Gu Dongfang, the proud one

Before she finished speaking, Wuyou yelled strangely: "No, no, Elder Shang said that this exercise is passed on to his son-in-law!"

Shang Yun's cheeks flushed, and she gave Wuyou a hard look, "You can't count the jokes, let alone my father used them to block you."

Wuyou flattened his mouth, thinking of his tortuous and bitter history of apprenticeship, and slammed his head into Rurui's shoulder, trying to knock himself into a fool, so that he would never have to face this cruel and ruthless world.

Dongfang Bubai frowned, took a long time to let go, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Miss, I... have a teacher."

Shang Yun said in amazement: "Although the Nine Suns Divine Art is not as good as the Nine Suns Manual, it is also a top martial art. Besides, I think your master's inheritance is probably..."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Dongfang Bubai has no internal energy, although he is full of true energy, he can't use it at all. The sword he carries is also ordinary, and his temperament is not the same, it looks like the unity of the sect Issued.

Gu Zhaoyang pursed his lips, "Big Brother Dongfang's master must be very kind to Big Brother Dongfang, please don't persuade Sister Yun'er any more."

Shang Yun has a straightforward personality, so she didn't say much after hearing the words, and immediately prepared a guest courtyard for Dongfang Bubai, which was next to Gu Zhaoyang's courtyard.

Except for the hidden hall built on the mountainside, the other four halls are all at the bottom of the valley, arranged horizontally in the shape of a palace, and there are many courtyard houses dotted among them.People in the valley work at sunrise and rest at sunset, everything is so peaceful and serene, just like the peach blossom garden isolated from the world in the book.

Due to the exhaustion of the journey, and the elders in charge of the formation in the hidden hall had to be notified in time, the matter of breaking into the formation was scheduled for three days.

The night is as cool as water, and the years are peaceful.

Dongfang Bubai stood under the eaves of the corridor and looked up at the sky, only to see a full moon accompanied by a long star hanging on the night, it was extremely warm.

Such a relaxed and ordinary day seemed to be the first time in two lifetimes.

Some people are born with honor, and have endless blessings throughout their lives, while others are covered in mud, and lose all their pride and dignity, in exchange for a moment when they climb to the top of the mountain, they are knocked down from the top of the cloud in a blink of an eye.

He can't remember what happened before he was seven years old. It seems that he had a pair of poor but loving parents, and an elder brother who wanted to be a hero. He lived an ordinary life in a small remote village.

One day, his elder brother rescued Tong Baixiong who was seriously injured. He didn't want to be pursued by several elite disciples of Wuyue Sword Sect, and then his family was ruined.Tong Baixiong couldn't bear it, so he brought him into the Sun Moon God Sect, made a sworn vow with him, and protected him from growing up.

Because of his hatred for exterminating his family, he hated all the famous and decent sects, and kept trying to climb up, climb up... until one day, the leader he respected smiled and handed him a martial arts secret book, and then it became a nightmare.

No one knew that at the moment of the life-and-death struggle, his pause was not for Yang Lianting, but for the scarlet birthmark on Linghu Chong's arm holding the sword.Brothers of the same root, he is already in such a mess, but he is upright, looking at him like a monster.

The hatred is too deep, but I don't know where to hate it.

Dongfang Bubai closed his eyes and sighed softly.

He did not have a teacher, and this swordsmanship was learned by chance. He didn't need a master. In this world, masters and apprentices are like father and son, so he couldn't bear the so-called family affection anymore.

Now at the moment, the only thing to do is to enter the battle.

Dongfang Bubai didn't care about the number of the cheats, he had once reached the peak, so he naturally knew that martial arts were not about the subtlety of the principles, but about his own use, as long as there was a match.If one can find a satisfactory martial art, it will not be a problem to achieve a small success within two years, and then the Ren family's father and daughter will die.

Everything is winner and loser, the strong is respected, that's all.

Dongfang Bubai turned around, glanced at the mountain peak not far away, his gaze fell on the courtyard wall, and it softened for a moment.

Across a courtyard wall covered with summer vines, Gu Zhaoyang lay on a bamboo rocking chair, slowly falling asleep with the moonlight, with a peaceful smile on his lips.

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The hidden hall located on the mountainside is as ordinary as its name. A dozen well-arranged courtyards form a small village, surrounded by a few medicine fields, and there is no human interaction. There is a meeting hall on the mountainside at the back, which is extremely simple.

Shang Feng put down the teacup in his hand, motioned for Shang Yun to sit down, and then looked around leisurely, "Tell me, what do you think?"

"Come on, come on, my granddaughter said that he was very handsome..." A seductive woman under the seat blew on the freshly painted Kodan on her fingers and said with a light smile.

"Lan'er, you really hurt my heart. Isn't this young master the most beautiful person in the world?" The handsome man in brocade clothes had affectionate eyes as he folded the fan.

The middle-aged Taoist in blue cloth said indifferently: "Is this person brought by Zhaoyang?"

Shang Feng twirled his beard and nodded.

The middle-aged Taoist also nodded and said no more.

The rickety old man in the corner suddenly said: "Pure Yang body, he...is he married?"

Shang Feng said with a little respect: "I already have a concubine's room, but from Wu Qing's words, that kid has acquired a pure Yang physique, so there shouldn't be any serious problems."

The old man frowned, "The child's body is broken, and it is a pity in the end. The old man's way is too dangerous... that's all."

Shang Feng sighed: "That kid is unlucky, Zhang Laomo takes it to heart."

The enchanting woman said: "Since you have a body of acquired pure yang like you, why don't you accept me as an apprentice and inherit the mantle?"

Shang Feng said: "This is also what I want to tell you. The boy used the sword. He used to use it in Yaowang Village and was trained by Tsing Yi Wei under the leadership of Hall Master Hua. He said it was the 36th style of Yanyun."

"Impossible!" said the enchanting woman, "How could that lunatic Hua Mingyuan accept an apprentice? Who can stand him?"

The man in brocade clothes laughed loudly and said, "Could it be a little sword idiot?"

Shang Feng smiled wryly, "That kid did say that he has a teacher's inheritance, and he is not tempted by the Nine Suns Divine Art. That's why I'm not sure, and I want to hear everyone's opinions."

"Hua Mingyuan's disciples lack skills?" The enchanting woman laughed wildly, "It's the funniest joke I've ever heard."

"Three levels and sixteen formations test perseverance, comprehension, aptitude, resourcefulness, determination, and character. They are the best for refining sword intent. Didn't Boy Hua also break through one level at a time? Perhaps it was him It’s not sure if you want to test the disciples.” Zhang Lao’s eyes are shining brightly, and the sword is the most respected in martial arts, maybe this is the opportunity for the pure Yang body.

"Speaking of..." the man in brocade clothes said, "It's Hua Mingyuan's style to use the inner power of Yu Zhenqi. I think you, Elder Shang, don't bother and open the door of life. Even if it has nothing to do with that lunatic, it's a little What about the people brought back by Zhaoyang?"

No one knows that there are two sets of sixteen formations in the mountain, one is the gate of life, which is used to test foreign talents and disciples in the gate, and the other is the gate of death, which breaks the lives of people with bad intentions, whether they come or go.

Shang Feng hesitated and said: "But I always feel that his appearance is too coincidental, and he is so close to Zhaoyang in just a few months, will it be..."

The middle-aged Taoist raised his eyes, "No accident should happen to someone Zhaoyang values."

The enchanting woman sneered, "Green-haired puppy, Elder Shang is doing it for Zhaoyang's good."

The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently: "Since you know how painful it is to be betrayed by others, why let him suffer? If you want fame and wealth or secret magic weapons, let him go, just like raising cats and dogs."

The man in brocade clothes snorted: "There are always these vulgar people in the world, so you know that they are close to Xiao Zhaoyang for this? Xiao Zhaoyang is not the daughter of a daughter raised in a deep boudoir, can she still get a son-in-law?"

Shang Feng frowned.

Zhang Lao suddenly said: "How old is that kid?"

Shang Feng hurriedly said: "Weak crown after the year, seven years older than Zhaoyang."

Mr. Zhang pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "It seems that boy Hua went out to the valley more than ten years ago. When he came back, he said that he had found his apprentice. He tried it for a while, and then there was no more, but this is it?"

"Mr. Zhang is right." The brocade-clothed man nodded and said with a smile, "That guy is a lone star. When we go to look for it again, heh, all the doors have been wiped out. I don't know where to look for revenge."

"Mr. Zhang's meaning..." Shang Feng frowned, Hua Mingyuan was absolutely irresistible to him, if it was his disciple, I'm afraid he would really have to open the door.

Shang Yun suddenly said: "Zhaoyang asked me about the secret book of Tianzi, and from the ruthless tone, that young master of the East is looking at the Nine Suns Manual, isn't the inner strength cultivated by Senior Hua?"

Shang Feng sighed, "Forget it, I'm just a junior... just open the door of life."

"Do you want to notify the punishment hall? After all, they are the guards." The middle-aged Taoist said calmly.

"Let's talk about it after people break the battle." Shang Feng waved away the life of Dongfang Bubai on everyone's table.

Only a dozen or so people dispersed in twos and threes, and Shang Yun pouted: "I don't like that person, Zhaoyang doesn't even look at me anymore!"

Shang Feng rubbed his temples, frowned and said: "Restrain yourself in front of others, don't be petty in front of Zhaoyang, you should value whoever he values, be generous."

"He's never looked at me like that before." Shang Yun bit her lips and said, "I think he's just like the owner of the valley..."

Shang Feng snorted coldly: "Shut up!"

Shang Yun knew she had said something wrong, so she lowered her eyes.

"The owner of the valley has no heirs, and the young master must marry a wife. Look at the girls around you who can compare to you? If such a good condition is lost, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Shang Feng said impatiently, "I like it What's the matter with a man? After giving birth to a little master, who cares what he does?"

Shang Yun whispered: "I like Zhaoyang, and I don't want to divide my husband..."

Shang Feng put his hands behind his back and sighed: "If you really don't want to, I will take your Erniang's family up the mountain tomorrow. Shao'er is very willing."

"That pair of sluts!" Shang Yun said angrily, "One day, they will never enter Shang's house!"

Shang Feng twitched his beard and frowned slightly, "I'm already spoiling you, so please do it yourself, I see that Zhaoyang treats you with a lot of affection."

Shang Yun bit her lip, "Then Dongfang Xu..."

"Let's see if it's Hua Mingyuan's apprentice." Shang Feng waved his sleeves and stood up, leaving the meeting hall.

Shang Yun stood on the spot, her fists clenched tightly.