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Qingyan Daoren stood up, patted the soil on his buttocks, glanced at Qinglong lightly, and replied with a sneer: "It's impossible to run?" Maybe in your eyes, I, Kunwu, am just a remnant of the big faction that is struggling to breathe, but in Kunwu's body, I'm afraid it will only surprise you again and again......" Thinking of that scheming and treacherous little junior brother, the corners of Qingyan Daoren's mouth twitched slightly, full of confidence.

The disdainful gaze in Qinglong's eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "Repeated persuasion is useless, and you are as stubborn as your mother." You must know that the person who knows the times is Junjie, and your fight with the Holy Gate is just Suzaku's move to deal with the Dami Temple, and the loss is fundamentally the peripheral personnel of the Holy Gate, and the real strength inside has not been exposed at all...... The accumulation of the Holy Gate for two hundred years can only be represented by a few peak masters of the day after tomorrow? The so-called 'One Hundred and Eight Star Demon Generals' is just the name of comforting the 'Nine Sects and Thirty-six Paths', and the real strength is terrifying enough to make people ...... Hmph, you and I are father and son, because my father doesn't want to see you expose the end of the wilderness!"

The people in the Demon Gate, sure enough, are the people in the Demon Gate, even if Qinglong really fell in love with his mother back then, but he was sparse in flesh and blood, and he treated himself only because of his mother, so how could he have the deep affection of ordinary people?

Qingyan Daoist said lightly: "I will convey these words of yours to the master, I believe that they will become even more excited after hearing about the strength of the demon gate, to be honest, I will hear it with enthusiasm...... The hatred of the Kunwu faction, the hatred of my family and the destruction of the door, I will definitely ask the demon gate one by one to get it back, and the demon gate can only wash away the blood feud of my Kunwu faction by paying ten times the price of a hundred times!"

Feng Qingyan!?

He chose the surname Feng!

Qingyan Daoren finally found his surname, and he chose to be surnamed. I chose my mother's last name. Undoubtedly, he also chose Kunwu to seal his family. chose to oppose and break with his father......

Qinglong's eyes shrank, the air suddenly became cold, and the murderous aura filled the sky, and the entire space seemed to freeze......

Feng Qingyan lifted the long sword "Drunken Yinyue", pushed the sword with the thumb of his left hand by an inch, slightly revealing the sword body, and a sword aura suddenly formed, and he stubbornly resisted the murderous aura forced by the green dragon. Father and son confront each other at the grave of their loved ones.

Qinglong's eyes instantly fixed on the long sword in Feng Qingyan's hand, and the narrow sword body made his pupils shrink, and he said in a lost voice: "Thin Willow Sword!? You killed the Seventh Messenger of the Holy Gate?"

The Holy Gate Envoy is undoubtedly the core of the Demon Gate, and it is by no means comparable to those peripheral personnel, and the seventh envoy is the one who was killed by Ye Qingxuan's sneak attack, because he had made great contributions to the Holy Gate, and he personally received the reward of the Holy Lord, and gave this "fine willow sword", how could Qinglong, one of the "Six Emperors" of the Demon Gate, not recognize this sword with a strange shape......

Feng Qingyan gently stroked the long sword in his hand and said with a smile: "It turns out that this sword was originally called 'Fine Willow Sword'? What an ugly name...... But luckily they met me. Now it's called 'Drunken Yinyue', it's my sword!" Then Feng Qingyan looked up at Qinglong and said lightly: "Now Kunwu is still very poor. You might as well let the people in your demon gate send us more treasures, and we promise to accept them all!"

The green dragon looked up to the sky and laughed for a long time, with him as the center, a gust of smoke blew through, and the flowers and trees on all sides immediately withered and yellowed, and the Buddha was in autumn for a moment......

Qinglong laughed wildly, and finally said happily: "Okay, good, it's crazy enough, it's really my Qinglong's son......" Then the laughter stopped, and said solemnly: "In this case, I am waiting for you, waiting for the day when you come to avenge my mother and your teacher......"

Whew-

A wisp of green smoke rose into the air, and the green dragon suddenly disappeared......

It's the height of summer.

The sky is blue, the sky is cloudless, the sun is scorching, and the fossils are flowing gold......

The battle to capture Kunwu Mountain has finally begun!

The army of warriors who suddenly appeared in front of the Kunwu cottage shocked the bandits of the purple scarf thieves, and before they could arrange defenses, the army of warriors took the lead in capturing the huge gate under the leadership of the innate master.

The gate of the village opened, and more than 4,000 warriors flocked into the cottage, and the demon disciples were cut down to the ground like chickens and dogs.

Wei Xiaotian was full of spirit, and shouted loudly: "Rush, kill, kill the demons of the Demon Gate, kill the demons, kill the demons, just be in the dang, don't let go of a ......."

Ye Qingxuan held the sword in one hand, and lost the sword behind his back with the other, the sword walked the dragon and snake, and every flash took a life, and the brothers acted in unison, before they saw the masters of the Demon Gate, they dealt with these miscellaneous soldiers, and did not use their true skills, even Wan Guotai, who had the most humble martial arts, easily killed the Demon Disciples they encountered on the spot. Because Zhan Yu was injured, he was persuaded by everyone for a long time before he finally didn't follow. Among the brothers, only Ruhua rushed left and right excitedly, and the demon disciples who were favored by him could not escape the fate of flesh and blood flying under the Zen staff.

Huangfu Taiming said suspiciously: "Did the brothers find out, since we rushed into the walled gate, we have not met a demon gate master, let alone the 'Heavenly Monarch', even if it is a 'Heavenly Demon General', there is no one, does the Demon Gate know about our sneak attack this time, because there is some conspiracy?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned and was silent.

Even if the Demon Gate has any conspiracy, now that they have completely captured the council hall, and the most important building in the cottage has fallen into the hands of their own side, why haven't the people in the Demon Gate taken action?

Everyone began to become cautious, and this process persisted until the righteous people completely captured Kunwu Mountain, from the mountain down to the mountain, and even pushed the wooden raft in the heavenly lake, but still did not find any masters of the demon gate.

This Kunwu Mountain had been abandoned by the Demon Gate before everyone besieged it......

And the interrogation of the captured purple scarf thieves only learned that on the afternoon of the first day before everyone attacked the mountain, all the big and small leaders in the cottage were ordered to gather in the meeting hall, and in the end only a few small leaders were left to guard the mountain, and the others all evacuated Kunwu Mountain overnight, and they did not take away many valuable and useful things in the cottage, and their whereabouts were in a hurry.

Could it be that his actions were discovered in advance by the Demon Gate?

Is it not possible to temporarily dodge just to accumulate strength and raid Kunwu Mountain again?

With this question, the heroes of the world stayed on Kunwu Mountain for another ten years, and finally someone couldn't wait. The people in the demon gate do not come to the decisive battle. These days, the martial arts heroes who have their own side and trivial matters can't wait here indefinitely. After the Lingxu Zhenren thanked them one by one and almost squandered all the things left by the purple scarf thieves on the mountain, the return of the Qingyan Daoist made the Lingxu Zhenren understand that the Demon Gate had a more elaborate and huge plan, and temporarily avoided direct confrontation with the righteous people......

Kunwu Mountain is safe for the time being!

Because of the lack of sufficient evidence, and the identity of the son of the Qingyan Dao Demon Gate Qinglong could not be disseminated to the outside world, this news was only told to a few important people by the Lingxu Zhenren to strengthen their vigilance. Beware of the tricks of the Demon Gate, and the only ones who really think about this news seriously are probably the two monks of the Great Zen Temple......

The heroes are gone.

However, the 3,000 elite soldiers of Nanlong Villa still stay here to guard and will not leave in the short term.

The current strength of the Kunwu Sect on the mountain is only about 20 people, and even if all the disciples of Qingyunguan come over, it is only about 400 people, and such a large mountain cannot be prevented at all.

The co-defense of Nanlong Villa has become a vital part.

In addition to this, the Great Zen Temple also left twelve Arhat Venerables to help guard it. So that Kunwu Mountain also has a certain defensive force in the high-level armed forces.

Feng Qingyan knelt down in front of his master's feet, refusing to get up.

Chu Lingxu sighed softly. said slowly: "I can't imagine the truth of the matter, but it makes people feel so heartbroken...... Alas, in fact, I already know your background......"

Feng Qingyan's body was shocked, and he stared at Master Chu Lingxu in disbelief.

Chu Lingxu groped from his arms, and soon took out a jade pendant, crimson jade, without a trace of flaws, carved into the shape of a hundred flowers, and gently handed it to Feng Qingyan.

"This, this is ......"

"This is your mother's relic, which I found from you when I met you unconscious. This is a gift from your grandfather to your mother when your mother was born, and I wear it around my waist all the time, so I know where it came from. And you look so similar to your father, how can I turn a blind eye? Back then, your parents took care of me quite well inside the door, and they had a great relationship, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother She Linglong, whom I had always respected, turned out to be sent from the Demon Gate, and finally climbed to the position of the Lord of the Green Dragon, which is really unpredictable.

When the master changed greatly, your mother stayed on Kunwu Mountain, I thought it had been a tragedy, but I didn't expect to see you suddenly, when I saw Yu Pei, I thought it was your mother who sent you, I have countless questions I want to ask, but I can't get it after looking for Senior Sister Feng Lingwei, and in the end it is still over......"

"Then the master respects you......"

Chu Ling smiled faintly and said, "Do I doubt your mother?" No, how can this be, Uncle Feng Daorong is one of the five great divine swords of Kunwu, and his status and martial arts are so respected, naturally he will not betray Kunwu, I did suspect She Linglong at the time, but there is no evidence that he is still alive...... As for you, hehe, the affairs of the previous generation have nothing to do with you, not to mention, you yourself are my Kunwu's disciple, since you were born, you are destined to have an inextricable relationship with this mountain, accept you as an apprentice, revive Kunwu, I have no hesitation, no matter how wrong your father is, it is also your father's sin, what does it have to do with you...... You are my Chu Lingxu's apprentice, you must be concerned about your origin!"

"Master Xie-" Feng Qingyan kowtowed gratefully and thanked him.

I can't imagine that I am charged with the crime of being the son of a traitor to Kunwu, and I still won't be scrupled and angry by my master, and I really don't know how to be grateful. No matter what wrong things you have done, if you can finally get forgiveness and sympathy from your family, it will be enough to calm your mind, and it will no longer matter what hell your soul will go to after death......

But when he thought of his family, Feng Qingyan suddenly thought of his senior brother......

Back then, his father Qinglong destroyed the Lu family, and he was the life and death enemy of the senior brother...... He, his senior brother Lu Qingzheng, can he forgive him?

Seeing that Feng Qingyan suddenly became a little worried, Chu Lingxuan thought about it, even if he understood, he sighed secretly, and said slowly: "Your senior brother and fourth senior sister have not returned from looking for you, about your matter, I will find a time to explain to him in person, but the teacher will only tell the truth, whether this knot is untied, in the end, it depends on your senior brother himself to figure it out......

Feng Qingyan nodded silently.

The hatred of destroying the door, this hatred is not shared, how can it be forgiven?

Another half moon flew by. The disciples of Qingyunguan were led by Chen Qingsong and He Qingzhu. All rushed to Kunwu Mountain. As soon as everyone arrived here, they knew that this Kunwu Ancestral Court was really like a fairyland!

The mountains are like blue clouds, and the lake is majestic and deep.

The peaks and cliffs around the lake stand like a barrier, and the cliffs are covered with moss, dyeing the whole mountain green. There are countless strange flowers and plants on it, Xiumu Jialin, infinite fragrant flowers. Cui ** flow, reflecting people's eyebrows.

The mountain gushes into a stream, and a waterfall flows down from the Kunwu Peak, passing through three ladder slopes, forming three waterfalls, and finally converging into the Tianhu Lake......

Several white rainbows rise, and three snow waves are piled up.

The mountain wind blows the beads and breaks, and the falling rock foam and fog fly.

The air conditioner is green, and the afterflow is moist and green.

The gurgling waterfall is really like a curtain curtain.

See the shore of the lake again. Between the houses, one pole and two poles are straightened. At three o'clock and five o'clock, the plum blossoms remain, and a few trees and green pines often bring rain, which is better than the fairy home.

All the disciples were young people, and when they saw it, they were in an uproar, and they were so excited that they danced with their hands and danced one by one.

"Uncle Junior—"

Ye Qingxuan was watching the arrival of the disciples with a smile on the side, and a miserable scream exploded, and a flying god pig pounced from the side, even Ye Qingxuan's superhuman reaction power couldn't dodge for a while, and he was directly dragged by the person who came to grab the robe, and cried out in a whining voice: "Little uncle, I want to kill you, we want to go with you in the rivers and lakes, but we don't let it, we ran three times, and let the third and sixth uncles catch it back!" It's good this time, I finally see that you're old, and I can't let you go if I say anything......"

Who can say such sensual things in front of so many people, except for the little fat dun Qian Yunzhong, who else can there be?

However, at this time, Qian Yunzhong's whole figure has become one size again, and the light skill of this product has become much more powerful, the greater the weight, the better the light skill, such a contrary to common sense, but it has appeared strangely on Qian Yunzhong's body, and there has not been a moment of collapse in the past fifteen years.

Qian Yunzhong arrived first, and the other seven children naturally followed.

Xiao Yunfeng, Ma Yunyong, Lin Yuncong, Hu Yunzheng, Lu Yunming, Lu Yunxuan, plus Qian Yunzhong, who was kicked away by Ye Qingxuan, the seven of them lined up in a row and bowed to Ye Qingxuan together.

"I've seen Uncle Junior—"

Among the seven people, the eldest Ma Yunyong is sixteen years old, and the youngest Lu Yunming and Lu Yunxuan are also thirteen years old.

Feeling the progress of several disciples, Ye Qingxuan nodded and said, "Junior Uncle will test your results later, now hurry up and follow the arrangement of the Third Senior Uncle and settle down in Kunwu Mountain......

Then Ye Qingxuan stretched out his arms, waved them around, and shouted: "Look, this fairyland-like place is our ancestral court, our Kunwu-"

Oh –

The Qingyunguan disciples in the four places cheered, and they were all inexplicably excited for the master to regain the mountain gate......

Zhan Yu came up with a smile at this time, glanced at Qixiao, and said in a low voice: "Alas, Old Qi, this is what you said, are the seven boys who pestered you anxious back then?" It's really good, the roots and bones have made you temper to the point of being extremely strong, and the breath is not weak, this foundation is probably comparable to the personal disciples of any major sect...... When I was a kid, I was at that level at best, and that bearded guy was even much better than I was back then. Not bad, not bad!"

Seeing that the little disciples of Qingyunguan were led by Chen Qingsong to settle down, all the brothers were also amazed.

At this time, among the several brothers, only Huangfu Taiming left ahead of schedule because he escorted Zhongli Lingqing, and the others still stayed in Kunwu Mountain to practice martial arts.

This place is too big, although the buildings of the Kunwu faction were destroyed in scattered places, basically no longer exist, but most of the foundation is still there, these bandits built a lot of buildings here, and also built a lot of houses, at its peak, I am afraid that there are no less than 5,000 people staying here, which is not even a third of the building complex that year, and there are places to live ......

Sooner or later, there will be another major construction to rebuild the ancestral court of the Kunwu faction, and the buildings of these bandits are only kept as temporary residences.

The letter of Lingxu Zhenren had already been sent, inviting Lu Botong and Mr. Huanye to help here, and asked Yunlan Township to send some skilled stonemasons, carpenters and other technicians to design the new Kunwu school building throughout the process and give it implementation.

Mr. Huanye will help select the site here, first build a simple alchemy room, and strive to refine the pill for Ye Qingxuan's "Martial Arts Holy Land".

The most important thing is that Ji Guanglan also secretly came to Kunwu Mountain and hid among everyone according to the disguise technique.

In this way, Ji Guanglan, Huanye, and Lu Botong will reunite on Kunwu Mountain, and because of this, Zhanyu, Meng Yuanyun, Jiang Shuihan and others will also stay on Kunwu Mountain, directly participate in treatment here, learn skillful arts, and it is far better than traveling long distances to Yunlan Township or returning to the Twelve Flying Eagle Castle.

"Seventh brother, when do you think it's appropriate for us to leave?" Meng Yuanyun was still thinking about his secret place, and if he didn't open that door, he felt uneasy.

Ye Qingxuan thought for a while and said, "After three years, after my Kunwu faction reopens the mountain gate, we will immediately set off and go to Jingnan ......."

"Okay—"

As soon as they heard that there was no need to practice on the mountain, everyone was excited.

Ye Qingxuan was also excited about this trip at this time.

What kind of secrets are hidden in the Broken Dragon Stone Gate, which can only be opened by divine soldiers? What kind of treasures are there in the ruins of the "Slender Wind and Drizzle Gate" that he is about to go to, the underground palace that even the Thief Saint can't open?

Ye Qingxuan was about to go to the Martial Arts Holy Land, and any treasures he could get at this time would have more ...... impact on his final results in the Martial Arts Holy Land. )