Chapter 41: Opening the Mountain, Guarding the Mountain, the Boy Ignored in the Sun

For most practitioners in Lin'an Mansion, it is definitely a big deal for the Lord of the Sixth Mountain to open the mountain and choose the mountain guard. Although most practitioners find it difficult to grasp this slim opportunity, at least such an opportunity is in front of them. It's like there is hope.

The spring cold brought by the spring rain pervades the foothills. There are many trees and vegetation in the mountains, so the chill is even worse. However, at the foot of the mountain, the atmosphere is in full swing. The practitioners' energy and blood are surging, like rising from an oven, dispelling the harsh spring cold.

Luxurious chariots were parked one after another on the plains at the foot of the mountain. The coachmen, wearing bamboo hats and raincoats, sat neatly on the chariots, not daring to look around.

On the mountain road, there are practitioners whose minds are overflowing. They use their body skills to fly quickly in the spring rain, splashing mud and spring water, and rush over.

Although it can't be called hundreds of competing parties, it can still be called lively.

These practitioners have different origins. Some are disciples of sects around Lin'an Prefecture, some are practicing chivalrous knights who practice chivalry, and some are disciples of aristocratic families with talents in Lin'an Prefecture.

For example, the young men and ladies from the martial arts families such as Ye Mansion, Lin Mansion, and Zhong Mansion, as well as the prime ministers, ministers, Dukes and other high-ranking families, all came despite the rain.

If you can win the favor of the Sixth Mountain Master and enter the Holy Mountain, you will reach the sky in one step, and your family will also benefit a lot. If you can be involved with the Holy Mountain, your status in the entire Zhao Dynasty will rise.

This is the influence of the Holy Mountain.

Even the royal family of Great Zhao chose to send their children here. Even some of the children of the royal family of Great Zhao hope to enter the Holy Mountain, even if they just become the mountain lord and mountain guard.

Of course, even if you have never entered, it would be great to come and observe such a big event as the mountain owner opening the mountain.

Under the foothills.

The extremely luxurious carriages are gathered together, and the eaves and ceilings of the carriages are like blooming spring flowers at the foot of the Misty Mountain.

An extremely luxurious carriage was parked next to a peach tree. The peach petals knocked down by the spring rain were stuck to the roof of the carriage, adding a bit of poetry.

In the carriage, the charcoal stove was heating hot water, and the finest West Lake Longjing tea was placed on the table. Young Master Qin was sitting in it, dressed in splendid clothes. Opposite him was Luo Qingchen, who had changed into a Confucian shirt.

"I never thought that Mr. Luo actually planned to become the mountain lord and guardian. I thought that Mr. Luo would still insist on it until he met the holy master."

Young Master Qin personally made a cup of hot Longjing tea for Luo Qingchen. Green tea leaves floated up and down in the blue and white tea cup.

Luo Qingchen looked at the tea leaves for a long time and chuckled: "Being a mountain guardian can still have the opportunity to meet the holy master. As long as the three conditions set by the first mountain master are met, there will be no conflict."

"It's just that I lost the opportunity to become the mountain master."

"Indeed, there is indeed a record in history of the mountain guardian meeting the holy master. Mr. Luo is so courageous. Qin used tea instead of wine. I hope Mr. Luo can get his wish and rise to the top."

Young Master Qin put his hands on his hands and smiled. He raised the tea cup himself and took a sip.

As a staff member of Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, if Luo Qingchen could really become a mountain guard, it would be of great benefit to Prime Minister Qin's Mansion.

Originally, Luo Qingchen was dissatisfied with his Taoist heart due to Hua Jiebing's sword intention, and Qin Qianqiu was dissatisfied. Now that Luo Qingchen is willing to put down his body and pursue his identity as a mountain man, Qin Qianqiu is naturally more enthusiastic.

"Among the many practitioners who came to the Sixth Mountain this time, Mr. Luo's cultivation can be regarded as the leader. Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinping of the Ye family are also here. Although these two people are not as good as Mr. Luo in cultivation, they are extremely talented. , so it’s impossible to charge the mountain guard, probably just to watch the fun.”

"Mr. Luo only has two people to worry about in terms of cultivation level."

Qin Qianqiu drank tea and looked at Luo Qingchen who was gently stroking a slap dagger and said.

Luo Qingchen raised his eyes slightly, and Qin Qianqiu continued talking to himself: "A member of the Zhong family, from the Zhong Shun Dynasty. Although his mind has not passed the fifth level, his body has passed the fifth level. His archery skills are superb, and he is ranked No. 1 on the list of fierce generals in the martial arts temple. ten."

Luo Qingchen raised the corner of his lips and didn't take it seriously.

Qin Qianqiu tapped his fingers on the table: "The second one is Ye Chong of the Ye family. His cultivation level is almost the same as that of Wang Shun Dynasty. He is also ranked ninth on the list of fierce generals in the Martial Temple."

"The Zhong family and the Ye family were worried about the situation in the Lin family, so they thought of a mountain guard to come and tell the truth."

Qin Qianqiu chuckled: "The Lin family is in decline now. When it comes to talent, the only one who can compete is the maid holding a fire stick, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"So, Mr. Luo has a great chance."

Qin Qianqiu's eyes sparkled and she had great hopes for Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen chuckled and drank tea.

Suddenly, the two of them turned their heads and looked out the car window.

"Open the mountain!"

There was a plain voice, resounding from the towering green mountains, like lightning flowing behind the clouds.

Listen to the lingering sound of thunder, and the wind whispers!

The entire foothills seemed to have sword energy rising from the ground!

The mist and rain that covered the mountains and the dusk clouds that obscured the sky were cut open by a line from the middle and turned into curtains, which were gently lifted to both sides with hands.

The bright sunshine shines on the gorgeous spring raindrops, which sprinkle on the foothills, forming a sunny avenue with new grass, tender flowers, and petals of peach blossoms. The golden light spreads straight into the mountain road in the distance, and a A galloping and luxurious chariot.

Many practitioners at the foot of the mountain, bathing in the spring rain, stared at the luxurious chariot in the distance in an uproar.

"Lin Mansion's car!"

Someone recognized this carriage, and the carriages in all the noble houses had corresponding signs.

The mountain master opened the mountain, tore through the mist and rain, and the avenue of sunshine fell from the ninth heaven, but it was paved directly on the road where the chariot was coming...

Coincidence?

Many people can't help but wonder.

When Young Master Qin saw the carriage of the Lin family, his face suddenly turned cold.

"Unless the son of the Yuan Meng prince consort of the Lin family, who is extremely talented, returns from the Yuan Meng Empire, there is no one in the Lin family who can compete for the position of the mountain keeper. Therefore, the golden light paving the road is just a coincidence. The carriage happened to be on the road to the mountain."

Qin Qianqiu said coldly.

Luo Qingchen looked at the carriage from a distance, frowning slightly.

But he saw that the carriage was always in the sunshine, facing the new grass and flowers coated with golden color and the peach petals crushed on the road, and slowly moved to the foot of the mountain.

In the scorching eyes, the curtain was lifted.

Lin Zhuifeng walked out of it with a fire stick on his waist and jumped down.

Countless eyes naturally fell on him. Most of the nobles recognized Lin Zhuifeng of the Lin family, and many people couldn't help but exhale.

Qin Qianqiu also sneered and drank the warm West Lake Longjing, not caring.

Then, someone else got off the carriage.

Lin Qingyin was gentle and quiet, holding up her skirt, and slowly got off the carriage. Her picturesque eyes attracted the attention of many young practitioners.

Finally, a young man in white clothes with a tattered bamboo sword on his waist slowly got off the carriage.

The young man was handsome and extraordinary, but at this moment, no one knew him at all, so no one cared and looked away.

But one person was different.

In the carriage of the Qin Mansion.

Luo Qingchen's eyes condensed slightly, and he took a deep look at the young man's figure, then his eyelids drooped slightly and he looked away.

"He is just a weakling who has trained his body to open his blood and qi, and his mind to establish a fetal breath. He also wants to enter the Holy Mountain. If I climb the mountain, he will be crushed to pieces."

Luo Qingchen murmured softly.

He lowered his head and looked at his hand holding the teacup.

The green tea in the cup trembled and rippled for some reason.

...

...

Anle got off the carriage and stood silently beside Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin.

The bright sunlight tore through the clouds and mist, and just happened to fall on his face, causing him to squint slightly.

Looking around, he could not help but feel happy and relieved to see so many practitioners.

In his eyes, the aura of time lingered on the practitioners like seaweed, as if waving at him.

The words of the mountain master who opened the mountain still lingered between the foothills like thunder.

The Sunshine Avenue was like a passage leading to the majestic green mountains. Many practitioners were excited, but they dared not take the first step.

For a while, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain seemed a bit quiet and weird.

The sound of the spring rain was like flowing sand in an hourglass.

After a long time, someone moved.

A stream of hot blood swirled like a dragon, sweeping away the spring rain under the foothills. A young man in armor, carrying a black iron bow, stepped on the spring rain step by step, broke through the rain curtain, and stepped onto the Sunshine Avenue.

Following the golden avenue, we walked to the foot of the mountain, where the clouds and mist were curling.

The young man raised his head, clasped his fists and bowed, and opened his mouth to speak. His voice was like the sound of an ancient bell, echoing between the mountains.

"Zhong Shunchao of the Zhong family, I am willing to be the mountain keeper."

The majestic blood and qi were like a dragon that turned into a flat land, instantly suppressing the wind and rain in the mountains.

Many practitioners who came to the foot of the mountain all looked up, some were shocked, some stared, and some were helpless.

Anle's eyes were shining, such a boldness was indeed terrifying, but it was a pity that the opportunity to absorb the time and energy today had run out, otherwise he would definitely absorb him.

After Zhong Shunchao, the calm seemed to be broken, and another person stepped out, also wearing armor, with a flying cloak behind him, holding a gold-engraved tiger-headed spear diagonally, and took a step, and flew out horizontally, the blood and qi were like a spear in the air, and he actually suppressed Zhong Shunchao's pressure, and stood on the sunny avenue at the foot of the mountain with Zhong Shunchao.

"Ye Chong of the Ye family is willing to be the mountain keeper."

The same voice, overwhelmed by the spring breeze and drizzle, like the roar of a tiger in an empty valley, lingering endlessly.

The two stood at the foot of the mountain, making countless practitioners feel as if there were two mountains in their hearts. They wanted to compete for the position of mountain keeper, but they didn't even have the courage to stand up.

These are two strong men on the list of martial arts temple warriors, showing their edge!

In the Qin Mansion's carriage.

Luo Qingchen never continued to sit upright, the tea in the cup was warm.

He lifted the curtain and took a step forward. His Confucian robe fluttered, and a sword aura of silver light lingered around his body, carrying his body, floating from the foot of the mountain.

The majestic mind was like a sudden storm, which actually suppressed the blood and blood of the strong men on the list of warriors.

Sword light lingered around Luo Qingchen, raised his head and looked at the pavilion halfway up the mountain, clasped his fists and bowed, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Qingzhou Luo Qingchen, I am willing to be the mountain keeper."

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