"Thank you for telling me this, it's not early, I'll go back first. Luo Changfeng patted Luo Feng's shoulder, turned around and walked in the direction of the main hall.

Today, he visited all of Huashan, and it took him most of the day, and it was almost time for him to go back to practice Zixia Gong.

Luo Feng looked at Luo Changfeng's back, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly spoke: "Uncle, I don't know uncle, my master...... What do you think?"

Luo Changfeng paused, put his hands behind his back, and didn't turn back, and said: "Senior Brother is not a Pure Yang traitor, my attitude is the same as that of Senior Brother in charge, I only hope that he can return to Pure Yang." ”

After saying this, Luo Changfeng took another step, "If there is anything in the Jingxu Pulse in the future, you can come to me, you don't need to sneak around, just come to me openly, I won't care about other people's eyes." ”

Luo Feng's eyes were slightly red, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart, looking at Luo Changfeng's back, he really had respect, he bowed to Luo Changfeng respectfully, and said, "Congratulations to Uncle Shi." ”

This "uncle" he shouted convincingly.

......

The next day, the tranquility of Pure Yang was broken, and the representatives of the Jianghu sect who received the invitation came one after another.

Chunyang Palace is quiet and inactive, does not strive for fame and fortune, and takes it as its own responsibility to punish evil and ward off evil, and it has a very high reputation in the martial arts, and its popularity is naturally very good.

Basically, all the Righteous Path sects sent representatives to participate, and some small sects even came in person.

In the square in front of the Chunyang Palace, Luo Changfeng, accompanied by Rui, got acquainted with representatives of various factions, he has gone through many lifetimes of reincarnation, and this is the mellow way of dealing with people, and he has already practiced it.

The representatives of all factions had a very good first impression of this newly accepted closed disciple of the pure yang real person, and they all said that the pure yang real person was as wise as a torch and received a good apprentice.

"Senior brother, this is the leader of the beggar gang, Elder Jiang Fangwen Jiang, a 'seven-incense knife' in Elder Jiang's hand is famous all over the world, and he is also a righteous person, you should ask him for more benefits. ”

Yu Rui took Luo Changfeng to a big man with a round face and a big belly, a smile like a good old man on his face at any time, various bottles and cans hanging from his waist, and a big kitchen knife, and introduced with a smile.

Jiang Fangwen laughed when he heard this, and said: "The Qingxu Fairy has won the award, presumably this is the newly accepted closed disciple of the Pure Yang Zhenren, the Fengxu Zhenren, right? ”

Luo Changfeng clenched his fists and smiled: "Poor Dao Feng Xuzi, I have seen Elder Jiang, and I don't dare to be called an elder and a real person." ”

"Haha, the real person of Fengxu is too modest, and he can be valued by the pure yang real person, which shows that the real person is extraordinary, and the real person should walk around with my beggar gang more in the future. ”

"Definitely, definitely. ”

Farewell to Jiang Fangwen and a group of beggars, Yu Rui took Luo Changfeng to another circle, and the people in this circle were all dressed in goose yellow robes, carrying long swords that were light or heavy, large or small.

It was Qi Jin and several personal disciples who were greeting them, and when they saw Yu Rui walking over with Luo Changfeng, a faint smile appeared on Qi Jin's cold face.

Taking two steps towards Yu Rui and Luo Changfeng, Qi Jin said to the middle-aged man who was strong and sturdy, carrying a big sword on his back: "The fourth village master, the poor road introduces you, this is the newly closed disciple of the family teacher, the common name Luo Changfeng, and the road name Feng Xuzi." ”

"Don't look at his young age, he is ashamed of his martial arts and even his poverty. ”

When Luo Changfeng heard this, his face showed a touch of helplessness, and said: "Senior brother, senior brother still has a few catties and taels in his heart, as the saying goes, face is earned by himself, not by others." ”

"You hold me so high, if your junior brother doesn't fight in the future, won't you even lose your face?"

"Hahahaha......"

In the circle, whether it was the yellow-shirted man or the pure yang disciple, they all laughed loudly, and the big man led by laughed and said: "Face is earned by yourself, not by others, you can say it well, this makes sense!"

While applauding Luo Changfeng's modest and self-confident and self-ridiculing witty words, he also praised Luo Changfeng's "sensible".

This young real person is not simple.

Qi Jin and Yu Rui looked at Luo Changfeng's eyes full of appreciation, the junior brother's treatment of people is sophisticated and tactful, but he is sincere, in this regard, he is even better than them, he is a talent.

Yu Rui had a smile full of affinity on his face, and said to Luo Changfeng: "Senior brother, this is Brother Ye Mengye, the owner of the Four Villages of Tibetan Sword Villa, the name of courage and love is known all over the world, and the people in the rivers and lakes call it 'Blood Qilin'. ”

Luo Changfeng bowed to Ye Meng with a fist in a dignified manner, and said: "I have seen the four village owners, the poor road is still young, and the rivers and lakes are inexperienced, and I hope the village owners will mention more." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say...... Ye Meng and Yu Rui looked at Luo Changfeng with a smile after seeing the ceremony, and said: "It's really gratifying that the real boy of Fengxu has won the Tao." ”

Although this Ye Meng was born burly and tall, his temperament was quite generous and benevolent, and Luo Changfeng had a good impression of him.

In this way, Luo Changfeng followed his senior sister to shuttle between the visitors, and the day before the apprenticeship ceremony was held, he got acquainted with Jiang Fangwen, the leader of the beggar gang, Ye Meng, the owner of the four villages of Tibetan Sword Villa, the first disciple of the medicine saint of Wanhua Valley, Pei Yuan, nicknamed "the living are not doctors", the first master of Shaolin Luohan Hall, and Chu Xiuxiao Bairou, the deputy owner of Qixiufang, etc.

After getting acquainted with these people, Luo Changfeng officially "signed up" in this Jianghu.

After dinner, a person who made Luo Changfeng very interested arrived, and it was a husband and wife, who were the poet saint Du Fuxian and his wife, one of the three sages of Changgemen.

Du Fu's wife Yang Xiaoruan is Yu Rui's eldest disciple, the senior sister of the pure yang and pure void lineage, she was originally the daughter of Yang Yi, the son of Yang Yi, the son of Si Nong Shaoqing in Lingbao County, who is as beautiful as a flower, gentle and intelligent, and came to Huashan because of the escape of marriage, and worshiped under Yu Rui.

Later, he met Du Fu in Chang'an, fell in love with each other at first sight, and then married Changgemen.

This is an alternate world, can not be looked at from a historical perspective, this world of Du Fu is only thirty-three years old, is already a world-famous poet, graceful, handsome and chic, and a good martial arts, but a little sassy.

Although it is autumn now, there is still a little bit of heat under the mountain during the day, but the place where the Chunyang Palace is located is covered with snow, but he still holds a folding fan in his hand, which is naturally the performance of Sao Bao in Luo Changfeng's eyes.

Of course, Luo Changfeng's impression of Du Fu is still very good, after all, he has studied Li Du's poems since elementary school, and he is a patriotic poet who is not afraid of power, which is very respectable for Luo Changfeng from later generations.

I don't know if his poem was selected into the "Three Hundred Tang Poems", exposing the absurdity and corruption of the rulers of the current dynasty, and denouncing the arrogant and domineering "Beauty Xing" of the treacherous minister Yang Guozhong.

It should not have been written yet, otherwise I am afraid that the Shence Army would have come to the door a long time ago, and the chickens and dogs of Changgemen would be restless, this poem should have been written after the Anshi Rebellion, when the imperial court was too busy to take care of itself.

Yang Xiaoruan followed Yu Rui to Zhenyue Palace to gather with his junior brothers and sisters, while Luo Changfeng chatted with Du Fu in the main hall square.

Luo Changfeng did what he liked, and talked about poetry and poetry with Du Fu, during which he had to do a copy of the text and copy a few poems of later generations.

And the poems he copied were also very particular, Li Bai and Du Fu were called "Big Li Du", but Luo Changfeng copied the "Little Li Du" who was born more than 50 years later, that is, the poems of Li Shangyin and Du Mu.

In this way, Du Fu was shocked by Luo Changfeng, and it was a pity that he didn't worship Changgemen.

Du Fu wrote down the poems chanted by Luo Changfeng, and planned to bring them back to Changgemen for the poet immortal Li Bai and the poet Buddha Wang Wei to taste and taste.

The two talked very happily, and they met late, if it weren't for Yu Ruilai urging Luo Changfeng to hurry back to rest and prepare for tomorrow's apprenticeship ceremony, it is estimated that they would be able to blow ...... Ahem, talk all night.

Yu Rui also discovered the talent of this little junior brother at this moment, she didn't expect him to have such a high attainment in poetry, the more she knew about Luo Changfeng, the more she felt that this little junior brother was unfathomable.

"Brother Zimei, Poor Dao will leave first, and when we have time in the future, let's talk together again. ”

Du Fu smiled happily: "Not only to talk, but also to drink, I believe that if Taibai and Maha see your poems, they will definitely want to make friends with you." ”

"Poor and lucky. ”