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Xiao Yuesheng took Lin Xiaoqing and the others down the mountain, and when they reached the halfway point of the mountain, they saw Song Xueyan leading Song Yuanqiao and them to climb the mountain slowly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Raising his hands and clenching his fists from afar, Xiao Yuesheng greeted the breeze on the mountain, and said with a smile: "Song Daxia personally took the time to come, how dare our faction?"

Song Yuanqiao's steps were gentle, his bearing was elegant, and he was very impressed, he hugged his fists in return, and said with a smile: "There is a lively place to see, how can Song not come?"

He was followed by two people, one was Song Qingshu, whose face was like a crown of jade, handsome and extraordinary, with a long sword hanging from his waist, faintly revealing fierceness, compared with before, his temperament had changed greatly, and the other was Yin Liting, his surname was Dunhou, but he was deeply injured, and his mood had not been calm, his soft eyes flashed a ray of essence from time to time, and a layer of depression shrouded in his eyebrows.

"It's very good, we have a chance to reunite, and we must get drunk!" Xiao Yuesheng stroked his palms and said with a smile.

"Very good, very good, Mr. Xiao's wine, Song is very greedy!" Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but laugh funny, his feet didn't stop, and several people quickly met.

"I've seen Yin Liuxia. Xiao Yuesheng hugged his fists at Yin Liting, glanced at Song Qingshu, and said with a gentle smile: "Song Shaoxia's martial arts are improving, congratulations!"

Song Qingshu's gaze swept around, looking left and right, as if looking for something, and when he heard Xiao Yuesheng speak, he withdrew his gaze and looked at him coldly, his face was expressionless, but he just said "hmm" lightly, which was a response, if it weren't for his father and uncle, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to it at all.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, disapproving, Song Qingshu was just a clown jumping off the beam in his eyes, and it was not worth caring about.

The two women behind him changed slightly, and Yingying's eyes brightened sharply, like sharp knives piercing Song Qingshu's eyes, they really couldn't tolerate others' rudeness to Xiao Yuesheng.

Song Yuanqiao secretly hated his son's incompetence in his heart, but he couldn't attack immediately, so he lost his face, so he could only pretend not to see it, and said with a smile: "Song came here earlier, I don't know if someone took the lead?"

Xiao Yuesheng didn't bother to care, nodded and smiled: "Hehe, Song Daxia is the first guest, let's go to the cold valley and sit down." ”

Yin Liting glanced at Song Qingshu, quite worried, afraid that when he saw Zhou Zhiruo, Qingshu would lose his temper and make people laugh.

"Okay, it's best to go to the Cold Valley!" Song Yuanqiao smiled, he liked the Cold Valley very much, its scenery and artistic conception were unforgettable, and it could be a little fairy.

A few people continued to move forward, and Song Xueyan bowed, turned around and went down the mountain, her posture was full of curls, like a weak willow supporting the wind, graceful and moving.

"The Shuiyun faction has produced many talents, and Song is really envious!" Song Yuanqiao's eyes were kind, and he sent Song Xueyan Yingying to disappear into the dense fog, sighing.

Xiao Yuesheng stroked the black mustache and smiled faintly, Song Xueyan is Lin Xiaoqing's descendant disciple, and her skills are also inherited from her teacher, and she has a delicate demeanor.

At the beginning, Song Xueyan was seriously injured and was rescued by Xiao Yuesheng's personal efforts, and benefited a lot, and now she is faintly the leader of the second generation of disciples.

Arriving at the Hanyan Pavilion and sitting in the Canglan Pavilion, Fluttershy and Xiaoqing bring a jar of wine, and the dishes are served with all the color and flavor.

This was originally a breakfast prepared for him by Wei Suxin, and as soon as he got up, he was forced by Wen Yubing to help, and he had time to eat it in the future, and it happened to be cheaper than Song Yuanqiao and them.

Father and son can't sit at the same table, Song Qingshu can't sit down, so they have to play on their own in the cold valley, Pei Jinyi and Lin Xiaoqing are women, they have already said goodbye and went to help in the Shuiyun faction, only Xiao Yuesheng and the three of them drank in the pavilion, and Xiao Fluttershy stood behind her son, slim.

The wine is mellow and fierce general's chant, and the deliciousness of the dishes can make people swallow their tongues, Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting are very enjoyable to eat and drink happily.

"Okay-wine ——!" Song Yuanqiao took a big sip, exhaled happily, the mellow fragrance was intoxicating, and looked up at Xiao Yuesheng: "Mr. Xiao, this introductory ceremony, hehe...... , what kind of song is this?"

Yin Liting also took a sip and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

"Huh...... , it's boring, just find something to do. Xiao Yuesheng shook the delicate silver cup in his hand, stroked the black mustache, and said leisurely.

"This ...... , this is ......!" Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting were stunned, and then laughed dumbly, shook their heads helplessly, and smiled bitterly, only to feel that Xiao Yuesheng was too nonsense.

Xiao Yuesheng raised his glass, looked up to the sky and drank it all, and laughed: "Hehe, getting together with all the martial arts heroes and drinking it is really a joy in life!"

Standing beside him, Fluttershy fills the pot for him, her hands like jade, slender and crystalline, with a faint layer of warmth.

"Mr. Xiao's words are exactly what I want. Song Yuanqiao couldn't help laughing, and also drank it all in the cup.

"Shaolin Kongwen Monk, Kongzhi Monk drove to the ......" The delicate voice sounded, melodious, and spread all over the Purple Mountain.

"Yo, Master Kongwen is also here?!" Song Yuanqiao was surprised, he was able to come in person because of his close relationship with the Shuiyun faction, and he thought that Shaolin would only send Master Kongzhi if he died.

"Huh...... , Shaolin has given enough face. Xiao Yuesheng smiled and took a sip of the general's groan, his expression was lazy and there was no excitement.

"Why don't we go and greet us?" Song Yuanqiao took a sip of the general's groan and asked with a smile.

"Forget it, just wait for them here. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.

Song Yuanqiao no longer persuaded each other, Wudang and Shaolin were not in harmony, and the disagreement between the two factions originated from Zhang Sanfeng's background.

Later, on Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, his disciple Zhang Cuishan was forced to kill himself, although he was not forced by Shaolin, but he had most of their credit, and Zhang Wuji was in the palm of the Xuanming God, cold and vicious, and could not be treated, Zhang Sanfeng personally went to Shaolin and borrowed the Jiuyang Sutra to treat Zhang Wuji's palm injury, but was categorically refused.

Since then, Wudang Shaolin has a deeper suspicion, but they are very important and will not easily start the war, and in secret, it is inevitable to compete with each other.

Soon, under the leadership of Lin Xiaoqing, Master Kongwen and Master Kongzhi slowly paced, and behind them were eight middle-aged monks in yellow clothes, with long sticks in their hands, their bodies were as strong as iron, their eyes were like electricity, and their momentum was quite intimidating, all of them were masters.

The robes of the master of the empty news shimmered in the bright sunlight, and the treasure appeared more and more solemn, which made people awe-inspired.

"Master Kongwen Buddha came in person, and I am very grateful. Xiao Yuesheng pushed the lamp up, hugged his fists and bowed far away, and said with a long smile.

"Amitabha...... , Xiao Jushi was polite. Master Kongwen's face was pale, and he inquired with one palm, and announced the Buddha's name.

Then the people on both sides saluted, and when they saw Song Yuanqiao here, the eyes of the empty master were kind, but he didn't say much, just smiled and saluted.

Eight stick monks were arranged in the stargazing pavilion, Master Kongwen and Master Kongzhi sat in the Canglan Pavilion, although the two had broken the wine ring, but they could not break it often, they could only borrow wine with tea.

The tea here is the best in the world, and the master of the air is good at tea art, so he can appreciate the preciousness even more, and feel more comfortable than drinking.

A few people sat down, and before they could say a few words, a crisp and melodious voice came: "The Emei Sect Exterminator has arrived in ......."

"The head of Huashan sent Yue to the ......"

"Kongtong sent Tang to the ......"

"Sect Master Zhang of the Ming Sect has arrived in ......"

These people seemed to enter the mountain at the same time and arrive at the same time, but the transmitter was calm, still melodious and melodious.

"Hehe, everyone is here, Hangu is really shining today!" Xiao Yuesheng put down the delicately patterned silver cup, shook his head and smiled.

Xiaoqing stands at the end of the painting, holding a long rod in his hand, lightly, slowly, without a trace of fire, graceful and moving.

The painting seemed to be slow and fast, and suddenly slid to the mouth of the valley, bowed to the bow of the boat, and said in a coquettish voice: "A few masters, please get on the boat." ”

At this time, there were already several figures standing on the shore, all of them were big people who could make the martial arts tremble with a stomp, Yue Jingting and the tall and short two elders of the Huashan faction, Tang Wenliang and Zong Weixia of the Kongtong faction, and Zhang Wuji and Yang Xiaowei of the Mingjiao sect.

Xiao Yuesheng knew that Wen Yubing personally greeted the exterminator and welcomed the exterminator to the Shuiyun Pavilion, and his two wives naturally accompanied him.

Xiao Yuesheng, Song Yuanqiao and Master Kongwen stood in the pavilion, cupped their fists from afar, smiled, and said slowly: "Everyone, please come over." ”

The voice was gentle and mellow, slowly passing across the clear surface of the lake, reaching the ears of the people opposite, as if whispering in their own ears.

They were not surprised by Xiao Yuesheng's skills, they returned the salute with their fists to Xiao Qing, and stepped forward to the painting in turn.

Most of them have been here, and they know a little bit about the skills of Xiaoqing, although they are only a maid, but their skills are extremely profound, stepping on the lake Lingbo, like walking on the ground, they are far from being opponents in front of her, and they respect the strong.

Among these people, Xiao Yuesheng was quite surprised by the Kongtong faction, they and the Liangzi of the Shuiyun faction were not small, but they didn't expect to be cheeky.

Only Kunlun did not come to the six major sects, one of them was far away, and the other was not good with the Shuiyun faction, and it was quite unhappy, so naturally they would not rush to cheer.

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At the foot of the Purple Mountain, dozens of people gathered, each of them in groups, talking in low voices.

Hearing the news of the Shuiyun School's introductory ceremony, coupled with the legend of the previous "Shuiyun True Solution", people suddenly became enthusiastic, thinking in their hearts, if they go by themselves, even if there is no invitation, they must not turn themselves away in such a day, and they can fish in mixed waters, which is excellent, and they can't miss the rare opportunity of people.

"Frightened, this Shuiyun Sect is so majestic, it can bother these heads to come to watch the ceremony in person!" An old man sighed with a long sigh.

The heads of the six major sects, the leaders of the Ming Sect, these characters are really unattainable for ordinary martial arts people, and it is a rare opportunity to meet them in person.

"Tsk, the head of the Huashan faction, but he is very young, the Zhang sect leader of the Ming Sect is also a young man, looking at it this way, we are all living on dogs at a lot of age!" An old man with white hair and beard next to him also sighed.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves! We old guys should go home and farm——!

"Brother Chen's words are not bad, as the saying goes, you don't take your muscles and bones as your ability, at this age, it is better to go home and enjoy the joy of family. ”

"Haha, Brother Sun's words are insincere, with your unconvinced old surname, how can you be honest, this time, you must be here for "Shuiyun True Solution", right?" suddenly inserted a sentence next to him, but it was an old man, with white eyebrows, a round face with a friendly face, and a grin, looking quite amiable.

"Your mouth, it's still so straightforward!" The old man surnamed Sun shook his head helplessly, he was wearing a brocade robe, his body was strong and burly, his square face was very wrinkled, his face was full of red light, his eyes were open and closed, and he was cold and electric, and he had a style of not being angry and arrogant.

The old man surnamed Zhou grinned and said: "My old Zhou was born straightforward, but he can't change it if he wants to, but, Brother Sun, you have to be careful, "Shuiyun True Solution" is not so good, I heard that the little girls of the Shuiyun faction are very powerful!"

"People are the same, it's not enough to believe!" the old man surnamed Sun waved his hand, and his majesty suddenly came.

"You're still the same, you can't listen to other people's persuasion, okay, I'll take a look!" The old man surnamed Zhou didn't persuade anymore and grinned.

He suddenly leaned in, looked into the distance, stretched his neck, looked at it, turned his head and smiled: "Brother Sun, there's a bustle over there, take a look!"

The two of them hugged their fists, and without saying much to others, they pulled away and left, speeding up their feet and rushing towards the east, and at this time there were also people around them.

The two of them have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, so they naturally know the reason for harming the pond fish, so they didn't get too close, and after a distance, they jumped onto a pine tree, climbed the branches, and watched condescendingly.

As far as the eye can see, two groups of people are facing each other.

There were five or six people on one side, and more than a dozen people on the other, one east and one west, all holding swords, angry and round-eyed, and the momentum was about to erupt.

"The surname is high, don't deceive people too much!" The man who spoke stood in front of five or six people, about thirty years old, burly, with a dark complexion, square and square, and looked like a man with clear eyes, as if he were an upright person.

The man opposite him was also in his thirties, with a thin figure, a slightly pointed chin, narrow eyes, and a faint cold glow, and sneered when he heard it: "Hehe, Zhang Haotian, I met here today, even if you are unlucky, such a good opportunity, how can this gang leader let it go in vain, you will accept your fate!"

(To be continued)