Chapter 1 Carefree green years
Luofu is a famous mountain in the world. It is located a little east of the Central Plains. Its mountains stretch for thousands of miles, with high peaks and beautiful water, and many mountains and rivers. The scenery in the back mountain is particularly strange, with deep mountains and swamps, many dragons and snakes. Deep forests and deep valleys are mostly the habitat of tigers, leopards and jackals.
Of course, Rover is not most famous for his scenery, but for the Rover School.
There are so many people practicing Taoism in today's world. There are many famous mountains and rivers, and many practitioners or sects are entrenched in them. Taoism, magic and magic are naturally endless. Although practitioners are focused on purity of mind, once this matter involves people, This matter naturally becomes complicated.
There are sects and sects, some are good, some are evil, and some are demons, and all kinds of contradictions and hatreds are boiling like boiling water. The reasons are like pouring a big pile of dung into the boiling water, and the stench is indescribable.
After thousands of years of fighting, mergers, survival of the fittest, and the decisive battle between good and evil a hundred years ago, the evil spirits retreated and defended the borderlands.
The barren land over there is filled with dangerous mountains and dangerous waters, swarms of ferocious beasts and raptors, and miasma and poisonous creatures. The barbarian people are disobedient to the king, and there are many desolate areas that are inaccessible to people. Although the environment is dangerous, the right way cannot invade, and the evil and heretical ways cannot be invaded. After living there for more than a hundred years, it gradually recovered some of its vitality.
After a hundred years of development, the various sects in Middle-earth have also grown in strength, forming a huge righteous cultivation force headed by the two sects, three sects and Yigu.
The Luofu sect is one of the three sects.
Among the many sects, the Luofu sect is an old practice sect. It was founded four thousand years ago. Over the past four thousand years, there are some figures in each generation. Therefore, this Luofu sect has always been They have quite a lot of power in China. After four thousand years of development, they can be said to have a strong family background and unpredictable strength. They are among the powerful people of two sects, three sects and one valley.
The wind was high and the clouds were clear, and there were no clouds in the sky.
In Luofu Mountain, on the Qingsongping, there were bursts of laughter as crisp as silver bells, mixed with calls like orioles coming out of the valley, "Third Senior Brother, you lost again!"
Following the sound, two figures, one red and one white, ran out of the pine forest. Running in front was a boy in white clothes who was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had good features and was holding a Qingfeng sword in his hand. Flash, at first glance, it was a rare sharp weapon, and what was chasing behind him was a bright girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a very pretty red dress, and also holding a sword in her hand.
"Senior Brother Ninth, you can't keep up, watch the sword!"
The sword light in the little girl's hand was like a rainbow, and several gorgeous sword flowers flashed out, and she attacked the young man in white. The young man in white smiled, turned around, danced his sword, and fought with the little girl. The two of them jumped up and down. The dance became more urgent, and I saw only two rays of cold light, and a ball of auspicious snow, rolling back and forth on the green pine flat. Suddenly, the silhouette of the human figure was separated, and a ball of white shadow, followed by a cold light, flew towards the people in front of the flat like a star. A towering pine tree. Hearing another click, a large branch of the osmanthus tree facing south was cut down. The tree body was suddenly shaken by the broken branch, and the pine needles scattered like rain, and at the same time as the pine needles fell, there was also a fat body.
"Ouch, ouch!" The fat figure climbed up from the ground with difficulty, with a depressed look on his face, "Junior Brother Ninth, Junior Sister, can you two find another place to practice your sword? You always come here to disturb me. People have clear dreams!"
This is a short, chubby boy, similar in age to the boy in white, but obviously half a head shorter in stature, but his waist is more than a circle larger than that of the boy in white.
When the girl in red saw the young man, the smile on her face became even wider. She followed him and rushed in front of the young man, "Fifth Senior Brother, you are lazy and sleeping here again and don't practice Kung Fu. I don't want to tell Fourth Senior Uncle. Let him punish you!" He reached out and pinched the young man's ears.
Although the fat boy was relatively large, his agility was very flexible. With a twist of his fat waist, he ducked over and shouted, "Do you want to go or not? Master, he must be drinking wine right now." Jar fights, I can't control that much!"
The girl didn't pinch the fat boy's ears, and stamped her feet in annoyance, "Ninth Senior Brother, let's catch him!" As she said that, she flashed her figure and bullied the fat boy again.
The young man in white listened to the girl's words, and his speed was not slow. The two of them attacked one after another.
When the fat boy saw this scene, he didn't panic. He shrank his head, twisted his body, and slipped out of the gap between the two like a loach.
"You guys, don't go too far. If you make it more annoying, you won't be able to eat the delicious food I baked!"
As soon as these words came out, the two of them stopped at the same time, especially the girl, whose big black eyes flashed with frightening sparks, and she looked at the short and fat boy with flickering eyes.
Although the Luofu sect cannot help but eat meat, it is a monastic sect after all. The food has always been plain, and meat dishes are rarely served. However, the master of this fat boy is an anomaly in Luofu Mountain. He is known as the Drunken Sword, but in fact he is An alcoholic.
Usually my biggest hobby is not practicing or teaching disciples, but wine.
There is wine in Luofu Mountain, but not much, so he often goes down the mountain to find wine by himself. However, he is not picky. He drinks fine wine for a thousand taels of silver a cup and bad wine for a copper coin. After he has an apprentice, , this habit has not changed. In the past, when the little fat man was young, he would carry the little guy down the mountain to buy wine. Now that the little fat man has grown up, he is also liberated and goes down the mountain more frequently.
Originally, it was normal that under the influence of this alcoholic master, this little fat man should also be an alcoholic.
However, in this world, there are still a lot of people who live in the mud but remain unsullied. This little fat man seems to be born with no interest in wine. No matter how tempted his unscrupulous alcoholic master is, he never drinks. Of course, It is a bit exaggerated to say that he does not drink alcohol, but he will never drink more than three drinks at a time. If he drinks more, even if his unscrupulous master drinks it, he will spit it out. After a few times, His master finally decided to let his unique drinking skills be lost.
However, the little fat man doesn't like drinking, but he likes food, and his talent in this area is obviously far greater than his talent in cultivation. When he followed the unscrupulous master down the mountain, he liked to do nothing more than eat, but he sneaked into other people's restaurants. I went to the kitchen to watch the master cooking. From being chased at the beginning to hiding in the kitchen for a day and night without being discovered, I developed the ability to hide and dodge. Naturally, after I came back, this man on Luofu Mountain The little animals suffered greatly.
From wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, to flowers, birds, insects and fish, everything became his spare food. For this, he was punished countless times, but fortunately he had an unscrupulous master to protect him.
The old man found that although his apprentice could not continue his drinking mantle, he could become his own school, and his future achievements would never be inferior to his own. Thinking about it again, he "happened" to pass by on that rainy night eight years ago. In that canyon, I "happened" to meet Kong Zhuo's family who had been robbed. It also happened that everyone except this little guy was dead. It happened that I was inexplicably kind and rescued him that day. A few words that happen to add up form three words: fate!
Therefore, he was quite good to this apprentice, and his requirements were not high, so he developed Kong Zhuo's current personality and appearance. He did not practice properly all day long, except for eating and sleeping, he was as fat as a pig. Same, therefore, among the third generation disciples, he was the first to get the mixed title, known as "Rover's Pig"!
But he has a good temper, and he doesn't get upset when people say that about him. He laughs and laughs all day long. From time to time, he brings a few close friends to Qingsongping to roast rabbits in a place where the patrolling disciples can't patrol. Ah, wild wolf, make some snake soup, fry some bird eggs, etc. With your constantly improving cooking skills and gentle personality, you can do well in the Rover sect. Although your cultivation is not that good, But there was no trouble. Although people called him Rover's Pig, he was quite popular among the disciples.
The young man in white is called Fang Shaobai, and he is a close disciple of Zhou Qing, one of the Five Swordsmen of Luofu Sect. The woman in red is Zhou Xue, the only daughter of Zhou Qing, the Fuyun Sword.
The Luofu sect has a long history, and there are many people in the sect. At the current generation of the leader, Master Lingjia, there are nineteen brothers, but the most famous one is Luofu, headed by Master Lingjia. Among the five swords, Zhou Qing, the Floating Cloud Sword, is one of them. Kong Zhuo's master, known as the Drunken Sword, although there is a word sword in his name, is not among the five swords.
Among the brothers of his generation, only Luo Fu's Five Swordsmen accepted him as a formal disciple. If it weren't for the tragedy he accidentally encountered when he went down the mountain eight years ago, he would probably still be with several other brothers by now. Same, there is no formal disciple.
It was burning fiercely, and the rabbit meat on the shelf exuded an intoxicating aroma. Kong Zhuo skillfully took out a small package from his arms, shook out a lot of powdery stuff from the package, and carefully Sprinkled on the almost burned rabbit, Fang Shaobai on the side was feeling better, while Zhou Xue on the side couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Fifth Senior Brother, I like to eat your meat the most!"
Kong Zhuo, who was sprinkling seasoning on the rabbit, heard this and couldn't help shaking his hands, "What?"
Zhou Xue also realized her slip of the tongue and stuck out her tongue, "Hey, I mean, I like to eat Fifth Senior Brother's grilled meat the most!"
"That's pretty much it!" Kong Zhuo nodded, "My fat body is sour and not tasty!"
The three of them laughed at the same time.
The sky was getting dark gradually, and the three senior brothers and sisters just gathered around the campfire, eating barbecue and watching the full moon rising slowly from the west. The gentle breeze was blowing, which was quite a different feeling.
In the distance, a middle-aged man was holding a wine gourd in his hand, drinking as he walked, gradually approaching here. When he walked to the edge of the forest, he saw three people sitting opposite each other in the forest, chatting and laughing. , couldn't help but stop, curled up the corners of his mouth, shook his head gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing them, turned around and left.