A mountain god wearing black official robes, with a great appearance. Although he is a member of the obscene priests of the Ling Temple, he is very grand. He is sitting in an eight-carry sedan carried by ghost officials. During the journey, he used a jasper

Lingzhi gently opened the curtain and witnessed the flash of sword light here. He slowly lowered the curtain. The face of the mountain god master was gloomy and uncertain. As the information from the Mountain Lord Mansion showed, this man was indeed a sword cultivator in the middle fifth realm.

, Zhang family of Tiancao County, really picked up the treasure.

There is also a woman wearing a power fence on her head, with a graceful figure, wearing a scarlet coat, riding a peach blossom horse. One person rides on the other, keeping pace with the black gold sedan.

It's just that it's different from the previous talisman mounts used by young girls. This peach blossom horse that can soar into the clouds and ride the mist is a genuine magical horse.

Behind them there is a group of two-foot-tall warriors and retinues, some of which are covered with living snakes and snakes, or with a string of white bones and skulls around their chins. They look like neither human beings nor good people, all of them have thick eyebrows and thick hair.

Cone, it’s so weird that it makes one’s hair stand on end.

The mountain god reminded him softly: "Fourth Miss, when we get to Pomo Peak later, don't start a fight with them even if you disagree with them. You will make things difficult for me. If you accidentally miss the important matter of the prince, my officer will die."

Don’t redeem yourself.”

The woman said brightly: "How dare you provoke a young swordsman with endless qualifications? Mr. Li, don't worry. I promise not to say anything when we get there."

The mountain god master who had been exposed had a gloomy face, but he was laughing. He cupped his fists and shook them a few times. "Then I will thank the fourth lady in advance."

This team stopped dozens of feet away from the cliff. In an instant, black clouds rolled in like lichen in the sky, and all the sedans, horses and ghost officials stood on them, facing off against the Splashing Ink Peak in the distance.

The woman stared at the handsome Zhang family member through the thin veil of the power fence. When she saw the young swordsman at close range, she became increasingly unable to move her eyes away.

If she could marry this young man, would she be able to compete with the eldest sister and the third sister? Needless to say, the eldest sister was wronged by marrying off. The third sister was really a good marriage, and she was about to marry Na Jiang.

The legitimate son of Shuijun from a huge lake in the Shan Kingdom was engaged. He said he was looking for a daughter to marry. In fact, he had already secretly decided to have such a son-in-law who would ride a dragon. However, his father liked the excitement the most, and the treasury of Hehuan Mountain was currently short of money.

There was a quarrel among the clan, resulting in heavy casualties and almost no pay for the troops. My father was quite afraid of those earthly immortal monks who had successively obtained official positions in the courts of various countries, especially that Cheng Qian. My father was barely alive.

Damn it, Hehuan Mountain has been busy building a mountain-protecting formation recently, spending money like water, and I am short of money. I am really short of money, so I thought of collecting some betrothal gifts through recruiting relatives to make up for the gifts. It is said that this is my father.

I got the inspiration from a piece of news in a certain landscape newspaper not long ago. My mother is also very obsessed with erotic novels about talented people and beauties in the market. Things like throwing hydrangeas, guessing lantern riddles, being in love with each other before flowers and under the moon... are all on her mind.

good.

The sedan swayed, and the bloated mountain god stretched out his hand to lift the sedan curtain, bowed his head and walked out with a loud voice. He didn't talk nonsense, let's talk business first, "I am the lower official Li Zhen. I am the mountain god of the temple at the foot of Hehuan Mountain, and I also lead the tribes of Hehuan Mountain."

The envoys with three thousand soldiers and horses are here to convey a few words to you for the two princes."

The mountain god coughed a few times, moistened his throat, turned slightly sideways, clasped his fists high, and changed to a majestic tone and rich voice, "Zhang Yujiao, the swordsman of Tiancao County, the Golden Que Sect favors Qingfeng Jinlian. The visitor is a guest, casually

It’s okay to travel, even go to the small town, but you two remember to stop at the foot of the mountain and not climb the mountain, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation to Hehuan Mansion, and then I will not want to be with Cheng Qian in the Yang world.

With that little bit of old friendship, if you dare to climb a mountain and cross the border even half a step, you will be killed without mercy and will be executed immediately!"

Zhang Yujiao twitched the corners of his mouth, not hiding the sarcastic look on his face.

With such great official authority, he calls himself the Lord of the House. He really thinks that he is the local emperor of this dirty place. Why not just call himself a widower and end with the word "I admire you"?

After the mountain god who looked like a local gentry read out this "imperial edict", he immediately changed his face, with a bit of flattery, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "You must not disobey the emperor's decree. I also hope that Zhang Jianxian will take it to heart, Miss Jin."

That’s good.”

Let’s not mention Zhang Yujiao, let’s just talk about that little girl with thin skin and tender flesh. She is not very old, but her seniority in the Jinque sect is frightening, just because this little girl’s master is the one who even owns two princes.

Everyone is afraid of Cheng Qian. Now Cheng Qiangui is the protector of the Qingxing Kingdom. He is a well-known land immortal who is proficient in the three methods of water, fire and thunder. He holds a green spirit talisman obtained by the founder of the mountain from an ancient immortal relic.

He also forged a golden fire bell, which can exorcise evil spirits with ease. He is proficient in water magic and can breathe rivers. He has hundreds of soldiers under his command, all of whom are half-human and half-spiritual masters. Especially the real person's first-hand thunder magic, which is extremely powerful.

The power is majestic, the demons are evil, and there is no escape... After five hundred years of practicing Taoism, there are many celestial beings, many friends on the mountain, and even more enemies. In short, the idea is very hard.

Li Zhen laughed in his heart and said: "Miss Jin, after your travels, return to the Immortal Mansion and say hello to your master on behalf of the official."

The girl smiled and nodded, "I will definitely bring it to Li Junrong."

Although it was the first time for the girl to go out to experience, she still had a lot of basic knowledge of human nature.

Hearing that the little girl used "military appearance" instead of the title of Mountain God, Li Zhi suddenly smiled and became more and more pleased with this female cultivator of the Jinque Sect.

After the words were brought, Li Zheng was ready to go back home, but his young lady stared blankly at Zhang Yujiao. Li Zheng felt quite helpless. No matter how powerful Hehuan Mountain was, the young swordsman who was born in the Zhang family in Tiancao County was not

You can kidnap Zhang Yujiao back to the mountains to be the husband of the stronghold at will. Besides, by luck, you snatched Zhang Yujiao back to the mountains. What will you do with those faces in front of the house?

Li Zhi had no choice but to help introduce her: "This is our fourth lady from Hehuan Mountain. The two princes like her the most. She is willing to reach for the stars and the moon."

Now on the other side of Hehuan Mountain, the eldest daughter has already married, and the second son likes to travel far away. This time, it is the third girl from Hehuan Mountain who is looking for a bride.

The two princes of Hehuan Mountain, Zhao and Yu, were half-way couples. Before that, they each had Taoist companions and heirs on the mountain, so they could truly be said to be biologically related. Only the one wearing the headband in front of me could really say that they were biological.

This is the woman in scarlet clothes from Mi Li, otherwise Hehuan Mountain would not have given her the peach blossom horse as a mount. If it were replaced by a small and remote country where a middle five level Qi practitioner could not come out, it would have already been successfully formed and could easily be used as a mount.

Easily conquer the mountain and become the king.

Fortunately, the fourth lady didn't pester Zhang Yujiao. She just straightened her slender waist, glanced sideways at the girl next to him, and sneered. Then she stretched out two green jade fingers, lifted up a corner of the power fence, and raised it intentionally or unintentionally.

He raised his chest and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, my name is Xiaomei. See you again if we are destined."

Zhang Yujiao turned a deaf ear.

Riding on a sedan and carrying a large group of followers, they gradually moved away from Pomo Peak.

Jin Lu smiled sweetly and asked, "Yu Jie, what should we say next?"

Zhang Yujiao said: "Then let's go to the town at the foot of the mountain to see if we want to climb the mountain. We can make a decision after seeing the situation there."

Jin Lu nodded and looked at her posture. As long as Zhang Yujiao chose to climb the mountain, she would not hesitate to follow him through the mountain gate.

Palace Master Bai, who said nothing from the beginning to the end, was filled with emotion. The courage and courage of these Immortal Genealogy Masters were different from those lonely ghosts. They were unafraid of heaven and earth wherever they went. Let’s just say this.

The girl who admired the peak had not only given birth to a good child, but also worshiped a good master. When she went out to practice, she was either accompanied by a Zhu Bing retinue given by her master, or she was accompanied by a young swordsman who also came from a powerful fairy sect.

OK.

Zhang Yujiao looked at the group of local "natives" and asked: "Please tell me, when will the recruitment of girls for marriage start in Hehuan Mountain? What is the specific time?"

The young man carrying a sword crossed his arms across his chest.

Palace Master Bai pretended to be deaf and mute, fearing that if he said the wrong thing, he would be "cut off again".

Only the headless female ghost holding the umbrella didn't seem to be particularly afraid of the young swordsman. She took out a green willow leaf from her sleeve, and as the willow leaf spun, a clear female voice sounded, "Reply

Sword Immortal, there are about two and a half hours left."

Zhang Yujiao nodded and said to the girl next to him: "Then we will go to Hehuan Mountain on foot."

With the girl on his side, everything was obviously easy to talk about, so he just nodded.

Zhang Yujiao looked at the female ghost and said, "Girl, if you are willing, you can go with us. The premise is that you are not afraid of being misunderstood by the people on Hehuan Mountain and being tricked afterwards."

She carried an oil-paper umbrella, turned sideways and made a blessing.

Zhang Yujiao and Jin Lu went down the mountain with the unique "Zhu Bing Divine General" of the Jinque sect.

The female ghost holding an umbrella walked slowly, keeping a short distance from them.

At the top of Splashing Ink Peak, only the boy carrying the sword and Palace Master Bai were left staring at each other with big eyes.

"Master Bai, why don't you leave and go on your way?"

"Don't worry, there are still two hours before the wedding ceremony. What about you, why are you staying here?"

"Continue admiring the moon."

They were speechless for a long time, and finally Baimao took the lead and said: "The salesman and the eater, they are both poor ghosts, a Shanze Yexiu who kills people and sells goods, and a spirit who has just been successfully transformed, a little bit

The money in my family is like the snow money I threw away earlier. I eat everything I can as soon as possible. All of it is used to improve my cultivation and increase my spiritual energy. I just want to get immediate results. Accumulating too many extraneous things will be a disaster. There is no mountain.

, or a backer, it is easy to cause death, and it is not worth it to make wedding clothes for others. The young swordsman slashed them all before, and all the demon elixirs of the salesman were gone.

It was eaten by the Zhu Bing of the Jinque sect, and not a single bit of dregs was left. The oil pan was originally a rather evil and weird valuable spiritual weapon, but unfortunately it was also smashed together with the cargo pole and shoulder pole.

All that's left is the paper money on the ground..."

The young man said: "What nonsense, whoever sees it has a share, 50-50 split."

Palace Master Bai was determined in his heart, "Brother Chen is really a happy man, I'm sure!"

It's just that this ghost who proclaimed himself the title of "Palace Master" soon became suspicious. This young man agreed so readily. Could it be that he was a secretive Yamazawa wild cultivator?

Is he a ruthless master who knows how to take advantage of others?

So Bai Mao distanced himself from the young man carrying the sword and asked with a smile: "Young hero is so young and has the strength of the martial arts and Qi refining realm. He must be rich or noble, otherwise how could he have such impressive martial arts achievements? I guess so

You are a son of a wealthy nobleman who is traveling abroad? You don’t have many bodyguards around you, young hero?"

There are Qi practitioners and wild cultivators, but almost every martial arts master among pure martial arts masters has a background and a clear lineage. This is the consensus on the mountain.

Especially after the end of the half-continent-sinking war, almost all the wealthy families in the south of Aquarius Continent who had suffered a lot became more and more energetic, cultivating family assassins and death warriors, and searching intensively to select those children with good bones.

Since he was young, he has been taught boxing skills by the martial arts master who is the enshrinement of his family. He spares no expense, eats medicinal food for three meals a day, brews medicine jars every day, and exercises his muscles and bones.

He quickly rose from the third realm of body refining to the realm of qi refining, hoping to be able to stand alone at the age of 20 or 30. Look at this young man, if he is not the kind of qi practitioner who deliberately uses deception to pretend to be a pure martial artist, then the other person's age and realm are right.

Got it.

Combined with the young man's "explaining the truth" before, Bai Mao always felt that his guess was almost the truth.

Anyway, as long as he is not a capricious Shanze Yexiu, Baimao was an official during his lifetime,

"What a hero! I've only been down the mountain for a few days and haven't accomplished a few heroic deeds yet."

The straw-shoe boy said calmly: "Either call me by my name directly, or call me Mr. Chen."
To be continued...