This elegant man in blue shirt is not a person, but Bei Tangyi, the leader of the Kui Shui Temple in the Dao Demon Sect. Since the day the Xiliang Army intervened in the Dao Demon Sect, he has served as the leader of the Kui Shui Temple. So far, no mistake has occurred.

There are two altars in the Daode Sect responsible for intelligence and spies, namely Kui Shui Altar, one of the first five altars and one of the last three altars. The former is responsible for inquiring about secret information in various places in the rivers and lakes and installing local spies. The latter is mainly responsible for collecting large and large information of temple altars and infiltration of Chang'an City. The two are divided into strict labor and do not belong to each other.

After Bei Tangyi handed Xue Jian this, he raised his blue shirt and robe and knelt down on the ground, kowtowed firmly and said respectfully: "The Lord of Kui Shui Altar Bei Tangyi bowed to the young master, and asked the young master Sheng'an for all the people of Kui Shui Altar."

Gu Changfeng quickly walked to Beitangyi, bent down and reached out to support him, and smiled sincerely, "Why be so polite? You Beitangyi is an old man from the Daode Sect and you are also an old acquaintance with me. There are no outsiders here, so why should you give this great gift?"

Bei Tangyi stood up with Gu Changfeng's support, but he lowered his head and said respectfully: "The horse teeth of his subordinates are only getting older, but this does not mean anything. The young master is the young master and the subordinate is the subordinate. This rule cannot be messed up."

"I am a Confucian old man. The former owner of this courtyard, Mr. Gao, is also a Confucian scholar. As soon as you open your mouth, you are exactly the same as him." Gu Changfeng walked into the room with Beitangyi's right arm intimately, and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's sit down in the room, eat a cup of hot tea, and say something slowly."

The first moment he worked with him, Bei Tangyi, who was in the Vajra Realm, noticed something was wrong. He asked in a low voice: "Young Master, please forgive me for being too much. I saw that you have a weak step, a dull look, and a little messy pulse. Have you been..."

Gu Changfeng took Beitangyi to the house and shook his head and smiled, "It's okay. I've been idle recently. I have learned a few self-defense moves from Mr. Huang. Don't worry, the master of Beitan, I know what to do."

Beitangyi was shocked. The ban Ye Lin had previously issued in the sect and had always been the Leichi forbidden area. No one dared to take a step forward. Today, a man Huang suddenly appeared to teach Gu Changfeng's kung fu, which had to be said to surprise Beitangyi.

But before he spoke, Gu Changfeng smiled and explained: "Don't worry, the Lord of the Northern Hall. I have obtained the approval of Uncle Ye through a letter with Uncle Ye."

Beitangyi was behind Gu Changfeng and crossed the threshold half a step, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "That's rare and strange to my subordinates. Please don't take it to heart."

Gu Changfeng waved his hand with a smile. The two had entered the altar room and took their seats. Xue Jian had already brewed two cups of hot tea and served it. After putting down the tea cup, she smiled and left.

Bei Tangyi laughed and spoke first, but his voice was extremely low: "Young Master is a good method. The deputy master of Jin Ge Temple was a femme fatale in the past, and he didn't touch the spring water. He had harvested many beautiful young masters under a crescent scimitar. Now he has been following the young master for only more than a month and has become such a virtuous young wife. It seems that the young master... is really charming enough!"

Gu Changfeng picked up the teacup and smiled, pecked at the hot tea lightly, without saying a word, but there was a bit of leisurely and contentment in his smile.

Bei Tangyi also picked up the teacup and pecked it lightly, and then his expression slightly recovered a little solemnly: "My subordinates came out of the city once yesterday. The flower monk from Jinge Hall had led the elite children of Jinge Hall to the surrounding Luoyun City. They asked the subordinates to tell the young master, please rest assured, they will definitely protect the young master's safety."

Gu Changfeng put down the teacup and nodded and smiled: "There are brothers guarding the Jinge Hall outside the city, and there are brothers from the Lingmu Hall around me in the city. I can definitely feel at ease about safety issues, but I'm just asking for help from all the brothers."

Bei Tangyi looked solemn and nodded and responded: "Young master, you are polite. You are the backbone of our Daode Sect and the entire hope of our Daode Sect. It is the honor of many brothers to be able to protect the young master. There are only a hundred people in the altar who can serve as the responsibilities of the young master. These hundred people are all made by gritting their teeth between the brothers."

Gu Changfeng sighed and said leisurely: "I remember when the defeated generals in Xiliang poured into the Daode Sect, the entire Daode Sect had only been more than 2,000 people, and now the core children alone had already broken through the 10,000 people. Seventeen years, the Daode Sect, which was originally pursued and suppressed by those righteous people, has now grown into a giant that trembles the entire rivers and lakes. Hey, who do you want to reason with this matter?"

Bei Tangyi also had a sincere smile on his face, and he said slowly: "For seventeen years, the young master is right. Who should I ask for this matter? If you follow me, it is still too wasteful for the world in Dongling Road. The world in Xiliang is all punched out of blood with one punch, one sword and one sword. How can it be the same as Dongling? It depends entirely on human relationships, social skills, and the smell of the stinky smell on the Jianghu Ranger is actually heavier than the merchants!"

At this moment, a cold snorting sound came from the courtyard.

Gu Changfeng shook his head and smiled: "The world of the world raises a pool of fish. The Dongling is rich, and people don't need to make a big fight for food. So people like to talk about things at the wine table while watching the girl dance. In Xiliang, there is a thousand miles of yellow sand, poor mountains and bad waters. It's good that people can survive, so people are used to talking about things with swords, which is refreshing and quick."

Bei Tangyi chuckled softly and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, the one who just lost his temper is Mr. Huang who taught you the martial arts?"

Gu Changfeng nodded with a smile and replied in a low voice: "Old Master Huang is a knight who retired with a knife. You just belittled the world of Dongling Road so much. He naturally felt unhappy when he heard this."

Bei Tangyi curled his lips, but did not argue, but whispered: "From your muscle and bone strain, Young Master, you have been practicing swords these days, and you have been doing nothing and doing a savage way. Although I don't know why Mr. Huang asked you to practice swords like this, if this lasts for a long time, the hidden dangers and damage to your musculoskeletons will definitely be quite harmful. If you insist on practicing this way, I have a prescription passed down from here. Using these thirty-six medicinal herbs as a medicinal bath will have excellent results for the warmth of the body. If you don't dislike it, I will send someone to go to the Yejia pharmacy to get more than a dozen pairs of medicines and take them over. You can add some warm water to soak it every evening, which is very good for your body."

Gu Changfeng nodded happily: "It seems that the Lord of the Northern Hall came here not only brought news, but also medicinal materials."
Chapter completed!