The demon dragon who was so drunk finally fell into a deep sleep, and Ye Qingxuan sat alone across from him, watching this old man in silence.
After some investigations, Ye Qingxuan was sure to heal the magic dragon's injury again. Although his dantian was destroyed, but [Small Wuxiang Gong] has the cultivation method of the twelve heavenly palaces, it is completely possible to replace the dantian with the other eleven extreme points. .
[Small Wuxiang Gong] Now it is the secret of the Kunwu faction, non-core members of the sect are not allowed to practice it, and Ye Qingxuan does not intend to teach this martial art to the other party, but this martial art can be mixed with "Savage Beast Picture" "The different spells on it are tattooed on the body of the magic dragon.
Ever since seeing the strength of the "ancestral beast" Banbang, Ye Qingxuan once again paid attention to this foreign art. If it can be combined with the Central Plains martial arts, a new martial arts category may be born, and the effect will not be lower than "Ancestral Beast" Bambang.
Ye Qingxuan's heart is hot, and this magic dragon can be used as a research object to perform this strange art.
However, if after the success, the magic dragon still hates his group, then the gain outweighs the loss.
After thinking for a long time, Ye Qingxuan let out a long sigh until the sun broke, and ordered the store to hire a carriage, and directly transported him back to a house not far from the imperial city.
This was originally the residence of Huang Minglang, the admiral of the former Navy Division. Later, Huang Minglang's identity as a disciple of Tianji Pavilion was exposed, and he took refuge in Fengyi Pavilion. This residence was confiscated, and finally it was given to the Kunwu Sect, which became the stronghold of the Kunwu Sect in the Southern Dynasty court. .
Now that Chu Lingxu is finally willing to leave Kunwu Mountain, he has already led several senior disciples to Wolong Island. Only the second disciple Feng Qingyan and the seventh disciples stay here temporarily. It won't take long until the houses on Wolong Island are completed. People will also go to Wolong Island together to participate in this rare martial arts event in a century.
"Master Uncle is back?" The person guarding the gate today is Lu Yundong, one of the most outstanding disciples of the three generations. The dull childishness on his face back then has long been replaced by maturity and competence.
Now, as a gold medal headhunter among the six gates of the Southern Dynasty, Lu Yundong has an imposing weapon, with arms of a tiger and a waist of a tiger, with two swords, one long and one short behind his waist. The black and white characters all raised their thumbs up and praised "good guy".
Even though the world of martial arts is precarious, heroes emerge in large numbers, and Lu Yundong is now ranked thirteenth in the "Perfect Earth Ranking".
When Ye Qingxuan saw this senior nephew who was older than himself, he smiled and said jokingly: "Now you are a member of the Gongmen, and if you have nothing to do, you always come to the master's gate to stand guard and let your arresters see , aren't you afraid of losing your official authority?"
Lu Yundong scratched the back of his head, chuckled, and said, "I'm not on duty among the six sects today, and the Wolong Island Martial Arts Conference is about to be held, and both black and white powerhouses will meet. Come here to gather with your brothers and sisters."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, and said: "Don't underestimate that, be careful that people from the Demon Sect take the opportunity to make trouble... Besides, Xiangyang Mansion is located in the upper reaches of the river, and many people from rivers and lakes want to go to Wolong Island by big boat from here. Just pay more attention."
"Nephew understands." Lu Yundong bowed his hands in salute, extremely respectful.
"Oh, that's right." Ye Qingxuan pointed to the carriage behind him, and said with a smile: "There is a friend of mine in it, who drank too much, you can find two people to lift him out...well, just carry him to the bathroom, give him He washes up, looks for a suit of clothes...extra-large."
"Of order." Lu Yundong was full of doubts, he didn't know what kind of distinguished guests needed to be specially explained by the little uncle, and he would not be sent to the room, but let them be washed first.
Ye Qingxuan strode into the mansion, looking for the second senior brother Feng Qingyan.
Lu Yundong walked to the front of the car, and when he lifted the curtain, a smell of bad wine and the smell of sweat from not taking a bath for many years came over his face, which almost knocked him down.
Good guy!
Lu Yundong's expression changed drastically, and he backed away in shock.
After many years of handling the case, even the rotting corpses could not make him change color in shock. Unexpectedly, he finally met his opponent today.
I saw a very majestic big man, unkempt, sleeping soundly.
Lu Yundong bared his teeth and was worried about which two juniors would take action and he would bear the consequences of being blackmailed and scolded. There was a burst of laughter from the street. Fat and thin Qian Yunzhong and Hu Yunzheng came along the way, fighting and making trouble.
Seeing a carriage parked in front of the mansion, Ma Yunyong laughed and waved: "Brother Yundong, is there anyone coming to visit?"
Lu Yundong teased a smile, and stopped: "It turns out that they are the four heroes of Kunwu Mountain. It just so happens that the little uncle just came back, and there was an order for you to help carry his friend in..."
"Little uncle is back!?"
"Great, little uncle..."
As soon as Ye Qingxuan returned to the mansion, the eyes of the four people lit up, they all exclaimed in unison, and rushed into the mansion with their legs raised.
"Hey!" Lu Yundong yelled loudly, and yelled violently: "Four heroes, don't play tricks on me, and do your best to handle things quickly. You have neglected the distinguished guests, and be careful that my uncle will punish you."
Qian Yunzhong groaned, and said, "What are you doing, Senior Brother Yundong, you will crush people to death when you are old. The four of us have been exhausted all day, and we still don't let you rest."
Ma Yunyong and Hu Yunzheng nodded again and again, but Lin Yuncong stood aside with a smile on his face.
Lu Yundong laughed, and said: "It's really my uncle's guest, you four are good waiters, maybe when my uncle is happy, I will teach you some special skills."
The eyes of the four people lit up at the same time, Ma Yunyong slapped his thigh, and said: "It's still a good idea, brother. It just so happens that I have a lot of questions to ask recently. Don't worry, this distinguished guest will be entrusted to the four of us."
Lu Yundong almost laughed out loud, said "Mm" with a stern face, and ordered: "Then quickly carry it in, this distinguished guest has drunk too much wine and is sleeping soundly, the little uncle ordered, go directly to the bathroom to freshen up, and look for it." Put him in an 'extra large' suit... I'm going to guard the portal."
"Respectfully send off senior brother." The four of them bowed to the end, with all the courtesy.
Lu Yundong hastily hid far away, and the four laughed and went straight to the carriage.
A moment later, there was a burst of screams, which startled the birds in the mansion to fly.
"Senior brother Lu...you are so fucking bad, vomit..."
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In a simple room, Feng Qingyan sat in front of the desk, looking at a painting in his hand with a gentle expression on his face.
In the painting, a gentle woman is pulling a three-year-old child. The smiles of the mother and child are very sweet.
When Ye Qingxuan walked into the house, Feng Qingyan didn't lift his head, and kept stroking the faces of mother and child and children with his fingertips.
Ye Qingxuan stepped forward slowly, took a look, and said with a smile: "Is it a family letter from the second sister-in-law? The second sister-in-law has really changed a lot. Since she had a child, she even put down the sword and picked up the paintbrush. From time to time, she draws a picture and sends it to you." you."
Feng Qingyan gestured to the figure of the child in the painting, sighed, and said, "I haven't seen you for two months, and Xing'er has grown taller again."
The son of Feng Qingyan and Tu Jiaojiao is now more than three years old. His grandfather Shentu Zhenyue named him "Zaixing", which is full of ambitions back then.
"How is Senior Qinglong?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
When mentioning his father, Feng Qingyan's face changed, his tone suddenly turned cold, and he said lightly: "The power is exhausted, the essence and blood are lost, relying on the anger input by your eighth brother, I can barely recover the physique of a normal person, but I hope that the mortal will be as good as I am." Longevity is acceptable, but no longer has the vitality of a martial artist... "
"If there is a chance, I can treat seniors again..."
Feng Qingyan waved his hand and interrupted: "He's to blame for everything, so there's no need for junior brother to do so much. Now he and my father-in-law are teasing grandson every day, it's his luck."
Ye Qingxuan was speechless, no more words.
After all, Feng Qingyan's biological mother died because of her father, and she was also a traitor to her sect. The second senior brother hated her father all her life, and now she can accept it because of everyone's persuasion. In the future, when the relationship between their father and son eases up, they will order the diagnosis and treatment by themselves.
Feng Qingyan solemnly collected the painting and placed it on top of a thick stack of letters.
There are all the "love letters" of Feng Qingyan and his wife all the year round, which were properly collected by Feng Qingyan, and each letter was never discarded.
"Are you sure about this martial arts conference?" Feng Qingyan suddenly changed the subject and asked about this martial arts conference, "How did you think of summoning the world's masters to vote for the leader of the martial arts alliance? You know, There are still many stupid people in this world and few smart people, and the majority vote is actually to let the majority of fools decide stupid things."
Ye Qingxuan shrugged his shoulders and said: "The Demon Lord is powerful, so no matter what, we must unite the forces of the martial arts and fight together. I have no choice but to do so."
Feng Qingyan nodded, and said: "But your idea is stupid enough, Sansheng Island, Youlong Gang and Nine Dragon Palace are colluding, I'm afraid it will end up taking advantage of others and trap us in vain."
Ye Qingxuan smiled, poured two cups of tea, gave Feng Qingyan a cup, drank his own cup, and said with a smile: "If this happens, we will start another stove, anyway, there is such a big behemoth Standing in the front, if you want to come to Vimo Guards, you don't have time to deal with us directly... "
Feng Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled self-consciously. "So there is still this plan. I'm afraid that old fox Ji Guanglan had this idea long ago, and the old master would agree to this idea."
Ye Qingxuan smiled without saying a word, but changed the subject and said, "Second Senior Brother, I'm picking up a person today and I need your help..."
"Oh? Who can help?" Feng Qingyan asked in surprise.
After Ye Qingxuan expressed his thoughts, Feng Qingyan nodded, and said: "Enemies should be solved rather than tied. I don't think Molong is an unreasonable person. If you are kind to him, it is equivalent to rebuilding. You are a wolf-hearted dog. , it is not enough to betray us at this time... But if he has any selfish intentions in the future, I will personally take action and wipe out the roots."
With the approval of the second senior brother, Ye Qingxuan himself became more determined in this idea.
So he took out a pen and paper, wrote down the items he needed, handed them to Feng Qingyan, and said: "I have studied the barbarian alien arts, and I have some ideas. Wolong Island, find Duan Laosan again, and complete it. You help me prepare the things here, hurry up and keep secret... "
Quickly glanced at the entry, Feng Qingyan sighed, and said: "The capital is big enough. But with the background of Zhenyue Mountain City, there is no problem with these things..."