However, the atmosphere in the inner city is extremely lively, and the streets are filled with residents rushing to the door carrying gifts.
As the most powerful family in Fengcheng, the Wang family has an endless stream of guests coming to visit.
Lu Changfeng put on a suit to block the snowflakes, took a horse and left the palace.
First, I went to the incense shop and bought some paper money incense.
Then we rushed all the way to Tomb Mountain in the outer city.
Come to Zhang Desheng’s tomb.
Lu Changfeng accidentally discovered an acquaintance.
Former senior brother Sima Ming.
Sima Ming, who had broken his arm, fell asleep in front of Zhang Desheng's tomb.
There are several wine bottles scattered around.
On the day of Zhang Desheng's funeral, Sima Ming did not show up either. Perhaps he felt that he had no face to see off his master with a broken arm.
Lu Changfeng shook his head slightly, offered incense to Zhang Desheng, and burned some paper money.
After hesitating for a moment, Lu Changfeng took out a pack of silkworm meat and stuffed it into Sima Ming's arms.
Immediately, Lu Changfeng turned around, mounted his horse and left.
Arrive at the appointed restaurant.
Chunzhu has prepared the silkworm meat.
Lu Changfeng briefly talked about his plans to go to Luo City, and the two of them inevitably had a romantic encounter in the restaurant.
Afterwards, Chunzhu was still a little disappointed.
Because Lu Changfeng has no plans to have children with him.
"Don't think too much, we are not suitable to have offspring right now."
"When things calm down in the future, it won't be a problem to have a bunch of kids."
After appeasing Chunzhu, Lu Changfeng returned to the palace, practicing the [Fengtian Body Forging Sword Technique] while waiting quietly.
Early in the morning on the third day of the Lunar New Year.
Lu Changfeng appeared in front of the palace gate as promised.
At this time, Lu Changfeng was more than two meters long and had three weapons on his back.
A long pig iron knife weighing two hundred pounds.
A fine iron long knife.
There is also a treasure, the Autumn Water Long Sword.
Lao Luo came later.
Lu Changfeng was amazed to see the weapons on his back, but he didn't ask any inappropriate questions.
The last ones to arrive were the Wang Yue siblings.
The young man following Wang Yue is Wang Yue's younger brother Wang Shao.
Lu Changfeng glanced at Wang Shao's talent.
Name: Wang Shao
Root bone: B level
Talent: Mid-level talent [Sword Skill].
A mid-level swordsmanship talent, but he does have some talent in swordsmanship.
What Wang Yue said is true.
If you can join the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, you may indeed become an outstanding swordsman in the future.
"Then let's set off!"
"This trip depends entirely on the two escorts!"
"Easy to say, easy to say!" Lao Luo waved his hand.
Four people and four horses, chasing the horses.
This is the first time Lu Changfeng has left Fengcheng.
The heavy snow has stopped, and the winter sun is warm. Riding on horseback has a unique flavor.
Follow the stone path.
You can still see a lot of homeless people along the way.
These homeless people escaped from three prefectures further west.
It's even more chaotic than Qingshan Mansion over there, and Qingshan Mansion has formed a three-legged power.
In the land of Sanfu to the west, there is still a chaotic war. The sect forces and martial arts families are fighting each other, and it is a chaotic scene.
Their goal is to go deep into Yunyang Mansion, or go north to Gyeonggi Province. Some people are building houses nearby, preparing to build villages, seeking stability...
The four of us stopped for a short break at noon.
Then he continued on his way until evening, when he arrived at a designated town to rest.
There was no trouble along the way.
The four of them look like powerful warriors at first glance.
Especially Lu Changfeng and Lao Luo, who are more than two meters tall.
How can there be any bandit who has no eyesight to come looking for trouble?
A speechless night at the small town inn.
The next day we continued on our way as usual, and at dusk we arrived in Luo City.
The mountain gate of Xuanyuan Sword Sect is located on a mountain peak thirty miles north of Luocheng.
The four of them decided to rest for one night in Luocheng and go to Xuanyuan Sword Sect’s mountain gate early tomorrow morning.
Luocheng is not divided into inner and outer cities like Fengcheng. As the base camp operated by the Thousand Sword Sword Sect and Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Luocheng is much more prosperous than Fengcheng.
The scope of the inner city has been expanded and expanded, and it can now accommodate millions of people.
Luo City is far away from the war in Qingshan Mansion. Although the people here know that the situation in the Song Kingdom is very chaotic, they do not feel the atmosphere of troubled times under the protection of Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
With such an atmosphere, Lu Changfeng felt that Yunyang Mansion was really in chaos.
Xuanyuan Sword Sect can immediately control the rebellion in Luo City, and the people of Luo City will support it one after another.
......
The next morning.
The four of them dressed up and rode to a place thirty miles north of Luo City.
When you reach the foot of the mountain, you can clearly see a huge stone sword standing on the mountain.
Wang Shao's breathing became rapid, and he was obviously very excited.
"Let's go!"
The four of them went up the winding steps.
Halfway through the journey, I saw a guest pavilion.
In the guest pavilion, several disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were sparring with swordsmanship.
Lu Changfeng took a few glances and found that these welcoming disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect all had a first-class talent, and one of them was even a lower-class A student, with low-grade swordsmanship talent.
When they saw Lu Changfeng and his party, a disciple came up to them.
"What are the guests doing here?"
Wang Yue cupped her hands and said, "I came to Xuanyuan Sword Sect for the sake of my younger brother."
Wang Yue pointed at Wang Shao and said: "My brother is quite talented in swordsmanship and wants to join the noble sect."
"We are from the Wang family in Fengcheng."
The disciple who welcomes guests is a discerning person. Even without Wang Yue's last words, he can still tell that the background of the person escorted by Yi Jinjing is not simple.
Depending on your identity and background, you can naturally be treated differently.
So he said: "Originally, our Xuanyuan Sword Sect recruits a group of disciples every spring, but now the registration time has not yet come."
"However, I see that you are quite sincere in coming from afar, so I will introduce you to it. Whether it succeeds or fails is not up to me."
Wang Yueyi was delighted: "Thank you so much, brother!"
"You're welcome."
The welcoming disciple greeted his colleagues and took Lu Changfeng and four others up the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, the majestic building of Xuanyuan Sword Sect comes into view, and the ancient and simple atmosphere of the thousand-year-old sect spreads.
The comprehensive strength of Xuanyuan Sword Sect can be ranked among the top ten among many sects in the Song Dynasty.
Lu Changfeng noticed that Lao Luo's eyes beside him were slightly moist, obviously he was moved by the scene.
The welcoming disciple took Wang Yue and the four of them into the living room.
Not long after, a deacon of Xuanyuan Sword Sect in his early forties stepped out.
Lu Changfeng glanced at him and saw that this person was a low-grade person with a low-grade talent for swordsmanship.
This deacon is also at the Yijin realm.
"Fengcheng Wang family, right? Who wants to join our Xuanyuan Sword Sect?" This deacon is quite domineering.
Wang Yue did not dare to lose her temper because she had something to ask for. When she was about to speak, Wang Shao stood up first.
"Senior! I want to join the Xuanyuan Sword Sect!"
The deacon looked at Wang Shao and said, "Come here."
Wang Shao stepped forward, and the deacon touched Wang Shao's bones up and down, frowning and said: "Do you think our Xuanyuan Sword Sect collects rags?"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Shao's expression changed drastically, and Wang Yue also looked embarrassed.
Wang Yue still took a deep breath and said: "Senior, isn't it the swordsmanship talent that Xuanyuan Sword Sect values?"
"Hmph, kendo talent cannot be described or tested. Who knows whether he really has kendo talent, but his bones are not very good, but it can be seen."
"Let's go. If you really want to join the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, just wait until spring to attend our Sword Sect's Introductory Ceremony. If you pass the test, you can naturally join our Xuanyuan Sword Sect."
The deacon turned around and was about to leave.
At this time, a voice came: "Little Heizi, who taught you to be so domineering?"