Over there, Zheng Feng'er led the people from Fufengzhai to bow down to Han Changsheng. Han Changsheng winked at Lu Qingqian and signaled Lu Qingqian to deal with the matter.
Lu Qingqian restrained his nymphomaniac, puffed up his cheeks and opened his eyes round, and chose what he thought was the most dignified expression and walked forward, but unexpectedly, the people in Fufengzhai looked at him curiously, thinking that he was here to show their closeness of.
Lu Qingqian looked down at Zheng Feng'er from a high position: "I am the guardian of Tianning Sect, you want to do things for Tianning Sect?"
Zheng Feng'er was startled, and the people below started chattering immediately. They had some doubts about Han Changsheng's identity when they heard Lu Qingqian call Han Changsheng the leader, but now they were shocked to hear Lu Qingqian say it himself. This young man in the uniform of a Yuehua Sect disciple is actually Han Changsheng, the legendary leader of the Tianning Sect with a green face and fangs who commits all kinds of crimes
Lu Qingqian said coldly: "Why, do you want to go back on your word?" Zheng Feng'er is indeed a talent, many men in the world worship her under her skirt, she is first-rate, and she is also very proficient in news, so Han Changsheng and Lu Qingqian have accepted it. She wanted Fufengzhai to serve Tianning Sect. The Tinning Sect has special envoys for non-teachers, which are reserved for these people. However, if the Tianning Sect wants to recruit people, naturally they can't recruit people randomly. They must be sincerely loyal to the Tianning Sect. If they are forced to do so, then it is better not to.
"No, no, no!" Zheng Feng'er said, "My little brother saved my life, and I, Zheng Feng'er, naturally mean what I say. I'm just surprised that the two young brothers are so handsome and kind, and they are members of the Demon Cult. …”
When Lu Qingqian heard someone say that he was kind, his eyes widened in anger.
"Cough." Han Changsheng quickly smoothed things over, "Are you really interested in working for my Tianning Sect?"
Zheng Feng'er raised her head, quite proudly: "Don't worry, leader, even though I am a girl, I am loyal. I have never paid attention to those who are famous and righteous. I do things based on my own interests, and I never abide by the so-called The rules of the rivers and lakes. So what about the devil's religion, I, Zheng Feng'er, like it, it is the best teacher in the world!"
Han Changsheng also appreciates gentlemen, and he was very satisfied with her answer. After deciding on this matter, he thought of An Yuan again: "Where's the guy you captured earlier?"
Zheng Feng'er said: "In the red house on the mountain. He was stunned by my subordinates with incense."
Han Changsheng was afraid that Anyuan would wake up soon, so he didn't dare to delay, so he told Lu Qingqian to stay and negotiate with Zheng Fenger and others to deal with the remaining matters, while he went up the mountain to find Anyuan and left.
Before leaving, Han Changsheng said triumphantly, "Xiaoqing, do you believe me now? You broke my heart before!"
Lu Qingqian nodded vigorously: "Yes! I'll fight with the four hall masters when I go back! How dare they speak ill of the sect master!"
Seeing Lu Qingqian's earnest appearance, Han Changsheng couldn't help but burst out laughing: "I'll go first, there are still many key points in my big conspiracy to be completed! I will leave the rest to you Already!"
Lu Qingqian nodded repeatedly.
Han Changsheng left the others and went up the mountain alone, and sure enough, he found An Yuan who was unconscious in a red house. Han Changsheng curled his lips and made a grimace at him: "If there is no Lao Tzu, you will become a Dudan Xianjun!" Then he carried An Yuan on his back and went down the mountain with lightness kung fu.
After a few sticks of incense, An Yuan finally woke up. He had inhaled too much incense just now, and he was still a little dizzy at the moment. He squinted his eyes and pressed his temples to look around, only to see that he was in a deep valley, with towering mountains, and the fragrance of birds and flowers. Surrounding them is a dense bamboo forest, surrounded by tall and towering bamboos, lush and luxuriant, very gratifying.
Immediately afterwards, An Yuan saw a...a peerless expert who was meditating beside him
An Yuan frowned, and didn't speak immediately, but looked at the other party silently.
It was a young man, probably in his early twenties, with a fair face, slender eyes, a high nose bridge, and red lips. He was a good-looking man. But his hair has a strand of white hair hanging by his ears. This strand of white hair makes him look a lot older. He was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, his figure was thin, and the underside of the robe was empty, which made him look more like a fairy. Coupled with the aura around him, one could immediately feel that this guy was an extraterrestrial expert.
An Yuan frowned and asked vigilantly, "Who are you? Where is this?"
Han Changsheng slowly opened his eyes. This time he changed his appearance on purpose, and he has already made up his background, so he can coax him when An Yuan asks a question.
"I am..." Han Changsheng spoke in a fairy-like manner, and after he said two words, his expression suddenly changed.
The zhenqi began to rush around again, which made him very uncomfortable.
Han Changsheng had no choice but to suppress what he wanted to say first. In order to prevent going crazy, he pressed his Tanzhong acupoint and started to get lucky. The method that the old man Xuanji taught him to temporarily suppress the internal force is to use the smell of the mutton as the luck of the universe. At the same time, he should cooperate with the massage technique to rub the surrounding acupuncture points and meridians to return the escaping true air.
The Tanzhong acupoint is located between the two nipples. Han Changsheng slowly moved his fingers outwards with the zhenqi, and when he encountered the place where the zhenqi was not restrained, he rubbed it hard to hold it back.
So what An Yuan saw was: the tall man on the opposite side, who was noble and glamorous for a second, suddenly began to rub his chest in pain at this second, and from time to time let out two groans of joy or pain. | chant...
Han Changsheng rubbed his chest, met An Yuan's contemptuous eyes, and wanted to cry without tears: "It's not what you think, I'm practicing..."
An Yuan: "Hehe."
After a while, Han Changsheng finally regained his true pressure and let out a long breath.
An Yuan said: "Why am I here?"
Han Changsheng said: "Don't you remember what happened before?"
An Yuan frowned and said, "I was in a gazebo, and someone put incense on me. I was stunned. Before I passed out, I saw two strange men walking towards me. I don't remember what happened after that."
Han Changsheng said: "Those are people from Fufeng Village. They kidnapped you and wanted to arrest you to be their village master's husband. When they passed by me, I rescued you."
An Yuan looked at him suspiciously: "You are?"
Han Changsheng cleared his throat, and said with a serious face: "I am Hua Xiaosha, a peerless expert who cultivates here.
An Yuan: "..." Someone calls himself a peerless expert.
Han Changsheng said: "You were brought here by the villains. I bravely drew my sword to help and snatched you from the villains. I have practiced here for 20 years and no one has disturbed you. Since you came, it is also fate. My whole body There is no successor to the peerless martial arts, so I will reluctantly accept you as my Sansao disciple."
An Yuan sneered and said, "Twenty years? Dare to ask senior this year's Guigeng?"
Han Changsheng twirled his hair and said, "This year I'm already seventy-nine. It's just that because of practicing martial arts, my appearance looks younger."
An Yuan looked at Han Changsheng with a look of "I wouldn't believe it even if I beat him to death": Seventy-nine years old? Who are you kidding!
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Han Changsheng just smiled slightly. Suddenly, he tiptoed, and the whole person flew out straight like a sword. The Longyin sword was unsheathed with a "ping", and a few cold lights flashed. Han Changsheng landed and slowly retracted the sword back to its sheath.
The moment the sword and the scabbard completely overlapped, there was a crash, and ten bamboos fell down at the same time!
An Yuan couldn't help being stunned. No matter how unreliable this peerless expert looks, his sword is really powerful.
Han Changsheng said triumphantly: "How about it, do you want to worship me as a teacher?"
An Yuan was silent for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "Are you going to teach me how to rub my breasts?"
Han Chang slammed his sword on the ground angrily: "I told you that it's practicing! Practicing! You can only do it at Lao Tzu's level, and you are not qualified to learn it!"
An Yuan: "..."
An Yuan supported the bamboo to stand up, turned and walked outside.
Han Changsheng asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"
An Yuan ignored him and stumbled to his own way.
Han Changsheng hurried forward to stop him: "You don't want to be my apprentice?" He shook the sword in his hand, "You don't want to learn such a powerful sword technique?"
An Yuan said with a blank face: "There is no free feast in the world, I don't believe there are only good things."
Han Chang was annoyed. Isn't it just falling off a cliff, how did An Yuan change from a good boy who talks about five things to such a gloomy look? Is the basic trust between people still there? !
An Yuan bypassed Han Changsheng and continued to walk outside the mountain. Han Changsheng hurriedly grabbed him: "You said I can plot you. I am a person who pays attention to fate. How can you not believe me? What do you say you have for me?" Pictured?"
An Yuan tilted his head, and said coldly, "My beauty?"
Han Changsheng: "..."
Han Changsheng slammed the Dragon Yin Sword to the ground to divert his urge to overwhelm An Yuan and beat him up, then he took a few deep breaths and said with an apologetic smile: "Okay, okay, I admit it, I really want you What. I have lived alone in the deep mountains and old forests for twenty years, I am so lonely, I just want to find someone to accompany me."
An Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at him, as if he was considering the credibility of his words.
Han Changsheng thought about it. If he wants to keep An Yuan to teach him martial arts, it will definitely not be something that can be done in two or three days, at least it will take a month before he can make a big splash in the martial arts conference. The life of living in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests is not so easy. Han Changsheng is a slacker who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between grains and grains. He can't live without people.
So Han Changsheng said: "Also, the old man is short of a servant here. I will teach you martial arts, but you have to cook and wash clothes for me."
An Yuan: "..."
An Yuan still wanted to leave, but Han Chang was so angry that he drew his sword and pointed at him: "Don't go! I will never let you leave here alive today! Even if you don't learn martial arts from me, you have to stay and cook for me do the laundry!"
An Yuan finally stopped and looked at Han Changsheng silently. Han Changsheng held his head upright and let him look at him.
After a while, An Yuan turned and walked back.
Han Changsheng followed happily: "Are you willing to stay?"
An Yuan said expressionlessly, "Will you let me go?"
Han Changsheng immediately shook his head: "Don't let go!"
An Yuan sneered.
Walking back to the bamboo forest, An Yuan said, "Have you lived in the bamboo forest for the past twenty years?"
Han Changsheng nodded: "Yes."
An Yuan looked around suspiciously: "Where is the residence?"
Han Changsheng was taken aback. Where do you live? That's right, he can't eat and sleep in the open, he needs a house!
Seeing An Yuan staring at himself with obvious doubts, Han Changsheng hurriedly raised his chest and said, "The wind was so strong a few days ago that it blew down my previous bamboo house. You came just in time to help me build a new one. Bamboo house."
An Yuan: "..."
The sky was gloomy, and it looked like it was going to rain soon, so Han Changsheng didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately started to build the bamboo house. An Yuan was injured and it was not convenient for him to move around, so Han Changsheng had to cut the bamboo and move it here, and An Yuan helped him do some bamboo work.
The work of building a bamboo house is not cumbersome. The two cooperated and quickly built a simple bamboo house.
Han Changsheng got into the bamboo house, lay down on the bed made of banana leaves, and stretched comfortably. After going through a series of things like jumping off a cliff, imparting internal strength, robbing people, etc., he was already so tired that he was about to lie down, and now he didn't want to get up as soon as he lay down on the cool bed.
An Yuan got into the bamboo house. It started to rain a little in the evening.
Han Changsheng scratched his head, and said, "It's too late today, so I will reluctantly allow you to sleep in a room with my teacher temporarily. I will build a student room for you tomorrow." He really wanted to kick Xianjun Gou out, but If Mr. Gou got caught in the rain, got cold, got sick, and wasted time, he would be the one who was unlucky.
An Yuan's face was expressionless, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't object.
Han Changsheng still had some wild fruits on his body, and they took out the wild fruits to satisfy their hunger. The sky in the mountains darkened very quickly, from dusk to dark, but in a blink of an eye.
Han Changsheng said: "Master, I will teach you sword skills tomorrow. Let's rest today."
An Yuan still didn't speak, and sat in the corner of the bamboo hut, checking the wound on his body.
Han Changsheng threw a can of Du Yuefei's special wound medicine to him: "Use this to smear the wound, and your wound will heal within three to five days."
An Yuan took his medicine, sniffed it under his nose. But obviously he didn't trust Han Changsheng very much, so he put it aside and didn't use it.
Han Changsheng pouted. Love it or not, don't pull it down.
After tossing and tossing for so long, Han Changsheng was already exhausted. He slept by himself near the door, An Yuan's foot injury was still not healed, he was not afraid that An Yuan would run away in the middle of the night, so he fell asleep with peace of mind.
After lying down for a short time, suddenly the dantian began to burn and hurt again. Han Changsheng immediately suppressed his Tanzhong acupoint, but it was a step too late. This time the attack came too fast, he didn't even have time to suppress it, his true energy began to rush wildly, a hot current rushed to the top of his head, and he had a strong impulse.
Han Changsheng didn't know how to dispatch this impulse at all, and rolled around on the ground in discomfort. Suddenly, he felt a cool, soft body.
Han Changsheng roared in pain, and unconsciously rushed towards the body!
The author has something to say: Thanks to Xueyouye, Zhizhi, Zhuifengwushang, Leiya, Weilan, temperX2, HANI, Yuemingya for the mines and the cute big sister paper for the grenade