"Rock candy~~Gourd!!"

"Affordable clay pots! Passersby may want to take a look. They can also be placed in the room as chamber pots without putting things!!"

"......... calligraphy and paintings, calligraphy and paintings of scholars, and papers are hung on the wall. The writers will be valuable after a hundred years. Don't miss it~~"

The sun sets to the west of the city, and the dimness sprinkles on the clamoring street. The noise of people is spreading to the second floor of the inn, and the sun shines into the window lattice.

"It's his mother's...100,000 people...even if it's 100,000 pigs, I can't kill them in less than half a year."

"Tuoer, he used the Xuanyuan Sword. Combined with the power of his Kunlun Mirror, it disappeared in less than a few breaths. When the two are combined, it is difficult to have the power to compete in this world. Even if the Xuanyuan Sword is gone, with his current strength, he can still look down on the world."

"Hurry up, give the Xuanyuan Sword to my own path, and I have never seen what the magic weapon looks like."

Amid the noise of eight big men next door drinking, Lao Sun put down the cup, got up from the stool in a hurry, lifted up his robe and ran to the bookshelf. Next to Yuelong's sword, the wide-faced sword sheath was hanging, which was simple and profound. The Taoist seemed to caress his lover's skin, rubbed his fingertips on it a few times, took a deep breath, and said, "Good sword!" and then grabbed the hilt of the sword...

Then, a golden light suddenly rose.

With a bang, the whole person flew back. Lu Liangsheng threw his wine glass, flashed from the stool, rushed to the back of the Taoist, and supported his hands to the back before he caught him. The two of them folded together and slid backwards to the wall. The open window lattices beside him were buzzing and shaking.

"Ben...Ben Dao said it...Old..." The Taoist said that the pain in his chest was incomplete, and he stood up on the wall, looking at the Xuanyuan Sword with the golden light dissipating on the bookshelf, "Old Lu, why are you okay with it?"

Lu Liangsheng patted the dust on his robe, walked out from behind, and smiled and said, "This Xuanyuan Sword is protected by a scabbard, and others can't touch it. You have forgotten the scabbard. I can naturally use the income from Chang Yangshan in the cave where Xing Tian buried him last time, right? "

On the other side of the square table that turned his head, the toad Taoist man covered his head with a wine glass, and a loach was sucked into his mouth, "Liangsheng, please take the cup back and put it in your mouth first, and then ask me."

When Lu Liangsheng hurriedly went up to take off the wine glass, the Taoist rubbed the mustache on his lips and didn't dare to touch the Xuanyuan Sword anymore, so he just squatted across the street and looked carefully.

"I thought my true nature was not bad at looking at my appearance..."

While speaking, the door suddenly rang. The Taoist stood up and looked at the scholar beside the table. The latter put down the wine glass and thought about it to know who was coming.

Squeak ~~

Lu Liangsheng pulled open the door. Yang Su, dressed in Taoist robe, stood outside with a magic sword on his back, looking at him with a smile. For a moment, his smile suddenly froze and looked at the scholar up and down.

"Hey, your cultivation level..."

"Duke of Yue, please let me discuss the matter of cultivation later."

After bowing and returning a gift, Lu Liangsheng made way to the side and invited the old man in. Yang Su stroked her beard and ate at the table. The toad that was feasting for food nodded. She had seen it in the past and knew that she had some spirituality, so she had said hello.

The Taoist in the room and the black-skirt tree demon were also familiar with each other. They bowed their hands and were about to sit down, but before they could sit down, they seemed to feel something. They subconsciously turned their heads to look at the bookshelf placed in the corner of the wall, their eyes suddenly widened and pointed at the Xuanyuan Sword hanging on it.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, how is this sword here with you?"

"This matter is a long story." On the other side, Lu Liangsheng closed the door and walked back, invited him to sit down, put on drinks, and told him the whole story.

"......... On that day, I could see that Tuoer's sword left, and he didn't want me to be difficult to do. Perhaps, why did he leave this Xuanyuan sword with me, there was another meaning."

Yang Su had just heard about the disasters of heaven and earth for a while. As a famous commander and court official of the Great Sui Dynasty, how could he not be able to contact him when he saw the scholar say this?

"Master Yuwen is afraid of being noticed, so he left this sword without any trace. He just wanted you to use Xuanyuan to deal with that Master Wuyuan?"

"Very likely."

Lu Liangsheng filled him with drinks and himself, and held him up and touched him lightly.

"...He said that this magic circle was used to resist the great disasters of heaven and earth, but he did not reveal the slightest part of Master Wuyuan. The meaning was very obvious in his cover-up words. I am the only one who is afraid it is difficult to deal with. In the early years, tens of thousands of women and children were put into pottery jars and used for sacrifices by people. How could such people save the people of the world?"

Yang Suzhe drank all the wine in the glass and thought for a while: "My fellow Taoist said this is a bad thing. If the disasters affect all things in the world, no matter how evil a person is, he will inevitably be implicated. He may not have to say that he has his own way to save the world."

These words made the scholar silent. Yang Su, Duke of Yue, had rich experience and extensive knowledge. It was really impossible to say what he said, but it was just saving the world, not turning back to the right. After that, he still did his own thing, and like many years ago, he was abducted to serve as a sacrifice.

What's more, the matter has not been fully understood. What is the great catastrophe of heaven and earth? Is that magic array really used to resist? What if... I think of the red light that day, it is an extremely evil method no matter how you look at it.

‘I hope I’m overthinking it.’

The three of them included the toad sitting at the table and laughing and urging. Lu Pan and others next door also came over, dragging and pulling Lao Sun to the next door. The sound became even more noisy, causing guests from several nearby rooms to knock on the door. The moment they opened the door, they saw a strong man with a blushing face and thick neck standing at the door. There were seven men with knotty muscles inside, bare-handed, turning around and looking at him.

At the door, Lu Pan shook the two muscles on his chest and picked his chin at the other party.

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay... I just want to say that if you guys are not having fun enough, I'll treat you some more... to drink more."

After saying that, he spread his legs and turned around and ran away.

"For some reason, everyone in the city is stupid?"

Lu Pan looked at the man who ran away after leaving a word, shook his head and muttered to close the door. The tenant who ran away was holding his robe and putting wine for Yang Su after hearing the movement for a while.

"I just came here, my uncle. Duke Yue has probably seen him several times."

"I have seen these eight people in the practice of Taoism, but they are not enough to see them, but they are the most powerful generals in the mortal world."

After drinking a few cups, the old man started talking. He often accompanied the king and had the ability to follow the dragon. Fewer people could speak. Only the young man, who was many years younger than him, could not be afraid of his identity, or even think that the magic he used was most evil and evil.

After saying a few beautiful words, Yang Su remembered that Lu Liangsheng had said that he would come to Beijing this year in the autumn.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, last year you said you came to Chang'an to enter the country, but is it still counting?"

The scholar nodded, spread his sleeves and gave him a cup.

"Originally, will you ask someone to send a letter to Duke Yue when you enter Chang'an next time?"

Hahaha!

The two looked at each other, laughed one after another, and touched each other, tilted their heads to drink. Looking at the scholar opposite, Yang Su was in a very comfortable mood.

"Since fellow Taoist is here, I will come to the palace to meet His Majesty later, and get the matter of fellow Taoist entering the court as soon as possible."

Lu Liangsheng also thought about entering the country as a national teacher for a long time. Since he agreed last year, he naturally would not regret it again. Moreover, the national teacher is not an official position, but protects the fortune of a country and benefits the people, which is in line with his original intention.

After half an hour, it became dark outside. After Yang Su finished speaking all the regulations that he should go to the court, he said goodbye and left, left the inn, and rushed to the palace without stopping.

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As the night fell, Lu Liangsheng lit up the light and put it on the desk in front of the window frame. The toad Taoist who had eaten and drunk slowly climbed onto the bed, uncovered the bedding, and crawled into it and covered it.

The lights swayed, and Mu Qiyou floated over, pressing against the edge of the bed, and whispered. Her beautiful and slim body leaned forward a little, supported her chin, looked at the scholar's side face illuminated by the fire, pursed her red lips, and blew on his face.

"Old demon, are we going to bed well? I haven't been sleeping with you for a long time...."

"Qiyou, don't make trouble, I still have something to do."

Lu Liangsheng did have something to do. After entering the court as the national teacher, the first thing he had to do was to put Master Wuyuan on the agenda, but he was definitely not enough for himself. In the past, the soldiers in the mortal world were just for nothing and had to find some helpers.

Humph~~

Qi You looked at his focus, raised his feet and rubbed his legs. He turned around and turned to the bed, holding the quilt and flipped around.

The night gradually darkened, and soon the room became quieter, and the moonlight fell on the open window lattice and sprinkled on paper full of handwriting.

The rustling sound of writing stopped. Lu Liangsheng picked up the letter in his hand and blew the ink on it, pinched his fingers and moved away another blank piece of paper. The latter, the empty paper surface suddenly appeared vertically.

‘Sui'an, Zuo Qianwei, fellow Taoist Yan, Lao Zhu, and Monk Fajing.

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Including Duke Yue, Taoist, Qi You, and Shi.

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Ye Feng squeezed into the window frame, and the scholar looked at the bed that was snoring slightly. Qi You turned over and whispered softly. Under the bedding that was kicking open, a black shadow hung with his tongue hanging beside the bed, twitching slightly.

"......it should be enough."
Chapter completed!