"Mr. Xu, the customs and customs of the Central Region are very different from those of your Eastern Region!"
"Yujing City is also known as a hotbed under the Guizhe Holy Mountain. There are a lot of things to pay attention to here~"
"When you meet someone with a sword in the Eastern Region, you will definitely think that he is either a spiritual sword cultivator or a more powerful ancient sword cultivator."
"In our place... otherwise!" Old Man Li held his waist and drove the cinnamon carriage. As he spoke, the flesh on his cheeks piled up, and he showed a smile that everyone understood,
"That's a little fun~"
"Oh?" A voice of surprise came from inside the carriage,
"Interest? What interest?"
"Sir, stop pretending!" Old Man Li couldn't help laughing: "The dignitaries in Yujing City like to go to this kind of Accord."
"Ordinary elegances have long been unable to satisfy them. They have to have exotic charms. It is best to be like you people from the Eastern Region, with no swordsmanship..."
"This is the one that can ignite the fire in their hearts the most, hehe!" In the Xianggui carriage, the sick young master Xu Xiaoshou frowned when he heard it, feeling that there was something wrong with Old Man Li's tone.
But he didn't think much about it, he just felt it was funny. Since the end of the battle on Void Island, the Tianzu inheritance has been in charge for more than thirty days.
When I woke up, not to mention Void Island, all the people who had tried in the Yunlun Mountain Range had escaped. As soon as Xu Xiaoshou came out of seclusion, he took over the task of Ba Zunzhen. He just met the deadline and came to the Central Territory to meet with a certain big shot on behalf of Lao Ba.
We set off yesterday and entered the capital today. But when Old Man Li asked for general information about the Central Territory, he found out that when he came from the Eastern Territory to the Central Territory, even having a sword became an exotic thing?
Exotic...this feeling is so amazing! In Jian Shen Tian, if you don’t deserve a spiritual sword when walking on the road, you will be embarrassed to say that you are from the Eastern Region.
Even if the sword is not used and is only worn on the waist, it is still a symbol of nobility. But not to mention, since entering the Central Territory, let alone ancient sword cultivation.
There are very few spiritual sword cultivators, sword cultivators, and even sword cultivators on the streets, almost none. Most of the people I met on the road were inlaid with gold and jade, showing their extravagant style.
This is indeed fundamentally different from the group of madmen in the Eastern Region who are obsessed with swords, crazy swords, and even the crazy eight masters... People in the Central Region seem to know how to enjoy it better?
Of course, this also proves that the development of the Central Territory is excellent, and the Emperor of the Holy Temple is extremely stable. Otherwise, not even Old Man Li would dare to talk or even tease him about his newly fabricated identity as the successor of Taixu.
"Yage, Yashi..." Xu Xiaoshou thought that the person he wanted to meet would not be the same as Bazun Shu, who also likes to recite poems and compose poems, right?
He has some foundation, after all, he has memorized a lot. But I feel like when you meet a truly elegant person, it’s easy to expose your secrets. You can’t just spend the afternoon hoeing when you see people, right?
"Old man Li, how elegant are those elegant people you mentioned?"
"Hehe, Shiya! Shiya!"
"How elegant is it?"
"Master, are you still pretending? Who is going to Yougui Pavilion for Miss Ah Yao?" Girl Ah Yao, who is this?
Xu Xiaoshou pinched his chin and was about to ask a question. As soon as the carriage stopped, Old Li sighed and turned around and said, "Sir, the Accord is here." Accord?
I want to go to Yougui Pavilion, not Ya... Before he could say anything, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly froze in the carriage and subconsciously raised his hand to lift the golden bead curtain.
Green tiles, green eaves and red lanterns, beautiful women singing and singing. Those who come and go are either rich or noble, and peach and apricot branches explore the door. It was at this time that the sun was rising three poles, and this hanging
The Yage with the plaque "Yougui Pavilion" is still full of people coming in and out. Under the peaches and apricots at the door, two graceful women with rouge and pink makeup, curvy figures, thin tulle skirts, and looming spring colors, each holding a round fan, smiling brightly, waving to the passing people.
"Come on~"
"Sir, come on~"
"I heard that Miss Ah Yao will appear tonight. This is a rare opportunity to have a romantic kiss!"
"..." On the second floor of the attic, there is a cup of tea and a harp hanging on the railing, only the side of the face is exposed, and the face is covered by green gauze.
"Yashi", just touch the strings lightly, and the dreamy hollow beautiful back will make passers-by downstairs stop and look at it, leaving endless aftertaste.
"Great song!"
"Xianle!"
"How can such a sound only be heard without seeing the person playing it?" After that, half pushing and half moving, with a flick of the sleeves and robe, we can see from the original unwillingness, the obedience, the sheep's laughter to the meteors rustling into the building.
"Ya...ge..." Xu Xiaoshou was stunned. Where has he seen such a big scene? After debuting from Tiansang Ling Palace, he devoted himself to swords, elixirs, and the path of killing, dealing with life and death, and cultivating a rock heart.
But at this moment, when he raised his head to reveal the curtain, he felt that the world was frozen, but his state of mind was shaking. He has seen many beauties, such as Yu Zhiwen, Lei Xier, Rao Yaoyao, etc. They are all considered to be stunning in the world.
But it was the first time I saw a beauty wearing such cool clothes! The clothes on their bodies were all stacked together, and they were not even as thick as the sleeves behind their own sleeveless Chijiao sleeves.
This scene... is too big to be grasped! Why would Bazun Shu let me come to a place like this? He is crazy... Oh, he is a married man, no wonder he dare not come... Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized.
The curtain of the carriage was opened. Old Man Li winked and looked over: "Sir, this is Yougui Pavilion."
"How is it? Is it elegant?" Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly looked away, his eyes were dizzy from the reflective white snow, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he struggled to pronounce the words: "It's very elegant, very elegant..." This is Accord ?
Is this Yashi? Yashi? This is what Old Man Li said, where they go most often, the elegant hall? This group of Central Territory people are indeed fundamentally different from those sword-mad guys in the Eastern Territory... They really know how to enjoy it!
Old man Li, who had a slight hunched back, got off the carriage first, found a small wooden stool, climbed up the steps, and built a temporary short wooden ladder for the owner of the carriage to get off.
He remembered that this man was very capable, but his body was very delicate and could not withstand the wind and rain, let alone being dropped.
Old Man Li's cautious actions naturally attracted the attention of passers-by around him. How could such a weak woman be so delicate?
Originally, the fragrant cinnamon carriage was extremely noble, and there were very few bearing the mark of the descendant of Taixu. Seeing the carriage stop at the door, almost instantly, the watery eyes of the two girls at the door of Yougui Pavilion lit up.
Seeing Old Man Li's movements, he hesitated to speak.
"This..." With a click, the sick man bent down and came out of the carriage. The moment he stepped off the wooden ladder and raised his head, the surroundings became quiet.
Even passers-by stopped and turned to look, their eyes filled with shock.
"Holy crap! Who is this? He looks so handsome!"
"Zhou! Old Zhou! Look, isn't this your favorite one?"
"Absolutely, I want to light him..."
"Shut up, have you seen that carriage? Heir to Taixu! Be careful of the trouble coming from your mouth!" The girl from Yougui Pavilion, who even tried to call someone but stopped, couldn't help but stop and tugged on the arm next to her. .
She became very bold and wild, her eyes glowing green, and she blurted out: "So delicate, so tender, so sick..."
"Tui'er, I really like this!"
"Being watched, passive value, +23."
"Being infatuated, passive value, +98."
"Being watched, passive value, +125." The information bar flickered wildly. Xu Xiaoshou could not help but feel a little confused when he felt the wolf-like eyes of those around him.
"Eight! Zun! Acquaintance!" He gritted his teeth and roared in his heart. Xu Xiaoshou finally understood why, after leaving seclusion, Ba Zunzun insisted on damaging his Dao foundation. Tianzu inherited indigestion, which made him temporarily unable to take action at will. of
"Patient", he insisted on shouting to match the face of this sick man. I originally thought of playing into my heart, walking across the street in a flashy way, and grabbing a wave of passive points by force.
I didn’t expect to come to a place like this! The eight masters knew it well and had prepared an ambush for this!
"This scammer..."
"That's not right, how could he understand so well..." He pretended to be one-third doubtful, three-third fearful, and four-quarter sheep.
The principle of “whatever comes, let it be”. Xu Xiaoshou ignored the glances of the people on the side, turned to look at Old Man Li, threw out a bag of spiritual crystals, and said skillfully: "Okay, you can retreat." Old Man Li weighed the money bag in his hand, and collected it. Entering the cuff, but not leaving in a hurry.
"Young Master said this..." He lifted up his belt, and that smile appeared on his face again,
"You're here~" Xu Xiaoshou was startled, then laughed and waved his sleeves: "Then you follow me, I've invited all the tea and wine today."
"Hey, thank you so much, sir!" Upon hearing this, the two girls under Tao Xing's eyes brightened even more, and they rushed over at a quick pace.
The bird was actually faster than the girl who was traveling with him. She grabbed the sick man's hand and took him into his arms.
"Master, please come in~"
"Little..." Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to shout a warning, but later realized that things were different now and there was no need for them anymore.
The inheritance of Tianzu completely transformed him. He is now half a Void tribesman and has extraordinary control over physical power.
Although the extended passive skills that were previously uncontrollable, such as Strengthening, Sharpness, and Repulse, cannot be turned off now, they can be contained within the skin with a single thought, at least without worrying about stabbing outsiders.
What's more, the Dao foundation was damaged, the Tianzu inheritance had not been fully digested, and the power could not be used without authorization. After Xu Xiaoshou came out of seclusion, he simply consulted the eight masters of Tibetan swordsmanship.
Saint Emperor lv.0's proficiency in swordsmanship, coupled with the unity of heaven and man, the eight masters spoke one word, and Xu Xiao received enlightenment.
In the end, he couldn't do anything, so he used Lao Ba's hand to inflict a blow on his Qi Hai Dantian.
"Hidden Word Sword". this one
If the word "hidden" is not broken, even if the sky passes by, he will not be able to recognize his identity as Xu Xiaoshou through the principles of heaven and earth or the familiar aura from the past.
I don’t know if it’s true or not, but Bazunzhen said so, so Xu Xiaoshou dared to believe it. Now, he is really a sick man.
With Que'er's pull, Xu Xiaoshou almost fell apart, all the hidden words were scattered, and his bestiality emerged.
"Take it easy, take it easy..." Xu Xiaoshou wanted to wave his hands repeatedly, but the bird seemed to be trying to stuff his arms into his chest with great force.
He didn't know whether to enjoy it or be frightened. Deliberately exerting some strength under the body surface, he pulled out his hand from the arms of this innate-level Que'er girl without shocking the beauty to death.
The girl Que'er, who was lightly dressed but still pretty, was a little depressed and curled her lips secretly. Was it because she didn't have enough capital?
He still couldn't do it... But she didn't show any shame in her emotions and kept smiling: "What do you call the young master?" The sister next to her smiled cleverly and gently took the sick young master's hand, stood on tiptoes and took a breath. , said softly: "Young master, you can call me Yingyinghu..."
"Being seduced, passive value, +1." Xu Xiaoshou shuddered. This breath is much stronger than Rao Yaoyao's Red Dust Sword Qi. This is the real Red Dust Sword!
He quickly adapted to the rhythm here. As he walked, he took out the paper fan from his husband that Bazun had prepared for him from his sleeve robe, and threw out the name that Bazun had given him because he could no longer resist naming him: "I am Xu Gusheng." ." Miss Que'er lifted her eyes from the big characters on the paper fan, staring lovingly at the sickly pale face in front of her: "Xu Gusheng, Gusheng Gusheng..."
"After passing away and being born again, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, the name of the young master is so nice!" Xu Xiaoshou himself didn't know that such a bad name could be interpreted in such a way. He thought to himself that no wonder this Yougui Pavilion is an elegant pavilion. The people here are so talkative. It sounds so good!
"Where does the young master come from, but the Taixu Xu family?"
"Being tempted, passive value, +1." Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and saw at a glance that this girl Yingying didn't know the Taixu Xu family at all, but he quickly looked away without daring to take a second look.
On the back of the paper fan is a landscape painting. In the painting, the mountains are like swords, and the chivalry is unique. It was painted by the Eight Masters.
Xu Xiaoshou turned it over and said proudly: "Sword Burial Tomb." Although the Sword Burial Tomb in the Eastern Region only contains a few true disciples of Gu Qing, there are many people who worship the mountain calendar.
Rumor has it that if you have talent and fate, and you can meet the Seven Swords Immortal Wen Ting walking in the mountains to preach, then you can fly on the branches and become a phoenix, and you can be regarded as half an anonymous disciple.
Those who worship the mountain are proud of it, and those who can be taught and taught call themselves disciples of the Sword Tomb. Wen Ting didn't care either.
Over time, there were many more sword tombs.
"Outside disciples" may be true or false. Que'er and Yingying were startled when they heard the sound. To report such a name in the Eastern Region is to be famous, like thunder.
Now this is the Central Territory. The two of them thought about it for a while before they understood the meaning.
"Mr. Xu is from the Eastern Region?!" He glanced at the black sword on the sick man's waist. The sword squirmed slightly when he saw it, and let out a cry of joy.
This sword has spirit! The birds and warblers looked at each other in surprise, their eyes even more joyful. An ancient sword cultivator from the Eastern Region... Coupled with such a sickly, soft, and delicious face... Mr. Xu is the best, the best, the best, from the inside out!
"Of course." When the young master nodded, the bird Yingying hurriedly welcomed the gentleman into the pavilion. She no longer dared to climb up to the top, thinking that maybe Miss Ah Yao would also show up today, instead of doing it as a gimmick.
There is heaven and earth in Yougui Pavilion. From the outside, it only has a three-story attic, but inside it is actually huge. The semi-matte light cast by the luminous pearls hanging high on the ceiling is bright and full of emotion. There are famous landscape paintings on the walls, and everyone has left their own pens, showing their elegance.
There are dozens of tea tables in the two courtyards on the left and right of the ground floor, separated by screens. In the middle, a round osmanthus wood staircase arches upwards, leading to a secluded place with hanging curtains. It is naturally an elegant room.
The ethereal sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music came from nowhere in the four directions, which was fascinating, and led various distinguished guests in rich costumes to exchange cups and cups.
Everyone's eyes would move or turn aside, and eventually they would return to the graceful dancing figure dressed in cool clothes on the high platform in the inner courtyard.
Wine does not intoxicate people, people intoxicate themselves! Xu Xiaoshou looked around, feeling like he was in heaven on earth, he was already a little too drunk.
He pushed away the bird that seemed to be hanging on him, covered his lips with the handle of the fan, and coughed lightly.
Not loud. However, it attracted the attention of hundreds of people at the bottom, and even the dancing on the stage stopped briefly to look at their posture.
"Who!"
"Who is this? Using Ling Yuan indiscriminately, who here does not have the cultivation level of an innate grandmaster, and he considers himself the number one?"
"It's really disappointing! Come on, Miss Yan'er, let's continue hehehe..."
"Fuck me!"
"Damn, what kind of bad luck is this, Que Yingying, how did you attract such a sick young man who I feel pity for?" Even the doors upstairs opened.
The girl with strong spiritual thoughts leaned over the railing and cast a greedy gaze that would choose and devour anyone. The next second, he ran downstairs quickly.
"Master~~~"
"Received glare, passive value, +365."
"Being infatuated, passive value, +128."
"Being liked, passive value, +154."
"Being seduced, passive value, +66."
"..." Xu Xiaoshou almost stopped laughing. He knew immediately that he was in the right place, this was heaven on earth.
"Everyone!" The sick young master cupped his hands, threw away the folding fan in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Everyone should eat and drink. Today, everyone is spending money, and I will pay for it!" The whole place was dead silent, and you could hear a needle drop.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the paper fan: "I am Xu Gusheng." The next second, Yougui Pavilion erupted with shocking cheers, and everyone raised their glasses in unison and bowed to show their respect: "Thank you, Mr. Xu!"
"Being thanked, passive value, +561."
"Being infatuated, passive value, +642." Even the bird beside him was shocked. The flow rate of Yougui Pavilion is not low. If you book it for a whole day, including the second and third floors, how big of a deal would it be?
In one sentence, millions of spiritual crystals spilled out... The prodigal son! The more I watch, the more I like it! There was resentment in Que'er's eyes: "Young Master is also here for Miss Ah Yao?"
"Ah Yao?" Xu Xiaoshou shook his head slightly, imitating the subtle smile unique to the leader here and Old Man Li, waving the paper fan with ease, like a regular customer: "No, no."
"The person I'm looking for is Aunt Xiang." Aunt Xiang? Que'er and Yingying each trembled, and their pretty faces suddenly lost their color.
The distinguished guests and girls on the ground floor and second floor also seemed to have seen a ghost, and they all turned to stone, dumbfounded.
"Being horrified, passive value, +666."
