As the holy son of Misty Holy Land, the eldest grandson Fengye knows a lot about many things.
Remembering the turmoil in the main line of the Four Holy Sects, Han Shan's mother launched a life-and-death struggle with more than a dozen hostile monks in order to help Han Yingyang fight for the position of Holy Lord.
After a fierce battle, both sides suffered losses.
If Han Shan's mother had not given birth soon, this would not have been the case. She sacrificed her life for Han Yingyang.
However, how does Han Yingyang treat her children?
It was lost and neglected for hundreds of years. A few years ago, Han Shan was found by coincidence. Not only did he not take Han Shan back and train him properly, but he also created so many problems.
Did Han Yingyang, a Mahayana monk, really not know about the second son Han He's search for Han Shan?
Everything was with Han Yingyang's tacit approval.
"Han Yingyang is really not qualified to be such a good wife."
Changsun Fengye sighed inwardly, feeling that the main line of the Four Saints Sect was really a puddle of mud.
Even if there is no affection between Han Yingyang and Han Shan, considering that his mother sacrificed her life to protect the Taoist, she should not be treated like this!
Perhaps Han Yingyang never really admired Han Shan's mother from the beginning and had always been in a relationship of taking advantage of her.
"medicine."
Chen Qingyuan looked at the seriously injured Yu Beiting, and it was hard to imagine what the scene would have been like if he had not appeared.
"give him."
Han Yingyang looked at the elder in charge of the elixir beside him, his face was gloomy and his voice was slightly hoarse.
The elder took out a precious elixir and handed it to Han Shan.
Han Shan raised his head and glanced at Chen Qingyuan, his eyes complicated, as if he was asking if there was something wrong with the pill.
"Give it to senior! As long as these old guys from the Four Saints Sect are not confused, they will not dare to tamper with the elixir."
In front of the senior officials of the Four Saints Sect, Chen Qingyuan said these words without any concealment.
Everyone was very depressed and wanted to cut Chen Qingyuan into pieces. However, they did not have the courage, let alone the ability.
Han Shan put the elixir into Yu Beiting's mouth, and the elixir turned into a stream of cold liquid, which penetrated directly into Yu Beiting's body and quickly traveled throughout his body.
Visible to the naked eye, Yu Beiting's broken bones and meridians began to reshape.
In just over ten breaths, Yu Beiting's pain was reduced by most, and he could feel the presence of his limbs.
"This..." Yu Beiting slowly sat up and looked at the people around him, unsure of the situation: "Xiaoshan, what is going on?"
"Master, I will slowly explain it to you later."
Han Shan said softly.
"Okay." Yu Beiting nodded with a puzzled expression.
"Let's go!"
Chen Qingyuan glanced at Han Shan.
Therefore, under the strong hostility of the Four Saints, Chen Qingyuan and others left safely.
After Chen Qingyuan and others left, it is said that Han Yingyang returned to his cave, became furious and destroyed many mountains, rivers and trees to vent his anger.
It is said that the second young master, Han He, was severely punished. There were dozens of bloody marks on his back from being whipped. He looked extremely ferocious. The guards on the side were so frightened that they did not dare to make any move for fear of injuring themselves.
At the same time, in a city near Piaomiao Palace.
This is the territory of Piaomiao Palace. You don’t have to worry about being monitored or followed by people from the Four Saints Sect. It’s very safe.
In a side courtyard, Han Shan was talking to his teacher Yu Beiting about the whole story.
In the courtyard, Chen Qingyuan and Changsun Fengye sat opposite each other and drank tea. There was also a chessboard on the table, playing a game of moves.
"Brother Chen, this time you have offended the Four Holy Sects to death."
Changsun Fengye held the folding fan in his left hand and fanned it gently, while holding the chess pieces in his right hand, thinking about where the chess pieces should land.
"What are you afraid of?" Chen Qingyuan disagreed: "There are many forces in the world, and some of them must be offended. The Four Holy Sect humiliated Lao Han like this. In the future, when my own strength becomes stronger, I will beat up every one of those old guys.
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Chen Qingyuan snorted, still not very satisfied with the outcome of this incident.
All in all, Chen Qingyuan did not dare to take things too far, otherwise it would be bad if the Four Saints Sect was defeated. In the future, this grudge will be settled by Han Shan himself.
"I have an idea, and I look forward to seeing that scene."
Changsun Fengye laughed.
"Thank you for your help this time, otherwise it would not be so easy for me to enter the Four Saints Sect. I owe you a favor."
Chen Qingyuan has clear grievances and must repay any favor he owes.
"It's a small matter, I just showed you a way."
It seems that Changsun Fengye did nothing, but in fact he played a very important role. His reputation is very popular in the human spirit star field, and even the Four Sacred Sect does not dare to neglect it.
It was precisely because of this that Chen Qingyuan was able to show up at the critical moment and protect Han Shan. Otherwise, if time had dragged on, Yu Beiting might have been killed and there would be no way to recover.
"From now on, within the scope of my ability, feel free to speak."
Chen Qingyuan made a promise.
"Can."
Changsun Fengye accepted it gladly and did not refuse it politely.
The two played chess for a while, with the breeze blowing on their faces from time to time, playing with their black hair.
Han Shan asked Yu Beiting to have a good rest and went straight to the courtyard.
"Old Han, is your master okay?"
Chen Qingyuan asked with concern.
"It's no longer serious. Master asked me to thank you. If you hadn't come to the rescue, I'm afraid..."
After he hesitated to speak, Han Shan bowed to Chen Qingyuan very solemnly.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan quickly helped Han Shan up and said very seriously: "We are brothers, don't do this nonsense. If you continue to be like this, I will be angry."
"Okay." Han Shan and Chen Qingyuan looked at each other, their tense heartstrings relaxed, and they smiled and said, "My question, I won't be so polite in the future."
"That's pretty much it."
Chen Qingyuan nodded with satisfaction.
"Thank you so much, sir."
Han Shan didn't know Changsun Fengye, so he raised his hands and said.
"My eldest brother, Sun Fengye, you don't have to be polite, fellow Taoist."
Whether it was because of Chen Qingyuan's face or because of her reputation as Han Shan's mother, the eldest grandson Fengye did not look down upon him and returned the favor with a smile.
Then, Chen Qingyuan suggested: "Let's have a drink somewhere else!"
"Okay." Han Shan nodded heavily.
Before Zhang Sun Fengye could reply, Chen Qingyuan pulled Han Shan away.
"I'm going to win this game of chess. Did this guy do it on purpose?"
In the courtyard, the eldest son, Sun Fengye, looked down at the chessboard on the table and was stunned for a long time.
Definitely is!
No need to doubt.
Changsun Fengye shook his head and chuckled. Getting along with Chen Qingyuan was both a bit frustrating and a bit fun.
Immediately, Changsun Fengye followed Chen Qingyuan closely.
The three of them went to a secluded monk restaurant in the city to stay quiet.
The three of them sat in a private room upstairs, toasted and chatted, and their relationship gradually improved.
After drinking for three rounds, Chen Qingyuan suddenly felt a familiar smell nearby.
So, Chen Qingyuan opened the window of his private room and looked at a street in the city. Sure enough, he found an acquaintance, and he was surprised and happy.
"Liu Yatou, why are you here?"
Chen Qingyuan preached.
Suddenly hearing Chen Qingyuan's voice, Liu Lingran's delicate body trembled slightly. Following the direction of the voice, she turned her head and looked, ecstatically surprised: "Little Master Uncle!"