Chapter 270 Return
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Naturally, Medicine Master Miao didn't know that his unreasonable heart palpitations were being targeted by the four elders of the sect. But even if he knew, with his pride, he wouldn't take it too seriously.
The true disciples of the Zhenwu Dao Hall naturally have the toughest Taoist hearts among warriors in the world. How can they be uneasy because of other people's ill intentions?
"Sir, did you call me?" At this time, a girl came in from outside and looked at Medicine Master Miao with some worry.
"nothing."
The girl who spoke was Miao Pharmacist's maid, named Xiuxiang. However, from the loving eyes she looked at her young master, it was not difficult to tell that this was another poor woman who was suffering from a terminal illness of "nymphomaniac".
"Xiuxiang, in the past few days, you can walk around more with Jin Tuan." Medicine Master Miao was dressed in white, with one hand behind his back. Just standing there was a sight to behold.
The little girl was very familiar with this figure, but even so, she was still a little fascinated by it, and she even forgot to reply for a while.
"Huh?" Medicine Master Miao exclaimed.
Only then did she realize what she was doing, and she quickly nodded in agreement, but when she left, red clouds had already spread all over her neck.
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"Hey, this little girl is looking at you like this every day. It's easy for something to happen."
A joking remark broke the silence in the garden. Medicine Master Miao moved slightly, and immediately cupped his fists and said, "Disciple, I have met Master."
A tall and thin middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the courtyard, standing not far behind Miao Pharmacist. He wore a dark black Taoist robe, but there were dark golden dragon patterns all over it, giving him a faint sense of majesty. .
However, this majesty obviously has nothing to do with what he said, but is due to his strength. This person is one of the four sword-wielding elders of the Zhenwu Dao Hall, and the master of Miao Medicine Master, Gongsun Yuanlou.
"Master, why did you come back so soon from this trip?" Medicine Master Miao did not answer the question just now, but asked naturally.
"Hmph! After being tricked by that old man Yuanlong, do you really think I can't outsmart him?" The tall, thin middle-aged man's face turned cold, apparently remembering his previous bet with Zhuge Yuanlong.
Medicine Master Miao didn't say much. It wasn't that he didn't believe in his master, but he knew he was not qualified to participate in these games between the top leaders of the sect.
Gongsun Yuanlou glanced at this extremely talented disciple, and then said: "I went to the Western Regions."
Medicine Master Miao raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously realizing that his master's trip must be related to him. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. Although martial arts is a road that competes with the way of heaven, there is naturally not much love between children. For an old man like his master who has lived for a few years, his beauty has long been withered, and he will not care about his descendants.
On the contrary, he is very concerned about himself, the disciple who inherits the mantle. This made Pharmacist Miao very moved, so he raised his hands and said solemnly: "The Pharmacist is incompetent, let the Master do the work!"
These words were very sincere. After all, there were not many people in the world who had the strength to lie to Gongsun Yuanlou, and Medicine Master Miao was obviously not one of them.
"Hey, you kid has my temper and doesn't care about the love of your children. This is exactly what I like about you. Heirs and grandchildren are just inheritance of blood. For warriors like us, the martial arts mantle is even more important. What’s more important is this! I know that you are very fond of Ye Jingshu. I came here the same way, after Jiazi, there is no beauty. "
Having said this, Gongsun Yuanlou paused for a moment, with a twinkle in his eye. He looked at Nanzhanbu Peak in the distance and continued: "It doesn't matter whether you like it or dislike it, and it doesn't matter whether you like it or not... It doesn't matter whether you like it or not... I have a white head in my youth. It’s just a blink of an eye. Only the way of heaven is always there and never changes!”
Pharmacist Miao still kept his hand, but his eyes had returned to calmness. The palpitations in his heart and the obsession with Ye Jingshu buried in his heart were relieved at this moment.
He is a person with extremely high talents, even if compared with those amazingly talented people in the long history, he is not inferior. High talent does not only refer to martial arts talent. For a behemoth like the Zhenwu Dao Palace, there is no shortage of disciples with high martial arts talent. What they value more is their character!
"Pharmacist understands." Pharmacist Miao pondered for a long time and said slowly.
Gongsun Yuanlou looked back at him, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. He is not worried about his apprentice's martial arts practice, after all, his age is here, but the word "love" makes him somewhat worried.
Along the way of martial arts, many great masters have been ruined by the word "love". The reason why this Yuanlou elder has been working hard to facilitate the marriage between Miao Pharmacist and Ye Jingshu is to give him some advice.
He is aware of the charm of his precious apprentice. Looking at the whole world, he is definitely the top existence among his peers. Such a person will naturally be loved by women. But in this case, this "love disaster" becomes even more dangerous.
Fortunately, Zhuge Yuanlong has a precious apprentice whom he has met once. If he hadn't already had Medicine Master Miao as his closed disciple, he would have been somewhat envious of that "Old Yuanlong".
So he set his sights on Zhuge Yuanlong, and Ye Jingshu was the stepping stone for Miao Yaoshi's martial arts career! Kick away the stepping stone of "love disaster"!
"It's good to understand, but there is no need to feel aggrieved. I will naturally ask for an explanation for you from Mr. Yuanlong. As for the others... humph!" At this point, the Yuanlou elder snorted twice. .
"We have to let them know that I'm back!"
Then he raised his hand and made a move, and the sky above seemed to separate from it. A sword light fell from the sky and headed straight for Zuowuxuan Peak!
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Yi Xifeng watched as the white mist around him gradually dissipated. Less than half of the inner disciples who were originally listening to the lecture were still awake and standing in the room. This is still an inner disciple of the True Martial Arts Hall. If he had been replaced by other warriors in the chivalrous realm, I am afraid that he would have lost even one out of ten.
Elder Ma was already standing on the stage. In fact, she had not left. She was wearing a dark black Zhenwu Taoist robe, which outlined her delicate body with graceful curves. However, the people in the audience were not in the mood to admire Elder Ma's figure at this moment, and were obviously still immersed in the phantom formation battle just now.
"This, this, this is the True Martial Illusion Array?! I can't hear anything, and I can't tell the difference between myself and the enemy. If I stay in this illusory array for a long time, I will go crazy even if I am not attacked by others. Bar?"
"Who used those swords just now? Did they work together to break the formation?"
"I also saw it. First, the blue sword gang forced the white mist back, and then suddenly many golden sword gangs appeared..."
Having said this, everyone present couldn't help but turn their attention to Yi Xifeng, who was standing in the field.
When Yi Xifeng fought with Yan Xiaoqing, everyone in the inner sect knew about it. Naturally, many people began to pay attention to Yi Xifeng, especially when they heard that the "Han Sect Way" that had just emerged in the sect was also related to Yi Xifeng. Therefore, all kinds of information about Yi Xifeng were gathered into the hands of various inner disciples.
Naturally, this includes information about the "Golden Sword Gang" and the "Thousand Miles of Rivers". "Dayan Qianji Sword" was created by Yi Xifeng in the Sword Tomb. After all, the time was too short and not many people knew about it, but this did not prevent everyone from guessing about him.
