The sky is dark, the earth is desolate and lonely.
After hearing Ouyang Ming's answer, Zhanjian breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, the blow against the Venerable was completely worth it. But as soon as he thought of this, his eyes dimmed. He had tried all his life-saving measures, but he still had no clue about the spiritual thing that delayed his vitality. The master of Juejian Peak, his mentor, is running out of time.
Jiang Liuche's eyes flashed with light, and he took a deep look at Burial Sword.
He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The head of the Jiang family, Jiang Liuche, has met Brother Zian." Choosing to discuss friendship with a peer of Zhanjian can be said to have given Ouyang Ming enough face.
Of course, Burial Sword also knew that this was because of Ouyang Ming, so he quickly returned the gift.
The other elders in the Jiang family all focused on Ouyang Ming. After seeing him, they had to say with sincerity: "There is no empty person under the great reputation."
What's more, this sentence couldn't help but pop up in his mind: "Jin Lin is not a thing in the pond." This kind of evaluation has reached the extreme. It can be said that anyone who has met Ouyang Ming can see him. If you have the ambition of Kunpeng in your heart, it is only a matter of time before you transform into a dragon.
Of course, this is also because everyone knows about his deeds. Otherwise, even if Ouyang Ming is among the best, he would not be recognized by so many people at the same time.
Although fame is illusory, it can still play many unexpected roles in certain special moments. If Jiang Yunkai had known how powerful Ouyang Ming was, he would not have been able to deal with it with such an attitude.
Jiang Liuche waved his sleeves and turned his attention to Ouyang Ming. His voice was flat and calm: "I met Jiang Yunkai on the way."
Ouyang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he remained silent. Both of them are smart people. It is enough to mention some things a little bit, but it is not good to say them out loud.
Of course he understood what Jiang Liuche meant, and he had a better understanding of the Jiang family's way of doing things.
As for the venerable blood dragon clan, both parties had a tacit understanding not to mention it.
Jiang Liuche knew that since He Jian had broken through the Venerable, this blood dragon must have been killed by the sword, but Ouyang Ming really didn't take it to heart.
After chatting for a while, these dozen masters flashed away and fled away.
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In the Jiang family, everything is as before. There are many pavilions and pavilions, standing on the earth in an attitude of overwhelming all directions.
On this day, thousands of Jiang family disciples stood under the totem, looking up at something from time to time, with anticipation in their eyes. In particular, some women were dressed up beautifully and competed with each other. They gathered together in twos and threes and whispered something. Their faces were all crimson, as pink as peach blossoms, which was sultry.
"Huh? The family leader and his party are really coming back today?" A young man in white looked back and asked in a low voice.
"It's natural. I heard that Master Yu will come to the Jiang family as a guest." someone replied.
"Hmph, of course we know this kind of thing, otherwise why are we gathering here? Isn't it just to catch a glimpse of Master Yu and see if we can get a little bit of the divine power?" A man with scars on his face said The old man snorted coldly.
As soon as the voice fell, a man in white walked slowly, surrounded by Jiang family elders.
He has a handsome face, long hair flowing behind his back, exuding strong confidence, and a very powerful aura. Who is he if he is not Ou Yangming
The supposedly noisy square unexpectedly became quiet, and all eyes fell on Ouyang Ming, following his steps.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming became the only focus of the audience. He was a genius and a disciple of the Tao.
It wasn't until he saw him entering the Jiang family gate and his figure disappeared that someone took two deep breaths of cold air and said in a deep voice: "Oh my God, this kind of aura makes me almost breathless. It feels worse than ever." Is Jiang Daozi’s aura still strong?”
"Nonsense? Can Daozi of the Jiang family force the Venerable Blood Dragon to defend with all his strength? And the tiger's mouth was shattered?" This sentence was immediately recognized by most people. In the Great Ruins, the strong are respected and worshiped. The habit has been integrated into the blood.
Especially some Jiang family women, the burning light in their eyes seems to be able to melt ice.
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There is a small lake deep in the Jiang family's backyard, with blue water.
Jiang Qingcheng was sitting by the small lake, her smooth and white feet soaked in the water, her beautiful face reflected in the water. She smiled charmingly and giggled: "This little girl is so beautiful! Look, she is as light as a willow tree." Ye's shy eyebrows, her smart eyes, her smiling dimples, her thin lips, she looks like a little fairy, amazing!" She praised herself without hesitation.
After looking at the reflection in the water for a while, those talking eyes looked at Xiaoman beside him.
Before he said anything, he smiled and said, "Xiaoman, do you think I'm pretty?"
Xiao Man ignored him and concentrated on carving the wood carving.
Xiao Nizi was not angry, and joked: "Yes, Xiaoman is still young and doesn't know what is beautiful or not. Alas, life is so lonely as snow!" She deliberately showed a vicissitudes of life expression and sighed.
As she spoke, she swayed her feet, and the beautiful figure reflected in the water rippled away with the blue waves. She flipped her wrist and took out an uneaten cucumber from her sleeve.
Seeing that Xiaoman refused to answer, a flash of intelligence appeared in her eyes, and she muttered while chewing: "Uncle Yu is coming back today, why don't you go outside and wait for him?"
After listening to these words, Xiaoman finally had a wave of excitement in his eyes. He carefully put away the carving knife in his hand and asked, "Why don't you go?"
Jiang Qingcheng covered her mouth and muttered: "I want to find out why you didn't go, otherwise I would have gone long ago."
A rare trace of confusion flashed in Xiaoman's eyes, and he was silent for a long time. After a while, he found the flaw in Jiang Qingcheng's words and said softly: "I am always called Brother Yu. If you call me that, you are a generation younger than me. "
After hearing this, Jiang Qingcheng's attention was successfully diverted by Xiaoman, and a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.
After thinking about it, he opened his teeth lightly, glared fiercely and looked full of momentum, and said: "Huh, I'm happy, you can't control it!"
"I don't want to worry about it!" Xiaoman's face was calm and his speech was neither urgent nor slow, but the confusion deep in his eyes could not be dissipated.
Jiang Qingcheng was anxious. Although she was a few years older than Xiao Man, she really couldn't beat Xiao Man in a quarrel. He gnawed clean the cucumber in his hands in a few times, swayed his feet, stood up slowly, patted the dust on his body, and said: "Humph, forget it if you don't want to go, I will go by myself!" As he said that, he stepped on the sandalwood. He ran up the wooden steps and ran away.
Xiaoman glanced at the blue waves rippling in the water and whispered: "Brother, after you come back this time, you have to leave, right?"
After sitting for a while, he returned to the small courtyard and began to temper his spiritual energy. He is already a spiritual being with astonishing power. Every time he strikes his palm, the air in front of him will be extremely compressed, turning into an extremely condensed white dot that explodes with a bang. Even the air will sound like a sonic boom, fast and hard. At this age, it can be said that it is rare to achieve this level. Punch and kick, one after another, until sweat broke out from every pore of his body, Xiaoman stopped.
Looking into the distance, he murmured to himself: "If Brother Yu wants to leave Daxu, can I leave?"
This was the reason for the confusion in his eyes. He was very distressed. Before, he would have left without hesitation, but now, with the foundation slowly being built up, he could also see that the Jiang family wanted to win over him. As long as he stays, the Jiang family's cultivation resources will definitely be tilted towards him. If nothing unexpected happens, He Jian will stand by his side, so that he can grow quickly.
Although he knew that all this was because of his brother Ouyang Ming, this did not prevent him from taking advantage of the situation.
Of course, the more important thing is that he doesn't want to leave.
Because there is grandpa's aura in the ruins, but not outside.
While he was thinking about it, the door to the courtyard was pushed open by Ouyang Ming.
The complicated thoughts in Xiaoman's mind were instantly dispersed, and his face lit up with joy. Without any hesitation, he stepped on the ground and rushed out like a cannonball, crashing into Ouyang Ming's arms with great force.
Ouyang Ming swayed, squatted down, flicked his forehead lightly, and joked: "It's like this every time. If I were weaker, I would probably be knocked to pieces by you and my body would collapse."
Xiaoman smiled, his throat moved slightly, but he stopped talking.
"Are you worried?" Ouyang Ming saw his expression and asked softly.
"Brother, I don't want to leave Daxu." Xiaoman gritted his teeth and said it.
"Have you thought about it?" Ouyang Ming asked.
"I've thought about it." Xiaoman nodded and continued: "I have lived in this land for six years. It smells like grandpa, and I can't bear to leave. Besides, I want to get back what belongs to me."
Ouyang Ming gave Xiao Man a meaningful look and said coldly: "If the hatred in your heart is not dissipated and the Taoist heart is entangled with demonic thoughts, you will never be able to take back what belongs to you. Instead, you will lose your way." ,Lopsided."
"I know!" Xiaoman was very stubborn and nodded.
Ouyang Ming sighed secretly and shook his head: "You are too young and should not have such a burden on your shoulders."
Xiaoman's expression dimmed, he lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry." There was only one person in the world who could make him say this, and that was Ouyang Ming. As for He Jian, the most it can do is make Xiaoman feel guilty, but no matter what, it is impossible to say it to his face.
"You have not apologized to anyone. You should be as straight as a pine tree and upright. Don't say these words again."
Xiaoman looked stubborn and refused to speak.
He knew in his heart that if he hadn't met Ouyang Ming, he wouldn't be alive now. I'm afraid he would have become food for the aliens, and not even his bones would be left. How should I put it, although Xiaoman is young, he has clear love and hate and is always consistent.
Seeing Xiaoman like this, Ouyang Ming took a breath of air and said leisurely: "Forget it, since you have made a decision, all I can do is pave the way for you. This road is very difficult. You are sure to go on it." ?”
"Hmm..." After hearing this, Xiaoman's eyes flashed and he nodded gently.
Ouyang Ming did not persuade him any more. Everyone has the right to choose the path he will take in the future. Since Xiaoman has already made his choice, it is redundant to talk about it. The only thing he can do is to pave the way for Xiaoman to avoid the challenges he will face in the future. There are fewer dangers. As for the rest, he has to rely on himself.
"Let's go inside first, it's cold outside." Ouyang Ming shook his head and said softly.
The two of them walked into the house slowly, one behind the other.