Li Peicheng's face darkened when he heard this. He thought that things were indeed not that simple, and immediately said: "How can I say this? Is it possible that besides the Huashan sect, there are other sects that want to interfere?"
Fang Yuhua nodded and said: "Exactly. You may only know that of the thirty-six small caves in the world, only the Five Mountains are uniquely blessed to establish a sect and are stronger than the other small caves. But you don't know that the five mountains have been in alliance since ancient times. If one family is in trouble, the other four We will do our best to help each other. Therefore, except for the five sects, even some powerful sects will not easily provoke any of the Five Mountains Xiaodongtian."
When Li Peicheng heard this, he took a deep breath and realized that the matter was more difficult than he thought. He finally understood why Fang Yuhua's character had to show weakness.
Li Peicheng stood up and walked slowly in the living room, lost in thought. He heard Fang Yuhua say that the Huashan Sect did not have masters at the Nascent Soul stage, so he thought that no matter how powerful the Huashan Sect was, he was just their leader. Maybe the elder is worthy of a fight with him. If he really wants to piss himself off and force himself to use all his strength, he can still end up hurting both sides. Now it seems that he only counted the Huashan sect and missed the other four sects.
It used to be said that a little impatience can ruin a big plan, and one can only become a master when one has to endure the humiliation. Now he realizes how difficult it is to take a breath. Li Peicheng secretly shook his head. He found it really difficult to let himself bow like this. Especially because Han Zirong, this scumbag, will be a lifelong shame that cannot be washed away!
Fang Yuhua saw that Li Peicheng was having a hard time making a choice, and secretly praised Li Peicheng for being such a man. He was so calm when facing the Five Mountains Alliance. However, facing the Huashan Sect, after all, the dangers were unpredictable. Fang Yuhua sighed secretly, his face darkened, and his face was full of determination. He suddenly stood up and said: "Brother, my life was given to me by my brother. If I can't stand this kind of anger, for my brother's sake, I will accompany you to fight with the Huashan sect even if I risk my life. Not because of this." Brother is arrogant, thinking that with my current cultivation and the Hongyan Sword, even if old man Wuchen comes in person, he can barely fight."
Li Peicheng was secretly grateful, knowing that he had not misjudged Fang Yuhua at the beginning, and that Fang Yuhua was indeed a friend worth keeping.
The most important thing about the relationship between friends and brothers is that you will go out of your way to help your friends, no matter how hard they go.
Li Peicheng did not reject Fang Yuhua's kindness, and there was no need to shirk between the brothers.
"The Five Mountains and Small Cave Heavens each live in one area, and each is a faction. If you think about it, we are not monolithic. Even if you support me, I'm afraid they won't come out in full force. The master of the faction has a noble status, how can he surrender." Jin Lin stepped forward and bowed slightly to Li Peicheng and said. .
Li Peicheng glanced at Jin Lin approvingly, thinking that this little goblin's head was spinning really fast. It was precisely because the Five Mountains were of their own sect, and although they were an alliance, they were not the same sect after all, that was why he was a little hesitant. If there was only one sect in Huashan, , he will never give in. Similarly, if the Huashan Sect has the strength of the Five Mountains Alliance, he will not hesitate to choose to stay away from it temporarily and avenge humiliation another day.
"The matter hasn't reached such a serious level yet. It won't be too late to make a decision until we meet the Huashan sect people at midnight tomorrow," Li Peicheng said.
"What I'm saying is that if you're just a worldly boy, the matter shouldn't be so serious. Thinking too much will only increase your worries." Fang Yuhua waved his sleeves and laughed secretly in his heart that he was too nervous.
Li Peicheng sat back on the sofa, thought for a while, and said, "Brother, you haven't said the specific strength of the Huashan Sect yet."
"As far as Brother Wei knows, there are two masters of the Huashan Sect in the late Jindan period, about seven or eight masters in the early and middle stages of the Golden elixir, and there are estimated to be twenty or thirty disciples in other realms. Specifically, whether the Huashan Sect still has hidden strength?
Brother, I don’t know." Fang Yuhua recalled it and said.
When Li Peicheng heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that there were not many people in the Huashan sect. He had many magic weapons and formed a strange purple golden elixir. It shouldn't be a big problem to fight two people in the late golden elixir by himself.
With the help of Jin Lin and Big Brother, the three of them should be able to defeat the Huashan faction. If the other four factions want to help, the best they can do is adopt the war strategy of the great leader Comrade Mao and play guerrilla warfare with them. As long as they don't meet the Yuanying stage masters, they
You probably still can't do anything to yourself.
When Fang Yuhua saw that he had revealed the specific strength of the Huashan Sect, Li Peicheng seemed to be relieved, and was secretly surprised. Could it be that his brother's strength is more than the middle stage of the Golden Core?
"Brother, please don't underestimate the Huashan Sect. The Huashan Sect exclusively occupies Huashan Mountain, one of the Five Mountains. It is uniquely endowed with many geniuses and treasures, and there are also some powerful magic weapons left behind by our ancestors. A few of the magic weapons are not inferior to the ones you gave me.
Brother's Hongyan Sword. Taoist Master Wuchen entered the late stage of Jindan a hundred years ago. Although he has not yet refined into Nascent Soul, he should have gotten a glimpse of the secret, which should not be underestimated." Fang Yuhua was afraid that Li Peicheng would take advantage of his possessions.
A good magic weapon will underestimate the enemy, he added with a serious face.
Since entering the world of cultivation, Li Peicheng easily killed three cultivators who were in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Except for the flame flag, their magic weapons were just ordinary goods. It was inevitable that he felt a little contempt in his heart. After hearing what Fang Yuhua said, he felt secretly ashamed and quickly restrained himself.
Feeling like he was underestimating the enemy, he said: "Brother is right."
Jin Lin didn't think so. She had seen Li Peicheng release the Samadhi True Fire. It was something that could only be released by masters in the Yuan Ying stage. Even if Mr. Wuchen had a glimpse of the mystery of the Yuan Ying, could he release the Samadhi True Fire?
In the Han family, Han Shengliang finally welcomed his son and the two "gods" in his mouth.
One of the two "gods" looks middle-aged, and the other has white hair and beard.
Both of them have calm and elegant faces, their Taoist robes are spotless, their hair is tied up in a high bun, and they walk smoothly. If you look closely, you can see that their feet are not actually touching the ground.
Although Han Shengliang's cultivation is very different from the two "gods" in front of him, he has experienced the deceitfulness of the world, and his eyes are unusually vicious. As soon as he saw these two people, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the uneasiness in his heart immediately disappeared.
Erfei hurriedly greeted him respectfully, shouting: "The secular man Han Shengliang pays homage to the two gods!"
The two people who came here are both Xuyou's disciples. The middle-aged man is called Zhuling, and he is Xuyou's eldest disciple. His cultivation has reached the early stage of Jindan. The old Taoist is called Zhuxi, and he is Xuyou's third disciple. He has reached the late stage of Qi Condensation.
of cultivation.
Although Han Shengliang was as insignificant as an ant in the eyes of the two of them, because he was the father of fellow junior Han Zirong, they both returned the bow slightly and said, "Old Han, the courtesy is serious."
Han Shengliang felt flattered when he saw the two "gods" being so polite to him, and hurriedly welcomed them into his house.
Soon Han Shengliang was surprised to find that the middle-aged Taoist priest turned out to be his elder brother. The old Taoist priest with white hair and beard who looked more like a god was actually his junior brother and he respected the middle-aged Taoist priest very much.
The deeds of immortals are really wonderful. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, how could you believe that this middle-aged Taoist priest was actually older than the old Taoist priest? Han Shengliang secretly sighed in his heart and couldn't help but feel envious of these outsiders.
Who doesn’t yearn for immortality? It’s just impossible to obtain it!
After Han Shengliang respectfully invited the two Taoist priests Zhu Ling to take a seat, a light-hearted woman soon came up with tea.
The two Taoist priests Zhu Ling picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The fragrance filled their cheeks and a stream of clear water flowed through their throats and spread throughout their bodies.
"The sweet fragrance is like orchid, quiet but not bitter. It seems tasteless when you sip it, but after drinking it, you feel the peaceful air filling your teeth. This tasteless taste, and even taste, I really didn't expect that there is such a thing in the world.
Wait for the tea!" Zhu Ling's eyes lit up slightly and he praised.
Han Shengliang knew that vulgar things could hardly reach the eyes of these worldly experts, so he specially prepared the best Longjing tea from Shifeng Mountain and used water from Hupao Spring to make tea.
Longjing tea is well-known at home and abroad. According to the place of production, it is divided into five places: lion, dragon, cloud, tiger and plum, namely Shifeng, Longjing, Yunqi, Hupao and Meijiawu. Among them, Longjing on Shifeng Mountain is the top grade of Longjing tea.
The legendary Eighteen Imperial Tea Trees are located in front of Hu Gong Temple at the foot of Shifeng Mountain.
When Han Shengliang saw the Immortal's praise, he was secretly happy and hurriedly said: "If the Immortal likes this tea, I will have someone prepare some so that when the Immortal returns to the Immortal Mansion, he can take it back and drink it at his leisure."
People who practice Taoism should be pure in heart and have few desires. In fact, even the water they drink is not pure nectar and jade liquid as the world says. Each tea leaf of the Shifeng Mountain Longjing tea prepared by Han Shengliang is only picked from a bud of the tea tree and fried.
Tea King uses ten techniques such as shaking, belting, squeezing, straightening, buckling, grabbing, pressing, and grinding to fry it carefully. It is very particular. It is indeed difficult to drink Bamboo Spirit in Huashan Cave, so after hearing this, I nodded and accepted it with a smile.
Han Shengliang's kindness.
Han Shengliang was very happy when he saw that Lingzhu and the two had accepted his kindness. The mystery towards the two of them gradually disappeared without realizing it, and he gradually regained his confidence and grace in his speech and behavior.
Immortals are also human beings, not to mention that Zhu Ling and Zhu Ling are just cultivators and not immortals. They also have greed and vanity, and they also like to be worshiped as ancestors. It's just that they usually stay away from the hustle and bustle, cultivate themselves, and pursue immortality.
Through the way, these bad qualities are hidden and even gradually eliminated. But as the school teacher often said, society is a big dye vat. Once a person enters it, it is inevitable that the flowers will be red and the willows will be green. The world is so complicated nowadays, and the two of them encountered each other as soon as they entered the world.
Han Shengliang can be regarded as the elite among the elites in the secular world. Han Shengliang, an old fox, naturally knows how to moisturize things without making a sound. He gives gifts and flatters without leaving any trace, which makes Zhu Ling and two people feel comfortable physically and mentally. They can't help but have a good impression of the Han family and Han Shengliang.