The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

If viewed from the bottom of the mountain, Chaoyang Peak is very steep, almost straight up and down. Fortunately, there is a small road carved out of the mountain side that circles up. Walking on the road, one side is eternal ice, and the other side is a thousand-foot abyss.

The path is also carved with uneven steps, and because it is too steep, if a mortal came, it would be almost like climbing on it.

And these three people are all Youdao true immortals, with fluttering robes and sleeves, as if stepping on the clouds to soar up into the sky, but if it is not out of respect for the real Huashen, it is the best choice to rise up from the sky with the sword.

Finally at the end of the path, everyone just turned around the ice wall, but they felt as if they had changed into another world. What caught their eyes was a pile of brocade clouds made of red, white and light yellow, which smelled like a deserted fragrance. Only then did I see that it was a plum grove spreading for ten miles, with old and ancient branches, and snow and frost on the petals;

At this time, a petite and pretty woman holding an umbrella came slowly from the plum grove. Her skin was more snowy, her cheeks were pear-like, her clothes were bright yellow and her skirt was green. The crackling sound of clogs hitting the ground.

She came to the three of them, put away her umbrella, blessed Lu Wenhe and Zhang Zhihe, and said, "I heard that Dalang and Erlang are back. Your lord is very happy, and he ordered your maidservant to come to see you." welcome."

The two brothers and sisters avoided together and said: "Thank you."

Shen Zhongyu heard their conversation, and seeing that she was still dressed as an unmarried daughter, she guessed that this woman was probably Chu Fengge's maid.

Seeing that her evil energy has not yet been fully absorbed into her body, it must have been shortly after the formation of the alchemy with the help of Tiangang and earth evil. When her cultivation level gradually deepens and her skills are perfected, the auspicious qi and colorful clouds that are manifested outside will be completely absorbed in her body, just like ordinary people. .

As for those who formed Wuxia Dao Dan, such as Zhang Zhihe and Xiang Qinghan, they don't need to worry about turning into big candles after forming the Dan.

The woman turned around again, blessed Shen Zhongyu, and said: "This is Daoist Shen. I also need to thank Daoist Shen for taking care of Erlang along the way."

When Shen Zhongyu heard this, she raised her eyebrows. This is not what a servant girl would say. She clearly regarded herself as the master, but she just smiled and said, "Azhi and I are both teachers and friends."

"That's good." She said, "Please come with the servant girl." The words were smiling and soft.

Fearing that Shen Zhongyu would be left out in the cold, Zhang Zhihe saw Lu Wenhe going to talk to that woman, so he came over to Shen Zhongyu and said, "This is Master's maid, Luluo. I have seen her here since I was a child. I heard from my brother that she followed her." Master came to Kunlun together."

Shen Zhongyu thought for a while, and it turned out that she was a loyal servant who followed Chu Fengge all the way to Kunlun to seek a teacher. Chu Fengge must have spared no expense of pills to prolong her life, so she nodded: "Loyalty is rare."

"En." Zhang Zhihe said, "Master never treats her like a slave. Back then, Master wanted to choose a husband for her, and promised to accept her children as closed disciples, but she didn't want to leave. From then on, Master Then ordered us to treat her as half an elder." "Is she devoted to the Tao and unwilling to marry?"

"That's not the case." Zhang Zhihe hesitated for a moment, glanced ahead, and finally said hesitatingly: "Aunt Lu doesn't care about cultivation."

Hearing this, Shen Zhongyu couldn't help but cast a glance at Luluo who was talking to Lu Wenhe in front of him. Judging from his eyes of rolling in the magic way for thousands of years, everyone has something to ask for, but she doesn't do it for practice or for it. What is the reason for following Chu Fengge with fame and fortune?Is it simply a heart of loyalty?

Thinking of this, Shen Zhongyu couldn't help laughing, and thought too much, no matter what, even a little Golden Core cultivator can't do anything to Huashen Daoist.

In the depths of the plum grove is a small palace surrounded by plum cranes. Except for a pine tree in the courtyard, it almost covers half of the courtyard.

The door of the hall is wide open, and there is no need to report, just enter directly, the inside looks very spacious, there is a jade carving on the futon in the middle, no, it is a young Daozi whose skin is almost the same color as the white clothes, and the temples are slightly frosted , with thick eyebrows like ink, and slender phoenix eyes, looking down at this moment, it seems like an eternal iceberg looking at people.

Practitioners are not afraid of the cold and heat, but seeing Chu Fengge at this moment, Shen Zhongyu felt as if a piece of ice was stuffed in his stomach, and his stomach was so cold that it hurt. He stroked the goose bumps on his body, bowed and bowed, and secretly slandered, Chu Fengge really complements each other in Kunlun, otherwise it would have melted elsewhere.

His two apprentices were in very good physical condition, and they were not afraid of getting sick from frostbite at all. After saluting, they braved the cold and knelt down in front of Chu Fengge and called Master on his knees.Chu Fengge slowly raised his hand, touched the back of their heads gracefully, because he was wearing a Taoist crown, he couldn't touch the top of their heads, and said, "There are guests."

When the two heard this sentence, they got up and stood beside them respectfully.

Shen Zhongyu looked up and saw Chu Fengge's slow and graceful movements, and his stomach hurt even more. Chu Fengge was born in Hengshui Chu family. Everything he does is very elegant and slow, even the folds of his clothes and the range of his hands can be painted, and almost every movement he makes can be copied down for others to learn what etiquette is.

However, if someone thinks that Chu Fengge is an idiot beauty because of this, they will regret it to the extreme.He and Zhang Zhihe are generally sword cultivators, and they are the fastest-advancing kendo seeds in the past 200 years. They rose to fame in the evil catastrophe 400 years ago, and they achieved immortality after less than [-] years of practice.

Famous swordsman Yun Wai Feixian cut half of Yu Yu's family with a single sword. Although the real Taotie Demon King of You Yu's family had gone mad and died at that time, but he had just entered Huashen's sword and broke through You Yu's family. At the same time, it is amazing enough to resist the three Great Transformation Gods.The title of "Xianke in the Cloud" also came from this.

Since he became famous, no one would dare to mess with the Kunlun Immortal Sect, and many monks even believed that the Kunlun Immortal Sect was the first sect of righteousness and evil.

At this moment, his eyes slowly slid to Shen Zhongyu, and he said in a melodious tone: "Shen Dao is friendly, don't be too polite."

Shen Zhongyu felt that if he looked at him impatiently, he might suffocate to death, and he couldn't help but go up and pinch his neck to tell him not to pretend, so he maintained his awe of the power of Huashen as a Jindan junior, Deciding not to see anything, he lowered his head and said, "I have seen the real Chu, the real person will live forever."

Chu Fengge tilted his head slightly, and the silver pendant hanging from the daoist crown did not shake, and said, "Thank you. No need, as long as fellow Taoists match each other." Shen Zhongyu could easily translate these words into a long series of words: "Thank you You have been taking care of my apprentice all this time, so you don’t need to salute me, we just need to be friends.” It was really concise, and Shen Zhongyu cupped his hands as thanks for such kindness, and then sat down and didn’t bother to talk to this ice cube, and was relatively speechless for a while .

The four of them sat quietly in the hall for half a day, finally Chu Fengge got up, glanced at Zhang Zhihe, and took Lu Wenhe away.Zhang Zhihe came over and said, "Master is very happy."

"Ok?"

"Sir, you don't talk much."

"Oh, thanks for the compliment." Hearing this, Shen Zhongyu felt a bit dumbfounded, your master is really coaxing.

Zhang Zhihe led Shen Zhongyu down the mountain from the other side of the plum forest, which was also almost straight up and down the mountain road, and went to his own cave to stay temporarily. Let's go through the tribulation at Chaoyang Peak." Shen Zhongyu kept half-bending, leaning on the steep wall and going down, saw Zhang Zhihe almost hit the ice behind him, pressed his head down, and said, "That's exactly what I meant. , It’s just that it’s really ashamed to lead lightning to destroy things.”

Zhang Zhihe said very generously: "It's nothing, it's all ice, it won't break if you blow it up."

Shen Zhongyu choked for a moment and didn't say anything more.

Zhang Zhihe's cave is very simple, he has never planted a ten-mile plum grove, or a deep courtyard room, nor does he learn the style of ascetic monks to build a thatched hut with a leaky cloak in the freezing weather.

A well-regulated two-story bamboo building, green as fresh as fresh, branches and leaves fluttering, in front of the downstairs window are clumps of jade twigs, in front of the house is an extremely wide open space, and on the frozen gray ground are swords. The mark must be where he used to practice his sword.

Behind the bamboo building is a small clear lake, reflecting the snow-capped mountains and blue sky, with small bridges and waterside pavilions, which is also leisurely.

When Zhang Zhihe walked to the door, he called out twice: "Yuzhi, Dujuan, come out and serve tea."

Two of the most brilliantly blooming Yuzhi flowers emerged from the soil and turned into two boys with picturesque eyebrows, running to pour water and serve tea with short hands and short feet.

Zhang Zhihe let Shen Zhongyu into the room, and said: "It's really simple, but it's full of splendor."

Shen Zhongyu sized it up, there was no aura of wealth and honor, wooden windows and bamboo couches, high curtains, jokingly said: "Do you like this?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zhihe just patted the futon on the cloud bed by the window, and turned his head when he heard the question.

"I said, you like it like this, don't you?" Shen Zhongyu walked up to him and said, "Then I'll fix your room like this from now on."

"Huh? Mr. Shen?"

"What's the matter?" Shen Zhongyu smiled, "Aren't you coming to my cave? Or do you like to live with me?"

"It's fine if you like it, sir." Zhang Zhihe said happily when he heard this.

"You have to be happy with what you want." Shen Zhongyu sat on the cloud bed, pulled Zhang Zhihe's sleeves, and made him fall onto her lap.