Although he had already planned that his next destination would be the Xuanyuan Family, Zhou Yi did not use his escape technique, but walked step by step with Ping'er and Wen Hua.

It has been three months since I walked from Mianzhou to Jianzhou, where the Xuanyuan family is located.

Jianzhou is a place with great luck. It is known as "Dragon and Tiger in Jiangxi and Xuanyuan in Jiangdong" in the world.

The huge Jianzhou is divided in the middle by a large river. On the west bank is Longhu Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism, one of the leading Buddhists and Taoists in the world.

Longhu Mountain has been a place where Taoist orthodoxy has competed with Buddhism for thousands of years.

Although no one from Longhu Mountain was admitted to this year's World Martial Arts Review, he was the uncrowned king. It was not that he was not qualified to participate. It was because the Liyang Dynasty, which excluded the Martial Arts Review, was wary of including Longhu Mountain, one of the three orthodox religions.

Although the World Martial Arts Review ranks the top ten masters in the world, it does not necessarily mean that the top ten in the world are the real top ten in the world.

Perhaps the invincible strength of the old monster Wang Xianzhi is undisputed.

But under him, this list cannot be said to represent the strength standards of martial arts people all over the world.

It’s just because Wu Ping didn’t dare to list a few places. The first is Wang Xianzhi’s Emperor Wu City. Apart from Wang Xianzhi, no one else outside of Emperor Wu City is on the list. There is also the Wu Family Sword Tomb, which has been used for generations with swords.

The Liangchan Temple of Buddhism, Longhu Mountain of Taoism, etc.

If all the secrets hidden by these forces are dug out, Wang Mingyin, who is the eleventh in the world, will not be ranked not only the eleventh, but also the twenty-first or thirty-first.

Although Wudang Mountain is also a Taoist sect, Wang Chonglou is ranked five in front of Wu Ping. This may be an honor for Jianghu people, but as he competes with Longhu Mountain to be the next "Xuanwu Dangxing, leader of the Taoism"

The 800-year-old Wudang Mountain is not that good.

Sometimes, the real strength is when the martial arts critic dares not to rank.

And Wang Zhonglou's ranking up in the queue shows that the true strength of Wudang Mountain has been fully revealed, and the limit is the fifth in the world.

However, it has recently been reported that a "reincarnated Taoist priest" named Hong Xixiang has appeared in Wudang. It is really uncertain who will be the leader in Taoism in the world in the future.

But for now, Longhu Mountain’s dominance cannot be overemphasized.

The four great celestial masters of the Zhao family of the previous generation all had Celestial Realm cultivation. Even Zhao Danxia and Zhao Danping of this generation are not inferior to their elders. One is the current head of Longhu Mountain, and the other is from the capital.

Prime Minister Qingci.

Further down, there is Qi Xianxia, ​​who is known as the reincarnation of the first person "Lü Chunyang" eight hundred years ago. It can be said that the flowers are blooming, the fire is cooking, and the prosperity is extremely high.

At the bottom of that mountain, there are two old bastards who have already opened the Heavenly Gate, but have yet to ascend.

Two terrestrial realms of heaven and humans are in charge, and there is only Longhu Mountain in the world!

The Xuanyuan family, which stands on the riverside with Longhu Mountain and occupies half of Huishan, is known as "Jiangxi Longhu, Jiangdong Xuanyuan", which is also evident from this.

This ancestor of the Xuanyuan family is another land god, a half-step heavenly being!

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On a street in Jianzhou.

Ping'er sat on a bluestone step with a serious look on her face, with a drawing board placed in front of her.

Zhou Yi set up a rocking chair, holding an ancient book in his hand, and studied it silently.

There were a lot of people around, pointing and some people laughed and said: "Child, what can't you draw? You have to draw the yin and yang picture in Jianzhou. The other side of the river is the ancestral palace of Taoism. Are you here?

Did you show off your sword in front of Luban’s gate?”

Ping'er shrugged her nose, a little displeased. Although her hand movements did not stop, she replied dissatisfiedly: "Those Taoist grandpas may not be as good at painting as me!"

Hearing Ping'er's childish displeasure, the onlookers laughed again.

But after all, Ping'er was a child of twelve or thirteen years old, so they just had fun. No one took it seriously. After looking at it for a while, they just drew two fishes, one black and one white. Who couldn't draw?

Go about your own business.

Zhou Yi looked at the book in his hand and nodded silently. It seemed that a certain line of poetry in the book suited him very well, and he was completely indifferent to the surrounding environment.

Ping'er is a child after all. After finishing a painting, when he was drawing again, someone laughed at him again. Ping'er looked back at her husband, as if she didn't hear the noise around her at all.

Ping'er is shy and can't stand the environment here, but she doesn't dare to refuse the homework assigned to her by her husband.

Starting three months ago, Senior Brother Wen Hua has been practicing sword practice based on the yin-yang fish that day. He also has his own homework, which is to draw the yin-yang fish.

The teacher said: When will Senior Brother Wen Hua have the meaning of yin and yang in his sword, he will be able to enter the Jianghu Ranking? When will he be able to completely draw the scene that day, then he will be able to cut off the river with his fingers like the old god Wang Chonglou?

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Naturally, Ping'er would not doubt her husband's words, but why did she have to go to the street to paint?

He was a little envious of Brother Wen Hua, who went deep into the mountains every day. The teacher asked him to chase wild boars, leopards, and tigers. After chasing, he would chase big rivers and waterfalls, saying that it was to exercise his body.

Painting by yourself is much more boring.

Ping'er just tilted her head and fell into a trance for a while.

Suddenly, there was a "bang".

The hand holding the scroll in the back hit him on the head, "You are complaining again, if you don't draw better, how can anyone buy it? No one buys the painting, how can you, sir, get the money to buy clothes for you two?"

, what shall we eat.”

Ping'er blinked aggrievedly, "Oh."

When the others heard this, they laughed heartily, "It's really going to be sold."

"You are quite brave as a scholar when you go to Longhu Mountain to sell Yin-Yang pictures."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said nothing.

Suddenly, at this moment, there was a noise from behind the crowd, as if something was rushing over. A young man shouted for help: "Sir, sir, there is a dominatrix who is going to murder your dearest disciple."

It was Wen Hua, and he was in tatters.

Everyone heard the sound and quickly got out of his way.

Behind him, there was a woman in purple, with a cold face and a scolding voice: "Little bastard, this time there is no old man with missing teeth, where are you going?"

Immediately, the onlookers recognized the identity of the woman in purple.

"It's Miss Qingfeng of the Xuanyuan family."

They live in Jianzhou, so they naturally know the people of the Xuanyuan family, one of the two top powers in Jianzhou.

"This Xuanyuan Qingfeng is indeed a beauty who can be included in the rouge review. Tsk tsk, I am not lucky enough to see it normally, but today I have gained some experience. I wonder what the faces of the other people on the rouge review, especially Bai Huer, who is number one in the world, are like

Such a fascinating thing."

Someone immediately praised it.

However, there are also a few people who are far away and know the dirty things of the Xuanyuan family. They chuckled and said: "This Miss Qingfeng will definitely be more peerless in a few years, but at that time... Hehe, I'm afraid it's the elder of the Xuanyuan family.

It’s time for our ancestors to take action.”

The others all knew what it meant and smiled knowingly, both pitiful and masculine expressions.

Those people were relatively far away, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng's martial arts was not very good, so he naturally didn't hear them.

At this time, she was bent on chasing down the little thief Wen Hua.

Just a few months ago, during the Lantern Festival in Mianzhou City, she originally traveled there, but ended up meeting two wretched young men on the street, and an even more wretched old man leading a horse.

She didn't want to pay attention to it, but who knew that one of the young men with the wooden sword suddenly knelt down and called a big yellow dog "Daddy" to a big yellow dog on the street. Then, he knelt down and shouted to her.

"mother".

Xuanyuan Qingfeng had never suffered such a shameful humiliation. Naturally, he drew his sword and slashed at the two of them on the spot. Unexpectedly, the old man with yellow teeth who was holding the horse smiled, lifted the two of them and ran away with a swish.

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Unexpectedly, in Jianzhou, he would meet one of these people again. Xuanyuan Qingfeng naturally would not give up this time and chased him all the way.

Just as he was chasing him to the painting stall, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's long sword stabbed straight out.

Wen Hua smiled playfully and subconsciously wanted to draw his sword. With his current ability, he could definitely block it. However, he suddenly remembered the premise that his husband asked him not to fight with others. He shook his head and fell to the ground.

Go away, regardless of whether it looks good or not, but I managed to escape easily.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng gritted his teeth, his face turned red, but he became even more angry and wanted to continue stabbing with his sword.

Suddenly, at this time, a gentle young voice came, saying: "Girl, you can tell me what he did to you that I'm sorry for."

It was the scholar who had been sitting on the wicker chair.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered and said: "So you are a group..."

Just in the middle of speaking, her face suddenly turned pale, but she was extremely angry. She pointed at the book in Zhou Yi's hand with trembling fingers, and saw the title of the book, "You... look

What book?"

Zhou Yi smiled and shook the book in his hand, and said: "When I came to Jianzhou, I found it in a bookstore. It was said to be a collection of poems by Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the eldest grandson of the Xuanyuan family..."

At this time, everyone was shocked, their eyes flickered between Zhou Yi and Xuanyuan Qingfeng, but they smiled in their hearts.

This scholar must have made it clear that he was adding fuel to Xuanyuan Qingfeng's anger.

It's really such a coincidence.

Whose book is bad for you to read? You actually read a book about her father, Jianzhou, the biggest joke in the entire Xuanyuan family.

Who doesn't know that Xuanyuan Qingfeng hates his useless father to the core of his bones.

His wife was taken away by his grandfather and ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan, but he didn't dare to let go of anything. When meeting people or encountering problems, he only knew how to give in again and again, which was extremely useless.

Now, seeing the book in Zhou Yi's hand, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes suddenly burst into anger, and he shouted angrily: "What's so good about his crappy collection of poems?"

But Zhou Yi shook his head, turned a page in his hand, and said: "How can you say that? Look, this is the song 'Sitting alone in the pond like a tiger roosting, nourishing my spirit under the shade tree, I won't speak first when spring comes,

"Which insect dares to make a sound?', just this one song will give you the style of a great man, and there are others..."

Just as Zhou Yi was about to say more, Xuanyuan Qingfenghuo's eyes burst out with anger.

At this moment, Zhou Yi, who praised her useless father, actually made her even more angry than Wen Hua, and she stopped talking.
Chapter completed!