The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 180
"drive!"

In the fourth year of Xuanhe, one morning in June, riding a fast horse, trampling through the wind and dust, smashed the prosperity of Bianjing, and the frightened passers-by dodged in embarrassment, causing curses.

That man was a messenger, and he went straight to the imperial city as an urgent report.

In less than half a day, the news came out that the Northern Expedition had failed, the Song army suffered repeated setbacks, the cultivation of teachers was defeated by Yelu Dashi, and Xin Xingzong met Xiao Qian again, and they were also defeated. Turning around, he threw away the helmet and armor of Song Jun's killer, and fled in embarrassment.

The emperor was furious when he heard the news, and when he thought about the bold words before sending troops, his expression was extremely wonderful.

The massive Northern Expedition has so far come to a hasty end.

At this time, more than a month has passed since the "Battle of Tianquan Mountain". The martial arts in the capital, which was originally undercurrents, suddenly died down, and there was no sound. It was surprisingly peaceful and peaceful.

Who would have thought that Lei Mei, the "Third Hall Master" of the Liufen Hall, would be the "Guo Dongshen" who is the head of the "Five Gods" in the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, the one who hides the most.

Moreover, it was precisely because of this woman's sneak attack that Lei Shun's painstakingly arranged plan came to naught, and he was on the brink of failure, giving the other party a fatal sword.

A generation of heroes, destined to fly across the sea to heaven.

But to everyone's dismay, Lei Shang's body has not been found yet.

People from Liufentang are looking for people, and people from Jinfengxiyulou are also looking for people. They want to see people when they live, and they want to see corpses when they die.

Because in their view, since someone is willing to snatch out the lightning damage in such a dangerous situation, there must be a way to keep him alive. If he does not die, it will be a great disaster.

However, with a sword in my heart, how can I not die?

The situation of Su Mengzhen, who has been fighting openly and secretly with him for many years, is not optimistic. He has already lost a leg, and has also suffered from illnesses and injuries.

Right now, "Liufenbantang" is in charge of Di Feijing, assisting Lei Chun, and stabilizing people's hearts, while the Golden Wind and Light Rain Building is Bai Choufei gaining power, and is also gathering people's hearts and developing his power.

The people in power have changed from old to new, and they are all tacitly accumulating momentum...

……

God Hou House.

The garden is full of flowers outside the window, and the faint scent of flowers is drawn in by the wind, stirring the rice paper on the desk and brushing the thick ink that is not dry.

Chen Zhuo is practicing calligraphy, his strokes are sharp and sharp, like a knife cutting an axe, but he walks around a bit freely and casually, leaving no trace at first, but when he looks closely, the ink marks on the paper have flowed into words, Like a tiger sitting on a high mountain, a dragon soaring in the sky, there seems to be boundless heaven and earth hidden between the lines, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, it has become a wonderful and extraordinary calligraphy.

"A scholar must be Hongyi!"

However, at the end of the pen, his mood suddenly moved, the pen holder in his hand suddenly broke, and the pen tip fell on the paper, staining a piece of ink.

"Sell tofu!"

Outside the courtyard, I suddenly heard the movement of the peddler calling to buy, and only shouted three times before walking away.

When Chen Zhuo heard these three yells, his expression moved slightly, he put down the broken pen holder, and the cold expression on his face eased a lot.

It's done.

This is the secret code that Qi Shaoshang agreed with him.

Qi Shaoshang felt that he had figured out everything that Fang should see, whether it was the tone of speech, small and subtle actions, smiles, anger, momentum, and even martial arts.

He was originally a wizard of swordsmanship, with amazing talent in martial arts. He even practiced the "Blood River Sword Technique" a lot.

So, taking advantage of the failure of the Northern Expedition, Qi Shaoshang went to meet the emperor.

Three shouts, it means that the fake has been confused with the real one, went in alive, and came out alive.

As for the death of "Mi Youqiao", it has been silently erased by Cai Jing. Although he was dismissed from office, he has a lot of followers, and he found two unlucky scapegoats from somewhere, and settled the matter without any leaks.

And over the past few days, Chen Zhuo's body and bones are also gradually recovering. Swallowing his breath and vigorously, he is constantly absorbing the essence of all kinds of rare medicines, his blood is growing stronger day by day, and he is becoming more and more powerful. He has recovered Almost [-]%.

With a flick of his eyes, he looked at the "Sorrowful Arrow Art" in the corner of the desk, rubbed his five fingers, and the arrow art has been grasped in the palm of his hand, turning into a ground of confetti.

This is a remnant of the manual. Even Number Seven Under Heaven does not know the complete archery formula, but he has gained a lot from it. It actually records the method of condensing the spirit. Gather heart-broken arrow intentions, and use intentions to control arrows.

Not only that, even the "Longevity Taoist Collection" is also lacking.

Chen Zhuo stretched out his hand to caress the Dao Cang that he had read through. It is said that there are 480 volumes in this collection, but he only found more than 5000 and [-] volumes here.

For this reason, he also specifically asked Tieshou for advice, and the answer he got was that there are more than 200 volumes in the royal collection, which will not be published.

"It's time to go one step further."

Chen Zhuo reached out to pick up the Sun Shooting Bow leaning beside him, went out of the room, and walked to the hall where Zhuge Shenhou was entertaining guests.

However, the hall was empty, no one was there, Wu Qing and Tie Shou and others were also gone, only Leng Xue was practicing sword in the garden.

He stepped into the hall and put the Sun Shooting Bow back to its original position, returned it to its original owner, turned around and strode out.

He walked out of the city all the way, getting rid of all the eyes and ears behind him.

Turning around again, Chen Zhuo was no longer his original appearance, the appearance of his face was changing rapidly, his muscles began to shift, and his facial features also changed.

In a few moments of effort, he has transformed into another young and handsome face, restraining his extraordinary stalwart body.

After waiting for a while, the sound of hooves was heard in the distance.

Marquis Shentong's car drove over.

On both sides of the guards of the four great sword kings, a yellow-faced man was holding the reins and driving the horse, holding three horses alone with both hands and arms, with astonishing strength, it was Shen Yunshan.

In the carriage, Qi Shaoshang was leaning on his body, playing with his wine glass, his eyes were full of laziness and a touch of compelling nobility, he looked more and more like Fang Ying.

He imitated Fang Yingkan's tone and said lightly: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, sooner or later you have to take this step, make it through, everything will be fine, if you can't make it through, you have to make it."

Chen Zhuo sat cross-legged, shook his head and laughed, and said softly, "Let's go."

Qi Shaoshang's eyes were burning, he took a deep breath, raised his throat and drank the spirit in the glass, "Okay!"

Under the clatter of horseshoes, the carriage rushed all the way to the gate of the imperial city.

As the sky was getting dark, an old eunuch held a palace lantern and seemed to be waiting for a long time.

"Young Master, is this the Youdao expert you mentioned?"

There was also a commander of the imperial army at the side, seeing Chen Zhuo's young appearance, he was a little surprised and a little suspicious.

Qi Shaoshang smiled and said, "Of course."

"Come with me!"

The commander didn't ask any more questions, he turned around and led the eunuch who held the lamp to lead the way.

The group then entered the palace.

It was okay at the beginning, but the more you go in, you will see the winding corridors seem endless, the diverging roads are difficult to distinguish, and the palace walls are deep, as if there is no end.

And along the way, Chen Zhuo has almost discovered no less than a hundred qi mechanisms hidden in the dark, whether they are strong or weak, they are all masters, and almost the moment they entered the palace, they followed them all the way like gangrene, as if they were slightly injured. If there is any abnormal behavior, they will attack in groups.

Sure enough, it is the inner garden of the imperial palace, full of masters.

Chen Zhuo originally thought about sneaking in secretly, but judging by his posture, it was easy to think about.

Walking out again, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano, and the vision suddenly opened up. Hundreds of flowers were blooming, and the flowers were fragrant. Each is hung with a beautiful wind lamp, under the shade of the lamp, there is a beautiful woman playing the qin in the pavilion,
In the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, there is a bamboo hut.

There was a ball of lights in the hut, reflecting a figure.

The man looked quite old, with hair tied in a wooden hairpin, wearing a Taoist robe, with a few strands of short black beard on his chin, fluttering in the wind, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyebrows were light, his mouth and eyes were closed, but he was crossing his knees meditate.

There is another person outside the bamboo hut, he is a handsome man in black robe, wearing a high crown and ancient clothes, with a ruddy complexion, a pair of round eyes shining brightly, holding a jade handle and whisking, guarding the side.

After walking about forty or fifty steps, the eunuch who held the lamp had already made a gesture of stopping, and then he stepped in front of the bamboo hut, bent his back, and called out in a low voice, "My lord, you are here."

Hearing this, the man in the hut slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Chen Zhuo.

"Another thirty steps!"

The little eunuch immediately turned his head and said: "The Holy Majesty said, go forward thirty more steps!"

With a calm expression, Chen Zhuo walked another thirty steps forward.

It turns out that this person is the current emperor, Zhao Ji.

"Are you that wise man?"

Zhao Ji was a little disappointed seeing Chen Zhuo's handsome appearance but only double tenth.

Chen Zhuo said with a smile: "A real person doesn't show his face, and if he shows his face, he is not a real person."

Zhao Ji closed his eyes again, but did not respond.

But the black-robed Taoist suddenly asked: "Then what sect does this real person belong to? Which fairy mountain does he practice?"

Chen Zhuo replied: "There is no school, no sect, it is a family of its own."

The black-robed Taoist shook his head, and sighed pretentiously, "That won't work, there must be a history, otherwise everyone will say that, isn't everyone a master of Taoism?"

Chen Zhuo said with a smile: "I originally thought that the current emperor, admiring Taoism and practicing the Dharma, should be a sincere person. I don't want to judge people by their appearance with the naked eyes of the mortal body. It's a waste of time for me to enter the world. ... Difficult, difficult, the most mysterious way... Don't take the golden elixir for nothing, if you don't meet the perfect person to pass on the secret formula, empty words without a tongue, I will retreat."

"Bold!"

"and many more!"

The first sentence came from the black-robed Taoist sternly.

The second sentence is Zhao Ji.

He suddenly opened his eyes again, and when he first heard the first half of the sentence, he felt sullen and was waiting for someone to take this fool down, but when he heard the word "Longevity", his expression did not change slightly, and the last few sentences made him feel angry His eyes lit up.

The black-robed Taoist turned his gaze, "Your Majesty, this man is full of lies. In my opinion, he is an ignorant charlatan who steals the world's reputation. You must not be fooled."

Zhao Ji waved his hand, "It's okay, let's listen to what he said and see if he is really capable."

He looked at Chen Zhuo and wondered: "You mentioned the word 'longevity' just now, let's talk about it, is there really anyone in this world who can live forever?"

Chen Zhuo smiled lightly, "Since I'm here, of course I have."

"Hmph!" The black-robed Taoist snorted coldly, "Seeing that your appearance is only double ten, you dare to talk about longevity."

Chen Zhuo frowned and said, "Dare to ask you?"

The black-robed Taoist smiled and said: "This seat, Zhan Bieye, is named 'Master of the Black Light'."

But he is the national teacher of the dynasty.

Chen Zhuo sighed: "To be honest, I have been sleeping in the mountains for a long time, and I haven't been in the secular world for a hundred years. Originally, I had no intention of entering the world, but I was touched by the Taoist heart of today, so I came here for a while."

Master Heiguang laughed even more when he heard it, "Don't you think you are the ancestor of Chen Tuan?"

Chen Zhuo looked at Zhao Ji calmly, "Your Majesty also thinks so?"

Zhao Ji frowned and said nothing, he has searched all over the world for so many years, it is not clear whether there is a way of longevity, but seeing Chen Zhuo's words are convincing, and he is really greedy for the word "longevity". Not sure.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhuo suddenly put his hands behind his back and said with a loud laugh: "The secret secret is perfect, there is no other way to cultivate your life... You always come with energy and energy, and you will hide it firmly... Don't leak it, hide it in your body, you I will prosper from my preaching... how beneficial it is to memorize the formulas, and get rid of evil desires and get refreshed..."

Zhao Ji's eyes gradually widened, but when he heard the key point, Chen Zhuo shook his sleeves and turned around, striding away gracefully.

In the afterglow of the lights, everyone around saw that the brows of the young man in front of him suddenly lit up with a little brilliance, like a dazzling star, which made people lose their minds on the spot, but saw his feet suddenly changed, stepped into the air and fell, and his feet were unimaginably half off the ground Feet, hanging in the air without falling, like walking on flat ground, walking steadily and fast.

A group of eunuchs holding lanterns and imperial guards were all dumbfounded, their mouths parched.

The sound of the piano stopped.

That Master Heiguang was also pale and dignified, full of surprise and doubt.

Zhao Ji shrank his pupils, stretched out his right hand, and lost his voice, "Wait a minute, real man!"

At this moment, Qi Shaoshang took the opportunity to stop him, stretched out his hand to block it, and at the same time did not wink at Chen Zhuo, with a smile hidden in his eyes.

Who would have thought that one day they would come to play tricks.

Chen Zhuo stopped when he saw this, but even with these few steps, he almost exhausted his spiritual thoughts and felt sluggish.

Zhao Ji got up and was about to chase after him, but Master Heiguang said urgently: "My lord, what this person used earlier was just some martial arts tricks, don't trust him!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Zhuo again, and said coldly, "Boy, since you said that you are a hundred years old, you have nothing to prove, but do you have evidence?"

Chen Zhuo turned around, looked straight at it without avoiding it, and said, "If so, what should I do?"

Master Heiguang's cheeks twitched, and he said with a sneer: "If there is, I will hand over the position of national teacher to you. If not, you will commit the crime of deceiving the emperor."

Chen Zhuo said: "I have no intention of entering the world, let alone the position of national teacher, I only have one wish."

Zhao Ji couldn't help asking: "Why do you wish?"

Chen Zhuo said: "I heard that there are countless books in the inner garden of the imperial palace, and there are many Taoist scriptures and scriptures in them. May I read them?"

Zhao Ji didn't even think about it, and said eagerly: "Okay, just follow what the real person said."

Looking at each other, Chen Zhuo nodded, "Forget it, since that's the case, I will show my true face, and I hope the Holy One will not be surprised!"

As soon as the words fell, his feet sank, and he was full of energy. It seemed that there was a storm under his clothes, and his clothes were turbulent.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, everyone's eyes were surprised and confused at first, but gradually became unbelievable, dumbfounded, and everyone stood on the spot.

Even Master Heiguang's eyes widened a little bit, he was so horrified that he couldn't speak.

But following Chen Zhuo's long breath, earth-shaking changes have taken place in his whole body.

Under the unimaginable eyes of everyone, he is aging rapidly with the breath, one breath seems to be one year older, two breaths is three or four years old, and strands of silver frost and snow-like hair are beginning to emerge from his black hair White hair, stubble also appeared on the chin, and then turned from black to white, and the man's eyebrows were all dyed white.

In just twenty or so breaths, Chen Zhuo seemed to be five or sixty years old, and he looked at Jiazi, so frightening.

After ten or so breaths, there is no handsome young man in everyone's eyes, only a majestic old man with white eyebrows and eyelashes, beard like frost, and snow-white hair standing on the spot, his white hair is thick and long, swaying in the wind, like wormwood, Shocking.

Although his appearance is old, his figure is still tall and straight, and he has a sense of oppression that is different from ordinary people.

The voice suddenly changed, vigorous and deep, like a lion or a tiger speaking.

"This is my hundred-year-old body, but the Holy One sees it clearly?"

"thump!"

The eunuchs holding lamps had never seen such a horrific scene. The night wind blew in and they shivered.

Master Heiguang froze in place at first, then clenched his teeth, his eyelids trembled, and his mouth drooled, his whole body seemed to be dazed, "Is this impossible? The law of longevity? Is there really a law of longevity in the world?"

Qi Shaoshang was dumbfounded, the smile on his face disappeared, his expression was full of shock.

Zhao Ji also opened his eyes wide, and couldn't help getting closer, "This is?"

Chen Zhuo's eyes were burning, and he replied unabashedly: "My lineage, cultivated to the extreme, can become a true immortal on land, repeat youth, and live forever."

When he closed his eyes, his old appearance was slowly recovering suddenly.

After a while, when I looked closely, I saw that he was young again, his white beard was gone, his eyebrows turned black, even the white hair behind his back turned black again.

Zhao Ji's face was flushed, he stared at Chen Zhuo, and said after a long while, "I hope that the real person will take pity on my heart of Taoism and pass down the law of longevity. worship."

Voices have changed.

Chen Zhuo nodded, "Naturally."

The Master Heiguang still wanted to open his mouth to speak, but was interrupted impatiently by Zhao Ji, "Whether the Master talked a little too much tonight, I can still see clearly whether it is true or not."

Master Heiguang fell silent immediately, looking at Chen Zhuo with gloomy eyes.

Unaware of it, Chen Zhuo took out a small white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured out two wax-sealed pills, "This pill was made by me in my spare time. As a thank you gift from Master Fang for guiding me."

Zhao Ji also said with a smile: "The Marquis of Shentong really made a great achievement today, and I will reward you a lot!"

Qi Shaoshang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw Zhao Ji couldn't help but glance at the pill, so he had to take one knowingly and put it in his mouth.

Chen Zhuo smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to press it, and landed on the back of Qi Shaoshang's heart, "This pill should be supplemented with the method of my lineage, so as to get the full effect of the medicine, otherwise it will be just a simple tonic for ordinary people."

The palms of his palms secretly channeled the inner energy, and after pushing and kneading, Qi Shaoshang's muscles could not stop swaying, his five internal organs trembled, his chest, abdomen, dantian, and six internal organs vibrated together, and there were bursts of strange noises, like dragons singing and tigers roaring , causing everyone to be shocked again.

Qi Shaoshang himself found it inconceivable that the medicine's power dissipated quickly, and he became radiant and energetic after a while.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! You have met Daoist Daoist!"

Zhao Ji was overjoyed, but remembering that he should not lose his temper too much, he regained his composure, "I don't know how to call a real person?"

Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "The officials can just call me Daoren Chen!"

"hiss!"

Zhao Ji took a breath of cool air, "Could it be that the real person is really related to Patriarch Chen Tuan?"

Chen Zhuo didn't expect the other party to say that, he hesitated for a while, but in the eyes of others, it was already tacit agreement.

Thinking about it is also true, if you really want to sleep for a hundred years, if you look at the next 300 years, the first thing that comes to mind is "Mr. Xiyi".

"The real person will stay in the palace for the time being, and I will show the real person my sincerity."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Chen Zhu refused, "There is no need for the officials to bother me. I don't need to go to bed anymore, and I can be self-sufficient. I just want to have a glimpse of the scrolls and fragments of scriptures hidden in the palace."

Seeing his surprise, Zhao Ji said with a smile, "Okay, let me tell you to go down. In the future, real people can come and go freely in Taiqing Tower and Longtu Pavilion, and read them freely, even if they sleep in them." ... I remember that there is still a Yudian near the Taiqing Tower that has been unoccupied for a long time, if the real person is tired, he can go to rest by himself."

Looking at the situation, Qi Shaoshang knew that the matter was accomplished, so he saw the opportunity to leave, and when he was about to leave, he did not forget to stuff another elixir to the eunuch in charge of the lamp.

Zhao Ji didn't leave until it was late.

Master Heiguang swung his fly in the dust and passed by, he sneered in his ear and said: "Hehe, your lord has such a clever method, you can enter the palace with the vain method of longevity; however, there will be papers that cannot be wrapped When it’s time to fire, when the time comes, you’ll be hacked into pieces.”

After saying that, he left.

Chen Zhuo was indifferent, and looked at a young eunuch beside him, "Can my father-in-law take me to Taiqing Tower now?"

The little eunuch seemed to regard Chen Zhuozhen as a god, and hurriedly replied: "Follow me!"

……

Taiqing Building.

The house is deep and the Qiong Tower is majestic.

It was already night, and the little eunuch held the lamp in front of him, leading Chen Zhuo through the corridors and crossings. He would often be questioned by the imperial guards who were watching the night, but fortunately they passed by one by one, and it took about two cups of tea before they finally stopped. In front of a majestic palace.

Lanterns hang from the four corners of the eaves in front of the building, illuminating a huge silhouette in the night.

The little eunuch took the key, opened the door and said: "A real person can enter by himself. The first floor of this building is for books, the second floor is for paintings, and the third floor is for astronomy... Exit the 'Yingyang Gate' in front of Yudian, go to Walk a hundred steps to the right, and I will have people deliver three meals a day."

"Trouble!"

Chen Zhuo responded, pushed the door open and walked in.

Kungfu has been trained to his climate, and his five senses are subtle. Even in the middle of the night, his eyesight can still be as usual. This is why he was able to take advantage of Mi Youqiao and Fang Yingkan when the lights went out in the Shentong Houhou Mansion. machine.

As soon as you step in, a strong smell of ink comes to your face, and there is a faint smell of paper; as far as you can see, there are walls of bookshelves in the depths, densely packed with stacks of high and low bookshelves. collection of books.

"Find the Promise Elixir first!"

With a thought in his mind, he kept on stepping, walking through the aisle between the bookshelves, his eyes flicked non-stop, his eyes wandered, and he had already scanned every corner along the way, not even letting go of the corners of the walls.

It's just that he never thought that when he came in with his front foot, someone would follow behind him.

"Could it be that Master Black Light?"

Chen Zhuo raised it in his eyes, but he didn't seem to notice it, but after walking a few steps, his right hand suddenly turned around, and with a clasp of five fingers, he had grabbed the man's neck like lightning.

The other party didn't even have time to exclaim.

When Chen Zhuo looked back, his expression suddenly changed, his fingers loosened, and a half-grown little girl had fallen to the ground, coughing anxiously, her little face was flushed, and tears were about to come out.

"Whose doll are you?"

But the little girl patted her chest, blinked her bright eyes, and looked at the dark outline of the person in front of her. She could barely see a pair of faintly bright eyes from the shadow of the face, and her heart jumped, as if she was afraid.

But he still had the courage to take a book from one of the bookshelves with ease, and sneaked out in a hurry.

Chen Zhuo looked curiously, and looked at the place where the child took the book, and randomly took the next one.

"Five Zhanmei!"

It turned out to be a book of swordsmanship.

He soon seemed to realize something, the child should have taken this book, and he probably took it by mistake.

Chen Zhuo turned his head again, and the little girl ran back, holding a lamp in her hand. Seeing him holding the sword technique called "Wu Zhan Mei", her face tightened, but her eyes did not flinch.

"How can there be swordsmanship here?"

He put down the sword manual.

The little girl immediately took it as if she had found a treasure, and responded crisply: "I don't know, the books here are all copied. I heard that in the early years, there were strangers from the Taoist school who borrowed them. Maybe they left them."

As soon as the lights came on, I saw that the girl had a pointed jaw, and her cheeks were white and plump, like peach blossoms and hibiscus, delicate and flooded, and seemed to be covered with a layer of suet-like jade color, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes, slender waist and thin shoulders, with a natural appearance beautiful.

It's just a little old when worn, and it turns white when washed.

Chen Zhuo asked, "How many cheat books have you found here?"

While flipping through the sword manual, the girl said without raising her head: "Two copies, and one 'Liuyunshuishou', unfortunately it is a fragmented copy, only a few moves, this sword manual is also, maybe those Taoist strangers deliberately made fun of it, After practicing, I always feel that it is a little bit worse, so I want to come back and have a look.”

Chen Zhuo nodded, neither driving him away nor saying much, but continuing to search in the "Taiqing Tower".

But in his mind, he was thinking back to the girl's words, it should be unmistakable for a stranger from the Taoist sect.

After walking around for two times, Chen Zhuo found nothing, and Chen Zhuo had already reached the second floor.

What is hidden here are paintings.

On the jade table on all sides is a square of exquisite painting box, which contains more than [-] paintings. It is said that they are all famous ancient paintings from the hands of ancient and modern masters, and they are rare works handed down in the world.

In the heart of the house is a sideways calligraphy table, elegantly arranged, and it should be the place where Zhao Ji enjoys paintings on weekdays.

Chen Zhuo turned his gaze, and suddenly saw a lifelike mural on the wall in the east.

"Lu Zu cuts the dragon picture."

The painting on the wall shows the river as the bottom, the turbid waves roll into the sky, the water waves are so deep that it seems difficult to see the bottom, and the boats on the waves are in danger.However, a pair of ferocious blue eyes loomed under the turbid waves, and there was even a section of green-scaled giant tail hidden in the waves, which was exactly the tendency of the evil dragon to stir up wind and waves.

On the waves, there is an immortal swordsman holding a sword in his hand, making a gesture of flying into the air, pinching the fingers of the sword with his left hand, and slashing with the sword with his right hand, with a staring and angry face, a long beard on his chin, and a white robe. Moving, with a gourd hanging from the waist, like riding the wind and fog, the hair is flying, and the sword is fierce. It has both the spirit of a sword fairy and the spirit of a hero who draws his sword to slay a dragon.

The painting is exactly "Chunyangzi" Lu Dongbin.

"Good painting."

Chen Zhuo gave a compliment.

The person who painted it should be a Taoist master, or this painting was left when he was in a state of uncertainty.

A person born in the world means entering the world.

The state of mind fluctuates, just like the evil dragon making wind and waves, if this sword is cut down, the wind and waves will calm down.

It's a pity that in the painting, Lu Zu holds the sword in his hand, and the sword is halfway there, but there is no result, only the tendency to cut.

Shaking his head, Chen Zhuo only looked at the paintings on the second floor and did not touch the paintings.

Since these things are Zhao Ji's favorite things, they are by no means the hiding place of "Wuji elixir".

"Could it be hidden on the third floor?"

He was about to go upstairs, when suddenly a cloud of light floated on the wooden ladder, and the little girl also came up.

"Since you want to learn martial arts, you should search carefully below, maybe you will gain something else."

But the little girl said: "I've finished memorizing it. Since you are looking for something, can you see it in such darkness? This lamp is for you."

Chen Zhuo smiled, scanned the amount, and asked, "What's your name?"

The girl followed his gaze and looked around curiously, "My surname is Zhao, Zhao Shirong!"

"Master Zhao?"

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, and he turned to the other party. After taking a closer look, for some reason, he suddenly felt that the little girl in front of him looked like a very different person.

Thinking about it carefully in his mind, Chen Zhuo suddenly remembered.

When he first arrived in Bianjing, in the "Sweet Water Alley", he once saw a magnificent woman from a distance, and later someone told him that it was Li Shishi, who was so beautiful in Beijing.

And the bones of this person are actually very similar to it.

Also, this Zhao surname is not ordinary, and being in the palace is even more extraordinary.

Xu Shi was frightened by Chen Zhuo's gaze, the little girl shrank her shoulders, but instead of retreating, she stared back.

Chen Zhuo retracted his gaze, and said softly, "It seems that you are very afraid of the dark, afraid of being alone."

The little girl stared, as if her mind had been broken.

Chen Zhuo continued: "You are thinking that I am a good person, but also a weird person."

The girl's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, as if she had seen a ghost.

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "You scolded me."

The little girl blurted out, "How do you know?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly covered her mouth again, her eyes became terrified.

"I'm not a ghost."

Chen Zhuo sighed, turned around and was about to go upstairs, but when he was going up the stairs, he inadvertently glanced at the "Picture of Lu Zu Cutting the Jiao", who would have thought that there would be an unexpected discovery after seeing it.

This Lu Zu held the sword in his right hand and slashed down, while with his left hand he pointed with the sword at a slant.

"An immortal guiding the way?"

Chen Zhuo's heart was shocked, and he followed the direction pointed by the sword fairy's fingertips in the painting, but he saw a wooden pillar wrapped by two people, with a golden dragon coiled on it, holding a dragon ball in its mouth.

And what the sword pointed at was the gray dragon ball.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zhuo leaped up into the air, grabbed the dragon ball with his hand, kneaded it with his five fingers, the dragon ball burst open immediately, and a palm-sized jade box fell out from it.

But at this moment, a closed wooden window on the second floor suddenly opened wide, and a tall and thin black shadow flew in, pushing his palms with both hands, and the power of the palms was surging, and it went straight to Chen Zhuo.

"After following for so long, I'm finally willing to show up!"

In fact, just before the wooden window opened, Chen Zhuo had put away the jade box calmly. Facing the terrifying palm wind in front of him, he glanced at the other person lightly. Shen, the index finger and middle finger are slightly bent, as if holding a bow and arrow.

He didn't have a bow in his hand, nor did he have an arrow, but just after making the action of nocking the arrow and opening the string.

A frightening aura in the void has been brewing and gathering under his finger.

Invisible Arrow.

　I even made up yesterday's, [-] words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)