No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 185
"Could it be an anonymous female monarch in the Palace of Female Monarchs? But at such a young age..."

The old swordsmith took a sip of wine and murmured.

"Hidden lady?" Liu Zi'an wondered, with a look of interest on his face.

The old swordsmith glanced at him:

"Nvjun Palace is the ancestral hall of Yunmeng Jianze. The Yuenv who enters it is called Nujun by outsiders, and the full name is Incognito Nujun, because once entering the Nujun Palace, you have to abandon your ordinary identity and everything in the past, including name.

"Then take off a patriarch card in the patriarch hall, choose a title to replace the original name.

"The same is true of every generation of female rulers' hall members, so there are some special titles that have been handed down in the hall for nearly a thousand years, and have been picked by many generations of anonymous female rulers.

"And the Yue girls who can enter the palace of female monarchs are not easy to provoke, either they are not the direct descendants of the previous generation of female monarchs, or they are not talented monsters, or they are the virgins of this generation found in the land of Wuyue.

"For the last one, unconditionally enter the Palace of Female Monarchs, and inherit the patriarch card in the palace called 'Yue Virgin', with a transcendent status, and is the first successor of Yunmeng Jianze Yuanjun.

"As for the other anonymous female monarchs, they all have their own titles in the female monarch palace.

"There used to be some boring and idle people in the Jianghu who summed up the titles of female rulers of the past dynasties that have been handed down from the palace of female rulers. Both old and new are included and summarized into a booklet. On the contrary, it is quite popular in Jianghu teahouses...

"Heh, the main reason is that the women of Yunmeng Jianze lived nine hundred miles deep in Yunmeng Daze and lived in isolation. The palace of female emperors in it is too mysterious, and those few and noble Yunmeng female emperors are even more dragons. See the beginning but not the end.

"This sect is also recognized as the ancestral court of swordsmanship in the world. The swordsmanship has been won by a small group of female cultivators for a long time. Most people in the world are curious, so naturally they want to see one or two.

"Otherwise, do you think that there are so many qi practitioners who travel all the way to this remote world in the southernmost part of the world to hone their kendo and improve their swordsmanship during the Taogu Wenjian held every five years?

"Qi practitioners are rare in Jianghu, and sword cultivators are even rarer. How can there be so many people? Don't they all come to join in the fun, wanting to see this new generation of virgins and anonymous female monarchs."

The old swordsmith sneered, shook his head and drank.

"I heard that there is a fault in this generation of female monarch palace. Yuanjun is still unresolved. The new female monarchs are quite young. The old man has only heard of one, the eldest female monarch of the female monarch hall named Xue Zhongzhu, what a snowy queen. Zhu, the last time this title appeared in the Palace of Female Monarchs was 300 years ago, and the anonymous female monarch who was delisted was also a ruthless person."

Liu Zian frowned slightly, "I hope this girl lives up to her reputation."

The old swordsmith suddenly asked:

"Did the virgin of this generation show up? Is there any specific situation?"

Liu Zian frowned and recalled:
"Taogu Wenjian appeared before, and his common name seems to be Zhao Qingxiu. I don't know about the others. I heard that he has an extremely cold temperament, doesn't talk to outsiders, and doesn't have much contact with the outside world... This kind of cultivation seed has always been arrogant, but it's normal."

Liu Zian shook his head.

"Haven't grown up yet?" The old swordsmith thought thoughtfully, "It should be enough to attract a candle in the snow..."

The two chatted a few more words, and Liu Zian suddenly said:
"Boss Li sent someone to bring a message, and Wei's people are already on their way."

The old swordsmith looked normal and nodded, "It's on time."

The two looked at each other.

"And what about the old gentleman's sword?"

"Naturally." The old swordsmith paused, "Don't make any more moths on the side of Zhayiqu."

Liu Zian felt relieved.

"Don't worry, I've stabilized Ouyang Lianghan's side."

As if remembering something, Liu Zian's face was a little ugly, and he said reluctantly: "Zhouyi Canal has been blocked, and the second phase is already being repaired. In a short time, unless the surname Ouyang goes crazy, the water level of Butterfly Creek will not be affected. "

"So best."

After half a cup of tea.

In front of the sword furnace gate, the old swordsmith watched Liu Zi'an's relaxed back go away.

The old man glanced at the dawn sky that was about to light up, turned around and picked up the jug, shook it, and swallowed the rest of the wine with his head raised.

The turbid wine wet his beard and handmade sackcloth.

In the empty sword furnace room, the old swordsmith suddenly put down the wine pot, and said inexplicably to the closed sword furnace:

"You are thirsty too, want to taste?"

The house was silent.

Only the voice of the old swordsmith talking to himself:
"I almost forgot, you little guy can't drink alcohol, you like to drink some ethereal things... Okay, I can't just keep my mouth full and hold you back."

After finishing speaking, the old man carrying wine walked to the sword casting furnace, opened the round iron door of the sword casting furnace, and exposed the empty inner furnace to the whole house.

"Little guy, go ahead, since you like the qi on him so much, take advantage of the fact that the little girl from the Xie family in Chenjun is not here, let's breathe in more... But remember not to raise the water too high, and flood the county again..."

The old swordsmith hiccupped and mumbled a few words.

He went out with his wine, stepped on the lawn under the rising sun, and went down the mountain to get some wine.

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Gezao Mountain is located in Yuanzhou, Jiangnan Road.

It has been a prosperous place of Taoism since ancient times.

More than 20 years ago, it was named "No. 30 Three Blessed Lands in the World" by Emperor Gaozong of Dagan.

Today, the pattern of Daoist gates is the North Tower View and the South Sanqing.

The ancestral court of the Yuqing Sect, one of the Three Qings, is located on Gezao Mountain.

Taoist priests in Yuqing were also famous all over the world for collecting herbs and refining alchemy, preaching and practicing medicine.

On a sunny day like today, there is an endless stream of people who come to seek medical advice, ask for medicine and pills.

The wealthy officials of the Jiangnan Dao who spend a lot of money also come here with great fanfare from time to time to hire Taoist priests of Yuqing to perform rituals and preside over the fasting ceremony.

If you look down from a height.

From the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain to the front of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the flow of lay Buddhists is like flowing water.

The disciples of Yuqing who received lay Buddhists and walked between the palaces and temples sang "Blessed Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Venerables". They wore blue Taoist robes, Nanhua scarves on their heads, and did not grow their hair.

Seeing that she is full of vigor, and the Taoist robes and clothes on her body are all made of high-quality silk fabrics, she is full of aura of wealth.

No wonder some people say that among the Sanshan Dripping Xuezi School, the most affluent and secular is this Gezaoshan Yuqingzong, so you can know a thing or two when you see it.

At this moment, the square on the mountainside under the sun is full of people.

Although Gezao Mountain opened its gates wide to welcome visitors from all over the world, Yuqing's disciples also greeted them with smiling faces, showing a warm and hospitable appearance.

However, most of the lay people who went up the mountain were blocked in the first half of the Yuqingguan palace complex.

The closer to the top of the mountain, the more magnificent the palace is, and the more peaceful and peaceful it is.

There are a lot of Taoist priests registered in Yuqingzong, but most of them are secular nominal disciples or amateur disciples.

Unless it is a disciple of Yuqing who is the core direct line, or the nobles of the Jiangnan clan who have been friends with Yuqingzong for a long time and spend a lot of money.

Otherwise, outsiders would not be able to enter the silent palaces in the depths of Yuqing Temple.

Among them, especially the Yuqing Palace on the top of the mountain, with cornices and corners, solemn and solemn.

And there is a purple smoke faintly lingering above the roof of Yuqing Palace.

Against the blue sky and white clouds, it is very conspicuous.

On such an auspicious day for alchemy as today, when a layman prepares to go up the mountain, as long as he stands in front of the first step at the foot of Gezao Mountain and raises his head, he will be able to see the main palace on the top of the mountain and the strange purple air slowly lingering above it. .

I don't know if this strange scene of surging purple energy is a natural occurrence, or whether it is because of some religious rituals being done by the Taoist priests of Yuqing in the Yuqing Palace below.

Whenever the monks who came to Gezao Mountain for the first time showed surprise expressions, the Taoist priests who were leading the way in front of the nearby mountain gate would tell with a proud smile that this was a senior senior in the temple who was working behind closed doors. Refining elixir, the purple air rising above this is the mist of alchemy, so there is no need to make a fuss.

In this way, the pious and solemn expressions on the faces of the laymen are still a little less, and the incense of the Gezao Mountain Yuqingzong is naturally more vigorous.

However, most lay Buddhists who go up the mountain to seek alchemy every day will be stopped in front of the Taoist temple, unable to go deep into the few Taoist palaces closest to the top of the mountain.

As for the Yuqing Palace, the pinnacle with purple danqi rising, no one can approach it. Even the envoy sent by a nobleman from Chang'an a few days ago could only wait in the front hall with hands tied.

However, these things fell into the eyes of the Yuqing Taoist priests who passed by, and they were not disturbed.

However, at this moment, what many laymen in the front hall of Yuqing Temple do not know is that at the top of the mountain, beside an elegant and unique pond near the main hall of Yuqing Palace, there is a beautiful figure in red sitting alone by the water.

This red-clothed girl, who was in her prime, disguised herself as a man, with curled temples, a Confucian crown, no makeup, and a plain face to the sky.

However, even wearing soft clothes of a fiery red solid color, it still couldn't hide the serious and shameful waste of fabric on a certain breast.

It's just that I don't know that among the palaces with deep and monotonous colors, this red dress is too conspicuous.

The scenery here is the best. Most men in the world hate poverty and love F.

This pond is obviously located on the right side of the corridor of Yuqing Palace, and there are obviously corridors on the left and right sides to leave the Yuqing Palace and go down the mountain, but most of the Taoist priests wearing the costumes of the direct disciples of Yuqingzong passed through the Yuqing Palace, and their footsteps were slow. Unknowingly turned to the corridor on the right.

When passing by, the eyes of many young Yuqing Taoist priests subconsciously drifted towards the scenery of a pond outside the promenade.

But the girl in red who had just come to Yuqing Temple turned a deaf ear to her, as if she didn't realize that she had become the scenery of passers-by on the corridor.

She is also looking at the scenery.

In the peripheral vision of a group of Yuqing Taoist priests passing by.

Blue sky, white clouds, pond, carp.

The girl in red sat sideways alone, her snow-white wrists wrapped around a small porcelain pot, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes reflected the fish in the pond.

The sky is blue and she is red.

The swimming carp is moving, but she is still.

The mountains in the distance are like Daisy, and her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

I don't know what this strange girl in red is waiting for here. Unknowingly, the sun above her head climbed to the sky, and she has been sitting alone all morning.

Or in a daze by the pond all morning.

Xie Lingjiang had never turned his head to look at the Taoist priests passing sideways on the promenade around him, his plain face seemed to be more beautiful, and he was a little dazed, his heart seemed to have fallen into a pond, turning into a swimming carp slowly Slowly stir the clear blue sky.

She raised her head to look at Baiyun from time to time, her black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her brows were frowning with worry.

From time to time, the little finger lifts the hair on the side of the ear, lowers the head quietly, the corner of the lips bends a shallow arc, and hugs the porcelain jar containing the pickled radish in the breakfast hall of Yuqing Palace even tighter. The large and spacious dining hall that the beloved invested was deformed a lot.

I don't know what I thought of in broad daylight, and I laughed so sweetly.

Could it be that it occurred to him that he would be able to go back immediately and feed some gluttonous elm head with pickled radishes?

It was just that the corners of his mouth turned up for a while, Xie Lingjiang suddenly slumped his shoulders again, the corners of his mouth turned down, and he buried his head on his chest in a sense of loss.

I don't know which bastard kid provoked her again... He did some things that should be deducted, but Xie Lingjiang was not willing to let him deduct it.

And someone far away in the sky actually ignored the fact that it had been a long time since he had deducted any merit from his junior sister. Well, there is no dull wooden fish sound in my ears...

However, she didn't know that as a seventh-rank qi trainer, she was very insightful, and she just pretended to turn her head to be attracted by the scenery passing by outside the window. In fact, the onion fingers under her sleeves were twisted into twists and covered with red marks. A certain heart has long been ashamed .

Xie Lingjiang didn't know whether to complain about the uneven road, or to be annoyed at his indecency, or... that guy named Liu Ashan outside, is not good at driving a carriage?
Similarly, in her little junior sister, someone's merit has not increased much.

After all, he doesn't do anything with people at all...

The morning passed in a flash.

When it was lunch time, more people passed by the long corridor on the right outside Yuqing Palace, but for some reason, upon closer inspection, the figures of some pedestrians were somewhat familiar, as if they had passed by several times... Among the passing figures, There were also younger and more energetic Taoist priests who paused slightly, as if hesitating whether to strike up a conversation, and enthusiastically helped the lost female layman.

But at this moment, in the sky above Yuqing Palace, the lingering purple smoke and alchemy were swept away by a gust of wind, returning to the blue sky and white clouds.

And the vermilion gate of the palace below was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

The Taoist priests near Yuqing Palace all stopped and looked around curiously.

"Is there a new pill coming out? This time it's Chengdan again. Which Taoist priest is using the treasure furnace recently?"

"It's Master Chongxu."

"It turned out to be the third uncle. No wonder the fragrance of the pills is overflowing. This batch of new pills has at least become a small half. It's not that the grains are not harvested..."

A young Taoist sighed.

Chongxuzi is the younger brother of the old head of the Yuqing Sect. His status in the temple is only slightly lower than that of the old head. He is obsessed with alchemy and alchemy. Notoriously smelly.

A group of Taoist priests from Yuqing's direct lineage gathered in front of the open vermilion gate, looking forward to it.

By the pond, Xie Lingjiang also looked sideways slightly.

"Congratulations to Third Martial Uncle..."

"Get out of the way."

Before the elegant and wealthy Taoist priests of Yuqing, who were wearing brocade robes, had time to congratulate, an old Taoist priest of Nanhuaguan strode out of the hall, and brushed aside a group of Taoist priests blocking the entrance.

Under the astonished gazes of the latter who were retreating sideways, the old Taoist priest Nan Huaguan turned his footsteps and walked towards the beauty in red by the pond not far away.

"Old man, how about the antidote?"

Xie Lingjiang seemed relieved, stood up pretty, and greeted him politely.

"This time refining this furnace of golden elixir for my old friend from Longhu Mountain, it happened to be easy, and it's not difficult at all. My niece has been waiting for a long time..."

The direct Taoist priests in front of Yuqing Palace were surprised, and found that Master Uncle Chongxu, who had always been irritable, showed a rare smile to this new strange girl from the mountain.

Nanhua Guan Laodao chatted with the girl in red while walking.

Only a group of Yuqing Taoist priests were left looking at each other on the ground.

(End of this chapter)