False propaganda, tricked me into cultivating immortals

Chapter 34

After getting rid of the kid who didn't know fart, Zhou Lian didn't want to rest for noon, so he took the invitation card that Ji Tan handed over to him, went straight to a remote wing in the southwest, knocked on the door, and said, "Master Uncle .”

The owner of the room was obviously different from him. As soon as his hand fell on the door, the door opened in response to a sound, and a young man in black looked at him gloomyly.

Zhou Lian got used to seeing it, so he pretended he didn't see it, and said to himself: "I have something to go out for a few days, and I will leave the affairs of the sect to you."

"En." The boy seemed to speak very little, his voice was hoarse, and he put his hand on the door, ready to close it at any time.

Zhou Lian originally wanted to leave after explaining, but when he noticed his movements, his feet seemed to have taken root, and he stood still, and asked another question without any suspense:

"Do you have any news about Master?"

"No."

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door shut in front of Zhou Lian.

Zhou Lian put his hand on the hilt of his sword eagerly.

But he has self-knowledge, as far as the present is concerned, he is absolutely unable to defeat this evil uncle, so he has to force himself to turn around and leave.

This time his destination is Biemeng City.

Biemeng City is where the Xiting Pavilion of "Xiting Tim Biemeng" is located. Every year, a "Biemeng Banquet" is held, and there are many people yearning for it.He has been in the realm of comprehension for ten years, and this is the first time he has received an invitation from Bie Meng Banquet.Zhou Lian doesn't necessarily care much about Nalao Shizi's banquet, but this kind of banquet is called Qingtan, but monks are not so pure-hearted, and they always use this kind of banquet to exchange for something they need.Over time, it has become a routine.

Zhou Lian wanted to go because he heard that someone would bring the skull of the Beast Beast this time, which would be very beneficial to his practice.

Zhou Lian didn't like riding the wind and controlling the sword when he traveled. Firstly, it wasn't comfortable enough, and secondly, it didn't fit his prestige as a bandit leader... the master of the sect.But it's a long way to go, if you want to take a horse-drawn carriage, you have to spend a lot of effort.Yes, we have to start early.

The Xiting Pavilion is located to the west of Yanluozong. It is neither cold in winter nor hot in summer, and it is full of begonias. It is much more livable than the corner where they will suffer from rheumatism if they are not careful.When Zhou Lian arrived, it was the time when Begonia was at its peak.

The guests had already arrived, gathered together in twos and threes, consciously lowered their voices when talking and laughing, showing a bit of the demeanor of a fairy who is not stained with mortal dust.

Even the streets look more prosperous than their mountain nest.

Fortunately, Zhou Lian didn't take it seriously, and was taken to the room by the boy. After tidying up, he didn't practice like many lone rangers, so he went out by himself and wandered aimlessly on the street.

He walked from the street to the end of the street, and from the main street to the alley, like a street ruffian who spends his days on the street, but he is good-looking, and he has become a habit of keeping a straight face for many years, and he is very composed.At first glance, he really looks like a serious person.

At the entrance of an alley, under a huge crabapple tree, someone set up a stall, and on it were many juicy and juicy fruits that were still stained with morning dew.From a long distance, Zhou Lian heard the stall owner trying to introduce to the two men in front of the stall with their backs to him how sweet the pomegranate was, the flesh was fleshy and the seeds were small, and it was still fresh.It was plucked from the tree today, and most people can't eat it.

Zhou Lian's gaze flicked over the backs of the two men, and then landed on the pomegranate. With a slight movement in his heart, he walked over there.

When they got to a place three feet away from the crabapple tree, one of them seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look this way.

Facing Zhou Lian's gaze.

The man was obviously stunned for a moment, but Zhou Lian didn't seem to notice, and continued to walk there without changing his face, without changing the length of each step.

When he got closer, the man had also suppressed the strange look in his eyes, turned his head and said to the stall owner: "I want three catties, thank you boss."

The man next to him said: "Han Zhi likes to eat pomegranates? When did it happen?"

The man smiled slightly, and said briefly: "It's always been like this."

Zhou Lian kept his eyes open, as if he was listening to two strangers talking, but the booth was limited in length and could not accommodate three men standing side by side. When he passed by, he accidentally brushed against the man's sleeve.

The man turned his face away, nodded politely at him, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou."

No, I am your grandpa.

Zhou Lian said in his heart, but his face was tense after all, without revealing the slightest details, his eyes slid over him flatly, and swept his face around.

At this glance, I found something that I hadn't seen before.

The face was still the one in his memory, but this pale face, this icy cold aura, and the faint lingering black air between the brows...

This kid!If one didn't keep an eye on it, he would become possessed!

Very good, as expected, he did not live up to his "teaching from ear to ear" back then.

Zhou Lian suddenly felt that his heart, which had been dying day by day due to years of hard work, came back to life.

gas.

He curled the corners of his lips with a non-smiling smile, responded with a cold "um", and lowered his head to provoke the pomegranate, leaving the man with an indifferent profile.

The man next to him wondered: "Han Zhi, which hero is this, why don't you introduce it to me?"

Shen Wu paid the money and left, refused: "An old friend."

Ruan Yu followed him, and said relentlessly: "We have been friends for so many years, you can hide it from anyone, how can you hide it from me."

Shen Wu calmly said: "It's the same for everyone." He smiled suddenly, "He probably doesn't want to know you either."

Ruan Yu choked for a moment: "This is not interesting enough."

He said again, "Are all of you from the Yanluo faction so indifferent? You are also cold, and he is also cold, and the Hanshan Li family is not like this."

Shen Wu seemed to think about it, and retorted: "That's not the case."

Ruan Yu: "Oh?"

Shen Wu said in that tone of stating the facts: "Let's see who is right."

Ruan Yu: "..."

He still wanted to say something, but Shen Wu directly blocked his mouth: "There are a lot of things in your house these days, you should go back and help out."

"how about you?"

Shen Wu said without turning his head: "I'll go find Shu Shen."

He said he was looking for Shu Shen, but he took the opposite path.Because of his acquaintance with Ruan Yu, he also had a rough idea of ​​the layout of the Ruan family's guests. One of them left his legs and went to a courtyard.

When he crossed the winding covered bridge and was about to step into the open door, Shen Wu hesitated and withdrew his foot.

In order to avoid conflicts, the Ruan family placed restrictions on all parts of the house, prohibiting spiritual investigation.Shen Wu could only take a look inside with his naked eyes, but he saw nothing except the colorful garden.

Apparently, the guests were resting in their rooms.

Then, it's still gone.

He sighed softly in his heart, turned around and returned along the same road.

Suddenly, a spirit sword that was as bright as frost and snow fell from the sky, pointed directly at his eyes, and it was in front of him in an instant.

Shen Wu leaned back, and kicked the sword-holding hand of the person who came up, but missed, the blade of the sword flashed nimbly, and went down, trying to stab his chest.Shen Wu avoided it calmly.

After fighting like this for about a cup of tea, Shen Wu squeezed a thin needle made of spiritual energy between his fingers, and took advantage of the gap to nail it on the wrist of the visitor.

Zhou Lian retracted his sword, stared at him steadfastly, went up a few steps and grabbed his lapel, and said, "You still dare to appear in front of me?"

Shen Wu answered quickly: "Why not?"

And poured another bucket of oil on Zhou Lian's burning anger, "Now, it's not like I can't beat you."

Zhou Lian: "..." He's going to rebel!

He was so angry that his brain hurt, and he almost wanted to kill this unscrupulous brat with a sword, but Shen Wu seemed to be indifferent to his fierce eyes, brushed his hand away as if nothing happened, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou Please behave."

No, I am your grandpa.

These words sounded in Zhou Lian's mind again, and he let go of him in the end, then took out a sword from the storage ring, and handed it to him: "You and I will compete."

Shen Wu's eyes lingered on the dusty spirit sword for a long time, then he looked away, and said with a light smile: "The victory and defeat have been decided, there is nothing to compare with."

Zhou Lian's face turned blue.Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, and I haven't looked at it for how many years. How can this kid learn so much from outsiders so annoying?

He said coldly: "You don't have to worry about anything else, just hold your sword, let's compete in a dignified manner."

Shen Wu still had his sleeves folded, smiled slightly, and looked calmly: "But I'm no longer 'upright'." He paused, and added slowly, "Didn't Brother Zhou already know this?"

The string in Zhou Lian's heart that had been tense since the reunion was finally pulled to the extreme by his words and severed.

He rushed forward in one step, without talking nonsense, and punched Shen Wu's face.

After punching, he seemed to be free and explained: "Since you are no longer upright, I will clean up the door for Master today."

After speaking, it was another punch.

He didn't hit anywhere else, he just hit Shen Wu's face—presumably it was because he pushed himself and others, thinking that everyone cares about face the most.

Shen Wu didn't know whether he was stunned by his too sudden punch or something, but he didn't resist and endured it without saying a word.

He was supposed to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, but after punching the second time, his hand was frozen in mid-air, but for some reason he couldn't fall down no matter what.

Unable to make a move, he had no choice but to take the next best thing, staring at Shen Wu motionlessly, delaying him [-] times with his eyes, and barely suppressing Wuminghuo, took a step back, and threw the Xuanying sword at Shen Wu's feet, Said: "Return it to the original owner." Without waiting for Shen Wu to refuse, he said again, "If you don't want it, throw it away. Don't give it to me again."

After saying that, he unfolded his movements and left as quickly as possible.Because he felt that with Shen Wu's evil spirit now, maybe he would really say to him: "Then throw it away."

Behind him, Shen Wu stared down at his long-lost partner, stretched and tightened his five fingers, finally squatted down, and slowly picked up the Xuanying sword.

The steady and strong hand that had just "schemed against" Zhou Lianshi was trembling uncontrollably at this moment.

With a "bang", the spirit sword, which was only half a foot off the ground, rolled down to the ground again.