After He Yuexuan was injured by Zheng Yang, he hid in the back mountain of Wudang to recuperate, after the events of that day, no one dared to underestimate this farmer, and the other eight ancient clans who originally had other ideas, except for the mysterious Mr. Guigu, all came to make friends with this Zheng Yang. [Full text reading.]

However, Zheng Yang closed the door and did not see the guests, so Zheng Qingqing handled it on his behalf, and finally sent away the last guest, then Zheng Qingqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, Zhuge Hua, who was sitting in the courtyard, stood up, knocked on his somewhat stiff body, and said: "Your brother is gambling, but he has already won half of it." ”

Zheng Qingqing smiled faintly, she didn't expect her brother to come to such a hand, I'm afraid that in the future, few people in this river and lake will dare to covet his family's longevity map.

"My brother is like this, but he also has a bad breath for my family. Zheng Qingqing said.

Zhuge Hua smiled faintly and said, "It's a blessing or a curse, it's better for you to be careful." ”

After speaking, Zhuge Hua walked towards his room, Zheng Qingqing went to his brother's house, and saw that Zheng Yang was sitting on the kang and playing chess with the little kid.

"General!" Zheng Yang shouted excitedly.

The little kid hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "No, no, you let me regret one step, just one step." ”

Zheng Yang was speechless and said, "Tell me, how many steps you have repented of!"

The little kid lost his temper, and directly pushed the chessboard, and shouted angrily: "It's really boring to stop playing." ”

Saying that, the little kid went back to his room on the kang, and Zheng Yang saw that the little kid was gone, and smiled faintly, and Zheng Qingqing also smiled faintly, and then came to sit down next to his brother.

"How is it?" asked Zheng Qingqing.

Zheng Yang breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "You can be lucky in another day tomorrow." ”

Zheng Qingqing asked very curiously: "Brother, what kind of secret technique did you use, so that you can hurt He Yuexuan like that, teach me." ”

Zheng Yang glanced at Zheng Qingqing, and said with a faint smile: "Since you are cultivating that Shennong Technique, sooner or later you will be able to reach the level of He Yuexuan one day, why bother learning this secret technique, besides, your body can't bear it." ”

Zheng Qingqing was very unconvinced and said: "They are all people, they are also practicing ancient martial arts since childhood, my talent is better than yours, why do you say that my body can't bear it." ”

Zheng Yang heard this Zheng Qingqing say this, and shook his head speechlessly, his body has been transformed by the source of life, and it is already a very human physique, if other people use such a secret technique, I am afraid that the strength of a body has been wasted.

Thinking about it, Zheng Yang took a sip of tea and asked, "How have these two days been?"

"The other eight ancient clans, except for Mr. Guigu, the rest of the people came to pay respects, even Zou He of the Yin and Yang family came to the door with a cheeky face, and he wanted to see you alive or dead, and gave a lot of gifts, but he was still stopped by me. Zheng Qingqing said.

Zheng Yang nodded, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Now we can repair the relationship, try to repair the relationship, remember, our enemy is not them." ”

Zheng Qingqing looked at Zheng Yang and said in surprise: "Brother, who did you say was behind this matter, and Lao Tianzun's death is also very strange." ”

Zheng Yang was silent for a while, and then said, "Presumably, we are not far from the real answer. ”

It was night, Ding Xueang quietly went to the room of Ding Xueshou, Ding Xueshou restrained his breath, looked at Ding Xueang, snorted coldly, and said, "Think about it now?"

Ding Xueang nodded, and Ding Xueshou coughed, he was repelled by the nameless palm a few days ago, and he still had some sequelae on his body, and he still hasn't recuperated well.

Ding Xueang hurriedly went over and poured a cup of tea for Na Ding Xueshou, handed it to Na Ding Xueshou, and said, "Brother, you can take a sip of water first." ”

Ding Xueshou took the water, just to drink, just to his mouth, put it aside, he looked at Ding Xueang, and said, "Let's talk first, what's going on!"

Ding Xueang lowered his head, muttered for a while, and then said, "That, brother, is the meaning of an old-timer in the Taoist Sect. ”

Hearing this Ding Xueang say this, Ding Xueshou was slightly stunned, then looked at him coldly, and said, "Okay, you actually have a relationship with the people of the Taoist Patriarchate, you are quite capable!"

Ding Xueang knelt down abruptly and said, "I don't want to either, but the old man confessed, and I don't dare to be disobedient." ”

Ding Xueshou looked at Ding Xueang and said coldly: "Master Zu reminded us that there are people in the Council of Elders who have an extremely close relationship with the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, how dare you have a relationship with them!"

The nine elders of the Taoist Sect, each of them are people who have lived for more than a hundred years, there are old guys from the four veins of Wudang, Dragon and Tiger, Qiyun and Qingcheng, and there are also old guys from small factions like Maoshan and Laoshan, anyway, they are all old immortals, and their strength is very terrifying.

Therefore, the power of the elders in the Taoist Sect is still very large, and before they die, they will look for a suitable heir in the Taoist Sect, and the inheritance has not been broken.

Ding Xueang lowered his head, not daring to look directly at his brother, now there are rumors in the upper echelons of the Dao Sect that there are members of the Tianji Pavilion among the nine elders of the Divine Dragon, and they don't know where the news came from, but the old guys in the sect are all warning their descendants not to have anything to do with the elders of the Patriarchal Council.

"Who else have you told me about this matter besides me?" asked Ding Xueshou.

Ding Xueang was silent for a while, and then said, "There is no one left." ”

Ding Xueshou nodded, and then coughed violently, Ding Xueang hurriedly got up and brought the tea to the front of Ding Xueshou, who took a sip, then put it down and said: "I will report to the grandfather with me in a while, and let the old man decide." ”

Ding Xueang's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and at this time, Ding Xueshou spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at Ding Xueang incredulously, and then at the tea.

"You, why!" Ding Xueshou said in disbelief.

"This is what grandpa Zu meant, brother, I'm sorry. Ding Xueang said coldly.

Hearing Ding Xueang's words, Ding Xueshou's eyes widened, looked at Ding Xueshou, and said, "You told him a long time ago, you"

Ding Xueang looked at his brother and said silently: "Brother, sometimes I am very lucky, glad that I am not the head of Wudang. ”

Na Ding Xueshou looked at Na Ding Xueang, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and then he cut off his breath.

Ding Xueang looked at the dead Ding Xueshou, and couldn't help crying, crying for a while, he disguised the scene and quietly exited Ding Xueshou's room.

On the second day, Zheng Yang got up early, and before the Wuwang post was held, the Taoist sect wanted to cremate the corpse of the old Daozun, and everyone wanted to participate in it to witness the passing of a generation of legends.

Zheng Yang and the others went to a clearing under the Broken Nian Cliff in the back mountain, a huge fire had been erected, and He Yuexuan sat on the first seat on the platform, his face was a little haggard, he saw that Zheng Yang and the others were coming, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out with anger.

Zheng Yang looked at He Yuexuan, smiled faintly, not afraid at all, the child sat next to Zheng Yang, with a happy face, just now all the way, many people saluted him, but his identity is known to everyone, this generation is here, those people are close to it, but it is not okay not to salute him.

"Zheng Yang, this place is much more fun than the Shennong Tomb. The little kid said.

Zheng Yang was speechless and said, "Is it fun?"

Just when the people of all the forces were ready to start, a little boy ran over, leaned over and said a few words in Chen Yezhou's ear, Chen Yezhou's eyes widened, and he said coldly: "Is it true?"

Xiao Tong nodded and said, "Uncle Ding has already sent someone to search." ”

Chen Yezhou spit out a mouthful of blood violently, and when everyone saw this, they all stood up, then He Yuexuan was also confused, why did Chen Yezhou suddenly vomit blood.

"Ren'an, Bai Cang, you go quickly, Ding Xueang is useless. Chen Yezhou said resentfully.

Zhang Ren'an and Xu Baicang looked at each other, then stood up and left, everyone in the audience was talking, Chen Yezhou wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, and at this time, the Wudang disciples all rushed over and surrounded the people of the peasant family.

Ding Xueang walked over, took a dagger, and said silently: "I found it in the room of the farmer Zheng Yang." ”

Chen Yezhou slapped the table suddenly, stood up, pointed at Zheng Yang and shouted fiercely: "Zheng Yang, how did I Wudang offend you, why did you kill the head of my family!"

Hearing this, the entire venue seemed to be thrown into a bombshell, everyone looked at Zheng Yang, Dongfang Xiaoyao and Murong Xiao looked at each other in surprise, and He Yuexuan couldn't believe it.

Zheng Yang looked at these tense Wudang disciples, stood up, and said, "Senior Chen, why did you say that I killed Ding Xueshou. ”

Chen Yezhou snorted coldly, picked up the dagger, and said, "This blood dagger was found in your room, and it is exactly the same as the wound on my disciple's body!"

Hearing Chen Yezhou's words, Zheng Qingqing stood up abruptly and said, "Chen Yezhou, don't spew blood, my brother's strength has not recovered so far, how can he kill Na Ding Xueshou." ”

Chen Yezhou snorted coldly and said, "Zheng family boy, there is a blood fingerprint on this dagger, do you dare to come forward and compare it?"

Listening to Chen Yezhou's words, there was really a blood fingerprint on the dagger, everyone saw this, and they were all silent in their hearts, this is too obvious, someone killed Ding Xueshou and wanted to blame Zheng Yang.

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