In the market center of Hongfen Town, no one is fighting anymore.
Return to peace and calm.
Ling Zhen put away the sword cultivator, and the fire spirit returned to his body, leaping gracefully to Lin's face again.
As soon as they stood still, two divine generals, Ji Du and Luo Hu, knelt on one knee in front of the young man. Luo Hu, the flesh divine general, was extremely respectful. With a confident expression on his face, he said loudly: "Master, the enemy is dead. Mission accomplished successfully!"
Ling Zhen curled his lips quickly, waved impatiently, and said: "You see, you see, I'm not blind. Okay, good job, then go back to the fair-weather ruins, remember to call again next time When you are here, come out and stop being so procrastinating. Do you understand? If you understand, just get out of here."
"Yes, Master!"
The two great protectors of the village, the wine-meat generals, who had no merit, shouted in unison, and immediately, they both escaped into the wine-meat ruins bracelet on Ling Xiaoxiao's wrist.
You can start drinking and eating meat all day long again, having an unfettered and happy time.
After the general disappeared, Ling Zhen, whose robe had been torn with many holes, breathed steadily and walked slowly to Shang Zhengqi's body.
He bent down and quickly peeled off the green robe "Qing Emperor" from the body of the headless corpse. He shook it out a few times and whispered to himself: "With this, it will be easy to handle." ”
Then he put the Qing Emperor's robe into the ring on his finger and kept it properly.
Suddenly he remembered something, turned his head and looked at the heroic woman who was still standing there without moving much - Dongfang Nalan, who was wearing a snow velvet jacket.
"Hey, Dongfang girl, what's wrong? Are you stupid?"
After Ling Zhen got the green robe, he didn't come close. He just stood a distance away and greeted with a smile, "You have nothing to do here. Let's go. Everyone goes back to their homes and goes to school with their mothers."
Dongfang Nalan didn't seem to have recovered from the battle just now. He remained silent and stood there in a daze.
Ling Zhen was helpless, so he stepped closer and came to the woman in the snow coat. He smiled slightly and asked in a gentle and calm tone: "Miss Dongfang, I guess you have no intention of fighting with me anymore." Bar?"
Dongfang Nalan looked at Ling Zhen with extremely complicated eyes. In his eyes, there was anger and dissatisfaction, jealousy and envy, and even a trace of appreciation. It was wonderful.
But she had no room to refute what Ling Zhen said.
I really have no idea of fighting with him anymore!
In the battle just now, Ling Zhen controlled the flaming knight Dharma to fight with the green-shirted sword cultivator Zhengqi. Dongfang Nalan watched the battle, dumbfounded.
I can't figure out why this young man in green robe, who is similar to himself in age, has such extraordinary magical powers and powerful combat power? Why can't I do this even if I live or die?
"Hey, what are you talking about? Why are you so stunned? Did you get a bruise or something?"
Just when Ling Zhen was really curious and waved his right hand in front of the Dongfang girl, trying to get her to speak, the snow-white Dongfang Nalan suddenly became excited and called behind Ling Zhen: "Dad!"
"Haha, just call me 'Gandie'. There's no need to call me dad directly."
Ling Zhen subconsciously took advantage of the situation and immediately realized that something was not right. There must be someone behind him, so he hurriedly turned around and looked behind him.
I saw two extremely tall men walking slowly towards this direction in that direction.
One is middle-aged and the other is young.
The middle-aged man wore a snow-colored robe, with a majestic and majestic air. He was a man that Ling Zhen rarely saw, who was not inferior to his father Ling Pu in terms of appearance.
Even if the gods come to the mortal world, I'm afraid it's nothing more than this!
The young man accompanying him seemed to be about thirty years old. He was dressed in white and had no beard. His beauty and demeanor were astonishing, and his handsome features were like a figure from a fairy painting.
Ling Zhen's clothes were in tatters and he looked rather embarrassed. He looked at the man who was so handsome that he was rare in the world. He subconsciously and secretly compared it with him. He sincerely felt that he was inferior to him and felt ashamed.
Dadi has the greatest face, and the young master of Shenshan Villa has always been very face-conscious.
Today this is really an exception.
Although it was difficult to admit it personally, Ling Zhen still believed that this young man in white with an extremely handsome face and an immortal appearance was the pinnacle of the most beautiful men he had ever seen in his life.
It’s still the kind that cannot be higher!
Whether it is facial features or overall temperament, whether at a rough or a close look, in every aspect, he is superior to himself at this time, and much stronger.
The two men in white robes and white clothes had already approached, and Dongfang Nalan, who was wearing a snow-colored velvet jacket, also ran over quickly.
After arriving in front of the middle-aged man in white robe, the woman, who was tall and tall but still half a head shorter than him, lowered her head slightly and said softly: "Dad, you are here."
The burly middle-aged Ru nodded, with a thick and powerful voice, and said in a deep voice: "Nalan, if you run around again in the future, dad won't take you with him next time he goes out."
At this time, Ling Zhen already understood very clearly who the snow-robed man in front of him was.
One of the top ten masters of the Hanlanzhou human race, the master of Shipojing Mountain—Dongfang Xiuwu!
This person has pursued martial arts all his life, and with the purest and most pure word "wu", he has reached the eighth level of the great realm.
Sitting on the "Xing Physique" which is immortal and can be regenerated especially after decapitation, due to losing half a punch in the martial arts competition in the early years, he willingly gave up the title of "God of War" to Ling Pu, the King of the Shenyuan Domain of the Splendid Dynasty, not coveting any false fame. .
A snow-capped mountain is rock-breaking, and nearly half of the continent has gathered martial arts. It is rich in spirituality and has unparalleled energy. Anyone who practices on the top of the mountain will increase their cultivation by leaps and bounds.
As the owner of the mountain, Dongfang Xiuwu would never excessively obstruct the monks who came up the mountain to absorb spiritual energy.
As long as the plot is not too extreme and the impact is not too bad, it will be fine if you get some luck and go down the mountain, and you will not be held accountable.
It can be said that he is the number one "martial arts rich man" who is extremely generous and not stingy!
This is the specific reason for the saying that has always been widely circulated, "The way of martial arts leads to the East."
There was once a person who was good at observing people's opinions. He once made a statement that was quite exaggerated, but it was almost recognized by the monks.
That is, if Hanlan Continent loses the Shipo Jingshan Mountain and dies that Eastern martial arts cultivator, then the martial arts energy of the entire human race will, conservatively estimated, be reduced by at least 30 to 40%!
The name Dongfang Xiuwu has long been heard by Ling Zhenlai, the son of the human warrior god Ling Pu. He has heard it so many times that even if he has Alzheimer's disease, he will probably remember it.
However, today, for the first time, I saw the true face of Ling Zhen, the young master of Shenshan Villa, but he was still impressed by the domineering aura of the Lord of Dongfang Mountain.
In the past, just hearing about it made me fascinated by it.
When we met today, I was convinced that I did not admire the wrong person!
Such top heroes with unparalleled majesty and extraordinary valor can only be counted on the fingers of one's fingers in the vast expanse of the vast continent.
He is worthy of his reputation. He is truly a legendary figure who can be mentioned over and over again by his father.
The young man Ling Zhen, who was full of enthusiasm, did not care about the tattered robes on his body at the moment, and took the initiative to walk quickly to the front.
Then Ling Zhen stood in front of the middle-aged man in white robes who was taller than him. He bowed and clasped his fists respectfully, made a big salute, and said bluntly: "Junior has met Uncle Dongfang! I have admired his name for a long time, and today I finally came to terms with it, and I have no regrets in my heart.”
The middle-aged man, who was all white and had a majestic air, was a little puzzled. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you..."
Dongfang Nalan, a woman in a snow coat standing beside him, helped Ling Zhen to report to his family, "Dad, his name is Ling Zhen, and he is the son of Ling Pu of the Divine Mountain Villa."
Dongfang Xiuwu, the father of Dongfang Nalan, was surprised when he heard these words, and suddenly became excited. He hugged the shoulders of the junior Ling Zhen and asked excitedly: "Are you really the master of Lingzhen?" Son?!"
Ling Zhen naturally nodded in agreement.
Dongfang Xiuwu opened his arms, with a big smile on his face. His expression was no longer calm and intimidating, but he looked very approachable.
He looked around Ling Zhen carefully, making the latter feel a little embarrassed.
After all, Ling Zhen knew that after experiencing the fight between him and Qingtan Swordsman just now, his current posture could not be called handsome.
This battle-scarred appearance, with his green robe damaged and his clothes disheveled, indeed looked embarrassing, and even somewhat embarrassing to the Ling family.
"Why is my nephew dressed a little..."
Before Ling Zhen could speak, Dongfang Xiuwu, the master of Shi Po Jing Mountain, couldn't help but ask.
Ling Zhen smiled awkwardly, and then told everything that happened after entering this pink town from beginning to end.
This included how he had a conflict with Dongfang Nalan, how he was assassinated by Shang Zhengqi, causing his robe to be torn apart by the sword energy, and other things. Without any reservation, he told his uncle Dongfang, whom he had always respected.
After hearing this, Dongfang Xiuwu looked a little serious. He coughed deeply, frowned, turned his head, and looked at his daughter.
The latter fell silent for a moment, obviously frightened by his father's majesty. He was as stiff as a chicken, not daring to say a word or even speak out.
Master Shi Po Jingshan was soft-hearted in the end and let his daughter go. He sighed slightly, then turned to Ling Zhen and said: "This daughter of mine has been pampered since she was a child. She has been spoiled by me and her mother. She is too domineering and willful. , do whatever you want! You know you are nothing, but you always imagine that you are some kind of heroine in the world, alas. As a father, I must apologize to my virtuous nephew for my daughter..."
"Hey, uncle, please don't do this!"
Ling Zhen quickly straightened Dongfang Xiu's body, which was bent over and bowed to him, unwilling to accept such irregular etiquette from his senior.
Seeing her distinguished father apologizing for herself, Dongfang Nalan, as a daughter, buried her head deeply and did not raise it up at all. She felt ashamed and uncomfortable.
Ling Zhen took a few glances at the kind-looking woman in the snow-coated coat, feeling quite relieved. He smiled sincerely, waved his hand magnanimously, and said with a smile: "Since the matter is over and everything has been said, there is no need to say anything more." Yes, we are all a family."
Dongfang Xiuwei gave his junior a thumbs up sincerely and praised: "My nephew is really broad-minded and worthy of being the beloved son of Master Ling of Shenshan Villa!"
Ling Zhen felt the compliments, laughed for a while, and asked curiously: "I wonder why Uncle Dongfang came to Hongfen Town? It's so far away, why?"
Dongfang Cultivator smiled casually and turned his head to look at the young man in white standing next to him. The old mountain master looked pleasant and explained to Ling Zhen: "About half a year ago, I communicated with Master Ling. After that, we talked about some dates and plans. The purpose of my trip down the mountain is to go to the Shenshan Villa to pay a visit to my father. If possible, I hope to have a 'competition between the second generation' at the mountain villa..."
After hearing this, Shenyuan Crown Prince Ling Zhen raised his eyebrows, somewhat unexpectedly, and immediately shouted: "Huh?"
