Yang Yu's five senses were astonishing. He could hear the sounds of mosquitoes and flies hundreds of feet away, not to mention the murmurs of the beautiful lady close to his chest.
I scolded Zhang Longfu many times in my heart, but I didn't pretend that I couldn't hear him. I answered calmly and talked about the cause and effect of this matter.
"OK!"
After Yang Yu said a few words, Qin Si had not yet spoken. Zhao Kun, who was still a little pleased, shouted:
"I can't believe it! You look so upright and cold as a stone, but you are still a romantic child!"
"What nonsense?"
Yang Prison stared.
With his current mental and physical strength, coupled with the lingering power of killing Yuan Fei, Zhao Kun suddenly felt cold water pouring on his head when he opened his mouth and couldn't help but shudder.
But how could he be afraid at this time? He stared back with his neck raised.
"Uncle Master, just calm down."
Qin Si straightened her slightly messy hair, blushed slightly and stood up from Yang Yu's arms.
"Kill the donkey?!"
Zhao Kun only felt tightness in his chest.
"You drink tea first."
Qin Si hurriedly poured tea and water for him, asked him to sit down, and comforted him with a few words...
"In Changliu Mountain, Duan Qilong is aggressive. Also, your great uncle is watching outside. The old man is dedicated to protecting me. I can't pull him to fight for his life with the two great masters..."
Yang Yu was still talking about the reasons, and after a pause, he said:
"Later, Long Yuan suddenly changed, and the commander was also in trouble. At that time, I refused to admit it, but I couldn't say it out."
Yang Yu is very calm, and he won't hide anything at this stall.
"The words are so..."
Zhao Kun's expression softened slightly, but he was still a little uneasy.
Qin Si came down the mountain this time. No matter what he thought in his heart, he really hated his uncle. If he was abandoned by others, he would not dare to think about it...
"Commander Yu is obsessed with martial arts and has never paid attention to matters between men and women. He reluctantly agreed before. First, he wanted to exonerate me. Secondly, he also wanted to get rid of the pressure of marriage at home."
Qin Si lowered her head and played with the hem of her clothes, but Yang Yu knew what she was thinking and solved her doubts.
Whether in his previous life or in this life, he has never experienced anything between a man and a woman, but since he has accepted Qin Si's wishes, he will not be half-hearted.
"So, you have no personal relationship with that commander?"
Zhao Kun asked.
He couldn't help but ask in detail. Compared with the little princess who was the best in the world in terms of martial arts, talent, status, and family background, Qin Si was still a wanted remnant of Yulong Temple, so she really didn't have the slightest advantage.
Even if Long Yuan undergoes a sudden change at this time, a princess who has perfected the undefeated Tiangang is still a being that no one dares to touch, and she is even more noble than the prince.
Recalling the woman with the cold saw and fierce fire, Yang Yu shook his head:
"If the commander is interested in me, he will probably only be thinking about fighting."
"If that's the case, that would be great."
Zhao Kun breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Qin Si just spoke: "Yang, Brother Yang, did that princess really pass on the secret of Zhen Gang passed down through the family to you?"
She is smart and sensitive, but she is also a little surprised. If she does not have a good heart, which woman would pass on her family's secret knowledge to others, and she even almost went to the clan mansion for this.
Could it be that he is really a fool?
"It's a long story, but no matter what, I owe her a lot."
Yang Yu sighed slightly, unable to refute.
Regardless of Qinglong Nine Kills or Undefeated Tiangang, he really got it from Yu Fengxian, and she really solved the problem for him by agreeing to get married.
"What you owe others must be paid back."
Qin Si boldly grabbed the generous hand. Although she was shy, she was very bold.
Yang Yu lowered his head and saw that her face was like morning stars, her face was flushed, and her face was even more beautiful. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He held the catkins behind his back and said in a gentle voice:
"good!"
"Okay, let's talk."
The two of them were talking to each other, and Zhao Kun suddenly felt that the tea in his hand was tasteless. He reluctantly took a sip of tea, got up and prepared to leave. Before leaving the room, he glanced at Qin Si:
"No matter what, uncle is still uncle, you..."
Before he finished speaking, he looked slightly gloomy and closed the door.
"Uncle Master..."
Qin Si's eyes were slightly red.
It was my uncle who picked her up from the dead, but it was this uncle who raised her since she was a child.
"Taoist Lin..."
Yang Yu knew what she was thinking, but he was a little silent, just wiping the corners of her eyes.
He naturally didn't like Taoist Lin very much, but it was Qin Si's sect after all, and she had her emotional sustenance.
Just as he was unwilling to worship at Jade Dragon Temple, Qin Si was not willing to leave.
After a moment of silence, Qin Si looked up at him:
"Brother Yang, I still have to go back to my uncle. There must be an explanation after all. My uncle loved me very much when I was a child. I..."
"You can't convince him."
Yang Yu shook his head:
"He is no longer the Taoist Lin he used to be."
His understanding of Taoist Lin was naturally not as good as Qin Si's, but based on his extraordinary attention to Li Chuang, he clearly knew what Taoist Lin's purpose was.
"I know, but if I don't go back, my uncle, I'm afraid he will..."
Qin Si's expression was a little gloomy.
She absolutely didn't want to have anything to do with that Li Chuang, but how could she easily abandon the sect and elders where she learned and grew up?
Jade Dragon Temple, Taoist Lin...
Man of Truth?!
Yang Yu thought about all the things about Jade Dragon Temple in his mind, and suddenly remembered the scenes he had seen when refining the human skin scroll, and his eyes suddenly moved:
"Perhaps, it may not necessarily be impossible to convince him..."
"ah?"
Qin Si was puzzled and immediately exclaimed: "Is this?"
"Do you remember the first time we met?"
Yang Yu gently shook the scroll of human skin:
"Although it rained heavily that night, my five senses were superhuman. Even though the distance was far away, I could still hear your conversation. You said you sensed the aura of your ancestor in me..."
"So you really heard it at that time? Yes, the aura of the ancestor is located in this...skin?"
Qin Si's eyes surged with water, and she felt the trembling of her inner breath.
Jade Dragon Temple has seven major inheritances, but among her peers, she is the only one who has learned the 'True Word Technique' of the ancestor's lineage.
This internal refining method may not be very powerful, but she can sense people who also practice this mantra. At this time, her eyes widened.
On this human skin scroll is the aura of her family's ancestor, the Taoist Master of Truth.
Involuntarily, I reached out to touch it.
"This skin..."
Before Yang Yu could finish his words, a sudden change occurred.
This human skin rolled up without any movement in the wind, and a faint but extremely pure golden light overflowed out!
This is no longer golden light. It is extremely condensed and overflows slowly, like melted golden water and scattered golden sand. It is really like substance!
"Such a powerful Qi?!"
At this time, Yang Prison was a little moved.
This ray of true energy was not even noticed by him. It seemed that he had sensed Qin Si's inner energy, and then he made a strange move.
So……
"Man of Truth?!"
Yang Yu's heart was shocked, but before he could react, the overflowing golden energy had already entered Qin Si's palm, and the latter groaned and almost fainted.
He reached out and hugged Qin Si, and with his peripheral vision, he saw letters glowing with golden light jumping out of the human skin scroll.
Like living soldiers, gathering and arraying.
This is……
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed and he saw four big characters in front of his head, like a general leading an army, full of excitement.
"Indestructible golden body!"
…
…
Whoosh!
The golden-feathered eagle pierced the sky like an arrow, and with its intermittent cry, it went all the way west, climbed over many mountains and rivers, and landed at the border of Baizhou.
Longyuan Road is located at the junction of the three countries. The three states within the territory are all border passes. Among them, Qingzhou Tianlang Pass, which is adjacent to Liuji Mountain, is the most important. After that, it is the "enemy" and "mountain barrier" for Yunbai Prefecture.
Second pass.
In the evening, the clouds in the sky were burning like fire, and in the middle of the mountain pass, an unknown banquet was being held.
Behind a beautiful woman who still retains her charm is Yu Lingxian, whose face is covered by a silk scarf. Her face is stern, but she is looking around with her peripheral vision.
Baizhou has always been wealthy, and the general stationed at Lanshang Pass, Jun Zhenghao, is also a wealthy man in Baizhou. Although he does not have the guts to reward the three armies on his behalf, the pass is still very lively, not inferior to Qingzhou City.
The soldiers patrolling back and forth are full of vitality and blood, and are very elite.
"The teaching is actually involved with Fang Zhenghao?"
Yu Lingxian frowned slightly, a little surprised.
The Liansheng Cult spread all over the world, and no one knew how many followers it had. However, Fang Zhenghao was the great master in charge of a state's frontier army.
There are only a few such people in the church who can stabilize him. What kind of promise can make him tempted?
Thinking of the sergeants she saw along the way preparing for battle, she felt a little solemn in her heart.
"Lingxian, don't think so wildly."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in her ears.
Yu Lingxian immediately gathered her thoughts and nodded in agreement.
The Saint of Liansheng Cult changed her career, and the person in front of her was one of those Saints from sixty or seventy years ago. Her name was Yan Xi, who was sent by the General Altar after they learned that the Qingzhou stronghold had been eradicated.
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In a few months, thousands of strongholds on Longyuan Road have been integrated, and they have subdued the masters from all over the world.
"The 'Miraculous Source Sutra' is the best at peering into people's minds. Whenever you have distracting thoughts, they will penetrate you."
As Yan Xi spoke, he paused and stopped in front of a hidden manor.
squeak~
The courtyard door opened, and two rows of servants bowed to greet him.
"Elder Yan has come a long way to work hard, so please come to the banquet!"
"Mysterious..."
Yan Xi sneered and walked into the manor without any fear. Yu Lingxian followed suit. He glanced at the middle-aged man with his peripheral vision and felt solemn in his heart.
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Fang Zhenghao is undoubtedly the most special one among the three generals stationed at the border.
Unlike Wei Zhengxian, who was so sharp in those days, and Lin Qitian, who was low-key, although he was a military strategist, he followed Confucianism and established a college in Lanshang Pass.
In name, it is for the enlightenment of soldiers in the army. In fact, his family has a great business, does not skimp on elixirs and martial arts, and has a state of elites to choose from.
The forces in the dark are only afraid of...
Walking through the heavily guarded manor, there is a huge square in front of you.
There were hundreds of people in the huge square, and the food and wine were steaming like clouds.
As his peripheral vision swept across the square, Yu Lingxian's breath was stagnant.
Master!
All are masters!
With this glance, there were dozens of heads of major forces whose names she could call out!
Dressed in white, a majestic middle-aged man about eight feet tall, sitting on a throne covered with tiger skin, he looked around like the sun gazing at the stars.
He didn't say a word, but he had an awe-inspiring aura that was as unshakable as mountains standing in front of him.