Gu Dongfang, the proud one

"Brother Zhaoyang? Brother Zhaoyang, you're in a daze again!" A girlish voice sounded out, waking up Gu Zhaoyang who was in a daze.

Gu Zhaoyang was stunned, and said with a smile: "Tingting, your brother and the others have left?"

Zhou Tingting pouted, "They're all gone, you're the only stump left to accompany them!"

Gu Zhaoyang said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, brother Zhaoyang has a friend who is in the first-line trial, I'm just a little worried."

"I know, she's a great beauty." Zhou Tingting snorted, "It's spread all over the valley, even Sister Yun'er says he's good-looking, and he's going to be a young lady. You, you're sorry for Sister Yun'er! Not human! Yes, yes ...big fat pig!"

"Why did you get involved with sister Yun'er again?" Gu Zhaoyang said helplessly. He was sure that he had never provoked his daughter's family before he was 15 years old. He is only 12 years old, and Yun'er's younger sister is eleven years old, so it can't be justified.

Zhou Tingting snorted a few times and stopped talking.

Gu Zhaoyang only thought that she was young and ignorant, and just smiled and passed away.

Today is the tenth birthday of the granddaughter of Zhou Qiping, the elder of the medicine hall. In the yard ahead, they set up a separate table for the guests. When he was in a daze, everyone went to the front to toast, but now they are pushing the door open in twos and threes. Come in.

"You guys are back!" Zhou Tingting stood up joyfully, plunged into the arms of a handsome young man, pouted and said, "Brother Zhaoyang bullied sister Yun'er, brother, go and teach him a lesson!"

Zhou Wan tugged at her thin braids, and hummed softly, "You careless little thing, I don't believe you anymore."

As she spoke, she nodded towards Gu Zhaoyang, and said with a smile: "Tingting has always heard that wind is rain, young master, don't take it to heart."

"How come! Tingting is the most obedient!" Zhou Tingting pouts.

"All right, all right, Tingting is the most obedient." Gu Zhaoyang smiled helplessly.

Zhou Wan pampered the girl's nose, put her down, and winked at Gu Zhaoyang.

Gu Zhaoyang understood, and after staying for a while, he walked out of the small side hall with Zhou Wan one after the other.

"Just now my father told someone that Mr. Dongfang has passed ten rounds, and he is now in the third level. Judging by the momentum, it will not be difficult to reach the sky within five days." Arriving at the back of a rockery, he made sure that there was no one around. Wan thought about it.

Gu Zhaoyang nodded slightly, and hurriedly said: "How is he now? Is he injured?"

Zhou Wan pursed her lips, "I'm not sure about this, but judging by the speed of breaking the formation, Young Master Dongfang should be fine."

Gu Zhaoyang heaved a sigh of relief, the others are not important, as long as the person is fine.

"It's just..." Zhou Wan frowned, glanced at Gu Zhaoyang with some hesitation, and continued, "Just now Qianliyan sent a message, and the hidden hall has notified the punishment hall... the eighteen elders and 32 priests of the punishment hall have gone up to the mountain to protect Ji, Senior Hua...has gone too."

Gu Zhaoyang's face turned pale. If he could talk about affection with other people, but in front of Hua Mingyuan, even the elder brother and master would have to back off, no matter it was him.

"...What did Daoist Qingshao say?" Gu Zhaoyang pursed his lips.

Zhou Wandao: "Master Qingshao reassured the young master that Young Master Dongfang will be fine."

"Don't worry..." Gu Zhaoyang murmured, "You are always like this, always saying to let me rest assured, when I am relieved, the person is gone..."

……

"Miss Xu, you don't look very well, I..."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

……

"Young master, young master?" Zhou Wan pushed his shoulder, and Gu Zhaoyang came back to his senses and forced a smile.

"Young Master, don't worry too much. Young Master Dongfang is also a man of measure. No matter how murderous Senior Hua is, he won't kill for no reason, right?" Zhou Wan comforted.

Gu Zhaoyang took a deep breath, "I want to go to the sky."

Zhou Wan was taken aback, "Young master?"

Gu Zhaoyang looked directly at the rockery behind Zhou Wan, and said firmly, "I want to go to the sky, ruthless."

Under Zhou Wan's shocked gaze, a pure black boot stepped out from behind the empty rockery.

"Young master, it's up to you if you don't practice this martial arts after reaching the sky," Wu Qing said indifferently.

Gu Zhaoyang nodded, "As long as Brother Dongfang is fine."

Wuqing narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded, "Master Hua once owed Master Gu a favor, if there is anything to do, the Young Master can just use it."

Now he somewhat believes in Wuyou's weasel theory, but it is a good thing that the young master is willing to practice martial arts, so he lowered his eyes ruthlessly.

……

The sword light intertwined into a net, and the blood-eating bees fell in pieces, and then rushed towards him in pieces. Dongfang Bubai pursed his lips, and his Qi circulated in his body, and poured all of it into the arm holding the sword. The sword's edge turned brightly, and he used a sword swing style to condense into a sword net again.

Because of the overlapping of the strange stone formation and the phantom formation just now, Dongfang Bubai did not dare to be careless. Since entering the formation, he has not moved a step, but is extremely cautious to test the surrounding formations.

Jiuhua Yuluwan regained its true energy very quickly, but it couldn't withstand the consumption. The blood bee hummed, and it didn't care about the corpses of its companions spread on the ground in the forest, and continued to go on.

With the dense blood bees and the surge of true energy, the thin fabric on the right arm was torn. Dongfang Bubai frowned slightly. Seeing the burns on his arm, the evil spirit flashed across his brows, and his moves became more and more intense. Seriously.

This formation is a blood bee formation, bees and insects devour blood, and their shells are as sharp as gold and stones. They cannot be broken without true energy. The overwhelming buzzing sound will cause hallucinations after listening to it for a long time. It is hard to guard against.

"Hall Master?"

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go." Hua Mingyuan glanced at the formation and said calmly.

Several elders in the execution hall finished their conversation, reluctantly looked away, and followed Hua Mingyuan's footsteps.

Again!This kind of tone of commenting on him with airs...

The anger in Dongfang Bubai's heart became more intense, he twisted his brows, turned his horizontal sword suddenly, turned back and used Zhaoyanyun Luoyu, crushed the beehives on the branches that served as the eyes of the formation, and sent his true energy out of the formation go.

A large swarm of blood bees came towards them, Hua Mingyuan frowned, and pointed to a sword. Immediately, a sharp sword energy met the swarm of bees, and before a moment, blood rained down.

At this moment, the strange phenomena in the formation disappeared, Dongfang Bubai turned his head with his sword in hand, raised his brows, his eyes were slightly cold when he met Shang Hua Mingyuan's cold gaze, "I'm just here to find a suitable martial art, I don't intend to be a teacher, you have been gossiping outside the formation for days, commenting on things, what is the reason?"

"Can you hear me?" Hua Mingyuan asked instead.

The array of objects confuses the five senses, and the elders use it outside the array to transmit sound into the secret, but use internal force to compress the voice into a line and send it to the ear of a specific person.It's nothing more than common news that he is in such a state, this young man obviously has no internal strength, let alone the state of reaching the peak, it is a strange thing.

Dongfang Bubai looked at the young man in gray in front of him making an old voice that didn't match his age, and frowned slightly. He knew that after reaching the peak of martial arts, his face would remain forever, but after all, he was the only one he had seen in his previous life. It seemed that he was arrogant .It's just that if he is asked to bow his head, he is unwilling.

Seeing that he had reacted and still looked at him without hesitation, Hua Mingyuan felt a little appreciative in his heart, and said lightly: "Tianji, Xun Rang, Zhou Hengzi, Du Yunzhi, why don't you apologize?"

The four of them came out from the crowd with their heads bowed, bowed their hands together, and apologized. After all, Dongfang Bubai is just a junior in terms of strength.

Hua Mingyuan pointed out all the people who had just participated in the discussion, and there were quite a few of them. Dongfang Bubai looked at him in surprise.

"Your work is over, I still have something to ask." Hua Mingyuan's eyes were like cold stars, looking straight at Dongfang Bubai, and he said word by word, "Where did you learn your sword skills?"

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "Swordsmanship is everywhere in the street, and I know seven or eight. Which one did the senior say?"

Hua Mingyuan sneered and said, "Don't argue, you're not Fang Zhongyuan. I can tell that you learned it from someone else? Where is he?"

"Fang... Zhongyuan." Dongfang Bubai glanced at the burns on his arm, and smiled slightly, "He's a charlatan, and I'm just a lackey of the Demon Cult, how can I recognize him."

"Where is he? Tell me, I will not abolish your sword skills." Hua Mingyuan said impatiently.

Dongfang Bubai smiled and said: "I seem to have never admitted that this Yanyun 36 style was learned secretly?"

Hua Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"Yu learned swordsmanship at the age of five, and became a minor success at the age of ten. Since then, he has left home with his sword in his hands. He has been wandering in the world for more than ten years. His friends have broken up and his sons have left him. " Dongfang Bubai narrowed his long and narrow eyes and smiled slightly.

Hua Mingyuan's expression froze, and he waved his hand to stop the movement of the elder behind him.

"The first apprentice, Mingyuan, is irritable and restless, naturally ruthless, but the way of swordsmanship is like mine, and he is very happy. He has devoted his entire life to this son.

Later, Qingshao, a young apprentice, was born lonely and full of blood debts, so I pity him a lot and don't ask for anything else, only peace.

The two apprentices have traveled far away for three years and have not returned, but the end of the day has come.

The only regret in my life is that I didn't get a complete apprentice. Now I stand as a tomb with a sword, and I have two unique skills, waiting for someone who is destined to come here. "

"Dongfang Yan, the last word." Seeing Hua Mingyuan's almost dull expression, Dongfang Bubai heaved a sigh of relief. Sure enough, he guessed right. This gray-clothed young man is exactly the "head" mentioned on the stone tablet in the sword mound. Tu Mingyuan".

Hua Mingyuan stood there in a daze for a long time, looking at the young man in front of him who was in a state of embarrassment but did not lose his bearing, and said, "Where is Master's tomb...?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that his voice was already hoarse and out of shape.

Dongfang Bubai said: "At the foot of Mount Wutai, in the purple bamboo forest, I have set up a memorial tablet for Senior Dongfang... Senior, go and have a look if you have time."

Hua Mingyuan pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, closed his eyes, and said suddenly: "Little brother."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

I heard that Senior Hua is very cruel. . .

Xiao Gu [flame blazing] is going to save Brother Dongfang!

【Rush up the mountain】. . .

Senior Hua [Harmony] Junior Brother

Brother Dongfang [smile] big brother

Xiao Gu: I'm so tired, I feel like I'll never love again. . .

Ruthless [expressionless] young master, please go to practice martial arts

Xiao Gu. . . . . . . .