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Chapter 688 Canglan Mountain

"Liangsheng, do you know whereabouts of your master and disciple?"

"I already know."

"When the time passes, what should I do?"

"Look first, let's talk about it. If there is a misunderstanding, it will naturally need to be solved, but if Sui'an suffers grievances and tortures... Let's see then."

"Good guy..."

It fell to the hills in the dark, shining through the gurgling river water. Lu Liangsheng, who was pinching the magic trick and using the magic technique to search for magic, turned his head and swept across the river with the setting sun, looking at his master sitting on the donkey's head.

"Master, what did you say just now?"

Sitting cross-legged with donkey head, with the toad with webbed hair pulling the donkey ears, squinting the toad eyes, "I didn't say anything when I am a teacher."

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and turned around. He raised his magic in his sleeve and his eyebrows. His spiritual sense spread with his magic power, passing through the rivers, forests, and across the rocks within a radius of hundreds of miles. There was no breath of a person who was practicing Taoism. Instead, he sensed that among the wild mountains and wild ridges, several mountain monsters seemed to notice someone was watching with magic, and hurriedly shot out the cave and drilled in.

Retrieving the spell, Lu Liangsheng calmed his breath and returned to his senses, regulating his breathing and absorbing the spiritual energy from the mountain to nourish his body, while opening his eyes to look at the Shelong who was looking at the side.

"When you leave, are you sure that Canglan Mountain Sword Sect is nearby?"

Over there, Shelong looked at the undulating waves of the Canglan River and was a little difficult to answer. He ran out all the way, only remembering that in the mountains in the middle and upper reaches of the Canglan River, if he really needed a specific location, he had never been to the Jianshe Sect's resident.

"The national teacher... I'm not sure, but it should be nearby. As long as I find the pool where the girl bathed that day, it will not be difficult to find the sword sect."

Water Pond...

Lu Liangsheng looked at the nearby mountains and pondered for a while. He looked at the mermaids fluttering in the river? He waved to her.

Hulala...

As the water splashed, the huge fish tail slapped the waves? The little mermaid in the water rolled a nest? The dived to the bottom of the water, and for a moment? The wet heads were exposed by the river with the water splash.

"grumble?!"

Looking at the scholar happily, he reached out to let him down and swim together? Lu Liangsheng squatted by the water? He avoided without any trace and sorted out her messy hair.

"You are an aquarium. Can you sense the large pool in the nearby mountains?"

The mermaid nodded when she heard the words from her heart. She turned her body in the water? She fell into the bottom of the water and splashed the four scholars on the shore who were washing their faces and twisting their pals. They splashed all over the body, and they dared not speak out.

Lu Liangsheng, who was standing on the shore, probably guessed that the mermaids were exploring the surrounding mountains and water veins? It seemed that it was a unique talent for these aquariums.

Soon, the water surface broke open? The little mermaid emerged from the river and swam back excitedly? She lifted her webbed hands and chirped toward the southeast position.

"Where...is there a large pool? The water flows down from the mountain? The pool flows here again."

Although I don’t know where it is? But there is always a specific direction.

Lu Liangsheng patted the mermaid's head, got up and turned to the old donkey, took the reins, called the four people behind who were wiping their robes, followed closely, raised his hand and brushed them, and the trees hanging by the river suddenly stretched out, and while the branches and leaves stretched towards the river surface, the branches and branches of the trees opposite also stretched out from each other, tangled together to form a wooden bridge.

The four scholars swallowed, supported each other, and followed carefully, for fear of falling into the turbulent river. The toad Taoist sitting in the small compartment of the bookshelf stared at the undulating water surface, subconsciously touched the rope around his waist, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The mountain wind blew, the river water flowed, with careful advice and the old donkey's roar, and the group walked across the wooden bridge noisily and came to the other side.

When walking to the direction of the pool, the setting sun hangs on the top of the mountain and dyes the undulating mountains red. Among the unknown mountains, the horsetail pine and fir trees form forests. In the mottled rays, the stone steps covered with moss are filled with fallen leaves. It extends up the mountain gate covered by branches. The dilapidated door plaque contains the word Canglan.

A few big branches and leaves stretched out to the mountain road, revealing a kind of quietness and desolation.

The mottled rays of the sunset fall on the ground with the branches shaking in the wind, and occasionally rustling footsteps sound. After stepping on the fallen leaves, a figure carrying water walked upwards. The front gradually became wider. In the field of view, there were several dilapidated wooden buildings, and the painted red pillars faded away.

In the middle of the wooden building, there are wide places, a square paved with rock bricks, and there are many broken bricks and stones. The figure carrying water looked at the young men and women dancing long swords, or practicing meditation.

The wind blew across the forest, shaking the 'rattle' sound.

The dimness on the west side gradually subsided, and the men and women practicing martial arts successively pulled their swords and left. Soon, lanterns rose up in each building, and the wooden building was in the middle. The lit lanterns were hung on both sides of the hall door. Two women in the same robes carried evening dishes and meals, walked through the lights under the eaves, and when they pushed open the door leaf in front, a cracking sound rang out. The popping porcelain fragments fell to the threshold, and they still shook with endless effort.

The two women quickly put down their supper, quickly retreated, looked at each other, stuck out their tongues, and did not forget to bring the door of the hall.

Inside, there was a voice filled with anger and rebuked loudly.

"Let it go? How can you let it go? Master, the boy peeked at Ling'er for a bath, how could he let him go so easily!"

The indignant figure looked across from the opposite side, a middle-aged man in an open robe frowned, looking at a pool of water stains on the ground, pressing his knees, slowly getting up.

"Junior brother, I have asked that person. Maybe it's really an unintentional act. I can't keep others in custody for the rest of my life, right?"

"Sector... Senior Brother!" The man who spoke before was thin, with long beards under his chin. Looking at the figure walking, bloodshot in his eyes.

"Since my senior brother doesn't think about his daughter, then he should think about Canglan Mountain? That kid, who is possessed by my Canglan Sword Sect's sword control technique, was the unique method of my master back then. Even the master of the sect never knew it. How could he do it? Ask him who his master was, he only said that he was Lu Liangsheng, not his master at all. Then there was a possibility that the master was killed on the way, and the sword technique fell into the hands of others."

"What if it is the successor of the master?"

The man who walked slowly was Huang, the current head of the Canglan Sword Sect, and the man who was talking was his junior brother Ren Yin and Yang. The former was carrying his hands and looked quite hesitant.

"......... Junior brother, don't be reckless. You have been a little bit devilish recently. You'd better take a rest for a while. As for Li Sui'an, I still think you'll let him go. Canglan Mountain is getting worse and you've asked less about things outside. We don't know what kind of person Lu Liangsheng can teach such an apprentice, and we can't help but be safe after sending someone out to inquire."

"As timid as a rat!"

Let Yin and Yang punch the table next to him and get up from the chair, "That's it, my Canglan Mountain is gradually fading, and I can't even use my own sword-controlling skills, and I'm still afraid of my head and tail!"

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense!"

On the other side, Wei Huang looked at the door, took the wine pot, poured the wine and handed it to the opposite side. Ren Yinyang looked at the wine toasted, turned around and opened the hall door and walked outside, and the sound came immediately.

"Drink slowly by yourself. I and the other two elders will never agree to let that person go!"

"Junior brother..."

Wei Huang walked to the door, looked at the figure walking away outside, raised his hand to drink all the wine in his glass. His junior brother had not known what had happened in the past two years, and his cultivation had improved a lot in less than a year, but his temper was getting worse and worse, and he would beat people if he had disagreements, which made the only ten disciples in the sect afraid of him.

"father......"

A crisp sound suddenly came, and a door on the inside of the hall opened, and a slim girl flashed out, looking beautiful, jogging over with the bell on her wrist.

"Did you have a quarrel with your uncle again?"

"Don't worry about adults' affairs."

Wei Huang looked at his daughter and patted her on the shoulder, with a pity: "I just mentioned it to you, your uncle doesn't agree to letting go, and with the two elders in the sect, I'm afraid that the kid will be locked up in the Demon-Suppressing Cave."
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