Fenyan Shengzong quickly discovered that the suzerain had changed.
In the past, she only cared about two things? One is to practice kung fu, and the other is to urge the young sect master to practice kung fu.
Although she was born with a beautiful appearance, she was very stingy to show this beauty to the outside world, staying in that empty and quiet hall all day long, like a bat living in a nest.
The protector on the right, Qiushuang, is her eyes and mouth, her most caring sibling, who brings her the knowledge and knowledge of the Holy Zong, and conveys the orders of the Suzerain to the Holy Zong.
But now, she took the initiative to walk out of the lair, and began to care about the internal and external affairs of the Burning Flame Holy Sect. Her eagerness is undisguised. If she can immediately increase the strength of the entire Burning Flame Sect, she will not hesitate at all.
Not only that, but Chi Wanwan's attitude towards her biological son changed drastically. She seemed to wake up suddenly, and her motherly feelings were long overdue, and she finally realized that she was too harsh in the past, and became extremely tender.
It seems that this tool, which was just a handy tool for her, has suddenly become a treasure on the tip of her heart.
Maybe it's because... She suddenly realized that this is not only a useful sword for killing people, but also has extraordinary wisdom and talent, which has higher training value.
——She used to be so harsh on Chi Jianxue, but she had already expected in her heart that with this son's talent and temperament, it was absolutely impossible to defeat Chu Tiannan. Only by using the most extreme means to sharpen him into the sharpest knife.
When Yuan Buwei seemed to wake up and showed even more talent than her original body, Chi Wanwan saw the hope of revenge on Chu Tiannan, and she immediately changed her attitude.
Yuan Buwei has been cultivated by Chi Wanwan.
He is allowed to browse through the most precious secrets of magical skills in the sect, and two first-class top masters will protect him at any time. As long as he likes it, he will do whatever he wants.
The maternal love that had been missing for ten years seemed to be completed overnight.
And? Yuan's performance did not disappoint her.
…
It was still snowing, and the sky was miserable.
In the snow, Yuan Buwei had stood for a long time, his hair, silk and robe were dyed white, and the eyelashes covering his eyelids were also covered with a layer of frost.
The qi fluctuations around him became weaker and weaker. Gradually, the whole person seemed to be integrated with the wind and snow, and his spirit and mind merged with the heaven and the earth.
He seemed to have turned into a ray of breeze, a piece of flying snow, and turned into a breath of heaven and earth.
In the next moment, the boy Pingping often stretched out his hand, pointing like a sword, and easily cut a swirling snowflake in half. As he stretched out his hand across the air, it was as natural as splashing ink and painting, and the invisible true energy was drawn and moved, throwing out all the flying snow that was approaching from all around, within a radius of three meters, a piece of clean.
And the snowflakes that were thrown out were not chaotic, they were split into thousands of strands by energy in mid-air, spreading down slowly, like a piece of silver-white fine sand, spreading evenly on the ground lap.
"That's right, the Young Sovereign's control over his true energy is becoming more and more subtle."
In the swirling white snow, this touch of green is particularly conspicuous. The green flying sleeves were like willow branches blowing away the wind and snow, and Qiushuang, the protector on the right, walked over, her eyes full of admiration.
Yuan Buwei gave her a slight nod: "The right protector."
In the past, Chi Wanwan never paid attention to the many important matters of the Burning Flame Sect, and supervised the original body's practice from morning to night. Now, since she is determined to revive the Sacred Sect, she entrusts this task to the most trusted Right Protector On Qiushuang.
In front of Yuan Buwei, Chi Wanwan would not be able to speak his mind. Just to say that the left and right protectors are all first-class top masters. Now it is not for the first time to learn martial arts. Someone needs to be on the side to protect and protect, so as not to go astray.
If he has any needs, he can also go to the Right Protector directly.
Right protector Qiushuang is a strange person
She is the most loyal eagle dog by Chi Wanwan's side, even if Chi Wanwan's order is to let her die, she will not hesitate; in An Yan's description, "She doesn't seem to be from a magic sect, she is simply stronger than those gangsters." Righteous way? You have to be more disciplined." If it comes to the rules of the Holy Sect, who can remember the word for word? I'm afraid even the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall may not be sure, but Qiushuang, the right protector, can definitely do it.
When Chi Wanwan asked her to protect Yuan Buwei, she really stayed close to her. For as long as Yuan Buwei practiced, she stood by and guarded for as long as she could.
She earnestly saluted Yuan Yuan, her voice still unable to hide her exclamation: "The young master's talent is rare, and the martial arts realm has already entered the room in a short period of time. If it is not for the lack of true energy, how can it be? Confronting the masters of the rivers and lakes..." It’s hard for my subordinates to believe it if they didn’t see it with their own eyes.”
Wasn't it Dao?: "Perhaps it's because the Fenyan mental technique is already extraordinary. After all, it is the supreme technique of the Holy Sect."
"No. I also practiced the burning flame mental method. The suzerain of the past and the ancestors of the previous generation had a good cultivation base, and my subordinates are clear." Qiu Shuang shook his head seriously and retorted, "It is the young suzerain and the Tianmai kung fu too much. It fits well, the Young Sect Master should be the holy son of my Burning Flame Sect!"
Facing the overly determined and amazed gaze of the woman in green, it was as if she suddenly discovered something.
He chuckled lightly and said, "Maybe so."
While speaking, something suddenly flew across the sky from behind him, making a strong sound of piercing through the sky.
Yuan didn't turn his head back, his wrist was pulled out from the sleeve, and an invisible real air flow swirled up, dragging the thing across a circle and a half, and landed firmly in his palm.
It was a delicate and small box.
After uncovering it, a box full of snacks was revealed neatly arranged. Each one looks like it has its cuteness, exuding an attractive sweet smell. Yuan Buwei suddenly fell into a difficult choice.
He couldn't help sighing earnestly: "Today I know about the troubles of the emperor's concubine? Palace Sanqian..." Looking at "Xiang Lai Ren", "An Hufa, do you have any good suggestions?"
An Yan actually understood what he meant immediately. After thinking about it, he said equally seriously: "The other young masters have tried it, so why not try the iced pear flower cake that I made for the first time today."
Yuan Buwei happily accepted his suggestion.
Looking at Qiushuang, the protector on the right? His gaze towards An Yan was quite unfriendly, and the words "You are bringing down the young suzerain" were written all over his face. He simply regarded An Yan, the protector on the left, as the chief culprit who tempted the generation of the holy sons of the Holy Ancestor to fall!
Under her murderous eyes, An Yan, who was inexplicably blamed, greeted with a smile:
"Guardian right, it's my turn."
Qiushuang gave him a cold look, and told him: "Left protector, respect yourself." Then she left.
An Yan: "???"
Until she walked a long way, An Yan could still feel the murderous aura on his back.
His expression was inexplicable, with an innocent face: "Could it be that the right protector already knew? On the way of my assassination mission yesterday, I ran to Tianxiang Pavilion to drink flower wine?"
"No, if she knew about it, why wouldn't she report it to the Law Enforcement Hall? This is not in line with her style..."
Reminiscent of the phrase self-respect... His brain hole became bigger and bigger, and the expression on his face gradually became terrified.
...Could it be?... She is greedy for me
Unexpectedly, you are such a right protector!
Then should I refuse, or should I pretend to submit? It seems that it is not bad to make a fake show...
Snapped!
A fistful of ice and snow splashed on his face, interrupting An Yan's fantasy, and the young man's slow voice followed.
"I don't know what you are thinking about, Guardian An, but it's mostly delusional... It's better to seriously consider my suggestion last time, and completely replace the position of Guardian You with the suzerain. At least this is more likely to be realized."
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Hearing this devilish voice, An Yan was startled, and subconsciously clamped his legs.
Suddenly, all thoughts disappeared.
His doubtful eyes fell on the young man's harmless face, and Yuan Buwei asked eagerly: "An Hufa should be here to teach me the mind of the illusion. ? I don’t know where you can rank in today’s arena with your concealment skills?”
Hearing him ask this question, An Hufa immediately forgot other thoughts, and looked proudly: "The young suzerain has got the point. In terms of concealed assassination ability, there are no more than three people in the world who can surpass An. ?."
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An Yan: "...?"
Although he was very angry, but thinking that this was the Young Sovereign, he forced out a ferocious smile: "Don't gossip, I'll teach the Young Sovereign how to practice the Illusion Art..."
An Yan felt that his memory had reached the pinnacle of his life at this time, and even those incomparably perverted tricks and tricks when he was practicing Huanxu Jue many years ago had been fully retrieved from his memory. Enjoy some beatings from seniors...
But several hours later, looking at Yuan Buwei who had memorized all the tips and tricks in just one pass, he once again fell into the situation of doubting life.
Happily (An Yan puts out a row of question marks) The fulfilling days of practice passed like this.
…
The heavy snow on the Tianshan Mountains has never melted all year round, like layers of white snow smeared between the sky and the earth? The past six years have passed by in a flash.
"No, you practiced wrong."
The wind and snow filled the sky, and the clear voice of the young man spread along with the wind and snow: "This footwork pays attention to the fact that the emptiness is real, and the real is illusory, and it is unpredictable. Highlight a word 'magic', like you are already shackles Within the frame…”
Following this sound, the flying snow all over the sky seemed to turn into countless flying swords, flying towards the shadows of people on the snow from various inconceivable angles, each sword pointing directly at its flaws, It forced him to constantly change his figure, sometimes to move forward, sometimes to retreat, and finally a "sword" cut through the skirt of his clothes, and he stopped completely, so embarrassed.
"Hoo..."
An Yan exhaled a long breath of white air, and lowered his head deeply, his voice was both reverent and awed.
"Thank you, Young Sovereign, for your suggestion."
The person in the distance walked over slowly. He was actually hundreds of meters away, controlling Feixue out of thin air with his true energy, and made the unbelievable move just now.
An Yan has long been used to this.
At that time, he was ordered to teach the young suzerain martial arts, but the position between the two changed in less than two years. In the past few years, it was the Young Sovereign who mentioned him most of the time. And this matter, even the Suzerain didn't know about it.
Even if An Yan claims to be the person who knows the details of this young suzerain best now, he still doesn't understand how high his current cultivation level is.
An Yan lowered his head respectfully, he couldn't hear anyone coming? The slightest footsteps, and he didn't even know whether the person was going or staying.
But his posture didn't change at all, if possible? He would even bend his waist deeply.
Maybe other people? They only think that the young suzerain is extremely talented in martial arts, but he is a complete martial idiot. He has been practicing for many years only for revenge, and he is extremely fond of the suzerain. In addition, he is usually a person? Although he is cold but also modest, he is really an excellent person. People who get along well and are also very easy to see through.
Thinking of hearing some people? Behind their backs? Such an argument, An Yan almost wanted to laugh out loud.
These people? The misunderstanding of the young suzerain is too great.
Only An Yan, who was the first to take the initiative to lean on him at the beginning, knew in his heart how unfathomable this young suzerain is.
——In these years, his martial arts? Cultivation by leaps and bounds, the "friends" he has made extensively in the holy sect, and even some things he did when he went out to perform missions at the mountain gate? All came from the instruction of this young suzerain .
Even so, he still felt unpredictable about the young suzerain.
In front of him, An Yan seemed to have become an ordinary person with no self-cultivation? In the middle of the night, he pushed open the door of his house and faced the vast darkness outside the door. Curiosity and fear, exploration and awe surged in my heart together.
Too many secrets bent An Yan's waist deeply. Until the boy's voice faintly rang in his ears, the wind and snow seemed to have dispersed.
"Get ready, I'm going down the mountain."