Jiang Xiaoyun, no, it's Jiang Yun now. He took a step forward slightly and moved his arms. He seemed a little uncomfortable. He held Xiao Hei in his right hand and touched his chest with his left hand. It was flat.
It was vast and there was no more burden than before. Jiang Yun couldn't help but feel happy, but at the same time he felt a little uncomfortable.
After all, after carrying two Wushans for five years, it seems that I already have some feelings.
"Zizzizi", as Jiang Yun moved his limbs and waist, the daughter's gauze clothes he was originally wearing were tightly tied to his body, and cracks burst out from the shock.
Jiang Yun was surprised, but more than anything, he was happy. For five years, he had been thinking about restoring the boy's body. For countless nights in the past five years, he would look at the picture that was not his own in front of the mirror.
With her beautiful face, she used her hands to touch the female features that did not belong to her body.
Although his appearance is gorgeous and his chest is plump, Jiang Yun feels extremely awkward and embarrassed. Ever since his sister Xiaoyan gave the water moon mirror to him, Jiang Yun often used the water moon mirror to take a look at his face as a man, looking at that
Jiang Yun felt slightly comforted by Zhang's fair and handsome face.
Jiang Yun moved several times in succession. Although Shayi squeezed himself very tightly and it was a little uncomfortable, Jiang Yun quickly adapted to his male body. He was ecstatic and quickly turned around and bowed to the middle-aged fat man.
: "Thank you... Hall Master, for unlocking my 'shape-changing' technique!"
Jiang Yun didn't know the specific identity of the middle-aged fat man, so he could only call him "the master of the hall".
The middle-aged man was still smiling all over his face, his eyes were rolling, staring at Jiang Yun, and then he said approvingly: "Well, he looks good, like a descendant of our Shuyuan Valley."
At this time, most of the people on Guancang Terrace had just recovered from their surprise. Si Qiubai, the leader of Dixing Village, also laughed loudly:
"The art of 'changing one's appearance' is indeed the world's supreme miraculous art. Well, I admire you very much!" As he spoke, he stared straight at the middle-aged fat man with burning eyes and said: "Your Excellency's art is exquisite and his body skills are wonderful. Look at you.
You are so addicted to alcohol, if I guess correctly, you should be the chief disciple of Shuyuan Valley Master Xia Duantian, and the current hall master of Shuyuan Valley, Mian Mufeng."
When the middle-aged fat man heard this, he smiled with a very respectful look on his face. He saluted Si Qiubai and said, "This junior has paid homage to the leader of the village. The master of the village has bright eyes like a torch, and he is still so powerful!"
Si Qiubai smiled and said: "No, no, more than ten years ago, we fought side by side for the empire, so we can be considered old friends." At this point, he sighed and continued: "Hey, it's a pity that the Master of Xia Valley has passed away.
No more, I had the best rapport with him back then."
Hearing this, Mian Mufeng had a sad look on his face. He must have missed the Valley Master in his heart, and said: "The village master is kind and righteous. I thank the village master on behalf of the valley master."
Having said this, Miao Mufeng saluted the two star masters of Dixing Village. North Star Master Dong Guo Wenxuan and East Star Master Fu Tianmu also returned the salute.
At this time, the other three figures who came with Miao Mufeng also revealed their true colors.
One of the men, about forty years old, had a tall and straight figure, with a jade tree facing the wind. He was wearing a white robe embellished with plum blossoms, spotlessly clean. His green and black hair was fluttering in the wind, and he was holding an ink-stained treasure fan and shaking it gently.
There was a heroic look on his face, with a slight smile.
This person's name is Mo Yinjun. He is the second hall master in Shuyuan Valley. He is usually a bit arrogant. On the contrary, this makes him more elegant and elegant. The spiritual weapon refined by Mo Yinjun is an ink mark treasure.
Fan, this treasure fan is very powerful. It is infused with spiritual power and uses magic. It can remove various offensive objects from the treasure fan, including mountains and rivers. It is extremely powerful.
The other man was about thirty-five years old, tall, with a handsome face. He was wearing a black and white gown. He stood there with a long body and no expression on his face, motionless.
The master of Lingyue Palace and the Holy Master, the four chief disciples of Tianqi Mountain, the master of Dixing Village and the two star masters were each serving as supervisors more than ten years ago when they were marching for the Hong Empire.
They all know each other. So it is natural to know that this man's name is Jiyun Chuixue. He is the fourth son of the faction in Shuyuan Valley. He is usually not good at words, but he is calm, experienced and resourceful.
Anyone present with a little advanced spiritual power can sense it. This means that Yun Chuixue exudes extremely strong spiritual pressure. He should have at least cultivated to the eighth level of spiritual power. Not only that, Yun Chuixue is good at "Crow Summoning Technique".
Use your own body to practice the "Crow Transformation Technique". In an emergency situation during battle, you can transform into a magical crow, and then cast the "Demon Rope" to restrain the enemy in one fell swoop. It is also a very powerful magic crow in the valley.
character of.
At this time, a charming and charming voice came, and everyone looked for the voice. All the men on the viewing platform felt that their horizons were opened, only Fu Fangyu felt an unusual headache when he saw this, and hurriedly hid.
Behind the father Futianmu.
I saw a beautiful young woman, about thirty years old, with a graceful figure and a charming face. She wore a delicate bloody red lotus on her head, a red cheongsam, a high chest, and a bottomless ditch.
The white jade thighs are exposed. The whole body is plump and enchanting, extremely tempting.
The beautiful young woman held a soulful pipa in her arms, and her eyes swept over the crowd from a distance, making the men present tremble in their bones. Her eyes were truly breathtaking.
This young woman needs no further introduction, she is naturally Le Hongji, the leader of the fifth hall in Shuyuan Valley. After Le Hongji said goodbye to Jiang Yun in the jungle that day, she rushed back to Shuyuan Valley without stopping. Then she
Jiang Yun's incident and the news that the third hall leader Ma Yiren was killed by a Taoist priest from Tianqi Mountain were told to several brothers.
After the three elder brothers and hall masters learned that Ma Yiren had been killed, they were really shocked and angry, and vowed to fight against the smelly Taoist priests in Tianqi Mountain. When they learned that the heir of the valley master was still alive and hiding in Lingyue Palace in the north, they were eager to
Extremely. The hall master Mian Mufeng immediately arranged the recent matters in the valley, and then led several hall masters to rush towards Lingyue Palace.
After excluding Miao Mufeng, the other three hall masters also saluted the leader of Dixing Village and the two star masters one after another. However, the four masters of Shuyuan Valley faced the master of Lingyue Palace and the four holy masters as well as the master of Tianqi Mountain.
However, Jiaohe and the four chief disciples looked arrogant and ignored him at all.
The headmaster of Tianqi Mountain, Yi Xingju, was a snobbish person. When he saw this, he was furious and couldn't help but let out a loud "hum".
Everyone knew what Yi Xingju's "hum" meant. When Yi Kui, the second disciple sitting on Qianhe Peak of Tianqi Mountain, saw this, he felt very unfair. He jumped out, pointed at the four people in Shuyuan Valley and shouted:
"You, the four great hall masters of Shuyuan Valley, are so rude. My master was in the same empire as your valley master as a supervisor, and he was your elder after all. You actually didn't even show the most basic salute. You are really blind!"
Yi Kui is small and thin, but has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. He speaks like pearls falling from a jade plate, fast and venomously.
Mian Mufeng's smile faded slightly, and she snorted with a "hum", then raised the gourd and took a sip of wine without answering.
At this time, Mo Yinjun took a step forward, put the ink fan in his hand on the tip of his nose and shook it gently, pretending to sniff, frowned, and said: "Where did the wild dog come from and fart here? It's like
It’s killing people!”
He was handsome and elegant, and he looked serious when he said this, which made the female disciples of Lingyue Palace on the viewing platform cover their mouths and snicker.
"You..." Yi Kui was furious and pointed at Mo Yinjun's nose, but he couldn't say a word in a hurry.
Yi Xingju narrowed his eyes and opened them again. He waved to Yi Kui and signaled him to go back. Then he asked the four people in Shuyuan Valley: "I didn't know that the four hall masters in Shuyuan Valley came to Lingyue Palace uninvited."
What's the matter?"
Miao Mufeng shook his body slightly, as if he was a little drunk, and replied with a smile: "Aren't everyone here guessing about the life experience of this young man Jiang Yun? This hall master is here today to unravel the secret of Jiang Yun's life experience for you."
Everyone first saw that he unlocked the form-changing technique for Jiang Yun, and they all guessed that Jiang Yun was related to Shuyuan Valley. However, the details of Jiang Yun's relationship with Shuyuan Valley were still very detailed.
Hard to guess.
So after hearing what he said, many disciples were curious and listened carefully.
Yi Xingju sneered and said: "It would be best if the scandalous things about your Shuyuan Valley are told by the people of your Shuyuan Valley, so as not to waste my Immortal Taoist tongue."
The palace master Wu Lingzi had no expression on her face and just said: "Master Pang, there is no need to sell anything. It's okay to tell everyone so that everyone here will not make random guesses."
Si Qiubai's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he smoothed his long beard without saying a word.
Miao Mufeng glanced at everyone present and said with a smile: "Yes, this young man named Jiang Yun is the descendant of our Shuyuan Valley. His biological father's name is Xia Yuefeng, and his biological father is the son of our Valley Master.
The only son."
As soon as these words came out, the female disciples of Lingyue Palace all opened their mouths in surprise. Although they expected that Jiang Yun was from Shuyuan Valley, they never expected that Jiang Yun was the heir of the master of Shuyuan Valley. In this way,
Jiang Yun's status is quite high, not comparable to that of the disciples of Lingyue Palace. But the strange thing is that Jiang Yun is the grandson of the master of Shuyuan Valley. How could he come to Lingyue Palace and be willing to be a Butterfly Xuan?
Where are the alchemy disciples?
Most people present were puzzled.
When Si Qiubai heard this, his brows tightened a little, as if he remembered some past events that he didn't want to recall.
I only heard Mian Mufeng continue: "Yes, our valley master is the biological grandfather of young Jiang Yun. This young man Jiang Yun is the orthodox bloodline of Shuyuan Valley. To be honest, today I and the four hall masters came to Lingling together.
The purpose of coming to the Moon Palace is to welcome our Valley Master’s heir back to Shuyuan Valley and take over the position of the Valley Master of Shuyuan Valley.”
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like thunder exploding on the Guancang Platform.
"When Jiang Yun is appointed as the master of Shuyuan Valley, doesn't he have the same status as our palace master?"
"Yes, Jiang Yun is so virtuous and capable, and he is so young. What experience and ability does he have to be the leader of any faction?"
"..."
Of course there are those who hold different opinions.
"Don't say that, age is not the only factor in ambition. Although Jiang Yun is young, his spiritual power is unfathomable, and he has refined extraordinary and powerful weird spiritual weapons. He might actually be a Valley Master."
"Yes, after all, Jiang Yun is the official bloodline of the old Valley Master of Shuyuan Valley, so it is natural for him to be the Valley Master."
"..."
The arguments continued, and the female disciples of Lingyue Palace who were facing Jiang Yun actually accounted for the majority. Fu Fangyu heard it from a distance, and felt very disdainful in his heart, "When Jiang Yun was a girl, these female disciples all said bad things about others. Now Jiang Yun has recovered.
In addition to the handsome appearance of the man, and the instant change in status, they all started talking to Jiang Yun. It seems that the female disciples of Lingyue Palace are really nymphomaniacs!"
When Fu Fangyu sarcastically reached this point, he suddenly thought that Jiang Yun was originally a man. His heart felt painful again, and an indescribable melancholy filled his heart like rain and mist.
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