Heroes of the Plane Cultivation System

Chapter 69

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The water is bright and clear, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

If you want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, light makeup and thick makeup are always suitable.

The song "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later Rain on the Lake" by Su Dabeard can be said to describe the beauty of the West Lake. However, in the misty rain in Hangzhou today, there seems to be a hint of chilling and a lack of softness.

Outside Meizhuang, West Lake, two uninvited guests knocked on the gate of Meizhuang. .

"Songshan disciples, disciples of Huashan sect, I need to see the four friends from Jiangnan, the four seniors." Xiang Wentian raised his voice to call the door, and turned his head to Lu Wuchen and said in a low voice: "Lu Shaoxia, the four friends of Meizhuang have strange temperaments and are not easy to deceive. Later After entering, do you still hope that Lu Shaoxia will listen to my arrangements for everything?!"

"Just as I told my brother."

Glancing at Xiang Wentian who was wary of him, Lu Wuchen smiled slightly.

Looking at Lu Wuchen, who was with the old god, Xiang Wentian sighed slightly in his heart. He didn't know whether the person the eldest lady had found was reliable, but at this moment they had no choice but to place their bets on Lu Wuchen's. body.

Just because, according to the latest news that Xiang Wentian just got a few days ago, Hangzhou will soon be under martial law.Especially for Meizhuang, it was reported that Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, would increase his vigilance against Meizhuang. This sudden situation caught Xiang Wentian off guard for a while. After discussing with Ren Yingying, Act ahead and take a risk to save Ren Woxing.

As for the interests and hobbies of the four owners of Meizhuang, Xiang Wentian had already inquired clearly. After disguised with Lu Wuchen, he changed his name to Songshan disciple "Tong Huajin", and Lu Wuchen pretended to be Huashan disciple "Feng Erzhong". ", came to this West Lake Plum Village to pay homage to the village.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, Ding Jian, the guard of Meizhuang "One-word Electric Sword", opened the door quickly as if waiting for someone to come to visit, and stared at the two uninvited guests, Xiang Wentian and Lu Wuchen, with piercing eyes.

To deal with this kind of thing, of course it is up to Xiang Wentian. Lu Wuchen shrugged and stepped back consciously to enjoy the scenery of Meizhuang.

This plum village is built next to the West Lake. It has beautiful scenery, elegant and charming. There are clusters of plum trees in the manor. When the plum blossoms bloom in spring, it will be like a sea of ​​fragrant snow and thousands of plum blossoms. It will be a colorful scene.

"Quiet and elegant, it is indeed a good place to retreat."

While admiring the scenery, Lu Wuchen praised secretly, no wonder the four friends of Meizhuang were willing to leave Heimuya, and lived in seclusion here for more than ten years as guards and let me go. Having such a quiet place is nothing more than a great joy in life!
"Back then, Brother Ding defeated the four tyrants with one palm and defeated two heroes with one sword in the Qilian Mountains. I really admire his majesty."

Na Ding Jian was also very satisfied with Xiang Wentian's flattery, when Nian Xu smiled, he said "I dare not take it", but his face was full of complacency.

"I have long admired the name of Brother Ding, the one-word electric swordsman. My nephew Zuo said that he must come to Hangzhou to ask the Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River for advice. I have been living in seclusion for a long time, and I thought that the four seniors of the Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River may not be around, but If you can see the 'one-character electric sword', it will be a worthwhile trip, so I agree to come to Hangzhou for a walk..."

In order to rescue Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian went to great lengths to save him. He kept shouting "senior" one after another, "admiration", "admiration", "reverence" and other words in an endless stream, which made Ding Jian's heart beat. His heart was full of excitement, his head was heavy, and he didn't know where the east, west, north, south were. He was so happy that he directly led Wentian and Lu Wuchen into the village.

After entering Dezhuang, the four owners of Meizhuang, Dan Qingsheng, Bald Biweng, Black and White Zi, and Huang Zhonggong, also appeared successively.

Lu Wuchen consciously kept himself out of the matter, while Xiang Wentian continued to flatter, and as soon as the four of them appeared on the stage, they took out the items they had collected everywhere, the travel map of the West Mountain, the rate post, the Guangling Sanqu score, Wang Zhilan Keshan Items such as Yuxianpu and Hematemesis were placed in front of the four of them.

Looking at these things, the faces of the four owners of Meizhuang were instantly moved, and then they looked infatuated, as if they were attracted by these rare treasures. They hesitated and waited for Xiang Wentian's next words.

"Hehe, life is really like a play, it all depends on acting skills." Lu Wuchen, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly chuckled, the four owners of Meizhuang seemed to be hooked by Xiang Wentian, but careful observation showed that It is found that there is no infatuation in the eyes of these four, but extremely clear and clear, which shows that these four villa owners are also acting.

After taking a sip of the tea, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Lu Wuchen's mouth, "She must be here..."

Seeing that the fish was about to take the bait, Xiang Wentian was overjoyed, and immediately asked the four villa owners to compete with Lu Wuchen in order to obtain the treasure.

As for Xiang Wentian's request, so did the four friends of Meizhuang. brother's request.

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The Meizhuang dungeon leads directly to the bottom of the West Lake. In the long and narrow tunnel, there are several heavy and heavy iron gates. The stone gates are imprisoned, and there is no key to unlock it. Even the top contemporary masters cannot shake it.

Seeing this heavily guarded dungeon, Lu Wuchen couldn't help chuckling. It's no wonder that Ren Woxing's terrifying strength in the original drama was also trapped in this Meizhuang dungeon for so long. He didn't escape until Xiang Wentian rescued him. This dungeon Even compared with the Imperial City Prison, I am afraid it is not inferior.

Turning left and eight turns in the tunnel, after walking for a while, I arrived outside the prison where I was imprisoned. Through the hole about a foot square on the iron gate, I can see that there is a man in ragged clothes, with white hair covering his face, and his limbs are covered. The burly old man tied up.

It was Wo Xing, the former director of the Sun Moon God Sect.

After the four friends of Meizhuang exchanged words with Ren Woxing, Ren Woxing agreed to compete.

"Brother Feng, this Mr. Ren's martial arts are unfathomable and powerful, and his identity and background are all very important. If he re-enters the arena, he will definitely turn the rivers and lakes into a mess, and blood will flow like a river! It's not that the old man can't trust you, it's just because of this." The matter is very important, but here I have to mention one more thing, after this competition, no matter who wins or loses, please do not say a word to outsiders."

Huang Zhonggong reminded again.

"Don't worry, Master." Lu Wuchen smiled lightly and said, "After today, I will pretend that there is no 'Mr. Ren' in the world."

"Okay!" Huang Zhonggong exhaled, nodded and said, "Open the door."

Boom!

Turning the four keys at the same time, the gate made of fine iron burst open. Lu Wuchen lowered his head and stepped into the prison, only to feel his vision dim, and a powerful murderous aura rushed towards his face, as if there were wild beasts dormant in the dark generally.

This time I was imprisoned at the bottom of the West Lake for 12 years, and my murderous aura was still so heavy, which shows that his martial arts are quite advanced.

Frowning, Lu Wuchen walked in with a calm face, walked to the side of the iron prison with a candle in his hand, and lit the candlesticks on the four walls one by one.

call!
The light suddenly lit up in the room, reflecting on Ren Woxing's face, which was completely bloodless and extremely pale.

(End of this chapter)