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A flash of lightning struck Lu Zhengkang's head full of swordsmanship. He shuddered suddenly, awake, suppressed his boiling inspiration, and lowered his head to look at his tattered clothes.

He has only cultivated for a few days, and now he should be in a state of ignorance of Taoism, so he can't use illusion to change clothes by himself.

"Teacher, help me, let me change into a nice dress."

Xue Hongzi himself was wearing a plain black Dao robe with a long jade body and a Yuanshi crown on his head. He looked very magnificent. Lu Zhengkang was dressed in tattered linen and disheveled, and looked like a beggar gang who had just left work.

"Also, your Taoist robe is already ready. I will ask Chilou Lishi to take you to the main peak Laojunguan. You can change it yourself."

It was the first time that Lu Zhengkang heard that Kunlun Palace still had a view of Laojun. When he was carried all the way to the main peak by Chilou Lishi in a cloud cart, he saw the so-called Laojun View, and he understood now.

This old monarch is the secular power of Kunlun Palace, and the source of manpower is mainly those mortal disciples who can't walk the path to find immortals and can't get to Dengxiantai. They are reluctant to leave.So after some selection, Kunlun Palace left mortals with good morals, taught them a little basic Taoism, and kept them for handling common affairs, serving monks, or sending them out to establish agency forces in the dynasty of the world.Externally, it is called Laojun Guan.

Chapter VIII The Bearded Man

Lu Zhengkang didn't know who made the clothes for him. It may also belong to the newcomer's welfare, but why is it all red.Lu Zhengkang never said that he likes big red, although he does like big red...

But the big red one must be worn at the time of marriage.

He was completely red, so he had a lot of flowers on his chest.

Of course, red to red, this is a serious robe.The shape is the shape of the Taoist robe.Lu Zhengkang put it on his body and dusted his sleeves. This was inlaid with gold rims. There was a circle of gossip symbols on the cuffs, which was very beautiful.His Taoist crown is black, but it is the same color as that of the master Bo Xuehongzi. However, after all, he is just a little monk and is not qualified to wear the Yuanshi crown. He can only wear one crown with three crowns.

After putting on his clothes, Lu Zhengkang looked at the door of Lao Junguan, and sure enough, the monks had already woven together between the sky and the clouds.

Lu Zhengkang asked the Chilou Lishi who had brought him to lead him back to Chilou as usual.

By the time he arrives, he can already see many monks with sabre back boxes, dressed in different clothes, decent, evil, sword, sword box, sword pill, hundreds of people, each with their own style, and people who are familiar with each other. Together, Yan Yan's appearance was laughed.The unfamiliar sword immortals rarely talked to each other. They gathered together, mostly taciturn people. Of course, there were no lack of ridiculous monks, but under the advice of their companions, they kept quiet wisely.

Lu Zhengkang is not very impressive, but his bright red robe is indeed quite outstanding.

Someone snickered, Lu Zhengkang looked over, and those people were a little restrained.

However, as Lu Zhengkang walked into the Chilou, more and more people saw him, and there was a constant stream of chuckles.

Lu Zhengkang didn't care, he looked around, Master Master didn't know where he was going, and he was temporarily missing. He planned to visit him.At the sword stele to the north, Lu Zhengkang saw a familiar figure from the back, still so beautiful and graceful, he walked forward with a smile.

When he walked to the house and glanced sideways, Lu Zhengkang whispered, "Qing Ning... I am sorry to admit the wrong person."

Lu Zhengkang quietly turned around and left the forest of steles in silence.

I don't know if it is an illusion, but the snickers in my ear seem to be getting louder.

Lu Zhengkang hesitated, do you want to read files...

Basically, there are sword repairmen around. It is also common to come to Chilou to see the sword monument, or to make friends with a group of senior brothers and sisters leading the younger generation.People like Lu Zhengkang alone are indeed a minority.

At this moment, outside the Chilou, from far and near, a loud voice came, "Oh! How come this bird place has been so shabby for so many years?"

Lu Zhengkang was a little bit happy in his heart, good fellow, a silly boy came, and now everyone will not keep paying attention to themselves.

He looked towards the south archway, and there was a sloppy monk in black robe, with a majestic figure, a broad physique, a thick and beautiful beard, a pair of very energetic eyes, and a calm-faced master Bo Xue Hongzi followed him. .

When everyone saw him, they bowed and called seniors, and they were very polite.

Lu Zhengkang pulled a monk next to him, "This Xiongtai, who is that person?"

"You don't even know him?"

"Should I know him?"

"The first sword immortal in the South of the Universe, he has cut ten ancient Xiu in a row. Fifty years ago, he went to the West Sea alone to kill the evil gods and cover the Sea-Monster Saint. With a sword, the demons in the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons were discouraged and the mountain was sealed for a hundred years. , You said you should get to know each other?"

"You really have to get to know it." Lu Zhengkang nodded.

"This is the man with a beard. It is said that there is a dispute with the real person Jingxue in Kunlun Palace."

"What entanglement?"

"It's nothing more than vying for the first place in Chilou. I heard from my master that the last time Chilou fought with swords, the bearded man and the Jingxue real man fought fiercely for six months. The swordsmanship and swordsmanship reached the peak and almost exhausted the world. This time, they will still do it. Sword fighting, look at it!"

Such an outsider knows more about the elders of Kunlun Palace than the three of Lu Zhengkang. It has to be said that sometimes the authorities are fascinated by mismatched information.

Lu Zhengkang's conversation with Fu Daozi didn't involve much of a person's fame, but the name of the first sword immortal in the south of the sky, such a name, belonged to Xuehongzi of Kunlun Palace in Fu Daozi's mouth.

"The bearded man won the sword fight last time?"

"Yes. It's a narrow move."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "No wonder." No wonder Master Master said that he is not the first sword immortal in the south of the sky.

There is a chance that the outer body will kill this bearded man - Lu Zhengkang has no lack of nasty and interesting reveries.

Of course, just kidding.Lu is most admired by the upright duel, probably because of the influence of his childhood. When he first watched the movie, he hated those who plot before the duel.

To die in a duel is actually a method of death that Lu Zhengkang recognizes. If he himself died in a duel, he would definitely feel happy.

The first sword immortal in the south of the sky-fighting swords for glory is also the happiness of monks.

Xue Hongzi also saw Lu Zhengkang. There was no dense crowd in the Chilou. Everyone was scattered sporadically. He looked up and saw his little disciple, "Come!" He beckoned, and Lu Zhengkang walked quickly. In the past, the cultivator beside him was stunned for a moment, and muttered to himself, "Is it called you or me? I want to talk to these two sword fairies too..."

"Friend Yong Dao, this is my new disciple. Xiaolu, this is a bearded man, a friend of the teacher for many years."

Lu Zhengkang Zuoyi, "I have seen seniors."

Although Yansanren was bluffing in front of his old friends, he didn't forget to mock at Chilou, but he was very serious in front of the junior, "Yes." He was brief and concise.

Xue Hongzi waved his hand to Lu Zhengkang, "Go and play by yourself, and talk to your colleagues here. If you know some friends, you can take care of your travels in the future."

"I don't like to make friends."

The bearded man nodded silently, and Xue Hongzi shook his head helplessly. "Young people always have topics to talk about. Don't learn from this bearded man. He has no friends in his life, and he is everywhere."

Lu Zhengkang smiled and asked, "Aren't the teacher and this mediocre friend friends?"

Xue Hongzi seriously corrected, "Not a friend, but an opponent."

Lu Zhengkang shook his head and left.

He had a conversation with these two supreme sword immortals in the world, but he could not escape the ears of the other monks again. After a while, someone came to him. Lu Zhengkang said that he did not want to make friends, but the real conversation still made people feel close.

Suddenly, he smelled of turpentine.

Someone chuckled behind him, "You will meet friends here, are you afraid that Fu Daozi will be jealous?"

Lu Zhengkang turned his head and saw Qing Ningzi and a few young disciples behind her. This encounter was unexpected to him.

"You are late."