Chapter 290 Yuyan, what’s wrong with your voice?

"Xiaoyu, let me know and ask the sub-rudder from the Song Dynasty to keep an eye on this Persian merchant ship. They must not be allowed to leave."

"Those three people have good martial arts skills. Don't test them unless necessary to see if they have any other companions."

"Ask a few people who are good at lightness skills to prepare a sedan chair, and I will go and meet these three Persian masters."

"Remember to take good care of the griffon. When I come back as a master, I hope to see more feathers growing on its wings so that it can fly with people."

Jiang Xiaoyu nodded and went down to make arrangements.

Master didn't ask him to go, so he stayed behind at Blackwood Cliff.

Soon, a large sedan was carried down the Heimu Cliff by eight martial arts masters who were good at Qinggong. The speed was comparable to that of a fast horse.

These eight people still have a chance. They usually have no chance to get close to the right envoy. They may get some advice from the right envoy along the way. Even a few words of advice can be of infinite use.

If the right envoy is in a good mood and teaches them some martial arts, it will be even better.

The sedan quickly ran towards the Song Dynasty, and Lin Lang sat cross-legged in it, continuing to practice the Inverse Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

Wang Yuyan turned her head, with a look of surprise on her face: "Brother Lin, come to see Yuyan."

It only takes a few hours to consume a meal and a little water. If you don't feed meat, it will save money than feeding horses.

Although her family is considered a well-to-do family, her mother's dressing table does not have so many jewelry, and no one has ever given her such expensive jewelry before, with so many jewelry.

After Mrs. Wang left, Wang Yuyan couldn't bear it anymore.

"The capital of Ming Dynasty is too cold in winter and it is not close to the sea. Mother will not get used to it."

By the time she was completely weak, two hours had passed.

No wonder Yao Yue liked making a sedan chair at first, it was indeed more enjoyable than a carriage.

As soon as it gets light, the chicken wakes up.

Wang Yuyan: "???"

That night, Lin Lang did not continue, but gave Wang Yuyan a good explanation of martial arts, helping her clear up her doubts so that she could better attack the realm of the Grand Master.

"By the way, I have something else for you to do."

When the sky was dark, Wang Yuyan suddenly said: "Brother Lin, I seem to feel a little bit of the true meaning of martial arts."

Mantuo Villa.

Mrs. Wang quickly backed away: "Mom, I won't disturb you anymore. Don't be so tired from practicing. Take a good rest. After a while, mom will send someone a bowl of Shiquan Dabu Decoction to nourish you."

Wang Yuyan said in the gauze tent: "Mother, why did you deliver it yourself? Just ask the servants to deliver it... don't move."

He felt that he was really good to Wang Yuyan. He had always gotten money from other women before, but he only paid when he came here.

"In this way, you take out the exercises, and I will take a look to see if there are any mistakes or omissions, or if you have gone astray in your practice, I will help you correct them."

Lin Lang looked regretful: "Okay, then I won't ask anymore."

"Just use the sword, don't worry, you can't hurt me."

Last night I felt that my daughter's voice was not right and I shouldn't give her Shiquan Dabu Decoction.

In fact, his true energy is so deep that his sprint speed in a straight line will not be slow.

"Mom!" Wang Yuyan's voice was a little urgent, "I'm practicing, please don't come over, get out quickly, that wine is for my practice. If you talk to me again, you will be obsessed."

Lin Lang took her to experience the true meaning of different martial arts and gave her enough inspiration.

"It tastes good. Has the merchant ship left?"

She relied on the Beiming Divine Technique to absorb so much infuriating energy, and then she broke through to the peak of the Grandmaster. However, her strength was far from those of the real Grandmaster, and she had to work harder.

"Brother Lin, it's dawn, please go quickly, don't let my mother see you."

Just like Xiao Feng, he has never practiced any particularly strong body skills, but he is not weaker than Duan Yu's Lingbo Microstep when compared to long-distance attacks.

"I practiced martial arts for a long time today and I'm a little hungry. I'll send you some more and get a jar of wine."

Seeing how several people were panting, Lin Lang shook his head slightly.

"When you've worn it enough, I'll get you a new one."

Wang Yuyan lowered her head: "Brother Lin, don't ask. Yuyan wants to stay with her mother. She only has me as a relative."

Moreover, she is from the Song Dynasty, and Lin Lang is now the master of the Ming Emperor. If he wants to marry her, the Ming Emperor will definitely be furious. She has broken Brother Lin's boy skills and can no longer delay his future.

Lin Lang just picked this up when he passed by a Pearl Treasure Pavilion on his way to the Song Dynasty. These were all placed by him on consignment in the Pearl Treasure Pavilion. They were originally the collection of Huo Xiu of Qingyi House.

"It's already morning and I haven't had breakfast yet." Lin Lang had that secret feeling again. This woman is so good at flirting.

"But we haven't found out what their relationship is with Grandma Jinhua. Not many people in that merchant ship know about it. Please give me three more days, right."

It would be so lonely if my mother were left here alone.

"If you don't believe it, I can give you some advice again."

"No trouble, who will help you if I don't help you?"

Wang Yuyan followed suit and found that Brother Lin's hand no longer seemed to be touching the acupuncture points, and the intensity had also changed.

Wang Yuyan: "I understand, mother."

Suddenly she felt her whole body rising into the air. She immediately twisted in the air to fight back, but found herself falling into Lin Lang's arms.

Whether it was Beiming Divine Kung Fu or Little Wuxiang Kung Fu, Wang Yuyan practiced well and began to incorporate various martial arts moves into her own martial arts, but there was still a lot left behind.

Imperial Master?

Wang Yuyan was practicing her sword in the yard. Her sword skills looked disorganized and out of order, and seemed to have many flaws. However, upon closer inspection, she found that those flaws had been made up for by subsequent moves.

"Then ask the cook to prepare some soup to relieve the heat. You should also have a good rest and don't be so tired."

Lin Lang promised that Mantuo Villa would not be harassed by Jianghu, and he really did it.

Only then did Wang Yuyan realize that it was getting dark, and she immediately said, "I'm not going. You can have the food delivered to my room."

She has also seen the two-person cultivation methods in the Langhuan Jade Cave. There is no mention of anyone being so strong?

Watching her mother go out, Wang Yuyan put down her sword and started practicing Lingbo Weibu.

"Brother Lin, why are you here free? Isn't the commander of the Jinyi Guard very busy?" Wang Yuyan asked.

She can have her daughter by her side throughout her life, but if she dies and her daughter gets old, what will happen then?

People who practice martial arts age more slowly, but that doesn't mean they won't age.

While I was practicing, I suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Can you still walk on the waves?"

Nowadays, this Mandala Villa no longer only grows Datura flowers. Duan Zhengchun, the unfaithful person, is dead, so what kind of Datura flowers does she still plant?

Lin Lang opened a box, took out a jade hairpin and put it on Wang Yuyan's head: "Do you like it? If you don't like it, there are others. Keep it for later and wear it slowly."

She personally took the food box to Wang Yuyan's yard and opened the door directly: "Yuyan, why are you still in bed? It's already night, why are you still opening the window?"

This is a movement technique created based on the eighty-eight and sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes. It is especially good at moving around in a small space. In this way, it will be easier to absorb other people's true energy when combined with the Beiming Divine Technique.

More than an hour later, he suddenly felt the sedan swaying. Although the eight people were all martial arts masters who were good at light kung fu, there were differences in their strength. Some people were walking slower.

However, the habit of loving flowers cannot be changed, and planting flowers can also pass the boring time.

Lin Lang put down his chopsticks: "No, there's no need to panic. It's not that you're incompetent. I'm saying that you don't need to ask about their purpose of going to Spirit Snake Island, because they have no chance to go."

The movement is impermanent, and if it is dangerous, it is safe. If it is difficult to advance and stop, it is easy to go and return.

"I respectfully welcome the envoy to the right. The envoy on the right has told me not to go to the helm. I will prepare a small amount of wine here for the envoy on the right to catch the wind and wash away the dust."

"Mom, please go back and rest."

However, she did not tell Wang Yuyan this news, and the provincial daughter looked down on other men even less.

If you don't put it in the Langhuan Jade Cave, it's just to prevent Murong Fu.

With Lin Lang's guidance, I can travel much faster. I can walk on almost any road condition, and it doesn't have to be an official road. It is faster than a carriage, not as bumpy as a carriage, and doesn't smell like a horse.

Mrs. Wang stood at the door of the courtyard: "Yu Yan, please rest for a while. Haven't you disliked martial arts since you were a child?"

The martial arts master is still not good enough. His true energy is consumed too quickly and recovers too slowly. In the future, he will have to find eight masters to carry his sedan chair.

Wang Yuyan, like her, had not liked practicing martial arts since she was a child. Why did she become addicted to it after learning martial arts from Lin Lang?

"Mom, Yu Yan is not tired. Since this movement is inherited from our family, I must practice it well so that I can protect my mother and Mantuo Villa in the future."

Soon they arrived at the border of the Song Dynasty, and were greeted on the road by the people at the helm who had received the news in advance.

After writing it down, he looked at Wang Yuyan and said, "This movement technique has average speed when running over long distances and is suitable for close combat."

Is there any martial arts that requires drinking when practicing? She doesn't remember, but there are so many martial arts books at home, and she has actually never read a few of them. She hasn't even learned Lingbo Weibu. Maybe she can practice this kind of drinking.

Weird martial arts.

This time Wang Yuyan was a little hesitant, but she must not ask again. What if she really agreed?

I took Wang Yuyan back, do you want to take the others back?

To be fair, it's better not to bring anyone with you.
To be continued...