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The place where Meng Yuan and Nangong Jing met was not in the previous Hero's Residence, nor in the Tiannan Sect's residence, but in Yanjiazhuang. [~]

Accompanied by the little maid, Meng Yuan and the two walked through the vermilion lacquer gate and walked into the core of this Yan family set. Originally, as a servant, Nian Wuchang was not suitable to walk with Meng Yuan, but his identity as a congenital master gave him this privilege.

In the martial arts, the strong are respected, even if it is the Yan family, they will not underestimate a congenital master at will.

Walking by the large lake, the chill of the lake made the little guy who led the way in front shiver, and hurriedly wrapped the padded jacket on his body.

"Mr. Nangong and Mr. Wan are already waiting for two of them inside." took the two of them across the embankment, and when they arrived in front of a small building, the little guy pushed open the door and let the guest pass.

When Mengyuan looked at it, he saw that this was a tea house, built on a stone boat, and a plaque was hung at the door of the teahouse, with three big characters "Little Jiangnan" written on it. The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the pen is strong.

"I think this is the handwriting of that jute guest, it is said that this old man Yan with the iron fist of King Kong, the finger power of the two-heart bridge, and the three great masters of the wind and thunder swordsmanship move the rivers and lakes, and it does have its merits."

Meng Yuan praised in his heart, he has studied under the "Miao Xian" Fenglaiyi for many years, although he is not proficient, but he still has an eye for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Of course, these three words are not as good as the hands of the real person of Mitoyo who he appreciated on Wudang Mountain. The pen is strong, but it is slightly better than himself.

Walking into the door, there is a burst of plum fragrance in the wind, on both sides of the entrance, a few plum plants are planted in pots, it is the season of flowers, adding a bit of elegance to this somewhat cold tea room. [~]

"This must be the head of the dream, the contemptible Tiannan sent Nangong Jing and met Mr."

A clear voice sounded from inside, a tearoom opened, and out of it came Wan Sitong and a middle-aged Taoist, this Taoist was about forty years old, although he was dressed as a monk, but he was beautiful, if it was ten or twenty years ago, he must be a graceful and beautiful man.

Meng Yuan even noticed that the surface of the middle-aged Taoist's skin seemed to be covered with a faint layer of oil, just like the luster on the surface of fine porcelain.

"This Tiannan faction is taking the authentic internal strength of the Taoist Xuanmen, and although the entry is slow, it is rare to have the possibility of going mad. This Nangong Jing has almost half of the Xuanmen true qi base, and he can be regarded as a character. "Meng Yuan has read the book "Xuangong Tips", which has a very profound description of the Xuanmen authentic inner family method, just by looking at it, he knows the details of this Nangong Jing.

"Hehe, the head of Nangong is too modest, Meng and Brother Wan hit it off yesterday, and today I have to see the demeanor of Nangong head, which is worth the trip. Although Meng has lived in the South China Sea for a long time, he knows that the Tiannan faction has such a handsome brother as your brother, and he will become a great weapon. ”

Compared to Meng Yuan, Nangong Jing was taken aback, in his eyes, Meng Yuan was just a mortal who didn't know martial arts, the only thing that was a little strange was that his eyes were clearer and brighter than ordinary people.

But when he saw Meng Yuan, what flashed in his mind was another person, that was the old man of his Tiannan faction, the old man of Sanhe Chai Kun, his mentor. Again, it's an inconspicuous look.

"Back to basics!"

Although he doesn't trust his judgment very much, but the other party doesn't care about it in such weather, it is clear that he has already had the internal skills of cold and heat, cold and warm freely, so although his guess is a little ridiculous, it can only be the truth. (・~)

Nangong Jing, who has such an understanding, is a little more gentle and respectful between his words, and it can even be said that he is a little stammered. This made the atmosphere between the two sides quickly become warm.

"I heard Si Tong say that Master Meng's trip is to send a senior of the Yan family back to his hometown?" Nangong saluted.

"Yes, this Elder Yan of the Sect has left home since he was a child and walked the rivers and lakes, but he has never forgotten where he came from. When he was dying, he hoped to return to his roots. ”

Meng Yuan sighed slightly and said, "Elder Yan has done his best for this sect all his life, and this last thing, Meng Mou must always do his best." ”

"What the head of the dream said is very true, the leaves fall back to the roots, and it is normal for people to be." Nangong Jing nodded and said with a smile: "It is also Nangong's fate to be able to meet the head of the dream today." It's not a secret, my Tiannan faction is a world friend with the Yan family, although Nangong Jing is a junior, he can also say a few words in front of Master Yan, if this matter is trusted by Nangong, how about handing it over to Nangong? ”

Meng Yuan said with a smile: "Nangong head Meng is naturally trustworthy, so Meng will accept this love." ”

Nangong Jing was immediately overjoyed in his heart, with the identity of the head of their faction, of course he knew the weight of this sentence, and being able to make friends with a figure like Meng Yuan with unfathomable martial arts could be imagined for his Tiannan faction.

(Ding, the mission changes, you get the friendship of the plot characters Nangong Jing and Wan Sitong, and your reputation in the Tiannan faction rises to respect.) ）

Immediately, Meng Yuan took a scroll from Nian Wuchang's hand, put it on the table and said, "This is what Brother Si Tong wanted, so I will trouble the two of you to hand it over to the Yan family." ”

"Thank you for the head of the dream, my sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, what I am talking about is to sit down and say and act, Si Tong, you sit with the head of the dream for a while, I will go to see Master Yan." Nangong Jing smiled, said hello, and pushed the door away.

"I didn't expect Brother Meng to be so clever, but the younger brother was a little rude yesterday." Vance laughed.

"Not really." Meng Yuan glanced at him and said: "Although Meng is rarely involved in the north, this pair of photos is not empty, you have studied under a famous family since you were a child, and you have taken the authentic road of Xuanmen, although the heat is still shallow, but the foundation is very good." And you are gentle and polite, with an extraordinary appearance, and you will have a lot of help in the future. The fortune is also quite deep, and the achievements of the past should still be above Senior Brother Ling. ”

"Mr. has won the prize." Vance said with a hot face.

Meng Yuan smiled and said: "However, Meng also told Meng that the heavens will descend on the Si people, and they will definitely be tempered." As I expected, my brother will have a little trouble in a while, but it won't get in the way. It is necessary to know that the edge of the sword is sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and after the wind and rain, there is a rainbow, so it must not be too depressed. ”

He said and took out the two tricks and said: "These two tricks, hand them over to the elder brother for self-defense, when the elder brother is at a loss, you can open them in turn, and you can solve the confusion in front of you." ”

Wan Sitong was curious and a little moved, he already knew that Meng Yuan was a mysterious "master" at this time, and naturally paid more attention to what he said, but if it was replaced by another elf who jumped out, I am afraid that he would not be able to help but take it apart directly, but with his nature, after knowing the kindness of the other party, he was cherished and put away.

The two were talking speculatively, Meng Yuan smiled slightly, stood up and said loudly: "Brother Nangong is back, as for the other one, it should be Yan Lao, right?" ”

At the beginning of the curtain, a middle-aged man in Mai arrived accompanied by Nangong Jing, this Mai man was in his fifties when he looked at it, but when he looked closely, he couldn't tell how old he had lived. His beard and hair were all black, his face was not wrinkled, and his face was ruddy, like that of a baby.

Mengyuan knows that this jute guest has been famous in martial arts for decades, not to mention that he has passed the age of ancient times, but when he was about fifty years old, he has already achieved martial arts, and in the next twenty years, this strange man has been in the valley to maintain health, and even the ruthless years have a much lighter impact on him than others.

The thought flashed in his heart, and Meng Yuan immediately took the gift of a junior and said: "The last school is the last, Jin Wumen Mengyuan, I have seen Yan Shibo." ”

Yan Peng glanced at Meng Yuan, Rao Yi was his city government, and he couldn't help but show a look of surprise, sighed, and nodded: "I heard Nangong respect Mengxian's nephew first, and I still didn't believe it, but I didn't expect that the nephew's kung fu would reach such a realm. ”

Under the concession of Nangong Jing and Mengyuan, the owner of the Yan family set sat down on the main seat, he looked at Mengyuan, and said with a slight smile: "There are talented people in the rivers and mountains, each leading the way for decades, and Yan has been silent in martial arts for decades, but he doesn't know that there is such a person on the rivers and lakes now, and he is really sitting in the well and watching the sky." ”

Meng Yuan knew that what he said was actually his son, but he said: "The name of Shibo, although more than 20 years have passed, once it is mentioned, it is still like thunder, and the word 'jute guest' has become a legend in today's rivers and lakes."

Yan Pengju sighed and said: "Among the seven brothers such as me, I am the longest, and Peng Yuan is the youngest, but I didn't expect him to die first." Among the seven of us back then, Lao Qi had the highest talent, but he did not use his talent in martial arts and business, but was obsessed with the Nine Palaces Flying Star, the study of Ziwei Doushu, and the array of protecting the village in the village was designed by him. Later, not long after I left home to become a businessman, I learned that he also abandoned his home, and this time it was forty years, and I thought that in my old age there would be a day when seven people would be in the same house, but I did not expect that the day of farewell would be forever. ”

Saying that, the martial arts hero sighed. This chapter is published by online book friends.

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