After about less than half an hour's journey, the group finally arrived at the gate of Yunwu Villa. The wind blew over them.
Although this was not Liu Xia's first time at Yunwu Villa, the last time he came was when he was eight years old, so he didn't have any deep memories.
Now when he looked up, the huge Yunwu Villa and the Five Thunder Peaks behind him merged into one in the clouds and mist, making them look majestic and majestic.
Especially the huge mountain gate, which is shaped like three giant swords inserted upside down. There is an inscription on each side of the mountain gate.
It was full of guests from the Dragon Soul Continent’s heroes who walked out from here.
The stone tablet is quite old and full of vicissitudes of time, which shows that Yunwu Villa has a deep foundation and a long history.
After some pleasantries, the disciples who led them led them through the mountain gate and went straight to the gate of Yunwu Villa.
In the Tiancang River Basin in the northwest, Tianxin Villa, Jianyun Sect, and Yunwu Sect are the three most famous sects.
Among them, the Yunwu Sect is the most powerful.
Therefore, the relationship between Yunwu Sect, Tianxin Villa and Jianyun Sect is very ambiguous.
Of course, this ambiguity is not so friendly.
It's just that today, on the birthday of the owner of Yunwu Villa, he can't help but pretend to be very close to him.
The attentive Liu Xia discovered that although the disciples at Yunwu Villa behaved politely, they could not conceal their inner disdain.
As one of the powerful sects in the northwest, they naturally have this confidence and confidence.
This kind of confidence and confidence, although a bit arrogant, is indeed a proof of strength.
Despite this, Liu Xia still felt a little unhappy in her heart, but this unhappiness did not show up. Her wind-like warm smile made people feel extremely close to her.
Although Liu Xia is only fifteen years old today, she has a tall and straight posture, a solemn expression, and a circle of respectful people, which naturally exudes a silent majesty.
The group of people walked through the huge square and arrived directly outside the main hall of Yunwu Villa.
Liu Xia looked back and saw that the entire Yunwu Villa was decorated to celebrate the owner's birthday, which was even more festive than the Chinese New Year.
Even the servants and disciples under the sect were all dressed up in new clothes, which made them look even more festive.
"Haha, I said it's time for you to come too. Let me see. Is it the old immortal?"
After hearty laughter, a group of people came out of the main hall surrounded by an old man about sixty years away.
The old man, wearing a bright red sword uniform, looked particularly energetic and majestic.
Although he had a smile on his face, the people around him had a sense of awe in their bones.
Liu Xia remembered that when he was eight years old, the old man celebrated his eightieth birthday.
Now, another seven years have passed, and the old man is already eighty-seven years old.
However, looking at that childish face with white hair and hale face, he really does not look like an eighty-seven-year-old man.
Tian Yuan is ten years younger than him, but this old man seems to be ten years younger than Tian Yuan.
This person is naturally the owner of Yunwu Villa - Sima Zhaixing.
The first impression this old man gave Liu Xia was that of majesty. He must be a very cautious and careful person, but also a very majestic person.
The government is relatively strict, otherwise the people around him would not be so respectful or even a little trembling.
"The old farm owner is really strong. I haven't seen you for a year, but you seem to be a few years younger. Look at me, my hair has turned white and my teeth have fallen out over the years. Haha."
Elder Neiku hurriedly bowed his hands and said haha.
"You kid, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter when you see Yun Zong. No wonder Yuan Tianfei is willing to keep you by his side. What's the matter? Why didn't you Yuan Sect Master come today?"
Elder Neiku was twenty years younger than him. Naturally, his seniority was lower in front of him. When he heard this, he hurriedly bowed his waist to get out of the way, stretched out his hand and asked Liu Xia to come out:
"Look what you said, it's your birthday today. Our Sect Master Yuan wanted to come, but was delayed by some trivial matters. This young brother is our disciple of the Yun Sect's headmaster - Liu Xia. Quickly
Salute to the birthday girl."
"Junior Liu Xia, I have met Mr. Situ. I wish Mr. Situ a long life as long as Nanshan Mountain and good luck as the East China Sea."
Liu Xia bowed politely and saluted, neither humble nor overbearing, very natural.
"Liu Xia?"
Situ Zhaixing looked him up and down.
"Well, yes, he is a good boy."
After saying these words, he followed Elder Neiku and entered the gate talking and laughing, as if he didn't take Liu Xia seriously.
The disciples behind Liu Xia all felt a little embarrassed.
Liu Xia didn't take it seriously at all and walked into the hall.
This Situ Zhaixing didn't even take him seriously when he met Yunzong. How could he take Liu Xia seriously?
Moreover, the meridians in Liu Xia's body are different from those of ordinary people. If he does not use his spiritual power, he will be like a useless person.
Naturally, Situ Zhaixing felt a little disdainful. What's more, Yuan Tianfei didn't come, but instead sent such a useless person. Situ Zhaixing naturally felt a little unhappy.
And this disdain and dissatisfaction can only be vented on Liu Xia.
On the surface, Liu Xia took it indifferently, but in his heart, he already wanted to send him a wreath. One wrote that death was not a pity, and the other said that death was more than innocent, and posted it on the door of his house.
Then he grabbed the old immortal's hair and slapped him in the face to relieve his hatred.
Therefore, Liu Xia looked at Situ Zhaixing sitting in the front seat and smiled even brighter.
Elder Neiku and Situ Zhaixing were chatting and laughing there, as if Liu Xia didn't exist.
At this time, Liu Xia heard the sound of jingling rings in the distance, and then a young man about ten or nineteen years old came in.
This young master wears scarlet sleeves with rich bamboo flowers and arrows, a silver crown with hair tied by dragons going out to sea, and a jade belt. His face is like a crown of jade, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his eyes are like autumn waves.
What a jade tree facing the wind, elegant and graceful.
The jingling sound of the pendant is caused by the diexie made of animal skin around the belt, which is decorated with some kind of talisman, jade pendant, sachet and other playthings.
The young master entered the lobby and acted as if no one around him had seen him. He walked straight in front of Situ Zhaixing, knelt down on the ground and said, "My grandson has come to say hello to grandpa. Grandpa is in a good mood today."
"You kid, the older you get, the more unruly you become. Why don't you quickly bow to the elders of the Yun Sect?"
Although Situ Zhaixing's words were reproachful, his eyes were full of kindness. It was obvious that he treated his more independent child like a treasure.
This young master is naturally the grandson of Situ Zhaixing - Situ Qingcang.
Situ Qingcang is eighteen years old this year. He is already the eighth level of carrying spirit and the second level of yin and yang master. He is famous in the northwest area.
Situ Qingcang naturally laughed awkwardly, bowed to Elder Neiku and said, "I was reckless just now. I met Elder Wei. How are you doing recently?"
Wei Shengjie, the elder of the inner treasury, smiled happily and said: "No, no. This child has become smarter and smarter after not seeing him for several years. In the future, this will be a good blessing for your Yunwu Villa."
"Don't praise him again. What are you doing here in such a hurry?"
Although Situ Zhaixing said it harshly, he did so with a bit of relief and pride, which was called pride and beauty.
"Grandpa, although it is your birthday tomorrow, my grandson thinks that there will be so many guests tomorrow, and grandpa cannot take care of his grandson. Therefore, my grandson wants to give you your birthday gift in advance."
As he spoke, he took out a very delicate jade box and opened it slightly. Suddenly there was a sound of praise in the hall.
Inside the jade box, there was an elixir lying quietly. Moreover, the elixir was of high quality and had lines that reached the sky.
"This elixir is called Yan Yannian. My grandson spent a lot of effort to refine it. Although our Yunwu Villa does not lack these things, it is my grandson's filial piety."
Situ Qingcang said proudly with some respect.
"Young master indeed has Zhang Jin again. This life-extending pill is a second-level top-grade pill. This sky-reaching pattern, hey, the future is limitless."
"Old birthday boy, you are so lucky."
There was a lot of flattery in the hall at that moment, even the elder Nei Ku shamelessly praised him a few times.
Situ Zhaixing was so happy that you could see his molars showing when he smiled.
"You monkey, after seeing how hard you have worked, I accept this gift."
Situ Qingcang enjoyed such praise very much. Although there was a bit of fear on his face, his eyes were extremely proud.
But when his eyes fell on Liu Xia, the smile in his eyes disappeared.
Because, Liu Xia sat there extremely calmly, holding a tea bowl in her hand, and kept drinking sips.
That virtue is as rare as having never drunk good tea in this life.
Naturally, he didn't pay much attention to Situ Qingcang. He just treated him as if he didn't exist and just drank tea there.
Situ Qingcang has been called the proud son of heaven since he was a child. At home, everyone holds it in the palm of their hands and holds it in their mouths.
Everyone who saw him was extremely respectful to him, but the young man in front of him, who was a few years younger than him, completely dismissed him. How could the fragile heart of this proud man of heaven be able to bear it?
"Who is this?"
Situ Qingcang asked curiously.
"Master Situ, this is the disciple of my Jian Yun Sect, Liu Xia."
Liu Xia did not get up, but just put down the tea cup, smiled slightly, and nodded.
When Situ Qingcang saw Liu Xia's behavior, he felt even more unhappy, so he sneered and said: "It turns out to be Young Master Liu. I remember in those years, it was said that in the future, there will be only two people in the northwest who can rule the roost. I don't know Junior Brother Liu.
Have you heard of it?"
"Well, I am very ignorant and have never heard of it."
Liu Xia still smiled modestly.
"It seems that Junior Brother Liu lives in seclusion and devotes himself to cultivation, which I admire. But don't you want to know which two it is?"
Situ Qingcang had already made up his mind to give Liu Xia a blow, and then see Yun Zong's spirit.
"Want to hear the details."
"Haha, I don't dare. Of the two heroes they talked about in the future, one is you, Jian Yun Liu Xia. The other is me, Yun Wu Qing Cang. I just thought about how great it would be to be as famous as Junior Brother Liu.
Fortunately for you."
"Oh? Those are just women's comments. I don't dare to talk too much."
Liu Xia said with a smile.
"Hmph, didn't you see that Junior Brother Liu is very humble? He is very self-aware."
The implication of these words is that you, Liu Xia, are not worthy of being as famous as me.
"I don't dare act modestly. In fact, I'm just a little lucky."
"Happy? What do you mean?"
Situ Qingcang asked rhetorically.
Liu Xia slowly put the tea cup on the table: "Although I am not talented, I am still a man of seven feet."
Having said this, he glanced at Situ Qingcang up and down, and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "The tea today is good."
No matter how well-educated Situ Qing Cangrao was, when he heard the words, Liu Xia's expression clearly meant, "How can I, a great man, be as famous as a woman like you?"
"Little beast, what do you mean?"
"Who are you calling a bastard?"
"You little beast scolded you."
After saying this, Situ Qingcang felt that he had been fooled and shouted angrily: "Liu Xia, do you dare to challenge me to a duel?"
But as soon as the words came out, Situ Qingcang was stunned again. Didn't he want to anger Liu Xia? Why was he angered instead?
Liu Xia sat there calmly, with a smile on his face, and sighed softly: "Tell me, what do you want to compete with?"