From Chu Xiangling's mouth, I learned that the six families in the hidden world today are divided into the Chu family, the Chen family, the Li family, the Tang family, the Long family and the Xu family, as well as the five major factions, the Wudang faction, the Shaolin faction, the Qingcheng faction, the Huashan faction and the Kongtong faction, of course, there are some obscure small sects, most of which exist to continue the hard work of their predecessors, and have not participated in the exchanges between several major forces.

Although these sects are hidden, in fact, they are not publicized, they are not revealed, as the saying goes: small hidden in the wild, big hidden in the city. The Chu family is secluded in the mountains and forests, and the rest of the families are more or less involved in some business activities, and they can be regarded as having a head and face in the business world.

Yang Ming was not very interested in these, what he longed for was the word 'Xiuzhen' that he saw from the Soul Administration, and what disappointed him was that no matter what kind of side knocks, Chu Xiangling did not mention that any family had the ability to ride the wind, only mentioned that the highest realm of light skill was the 'Tiyun Zong' in the Wudang stunt 'Tiyun Zong' Eight steps to the sky', said to be ascending to the sky, in fact, it is just flying twenty or thirty meters high, and Yang Ming can now easily jump more than ten meters, so he habitually deleted this conversation in his mind.

Without inquiring about the Xiuzhen sect he was expecting, Yang Ming guessed that it might be that these so-called Guwu sects were not qualified enough, just like his previous self, he didn't know anything about the Guwu family. After all, even the explanation of the Soul Administration Bureau called it 'the martial art closest to the cultivation realm', and when he thought of this, Yang Ming's hope of being extinguished became hot again.

"Yang Ming, what do you want, hurry up!" He Caixia was turning her head and waving the marshmallow in her hand at Yang Ming, Yang Ming set up a large bag full of arms, and swayed left and right to follow. At this time, Chu Xiangling and Su Chan were both a pillow-sized marshmallow in each hand, looking around, and having fun on the street.

Shopping through the clothing stores on the whole street, to Yang Ming's surprise, Chu Xiangling actually bought a few clothes that looked good on the side of the road, Yang Ming stared at Chu Xiangling and thought: Can you withstand the turbulence of these stalls? This time it was not surprising that Chu Xiangling glared at him fiercely, Yang Ming subconsciously covered his mouth, and he didn't know why he had the action of covering his mouth after his thoughts were seen through. The eldest lady of mind-reading finally threw all the packages on Yang Ming's body with satisfaction, she knew that this could not punish Yang Ming, who was strong and strong, but it was more or less a small revenge.

When they returned to the house, the three beauties were still talking about which one had delicious snacks, and all three of them took off their coats, wore simple short shirts, and were barefoot on the sofa. The sight of the jade arm crossed made Yang Ming a little unbearable, although he didn't think about it, but the second brother had already launched a silent protest, and in desperation, Yang Ming plunged into the small bungalow, and now the small bungalow is not only an alchemy room, but also a practice room for Yang Ming's penance.

The sixth chapter of the Taixuan Sutra is like a stroke of the peak and loop, without the eye-piercing ancient texts that were not clear in the past, but the poem "Chivalrous Travel" by Li Bai:

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

……

Without any warning, Yang Ming silently recited the whole poem, and his heart rippled, only feeling that his blood was surging and chivalrous, and he couldn't help but want to dance with a sword. As soon as his mind moved, the imperial qi chapter operated, the qi in his palm surged, and the white qi gradually condensed into a five-foot long sword. To explain here, in fact, Yang Ming also wanted to be like the chivalrous man in the book, holding a three-foot long sword, but he felt that three feet was a bit short and did not fit his temperament, so he lengthened the sword by two feet, looking at this satisfactory length, Yang Ming smiled and nodded, recited the ancient poem silently again, and danced to the poem.

"Yang Ming, Ah Xia asked me to call you for breakfast, are you inside?"

Chu Xiangling's voice came from outside the door, Yang Ming opened his eyes and looked at his phone, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, it was time to go to Liao Feng today!

Opening the door, Chu Xiangling's small fist was raised in the air, it should be to knock on the door, Yang Ming opened his mouth and smiled: "Morning!"

"Hehe, early Yang Ming, I'm so embarrassed to stay here with Xiaochan and disturb you and Ah Xia!"

The two walked towards the residence, Chu Xiangling smiled and bent down to apologize, but it was a pity that she changed into the clothes she bought yesterday today, and she could no longer appreciate the majestic majesty. Yang Ming sighed silently in his heart, worried that his thoughts would be seen through, and hurriedly smiled: "Hehe, you're welcome, anyway, if you don't come, I'm also practicing, don't bother, don't bother!"

When Chu Xiangling heard Yang Ming mention practicing, she suddenly became interested: "I was also obsessed with martial arts like you back then, and I often practiced all night, so that I almost went mad later. ”

It looks like you're very old, but one part of it is really big. Yang Ming sneered, turned his head to glance at Chu Xiangling, and found that she didn't notice it, and then said with a smile: "What's the solution?"

"It's the same as the last time you helped me treat my eyes, the internal qi was rioting, I couldn't control myself, I could only rely on external forces to help, then again, I really want to thank you!" Chu Xiangling smiled and bowed to Yang Ming gratefully.

Speaking of treatment, Yang Ming immediately remembered the scene of the purple qi in Chu Xiangling's body swelling last time, and then the fragrant picture of Chu Xiangling sweating like rain and soaking wet. At this time, Chu Xiangling suddenly blushed and lowered his head, Yang Ming touched his face, and his thoughts were seen through, this feeling was really unpleasant, just like in front of Chu Xiangling, he would always be a red fruit, Chu Xiangling's face was even redder, and he turned his head and stopped looking at Yang Ming.

Two women in one play, three women in three plays, don't ask why, Yang Ming is feeling this way now. When the three women are together, even the fist-sized bean paste bag can't stop their mouths. Yang Ming stuffed a few bean paste buns into his stomach in the midst of chirping laughter, today's bean paste buns are very sloppy and soft, and he couldn't help but pinch two handfuls. Under Chu Xiangling's contempt, Yang Ming drank the soy milk with a red face, and said to He Caixia: "I told you before, I want to go to Kyoto, the ticket has been bought, I will leave now, maybe I will come back in three or four days, we will contact you by phone in the next few days!"

"I'll take you to the airport!"

"Let's send Yang Ming together!"

He Caixia immediately put down the bun in her hand and ran in and out, packed up Yang Ming's change of clothes neatly and neatly into the suitcase, stuffed it into the trunk of the red Ma Liu, and then arrived at Nandu Airport with the group.

At the entrance of the airport, under the gaze of Chu Xiangling and Su Chan, He Caixia stood on tiptoe, pecked Yang Ming's face lightly, and said with a red face: "Come back early after finishing your errands!"

"Yang Ming, have a good trip!" Chu Xiangling was already standing behind He Caixia and looked at Yang Ming with a smile on her face.

"Big pervert, you have to be honest, my sister works on the flight to Kyoto, don't let me find out that you are carrying Sister Xia behind your back, otherwise you will ......" Su Chan made a Bruce Lee fist clenching motion.

The feeling of wind under the crotch hit again, what a warm scene of parting and long-term love, but it was suddenly destroyed by this little witch, damnable! Yang Ming waved his hand angrily and dragged his suitcase into the waiting room.

……

"Young master, Yang Ming has taken a flight from Nandu to Kyoto!" An old man in a green shirt stood on the side of a quaint study with his hands in his hands, and in the middle of the study, a man in a tunic was holding a brush, embellished with a picture of a hundred flowers competing for beauty.

"Click", hearing the old servant's words, the brush in his hand broke in response. Chen Chuanzhi's leisurely face immediately froze, he frowned in an instant, and said slightly angrily: "It's really bold, do you take my Chen Chuanzhi's words as the wind in your ears?

"Young master, can this kid really save Miss Liao? Miss Liao's condition is helpless even Doctor Cui, I don't believe this kid can cure it!" The old servant spoke slowly and unhurriedly, but he quickly took out a green jade sheep's hair brush from the pen holder and handed it to Chen Chuanzhi.

"Hmph! I can't believe it, not to mention that the dragon liver and phoenix marrow are in his hands, just with his hand of bringing the dead back to life, it is enough to make me pay attention to him, if I don't stop him now, if I really ask him to wake up that woman, you and I can't escape it!" Chen Chuanzhi took the pen, threw the pen on the table with great interest, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip.

"Is there really such a strange thing as dragon liver and phoenix marrow?" The old man didn't take Yang Ming to heart, but was quite interested in dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

"The teacher is knowledgeable and well-informed, never lies, and never talks nonsense. You take someone with you, go to the Kyoto airport, intercept him outside, remember the ban, don't let outsiders find out! Also, that kid has a bit of outside kung fu, so let the people below pay attention. Chen Chuanzhi closed the lid of the cup and explained the precautions, Yang Ming was not afraid, he was worried that his poisoning of that woman would be revealed.

"Yes, the old servant will do it!" the old man in the green shirt bowed his waist and retreated.

Chen Chuanzhi had already put down the teacup and stood at the window with his hands in his hands, watching the bamboo forest outside swaying in the wind.

That woman must not wake up! I wanted to let you go, but I can't blame me for being ruthless if I don't know how to lift!

……

The whole journey was so uneventful, I didn't see the hazy black silk legs of the flight attendant, nor did I touch the soft jade hands of the young lady, because Yang Ming fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane.

Yang Ming had a dark face, dragging the box, and across the crowd, he saw all kinds of signs held high in the passage, which read "xx, your father is waiting for you here", "xxx, I am xx" and other pick-up words, and there was a sign that said "Named Yang Ming reported here", it's really funny, there are so many people with the same name and surname, you have to pay attention to it, right?

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