The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Lined up in line, paid the entry fee, and squeezed through the dark doorway together. As soon as Zhang Zhihe came out and saw the scene under the sun, he was stunned in place, as if a countryman entered the city and stayed there He didn't move, and was urged several times before walking forward.

Although Zhang Zhihe went down the mountain for the first time, he had also been to Jinyong City under the jurisdiction of Kunlun Xianzong, but he had never seen such a bustling and prosperous scene where Huayi mixed with immortals and ordinary people, not to mention the wide roads, gorgeous houses, and avenues. There are two rows of weeping willows planted neatly beside it, but the eyes are full of green, but there is no dust.

Those who pass by are the porters who lead the way, and they are also dressed brightly. The body-building monks crowded into the roadside stalls are even more well-dressed and look good. The birds and beasts are all fat and strong, with their heads raised and strutting, and listening to them talk, they are all gentle and reasonable, sleek and beautiful, without a trace of vulgarity.

Shen Zhongyu leaned on his back, squeezed into his ear and said, "How does it compare with your Jinyong City?"

Zhang Zhihe thought for a while, and choked out a sentence: "This place is much more lively than Yongjin City."

Shen Zhongyu couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard such a plain sentence, but he also had to say that Zhang Zhihe's words were accurate, this Shuofang is too lively, it doesn't seem like a fairy city, but more like a mortal city.

Shen Zhongyu was still in a daze, Zhang Zhihe said again: "The sect also has a hall here, let's go together."

Shen Zhongyu couldn't help being amused when he heard the word "we", and said with a smile, "Okay."

"En." Zhang Zhihe recognized the direction, walked two streets, and then asked, "Sir, do you know how to get to Shuofang?"

"do not know."

These two people stayed in the bustling place under the sun for a while, Shen Zhongyu thought of it, and simply made a divination, but they couldn't figure it out, and thought that the Kunlun Xianzong even had an array defense for a hall, so he couldn't help being surprised.

Looking around, Zhang Zhihe saw a few people standing under the tree beside the road talking, so he went up to ask for directions, but the crowd patted one of them on the shoulder and said, "Business is here." The person replied and dispersed, leaving only that person.

The man was dressed in a blue satin robe, his eyes rolled around, he looked at what Shen and Zhang were wearing, sang a song, and said shyly, "Where are the two guests from? Where are you going?" Zhang Zhihe just When he was about to answer, Shen Zhongyu patted him on the shoulder, and said by himself: "Our brothers traveled down the mountain and came to Shuofang. We want to find the residence of the sect. Please lead the way." Hearing this, the man straightened his waist and said : "I don't know which sect it is? I'm not boasting, there is no place in Shuofang City that I don't know."

"Kunlun Immortal Sect."

Hearing this, the man bent down at the same time with his straight waist, and with a smile on his face, he said: "It turned out to be the immortal master of Kunlun Xianzong, the villain Qian Dele. The residence of the noble sect is in Fengrenli. He Lou's Biefu is just in the same place, and Lihentian Palace's residence is also there. It's a bit far away from here, if the immortal master is more convenient, you might as well hire a car and horse to travel."

"Yes, you can arrange it."

When he turned his head and left, Zhang Zhihe said: "It's also the body training period, it can be regarded as stepping on the road of cultivation, but with such a mind, it may be difficult to go on."

"But you don't have to worry about him, as long as he feels happy. If you seek benevolence and get benevolence, why complain?"

"All living beings are different, but I judge others by myself."

The two chatted some gossip, and saw that Qian Dele called for a cart, a small green cloth cart and two skinny horses, but they were clean.On the way of driving, Zhang Zhihe saw that there was no one flying in the air on the road, and most of them were flying in the car. He guessed that this city was forbidden to fly, and it was very different from Jinyong City, where the buildings were hundreds of feet high and flying swords were flying across the sky. I became very interested, and kept pulling the curtain to look out.

Soon after turning a block, people shouted and horses neighed, making it even more lively.Several carriages fought for the way and almost collided with each other, Zhang Zhi and Ben were fascinated by it, when suddenly a woman with a lotus like a face and a willow like an eyebrow bumped into his eyes.He was so scared that he forgot to look away, and saw the woman glaring at him, and shouted: "Stop the car, there is a disciple who is peeping at me!"

Qian Dele who was on the shaft of the chariot heard this, and when he looked at the chariot and horses the woman was riding on, he jumped on the shaft of the chariot, knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly: "Madam He Lou, please forgive me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe quickly got out of the car and went to the woman's car to explain: "This lady is polite, it's the impoverished man who is being rude. The poor man is greedy for looking at the street scene, and has no intention of spying on the woman." Che Lian said, "Bold Taoist priest, how dare you refute me?! If I say yes, someone will tie him back with me!"

Zhang Zhihe was startled, the sword in his hand was out of its sheath, he thought it was not good, and seeing the people around him either gloated or dared not speak out, he guessed that this woman was usually so domineering, and he had doubts in his heart, never thought that Shen Zhongyu was still there In the car, fearing something bad would happen, he held his breath, held the sword tightly in his hand, and looked at the guards who were about to surround him.

The woman sat high on the car, raised her eyebrows, and said with a sneer, "How dare you resist me?" Her tone was arrogant, and she was very dissatisfied with Zhang Zhihe's ignorance of flattery.

Zhang Zhihe looked at the guards near the woman's carriage, but there were only three or four of them. Although their cultivation was comparable to his own, they could break through even with serious injuries. As long as they strangled the woman's throat, they would not be afraid of what these people would cause. !

Just as he was about to make a move, he heard another scolding, a woman's imperial weapon came flying out of nowhere, and landed right in front of Zhang Zhihe, protecting the two big men behind her, saying: "He Loushi, you What do you want to do? These are countless Immortal Sect disciples, don't throw our Shuofang's face into the Great Immortal Sect."

"You!" He Loushi frowned, looked at her solemnly for a while, touched the dark red long whip around her waist, and finally said: "Forget it, I will give Fairy Yuehua a face, let's go !" Zhang Zhihe knew who this woman was when he heard Fairy Yuehua's words, she was Xiang Qinghan, Fairy Yuehua, a good friend of his senior brother Lu Wenhe, and felt a little relieved.

After watching He Loushi leave, Fairy Yuehua turned around and asked, "Are you all okay?" Then seeing Zhang Zhihe, she was pleasantly surprised: "So you are here, where is your senior brother?"

Zhang Zhihe bowed his hands and said: "Xiangniang, senior brother is on the mountain."

Xiang Qinghan looked at only twenty-eight years old, round and graceful, dressed in onyx and green skirt, looking like a silver osmanthus blooming under the flowing moonlight, the fragrance is far away and clearer; it is also like a white chrysanthemum blooming alone under the cover of hoarfrost, with an independent label, Seeing Zhang Zhihe salute, she nodded, stepped forward and took him by the hand, took a look at him and said, "It's fine if you are simple on the mountain, but you will be bullied when you come to Shuofang."

Her teacher was Guyuan Lord Xiao Honghe, one of the four Nascent Soul cultivators who seized the city back then. He has formed alchemy for a hundred years and grew up in Shuofang since he was a child.

Being pulled by her, Zhang Zhihe always felt that Xiang Qinghan was looking at him with a very loving smile, so he couldn't help feeling strange, and said, "Thank you just now, Mrs. Xiang, for helping me out." Thinking of just now, Xiang Qinghan suppressed his smile and said, " The He Lou clan is domineering and loves to kidnap people in the street. I would stop them when I saw them, but I didn't expect you to be stopped. Fortunately, if something happens to you, how should I explain to your senior brother."

Zhang Zhihe couldn't help thinking about what you want to explain to my senior brother, so he calmed down and said, "Miss Xiang, I have a good friend here." After speaking, he helped Shen Zhongyu get off the car, and said, "This is Taoist Jingshan." Shen Zhongyu saw Xiang Qinghan, but smiled, and said: "It's an old acquaintance, Fairy Xiang, how have you always been?"

Seeing Shen Zhongyu limping, Xiang Qinghan couldn't help being surprised. You must know that Jindan monks have excellent recovery ability. As if the golden core had been abolished by someone, he hurriedly asked: "Why is Taoist Shen like this?"

Shen Zhongyu smiled wryly: "It's a long story, but it's not a serious problem."

"That's good. You are acquainted with my little brother, so you are also my good friend. If you have anything to do, you can find me." She nodded and continued to talk to Zhang Zhihe: "Are you going to your sect's residence? , take my car and go."

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand, and flew out of her wide sleeves a chariot like mustard, and a few sesame seeds. After landing, the chariot was the size of a palace, and the few sesame seeds turned into a few maidens with lanterns and bouquets, facing Qinghan After saluting and greeting, Xiang Qinghan ordered them to wait for Zhang Zhihe's dispatch.

Zhang Zhihe took a closer look, it turned out to be a group of Taoist soldiers, with Wen chariots as the eyes of the formation, forming a Liuhe formation, thanking them here: "You are too polite to the lady."

"It's nothing. I'll post a post later to clean up the dust for you." Xiang Qinghan said, sent them into the car, and watched them pedal away before leaving.

In the car, Shen Zhongyu couldn't help but secretly happy when he thought of the loving eyes he had seen Zhang Zhihe from Qinghan just now, as if he was looking at his own junior, but he didn't like to tell the story of the master's family like this, so he just smiled sullenly.

Zhang Zhihe looked at Shen Zhongyu with a sullen smile, and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what can't you tell me?"

"It's nothing, come here." Shen Zhongyu tilted his head, beckoned him over, and whispered in his ear, "I never thought you would please women like this." me."

"I hugged you when I was young?" Shen Zhongyu said, "How old were you then?"

"No more than seven years old."

Shen Zhongyu immediately understood that Xiang Yuehua looked at him just now with pure maternal love.