Everyone was red-faced, and no one spoke anymore. Don’t look at Jiu Jiansheng being polite in front of Yan Chuan, but speaking to the younger generation, he didn’t save face at all. The key to Jiu Jiansheng’s strength is extremely high, and everyone can only carry a belly. The aggrieved, embarked on the road to return to the sect. wWw, QuANbEn-XiAoShUo, COm
In the high altitude, the girl rode a crane, watching Jiu Jiansheng lead a group of Dahezong people to leave.
"Jiu Jiansheng? Seems to have heard of it. It seems to be a genius figure of the second generation of Dahezong disciple." The girl touched her chin thoughtfully.
Below, Yan Chuan saw Jiu Jiansheng leave. Sit back in the sedan again.
"Get up!" Liu Jin shouted.
The army marched towards Longmai Mountain again.
However, at this moment, all the soldiers seemed to have been injected with stimulants, and they were full of energy.
"Huh? They go to the mountain pass too? What is the boy doing?" The girl was surprised.
"Huh, Huh!" The crane yelled softly, also expressing curiosity.
"Could it be that this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy also understands the Tao of Feng Shui? Seeing that this is a dragon vein? Impossible, how old is he!" The girl shook her head.
"Huh, Huh!"
"Look!" The girl came with interest.
Yan Chuan's army went straight to the small lake where the girl had bathed.
More than two thousand army guards under the mountain.
Yan Chuan's sedan chair landed in front of the small lake on the top of the mountain, and Huo Guang and Liu Jin followed, as well as a group of soldiers carrying pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
After getting off the sedan chair, Yan Chuan looked around at Yamaguchi Lake.
"Xiao He'er, what do you say that young man is looking for?" The high-altitude girl questioned.
"Hey!" Xianhe shook his head, saying that he didn't know.
The small lake was not big, and after watching it for a while, it stopped by the lake just north.
"The place where the dragon's mouth vomits the beads? Yes, this is it!" Yan Chuan's eyes lit up.
"Tamp up this place, pave stones, and place desks!" Yan Chuan immediately ordered.
"Yes!" Huo Guang took his orders immediately.
Huo Guang cut down a big tree and chopped it into a big wooden stake, and the silver armour quickly rammed the piece of land with the wooden stake. Then, I found the big stone, flattened it, and finally placed the desk!
High in the sky, the girl was filled with confusion. I don't know what's going on below.
"Bring the white cloth made of silk from the banner flag!" Yan Chuan said to Liu Jin.
"Yes!"
Liu Jin immediately took out the three-foot white cloth.
Lay the white cloth flat on the desk and press it down with a paperweight.
"Research ink!" Yan Chuan said.
"Yes!" Liu Jin immediately studied ink respectfully.
Yan Chuan took out a purple jade brush, looked at the three-foot white cloth, and gave a slight meditation.
Huo Guang and other generals were all curious.
In the sky, the girl also looked at this scene in amazement: "Why is he here? Writing?"
When the girl was shocked, Yan Chuan below began to write.
"call!"
A stroke fell, like a breeze blowing across the lake, and there was a sudden ripple on the lake.
"Am I dazzled?" The girl immediately rubbed her eyes.
After rubbing my eyes, the wind on the lake surface became stronger and stronger, and a large amount of mist floated on the lake surface. The mist rose into the air, gradually condensed, and even formed a small piece of cloud.
"The pen is shocked by the wind and rain? Is it really the pen is shocked by the wind and rain? This, this is impossible!" The girl exclaimed.
How could the young girl think that a 17 or 18-year-old boy, under his pen, aroused the surrounding situation? Is the pen frightening? This can only be done by some great Confucianists and great calligraphers, but he is only seventeen or eighteen years old
Below, the soldiers thought that the sky had changed suddenly. Only Huo Guang and Liu Jin were shining in their eyes, because the two had already guessed that this might be what the prince wrote.