"Come with me." Hua Chenglu lifted Hua Chenglu with one hand, walked out of the tree crown like a bird, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

"Purple Sword, you are waiting for me!" Hua Chenglu turned her head and shouted, but saw a dark green area, which was far away from the courtyard.

The voice was swaying and the branches and leaves were trembling. Yu Zijian let out a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the help of these kind-hearted people, she would have been in a state of great importance. No matter what the result was, she would have sincerely thanked them.

If you don’t have these warm feelings in life, what else is there? But if someone is hurt for her, she really doesn’t know what to do.

Niu Juxia, don’t have anything to do!

...

Moving forward with the strong wind, the wind roared in my ears, Hua Chenglu asked, "Brother, what are your tasks for coming here?"

"Secret." Hua Chengzan smiled slightly, but his eyebrows were a little heavy.

Of course, this can't be hidden from the fact that Hua Chenglu, the sister pouted in dissatisfaction, but did not ask again. She was imagining in her heart, what was the matter except that woman that could make this omnipotent brother feel a headache?

"Is it related to the Sanshan Herbal Collection Ceremony?"

Hua Chengzan refused to comment, and suddenly rose up and looked down at the entire Qingteng Mountain.

Hua Chenglu saw that the square in front of the hall was engraved with the patterns of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, and the nine three-legged copper tripods rose. From then on, the mountains were faint and vast, and they had a sense of being out of the world. This Qingteng Mountain can be regarded as a rare blessed place.

I saw the old man Qingteng standing with his hands behind his back and waiting in front of the hall.

There were many disciples from the Three Mountains gathered in the square. When they heard the movement, they rushed up the mountain. When they looked up, they saw a handsome man, with a girl, flying up the mountain with the mountain wind, like a white crane soaring across the mountains without a trace of fireworks.

The low-level Qi Refiner can't feel anything, but the higher the cultivation level, the more serious the Qi Refiner's face is.

This feeling of unity between man and nature has only been seen by foundation-building monks. The name of the first person under foundation-building is indeed true.

Hua Chengzan and Hua Chenglu fell lightly on the steps.

Hua Chengzan took the lead and said, "My younger generation, Hua Chengzan, have met Senior Qingteng." No matter how good the family background is or how high the talent is, this is the minimum respect a Qi Refiner deserves to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

The way to practice is to be respected by the strong.

The old man Qingteng smiled and returned a half-hearted salute: "The commander didn't inform you long ago. I'd like to greet you at the foot of the mountain. In this way, it seems like I'm relying on my seniority and despising the distinguished guests."

However, he secretly blamed Hua Chengzan for not going to worship the mountain first, so he directly passed through the magic array and climbed Qingteng Mountain. But he was really surprised by the skill of being able to pass through the magic array silently.

Hua Cheng praised: "Because I am worried about my younger sister, I am anxious about everything. Please forgive me. My younger sister has been bothering me on the mountain for many days, but I am afraid that my words and deeds are unrighteous. Thanks to my seniors for being generous and not skeptical, and I don't care about it or show it. I don't thank me."

"Thank you Senior Qingteng." Hua Chenglu gave a reluctant greeting.

Hua Chengzan patted Hua Chenglu's head with helpless expression on her face: "My little sister is young and ignorant, and she is always doting, so I can't do anything to him. Please don't be surprised by her senior."

"Ling sister is innocent, how could I be weird?" Old Man Qingteng laughed. Even if he was a little unhappy, he could not be as knowledgeable as a little girl, otherwise he would seem too stingy.

Hua Chengzan cleared the conflict at the beginning in a few words. He smiled slightly and bowed, "I still have some business and want to meet the head of Sanshan. This is not a place to talk. Let's go in!"

At this time, he was no longer the brother who accused his younger sister, no longer the junior who respected his predecessors, but the commander of the Eagle and Wolf Guard, representing the majesty of the law, and his attitude naturally changed to equal treatment, and even gained the upper hand and dominated the scene.

The old man Qingteng couldn't help but look solemn, and raised his hand and said, "Please!" He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This boy was so graceful and calm, and he was much better than every disciple of his, and could take great responsibility. If such a disciple could inherit the Taoist tradition, why worry about Qingteng Mountain not rising?

Hua Chengzan asked Hua Chenglu to wait outside the hall. Although the old man Qingteng entered the hall, when he was about to enter, he suddenly turned his head, glanced at every face in the square, and then showed a slight disappointment, mocking himself in his heart: "If that person would appear here so simply, he would not have to waste such trouble."

In the hall, the old man Jinji and the old man Lone Grave were indeed sitting there. Seeing Hua Chengzan coming in, he stood up slightly and sat down again. His eyes were full of vigilance, and he wanted to maintain the majesty of the head of his sect, but he did not want to offend the Eagle and Wolf Guard.

Hua Chengzan seems to have become accustomed to this kind of treatment, but he just gave up and did not live with his younger generation.

"The commander comes here, what are the instructions?" Old Man Qingteng waved his back and left all his disciples. In the huge hall, there were only four people talking. The voices produced an empty echo in the hall. The vermilion pillar seemed to penetrate into the darkness, which seemed very lonely.

Hua Chengzan pondered and paced back and forth, as if organizing language, or thinking about something. Suddenly, he stopped: "I am here to warn you three. Someone is coming to seize the foundation of the Three Mountains, and you three need to prepare early."

"What?" Old Man Qingteng was shocked.

"Let you go..." The old man Jinji jumped up. He was in a very bad mood these days, blurted out his dirty words, and then forced him to stop after he said halfway.

"Oh?" The old man Gufen rolled his eyelids, and there were many expressions on his corpse-like face.

The old man Qingteng's eyes were drooping: "Don't be alarmist, our three mountains alliance has gone through generations and a thousand-year foundation. How can we be seized so simply by others?"

The old man Jinji danced fiercely: "With the three of us joining forces, who are you afraid of? It's impossible for Commander Bai Ying Gu to fall in love with our foundation, right?"

"Yes!" said the old man Gufen.

Their confidence is not without reason. After thousands of years of Daxia's founding dynasty, the situation in the entire Jiuzhou was pacified, and even the attacks between sects were not much. Although there were some undercurrents, the three foundation-building monks could almost resist it.

Of course, the Jindan monks were not something they could fight against, but no Jindan monks had a great family and had great business, so how could they fall in love with their three mountains? Moreover, the Eagle and Wolf Guards never interfered in the attack between sects. It can be said that it was too late to fan the flames, so how could they inform them so kindly?

Hua Chengzan deliberately remained silent for a moment, giving enough time for the three of them to react, and said, "This person is from the Zangjian Palace!"

The three excited old men seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand at the same time, silent and unable to say a word.

The Cangjian Palace is a major sect that is famous throughout Qingzhou. It is said that only by reaching the foundation-building realm can one be qualified to become an inner disciple. This is an irresistible name for all the small and medium-sized sects in Qingzhou.

After a while, the old man Jinji reacted first and roared: "You are talking nonsense that the Zangjian Palace is a famous sect, how could he attack other sects at will? What do we have to pay attention to?"

The old man Qingteng smiled bitterly and said, "If the commander is not joking, we can prepare to change the flag. What kind of virtue can we do to compete with the Canon Sword Palace?"

The old man Gufen's face turned pale and his whole body became tense, and he became more and more like a dead body.

Hua Chengpian said: "It's not attacking, but controlling, recruiting? In fact, the three of you don't have to worry too much. I got the accurate news. The visitor was just an inner disciple of the Zangjian Palace. He has just successfully overcome the disaster recently. This is the first time going down the mountain to experience it. As long as the three of you can defeat him, you will naturally be worry-free."

The three old men looked at each other. The training mission of a disciple of the Cangjian Palace was to deal with them. This was a very shameful and humiliating person, but they couldn't get angry because it was the Cangjian Palace, and they were even slightly relieved. If it was only the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, would they be afraid that they could not handle it with their three cultivation?

Hua Chengzan shook his head in his heart. The knowledge of the people in the sect is still limited to the oral story. It is impossible to have as detailed and clear summary analysis as the Eagle and Wolf Guard.

...

Hua Chenglu sat in front of the hall with her knees in her arms. No matter who wants to come up and talk to her, she said fiercely: "Go away!"

Waiting so bored, Hua Chengzan walked out of the hall and the head of Sanshan came out to see him off.

Such courtesy surprises the disciples in the square.

A group of female monks even shined with their eyes. If they wanted to choose a Taoist couple, they were about to find such a man.

If it were the past, Hua Chengzan might have smiled and spread his romantic reputation as a playboy. But at this time, he had no such mood at all.

Still worried, he whispered with a solemn face: "I'm in the Shanxia Fang Market. If he appears, I'll send someone to notify me. Then at that time, the three seniors must join forces to meet the enemy, otherwise the three mountains will be in danger."

This clearly means that if they take action one by one, they will not be able to beat a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Palace. If the old man of Golden Rooster usually hears this, he must curse, but at this time, he seems very cautious and nods repeatedly. After listening to Hua Chengzan's analysis, they no longer dare to have any contempt in their hearts.

Compared to face, the foundation of the Three Mountains is more important. Although the Tibetan Sword Palace is amazing, everyone understands the principle of "being a chicken head rather than a cow's queen".

"What do you want in the Zangjian Palace...what do you want?" The old man Gufen hadn't said such a long word for many years, and he said it stuttered in one sentence.

This is also the question that the old man Qingteng and the old man Jinji want to ask the most. What exactly do they have to pay attention to by a large sect far away.

Hua Chengzan hesitated for a moment: "As for what he wants, I can't say, but no matter what his request, the three of them must not agree, otherwise the world will be in danger!"

The old men of Sanshan looked at each other. Although they each dominated the country, they were still very clear about how much they had. The three mountains together probably wouldn't affect the world at all. This was too alarmist, so I would like to ask a few more questions.

Hua Chengzan bowed his hand, walked down the stairs, took Hua Chenglu and flew away, crossed the sea of ​​trees, and even swept past the house of the outer disciple.

Hua Chenglu hurriedly asked, "Where is the purple sword? Where is the purple sword?"

Hua Cheng praised: "Don't worry, when I finish the work, I will naturally take you back to Qinghe Mansion." He was not in a hurry to ask Old Man Qingteng for someone. He would only speak when he felt confident, and when he spoke, the other party would definitely not refuse.

Of course, it is best to get things done without having to speak. If this matter can be done, the old man Qingteng will probably thank him for his reminder. He doesn't have to say anything, and just send Yu Zijian down the mountain without rushing.

Hua Chenglu said: "But it's the herb collection ceremony soon. Zi Jian wants to go downstairs with them. I don't know how dangerous it is."

Hua Cheng praised: "Did you see that someone is willing to take care of her? There will be no danger, but it is a good thing."

"But!"

"It's nothing, but if there is danger, there will not be so many Qi Refiners going underground. As long as you don't go too deep, it's okay. How can you go if you don't make any profits after coming to Qingteng Mountain for so long? "

Hua Chengzan didn't know what she remembered and said to herself: "If I really say danger, I'm even more worried about those monsters."

"What?" Hua Chenglu said strangely.

"nothing?"

The green is gone, and the wind and snow are coming towards us.

...

At the foot of Qingteng Mountain, the market is the most lively time. The herb collection ceremony is about to be imminent, and nearly a thousand Qi-refining men gather here. Who doesn’t want to sharpen their guns in the face of battle? It is the most lively time for the transaction.

But at this time, outside the north gate of the market, the noise was quiet. On the streets with shoulder to shoulder, a wide road should be divided into a group of Qi Refiners.

The leader was Wu Gen, wearing a red dress, bright and dazzling appearance. The leaders behind him were floating in black clothes, majestic and murderous.

"How come the Eagle Wolf Guard came here?"

"Are you going to participate in the herb collection ceremony?"

"No, there has never been such a precedent!"

Wu Gen's face was as gloomy as if water was about to drip into a dripping. He quickly walked into an inn. The commanders behind him were also winding in, and his face was not good-looking.

The innkeeper bent forward to entertain him: "Master Wu, you are back! Please come inside quickly, I will keep it for you to go to the room!"

Wu Gen said: "Close the door!"

The boss said: "I still have to do business!"

"Close the door!" Wu Gen's voice became even deeper.

The boss hurriedly closed the door, and Wu Gen cursed: "A bunch of waste, I can't even catch the injured people, one by one, it's not useful. If you ask me to go back, how can you get the job?"
To be continued...