Chapter 03 Meeting Guests

Mei Xiangxue listened to Liang Xiangling's narrative, recalled it for a while in her mind and frowned, "At that time, when I was in the sword fighting platform with your brother, I really felt that he was a little strange. He looked at my eyes at that time..."

Hearing her say this, Liang Xiangling couldn't help laughing and asked her, "Do you know why he looked at you like that?"

Mei Xiangxue suddenly became interested and asked, "Why?"

Liang Xiangling stopped smiling and said, "At that time, he felt that your eyes were terrible. There was a feeling of being overwhelmed by your eyes. Later, he suddenly thought of scaring you with the same eyes. As a result, he couldn't pretend to be your eyes, and it became what you saw."

Hearing this, Mei Xiangxue couldn't help but bend down with a smile and said, "Your brother is very interesting! There are a lot of ideas."

Liang Xiangling nodded and smiled, "Of course, a child has a lot of ideas."

Liang Xiangling told her about this and couldn't help recalling some of the past. Another sadness surged into her heart. She sighed and stopped talking.

Mei Xiangxue didn't notice the change of her expression and said, "Your brother is still a good man!" At that time, he saw that his junior sister was attacked by my fifth brother and rushed up to beat my fifth brother to death without thinking about it. It could be seen that he liked his sister very much. I can also imagine how much it has hit him that your little sister is a demon spy.

Liang Xiangling nodded slightly and whispered, "Indeed, I'm still sad to think of the way he was stimulated by that woman. He was almost stimulated crazy at that time."

Only then did Mei Xiangxue notice the change of her expression and immediately changed the topic. She pointed to the street downstairs and said, "You are unhappy about this matter. Let's not talk about it. Shall we go to the night market in Yueyang City? It's also very annoying to practice Taoism in the room all day.

Liang Xiangling had no objection and walked down the Yueyang Building with her.

Although the night market in Yueyang City is also lively, it is not as crowded as the morning market, because almost all the children of rich families visit the night market. Obviously, there are not as many such people as ordinary people. They have nothing to do and don't need to go to bed early and get up early to make a living. Liang Xiangling and Mei Xiangxue, two beautiful women, walked in the market, which inevitably caused these rich men to stop to watch and make a sensation. Fortunately, no one came up to talk to them. Otherwise, the two women would be unhappily out of their swords. The first floor in Yueyang may collapse.

The second day, the five people in Taiqing Palace got up. After washing and eating, they did not retreat to the guest room. They walked together to the Dongting Lake outside the city and hid among the woods by the lake, looking into the distance from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

While the five people were waiting peacefully, a few roars suddenly came from the sky. Looking up, the sky flashed with a red and a green light. A moment later, two rays fell in front of the five people, and a burst of light flashed, showing two figures.

Standing on the left is a tall, handsome man, 256 years old, wearing a red robe and holding a red fairy sword in his hand. On the right is a young handsome young man, dressed in a moon white shirt and a lavender robe. His appearance is gentle and elegant, but he is faintly free and unrestrained. The fairy sword in his hand flashes with lightning.

Chang Matsuko smiled and came out more and more. He came forward to see the ceremony and said, "Matsuko, the chief of Taiqing Palace, welcome you two!"

The purple-robed man also smiled and said politely, "Brother Nagamatsuzi, you don't have to be polite. Last time I visited Taiqing Palace, I also met him a few times." He turned around and looked at the four people behind Changmatsuzi, his eyes stayed on Liang Xiangling for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid that there are still some people who don't know me. They are disciples in Yanshan, whose surnamed Chen Mingliang."

This person is the young leader of the Yanshan School. He is the only son of Chen Jichang, the head of the Yanshan School. He is known as the first disciple of the second generation of the Yanshan School. At a young age, his cultivation is already unfathomable. He is also passed down by the Yanshan School Zhenshan Sword "Running Thunder", which is highly valued by the teachers and has an unlimited future.

Three years ago, Chen Jichang, the head of Yanshan, was killed by the demon religion when he met with Bagong Mountain. His father, Chen Jingbai, who is also Chen Liang's grandfather, felt lonely and became the head of Yanshan again, leading Yanshan to compete with the magic religion.

After Chen Liang finished introducing himself, he pointed to the man in red beside him and introduced, "This is Xiang Chong, a disciple of the Shaohua School."

Chen Liang was quite polite, but Xiang Chong looked arrogant and only said gently "um" as a courtesy.

Several people in Taiqing Palace looked at him with a proud face and ignored him. They stood behind without saying a sound. Only Chang Songzi took the initiative to greet him, "It turned out to be Xiang Chong, the eldest disciple of Wei Yuan, the head of the Shaohua School, who has been looking forward to his name for a long time!"

He stared at the red fairy sword in his hand for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Xiang, since he got the Shaohua Zhenshan divine sword 'Yitian Zhenhun Sword', he must inherit the position of leader. Congratulations!"

Xiang Chong was praised by him before he bowed to see the salute and said with a polite smile: "Brother Nagamatsu is flattered. The position of leader has to be sharpened before he can succeed. At present, the Shaohua faction still needs to rely on his mentor to take care of it."

"Thunder Sword" and "Yitian Zhenhun Sword" ranked fifth and sixth respectively in the top ten famous sword scores. Since the division commanders of the two factions are willing to hand over these extremely valuable divine soldiers to them, it can be seen that these two people's cultivation must be profound and have the ability to keep the treasures of this town.

After getting to know each other, Chen Liang gathered seven people and discussed: "This action of the Demon Sect is quite significant, and many masters will be transferred, so now we only need to do investigation work to see if there are demon disciples nearby, and we can't scare snakes. In a few days, Grandpa will invite the monks of Yunlin Temple in Jiuhua Mountain to come in person. At that time, we will act when our power is strong. In addition, there is also a Jiaolong Hall, one of the four branches of the Magic Gate Holy Dragon Sect. We need to be more careful in our actions and must not reveal our identity at will.

The long pine nuts nodded slightly and suggested, "In this case, our investigation work should be done at night. We should try not to come out during the day. We should find an inn to stay and rest."

Chen Liang had no objection and said, "Just do what Brother Changsongzi said. We hide in Yueyang City and come here to gather at night."

After the five people in the Taiqing Palace left, Xiang Chen and the two remained still. For a moment, Xiang Chong asked Chen Liang, "Brother Chen, what do you think of these five people in the Taiqing Palace?"

Chen Liang was silent for a moment and said lightly, "Naturally, there is nothing to say about cultivation, but the elegant and handsome Taoist priest is very unusual."

Xiang Chong nodded and said, "I also think the young Taoist priest is unfathomable. In addition, can you see the sword of a woman and a man? It is the 'Ice Soul Cold Light Sword' and 'Nanming Li Fire Sword'. The famous sword is clearly ranked seventh and eighth, second only to the Zhenshan sword of our two families. Taiqing Palace is very unusual!"

"Yes." Chen Liang whispered second.

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In the afternoon, the sun is in the sky. Although it is early summer, the weather is also unusually hot.

In the pine forest, several tea guests sat sparsely in the teahouse of the tea stall. A sixteen or seven-year-old girl in green walked through the tea table and served tea for the tea guests. The old man who made tea made two pots of tea, put them cold on the table, and then sat down to stroke the piano to cheer up the tea guests.

At a tea table, there sat an old man and a young man. The old man was a Taoist priest, with a withered face, white hair, and a dark green Taoist robe, which was washed away. The little one is a teenager, about ten years old, with thin eyebrows and lips, thin cheeks, a moon-white shirt and a light green belt around his waist.

This old man is a real person and Yan Ji. At present, he is looking for a ghost doctor in Xiaoxiang. At noon, the weather is dry and hot, so he found a tea stall to drink some herbal tea to quench his thirst.

Although the childishness on the teenager's cheeks has not been removed, there is no childishness in his eyes, and there is a feeling of vicissitudes in it, as if he has experienced many, many.

In a blink of an eye, it has been three years since Yan Ji left Qingzhu Xianju. What he has experienced is enough to make him grow up and mature. The slightly vicissitudes of eyes are full of faint indifference, which means that he is no longer the innocent child of Qingzhu Xianju, and he is no longer the infatuated man who is full of self-confidence and wants to protect his sister for a lifetime.

Maybe he will never make such a promise easily, because now he feels that his behavior is a little naive.

Maybe everyone, recalling their vows when they fell in love, will feel that they were very naive at that time, especially those who had lost.

"Eat some pancakes," Guang Yizhen took out two pieces of pancakes from the package and said, "There is only tea in this tea stall. If you eat some dry cakes and eat them with tea, you won't feel dry."

Older people are more careful than younger people, especially when taking care of younger people, and very small things will not be ignored.

Yan Ji took over the pancake, and his heart suddenly felt warm and felt more cordial with his master. In his heart, the image of the master's superior immortal has faded a lot, because he is closer to the master.

"Master, you can also eat some!" Yan Ji handed a pancake to Guangyi Zhenren.

"Idiot," Guang Yizhen smiled and said, "It's good that you have a heart. You know that you don't have to be so careful as a teacher without the help of grains."

Yan Ji immediately remembered that Master had extraordinary achievements in the "gushu". He had lived in Qingzhu Xianju for four years and had never seen him eat and drink water.

He smiled bitterly a few times, as if he was a little hypocritical. He knew that the master had been able to open the valley, but he was still so many-hearted.

Guangyi Zhenren is also smiling and speechless. This should not be over-hearted. It is a very natural concern. As a teacher, he can naturally understand.

Cough..." But the old man who stroked the piano coughed, and the movement in his hand stopped, and the sound of the piano stopped.

The girl in blue hurried over and patted the old man on the back, looking extremely worried,

He shouted nervously, "Grandpa, how are you? Does it matter?"

Guangyi looked at the old man and asked Yan Ji, "Xiaoyan, are you still proficient in the four piano songs I taught you?"

Yan Ji nodded and said, "I'm still proficient!"