Bai He was startled and said in surprise, "Little brother, why do you ask this suddenly?"
"I remember I should have seen you before." Ma Hongjun said faintly, his thoughts seemed to go back to the time when his grandfather took him to Qingyang Town when he was three years old.
The first time he went there, he met Shui Bing'er when he was a child. He didn't like playing with children, so he took out colorful stones and smashed them.
This smash created a relationship between the fire phoenix and the ice phoenix.
Perhaps because they were both Phoenix martial souls, he relied on Shui Bing'er for his colorful stones.
Then, Ma Hongjun seemed to see the thin and frail little girl following him and calling him little brother.
Looking at it now, that should be Bai Chenxiang when she was a child, and she should be like him and Shui Bing'er. After the martial arts awakened, her original hair color changed.
Maybe Bai Chenxiang has forgotten it long ago, but Ma Hongjun still remembers it. After all, he is not a real child.
"Who are you?" Bai He looked at Ma Hongjun blankly, a little surprised, as if he had thought of something.
"I remember that there was a little girl following me. Little brother, little brother called me and asked me to play with her. Maybe Miss Bai has forgotten about it a long time ago. After all, it was just a one-time relationship."
Ma Hongjun shook his head and laughed. As he spoke, he placed the iron pot on the campfire. With a move of his right hand, the spatula flew into his hand, followed by the chopped fatty meat, floating quietly in front of him.
"It's you!" Bai He's eyes widened as he remembered.
Zhi!
After a while, Ma Hongjun saw that the iron pot was getting hot, then he threw the pieces of meat in front of him into the pot and started to stir-fry.
Bai He seemed to be lost in memories and said softly, "That year, I took Xiangxiang to Tiandou City to find the old orangutan, and passed by the town you mentioned. After that, for a long time, Xiangxiang pestered me. Let me accompany her to find her little brother. But you are right, Xiangxiang was still young at that time, and it didn’t take long for her to forget about it. "
"I really didn't expect that the person who brought Xiangxiang back from the edge of death after so many years would be the cool little guy back then, haha." Bai He sighed with a little sigh in his voice, and looked at Ma Hongjun with a little more emotion in his eyes. kind.
"I didn't expect that there would still be this fate between you two. Not bad, not bad."
Yang Wudi looked strange and raised his eyebrows at Bai He beside him as he spoke.
"Senior, don't, don't talk about it, it's all trivial things not worth mentioning."
Ma Hongjun lowered his head and stir-fried the meat slices. Inside a pair of high-top Martin boots made of black leather that defended soul beasts, his toes were tight and gripped the ground tightly. He wanted to bury his head directly. Go into the pot in front of you.
Bai He understood in his heart that he no longer held on to this question and asked, "What happened to you next?"
"Later, after my martial soul awakened, I followed the teacher to his Shrek Academy..."
Accompanied by the sizzling sound, an authentic aroma of meat wafted out from the iron pot. Ma Hongjun said while waving his hand to add seasonings to the pot.
Salt, pepper, fennel, cinnamon, etc., followed by chopped vegetables, and elixirs used to nourish qi, blood and spirit, and finally add water and cover the pot.
Seeing Ma Hongjun's skillful movements, Yang Wudi and Bai He didn't know what to say, but they could understand it now.
As far as Yang Wudi and Bai He knew, the Flying Horn was already a seven-ring agility attack type soul saint more than ten years ago, so as long as Flanders doesn't take Ma Hongjun with him, he will go to the area where those powerful ten thousand year soul beasts are located. Chuang, there is no problem in protecting his safety.
In this case, it is no wonder that he became like this.
"I heard from your friend that your name is Ma Hongjun, right?" Bai He asked, not paying attention to the way Ma Hongjun ate in the wild.
The same goes for Yang Wudi, although he can also take his younger disciples to have a picnic like Ma Hongjun.
But the Soul Beast Forest is full of dangers after all, and Ma Hongjun is not his junior disciple, so it's hard for him to say anything.
"Yes, senior." Ma Hongjun said.
Bai He smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, seniors. Since you call me the old gorilla, you can also call me and the old goat the same. What do you think?"
Ma Hongjun glanced at the two of them and did not refuse. He called out politely, "Mr. Bai, Mr. Yang."
While the three of them were talking, the sound of bubbling could be heard from the iron pot on the campfire.
"Is this ready?" Yang Wudi said in surprise.
Ma Hongjun nodded, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, bit it lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the meat was at least seventy or eighty percent cooked. Then he took a mouthful of soup into his bowl and felt that the taste was just right.
A trace of confusion flashed in Yang Wudi's eyes, and he asked, "Ma Hongjun, is there something wrong with your pot? Why does your food cook so fast?"
Ma Hongjun waved his hand and put the noodles prepared aside into the pot, stirred it slightly, covered the pot again, and said casually, "My teacher liked exploring when he was young. He picked up this pot from a ruins. Although It’s not a soul guidance device, but there are soul guidance runes engraved on the bottom of the pot, so it heats up much faster than an ordinary pot, and it’s much more convenient.”
"Forehead!"
Yang Wudi and Bai He looked confused, thinking that even the pot of yours is not an ordinary thing.
"Ma Hongjun, does your teacher still have such a pot? If so, can you sell me some?" Yang Wudi asked, with excitement in his eyes. If he had such a pot, wouldn't it be much easier to refine medicine? Already?
Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, "Teacher, if you have too many blames, you have already shouldered a lot of blame for me, so it doesn't hurt to have one more, right?"
In fact, there are no relics to gain. The soul guidance runes on his iron pot were carved by himself.
"I'm not too sure about this. I'll write to you later and ask. What do you think, Mr. Yang?"
"Okay, okay, thank you, Ma Hongjun."
"Mr. Yang, you're too polite. It's just a little effort."
"By the way, you said before that you knew my grandson. I wonder how he is doing now? Can you tell the old man?"
"Okay, but old man, you have to promise me to listen to me calmly, and I will tell you about Tang Chen's situation."
Yang Wudi took a deep breath, nodded and said, "You say it, old man, I'll listen."
The corner of Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched. Although Yang Wudi was indeed an old man in age, his appearance actually looked similar to Tang Hao, but he still called himself an old man. He didn't know what to say.
On the contrary, it was Bai He, who looked white-haired, but energetic, thin, but very tough, and looked like a senior figure in the world.
Saying that he is an old man not only does not have any sense of disobedience, but also gives people a sense of immortality and moral integrity.
Of course, if you compare him with Sword Dou Luo Chenxin, no matter in terms of mental appearance, temperament, etc., they are far behind. It can be said that there is no comparison at all.
Not long after, the noodles that Ma Hongjun put into the pot were already cooked. The hot steam accompanied by the rich aroma of the braised noodles made people's appetite whet their appetite.
"Two old men, please."
Ma Hongjun gave him, Bai He and Yang Wudi a bowl each.
"No, we have already eaten dry food, you can eat it."
"Eat a little. I can't finish this big pot by myself."
"Isn't there still your sister?"
"My sister has a small appetite, I will bring it to her in a moment."
"Okay, then eat some. You can't let the food go to waste."
Yang Wudi and Bai He moved their throats, found an excuse for themselves, and took the bowls and chopsticks handed over by Ma Hongjun.
In fact, they also saw that when Ma Hongjun made such a big pot, he obviously included them.
"Old man, please take it easy. I'll come as soon as I go."
As he spoke, Ma Hongjun filled a large bowl for Xiao Wu and a large bucket for Er Ming. He took chopsticks and a large spoon and flew towards them.
Yang Wudi and Bai He were stunned for a moment. They looked at the bowls and chopsticks in their hands, and their minds were full of questions. Is this what I just said about your sister's small appetite?
The two of them immediately thought of the two soul beasts. It was probably, probably, maybe, maybe, that Ma Hongjun didn't take them into consideration at all when he was cooking, right?
After a while, Ma Hongjun returned, filled another bowl for the Chongming Bird, placed it on a stone aside, and let it peck at it. Ma Hongjun began to talk while eating.
"Chengzi and I met at Shrek Academy in Tiandou City. At that time, our college was still called Lanba Academy, and the dean was my junior wife Liu Erlong. Chengzi said that because of his mutated martial soul, he and his aunt Privately, he has always been discriminated against by his tribe. But his aunt, Aunt Yuehua, is the sister of the sect leader and Xiaosan’s father. The tribe didn’t dare to talk about her, so they had to take it out on him, and they suffered all kinds of discrimination and ostracism within the tribe.”
Yang Wudi's hand holding the braised noodles shook slightly, and the hand holding the chopsticks clenched even more unconsciously.
"In a blink of an eye, Chengzi turned sixteen. Aunt Yuehua took him out of the clan, and then he entered my master's wife's Lanba Academy. Until last year, our Shrek Academy moved to Tiandou City and merged with Lanba Academy. Merged. Later, my teacher and my uncle Yu Xiaogang discovered him when they were looking through the files of college students."
"You two old men should also know that my uncle Yu Xiaogang is also one of the golden iron triangle. His martial spirit Luo Sanpao is actually similar to Chengzi's martial spirit. It's just that people in the world have misunderstandings and think that they are useless martial arts. Soul. In fact, this is not the case. This can be seen from the fact that the Golden Iron Triangle can summon the Golden Holy Dragon. It is precisely because of this that my teacher and the others have gained a reputation in the world of soul masters..."
"The disciple has the responsibility, and the teacher will carry it."
Ma Hongjun silently muttered to himself, and without hesitation passed the blame for some of the changes caused over the years to Flanders, Yu Xiaogang and others.
"You mean, Xiaochen can practice normally now?" Yang Wudi was completely stunned.
"Yes, Chengzi has now been reborn. The martial spirit is no longer a rusty broken gun, but a silver-white, sharp-edged sky-breaking spear. The current soul power level is level 45."
In fact, Ma Hongjun didn't know that Tang Chen was no longer at level 45, but had reached level 46 after absorbing the soul bone Xiao Wu gave him.
"this?"
"hiss!"
Yang Wudi took a breath and looked extremely shocked. It wasn't that he didn't believe what Ma Hongjun said, but he really didn't expect that his grandson was already a four-ring soul sect.
Bai He couldn't help but glance at his granddaughter, and took a sip of the soup in the bowl to hide his inner shock, and then said, "Ma Hongjun, is the mistress you just mentioned, the son of that person?"
"Yeah!" Ma Hongjun nodded lightly and didn't say much.
Combining the memory of his previous life and Yang Wudi's reaction just now, he felt that it would be better not to mention Tang Hao as much as possible.
"Ma Hongjun, now that you have graduated, what about Xiaochen? Do you know where he went?" Yang Wudi asked, his voice a little low.
However, compared to his gloomy expression just now, his current expression seems more exciting.
"If Cheng Zi's Sky-Breaking Spear wants to improve, he needs to keep fighting, and the battlefield is the most suitable place for him to practice. So after graduation, he followed our companions, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, to the Star Luo Empire."
Ma Hongjun said and filled another bowl for himself. Seeing that Bai He had finished eating, he took out another bowl and filled Bai Chenxiang with a bowl of pure soup.
Although Xiao Wu had already told him that Tang Chen and Tang San had been taken away by Tang Hao, judging from Yang Wudi's previous reaction, Ma Hongjun thought it was better not to tell him.
Let Yang Wudi find it slowly and wait for him to find the answer himself. As for his reaction, it has nothing to do with Ma Hongjun.
"Mr. Bai, the medicine in the pot has melted. Please feed Miss Bai this bowl of soup and drink it. In the next few days, you can follow my method and use the nourishing ingredients to nourish her body." Mix the medicine in the food, which can soften the medicinal properties. Mr. Yang is an expert in this field, so I won’t say much else."
Bai He was stunned, looking at the bowl Ma Hongjun handed him, and said blankly, "So this meal of yours is actually a medicinal meal for Xiangxiang?"
Ma Hongjun smiled slightly, but seriously put the food into his mouth, neither denying nor admitting it.
In fact, judging from his eating habits, he still prefers dry meals rather than this kind of braised noodles with vegetables and soup.
"These two people should be from the Xingluo royal family, right? Why did they keep running to Tiandou City?" Yang Wudi said, putting aside the bowl and chopsticks he had finished eating.
"Because Xing Luo has their brother and sister, Mu Bai and Zhu Qing were forced to have no way out, but if they wanted to survive, they had no choice but to flee from home. Later, the two of them lived in our Shrek Academy. Now he is the winner of this generation's competition." Ma Hongjun said without raising his head.
"Won? Hiss!"
Yang Wudi was stunned, took a breath, and subconsciously glanced at Bai He who was feeding Bai Chenxiang soup.
Bai He also happened to look up at him. The two looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Yang Wudi wiped his thoughts, his expression suddenly became excited, and said, "I remember that the competitors of the Star Luo royal family wanted to defeat each other in the elite competition of the continent's advanced soul master academies. So, your Shrek Academy team, fight Did you win against the Star Luo Royal Academy team?"
"Well, we are the overall champions of this competition." Ma Hongjun said lightly, and then took a few mouthfuls of soup.
"What?"
"champion?"
"Are you really the championship?"
Yang Wudi and Bai He were completely shocked. When they heard Tang Chen's soul power level, they thought that this Shrek Academy would definitely achieve good results in this soul master competition.
But they never expected that one of the overall champions of this Soul Master Competition would actually stand in front of them alive.
Bai He's reaction was even more exaggerated. He was feeding Bai Chenxiang soup with a spoon, and he almost poured a spoonful of soup into Bai Chenxiang's nose.
"Gudong!"
"Hongjun, who are the captain and vice-captain of your academy team?"
Ma Hongjun continued to serve himself rice, then smiled slightly and said lightly, "Dai Mubai and I are captains, and my junior brother and my fiancée are vice-captains."
"Fiancée? Do you already have a fiancée?" Bai He asked subconsciously. For some reason, the heat in his heart suddenly cooled down.
"Well, she is the daughter of the general who guards the northern province of Tiandouji, and the eldest princess of the empire of this generation, Xue Bing'er."
Ma Hongjun's voice suddenly became lower when he spoke, and his heart seemed to fly directly to the horizon.
"Bing'er." Ma Hongjun murmured softly with blurred eyes.
"The fiancée, the eldest princess, the prince-in-law, and the overall champion of the competition."
Bai He nodded numbly, chewing the information revealed by Ma Hongjun in his heart. He lowered his head and fed Bai Chenxiang spoonfuls of soup. Looking at his granddaughter's pale and pretty face with a pair of normally stern eyes, he suddenly felt empty inside. , his eyes also showed a hint of loss and confusion.
It wasn't that he didn't believe what Ma Hongjun said. His granddaughter's savior was the little brother she had missed for a while when she was a child, not to mention the Fire Phoenix Spirit.
Judging from the information revealed by Ma Hongjun, no matter how you look at it, this is a perfect and dazzling good son-in-law. He was quite happy at first and felt that this time was a blessing in disguise, but now it seems that it was just a chance encounter. .
"Hongjun, what about Xiaochen?" Yang Wudi asked, his deep voice containing a hint of regret and disappointment.
He didn't know why he was like this. He thought that with his grandson's soul power level, he would at least be the captain or vice-captain of the Shrek Academy team in this competition.
"Orange is one of the important members of our Shrek Academy team."
Ma Hongjun didn't know what Yang Wudi and Bai He were thinking, but he felt the changes in their emotions, so he didn't say anything more.
After a while, Yang Wudi said again, "Hongjun, what is your soul power level?"
Ma Hongjun glanced at the two of them, and with a thought in his mind, five soul rings, one yellow, two purple, and two black, appeared at his feet at the same time.
"Level 54, a powerful attack spirit king."
Ma Hongjun's voice was calm, and he frowned secretly as he looked at the five dim soul rings.
"Five, level fifty-four?"
"hiss!"
"The second ring of a thousand years, the fourth ring of ten thousand years, how is this possible?"
Yang Wudi and Bai He lost their voices for an instant and were completely stunned. After a while, they came back to their senses.
"Hongjun, the person Chong Mingniao is talking about is actually you, right?"
"who?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Ma Hongjun's eyes. He didn't know what Chongmingniao had told Yang Wudi and Bai He before.
Yang Wudi relayed what Chong Mingniao said that morning to Ma Hongjun. Seeing that the light of his soul ring was dim, he asked doubtfully, "Hongjun, why is the color of your soul ring wrong?"
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