Chapter 849

Lu Zhengkang doesn't know who made the clothes for him. It may also belong to the welfare of newlyweds, but why is it a big red. Lu Zhengkang has never said that he likes scarlet, although he does like scarlet

But the scarlet one has to be for marriage.

He was so red that he had to have a big flower on his chest.

Of course, red to red, this is a Taoist robe. Shape is the shape of Taoist robes. Lu Zhengkang put it on his body and dusted off his sleeve, which was inlaid with Phnom Penh. There was a ring of eight trigrams at the cuff, which was very beautiful. His Taoist crown is black, which is the same color as that of master Bo xuehongzi. However, he is only a little monk after all. He is not qualified to wear the original crown, and can only wear a three platform crown.

After dressing, Lu Zhengkang looked around at Laojun's gate. Sure enough, the monks had already been weaving among the cloud buildings in the sky.

Lu Zhengkang asked chiloulishi, who had brought him with him, to take him back to chilou as usual.

By the time he arrived, he could see many friars wearing sword boxes in different clothes. They were decent, evil, swords, sword boxes, sword balls, and hundreds of people with their own styles. People who were familiar with each other gathered together and talked and laughed. The sword immortals, who were not familiar with each other, seldom talked to each other. When they got together, they were mostly silent. Of course, there were also some rebellious monks, but they kept quiet wisely under the advice of their companions.

Lu Zhengkang is not very powerful, but his red Taoist robe is really outstanding.

Some people snicker. Lu Zhengkang looks over, and those people are a little more restrained.

However, as Lu Zhengkang went to the red building, more and more people saw him, so there was an endless stream of Snickers.

Lu Zhengkang didn't care. He looked around. Master Bo didn't know where he was. He couldn't find him for a while. He was going to visit him. In the north of the sword monument, Lu Zhengkang saw a familiar figure. He was still beautiful and graceful. He walked forward with a smile.

When he came to someone else's side, he glanced at him. It was like some kind of ingenious unexpected encounter. Lu Zhengkang whispered: "Qingning I'm sorry I got the wrong person

Lu Zhengkang turned quietly and left the forest of steles.

I don't know if it's an illusion. The sound of snickering seems to be getting louder and louder.

Lu Zhengkang hesitated. Do you want to read a file

It's almost all about sword repair. It's common to come to chilou to see the sword stele or to make friends. The elder martial brothers and sisters of a sect lead the younger generation. Lu Zhengkang is one of the few people who are alone.

At this moment, outside the red building, from far and near, came a loud voice, "yo! Why is this place so shabby after so many years? "

Lu Zhengkang has some joy in his heart. Good guy, a fool has come. Now we won't pay attention to ourselves all the time.

He looked to the south of the archway, and there came a black robed and slovenly monk. He was strong, broad, with thick beard and beautiful eyes. Beside him was the calm faced master Bo xuehongzi.

When people saw him, they bowed themselves to call him the elder. They were very polite.

Lu Zhengkang pulled a friar beside him, "brother, who is that man?"

"You don't know him?"

"Should I know him?"

"The first sword immortal in the south of heaven once killed ten ancient monks in succession. Fifty years ago, he went to the west sea alone to kill the evil Jiaofu and the sea demon saint. With one sword, the demons in the ten thousand demon hall were scared and the mountain was closed for a hundred years. Do you think you should know such a person?"

"It's really necessary to get to know each other." Lu Zhengkang nodded.

"This is Yonglian's clothes. It is said that there is a dispute with Jingxue immortal in Kunlun palace. "

"What entanglement?"

"It's nothing more than fighting for the first place in chilou. According to my master, the last time Chi Lou fought with Jing Xue for six months, his swordsmanship reached its peak and almost exhausted the world's swordsmanship. This time, they will still fight swords. You can watch it! "

Such an outsider knows more about the elders of the Kunlun palace than the three Lu Zhengkang. I have to say that sometimes those who are in charge of the Kunlun Palace are really confused because of unequal information.

Lu Zhengkang's conversation with Fu Daozi doesn't involve a person's fame, but the name of Tiannan first sword immortal belongs to xuehongzi of Kunlun palace.

"The last sword fight was won by the bearded man?"

"Yes. It's a close call. "

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "no wonder." No wonder master Bo said that he was not the first sword immortal in the south of heaven.

There is a chance for the layman to kill this bearded man - Lu Zhengkang has no lack of bad taste reverie.

Of course, it's a joke. Lu's most appreciative attitude towards the duel is probably influenced by his childhood. When I saw the movie, I hated those who plotted before the duel.

To die in a duel is actually a kind of death method that Lu Zhengkang agrees with. If he died in a duel, he would definitely feel happy.

The first Sword Fairy in the south of heaven - fighting for the glory of the sword is also the happiness of the friars.

Xuehongzi also saw Lu Zhengkang. There was no dense crowd in the red building. Everyone was scattered. As soon as he looked up, he saw his little disciple, "come on!" When he waved, Lu Zhengkang walked quickly. The friar beside him was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself, "do you want to call me or you want to call me? I also want to talk to these two sword immortals... ""Yongdaoyou, this is my new disciple. Xiaolu, this is Xu Sanren, a good friend of the teacher for many years. "

Lu Zhengkang bows, "I've seen you."

Although bearded and scattered in front of his old friends, he did not forget to sneer at Chi Lou, but he was very serious in front of the younger generation, "not bad." He is concise.

Xue Hongzi waved to Lu Zhengkang, "go and play by yourself, and talk with the people here. If you know some friends, you can take care of them when you travel. "

"I'm not willing to make friends."

The bearded man nodded silently, but Xue Hongzi shook his head helplessly. "Young people always have topics to talk about. Don't learn from this bearded man. He has no friends all his life. He has enemies everywhere."

Lu Zhengkang asked with a smile, "isn't the teacher and the elder Yong friends?"

Xue Hongzi corrected seriously, "it's not a friend, it's an opponent."

Lu Zhengkang shook his head and left.

He had a conversation with the two top sword immortals in the world, but he couldn't escape the ears of the rest of the monks again. Soon someone came up to him. Lu Zhengkang said he didn't want to make friends, but it was still very close when he really talked.

Suddenly, he smelled a breath of turpentine.

Someone behind him chuckled, "you will be friends here, not afraid of fudaozi jealous?"

Lu Zhengkang looked back and saw qingningzi and several young disciples behind her. This encounter was unexpected.

"You're late."

"It's not too late. I won't see you later. Maybe I'll go out to drink and play." She smiles generously. Lu Zhengkang also finds that she is more free and easy than before.

"I won't go until I see you."

"It's really a fight to say these words in plain language!" Qingningzi shook his head, "I'm going to watch the sword tablet. When you're free, let's have a chat. I'm very curious about you now!"

She left with her younger brothers and sisters. Lu Zhengkang laughed at the people around her and said, "excuse me, I'm right behind qingningzi.". No matter what impoliteness or not, Lu Zhengkang is curious about qingningzi's experience in the past two years.