Chunqiu Mountain is located in the far north of Beizhou. As Lu Chaoge and others headed north, the falling snow in the sky became bigger and denser.
Snowflakes fell from the sky, but they consciously moved around the three of them and did not get close.
Between heaven and earth, water is almost everywhere.
But there are also more and less.
Beizhou, where the sky is covered with heavy snow, is indeed a good place for Lu Chaoge.
As we get closer and closer to Chunqiu Mountain, many memories of past lives come to mind.
Among the four major sects, Chunqiu Mountain has the smallest number of players.
The main reason is that it is the most remote location in the extreme north. Unless players are very lucky and accidentally hit it like Lu Chaoge in the early stage of the game, it will be extremely difficult to enter Chunqiu Mountain.
However, the players from Chunqiu Mountain have always been the most proud among the four major sects, and they can compete with the players from the Sword Sect.
The players of Sword Sect are all good at practicing swordsmanship, and the players of Chunqiu Mountain are so proud because there are so many female monks in Spring and Autumn Mountain!
Just like there are more women than men in college, many sects in "Tianxuanjie" also have imbalances in the ratio of men to women.
As one of the four major sects, Chunqiu Mountain is the only sect with nearly 70% female members.
They are all beautiful and strong, it is simply heaven on earth!
It would be better if... they had less quirks.
As a player in Chunqiu Mountain in his previous life, Lu Chaoge naturally knew why the ratio of men to women was imbalanced.
First of all, the founder of Chunqiu Mountain's sect was a woman, and the saint masters of all generations were also women, and for some unknown reason, it seemed that they could only be women.
Secondly, Chunqiu Mountain’s exercises are more friendly to women, and women naturally have some advantages.
As for why this happened, Lu Chaoge couldn't figure it out.
Anyway, he upgraded with one click, so it doesn't matter.
In this life, he learned through the player forum that Chunqiu Mountain still seemed to be the sect with the smallest number of players among the four major sects.
After learning that Lu Chaoge was going to Chunqiu Mountain, there were already Spring and Autumn Mountain players on the forum checking in every day.
"Looking forward to Lu Chaoge's first day at Chunqiu Mountain, check in!"
"I'm looking forward to checking in the next day when Lu Chaoge comes to Chunqiu Mountain!"
"Looking forward to Lu Chaoge..."
Through the posts of Chunqiu Mountain players, Lu Chaoge also learned that there were already a large number of practitioners waiting for him in Chunqiu Mountain, whether they were senior officials or disciples.
Many Chunqiu Mountain players revealed on the forum: "Now most of the sects are curious about who Lu Chaoge is and what he looks like."
There is no way, Jiang Xinyan is one of the few ice flowers in Chunqiu Mountain.
The good-looking senior sect is cold and indifferent, and he doesn't look like he likes men.
If you like this, you may like it. He is actually a young swordsman who is still far away in Qingzhou.
We want to see how attractive this man is!
The most important thing is that the sect leader pursued Jiang Xinyan when he was young. This is a "secret" that everyone in Chunqiu Mountain knows.
It's the kind of thing that everyone knows about, but can only talk about in secret.
For this sect where everyone has quirks, Lu Chaoge's visit to Chunqiu Mountain is simply more lively than the Chinese New Year.
The sand sculpture players on the forum all feel like they can already guess what the rhythm is.
As for the mother-in-law, it is also very common for a man to show off his power or something when he comes to visit her for the first time.
Just like when welcoming a bride, doesn’t the groom also need to be groomed
Some people with a strong sense of empathy have begun to feel nervous for Lu Chaoge.
As for the person involved, Lu Chaoge was extremely calm at the moment.
There is no fear of words in this dictionary that make people not panic at all. Instead, they are still planning something in their hearts.
"Uncle Lu, we will arrive at Chunqiu Mountain soon." Pei Qianqian turned around and said with a smile.
She wanted to see even a trace of nervousness on Lu Chaoge's face, but she saw that he looked indifferent and extremely relaxed.
"This is wrong!" Pei Qianqian wondered.
In her opinion, not to mention that Chunqiu Mountain is a behemoth. Under normal circumstances, ordinary people will be a little nervous when they go to a Taoist sect for the first time. After all, it is the first time!
Little did he know that for Lu Chaoge, coming to Chunqiu Mountain was just like going home.
On the other hand, Jiang Xinyan was extremely nervous, his whole body tense.
With a member of the sect on one side and the man she likes on the other, she was really afraid that something bad would happen.
So, instead, Lu Chaoge patted the back of her hand gently, signaling her to feel at ease.
This made Pei Qianqian hold his forehead and sigh. Uncle Jiang was obviously eaten to death by Uncle Lu.
"We're here!" Pei Qianqian pointed to the mountain in front of him and rushed down the road to sing.
Lu Chaoge looked forward and saw the many snowy peaks of Chunqiu Mountain at a glance.
The first sentence that popped into his mind was: "Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and I want to compete with God."
The main peak of Chunqiu Mountain is the highest mountain Lu Chaoge has ever seen in Tianxuan Realm. The mountain is steep, but the feeling of steepness is slightly reduced because of the ice and snow cover.
Pei Qianqian took out the token. She originally planned to activate the mountain protection formation in Chunqiu Mountain, and then lead Lu Chaoge in first.
But Lu Chaoge waved his hand, signaling her not to make any decisions on her own.
The visitor is a guest, and since he is a guest, he still needs to be polite.
Lu Chaoge stood on a light boat, facing this high mountain and one of the four major sects in the Tianxuan Realm, and said:
"Momen Road Chaoge, come and pay homage to the mountain!"
The voice was loud and spread in all directions.
The tone of voice is calm, neither humble nor arrogant.
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Qingzhou, Momen, martial arts arena.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar and Ji Changkong stood together, while Lu Dongli, who was on the martial arts field, had withdrawn his natal sword [Eternal Life].
I saw her bending down and saluting the middle-aged Confucian scholar: "Dongli, thank you Master Jianzun for your advice."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded slightly, looked at her with a gentle smile, and said, "As my junior brother said, Xiaolizi has an excellent understanding and can make sense with just a few clicks."
"Huh, don't even look at whose apprentice you are." Ji Changkong raised his chin, squinted his eyes, and looked proud.
To be honest, since he had made no progress in his swordsmanship, the happiest thing for him over the years was to accept such a disciple and become Lu Chaoge's sword master.
For Lu Dongli at this moment, it was also full of gains.
"Ask yourself, Master Jianzun is indeed better than Master at mentoring people." Lu Dongli thought in her heart.
Whatever confusion she had, the middle-aged Confucian scholar could always explain it in a way that was easy to understand but also gave people a sense of enlightenment.
Lu Dongli felt that she had gained a lot today, which was much better than working behind closed doors.
This also gave her a deep understanding of what it means to be a swordsman and what it means to be the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
Of course, you cannot tell the master these things, otherwise he will be so angry that he faints, and then goes to find a middle-aged Confucian scholar to fight for three hundred rounds.
—You have to fight even if you can’t beat him!
At least it's fun to curse!
After the instruction was over, Ji Changkong remembered that in addition to giving instructions on Xiaolizi's practice, he had come to Momen with a baby!
He took out the [Sword Testing Stone] from the storage ring and handed it into Lu Dongli's hand.
As soon as Lu Dongli saw the sword test stone, her eyes immediately lit up.
As the chief housekeeper of Momen, she naturally knows how valuable this thing is, and how useful it is to a sect!
With it, the cultivation of my disciples will be helpful!
After learning that this was the work of Li Suifeng, the master of the Sword Sect, Lu Dongli fell into a brief silence, and then said to Ji Changkong and the middle-aged Confucian scholar: "Dongli thanks master and uncle."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar waved his hand and said, "I don't know anything about this matter. It's all your master's contribution."
I finally got the chance to support my junior brother!
Ji Changkong's hunched body seemed to be straightened up, which was very useful.
After enjoying a wave of compliments from his senior fellow apprentices, Ji Changkong said, "This guy is really quick at what he does and has a perseverant heart."
Before meeting Lu Chaoge, Ning Ying told Ji Changkong that Lu Chaoge was the most stable and determined person she had ever seen. Of course, this was also related to his weird temperament.
Ji Changkong didn't take it seriously at first, but from Lu Chaoge holding a sword to kill Chen Qi, his character was actually evident.
He looked at Lu Dongli and said, "This kid probably hasn't returned to Momen since he went down the mountain, right?"
Lu Dongli nodded and said, "Well, I'm not home at all."
Her tone was somewhat complaining.
"Then do you know what he said when he killed Chen Qi?" Ji Changkong said with a smile.
"Ah? What did you say?" Lu Dongli actually knew, but she just wanted to hear it again from others.
"If he says he has a clear conscience, he will kill him!" Ji Changkong narrowed his eyes and laughed loudly: "That's good!"
This sentence was too satisfying for him.
He has hated evil as much as his enemies and has been decisive in killing. However, Chen Qi has a special status. After all, he was once the true successor of the Sword Sect. From his position, his mood is a little complicated. Otherwise, he might feel more relaxed after hearing these words.
Lu Dongli could picture the scene in her mind as she listened.
She knew exactly what her brother was doing.
After the topic was over, the middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at Lu Dongli and suddenly thought of something.
"Xiao Lizi." He called Lu Dongli.
"Master, please tell me," Lu Dongli said immediately.
"Has Yang Shu ever sent you Feijian a message?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar asked.
When Lu Dongli heard this, she was slightly startled. She didn't expect that the Sword Master actually knew about another of her disciples.
"Ah! Master, have you ever seen Yang Shu?" Lu Dongli's eyes lit up and she said, "There has been no news about him since he came down the mountain. Occasionally, I am a little worried."
Among the disciples who came down the mountain to practice, Lu Dongli was most worried about Yang Shu.
Although her brother has always said that this child is "a little timid but very brave", Lu Dongli usually sees too much Xiaoqing in him, so she always feels that this disciple has not grown up and is not able to stand alone.
Coupled with the fact that this young man has red lips and white teeth, and looks like a man and a woman, it makes people feel even less majestic.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded and said: "I visited Senior Luo Heshan a few days ago and saw Yang Shu in his small courtyard. Senior Luo has regarded him as his successor and will definitely teach him carefully."
When Lu Dongli heard this, she couldn't turn her head around. She was shocked as if she had been struck by lightning.
Luohe Mountain
One of the Four Divine Swords, Luo Heshan, the senior one among the four
Now that she has seen two of the four divine swords, she doesn't have to be too frightened to hear the name. But the key point is that such a person actually chooses his own disciple as the inheritor
The nature is completely different!
Before she spoke, Ji Changkong spoke up.
"What!?" He was shocked at first, and then overjoyed.
"This Yang Shu is Xiao Lizi's apprentice." He began to calculate the seniority.
"Xiao Lizi, you are my apprentice again!"
"Hahahahaha, then I am simply surpassing Senior Luo in terms of seniority? Hahahahahaha! Interesting! Interesting!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his forehead slightly and said in his heart: "As expected."
Not only did he guess how his junior brother would behave, but Luo Heshan also guessed it.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head and said: "Junior brother, Senior Luo did not accept him as his disciple, he just treated him as his own grandson. Yang Shu also called Senior Luo his grandfather, not his master."
When Ji Changkong heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly felt that it was really boring.
"It's boring! It's boring!" He almost walked away, feeling that this world was really meaningless.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar is thinking about what will happen to this little Mohist clan in the future.
Whether it is Lu Chaoge, Lu Dongli, or these true disciples, they will all be extraordinary in the future.
This subordinate sect of the Sword Sect, the Mo Sect, which is still in the [Lower Hundred Sects], may shine in the entire Qingzhou within a few years!
The middle-aged Confucian scholar has some expectations for this.
He sincerely hoped that more young people with potential would emerge in Qingzhou, or the entire Tianxuan world.
After all, they are old, but in this world, there are always people who are young, right
"And..." The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked into the distance. With his state of mind and intuition, coupled with his trip down the mountain a few days ago, he felt that there might be some turmoil in the Tianxuan world in the near future.
As night fell, the middle-aged Confucian scholar and Ji Changkong did not leave Momen, but planned to stay there for a few days.
Lu Dongli arranged for them to live in an elegant bamboo house, which was not far from Lu Chaoge's house.
Under the moonlight, the two senior brothers were drinking tea.
Ji Changkong looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said, "Senior brother seems to have a lot of thoughts lately and is very heavy on his mind."
"Huh? Junior brother, have you noticed?" the middle-aged Confucian scholar asked.
"How can I still not understand you? Is there anyone in this world who understands you better than me?" Ji Changkong was unhappy and felt that he had been slighted.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar quickly waved his hand and said, "Junior brother, that's not what I meant."
After speaking, he sighed and said: "A few days ago, I felt something in my heart, so I went down the mountain."
"Then what?" Ji Changkong asked.
"Nothing more." The middle-aged Confucian scholar replied.
Although he said this, he still frowned slightly and his expression was solemn.
"Don't think so much." Ji Changkong immediately became impatient when he saw him like this.
"You worry about the country and the people all day long, thinking about this and that, as if you are the only one with a brain in the world." Ji Changkong said.
"If I, the sword cultivator, have a problem, use your sword! If you can't solve it with one sword, use two swords!" Ji Changkong snorted.
He has this kind of temperament, he is not good at solving problems, but he is very good at solving the people who create problems.
"Yes, yes, thank you, junior brother, for your teaching." The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled gently and continued to pour tea for Ji Changkong.
In the dead of night, Ji Changkong was tired of drinking tea, so he went inside to meditate.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked up at the moon outside the house, then walked out of the bamboo house under the bright moonlight and wandered around Momen to enjoy the scenery.
As he walked, he came to a lonely grave.
Just taking one look at this lonely grave, he stopped instantly.
(PS: Two chapters in one. The useless author still can’t make up for the update today, but I will stubbornly keep it in mind.)
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