Hearing Lin Xiaolu's shout, the people on Gu Jian and Ruyi were startled, and then Ye Qingluan and Situ Zhong looked at Lin Xiaolu and Tan Songlei at the same time.
"Xiaolu, do you know that Shushan boy?" Ye Qingluan asked in surprise.
"We know each other." Lin Xiaolu nodded and said, "I met him when I came down from the mountain. I hit it off with him at that time. I also invited him to visit the brothel and let him have fun, so he wanted to abandon Shu and join me. , but I didn’t agree.”
Ye Qingluan:? ? ?
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, what is a brothel?"
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, how much fun is he having?"
A group of Emei boys and girls asked curiously. Faced with everyone's doubts, Lin Xiaolu laughed and introduced to everyone: "The brothel is a fun place for thieves. I will take you to see it later. I treat you."
On the other side, Situ Zhong, the Taoist immortal, also looked at his most outstanding disciple in confusion.
"Song Lei, is he the chivalrous young man you mentioned?"
"Yes, Master." Tan Songlei smiled happily: "Brother Lin is very kind and loyal. He is a rare and good young man."
Situ Zhong laughed loudly when he heard this, nodded in approval and said: "You are indeed the genius of Emei. Come on, I will take you to visit Emei."
After that, Situ Zhong flicked his sleeves and robe, directly took him and Wenzhu, and flew across the sea of thousands of clouds to Yu Ruyi.
When Ye Qingluan saw him flying over, he greeted his disciples with great respect: "See the leader of Shushan soon."
The boys and girls immediately greeted them in unison, while Situ Zhong smiled kindly, greeted the boys without any pretense, and then chatted with Ye Qingluan about old things.
Tan Songlei brought his junior sister Wen Zhu to Lin Xiaolu and said with a joyful smile: "Brother Lin, I didn't expect you to come."
"Hey, how can I not participate in such a big event." Lin Xiaolu introduced his sister, Dongfang Dan, Tangyuan and others to them with a smile.
Tan Songlei and Wen Zhu also greeted them. They were all young people, and they quickly became familiar with each other.
When Lin Xiaolu introduced Chen Nianyun to Tan Songlei, Tan Songlei and Wen Zhu were both stunned.
"Are you Xiaolu's adopted son?" Wen Zhu looked at Chen Nianyun curiously.
Chen Nianyun:? ? ?
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he had told the Shushan brothers and sisters that Er Lunzi was his adopted son.
Seeing that something was wrong, he immediately coughed. Just as he was about to say something to explain, Tan Songlei had already looked at Chen Nianyun and proudly said:
"Brother Lin praised you very much and said that I am not as good as you in sword cultivation."
Chen Nianyun, who was still confused, looked at Lin Xiaolu happily when he heard the compliment.
I didn’t expect that this guy is usually aloof, but when he mentions me in front of outsiders, he says good things and actually praises me. He’s such a good brother!
He also raised his head proudly, looked at Tan Songlei and said: "Yes, among my peers in sword cultivation, I, Chen Nianyun, am the number one! What do you think?"
As soon as these words came out, the boys and girls in Emei applauded Chen Nianyun one after another, and even Tan Songlei and Wen Zhu were shocked by his momentum.
Wen Zhu looked at Chen Nianyun, and then said in surprise to Tan Songlei: "Senior brother, it seems that this Chen Nianyun is really not simple. He has such strong self-confidence and swordsmanship. He really deserves to be Xiaolu's adopted son."
Chen Nianyun:? ? ?
What adopted son?
His expression changed, and just when he was about to step forward to ask what was going on, Tan Songlei looked at him and muttered to Wenzhu:
Sure enough, there is something. I really envy Brother Lin that he can receive such a powerful adopted son. Look at his sword intention, if it has substance, the whole person seems to be a sharp sword. If only I could have such a powerful adopted son. Enough. "
The words of the two people made everyone in Emei stunned. Chen Nianyun couldn't listen at all. He eagerly wanted to ask what happened, but Tan Songlei once again got in front of him, looked at him and said:
"Brother Chen, although you are very powerful, I, the disciple of Shushan, also have my own pride. I look forward to a happy battle with you in Huangtian Mirage Tower."
After that, he continued to look for Xiaolu, as if he wanted to have a drink with him.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't leave." Chen Nianyun grabbed Tan Songlei and asked with a strange expression: "What you just said about an adopted son and an unrighteous son, are you talking about me?"
"Who else is there besides you?" Wenzhu arched her nose at him playfully.
When Chen Nianyun heard this, he was almost angry to death. He stared and said, "When did I become Xiaolu's adopted son? I'm two years older than him!"
After saying that, he turned around and roared: "Lin Xiaolu!"
In the field, young boys and girls stood bustling. Wherever there was Lin Xiaolu's shadow, he had already fled away.
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The speed of Yu Ruyi and the ancient sword are both very fast. Situ Zhong, the leader of Shushan, raised his hand and used his own spiritual energy to form a spiritual bridge, allowing the disciples on both sides to communicate freely.
For a while, the disciples from Emei rushed to play curiously on the ancient sword. The disciples from Shushan also came to Yu Ruyi and looked around. The two sides got along very harmoniously.
At this moment, Situ Zhong watched the young people on both sides talking to each other and smiled happily:
"We, the monks of China, should be united in this way and the world will be unified."
Ye Qingluan heard the words and said respectfully: "Raise your hand and use spiritual energy to transform the bridge, and the spiritual bridge does not move at all in the face of the strong wind in the sky. Senior is very capable."
"Hahahaha, Master Ye is so grateful." Situ Zhong responded with a modest smile, but suddenly his eyes flashed and he turned to look behind:
"The old guys are here."
Ye Qingluan was stunned for a moment, and then felt the vigorous spiritual power.
Behind Yu Ruyi and the ancient sword, two huge figures were seen coming out of the clouds at the same time.
One is a boundless and huge piece of black and yellow talisman paper, with complex and huge red talisman engraved on it. The whole talisman paper is full of monks.
The other one is directly a long and narrow whisk. The hair on the whisk is flying like a dragon. The pole is also full of monks.
"Master Situ! Master Ye, you are fine!"
On the huge talisman, a middle-aged monk with empty sleeves and no arms laughed loudly.
"Long time no see, Master Zheng!" Facing this middle-aged monk, even the most senior Situ Zhong bowed his hands in respect.
Ye Qingluan, the youngest among the six masters, was extremely respectful and said: "Emei Ye Qingluan has met Master Zheng."
Not far away, Lin Xiaolu, who had been stabbed by Chen Nianyun more than a dozen times without any injuries, looked at the middle-aged monk on the talisman in confusion, wondering who Master Zheng was.
Fortunately, the handsome duck in Xiao Yu'er's arms introduced him in a low voice:
"Boss, this person is Zheng Chuan, the leader of Maoshan Mountain. He is known as the most loyal Yuanying leader among the monks in China. Because of a promise, he broke into the restricted area of the Northwest Arctic alone to rescue the son of his old friend. In the end, he fought against the three-headed Yuanying realm. The monster was killed at both ends, but I also kept my own hands."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu couldn't help but stand in awe: "I am also a cultivator of immortality, but I still like such a hero, a true man!"
While he was talking, an old woman with silver hair in Taoist robes also walked out of another huge whisk.
The old woman greeted Ye Qingluan and Situ Zhong gently, and Lin Xiaolu also looked at them curiously.
I saw a unique hairpin on her silver hair. Although her appearance was old, she still had an outstanding temperament, and every move she made showed elegance.
Looking at this old woman, inexplicably reminds me of the saying that time never pays homage to beauty.
"Who is this old lady?" Lin Xiaolu asked Shuai Shuaiya curiously.
