Cultivation Strategies Facial Paralyzed Junior Brother

In a tea shop at the foot of Lianshan Mountain, due to its remote location, the business is not good on weekdays.However, today, the few tables and chairs scattered here and there are full of people.The owner of the tea shop is a young couple. Seeing that there are customers, they rush in and out with great energy, serving tea and water very courteously.

Qin Yunwei huddled in a corner with Han Bian, and Han Bian was sitting with his back to the door of the tea shop, eating a bowl of Lianshan Yudai noodles.Lianshan Jade Belt Noodles is a famous local snack. The noodles are white and flexible like a belt, and the broth is rich and delicious.Han Bian ate intently and attentively, there was already an empty bowl in front of his face, and another empty bowl was added after a while.He continued his efforts and was about to order the third bowl, when Tan Yunwei who was opposite finally couldn't stand it any longer: "Are you going to finish eating all the noodles in this restaurant?"

Han Bian didn't bother to raise his head, and said vaguely, "Yeah, finish eating!"

Tan Yunwei knocked heavily on the table, expressionless: "Be careful and hold on."

Han Bian was so startled that he choked, looked at him with some embarrassment, and muttered: "But I haven't eaten Lianshan jade belt noodles for a long time, junior brother..."

The bowl was as big as a washbasin. Tan Yunwei had neither the mind nor the appetite. He poked the chopsticks for a long time and never ate half of the bowl, and he didn't bother to scold his senior, so he said: "Haven't eaten it for a long time? I remember leaving." Before, you told me that you would never come to Lianshan."

Han Bian was at a loss: "I... said?"

He has a bad memory, is stupid, and does everything slowly, so Tan Yunwei didn't take him seriously, and only told him: "Don't eat any more."

Han Bian had no choice but to nod, but he was not reconciled. Seeing the half bowl of noodles left in front of Tan Yunwei, he tentatively stretched out his hands to save them up: "No. But that... this noodles can't be wasted. Junior Brother, if you can't finish it, I will resign myself to it." Eat it for you."

Tan Yunwei frowned slightly, and looked like he didn't want to say anything. He turned his head and looked at the mountains outside the tea shop, surrounded by mountains and mist, silently lost in thought.Before he set off, he made do with Yi Rong Pill to cover up his face, now his face was sallow and his clothes were old, but when he frowned and closed his eyes, there was a sense of frost and snow, cold autumn wind, vast and lonely.

Around a table near the door, there were a few monks around. They were whispering softly, but it seemed that the gossip was going on in full swing, and the voice gradually became louder, mixed with bursts of laughter. One of them was like The young monk from the family said with a smile: "After all, if the fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields, Mr. Cheng Xiaolang finally returned to his own family. Then three years ago, the leader Cheng made a special trip to select a Taoist partner for his son. Can it be concealed?"

A monk sitting opposite him said: "Not necessarily. At that time, tens of thousands of people came and watched helplessly. Master Tantai's skill in the selection of Queping was indeed overwhelming. Of course, there were some The reason is, I heard that Fang Jinrong, another young leader of the Liuhe League, has a much higher level of cultivation than Tantai Song, but it is said that he treats Cheng Cheng as his own brother, so he never competed on stage, so Tantai Song won the beauty's return by winning the championship."

Another person heard this, but suddenly made a case and interrupted him: "Your rumors are a bit untrue. I have a younger brother who has some friendship with a disciple from the inner six sects of Leng Yuefeng. From where? I got some internal confidential information, and it is said that there is something hidden about this matter."

His voice was extremely low, Han Bian ate the noodles while straining his ears to listen, but felt that it was hard to hear, and happened to be finished with the noodles, so he picked up a veiled hat on the table and put it on his head, and moved closer.Everyone held their breaths and waited for the answer, but the man became reserved and drank the tea in one gulp.Han Bian looked around, anxiously waiting, and couldn't help asking: "And then?"

The man had done enough, and then said mysteriously: "I heard that there is another person in Cheng Xiaolang's favor, but that person suddenly left in the middle of the competition for some reason, but the selection of the bird screen was so vigorous that it is well known in the world." , can’t have an anticlimactic ending. He has nothing to do, so he followed Tantai Young Leader, otherwise, why did the double cultivation ceremony be delayed until three years later? It must be because the young master of the Cheng family is not reconciled."

These words were unexpected and full of surprises, and all the monks fell silent, as if they were thinking about the truth.Seeing that he stopped talking, Han Bian continued to ask, "And then?"

The man spread his hands and said with a smile: "There is no future, why don't we all rush to Chuxiu Villa in a hurry, for fear of missing the hour and not being able to witness this once-in-a-century ceremony with our own eyes. But if you are lucky enough to have some relatives and friends with the children of the other eight sects, wouldn't it be much more convenient to do things in Yuluozhou in the future?"

Han Bian: "Oh..." He asked timidly again: "What kind of organization are the six alliances you are talking about? What are the six sons of Lianshan? It sounds very powerful."

The monk was very surprised when he heard the words, and thought to himself where did the country buns come from? Even Liuhemeng and Lianshan six sons don't know, but it is his good character to be a teacher, so he couldn't help explaining Han Bian's doubts: "It's not the six sons. The League, the Liuhe League, is the largest cultivating sect alliance in Yuluozhou. It is divided into six inner sects and eight outer sects. It includes fourteen immortal cultivating families and sects, and more than thirty mortal countries below pay tribute every year. A large number of spiritual stone mineral treasures are enshrined. This Yuluozhou is probably their territory, and the other nine points have nothing to do with them.

"As for the six sons of Lianshan, that is the collective name of the most outstanding young monks in the Liuhe League. They were carefully selected and trained by the ancestor Lianshan who founded the Liuhe League from the younger generations. They are Fang Jinrong and Feng Fuming respectively. . Mrs. Cao Ruoye is from the Yunbian Sword School of the Inner Six Schools. As for Tantai Song, although he was born in the mundane world, he is the only direct disciple of Leader Cheng. Not to mention Mr. Cheng Xiaolang, Cheng Cheng is the only son of Leader Cheng. According to legends, he was gifted and intelligent with a long-term memory, and he formed a golden pill before he reached the weak crown. After that, he participated in the literary examination for the selection of the head of the Lianfeng Pavilion set up by the Liuhe League. It is a pity that Feng Fuming, the master of the Fengmen sect, was also called the "Shuangbi of Lianshan" with Fang Jinrong back then, but he fell in the battle of the Cymbidium ten years ago. Therefore, the six sons of Lianshan, There are only five of them in existence.

"Of course, he is famous and powerful. Thinking about the monks from Xingyaozhou who invaded the Cymbidium sea more than ten years ago, it was the leader Cheng who brought his six sons and monks from various sects to fight them and drive them away. Go out. So this time, the double cultivation ceremony between Master Tantai and Master Cheng's beloved son Cheng Xiaolang, whoever is a cultivator would not want to go and sell it."

Han Bian suddenly realized: "I understand. It turns out that a group of very powerful people team up to fight with others and grab territory. They are called Mengmeng."

His words were too straightforward, and it sounded a little disrespectful, and the monk couldn't help turning his head and glaring at him.It just so happened that a breeze was blowing outside the door, gently blowing a corner of the veil on his veiled hat, revealing a slight chin.

The cultivator's expression froze, and he suddenly lifted his veil like the wind, and suddenly saw a bruised and swollen grimace, his face paled in shock, he got up and jumped away, almost turning over the table, the spirit sword drew out its sheath and pointed at Han. Bian sternly said: "Where are you evildoer, how dare you show yourself in broad daylight!"

The author has something to say:

I asked my friend: "Have I regressed in my writing?"

Jiyou: "Yes, if you don't write for a long time, you will definitely regress."

Me: "...It's okay, although my writing has regressed, but my skin has thickened, it's fine if I can offset it."