In the center of the city, on top of a tall building, stood two young men.
A young man wearing a dark long gown, with white patterns embroidered on his sleeves and a white jade pendant around his waist, was looking down listlessly at his surroundings, shaking his head and mouthing from time to time.
A young man wearing a dark blue Confucian-style robe, a Taoist crown on his head, and a sword-shaped jade hairpin in his hair. The young man's appearance is clean and tidy, his face is like jade, and he is gentle and elegant. He is concentrating on reading a book, but looking at his expression, it seems that he is having a hard time reading.
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The appearance of the book is very ordinary, no different from those in ordinary bookstores, except that there is no title. The content of the book is a bit strange. The page I am looking at only has three columns of text written by Liao Liao. The writing style is square, and the last word in the third column is "positive".
"In the word, the last stroke is missing.
The young man in black clothes who was watching from a distance suddenly had his eyes lit up. He pointed at a place and said without looking back: "Hey, eh, eh, Zhiyue, here comes the guy named Feng, the guy with the heavy sword behind him, eh.
?The little girl is here too, oh, I understand."
The young master who was called Zhiyue ignored it and was still reading with his head down.
A few breaths later, the word "正" that was missing the last stroke was suddenly and slowly added out of thin air, as if someone had written it. He slowly closed the unnamed book, took a breath, and his labored expression changed accordingly.
With his indifference, the book disappeared out of thin air.
He raised his eyes and looked at where the young man was pointing. The person being pointed seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at each other, looking at each other from a distance.
"Long Ke, you said earlier that this person only has the Alchemy Spirit Realm. It seems there is more to him than that."
"Why are you lying to me? He is actually Dan!? It's impossible for him, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, is impossible, I have to go and have a look." After saying that, the young man in the black shirt stepped forward in the air, and the next moment there was a black three-foot long sword under his feet.
With a whistling sound, it flew away in the wind.
The young master shook his head and said, "Reckless." He turned back and walked down the stairs.
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Feng Ziqing looked at the young man wielding the sword and straightened his clothes, looking forward to his reaction. Sure enough, the young man did not disappoint him.
"Feng Ziqing! How long have you not seen me? You have reached the Dongyuan realm? It seems you are still in the middle stage, a little higher than me! Tell me honestly, did you take some magic medicine?"
Feng Ziqing smiled calmly, "No one else but talent."
Long Ke looked unbelieving, "Ah! You must have taken some magic medicine to regain your talent. Tell me, what kind of magic medicine? If there are no hidden dangers after taking it, give me two pills."
There seemed to be no reaction, but he refused to give up, "I have money, really!"
Feng Ziqing rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "You have money? Do you still need to earn bounties if you have money? I am older than you, and my level is slightly higher than yours. Please be polite when talking to me in the future.
,Did you know."
"You!" Long Ke lamented, alas, the days when the seniors were older than the seniors will be gone forever.
Long Ke came to Feng Ziqing's side with a smile and put his arm around his shoulders. It was a bit awkward due to his shorter height, but he didn't care at all.
"We have killed enemies together, so don't be so outspoken. We are friends. Let me give you one or two as a greeting gift."
Feng Ziqing narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "Meeting gift? It's not the first time we've met. You were at a high level at that time, so you didn't give me a meeting gift. You even threatened me, huh?"
Long Ke laughed dryly, "Nothing, it's just a reminder, forget it. Let's not talk about the past. From today on, we are good friends. If there are good things in the future, don't forget me.
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"Call me brother."
Long Ke rolled his eyes and took back the hand on his shoulder, cursing in his heart.
While the two were talking, a young master in Confucian-style Taoist robes slowly walked over. When he came to the three of them, he bowed and saluted, and said in a warm voice: "I am Zhiyue. In the past few days, I have often heard Long Ke mention Mr. Feng. Today I have a chance to meet you."
It's an honor to meet you." Then he turned to Liu Fu and asked, "I've seen a girl, do you dare to ask her her name?"
Liu Fu seemed to have never experienced this kind of formation. He was a little embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands. He turned to Feng Ziqing for help.
Feng Ziqing nodded and told Liu Fu not to be nervous. He turned to look at Long Ke, who covered his mouth with his hands and whispered: "He is the person I mentioned earlier. You can write some poems another day to help me frustrate him."
spirit."
Feng Ziqing suddenly remembered this incident on Crouching Tiger Mountain. The man in front of him had a gentle smile, acted politely, and couldn't fault him at all. He looked like he came from a scholarly family. How could he be his opponent despite his modest abilities?
He felt a little guilty at the moment, but he had to keep his momentum steady.
Feng Ziqing pretended to be serious, clasped his hands and said, "Brother Zhizhi? I wonder where my master came from?"
Zhi Yue apologized in a gentle voice, "Master Feng, just call me by my name. My master has a duty to travel down the mountain. I can't tell others about my master's sect easily, so as not to fall into the trap of others and say that I bully the younger ones, but I still want to see you."
Forgive me."
Oh? It seems that this has a lot of background. I just feel that this statement is a bit contradictory. This person doesn't seem to be very good at turning around.
Feng Zi smiled lightly and said: "It's okay. When you go out, you should focus on your own strength. Your sect's actions are admirable." Then he raised his hand and patted Liu Fu on the shoulder and said: "Her name is Liu Fu, and
Don’t talk much to strangers, but things will get better once we get to know each other.”
The young master nodded slightly towards Liu Fu, who responded by clasping his hands into fists and smiling.
"You two are going to stay at the inn. Since you are Long Ke's friends, it would be more convenient to live with him."
Feng Ziqing's eyes lit up, and he looked at Long Ke, who looked indifferent, since he didn't need to pay anyway. He took Long Ke in his arms and said with a smile: "That's it, then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful, Brother Long,
Lead the way."
Long Ke took a deep breath, forget it, endure it for a while, and wait until Zhiyue's spirit is dampened before settling the score.
Liu Fu stood aside, his body tensed and he didn't dare to express his anger.
The young man in black shirt named Long Ke came here with a sword! He should be the immortal cultivator that the master mentioned. The one named Zhi Yue seems to be with him, so he must be the same.
She secretly glanced at Feng Ziqing, who was talking to the two people, and laughed wildly in her heart. Hahaha, she has good vision. These three people are all powerful, but she must work hard to keep up.
Halfway along the way, Zhi Yue told Feng and Liu some of the customs and customs of Luwen County from time to time, and he seemed very familiar with them.
According to Zhiyue, although Luwen County is located in the Wenlin Kingdom in the far west of Xizhou, it has a prosperous literary style, which is where the word "文" in the name of the country comes from. A Xizhou Literary Banquet is held here every ten years
, at that time, most of the literati and poets from the entire Xiliu Yuzhou would come to participate, except of course the Li Wu Kingdom, which has always been a martial artist.
Literary banquets are usually hosted by disciples of large Xiuxian sects with both political integrity and talent, in order to demonstrate their importance and appear fair at the same time.
Feng Ziqing pinched his chin. It seemed that when Liu Fu spread rumors earlier, he probably happened to catch up with the Xizhou cultural banquet, which is why Luwen County was so angry.
The appearance of the dragon guest from Xihe County before was probably just a test. Now that I thought about it, I just felt that it was very dangerous. Fortunately, I didn't do anything bad, otherwise I and Liu Fu would have to confess.
However, it can be seen that Xihe County is really not popular. Even the Xizhou Cultural Banquet was not invited to many people, and no one mentioned it on the street. It seemed that it was not once or twice.
A group of people came to a village courtyard. Liu Fu looked at the big plaque and blurted out: "Guangwen Garden".
Zhiyue explained: "This is a residence used to entertain scholars from all over the world. I will take over the post of master for the time being. You two will stay here for the time being. Later, Long Ke will guide you. If you need anything, just contact me."
Make it clear, there is no need to be polite."
Feng Ziqing clasped his fists in thanks, Liu Fu followed suit.
"By the way, Mr. Feng, Miss Liu, there are mostly secular people in the mountains in the garden. We are all practitioners. If there is an argument, don't do it. We should dress the people down." After saying this, he did not forget to look at the person standing opposite.
Long Ke, the latter pursed his lips to show that he heard it.
Feng Zi chuckled and said, "Don't worry, we are all observant of etiquette, and we should be like this."