For the actions of the three of them, not only was no one in the audience dissatisfied, but they all took it for granted, and their expressions were more respectful than those in the face of Fang Bajiao, and they all looked shocked and discussed.

"Didn't you hear that Shui Yun Zhenren had already started his retreat more than ten years ago? Is it out of customs now? ”

"Shaolin's Yuanfang monk was a master at the peak of the middle of the day after tomorrow more than 20 years ago, and now he is only afraid of cultivating to a higher level."

"The Red Eyebrow Daoist is rumored to be the youngest disciple of the real person of the microscopic manifestation, the first time Zuihou heard the news of him was when Wudang Mountain held a prosperous dojo, I heard that he was just 100 years old that time, but I didn't expect him to be alive now."

"What's that, it's said that his master is hundreds of years old and still alive!"

"What, is that really the case?"

"Of course!"

"Senior Fang really has such a big face, even these three masters can be invited over together, it's really amazing!"

"Senior Fang, that's all over the world, others don't move, how can Senior Fang not move these three seniors!"

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Listening to the sounds coming from all around, it didn't take long for Zhang Qingyuan to know some of the situation of these three people, and he couldn't help but glance at the red eyebrow Taoist a few more times.

The real person they said was Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Qingyuan not only knew him, but he was also a friend of eight worships, but he didn't expect that his little disciples had reached the realm of the late day after tomorrow.

I think a few years ago, when Zhang Qingyuan first met Zhang Sanfeng, he was also in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, and Zhang Sanfeng at that time was already in the middle stage of the foundation, with his talent. Now I'm afraid that he will break through again, after all, he has been staying in the middle of foundation building for more than twenty years.

With Zhang Sanfeng's talent. Not to mention that he has broken through to the late stage of foundation building now, even if he breaks through to the great consummation of foundation building. Even if he formed a golden pill, Zhang Qingyuan would not be surprised, who knew that this old brother of his would actually find another way and create his own set of Zhou Tian Star Cultivation Exercises, otherwise there would never be a slow progress in every level of realm.

In the face of Zhang Sanfeng, Wu Daozi was moved to accept apprentices, but Zhang Sanfeng had his own plans, but although he did not worship his teacher, he had a similar temperament with Zhang Qingyuan. It was like a home at first sight. The two geniuses naturally sympathize with each other and discuss each other endlessly.

Therefore, that summer, an old man who was hundreds of years old and a young man in his early twenties drank and talked happily in a deep mountain, which made Wu Daozi depressed alone.

And Zhang Qingyuan's alcohol addiction was brought out by Zhang Sanfeng at that time.

However, at the beginning, the two of them had always discussed cultivation matters, and they didn't mention much about other aspects. Although he knew that Zhang Sanfeng was the ancestor of the Wudang faction, Zhang Sanfeng had been running around outside all these years, and Zhang Qingyuan didn't believe that he would keep shrinking there, so he never went. Naturally, I haven't seen the red eyebrows.

With the appearance of the three of them, this banquet set off a wave of discussion before the conference officially began, which was unexpected by Fang Bayan. It wasn't until he shouted 'quiet' that the noise gradually stopped.

Fang Ba Yan did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked around and then slowly spoke: "Presumably, everyone is like thunder about these three seniors. Therefore, I hope that everyone can work together to make this grand event of Chinese martial arts not only have a haode start, but also be held smoothly and end successfully! ”

Then, Fang Banan took the glass of wine handed over by him, raised his glass to the audience, and said loudly: "I salute everyone, do it first!" ”

After speaking, Fang Ba Yan tilted his head, and drank all the wine in the cup arrogantly, according to Zhang Qingyuan's estimate, there were at least three taels of wine in the cup, seeing this, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but shake his head again, and secretly said that this old guy is arrogant, but he doesn't have to spoil himself so much.

As Fang Ba was hard to the end, the audience immediately applauded, and they all picked up the cups on the table, all of them were martial arts people, both men and women could drink a few cups, so everyone raised their glasses and drank them all.

Zhang Qingyuan is a good wine person, although this wine is not as good as the wine made by Chengfeng Lao Dao and Zhang Sanfeng, but it is also the top liquor in China, and the taste is not bad in Zhang Qingyuan's opinion, so he drank it all without any hesitation.

And seeing Zhang Qingyuan pour himself a glass of wine again, Luo's eyes lit up with one hand, and he said with a smile: "I can't see it, the little brother is also a good drinker, haha." ”

"Oh? Brother Luo is also good at this? Zhang Qingyuan drank the wine in the cup again and said with a smile.

"Hmph, he's a good wine, it's just a drunkard!" Before Luo could speak, his daughter snorted angrily, and looked at Zhang Qingyuan's gaze unkindly.

In her opinion, the people who wooed her father to drink were not good people, it was really Luo Yishou's addiction to alcohol was too great, and there were many times when she missed the right thing, but fortunately, she was able to avoid it again and again, but it was enough to make her worried.

Luo Yishou's daughter is named Luo Ziyi, a very nice name, when Luo Yishou introduced it just now, he said that this name was given by him, which made Zhang Qingyuan a little curious about Luo Yishou again.

In Zhang Qingyuan's opinion, Luo is uninhibited, but he is delicate, he is in the door of tomb robbery, but he is not contaminated with that kind of gloomy atmosphere, but he is very free and easy, and he can actually break through the ninth layer of martial arts, and advance to the early stage of the day after tomorrow, which shows that his understanding and qualifications are good, and he laughs and scolds in his own style, but he has some appetite for Zhang Qingyuan.

Therefore, hearing Luo Ziyuan taunting her father, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help laughing and said: "What is a man drinking a little wine, you are still young and don't understand." ”

"What? How old are you, and you even say that I am small, where am I small? Luo Ziyuan couldn't help but get even more angry when she heard this, and asked Zhang Qingyuan, but she suddenly didn't realize the ambiguity in her words.

Zhang Qingyuan almost squirted out when he heard a sip of wine, choking him to hurry up and soothe his trachea, and Luo Yishou had already turned his head and glared at his daughter, but he met Luo Ziyuan's apricot eyes that were not to be outdone, and in the end, Luo Yiyi was defeated and retreated, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll only drink ten glasses today." ”

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." Luo Ziyuan glanced at Zhang Qingyuan proudly, stretched out his chopsticks and put a crab into Luo's bowl, and said with a smile: "Dad, eat crabs." ”

Looking at Luo's depressed appearance, Zhang Qingyuan only felt that the father and daughter were very interesting, smiled, and Luo, who was huffing and breathing, touched the cup with one hand and drank it all in one gulp, and Luo also drank it with one hand, and smashed his mouth comfortably, as if the depression just now was swept away in an instant.

After the banquet, Zhang Qingyuan walked back slowly alone.

At the same time, Luo walked on the way back with his hands behind his back, and when he saw that there was no one around, he said lightly: "This Zhang Qingyuan is unfathomable, with my spiritual sensitivity that has struggled on the death line many times, he is definitely stronger than me, if the Gong family does not have someone who can handle it this time, I am afraid that this time the treasure will fall into his hands." ”

"What? Dad, are you telling the truth? Luo Ziyi lightly covered her lips and exclaimed, and the apprentice of Luo Yishou beside her also looked at the master with a shocked expression, not understanding that Luo Yishou would be so sure.

"When did your dad lie to you, I think, maybe we can ask him for help with what we encountered this time." Luo said as he unscrewed the flask he was carrying, and took a big sip.

"Dad, you're still drinking!" Seeing Luo Yishou and taking advantage of his inattention to pour a big mouthful, the angry Luo Ziyuan hurriedly grabbed it, but where did she have Luo Yiyi, and he quickly took it back and tied it around his waist, and walked forward with a smile, as if he was in a very happy mood.

In another place, Hu Ming, a smiling fat fox, also said to the two disciples beside him: "I can't see through this Zhang Qingyuan, I don't know if it's due to his cultivation or if he is indeed stronger than me, if it's the latter, I'm afraid you won't have much chance." ”

"What, Master, you can't see through him?" An emaciated young man exclaimed.

Another well-proportioned young man with a goatee looked at the master in silence and did not speak.

Hu Ming nodded and said, "I can't see through it, but I don't look at his age, so I shouldn't be." Hu Ming frowned in distress, then shook his head and said, "I hope I'm thinking too much." ”

As he spoke, Hu Ming walked forward with his hands behind his back, bowing his head in contemplation, while the two disciples glanced at each other, and they both saw the firmness in each other's eyes.

At this time, Su Yuquan was sitting on the bed in the bedroom with his head shaking his head, divination again, frowned again, got out of bed with some irritability, looked at the street lamp outside the window, and said to himself:

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, what is the origin of this Zhang Qingyuan, I haven't heard of this person in the Big Knife Gang before, weishenme I always have a feeling of palpitations around him, is it an illusion?"

Su Yuquan's Su family is the largest family in Feng Shui, and divination is his strength, and out of speculation and deduction of the way of heaven, he has a sharper insight than ordinary people.

Su Yuquan shook his head again, sighed, and then said to himself: "The hexagram calculated before the departure this time and the hexagram calculated when I received the post have changed greatly, and it has only been two days, what is wrong in the middle, or is there a new situation?" ”

"Alas, forget it, I don't want to, anyway, everything will be revealed tomorrow, I'm lucky, I lost my life, don't force it, don't force it."

The night was already very deep, but Zhang Qingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes were as cold as a knife, as if he wanted to pierce the dark night outside the window and penetrate somewhere outside the window.

And just in front of Zhang Qingyuan's gaze, in the canopy of a big tree, a black-clothed masked man who looked like a young man was squatting in it, frowning, looking at Zhang Qingyuan's room, and secretly said in his heart: "It seems that there is no problem, although I can't see the cultivation from a distance, there shouldn't be much change." ”

"I hope Gong Tingyun feels wrong, this treasure belongs to my Gong family, and no one can snatch it!"

"It will never be !!"

The young man's eyes stared at Zhang Qingyuan's window for a few moments, and then a black shadow crossed in the night and disappeared in an instant.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Qingyuan's mouth, and then he slowly closed his eyes, didn't think about anything anymore, and continued to conceive his soul. (To be continued......)

PS: The next chapter should be before nine o'clock in the evening. Ask for a recommendation ticket, xiexie everyone.