"Okay, you kid, I haven't seen you for so many years, so many ghost eyes, today's series of combination punches, the people of the six major factions were directly beaten, and your kid is completely famous." On the night of the conference, everyone in Wudang gathered, and Ye Xian patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder and smiled.

"I also want to thank Master Bo for telling the secret of the Wuji Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword back then, otherwise the name is not right, and I am afraid that it will not be so smooth today." Zhang Wuji said humbly.

"Okay, it's all your own family, don't play those imaginary, the key is strength, the strength of Mingjiao, your strength, people have to be convinced." Looking at Zhang Wuji in front of him, Ye Xian sighed a little, "Jiuyang Dacheng, coupled with the means of "Qiankun Great Shift" and Wudang Taiji, I am afraid that your kid's martial arts are not your opponents except for your master. ”

"By the way, give your master a copy of your experience in cultivating "Jiuyang Divine Skill", to be honest, I am very curious about how you practiced this Jiuyang Divine Skill so quickly to a great success, I think back then, Master Jueyuan practiced all his life and did not achieve great success, your master and I have practiced for many years but can only see the threshold, and it is far from breaking the threshold, I want to see what is special about your kid."

"It's been sorted out for a long time." Zhang Wuji, who knew Ye Xian's character well, directly took a booklet from Xiao Zhao next to him, handed it to Ye Xian, and said, "Actually, Wuji can achieve success so quickly, thanks to the cold poison in his body and the assistance of the thousand-year-old cold spring in the back mountain of Guangmingding, Master Uncle can also try it." ”

Immediately opened the booklet, Ye Xian said while reading, "Don't use it first, the pond water practice, the cold and yang stimulate each other, I also know this method, but your master and I are not in a hurry to achieve great success, just use ordinary pool water to take your time, and you don't need to go to the thousand-year-old cold spring to find abuse, I ask you is just curious." ”

""Jiuyang Divine Skill" is just to yang, pay attention to courage and diligence, your temperament is really not suitable at all." Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting on the main seat, couldn't help but shake his head when he heard Ye Xian's completely casual words.

"Although it is good to be brave and diligent, it is not necessarily bad to wear a drop of water." Ye Xian chuckled.

"Whatever you want!"

Smiling, Zhang Sanfeng turned his gaze to Zhang Wuji, "For many years, Wuji, you are now married and the general trend has gathered, you have done a good job, if your father and mother know, they will also be proud of you." ”

When the little sick seedlings grew into such a beautiful boy now, Zhang Sanfeng's heart was so relieved and gratified.

Over the years, he has been blaming himself, feeling that he didn't take good care of his apprentices, and now that he sees that his apprentices and grandsons are so good, the old man's heart is completely untied, "Seeing that you are doing so well, Master Tai is also relieved, and he can leave tomorrow with peace of mind." ”

This dinner party is not only a celebration for Zhang Wuji, but also a farewell meal, everything that needs to be done is done, and the six major factions are leaving.

"Master Tai, I can't bear you!" Looking at Zhang Sanfeng, who was gray-haired and white-bearded, Zhang Wuhen couldn't help but choke a little.

No matter what is in Mingjiao, Wudang, it is Zhang Wuji's childhood, and it is an inviolable holy place in his heart, this kind of feeling is not comparable to the acquired power and strength.

"Don't be coy there, I know you're busy now, but time is a woman's chest, there is always a squeeze, if you really want to be reluctant to come back and see your master, this is more important than anything else." Putting away the booklet, Ye Xian said while drinking wine and eating meat, "Don't worry, your master is one hundred and ten years old this year, according to your master's divination, you can live for at least thirty years, and maybe you can live for another hundred years, so you still have a chance to fulfill your filial piety." ”

"Oh? I didn't expect this old man to live so long! Hearing this, the corners of the other people's mouths twitched, and it was difficult to talk, but Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile, "Boss, you didn't miscalculate, right?" ”

"Hehe....Master, after so many years, when did you miss something when you saw me?" Ye Xian smiled confidently.

This is the case, for so many years, once he encountered some major events, Ye Xian would use divination as an excuse, at first everyone really didn't believe it, but slowly, the fulfillment of one thing after another, it really couldn't be believed.

Hearing that the person you care about can continue to live healthy for a long time, in this way, everyone's parting mood fades away, and the joy is more abundant.

On the second day, they said goodbye to each other, and everyone left the Bright Peak.

On the way back to Wudang, a tea stall rested.

Looking at the silent Song Qingshu on the opposite side, Ye Xian smashed a steamed bun directly on his head, and then pushed it with his palm, and the falling steamed bun was stuffed into Song Qingshu's mouth.

The huge steamed bun was stuffed into the mouth, and in an instant, Song Qingshu was hesitant, dancing with his hands,

"Haha....." In the disgusted eyes of the others, Ye Xian laughed unscrupulously.

"Senior brother, no matter how idle you are, you can't play tricks on Qingshu for fun!" Mo Shenggu, a man in his forties, is still so straightforward.

Accompanied by Mo Shenggu's straightforward questioning, Song Yuanqiao also cast a puzzled gaze.

He knew that Ye Xian would not tease Qingshu for no reason, but what was he doing it for?

Drinking coarse tea, eating steamed buns, and ignoring Mo Shenggu, Ye Xian looked at Song Yuanqiao and Song Qingshu, who was aggrieved behind him, and said slowly, "Second brother, you are really incompetent as a father, didn't you find that Qingshu has been wrong since he went down to the top of the light?" He has been silent all the way, and compared to the lively appearance when he came, he is like two people. ”

"Your baby son was stimulated by that kid from Wuji, who is also the third generation of Wudang, and he is also a young man of about the same age, why is he so much worse than Wuji?"

"Qingshu, your master uncle, I didn't guess your careful thoughts, right?"

In an instant, except for Zhang Sanfeng, who was still quietly nibbling on steamed buns, everyone else's eyes were all focused on Song Qingshu, being watched by so many elders, the simple Song Qingshu was very uncomfortable, "Uncle Master, I... I ....."

"There's nothing you and me to do, what's so embarrassing to admit it? Isn't it better to think about being inferior to people? Looking at the cramped Song Qingshu, Ye Xian smiled, "I am not willing to be worse than others, this is very good, this shows that you are self-motivated, this is worth encouraging, today the master uncle picked it up, not to ridicule you for not being self-sufficient, nor to see you ugly, but just to let you calm down, worried that you will be alone and unable to let go, and then go to the extreme." ”

Listening to Ye Xian's relieved words, Song Qingshu's hanging heart suddenly calmed down, looked at Ye Xian, and said a little dejectedly, "Master, isn't Qingshu useless?" ”

The flowers of a typical greenhouse, coupled with Song Yuanqiao's usual rules and constraints, Song Qingshu has a very poor resistance to setbacks.

"After returning to the mountain, you can practice swords with your master and me." Looking at Song Qingshu like this, Ye Xian couldn't help but shake his head, "Practice sword training with me for ten years, and after ten years, you will go to fight Wuji again, and then you will be better at that time." ”

"Senior brother, people from the same sect should love each other, you are like this...."

"Okay, second child, don't you understand the truth of the combination of kings and tyrants? What's wrong with the same door, shouldn't the same door be separated? Is there no friendship between the superior and the inferior? With a wave of his hand, Ye Xian directly interrupted Song Yuanqiao's nonsense.

Just as he was about to say a few more words to Song Qingshu, suddenly, a yellow figure from a flower in the distance attracted Ye Xian's attention.