"Senior Brother!"

"Um!"

"I should call you senior brother!"

"Um!"

"Are you the senior brother?"

"Um!"

"Then there is another second senior brother?"

"Um!"

"What's the second senior brother's name?"

Qingxu was very annoyed. He didn't expect that less than an hour after leaving Chijin Town, Xiao Shitou became lively from his initial listless state. One problem after another, and he talked more and more. He was afraid that the child would not be able to think about it for a moment and he was ready to enlighten him. Now it seems that who is here to help him.

Qingxu didn't know that Xiao Shitou was originally depressed and was enlightened by Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji didn't say much, but said a few words, "Stone, Kongtong Sect has established a sect for thousands of years but has not fallen, and it is really talented and learned. Taiqing's Taoist power is extraordinary and there are countless various Taoist magical techniques. Don't you want to refine magic treasures and flying swords? Kongtong Sect's treasure-driven swords are even more outstanding in the world." In this way, in Zhao Wuji's mouth, Kongtong Sect is simply the number one sect today, the leader of the cultivation sect, and is almost the number one sect in the world. Xiao Shitou was overjoyed and excited when he heard it. Suddenly he thought of something, he asked a little puzzledly, "Brother, I remember that you said last time that Kongtong Sect had great potential? Why does it seem so powerful now?"

Zhao Wuji was stunned and knew that he was a little boasting. He hurriedly said, "This has potential, it means having strength. The most important thing is that Kongtong Sect has always been low-key, and monks just don't seek fame." Xiao Shitou thought about it, and when he thought about it, he would soon become a disciple of Kongtong Sect. I was so excited and excited. Zhao Wuji secretly breathed a sigh of relief inside. Is it easy? Guangxian, you really want to thank me!

Since Xiao Shitou was in a good mood, the conversation started. As he asked how many senior brothers he had, Qingxu had to say, "Little brother, our master has taken in total three disciples, the eldest is me, your second senior brother Tsinghua has been missing for a long time." When talking about Tsinghua, a hint of regret flashed across Qingxu's face.

Xiao Shitou asked, "How long has the second senior brother been missing? Haven't you been looking for it?"

Qingxu sighed and said, "It's been more than 60 years. At first I thought he was looking for a land and cultivating, so my master and I didn't care. But he didn't show up at the Jiazi Annual Meeting ten years ago, and we realized that something must have happened in Tsinghua! After the annual meeting, all the uncles and brothers, and the senior brothers have been looking for a full ten years, but there is still no news." After Qingxu finished speaking, his expression was complicated and seemed to regret that he should have discovered that something happened in Tsinghua earlier. Going to him earlier might help Tsinghua. Xiao Shitou was also a little sad. Although he had not officially started, he was the senior brother after all. He comforted Qingxu and said, "Maybe, the second senior brother really practiced qigong, and forgot!"

Qingxu shook his head and said, "Young Junior Brother, you don't know about this sect yet. The Jiazi annual meeting is a major event. Every sixty years, any disciple of my Kongtong Sect must attend the meeting without exception..." Qingxu paused and then said, "Unless you die, even if you are in seclusion and insidious practice, you must go back to the mountain. This is the top secret of this sect, so you must not tell outsiders! You have to remember!"

Xiao Shitou nodded and agreed, thinking that it was just that everyone gathered, so what's the secret to keep?

Zhao Wuji was shocked when he heard this. He knew that it was powerful. "No wonder there were very few disciples of Kongtong Sect. It turned out that they were hiding everywhere in the world. How many disciples and disciples have been there in the past thousand years? They all said that Kongtong Sect was declining and did not expect the potential to be so amazing. He had never heard of the annual meeting of Kongtong Sect for more than three hundred years. He was really low-key!" Thinking about it, he said that potential is strength just now, and he really told me right.

"Senior Brother, where are we going now? Are we going back to Kongtong Mountain?" Xiao Shitou asked Qingxu.

Qingxu said, "Let's go to Lanzhou City first and then go back to Kongtong, anyway, I'm passing by."

Xiao Shitou has never gone far away. When he heard that he was going to Lanzhou City, he was very happy and said, "Okay! How can you go with senior brother? Lanzhou City is very far away." He thought Qingxu would fly with his sword and take him to Lanzhou City.

But I didn't know that a basin of cold water was poured on my head, and I heard Qingxu say, "Then let's go, and you will rush to the town in front in the evening or you will sleep in the wilderness."

Xiao Shitou said "ah" and lost all his energy.

Qingxu didn't pay attention and just asked, "Young brother, are you twelve years old this year?"

"Um"

"But you are like seventeen or eighteen"

"Um"

"What's going on?"

"have no idea"

"You haven't practiced the skills?"

"No" Xiao Shitou was in a bad mood and was a little annoyed, and his dream of flying was ruined again.

Qingxu was very strange. Xiao Shitou's height was neither practiced nor could it grow taller in just a few months. He also tried it. There was no trace of Xiao Shitou's body that had practiced. Not to mention that the true qi did not even open a single meridian, the muscles all over the body were stronger. After a big study of Qingxu, the final conclusion was that Xiao Shitou was a monster.

Zhao Wuji secretly thanked that he only used the yin and yang combination method to help Xiao Shitou exercise his body in the past few months, and it was not used to open up the meridians. Otherwise, Qingxu would definitely find it, and things would be more troublesome. He had long told Xiao Shitou that he should never tell others about these things, especially Tai Chi Sac, Wangqing Fan and Hanxiu Dagger. Fortunately, Tai Chi Sac has changed, and ordinary people cannot find it. His soul is in Xiao Shitou's body, so he is not afraid of others discovering it, unless someone has high cultivation to feel the existence of his soul, but there are not many such people in the world who know about it.

Qingxu and Xiao Shitou walked slowly on this road. Apart from the Gobi Desert, there were piles of camel grass, and Lanzhou City was still far away to reach. Alas! When will it be possible to arrive? Xiao Shitou shouted in his heart!

Lanzhou was built in 86 BC. According to records, it was named Jincheng because gold was dug out when building a city for the first time. There is another saying that it is based on the allusion of "Jincheng Tangchi" to describe it as strong. Lanzhou City, an important town on the northwest border, has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times, and the place where thousands of miles of Yellow River passes through the city.

After more than ten days of long journey, Xiao Shitou and Qingxu finally arrived at Lanzhou City. Looking at the ancient but strong city walls, mottled traces on them, they knew that the city had been baptized by war and repeatedly resisted the invasion of foreign tribes, and now they still stand here to protect his people.

Xiao Shitou cheered and shouted, looking at the high city walls and the endless crowds really made him excited and excited.

Qingxu was also a little strange. Although Lanzhou City is large and has a large population, it is much more lively today than before. Seeing the endless crowds of people entering the city, and there are countless times more people entering the city than leaving the city. I wonder what happened and what happened. After inquiring, it turned out that today was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and there were Lantern Festivals in the city, and people from all villages came to visit the Lantern Festival. No wonder so many people!

The two of them finally squeezed into the city, and Xiao Shitou's eyes suddenly became clear. The streets were more than ten feet wide, with shops around them, shouting and shouting, so lively! Xiao Shitou was so dazzling that he just followed the flow of people. Suddenly, he felt his wrist tightening, and Qingxu pulled him over and said, "What are you doing, Senior Brother?"

Qingxu pulled him north and said, "Go and find someone first, and then play later!" Xiao Shitou had to follow Qingxu and looked back at the crowd and the streets reluctantly.

Walking north is by the Yellow River, because it is the first lunar month, the river has already frozen. Occasionally, there are still people walking around the river, which is much more remote and quiet. The two walked east along the river, and Xiaoshitou had never seen the Yellow River. As they walked, they asked, "Senior Brother, is this the Yellow River? It's so wide!" He exclaimed at the river several miles wide.

Qingxu smiled slightly and said, "After the river surface thawed in winter, the water was undulating at that time, and the scenery on both sides of the river was also very good."

Xiao Shitou was amazed again and said, "I'll come to see you if you have a chance."

Qingxu smiled and said, "There will be a chance. Wangbolou is ahead, so let's go there to find someone." He pointed his finger in front.

Xiao Shitou looked in the direction he pointed. A three-story restaurant stood by the river not far away. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a roar like a muffled thunder exploded in his ears. "Get out"! There was only a shock that the crows flew up, and passers-by covered his ears. Xiao Shitou covered his ears and thought, "It's thunder again." Zhao Wuji heard this familiar voice and thought, "This old ghost is still here, who made him angry again." Qingxu frowned and quickly walked towards the restaurant.

When I arrived at the restaurant, I found that the bottom floor of the restaurant was empty, with only a dozen pillars standing on the ground, supporting the entire restaurant. There was a row of stairs leading to the second floor. There was a plaque hanging between the second and third floors and the three words "Wangbo Tower" was written on the middle, and the golden signs were shining. Two vermilion red pillars stood on both sides, with a line of golden characters written on them, "Watching the Bo Go to this Building, and drinking to come to this house."

It was already noon, and it was really time for dinner. But people ran out one after another, their faces were terrified as if a monster appeared inside.

Qingxu led Xiao Shitou upstairs and saw that there was no one on the second floor, so he went upstairs again.

There are many people on the third floor. There are also five feet in size on the upper floor. There is a stove burning in the middle. Everyone gathers by the window to the north. There are seven people in total, six standing and one lying on the table. Two of them seem to be the shopkeeper and the friend of the restaurant, explaining something to the other four. As soon as they move forward, they hear the man dressed by the shopkeeper and saying to a young master in Jinyi, "Young Master Song, don't be angry first, wait for me to persuade this guest!"

The young man in Jinyi was only about twenty years old, and his appearance was handsome but he looked arrogant. He spoke even more arrogantly, "Boss Li, just let me know you first. Today I have to teach him a lesson. Don't worry, even if you die, you can't bear it!" As he said that, he used his hands to tie Boss Li.

Boss Li secretly complained in his heart. The eldest son of Lanzhou prefect in front of him could never afford to offend him. But the guest behind him had a strange temperament and was also a difficult person. Today, Mr. Song wanted to book a [Wangbo Tower] to welcome his master, but the guest did not move at all and ignored him. He was about to make a fuss, but he had no choice.

The three men who came with Mr. Song were all wearing yellow clothes and long swords. The swords were also black-sheathed yellow ears, which were the same. Mr. Song also matched the same sword. The four of them seemed to be the same. One of the older people with a slightly dark face said to Mr. Song, "Son Brother Song, since he doesn't want to leave, we should not force him. This place is quite big. The master will not be unhappy after he comes." Mr. Song heard this and was about to speak, but another senior brother stopped him with his eyes. It turned out that these four people were disciples of the Huashan Sect. This young master named Song Zi was a disciple of Luoying Sword Luoming of Huashan Sect. Luoying Sword Luoming was among the Five Swords of Huashan Sect and was one of the experts of Huashan Sect. The other three, the black-faced ones were Luo Ming's eldest disciple Cui Liang, and the second disciple Qin Hua and the third disciple Zhou Xing.

Song Zizheng was a fourth disciple, and he had just been taken for three years. Luoying Jian Luo Ming accepted Song Zizheng as his disciple not because of how good Song Zizheng's qualifications were, but because of the power of the Song family. Song Zizheng's father was the prefect of Lanzhou, and his grandfather was the Minister of War. Grandpa was a famous grain merchant in the northwest and rich. He really wanted power and wealth. Since Song Zizheng became a disciple of Huashan, the Song family gave at least 100,000 taels of silver to Huashan every year.

During the Chinese New Year this year, the Song family invited Luo Yingjian Luo Ming to visit Lanzhou. The Huashan Sect has recruited disciples for decades, and its power has expanded rapidly, gradually expanding from Xi'an Prefecture to Lanzhou Prefecture. The Song family's power is deeply rooted in Lanzhou, and Luo Ming cannot help but give this face and then brought three disciples.

When Song Zizheng saw that his master and senior brother came, he naturally had to treat him well. He planned to entertain him in this [Wangbo Tower], but then he met someone who would not give Mr. Song a face.

Cui Liang is Luo Ming's eldest disciple, and he is more familiar with these people. He heard the man shouting just now, and he was no longer an ordinary person. After all, this place is not the sphere of influence of the Huashan Sect, and it is not easy to deal with if he meets a powerful opponent. He wanted to wait for the master to come and solve the problem. Otherwise, the Huashan disciple would have become accustomed to being domineering, and if someone else had rushed up and punched him.

Xiao Shitou was angry when he watched from the side. So many people bullied a man and were holding swords. It was so unreasonable! Look at the man lying on the table, he seemed to be drunk, with many empty jars of wine beside him. The man was dressed in gray clothes, and he was made of a light shining. Because he was lying on the table, he only saw a head of black hair, which was as bright as his clothes.

Xiao Shitou was about to speak, when Qingxu shook his head slightly, Zhao Wuji also said, "Don't talk!" After a moment of dazed, the man in gray slowly raised his head.

The eyes were so bright, Xiao Shitou had never seen such bright eyes. It was as bright as the substance, like a knife or a sword, so that Xiao Shitou forgot to see the appearance of the man in gray. The man in gray raised his head and glanced at him. The four disciples of Huashan were captured by his eyes, and at the same time, he took a step back in shock.

The man in gray looked down, his sword returned to the sheath and his sword returned to the box, and he heard him say, "Jian Bing is so good!" His tone was plain, and although it was a greeting, it was a hint of air conditioning.

When the fourth disciple of Huashan heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He shouted in unison and wanted to draw his sword out of the sheath!
Chapter completed!