Comprehension: Grinding the Gun

The anger of being neglected earlier dissipated in a blink of an eye, Zhan Long raised his hand and stroked his junior brother's back lightly, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

The two of them didn't delay any longer and went straight back to Xiuye ​​Valley.

The valley is still peaceful and peaceful, there are many houses, but it is a little more noisy than before. It is one person and one bear competing in the martial arts arena.

One bear is a black and white fur-colored Wuyun Lingbi Tuantuan, and the other is a young boy of twelve or thirteen years old in a bright yellow short shirt.

The boy was born smart and strong, his muscles were tanned to a wheat color, his blouse was open, revealing a silver chain around his neck, and a piece of suet white jade pendant of fine texture dangled under the collarbone following the boy's movements.

Tuantuan now has the physique of a young man, and with his fluffy hair, he looks even bigger, with his sharp claws retracted, he only growls threateningly in his throat, rushes forward and back, and competes with the young man in fighting skills.

The martial arts arena was full of crowds, boisterously, and Xu Wenli was in dazzling white clothes. The disfigured and foolish Le An, dressed in a crimson red robe, followed Xu Wenli step by step, as if celebrating a festival, with a beaming expression on his face.

The surrounding monks also cheered and applauded loudly, and gave pointers from time to time, teaching the young man how to use dexterity, or dodge or attack, and his fists and fists all hit the vital points of the joints.

Although the boy was still childish, he was composed and behaved like everyone else.He is dexterous, with faint traces of the Qi Qin Jue, with palms or fists, he greets the furry fur, but he only touches as far as he wants, without even hurting a single hair.

After fighting like this for a short time, Tuantuan groaned and rolled on the ground with his belly in the air, and refused to fight the boy again.

Everyone cheered, and they all rushed forward, surrounding the young boy in the middle.

The young man also had a smile on his face, and he was quite modest, humble and reserved in response to the praise and advice of the elders.

Zhan Changsheng didn't dare to recognize each other, so he asked in a low voice: "Brother, could that boy be Xia Tongsheng?"

Zhan Long snorted coldly: "You think there are some little beasts in this cultivation valley."

Zhan Changsheng couldn't help laughing, and replied: "That's true."

But after a while, everyone saw Brother Zhanlong standing aside watching.

Immediately, the crowd became more excited, but because of Zhanlong's fierce aura, everyone dared not approach, but stood on the spot, or even retreated a few feet, folded their hands to collect their clothes, saluted like a ritual, and raised their voices: "Sect Master, Master! Uncle, you are back!"

The little boy even shouted loudly: "Daddy!" Three steps in parallel, Ruyan threw herself into Changsheng's arms like throwing herself into a forest.

Zhan Changsheng hurried forward and caught him casually, only to feel his arms sink, it was much heavier.Unknowingly holding Xia Tongsheng in his arms with a smile, he turned his head to look at Wu Yun who was slowly waking up, patted the top of its head, and said, "Thanks to you all these years, Wu Yun."

Wu Yun just lowered his head, rubbed lightly under Zhan Changsheng's palm, and let out a low grunt from his throat.

Zhanlong still doesn't like crowds gathering, he just said I'm going to retreat, so he jumped up from the spot and turned back to the stone house.

Now that he has recovered the five broken blades, he is inevitably anxious to refine them.

Seeing the fierce god leave, everyone cheered up immediately, cheered and surrounded them, and surrounded Zhan Changsheng all the way into the meeting hall.

Three monks, two men and one woman, headed by Liu Zhong, Zhang Yi, and Feng Yao, told the experience of these days one by one.

After the catastrophe of Tongtianfang, it was relocated to Tianfu City.Today, Tianfu City is a big city second only to Tiangu City, and it is also the most fertile place among the seven cities and six counties in Huawai.

It is also located in the central area of ​​Huawai, with convenient transportation no matter where you go from south to north.

At the beginning, Tongtian Sect had intended to set up a city here, but the demon king of the previous generation was greedy and taxed extremely heavy, so he took the second place and chose Tianmian City, which advocates governance by doing nothing and has the lowest taxation.

Now Tianmian City has no leader, and Liu Shuang's subordinates are fighting for power and profit all day long, and the people of the city are anxious and fleeing one after another.If Sleeping City was not located in a remote place and frozen for thousands of years, it would have been annexed by other magic cities long ago.

Zhan Changsheng asked again: "What happened in the lonely city that day?"

Zhang Yi replied: "Tiangu City has negotiated peace with Yongchang."

Since Tiangu City annexed the Qiongying and Changning prefectures, it has been going all the way through the years, almost breaking through the capital.But he just signed an alliance with King Yongchang, and the whole army withdrew.

Now the border is peaceful, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and there is no war for thousands of miles, which is really gratifying.

I don't know what kind of covenant they signed with each other, Xia Houyan actually handed over Qiongying and Changning, and Yongchang sent King Yizhao to guard them.

Zhan Changsheng couldn't help laughing and said: "How come the Yongchang royal family can't learn a lesson, and even sent another prince here. How many princes did the Xia royal family have?"

Zhang Yi also said with a smile: "This prince is a king with a different surname, and an old friend of Qiongying Changning. His surname is Hu and his name is Yanfeng. His talent is amazing, and he has become a Taoist with martial arts..."

Zhan Changsheng's ears were buzzing, but he couldn't hear Zhang Yi's eloquence clearly.

"...That Hu Yanfeng was so reminiscent of the old days, he wrote to the emperor, buried Hu's entire family with honor, and guarded his grandmother's spirit for seven days and seven nights, and returned to Changning with Xiao Xingye..."

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Zhang Yifang stopped talking, everyone in the room was shocked, not daring to breathe, and looked at Zhan Changsheng.

Zhan Changsheng took his time, put the broken half pear wood armrest on the table beside him, and said with a calm expression: "The chair is old, and the new year is coming, so let's change it."

There are a total of 36 Pixiu Fuyun armchairs carved in pear blossom wood. They were selected and purchased by Fengyao in person at Tongtianfang two months ago. They are made of century-old sour pear wood nourished by spiritual veins. .

Zhan Changsheng is a Dharma cultivator, so breaking it easily with such a heavy lift is unavoidably frightening.

Feng Yao said with a smile: "There are new chairs in the warehouse, I'll ask someone to replace them, so don't worry about it."

Xia Tongsheng couldn't bear to listen to Zhang Yi's nonsense before, so he just kept tugging on Zhan Changsheng's sleeves, and Zhan Changsheng could only say: "I still have something to talk about, you go play with Tuanyuanyuan first."

He called Mao Mao again, after all Xia Tongsheng had a childlike heart, and when he had enough admiration, he became playful and took Mao Mao out with a group of monsters.

After Zhan Changsheng chatted with everyone for a while, the disciples dispersed to get busy.

He said to Liu Zhong: "Maybe I have a way to protect the puppet, but I have to think about it and look for you another day."

Liu Zhong had no idea at first, but two of those monks in red clothes had died, which made him even more anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Now that he heard Zhan Changsheng's promise, he felt as if he had grasped the straw to save his life. He was overjoyed and hurried to the cave.

Fengyao and Zhang Yi also followed and said goodbye, Fengyao complained slowly: "The master master broke the chair as soon as he came back, and I bought that armchair as a prestige... two hundred spirit stones each."

Zhan Changsheng was startled, "It's so expensive?"

Feng Yao said: "Bai Lingling raised sour pear wood to carve these 36 Pixiu Fu Yun, and the damaged carving knives alone piled up like a mountain."

The sour pear wood is the best material for refining weapons. The meeting hall is full of seats, and it can refine hundreds of defensive pear wood rings, which is enough to arm the Dragon Slayer.But it really is...extremely extravagant.

Seeing Zhan Changsheng's eyes full of astonishment, Fengyao was afraid that he would disapprove, so she stepped forward and explained: "I was born in Weimo, and I will inevitably be despised by others. If this pear wood chair is used for decades, people come and go to sit and rub It can produce jade-run patina, and its value will skyrocket. If there are guests visiting, it will definitely not lose the face of Zhanlongmen. What's more, this sour pear wood has been refined, and it can be used as a defensive magic weapon in critical times."

After Zhan Changsheng listened, he couldn't help sighing, after all, a woman is careful, and can consider these human relationships thoroughly, so she remembered another thing.

He hesitated for a while, but still took out Pan Ci's Qiankun ring, handed it to Xu Wenli and said, "Is this your fifth senior brother's private property?"

Xu Wenli's face froze, but he still took the sweep, and immediately shook his head and threw it back, "Fifth Senior Brother does not have this Qiankun ring, and there is no identifiable precious magic weapon in the ring. I don't know who it is."

If so, where did this universe ring come from?

Zhan Changsheng couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't pursue it, so he handed over the Qiankun Ring to Fengyao, and said: "Everything depends on several people to take care of it."

Feng Yao took it, and together with Zhang Yi said solemnly, "Please rest assured, master master."

When those two also left the meeting room, only Zhan Changsheng and Xu Wenli were left, speechless for a moment.

Zhan Changsheng felt a little embarrassed, and after a while, he smiled and said: "That little fool is no longer pestering you?"

Xu Wenli put the teacup on the table and snorted coldly, "Coax him to sleep."

Zhan Changsheng said again: "I want to go back to the house to see my brother, Ah Li will come with me."

Xu Wenli got up without saying a word, walked to the entrance of the meeting hall, and then said viciously: "Lead the way!"

Zhan Changsheng summoned the wooden slips and took him to the stone house from Xiuye ​​Valley.The cold wind in the mountains is getting stronger day by day, there are faint snowflakes, and the surrounding fields are silent.

There was also silence on the wooden slips, so Zhan Changsheng could only cough and said: "Only my brother and I know the location of this stone house. In Xiuye ​​Valley, I will only take you there."

Xu Wenli only sneered and said, "It's an honor."

Seeing his angry appearance, Zhan Changsheng could only sigh and remained silent.

The wooden slips galloped silently, and when he saw the forest outside the stone house in the distance, Xu Wenli said sullenly, "Why don't you ask how my senior brother is?"

Zhan Changsheng said: "Ah Li, he deliberately planned to harm me and senior brother, we almost lost our lives at the bottom of Zhangye Lake."

Xu Wenli said angrily: "Nonsense words! My senior brother will never forget you at first sight, love you deeply, and love you is not enough, how could he harm you?"

Zhan Changsheng stood in front of the wooden slips, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and said quietly: "I have a water magic circle, which can reproduce the scene at that time, why don't I show it to you."

Xu Wenli shut up, and after a long time, the wooden slip slowly landed on the forest path outside the Yuye Spirit Flower, Xu Wenli jumped down, took two steps forward, and then stopped and said: "No need, you never lied to me. "

Xu Wenli turned around. The white-clothed swordsman has become more stable after several times of experience. His black eyes are clear and clear, looking at Zhan Changsheng calmly, and said: "He is my fifth senior brother after all."

Zhan Changsheng took the wooden slips and walked towards him in a leisurely manner, while being vigilant secretly, he replied: "A Li, don't worry, just ask for a clear conscience in everything."

Xu Wenli leaned silently, a pair of jet-black eyebrows furrowed deeply, and then he grabbed the corner of his sleeve, handed it to Zhan Changsheng, and said, "Grasp it!"

Zhan Changsheng didn't know why, but he still did as he said and grabbed Xu Wenli's sleeve edged with green bamboo brocade.

Immediately, the sword light flashed, and half of the sleeves fell into Zhan Changsheng's hands.

Xu Wenli's eyes were reddish, his voice was choked up, and he said angrily, "I will break up with you!"

"..." Zhan Changsheng couldn't bear it after all, and persuaded him, "It's the cutting of the robes, the corners of the robes are cut, not the sleeves."

Xu Wenli choked, and the grief and anger that had arisen earlier dissipated completely in an instant, so he could only give Zhan Changsheng a vicious look, and said: "It's enough to understand! That little fool, take good care of him. I'll get to know you once, If we meet again in the future, I will avoid it twice. If there is a third meeting, I will definitely not die!"

Zhan Changsheng saw that he was determined to do so, and his heart was heavy. This young man has the same temperament as him, and now he has cut off his sleeves... It is really a pity to cut off his robe.He clenched half of the sleeve fabric in his hand, and said in a low voice, "A Li...you listen to me..."

Xu Wenli shouted: "Don't mention it again! Zhan Changsheng, take care."

Zhan Changsheng could only sigh, and said again: "A Li, take care of you too."

Xu Wenli summoned the flying sword, jumped up, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Zhan Changsheng looked at the blue sky disappointedly, and there were footsteps approaching steadily behind him, standing half a foot away, silent.

Zhan Changsheng just said with a smile: "Senior brother, people's hearts are unpredictable, I'm tired."

Zhan Long didn't answer, just said: "...six, seven, eight, nine, ten..."

Zhan Changsheng couldn't care less about being sad and lost, and asked in surprise, "Brother, what are you counting?"

Zhan Long raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and continued: "...fifteen, sixteen..."

Counting to 26 o'clock, a blue-gold sword light reappeared in the sky, and it expanded in the blink of an eye, approaching.

At 42 o'clock, the blue light stopped in the sky in front of the two of them, and Jianxiu in white flew down, striding forward angrily.

When counting to 46, Xu Wenli stopped in front of Zhan Changsheng, spread out a hand, and shouted coldly, "Give it back to me."