xing Zi immediately explained to the patriarch Xiangjun, saying that Zhao Fuyang was indeed a disciple of the Jinque Sect in his early years, and he was also a private disciple of a certain master. Yang's root identity made a big fuss, and Zhao Fuyang didn't want to hurt the reputation of the uncle, so he left the Jinque faction in a fit of rage.

The patriarch of Xiangjun nodded, said nothing about it, and said: "The few of us, first cast a blindfold, and go to the mansion to take a seat."

She then asked Zhao Fuyang to fetch the gift list.

Even though Zhao Fuyang was in a state of impatience, he still remained silent. He went to the foot of the mountain to ask Mr. Accountant for a booklet, and then returned to the mountain road, bowing his head and offering it with both hands.

During this round trip, Zhao Fuyang guessed that as the host, the reason why he couldn't move the mountain was because he was manipulated by the female crown, the master of the Taoist palace? Remind yourself that you don't need to fight? Don't you want to hurt each other's "friendship" with Cheng Qian, who is also a disciple of Lingfei Palace going down the mountain?

Patriarch Xiangjun flipped through the ceremony very quickly. Holding the booklet, she deliberately chose an angle. When she turned to the last page, she was suddenly shocked.

Quickly closing the booklet, she sighed softly in her heart, but her eyes became quietly hot.

really! In the last column, the names of the three guests are written, Chen Ren, Zheng Qian, and Taoist Lu Chen.

According to the gift list, the gift is... spending money on two snows per hand?

As expected of his own ancestor Lu, he really likes to play the world.

I just don't know where Chen Ren and Zheng Qian are sacred?

Could it be that the female master under the pseudonym Zheng Qian, Pei Qian of Luopo Mountain?

In the same way, Chen Ren, is that the pseudonym of the young hidden official?

In an instant, the Women's Crown of the Upper Five Realms appeared a little dazed. When she looked down again, there was only "Taoist Lu Chen" on the gift list.

The ancestor of Xiangjun, who was stripped of some memories, didn't realize it. She just put the book in her sleeve silently and said, "The three of us are visiting tonight, and Zhao Fuzun doesn't have to make a public statement."

Zhao Fuyang bowed his head and took the lead. Saying it is not necessary, it is not.

After they entered the Fanwan Mansion, the Patriarch Xiangjun asked Zhao Fuyang to take care of her own affairs. When she finally stopped, she just glanced at it and was a little disappointed, just because she could not see the Patriarch Lu, yes, Patriarch Lu If she really wanted the real person not to show her face, she would only meet each other without knowing each other.

At this moment, she only felt that in the banquet halls, everyone seemed to be like Lu Zushi.

When Zhao Fuyang returned to the family ancestral hall, the Taoist companion Yu Chunzhi was unable to keep his soul, and he couldn't make it through the mountain. A few Zhao Yan in the Yu formation were also at a loss, and they looked at each other without saying a word.

The patriarch Xiangjun thought for a while, and chose a relatively secluded side hall. He took Wen Jingshen and Xing Zi to sit at an empty table. On the adjacent table, sat a young man with a sword on his back, whose eyes were higher than the top. It was a young woman with her hair in a bun, with freckles on her face, a bony ghost who looked like a scribe in a crane cloak, and a bald-headed monk with a barely-there appearance.

Regarding the secret biography on the top of the mountain, the headmaster Lu of Baiyujing has a great relationship with the real person of the white bone. Could it be that the seemingly low-level dead bone at the next table is some kind of hint from the ancestor, right?

Xiangjun couldn't help but looked at it and counted his eyes. The scribe in the crane cloak smiled and nodded to the strange female cultivator. The patriarch of Xiangjun became more and more suspicious. Could it be this person in front of him, really?

The old woman sat upright and carefully guessed the intention of the Patriarch Xiangjun for this trip. After Wen carefully sat down, she was even more confused, and she gathered her voice and said in a secret voice: "Patriarch Xiangjun, what is this for?"

In fact, Xiang Jun didn't have a definite idea at the moment. She was only thinking about whether the Hechuang scribe was or not. She had to perfunctorily say, "I have my own plans here, you can eat and drink as you please."

After hesitating for a long time, she dared to speak in a calm tone as much as she could, and asked the ghost in the grave with a string of military talismans and jade pendants hanging from her belt, "Dare to ask, who are you?"

Palace Master Bai found out that he was actually approached by a young and beautiful female cultivator. He just thought it was time to move, and he felt itchy, but in the end, he believed that he had read the book of sages and habitually put on airs and coughed a few times. Daochang Lu showed a sour text that he seemed to be able to learn and use it by chance, so he casually wrote a sentence with the female cultivator, "When we meet by chance, why do you need to ask your name, and you have doubts about wine, and you should also doubt yourself."