"So, which one do you want to know?"
The red-haired woman also breathed a sigh of relief and her expression improved. She seemed to be someone who was competing with her. If Jiang Yunqing didn't express curiosity, she might have driven herself crazy.
With the lessons learned from Hou Qing and Ying Gou, Jiang Yunqing did not dare to continue his relationship with this red-haired woman. After all, he only needed to say "curious" without paying any price.
But if he insists, the red-haired woman may go crazy. This is his home, and the gains outweigh the losses.
The Ghost King also said that the four great zombie ancestors were all insane. He would rather be a polished commander than go after these four great zombie ancestors.
"Just the last one!"
Jiang Yunqing felt that he couldn't fight with a lunatic, so he said casually.
The red-haired woman seemed very satisfied with Jiang Yunqing's answer, and proudly reached out and patted Jiang Yunqing's shoulder.
"Xiao Qinghuan is my half-disciple. Boy, call me master and come listen!"
"Oh~"
Jiang Yunqing pretended to have a sudden realization. After a long time, he came to a conclusion with difficulty: "Then you are quite old!"
"you······"
The red-haired woman's body trembled slightly, and her face became a little distorted. She seemed to be angry with Jiang Yunqing. The strength of the hand on Jiang Yunqing's shoulder suddenly became extremely strong. This strength can easily break even the hard rock. Crushed.
However, it didn't seem to work on Jiang Yunqing.
Not to mention crushing Jiang Yunqing's shoulders, Jiang Yunqing's expression did not change at all, and his shoulders did not even appear to be skewed at all.
"Hiss~"
The red-haired woman raised her head slightly and bit her red lips tightly. She felt as if she was pressed against a solid piece of fine iron. If she was angry at Jiang Yunqing just now, she was in pain from the shock now.
Jiang Yunqing shook off the red-haired woman's hand on his shoulder and shook his head: "Since you are only half a master, let's just call him master. This generation is already quite chaotic, so don't add to the chaos."
Looking at her slightly trembling palms, the red-haired woman was about to say, shouldn't she just call her Master? Where is the chaos in this generation? At her age... Bah...
Then I heard Jiang Yunqing calling behind me: "Hou Qing, come and meet your master!"
"Buzz~"
Suddenly, a trembling sound sounded in the air.
Hou Qing suddenly appeared next to Jiang Yunqing, flicked his clothes, held a bone flute and saluted Uncle Yang.
"Hou Qing, I have met the master!"
Holding a white piece in his hand, Uncle Yang, who was about to make a move, was suddenly startled. His mind went blank for a moment, and the original thought of how to make a move disappeared instantly. He felt that he might have heard wrongly.
Turning around in surprise, he saw Hou Qing saluting respectfully, and immediately fell into deep self-doubt.
Could it be that he is not only deaf but also has old eyesight?
Knowing Han Bao and the generals, this Hou Qing should be the Corpse Ancestor Hou Qing who is known as the blood-stained rivers and mountains!
But, why did Hou Qing become his disciple?
Uncle Yang didn't quite understand. This seemed to be beyond his understanding.
Who are the four great corpse ancestors of the Xuanming Sect? Regardless of his strength, he was a figure from decades ago.
And his disciple Jiang Yunqing is only twenty-six years old this year, not even thirty years old. How can He De accept the Corpse Ancestor as his disciple?
Uncle Yang turned around stiffly, and then turned to look at Jiang Yunqing, his eyes filled with doubts and confusion: "Yunqing, what's going on?"
Jiang Yunqing was thinking about how to formulate words to describe how Hou Qing became his disciple, but before he could speak, Hou Qing answered first.
"I admire Master's demeanor and superb martial arts, so I worship Master as my disciple!"
demeanor?
Uncle Yang looked his eldest apprentice up and down. Well, he had to admit that his eldest apprentice was indeed majestic, handsome and graceful. Otherwise, he would not be able to enchant the empress of Huanyinfang. He won't marry.
But, where does this superb and handsome martial arts begin?
He didn't remember that he had taught Jiang Yunqing any brilliant and handsome martial arts. Although Qinglian Sword Song was also considered brilliant and handsome, the problem was that his great apprentice didn't seem to be very good at it?
Wait, Uncle Yang suddenly thought of a very serious problem that had been ignored for a long time.
My eldest disciple, Qinglian Sword Song, is very bad at learning it. When did it happen?
He vaguely remembered that the last time he tested his eldest apprentice, Qinglian Sword Song, it seemed that it was before his eldest apprentice went to collect herbs in the mountains and fell off a cliff to learn the ancient Qi refining method - Shennong Jue.
After that, he never took the Qinglian Sword Song test again, so when he drove his eldest disciple down the mountain, he tested the boy's internal strength.
I was really surprised at first, and I thought about spending some energy to help him wake up before going down the mountain, so that he could walk around the world and have some ability to protect himself.
But he didn't expect that after this brat learned the Shennong Technique, he not only solved the problem of excessive internal energy in the body, but his skill also improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing his decades of hard training in just a few years.
Later, at the Jianlu Villa, his apprentice showed off his super understanding and learned the Wind and Thunder Fist from Lao Shen after just reading it once.
Could it be that this ancient method of Shennong Jue still has the effect of boosting the practitioners' understanding?
Uncle Yang seemed to have something in mind and asked tentatively: "Is it Qinglian Sword Song?"
"Well, Qinglian Sword Song is indeed one of them!" Hou Qing next to him answered again.
"Oh, that's right!"
Uncle Yang turned his head blankly, and then turned away. This amount of information was a bit large and he needed to digest it.
His apprentice actually relied on his Qinglian Sword Song to take the corpse ancestor Hou Qing, who was known as the blood-stained river and mountains, into his sect...
Jiang Yunqing saw that his master was confused and didn't pay much attention. In his opinion, his master's psychological quality had always been very good.
Immediately, he pulled Jiang Tong, who was squeezed away by Hou Qing, to his side, and introduced to Hou Qing: "This is also my apprentice-Jiang Tong. Although she got started before you, she is older than you..." ·”
Before Jiang Yunqing finished speaking, Hou Qing twisted slightly, turned to face Jiang Tong, and bowed his hands.
"Hello, senior sister!"
"Small······"
Jiang Yunqing looked at Hou Qing blankly and said "little". Hou Qing's movements were so fast that he had not finished his words before he could finish what he just said.
Jiang Tong was also stunned. He raised his head and looked up at this junior brother who was much taller than him and almost as good as his master. He timidly replied: "Master or junior brother!"
The red-haired woman on the side covered her face and was speechless. She almost forgot that there was Hou Qing, a strange person who could forcefully lower their seniority!
Jiang Yunqing came back to her senses and didn't pay much attention. She just turned to look at the red-haired woman beside her.
"By the way, who are you? The Hanbao or the general?"
