"Representing our sect?" Feng Jueyu was about to refuse, but suddenly felt something was wrong with the meaning of these words, and couldn't help but ask: "What does this mean?"
Zhou Tianyu said angrily: "Little friend Feng, you don't know something. On the surface, the spiritual arts exchange event is for everyone to exchange tips for spiritual arts, but behind the scenes, it is also a time for the three major heavenly sects in the south to compete secretly. In the spiritual arts exchange event,
At the exchange event, people from Haoyu Tianmen and Wu Zong will also appear. At that time, everyone will compare with each other. Everyone knows that the comparison is true, but this is a matter of Tianmen’s face, and there is no room for loss. And in our southern territory,
Haoyu has always been the leader, in fact, it is because the number of masters of their spiritual arts is far higher than that of Yunjian and Wu sect. It doesn’t matter that we are not as good as Haoyu Tianmen, but the Wu sect only has one more spiritual method than me.
They are just masters, now that we have Feng Xiaoyou in our sect, we are no longer inferior to them."
Feng Jueyu listened to every word and was dumbfounded. He dared to think that the reason why Zhou Tianyu had to bring him along was for this reason. Wasn't he a bit too petty?
It’s just the number of masters, why should we be so serious?
But for this reason, Feng Jueyu also expressed his understanding. After all, wherever there are people, there will be fights and comparisons. This is human nature and inevitable. The more prestigious a family is, the more important it is to face the issue.
Yun Jian and Wu Zong, regardless of their ability to refine magical elixirs, the two heavenly sects are equally matched in strength. There are only three famous sects in the southern region, and Haoyu is too big to compete with them. The two heavenly sects will naturally take the second place.
title, which is also helpful in recruiting players from all over the world to strengthen his reputation.
Faced with Zhou Tianyu's sincere invitation, Feng Jueyu was in trouble for a moment and could only avoid the most important thing and asked: "When will we set off?"
Zhou Tianyu thought Feng Jueyu had agreed, so he couldn't help but become happy: "Elder Shang is making preparations, we will leave soon."
"So fast?" Feng Jueyu was surprised, thinking that this Zhou Tianyu was really resolute, what was he talking about? He suddenly remembered Yunjian Tianmen and the inner sect elders, and asked: "Old Zhou Tianyu, inner sect
Aren’t the elders and seniors of the sect going?”
Zhou Tianyu said solemnly: "The cultivation skills of the elders are far beyond our comparison. They no longer bother to participate in such a grand gathering. This time there are only three of us."
"What about Headmaster Zhou?"
"You can't leave someone behind the door. In fact, he really wants to go."
It is said that Zhou Tianye is very powerful and seems to have mastered several spiritual techniques. However, as the leader of a religion, it would be unreasonable to participate in an exchange meeting.
Just at this time, Xiaoyu came to convey that Yang Yin had arrived.
As soon as Zhou Tianyu heard the word Yang Yin, he was like a loaded pistol, and he immediately became dissatisfied: "This old man, he thinks that I am Yunjian Tianmen, and he comes as soon as he says it."
Feng Jueyu: "..."
After a while, Yang Yin entered the cave under the guidance of Xiaoyu with a smile. He was quite happy at first, but when he saw Zhou Tianyu was there, he immediately got angry and hummed angrily: "Zhou Tianyu,
Could it be that you also came to see Feng Xiaoyou and go to Zizhu Mountain?"
Zhou Tianyu hummed and said: "Humph, the wind worship is for our sect, why shouldn't we go with you?"
When Feng Jueyu saw that the two were fighting again, he quickly stood up and said, "Don't be angry, you two. It happened so many years ago. Let's all be kinder." He turned to Yang Yin and said, "Mr. Yang, just now
Elder Zhou invited me to come with you. Since we all have the same purpose, I think it’s better to go together.”
"With him?" The two old men pointed at each other after hearing this. Perhaps because of Feng Jueyu's face, they stopped blaming each other.
But soon, Yang Yin clasped his fists in dissatisfaction and said: "Since Feng Xiaoyou already has a companion, I will go alone. Anyway, I can't go with him."
"You think I'm willing to go with you." Zhou Tianyu rolled his eyes, but Yang Yin left on his own.
Feng Jueyu was caught in the middle, and finally understood what it meant to be in a dilemma. He just didn't know how much hatred these two old men had, and it felt uncomfortable even if they didn't fight each other when they met.
After a while, Shang Jue came floating in. Seeing that the atmosphere in the cave was a little solemn, he scratched his head in confusion: "What's going on?"
Feng Jueyu spread his hands in embarrassment and helplessness, while Zhou Tianyu stood up and said: "Don't ask, it's bad luck."
Feng Jueyu whispered: "Senior Yang is here."
"Oh..." Shang Jue elongated his voice and made a very understanding expression. After Zhou Tianyu walked out of the cave, he followed Feng Jueyu and walked side by side. As he walked, he gossiped: "For women, he is quite young.
The relationship with Yang Yin was quite good, but later they had a falling out, and the fight was so dark and scary that the headmaster thought they would fight to the death, so he rashly took action to save his eldest brother, almost causing Yang Yin to die.
After killing him, we formed a feud, and we haven't been harmonious in two hundred years. Alas, women, beauty is a disaster..."
Damn, this old man has deep feelings. Feng Jueyu has never seen Shang Jue express such complicated opinions on anything except martial arts. It seems that the hatred between Zhou Tianyu and Yang Yin is not simple. After all,
What woman made these two prestigious old men so attracted to her?
Just when Feng Jueyu was wondering, Shang Jue whispered: "Speaking of which, the eldest grandson Zhenzhen is also a great admirer of the country. I think of how many heroes and heroes were willing to worship her, but they couldn't do it. Among the countless suitors, that is Yang Yin
We are close to Zhou Tianyu. It’s a pity that no one knows who the eldest grandson Zhenzhen likes until now. It’s such a bad fate. Now that the eldest grandson Zhenzhen has become an old woman, the two of them are still so enamored of each other.
It’s really not easy.”
Feng Jueyu became interested and asked: "Who is this eldest son Zhenzhen?"
Shang Jue raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feng Jueyu: "The owner of Zizhu Mountain is also the initiator of the spiritual arts exchange event. Both sisters of the Changsun family have fairy-like looks. Otherwise, who do you think would give them such great beauty?
Because of his reputation, the entire Southern Territory is flocking to the spiritual art exchange event."
"It turns out he is the initiator of the conference." Feng Jueyu finally understood. No wonder Zhou Tianyu and Yang Yin were so concerned about the exchange conference. I bet it was because they were interested.
Shang Jue said quickly: "Although these sisters are extremely beautiful, their strength should not be underestimated. These sisters have always liked to collect spiritual arts, so they organized an exchange conference. I heard that there is a hidden place in Zizhu Mountain, where there are hidden treasures.
There are a large number of spiritual magic books called Linghuan Jade Cave. This is why many masters from the Southern Realm go to the exchange meeting every time. It is said that if they get the approval of the Changsun sisters, they can stay in the Linghuan Jade Cave for three days and read hundreds of books.
If you practice spiritual magic in Dian Er, just do this as a gimmick, and no one will miss it."
"I see."
While talking, Feng Jueyu had a new understanding of the spiritual arts exchange event. At the same time, he sighed in his heart that the world is so big and there are so many strange people and strange people. It is true that places like Zizhu Mountain are indeed longed for by many spiritual arts masters.
location.
The three of them were speechless all the way, starting from Yunjian Tianmen and heading straight to Zizhu Mountain.
After flying for about two days, Feng Jueyu finally saw a forest of purple bamboos spreading across the mountains. This forest was so big that it was unimaginable. Looking from the east to the west of Blind Mountain, one could not see the edge at a glance, stretching for dozens of miles.
The green bamboo grows luxuriantly, exuding a rich and fragrant bamboo atmosphere;
The mountains are covered with mist and white clouds, just like a fairyland on earth; the winding paths among the bamboo forests and the Tingdong covered bridges form a beautiful picture, and there are several silver waterfalls falling from the mountains with rippling silver waves.
The light is like several silver ribbons hanging directly between the white clouds and dogs;
It is indeed better than paradise on earth.
Zizhu Mountain. In the eyes of many masters in the southern border, Zizhu Mountain is like a holy land of martial arts and a prosperous place of Tianmen. It is a highly respected existence. Even Shang Jue looked forward to it.
Looking at the lake and mountains from a distance, with the heavy bamboo shadows, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt relaxed and happy.
In contrast, although Yunjian Tianmen has the grandeur of a famous sect, it cannot compare with the petty bourgeoisie atmosphere of the Zizhu Holy Land in Zizhu Mountain. When it comes to the tranquility and peace here, Yunjian Tianmen cannot compare.
Feng Jueyu was enjoying the sightseeing by himself when suddenly Zhou Tianyu beside him let out a strange cry and flew towards the purple bamboo forest in front of him. Feng Jueyu was slightly startled as he was not on guard, and immediately looked over there, only to see vague people in the forest.
Two figures flashed past, one of them looked like Yang Yin.
In a stunned moment, Zhou Tianyu had already shot into the forest. Monk Feng Jueyu glanced at each other and immediately followed. Only when he was in the forest did he see that on the other side of Zhou Tianyu and Yang Yin's two-point line, there was also
A tall woman wearing a yellow tunic.
The woman did not look back, but it could still be seen from her freckles of black and white hair that she was not young. Her figure was slightly plump and extremely symmetrical. She must have been a stunning beauty when she was young.
Just when Feng Jueyu was about to suspect the woman's identity, Yang Yin shouted out in surprise and joy: "Zhenzhen..."
"Zhenzhen? Isn't that woman the eldest grandson Zhenzhen who worries Zhou Tianyu and Yang Yin?" Feng Jueyu's eyes widened.
The woman finally turned around. At first glance, Feng Jueyu nodded first and gave a thumbs up in her heart. She saw that the girl's eyes were like phoenixes, her eyebrows were like willows, her nose was as tall as a mountain, her lips were red and her teeth were white.
Nothing could be more perfect than this kind of facial features, coupled with the pointed oval face, slightly white weeping hair on the temples, even the negligible crow's feet at the corners of the eyes cannot interfere with her stunning beauty.
To be honest, this woman looks a bit youthful, but she doesn't use too obvious facial enhancement techniques to cover up her age. However, it is precisely because of those few wrinkles that not only makes her look look older, but also highlights her maturity.
, steady, dignified, elegant beauty, no wonder Zhou Tianyu and Yang Yin are mortal enemies for her. Such a beautiful woman is truly worthy of the words "beautiful to the country and the city".