Jiangnan, Lingzhou City, Happy Building.

"Have you heard? The invitation from Fulong Palace was sent to Jiangnan. Who knows who got it this time?"

No one knows the origin of Fulong Hall in Gulou Mountain, and no one even knows where Gulou Mountain is.

Fulong Hall will send a greeting card to Jianghu every year, and those who get this greeting card can use this greeting card to lead the leader to enter Fulong Palace in ancient Loushan.

In the past, there was a down-and-out swordsman named Qin Cen in Qixia Prefecture on the coast of the Bohai Sea. He worked hard to practice the family swordsmanship to no avail. His daughter Qin Linglin and he had no choice but to live on the street and make a living as a performer.

It would have been fine if he was just bringing a girl to show off, but this poor swordsman liked to brag about his family's swordsmanship and how one sword could equal a thousand swords. Over time, the entire Qixia Prefecture became aware of such a poor swordsman.

By chance, Qin Cen received the first invitation from Fulong Palace. At first, he didn't care. Such an unknown sect could kill a large number of people if they fell over. There was nothing to do.

I simply decided to take a chance, maybe it would be better to get a guest from outside the house than to have a meal here without having a meal at all.

So, he took his daughter and followed the invitation to the ancient Lou Mountain that he had never heard of.

Before leaving, a restaurant waiter who often drank with him and laughed at him gave him a jug of wine.

"Without the stories you brag about, it would be really boring to eat with wine. I have nothing to give you. You can take this bottle of wine with you. If you want to drink it, come back. I don't have the money, but I can still buy you the wine."

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In the twenty-sixth year of Xinkang, the second year after Qin Cen took his daughter to Fulong Palace, he came back.

In the first month after returning to Qixia Prefecture, Qin Cen single-handedly challenged thirty-six masters of the world of Bohai Road at that time, including many long-famous celebrities, such as Guixingtang Yao Ding, Fuhai Zong Liurang, and Qingping.

The beautiful lady and others became famous for a while and were unparalleled for a while.

However, his daughter Qin Linglin did not come back with him, and people didn't think much about it. They just thought that she had found a good family there.

What people were more concerned about was that he brought back an invitation, the second invitation from Fulong Palace.

The news was spread to ten, and then to hundreds. There was a huge uproar on Bohai Road, and the news soon spread to the world. In the end, the second invitation was obtained by Huang Yufu, the star of Jiannan Jiazhou.

And this year, on the day Huang Yufu returned, countless people from Jiannan Dao came to ask for advice. He had already practiced the Xing Dou Fist Gang to a level of proficiency. As his reputation rose, Fulong Palace was cast a layer of insignificance.

Looking straight into the fog.

And similarly, what came back with him was the third invitation from Fulong Palace, but for some reason he came to Jiangnan this time.

In the Happy Building, people from all walks of life sat around a table in twos and threes, discussing everything about Fulong Palace.

The proprietress Chen Yuyu leaned charmingly against the counter, staring blankly at the people coming and going outside the door.

She was a sight to see standing there.

"Hey, boss lady, will your outfit affect the business of Happy Building? It's such a pity, such a pity!"

"Fuck your mother, even if I show it to your father, I won't show it to you, an unfilial son!"

Smooth-talking gangsters, they have no talent, and even their martial arts skills are mediocre. But fortunately, they are very tough. Otherwise, they would not be able to molest Chen Xianyu, the proprietress of Happy Building, who is full of skilled players. They can still live for such a long time and lick blood from this knife.

The world of Jianghu has been popular for such a long time.

The proprietress Chen Xianyu glanced sideways at the ruffian with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, her peach blossom eyes were as hazy as autumn water. With just this glance, I am afraid that the little ruffian was already drunk before he even drank.

Since being warned by Wei Zigeng last time not to dress sluttishly, Chen Xianyu couldn't wait to get a set of cotton quilts wrapped around her body, bellyband, lining, tube top, room clothes, inner clothes, and even wore Confucian clothes outside, without revealing a trace of her youthful beauty.

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People were coming and going, and Chen Xianyu watched quietly. The husband and his smiling wife were shopping for cheap jewelry on the street. The young scholar was holding a book in his hand. The woman beside him lovingly wiped the sweat from his forehead. The child was happy with the former.

The city is prosperous with the hands of parents.

"Why."

With an intoxicating smile, Chen Xianyu sighed, with indescribable melancholy in his eyes.

She is just an ordinary woman, an ordinary woman who also longs to add fragrance to the red sleeves of her beloved husband.

Now that I think about it, it was just a joke.

The sunlight was blocked by a figure, and the chatter in the Happy Building stopped abruptly. They all turned to look at the figure outside the door.

Wearing a white dress, her green hair was tied up with a white hairband, her face was delicate and stern, and she held a pale green simple long sword in her hand.

There was a sound of swords being drawn, and everyone in Happy Building tightened their grip on the weapons placed beside the table. The sound of saliva and swallowing came one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Lingzhou Jinglingtai, Li Yu? Why did she come to Jiangnan Road too?"

"Invitation from Fulong Palace! She challenged Wei Dao Mountain Sun Changqing twice and failed twice. It must be because of the invitation from Fulong Palace, so she can avenge her previous shame!"

Li Yu in white looked around and walked straight to a table in the corner near the window. Sitting at the table was an inconspicuous old man. Next to him, leaning against the window, was a middle-aged man holding a wine bottle, his eyes dim with drunkenness.

Arriving at the table, Li Yu placed the sand-containing sword beside the table, sat down silently, and followed her figure. Everyone looked at the table by the window and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and give way to a vacuum zone.

"The junior Li Yu, Jinglingtai, Lingzhou, is a thousand years old."

Cheng Kongfang just smiled and stretched out his hand to ask Li Yu to sit down. As long as he didn't say anything in Lingzhou, no one would dare to listen.

Li Yu, who was dressed in white, was not polite and sat down opposite Cheng Kongfang.

"Xiaoyu, bring a pot of good wine and two plates of side dishes."

Charming Chen Xianyu shook her sexy waist, smiled and walked to the kitchen to get the wine herself. After a while, she brought out a jar of aged Guangzhou Minglou wine.

"Mr. Cheng Qiansui, are you serious about what you said? I don't want to come thousands of miles to Lingzhou City just for him."

It was jaw-dropping to see Cheng Kongfang personally pouring wine for this rising star of swordsmanship who has become famous in recent years, without any airs of being the "King of Jiangnan".

The female swordsman in front of me challenged Sun Changqing of Wei Dao Mountain twice two years ago. Although she failed both times, no one dared to underestimate her strength. She could fight against the leader of Wei Dao Mountain and make him draw his sword.

He must also be an amazingly talented person.

"I'm afraid I'm not much younger than your grandfather, so I'll just call you "Xiao Yu"."

Li Yu's face was slightly moved. Apart from his close relatives, only the swordsman whom everyone looked down upon had ever called him this name.

Cheng Kongfang continued:

"Xiao Yu, when I was the same age as you, I didn't have such achievements and fame as you, but I was able to climb to my current position in that turbulent era, relying on just one word, etc."

The wine was filled, and Cheng Kongfang pushed the cup in front of Li Yu.

"My son Cheng Xi is an idle person, and he has made a mess in the house. As a father, I can't even scold or beat him, so Jie Feng can only bear the grievance of having you here at Happy House."

Li Yu didn't hesitate for a moment, picked up the wine glass, drank it down, and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Cheng is a thousand years old. Regardless of whether this matter is successful or not, if anything happens to Pinghu Villa in the future, I, Li Yuding, will help."

Cheng Kongfang raised his head and laughed:

"Hahahaha, okay, you are not like a Jianghu person in doing things. You are all young people, and it will be much easier to get along with you. Unlike old men like us, when we get old, no matter how big the family fortune is, we have to hand it over to you young people.

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I don't know if it was an illusion, but Li Yu actually heard a hint of desolation from the "King of Jiangnan".

Pinghu Villa, in front of the pavilion in the inner courtyard.

Wei Zigeng, who was sparring with Xu Yue, was suddenly shocked. The sword in his hand stopped for a moment, and at this time, the tip of Xu Yue's spear came like a gust of wind.

"careful!"

King Qin Guang Liangqiu, who had been watching the battle for a long time, took action boldly. He pulled out a flying knife from his waist and flew towards the head of Xu Yue's gun. Then he slightly changed the trajectory of the bleeding gun and passed by Wei Zigeng's ear.

The Liangqiu brothers have been in the Cheng Mansion for several days. During these days, they have been watching Wei Zigeng and their rivals. Based on his elder brother Liangqiu's words about the four realms of Renzhong and the cultivation of Yuheng realm, although it is not considered to be a pointer, it is just in case.

It’s unexpected but it’s not that difficult.

Even these two well-informed Liangqiu brothers couldn't help but be dumbfounded by Xu Yue's talent.

In just one month, I have already faintly touched the threshold of the Fourth Middle Realm and the Kaiyang Realm.

"The path of spiritual practice focuses on the state of mind, and accumulation is secondary. Xu Yue's state of mind is clear and pure. There are no bottlenecks at all. Is there really such a person in the world? The world in the future will be interesting."

The Liangqiu painter looked at Xu Yue in surprise, with a fascinating look in his eyes.

The summer wind is sentimental again, and the cardamom heart is slightly open.

"Zi Geng, what's wrong with you? If you are not paying attention when facing the enemy, you will suffer big losses."

Xu Yue stepped forward with a gun and patted Wei Zigeng on the shoulder. The latter still looked confused.

Cheng Xi was cracking melon seeds in the pavilion and didn't care.

Although Cheng Qing looked anxious, he stopped when he was about to step forward.

Cheng Huan didn't even look at the two of them. He just held a knife and read a story about the prodigal son and Xiaojiabiyu.

"Yeah, what's wrong with me? What's going on with the heart palpitations just now?"

Just now, for a moment, Wei Zigeng's heartbeat seemed to slow down a beat, and he almost lost his hand with the Mountain River Sword.

Xu Yue smiled and said:

"Seeing how you look like this, could it be that you are possessed by some wandering spirit? For the time being, that sloppy guy can help you a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice on the eaves. Hearing this voice, Xu Yue had a headache.

"Oh? Heart palpitations? I'm afraid it's a disease. It might be a heart disease or something like that. I need to check it out in time."

Xu Yue rubbed his head, pointed at Li Canglan, who was dressed as a slovenly man on the roof, and said:
To be continued...