"Indeed, you can't do anything openly, but it's very simple to do small things secretly."
After saying that, Hongchenke chuckled and looked at Sun Zhen'e who was sweating profusely, and said with a chuckle:
"Do you want to live?"
"Think! Think!"
Don't look at Sun Zhen'e's fierce fighting, but he is still very cowardly when it comes to his life.
"Inspection of Jiangyun Cave, right?"
"yes!"
"Okay, from today on, you will stay here day and night, and no other monks will be allowed to come near. Do you understand?"
"ah?"
Sun Zhen'e looked up in confusion.
"Don't want to? Then you go..."
"Yes! Yes! I will obey the decree of my senior!"
"Haha, that's pretty much it."
Especially when he laughs, Hongchenke’s voice is so beautiful.
"Uh, isn't this too ostentatious?"
Qingyun tilted his head.
"Swaggering? Why don't you show off after you just blatantly killed Tan Pan? If you want to establish your authority, you need to do it all at once. What does it mean to let the patrol of the Concentration Realm guard the gate? Tomorrow I will let the alchemist of Xingzhi Palace Come here to apologize to you and admit your mistake, and let those blind people think about how many lives I need to spend."
As he spoke, Hongchenke's aura surged, and his invincible sword power cut off a shallow layer of the surrounding grass.
"When have you ever been so kind to me?"
The young master scratched his head and smiled, but his heart felt a little warmer.
"I want to train you to be a stepping stone for Ah Xin in the future."
Hongchenke's words made Qingyun as sick as eating a fly.
Then he quickly went to check Wang Youzhi's injuries. The old boy was simply rough-skinned and thick-skinned. He was just knocked unconscious by Sun Zhen'e's spiritual pressure, so it was nothing serious.
After waking him up, Qingyun apologized to him helplessly.
He had only been back for a few days, and Wangjiacun had already been harassed twice in a row. You can imagine what kind of trouble she faced when Long Fushi was alone in the past.
Thinking of this, Qingyun finally told Sun Zhen'e that if someone came to buy it while he was away, as long as it was not a high-quality spiritual material specially cultivated by Long Fushi, the village chief Wang Youzhi could sell it at his own discretion to avoid more trouble.
"You can't kill one by one, or kill a pair by two, right?"
The young man helplessly spread his hands to the Hongchen customers.
"The iron law has been broken, and times will change."
Hongchenke's answer may seem nonsensical, but it is meaningful.
Qingyun left the matter of handling Tan Pan's body directly to Sun Zhen'e. Anyway, there was a Hongchen guest here, so he was not afraid of the other party getting in the way.
Later, Hongchen Guest even called his names, saying that Sun Zhen'e had just begun to concentrate, and he also understood his own sword intention. He was a good sharpening stone. From now on, he would practice with Qingyun more often. He told me that Sun Zhen'e was full of inner confidence. .
Hongchenke didn't even look at the jade jade spirit sword that was broken into two sections, and threw it directly to Yingwu, whose face was full of pain.
"The spirituality has been lost. If you want it, I will give it to you. It will be a good rare treasure if you forge it again."
"Thank you, senior Chang'an. Thank you, senior Chang'an~"
"Just call me Chang'an~"
Yingwu's flattering smile gave the young master sudden goosebumps.
After arranging everything, Qingyun and the two returned to the student dormitory in Jiangyun Cave.
Overjoyed, Yingwu's back was much straighter than before, and he seemed to be in a trance.
"What happened to Yingwu?"
Hongchenke asked curiously.
"It's nothing, I just feel like Yingwu has changed a lot since we haven't seen each other in just a few years."
"Didn't you just say that he is still a flatterer?"
The young man smiled, and the guest from Hongchen said softly:
"As your practice deepens, time in the future will no longer be measured by the sun and the moon, and changes will become less and less."
"That's too boring."
"Isn't it interesting to see the changes in life?"
The two of them were chatting, but they happened to be bumped into by Alian who had just returned.
"Yunlang, are you back so early?"
Like a furry cat, she stood on tiptoes to stay away from Hongchen Guest, walked around Qingyun and took his arm.
"Well, it's okay to go for a walk in the fields. Why are you so early?"
"Hey, Brother Feng and my friends in Hanchan Cave have already gotten together and are going to have a drink, so I'll be back alone first."
"Hey, I beat someone up yesterday, so I feel better today?"
"This guy shamelessly calls others brothers. Most demon cultivators are straightforward and can't show off their face. So let him go."
The little fox couldn't help curling his lips, but his eyes were full of smiles.
"Haha, by the way, didn't Brother Feng say he was going to Yuquan Cave to set up a stage and sit in the village?"
"He said that he was alone and weak, so he planned to call some of his younger brothers from the Second Young Master's Gang to come over and establish a Zhijingdong Tiantian branch of the Second Young Master's Gang here."
Phew~
This is indeed in line with the second young master's style.
"Haha, he and his eldest brother Yao Dingyi are completely different."
Hongchen Guest also smiled lightly after hearing this.
"Yao Dingyi? Have you seen him?"
"Well, I've naturally met the eldest son of General Zhi, the first choice for the future successor of the Demon Sheng Sect."
"Then what kind of person is he?"
Qingyun instantly became interested.
"Mature, steady, unsmiling, and the most talented person I have ever seen in my life."
Hongchenke made a simple comment, but to get such affirmation from her, one can imagine what kind of peerless genius the other party is, and she went on to say:
"It is said that the two young masters of the Demonic Sect, one is only responsible for bloody battlefields, and the other is only responsible for eating, drinking and having fun. Do you think there is a big difference?"
"Haha, Brother Feng is such a bastard."
"I think he is giving up on himself. Why is my brother so good?"
The little fox pouted.
"It is said that like father, like son, but whether it is Yao Dingyi or Yao Pofeng, both of them seem to have only inherited a certain aspect of Yao Shengtian. Even Yao Dingyi, who is as stable as a mountain, wants to overcome all obstacles in the future and win the victory. All competitors still have a long way to go before taking over the Demon Sect."
Hearing this, Qingyun seemed to remember that Yao Qishang had mentioned it to him.
No matter what, the liquor brewed by the eldest brother is sweet and sweet, but he himself is not greedy for alcohol. The military style is very disciplined, and no generals dare to disobey orders.
Apart from treating his relatives and friends like them, he is completely a tough guy.
Comparing this with Yao Pofeng, who has a mean look and a smooth tongue, Yao Dingyi's personality becomes clear.
Hongchenke continued to talk:
"According to the current situation, only Xu Jingyang, the direct disciple of Shenhuatian Sect Leader Wu Renfu, has the chance to catch up with him in Kyushu."
"Blazing Cold Sword, Xu Jingyang."
Qingyun chanted this name repeatedly.
"It is said that he is good at wielding giant swords, and his moves are like ice and fire. They are weird and unusual but very powerful. Although he has been practicing for a long time, he has accumulated a lot of experience. He is all about fierce power. Confucianism and Taoism are popular, and he pays attention to the combination of hardness and softness. Breaking out of the siege in the sky is extremely extraordinary."
Qingyun has never even heard of the names of these masters, but just like when he first heard about the so-called Four Immortal Masters, he also yearned for them. When he succeeds in cultivation in the future, he will definitely have the opportunity to get to know them.
"What about you? Do you feel you are inferior to the two of them?"
"Haha, I'm a woman and I don't like to be competitive."
"Tch, that's not a hostile environment."
The young master couldn't help but curl his lips and complained secretly.
But at this point, he suddenly became suspicious again and asked:
"By the way, Chang'an, why did you have to let me understand your invincibility in the previous battle against Sun Zhen'e?"
"Because I found that the sword intention has sprouted in Luo Yun's sword, although it is only a prototype."
The young master nodded, Lao Shitou had also said this to him, but what Hongchenke said made Qingyun fall into deep thought again.
"However, I feel that Luo Yun's sword is all cunning and tricky. If this continues, not only will the sword's intention be difficult to achieve, but even your sword's heart will go into a misunderstanding. This is not the so-called sword's deviant approach, but its deviance."
Alian wanted to retort, but then she thought that Hongchenke seemed to have said these words for Yunlang's benefit, so she closed her open mouth again.
After a while, Qingyun took a deep breath, raised his head and asked:
"Is this the real reason why you smashed Luo Yunjian in the first place?"
"Well...and...forget it..."
With a chuckle, Hongchenke nodded and shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking of.
"Thank you."
"I also want to thank you. 'Every tree, tree, bamboo, or stone can be used as a sword.' This is the true 'principle of swords'!"
Qingyun nodded silently.
After bidding farewell to "old aunt", the young master's day's study came to an end again.
He has an indifferent and leisurely temperament. If the hatred of killing his father and massacring the village hadn't pushed him forward, maybe Qingyun would have chosen to stay in the mountains and wilderness all his life.
The cold winter wind is blocked by the door of the house, and the beautiful woman has prepared food and wine to warm the stomach. In the hazy shadow of drunkenness, it is all about peace and contentment after sunrise and sunset.
Looking at Long Fushi who was placing bowls and plates, A Lian who was carefully guiding Yao Mengxun, and the four of them sitting around the round table, Qingyun suddenly felt that the word happiness had never been so close to him.
"How many people ask for it but don't get it, but they don't know it's so close."
"Why are you unhappy, Xiaoyun'er?"
With a keen eye, Yao Mengxun immediately noticed Qingyun's depression.
"I think it would be better if the eldest sister is here."
"Definitely."
She grasped Qingyun's hand gropingly and said firmly.
"You also read a book today?"
"I've been 'listening' to it all day~ Sister Fu Shi's voice is so beautiful, like a dream, almost like a dream~"
Seeing Yao Mengxun's excited look, Qingyun suddenly thought of something, but was interrupted by the little fox:
"Hehe, we also have Sister Long now, who will be bigger then?"
At this time, Alian still wore the phoenix feather hairpin. Without the white hair and purple eyes, she still had no evil charm at all. She was pure and beautiful like a real saint.
"The eldest sister once said that she has been practicing for more than 180 years, and she feels that she should be older than all of you~"
Qingyun smiled and composed poems and food for Long.
"I'm slightly two years older than Xiaoyun'er, what about you?"
"I don't know my age. I have been sealed in Yiren Mountain since I can remember. It was Yun Lang who saved me. I must be several decades old, right?"
The little fox tilted his head and thought.
"Where are you writing poems? You didn't mention it last time I asked you."
"It seems that I have really wasted a lot of time~"
