Chapter 212

The people who lifted the table glanced up at the fifth sky.

Two wuzuns and one Wuzong.

Good lineup.

If I had seen this state before, I would have smiled and said hello.

But now, there's no bird them at all.

Even if you don't speak politely, you're still smelly. I'm afraid others don't know you're wuzun and don't understand any rules.

What about Wu Zun? I haven't seen him before. With Mr. Wu's strength, they won't be surprised if there are even a few immortals at the gate of the martial arts school.

In comparison, it's more important to move things for Mr.

Seeing that he was ignored, the fifth Changkong quickly reacted to his abruptness, hugged his fist again and said, "I've seen several predecessors. I'm the fifth Changkong, the young master of blowing snow villa. This is the fifth array of elders of our villa. The other one is the saint's calligraphy and Qin painting of demon sound sect."

"I've seen several."

With the introduction of the fifth sky, the fifth array and calligraphy, piano and painting timely raised their fists to greet.

"Yes!"

Seeing that the other party's attitude was much better, several people nodded, but there was no enthusiasm.

"How many predecessors are you?"

At this time, Shuqin painting looked at the emperor's piano platform and couldn't help asking. Although she was also a Wu Zun, she highlighted her attitude in terms of address.

"Sir, we're going to carve this zither into a chessboard. We're going to move it in for him." Lu Qingshan's calligraphy, piano and painting should be said in the dynasty.

"What?"

"This imperial piano platform... When... When the chessboard?"

Shuqin painting suddenly smacked his tongue, and his pretty face was full of incredible.

The fifth sky and the fifth array also opened their mouths and were full of shock.

Looking at the appearance of these people, Lu Qingshan shook his head.

Take a look.

I just haven't seen the world.

What's wrong with emperor pinqintai as a chessboard? They're worried that it's not good enough as a chessboard.

I really don't know how these guys who haven't seen the world look when they see the calligraphy, paintings, holy products and many treasures discarded inside.

"Dare you ask, what are you calling, the one who just shot?" After being surprised, the fifth array couldn't help asking.

"Of course, who else in the world can have such a demeanor except sir?" Wu Yonghong said proudly.

It was confirmed that several people subconsciously respected a lot.

After all, they dare not pose in front of such peerless experts.

"By the way, some elders, I take the liberty to ask again, can you write that peerless zither score?" Shuqin asked urgently.

"That's nature."

Although Lu Qingshan, as a local force, did not participate in the ancient tomb, the news there was clear. Naturally, he knew what the piano score said in calligraphy and painting was.

Wen Yan, Shuqin painting's face changed sharply.

In fact, when Jiang Yu said that the piano score was not written by Yu WuJie, she was not surprised.

Because she wondered from the beginning how people like Yu WuJie could compose such divine songs.

At least, he is also a graceful and spiritual person.

I just don't know if the one inside is this time

At what age?

At this time, three streamers swept towards this side.

It's the three of yunxianque.

They also witnessed the shocking scene over the martial arts school in the distance.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Mu just landed and looked at Wu Yonghong, and a voice of doubt came out.

Wu Yonghong gave them a look.

Yes.

There are some people who have never seen the world.

"Have you met?" Yun xianque saluted first. In her heart, there was obviously something more important to ask than the emperor's piano platform. She quickly looked at Lu Qingshan and asked, "Master Lu, who is it?"

"Yes!"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

Yun xianque trembled and couldn't help being excited. Did he finally see the prophet mentioned by Lu Qingshan.

At the same time, yunxianque, Shuqin painting and the fifth Changkong bowed down and said sincerely, "I want to see that gentleman. Can you inform me?"

Lu Qingshan looked at them and was not surprised.

It's just that they don't do the business of Lu Qingshan if they see him or not, but if these people don't understand the rules and take the liberty to, sir, it's their dereliction of duty.

Not from, Lu Qingshan solemnly glanced at them one by one and reminded them, "it's your freedom to see your husband, but some words have to remind you."

The crowd looked at Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan then said, "Sir is a peerless expert. Both cultivation and realm are beyond your imagination. The reason why he lives here is to return to nature, feel ordinary people's life, and even do anything. He does it himself and never interferes in cultivation."

"And the move just now was also that Jiang Yu's eyes were not open, which forced Mr. Jiang to have to."

"Therefore, you'd better abide by your husband's rules and don't ask or mention anything about cultivation."

"Thanks for reminding."

Several people immediately looked at Lu Qingshan with grateful eyes.

I didn't think Lu Qingshan was alarmist.

Because just the blow that annihilated Jiang Yufei's ashes is enough for them to treat seriously.

"You wait first."

When Lu Qingshan finished, he greeted Wu Yonghong and others to continue to move the stone platform in.

"Well, not bad."

Seeing this, Yi Feng got up and said with a smile. At the same time, he asked them to put the stone platform under the locust tree in the backyard.

"Sir, we'll go to work first."

Wu Yonghong nodded respectfully to Yi Feng, then took his clothes and went out to work.

The remaining Lu Qingshan respectfully said to Yi Feng, "Sir, some people outside said they would visit you. They should come from admiration."

"Visit me? Well, wait until I get dressed and go out. " Yi Feng took a cold breath and was surprised, so he went to find clothes.

Lu Qingshan came outside first.

Seeing this, Shuqin painting and others immediately looked forward to Lu Qingshan.

"You're lucky. Wait here for a while. Sir will come out right away." Lu Qingshan reminded.

Hearing the speech, several people were excited.

"Finally, do you want to see the prophet?"

Yun xianque's face turned red. For them, this one had an indirect life-saving grace.

"I just don't know what the composer looks like!"

Calligraphy, piano and painting clenched their red lips and looked nervous.

"I can finally see the peerless master who destroyed Jiang Yu with one blow!"

The fifth sky also rubbed his hands.

For a time, everyone had different thoughts. Similarly, everyone's faces showed a strong color of expectation.