What caught Shang Yuan's eyes was an old man dressed in a neat cyan robe, full of Taoism. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This old man, a clear breath and light, Taoist brilliance, gathered in the heavenly spirit, as if there is a cloud of green clouds enveloping the whole body, a little dew from the pores and acupoints around the body flow back and forth, if you look at it contemplatively, you can vaguely see three white lotus looming above his head, this is the realm of the three flowers gathering at the top, it is already the profound fruit of Taoism, faintly stepping into the legendary Taiqing realm, this realm cultivation is superior even in the first seat of the seven peaks.

The focus of Shang Yuan's attention is not here, these effects, he can also do -- agitating the five internal organs, the white tiger crosses the stream, the green dragon is in the sky, the huge Shen Yuan Qi and blood rush straight to the nine skies, as if thousands of miles of wolf smoke, the top of his head can also gather Qingyun, evolve the wonder of the dragon soaring and the tiger leaping, the dragon fighting the tiger, exaggerated a little can even lead to the heavens and stars, the three walls and twenty-eight nights, the projection of the green dragon and the white tiger Xuanwu Vermilion Bird, the light and shadow effect is more cool than this I don't know how many times - although it has no practical effect.

So Shang Zhengliang's hand was not mysterious in his eyes, and it took him a short time to guess what his father was doing.

If Shang Yuan wants to gather Qingyun above his head, interpret the dragon and tiger, and create various visual effects, then the purpose must be simple and unique, well, that's right, just to pretend to be forced.

Therefore, Shang Zhengliang must also be pretending to be coercive.

Why should the first seat of Yifeng pretend to be forced?

The reason is also very simple, he is trying to cover up the gaffe just now, and with a very high appearance style and a very oppressive aura, his son has the idea of "I must have seen it wrong just now, how could that sloppy old man be such an elegant and pure Taoist real person in front of him", and then felt that he had a delusion, and then stopped thinking about it.

After thinking about this, the little bastard who has been lawless since he was a child made a big gift to his father, just when Shang Zhengliang was relieved on the surface and relieved in his heart, he saw the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes change his complexion, flicked his sleeves, pointed at him Lao Tzu, and looked sad: "I was unclean in my clothes during morning class, and I drank wine and gnawed chicken legs in this serious hall and had improper dealings with other old men!" As the first of the first sect of the righteous path, I can't imagine that you are such a person! I must tell the elder brother about today's incident! ”

In just a few words, I immediately saw the skills of this guy outside for all these years - salute first and then soldier, caught off guard, trying to see the dagger, and splashing dirty water.

The righteousness is strict, and his face is righteous and angry, as if he is really emotional for a real Taoist who does not pay attention to his virtue.

But knowing that the son is not as good as the father, Shang Zhengliang doesn't know what kind of character he is, just about to smile slightly, cheekily beat this haha, and let this little bastard fool himself with any conditions.

However, when Shang Yuan mentioned the word "senior brother", the old guy, who had always been moody, changed his face greatly, and he was just about to reach out and cover the mouth of this pit goods, but it was too late.

A figure in a green shirt slowly appeared behind Shang Yuan, this was not an out-of-body appearance, nor was it an afterimage that appeared because of high speed, or even the unfathomable way of space, it seemed that this person should have been here, but he couldn't see it with the naked eye, and his spiritual sense couldn't sense it, as if he was completely in another world, and he couldn't communicate with each other.

Now connected, this space vibrates slightly, this vibration is not intense, nor abrupt, but has a harmonious resonance with the rhythm of some things in this room, the natural trajectory reintegrates into nature, the existence of this figure seems to be in common with heaven and earth, breathing naturally, and even between the floating clothes, it also blends with the morning light.

Heaven and man are one, and light and dust are the same.

Shang Yuan slapped the hand on his mouth away, looking at his father's expression, a little puzzled, he didn't notice that there was already an extra person behind him, and the corners of his mouth had a sneer that could make people angry: "Yo, you still want to do it, right?" Old man, you're very good at fighting, aren't you? Look at your poor and sour appearance of hiding and gnawing on chicken legs, everyone who knows says that our first real person in Qingyun lives a simple life, and those who don't know where they think the old peasants came from, how did they run to the Chaoyang Palace to spread wildness......"

Shang Zhengliang's face became very strange, he glanced at the man in Tsing Yi very vaguely, and when he saw that the other party was quiet, he couldn't help sighing: "Your father has had a hard time in the past few years!" ”

Shang Yuan felt more and more strange, his Lao Tzu's skinless and faceless was famous in Qingyun, and he usually looked sloppy and scoundrel, how could he become like this?

He stretched out his hand and pulled at Shang Zhengliang's old face: "What are you crazy about?" ”

The old guy was not angry, seeing that the calm and peaceful expression of the figure in green clothes had become a little serious, his usually docile sword eyebrows had been wrinkled, and he did not forget to maintain that expression of concern while gloating in his heart.

Shang Yuan was puzzled: "Could it be that Senior Brother has abused you?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi looked at Shang Zhengliang, the chill in his eyes became deeper and deeper, the old guy panicked, and straightened his face: "I heard that you arrived in Heyang the day before yesterday." But the time for a cup of tea on your feet is only three hundred miles, so why are you only coming back now? ”

"Aha......" Shang Yuan touched the back of his head, smiled embarrassedly, and then reacted angrily and said: "Old man, don't change the topic, say!" Why do you hide here early in the morning and eat instead of masturbating? ”

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You care about that!

Shang Zhengliang's face was distorted, as if he had been slapped by the fat man of Dazhufeng's first field, his face turned blue and white, and the corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of the corner of the man in green clothes, and the corner of his mouth was already sneering, and he sighed like a dead heart.

I will not speak, but silently watch you die......

The little bastard became more and more arrogant: "Let's be honest! Old man, you were actually jerking off to each other just now, but suddenly you heard my footsteps, and you had to use the leftover wine and meat you ate yesterday to fool you around, and those water stains on your body are actually not wine at all, but ......"

Before the bad words could be spoken, there was a sudden burst of force above his head, and with a bang, the head with thick eyebrows and big eyes was pressed on the table by a somewhat pale hand, and it was crushed hard left and right, and the wine gourd under the table was shaken away by this force, and it happened to fall at Shang Zhengliang's feet.

The old guy was about to pick it up quietly, and the man in Tsing Yi, who was rolling around according to Shang Yuan's head, looked at it calmly.

Shang Zhengliang was expressionless and quickly put the wine gourd on the ground: "I just picked it up, as for looking at me like this, it's really too much." ”

The little bastard, whose head was pressed on the table, hung weakly on the table, and his two hands on the table quietly raised his middle finger.

"Chunyang, he's giving you the middle finger. I think it's mostly unconvincing. ”

With a click, the old merchant heard the overwhelmed groan of the table—cracked, must have cracked!

Shang Yuan pulled his head out of the table suddenly, looked at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, his mouth was deflated, his eyes were red, and he shouted loudly: "Senior brother! ”

The senior brother smiled gently, gently patted the wood chips in Shang Yuan's hair, touched the top of his head, as if looking at his naughty younger brother, and sighed: "Senior brother hasn't seen him for three years, but he is becoming more and more mature." Rest assured, you are so old, you will not be given food, now it is a democratic society, advocate if you have something to say, and let it go if you have a fart. ”

Li Chunyang stepped on Mr. De happily as a bubble on the ground, and said lightly, "If you have any opinions, just say it, don't let the teacher think that I am bullying you." Senior brother won't beat you, even the teacher hasn't beaten you, and I won't beat you. In fact, except for the two bald heads in Tianyin Temple, as well as the little cubs of the new generation of the Demon Dao, I basically don't beat anyone. ”

“…… No one is allowed to fight! Shang Yuan finally couldn't help it, patted his hand on his head, and complained, "Aren't you the most particular about convincing people with virtue!" ”

"I will also complain, it seems that you have not become social garbage, I am very happy for my brother."

“…… Is the criterion for judging whether I have become social garbage or not? Shang Yuan roared loudly.

The man in Tsing Yi was surprised: "Hey, isn't your only remaining value a complaint?" ”

“…… I was speechless."

"I heard Senior Brother Xiao say that you went to Chunfeng Tower last night and didn't return for the night."

"Growing up......"

Shang Yuan touched the back of his head and smirked, "This is youth...... Anyway, the elder brother is still a virgin......"

Li Chunyang looked like a loving brother, looked at the little junior brother, with an expression of "I really can't help you", and his smile became more and more terrifying: "My brother, you are so humorous." ”

Then his right hand pressed suddenly, and his gentle voice instantly became gloomy: "Who told you to raise your head?" ”

Seeing this, the old merchant was about to anoint the soles of his feet, when his eldest disciple looked over at this time: "Teacher, let's talk about the problem of this wine, and the pile of chicken bones in the corner......

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Today's Chaoyang Peak is particularly lively.

Near the waterhole at the bottom of the mountain, Chu Yuhong looked at the guy who was pressing under a huge stone tablet in a curious way.

This guy has big eyebrows and big eyes.

There is still some fresh soil on this stele, which is obviously a large bluestone that can be seen everywhere, and the neat plane is cut by someone in a way that is outrageously accurate, and there is a large Taoist star seal in the center.

Chu Yuhong had seen this word in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It's a word for a town.

Just a few star seals, I don't know what kind of power is urging to release a crystal clear light, in the light, there are all kinds of illusions, and there is a calming Dao Qi that locks the pores of Shang Yuan's body, a fist town mountains and rivers, the blood is so huge that the martial god can't even stir up the viscera, and the strength of the whole body seems to be scattered all over the limbs, although the strength has not been lost, but there is no way to unify it in one place anyway.

Without the support of a huge amount of internal qi, only the strength of the physical body, Shang Yuan could only stare at the bull's eye, tie the horse down, tie the green tendons in his arms, and struggled to hold the stone tablet above his head.

The "town" character Xing Seal not only suppressed his qi and blood essence, but even suppressed all the negative emotions, and what was even more excessive was that his senior brother didn't know what method to use, this bluestone was actually nearly a hundred times heavier than a stone of ordinary size. That's why he's so tired.

Chu Yuhong looked at him panting, sweating like rain, like a dead dog, and he was in a good mood.

He squatted in front of Shang Yuan with a smile on his face, "Little Senior Brother, how does this feel?" ”

……

Shang Yuan didn't speak.

He was running out of strength to speak.