Dali, Yunnan, has been a famous city since ancient times.
Nowadays, Dali is also prosperous, and the casual mood is obviously very good.
As soon as I came here, all my worries seemed to disappear...
People like him shouldn't have any worries, but there was a fire in the backyard. Even if his martial arts had reached the point where others could not, he still had a headache when facing those women.
Now there are two factions in the family. Feng Yaojing is dragging Bijun and Qingqing into confrontation with sisters Yao Yue and Lianxing. Fortunately, he brought countless treasures with him when he returned, otherwise Feng Yaojing might have united with them. The five of them fought against themselves together.
He was drinking freely, but now he was accompanied by that stupid bird.
One person, one bird, one cup after another, indescribably weird!
Although Yi Yi was wandering far away, he also heard a lot of news in the restaurant. The most famous figures in the world now are "Nan Murong and Bei Qiao Feng". When listening to the explanations of these two people, Yi Yi naturally knew where he was.
He was now thinking whether he should go directly to Zhennan Prince's Mansion and kill Duan Zhengchun directly, and take a look at the merits of that yang finger.
For Duan Zhengchun, Random didn't have the slightest fondness for him, but instead felt disgust in his heart.
But even he had to admire this man's talent, he can be called a role model for our generation!
But the more such a man is, the more disgusting he is.
I believe that if he also uses some sweet words, he will definitely be able to coax the women at home. But he really couldn't let go, and he really couldn't say those words.
"Let's go to Langhuan Paradise to see it."
Then, he stood up unsteadily, put down his silver coins, and staggered out of the city.
The streets in the city are criss-crossed and criss-crossed, and there are many merchants and merchants on the streets, including many people with weapons. Such people are not surprising to both the common people of Dali and the patrol officers and soldiers.
But the arbitrariness seems very eye-catching.
Both the white hair and the sword on his waist attracted the attention of many people, especially the fat goshawk sitting on his shoulder, which made their eyes look even weirder.
If others looked at him strangely, he would definitely not care, but because of this silly bird...
He slapped the eagle and flew it away.
He strode out of the city and walked all the way towards Wuliang Mountain...
In the spring breeze of March, the flowers in the South are blooming, and every place is so colorful that you can't help but walk a little faster.
He walked briskly, and with one step, he flew away a few feet away, leaving behind a trail of clouds and smoke. As he flickered and moved, his movements flew faster than an arrow from a string.
At this time, a young man in a green shirt and a man in a brocade suit were on the official road, and suddenly a white shadow flashed past.
The young master actually shouted: "Ah!"
'Plop' was so soft that it fell to the ground.
The man in brocade clothes was startled and stopped immediately.
Suddenly, the disappearing white shadow appeared in front of the young master and the man in brocade clothes. When they saw a young man in white clothes and white hair, they suddenly felt cold all over.
The man in the brocade uniform calmed his mind, and after looking around, he cupped his fists and said, "I'm dismounting my five virtues. This young master's light kung fu is really unbelievable. What should I call him?"
Ma Wude was originally an old martial arts master from Pu'er in southern Yunnan. His family was a big tea merchant, wealthy and hospitable, and he was quite like Meng Chang. He would treat the down-and-out martial arts masters wholeheartedly when they came to seek refuge. Therefore, although his martial arts skills were Average, but very popular.
After seeing Yi Ran's ghostly body skills again, he decided to make some friends at this moment.
"My name is Random!"
The young master seemed to be relieved. He stood up with a smile and said with some embarrassment: "Brother, I'm really sorry. You left in such a hurry. I thought it was during the day... during the day..."
Ranran smiled and said: "Is it right to see ghosts during the day?"
The young master said: "I am rude, I have met Brother Ren in Duan Yu!"
Ma Wude smiled and clasped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Young Master Ren. I wonder where Young Master Ren plans to go?"
Ran Ran glanced at him and said, "I'm going to Wuliang Mountain."
Ma Wude put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "It turns out that Mr. Ren is also going to witness the Wuliang Sword Sect's five-year competition. How about... we go with you?"
Ranran smiled and said: "That's fine!"
Ma Wude clasped his fists and said, "Master Ren, please come!"
Nod at will, turn around and follow them,
“Young master’s accent doesn’t sound like a Dali person!”
Ranyi said calmly: "I came from Jiangnan."
Duan Yu answered: "It turns out that Brother Ren is from the south of the Yangtze River! I have long heard that the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the land and people are outstanding. Unfortunately, Duan has never been out of southern Yunnan in his life. So far, he has not had the opportunity to go to the south of the Yangtze River. What a pity, what a pity!"
He smiled randomly and didn't answer.
On the way, Ma Wude was interested in asking about Yi Yi's origins. From his point of view, with Yi Yi's elusive Qigong, he must be from a famous family in the world.
Unfortunately, Ma Wude was disappointed when he learned that he had no family or sect.
Even so, the intention of handing over has not diminished, and he even ignored Duan Yu, with the intention of inviting him to his home in Pu'er to stay for a few days.
After two cups of tea, the three of them arrived at Wuliang Shang, and there were already disciples at the bottom of the mountain coming out to greet them.
"Congratulations, Senior Ma. It's been a hard journey."
Ma Wude nodded and said, "You two are welcome."
"Please come with the three disciples."
The two people who went out to greet them saw Duan Yu and Ransuima Wude together, but they didn't ask any questions and just led the way.
After entering the mountain gate, the three of them were led into the martial arts training hall and arranged to sit down on the west brocade bench.
At this time, some guests had already arrived in the hall, and they were all seated.
After a while, all the guests in the hall had arrived, and Zuan Ran found a little girl about sixteen or seventeen years old, sitting on the beam, swinging her feet and smiling.
She had a round face, with small dimples appearing at the corners of her mouth when she smiled, her face was like morning glow, and her big, watery eyes were wet... When she saw Ran Ran noticed her, not only was she not afraid, but she also grinned to scare him.
It seems a bit naughty and cute.
Yiran smiled and lowered his head to drink tea. Suddenly everyone stood up... Yinzhi had no intention of getting up, and no one noticed him.
Outside the hall, an old man in his fifties and a middle-aged Taoist nun in her forties strode in.
They were Zuo Zimu, the head of the East Sect, and Xin Shuangqing, the head of the West Sect.
The five-year competition between the East and West sects was just to get a glimpse of the martial arts on the jade wall in the 'Sword Lake Palace'.
Zuo Zimu cupped his fists and said loudly: "Everyone, our East and West Sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect will have a sword fight every five years. The winner will be the master of my Sword Lake Palace within five years. Thank you very much, Zuo Zimu." All my colleagues are here to watch the ceremony, and I will ask you to be witnesses for my grand competition later!”
After he finished speaking, everyone said politely: "Don't dare, don't dare!"
"The left leader is in serious trouble."
After Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing went to sit down at the east end, disciples from each of the two sects stood up.
At this moment, everyone here stopped talking and focused on the two men in the arena.
"Senior brother please!"
"Junior brother please!"
