Yang Cong then couldn't help but chant softly: "As graceful as a storm, as gentle as a dragon, glorious autumn chrysanthemums, lush spring pine. It seems like the light clouds covering the moon, floating like the flowing wind returning to the snow. Looking far away, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. I look at it, as if it is burned, as if it is shining, it is as short as possible. If the shoulders are shaved, the waist is as simple as the neck and neck are, the white texture is revealed, the fragrance is unpleasant, and the lead is not desolate. The cloud bun is majestic, the eyebrows are beautiful, the red lips are bright, and the white teeth are inside. Fresh, bright eyes are kind, cheeks are supported by power, magnificent posture, quiet and leisurely. Tender and graceful in language. Strange clothes are unique, and bones are suitable for pictures. Wearing the bright colors of silk clothes, eagle of jade and jade. Wearing jewelry of gold and green, embellishing pearls to shine on the body. Wearing traveling distance, dragging the light skirt of mist gauze. The fragrance of the orchid is slightly fragrant, walking around the corner of the mountain. So I suddenly languid to roam and play. Leaning on the left, leaning on the turquoise flag on the right, shaking the osmanthus flag on the right, waving on the white wrists in the Shenhu, picking the mysterious lush of the turquoise."

"Wow, senior sister, this senior brother is very literary. Who is he talking about? It's not me, right?" Xiao Shi said in a peach shape, holding her hands in front of her chest, and whispered.

"Little girl, why are you talking about Junior Sister Lu." Luo Yao gave her a blank look, and Miaowei also looked at Yang Cong, thinking: "I didn't expect this person to have such literary talent."

Lu Xueqi glanced at Yang Cong, and a blush flashed on her beautiful face, and she snorted: "Dengtuzi."

Yang Cong chuckled and said, "Senior Sister Lu's words are bad. Everyone has a love for beauty, let alone a fairy-like beauty like Senior Sister. I am just a mortal in the world, so I can't escape the vulgarity."

After saying that, Yang Cong said to the water Qilin Lingzun who was eating grilled fish as if no one else was around, "Brother, are you full? I have to go back to heal my wounds. I have to find a magic sword, otherwise the seven-mechanical martial arts will suffer."

The Shui Qilin Spirit Lord raised his head, tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally shook his head and continued to eat fish without spitting out bones.

"Tsk, no loyalty, okay, don't eat it. Another day, you catch the fish and come to the back mountain of Longshou Peak. I'll let you eat enough. Really, I know you're not bullied. "Yang Cong snatched a grilled fish and took a few bites, and said in surprise: "Oh, it's not bad, no wonder you like it so much."

The Shui Qilin Lingzun raised his head and turned his eyes, saying of course, he didn't see who I was. Then he remembered that he had snatched his own delicacy and immediately threw himself on him and bit off the remaining fish in Yang Cong's hand, but did not hurt Yang Cong a single bit.

Yang Cong pushed away the water Qilin Spirit Lord depressedly and said, "I'll go! You crushed me to death, wouldn't you just eat a fish? As for?"

Everyone looked at the man and the beast with strange eyes.

"Let's go, I don't want to be watched like an animal." Yang Cong patted the dust on his body, sat on the back of the Shui Qilin Spirit Lord, and smiled and said, "I am a wounded man, and the sword is gone again, take me for a ride."

The Shui Qilin Spirit Lord looked back at Yang Cong and agreed.

"Stop!" Shuiyue shouted.

"Why are you so reluctant to part with me?" Yang Cong said with a smile.

"I don't know what's up!" Shui Yue's face turned black, her chest was turbulent and magnificent.

"Oh, I'm wasting my expression, buddy, I'm leaving." Yang Cong sighed.

The water Qilin Spirit Lord kicked the four hooves and flew up, gradually moving away from Xiaozhu Peak.

Everyone in Xiaozhu Peak watched as one person and one beast disappeared into the sky.

"Everyone goes back to rest and strengthen patrols. I don't know if someone comes in. Humph! Xiaoshi, come with me." Shuiyue scolded Xiaoshi and called Xiaoshi to disappear in the forest. Lu Xueqi didn't say a word and left with the sword.

In the end, Luo Yao and Wen Min stayed in place.

"Sister Sister, it's so dangerous." Wenmin patted her chest with a little scared, and waves suddenly surging.

"Let's go, go back." Luo Yao looked at the direction where Yang Cong left and said.

"Senior sister, you said that Master asked Xiao Shi to go..." Wen Min said ambiguously.

When Luo Yao was said by Wen Min, she felt that it was very likely. She couldn't help but remember what the three of them did just now, her face flushed, and that feeling was really good.

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"Shuiyue is so powerful, grass!" Yang Cong returned to his nest, sat cross-legged on the bed, and recalled what had happened just now while breathing.

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The rising sun rose, and the mist in the mountain behind Longshou Peak gradually dissipated, and fresh air came to the face. Occasionally, a bird's chirping came. Yang Cong pushed the door out, took a deep breath of air, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"The air here is really good. If I were asked to go back and breathe the colored air, it would probably hang up." Yang Cong couldn't help but think of the days before and sighed lightly. He only knew to cherish it after losing it. Now he began to miss the life he had in the past.

At this moment, Yang Cong was about to play the sword twice when he remembered that his sword had been destroyed by Shui Yue. He was extremely depressed. How could he control the sword if he had no sword?

At this time, a melodious and thick bell rang, and three times in a row were the bells that gathered among the disciples of Longshou Peak.

It happened occasionally in my memory, but Yang Cong never went there once. Strictly speaking, he was not a disciple of Longshou Peak, and he didn't know what Cang Song thought. He did not accept Yang Cong as his disciple but preached the Taoist Dharma.

It was all right that Yang Congri ignored the bell, so he did what he should do.

"Senior Brother, what happened? Why do we all go to the punishment hall?" A young man with beautiful eyes asked a young man around him.

The young man was Qi Hao. He was wearing green clothes and his sword behind him was his back. Qi Hao said in a deep voice: "Jingyu, you don't care about these things. Just practice seriously. Master attaches great importance to you. Don't let him down."

Lin Jingyu nodded and said, "Yes, senior brother."

Qi Hao paused and said, "I heard that Master Shuiyue from Xiaozhu Peak brought a few female disciples to ask the master for guilt early in the morning, saying that the disciples from Longshou Peak secretly entered their Xiaozhu Peak last night."

Lin Jingyu said in confusion: "Don't Xiaozhu Peak let disciples from other peaks enter?"

Qi Hao smiled: "This is not, but it's not good to go to Xiaozhu Peak, which is full of female disciples in the middle of the night. OK, let's go."

Lin Jingyu said oh, and then Qi Hao entered the punishment hall. He saw that many disciples were already waiting in the square in front of the punishment hall, whispering to each other and discussing it.

Qi Hao took Lin Jingyu directly into the punishment hall. He saw the first Taoist Cangsong on the Longshou Peak sitting in the upper seat with a blue face. The lower head was Master Shuiyue. The four female disciples behind Shuiyue were one more beautiful and charming. Qi Hao couldn't help but take a few more glances and found that it was Luo Yao, Wen Min, Lu Xueqi and Xiao Shi.

"Master, Master Shuiyue Uncle." Qi Hao bowed, Lin Jingyu also bowed, Cang Song nodded and said, "Go and see if everyone is here."

"Yes, Master." Qi Hao withdrew from the punishment hall and nodded.

Shuiyue looked at Lin Jingyu, and Cang Song said, "He is one of the two children in Caomiao Village."

Shuiyue nodded and said, "No, senior brother has accepted a good disciple."

Cang Song snorted and said, "The young master of the girl, Xiao Zhufeng, even the disciples of other peaks, have reported to the head of the sect after they have gone there."

At this time, Qi Hao walked in and said, "Master, you are all here."

Cang Song nodded and said to Shuiyue: "Since you said that my disciple from Longshou Peak ran to your peek in the middle of the night, then you can go and recognize it."

After saying that, he walked out first, and Qi Hao followed closely behind.

On the other hand, Yang Cong was bored and watching the ants moving on the ground, talking: "Oh, this life of the Qingxiu is really not something that humans can live. No, I have to go down the mountain and get those few volumes of heavenly books first. Well, I'll leave after saying to the old man Cangsong, anyway, the girl from Qingyun Sect can't escape."

Thinking of this, Yang Cong immediately headed towards the direction of the Punishment Hall, where Cangsong was usually there.

"Yeah? What's the situation? Is this going to hold the Third Plenary Session?" Yang Cong saw the square being covered in darkness as soon as he arrived at the punishment hall.

At this moment, Cangsong's voice sounded in the square: "Junior Sister Shuiyue, didn't you say that my disciples from Longshou Peak have come to your place? All the disciples on my Peak are here. Have you found them?"

Shuiyue snorted: "You didn't hide him?"

"Shuiyue!" Cang Song said angrily: "I, Cang Song, are you like this? Humph, I think you are making trouble. All the disciples of my Longshou Peak are here. If you can't find them, leave. I'm very busy and don't have time to play with you."

At this time, Qi Hao suddenly said, "Master, it seems that there is still one person who has not come."

"Didn't you say it all?" Cang Song glared at him.

Qi Hao quickly said, "Master is talking about the disciple of Longshou Peak, but he is not. You forgot that you brought back an orphan, but did not accept him as your disciple. He has been living in the back mountain."

Cang Song was stunned, and recalled that it seemed that this was really the case, and then said, "Go and find him."

"No need." Yang Cong walked over calmly, but cursed in his heart: "Cao! He actually came to the door."

Everyone looked at Yang Cong and saw him say lightly: "Uncle Shuiyue, I respect you as an elder. I have already explained what happened last night. Your three disciples can also testify. Is it interesting to still mess around like this?"

"Hmph, these are just your quibbling." Shuiyue's beautiful face was made by her, which seemed to owe her five million yuan, and she had no charm at all.

"Haha, then ask your disciples if this is the case. As the leader of Yifeng, he is so small and stubborn!" Yang Cong was confident that Wen Min and the others would not tell the truth, and said toughly.

"Hmph, they must have been threatened by you. If you don't tell the truth today, I will do my best to kill you, the shameless son of the Dingpa!" Shui Yue's face became darker and she was about to take action.

"Wow, I'm so scared. It's just relying on the power of the divine weapon. You think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Yang Cong knew that if he showed his timidity at this time, he would be over. He would die very stylishly and rhythmically.
Chapter completed!