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General Seo had quietly descended before sunrise. Except for Qingming and Dusheng, no one knew that he had been here, and none of the housekeepers and servants in his own courtyard knew about him.

Qing Ming meditated on luck all night, and returned to the courtyard after dawn, feeling refreshed and energetic, but the weather was hot and stuffy, and his robe was a little wet, sticking to his back, which was very uncomfortable.

Since he came to Xuantian Dao, he has not been very accustomed to the costumes here, as a nobleman, his status is noble, but this etiquette and costumes are too cumbersome, and the robes are like what he has seen in historical costume dramas before, which makes people quite unaccustomed to acting.

So he called to the servant and asked where he bathed.

The servant responded respectfully and enthusiastically, and took Qingming to the back of the courtyard, a private hot spring, bubbling hot, and the servant meekly and proudly introduced: "Childe, this is our private hot spring bath for the general of the research school. This spring water, which comes from the depths of the earth, has its own spiritual energy, which is of great benefit to those who practice divine skills. This water has always been enjoyed only by the general himself, and by the nobles he personally brought with him. The general once instructed that if the prince needs to bathe, he will bring it here, and ask the son to take care of himself! ”

Qing Ming lowered his voice and said to him: "The weather is hot and humid, tired little brother, can you find me a set of pants and shorts that you wear?"

When the servants heard this, they were taken aback, no nobles had ever been willing to wear their simple clothes, the hierarchy of the major subject countries was strict, and clothing, food, shelter and transportation were corresponding to their status, and if they were known by their own masters, it would be very inappropriate. He said hesitantly: "Childe, it's not that the small one won't be given to you, this, this, if the general knows, the small one will be punished!"

Qing Ming smiled sincerely: "Don't worry, I'll bear the consequences." It's too hot, little brother, you can help!"

When he came to Xuantian Dao, he couldn't change his tone for a while, and when the servant heard it, he felt that this noble son was very different from others, gentle, polite, and elegant, so people couldn't help but be willing to follow him and obey his orders, so he no longer hesitated and simply agreed to Qingming's request.

The hot springs are truly extraordinary, soaking in the water, feeling the warmth of energy from the millions of pores of the body, and the surrounding area is filled with a faint fragrance, which is very charming.

The little servant took a brand new set of servant clothes, linen trousers and a gray shirt, Qing Ming changed into it, and used a few punches and kicks, and it was really much more relaxed.

Walking around to the courtyard, I saw Long Xing squatting outside his room, sneakily looking in through the crack in the door.

Qing Ming tiptoed behind him and clenched his fist on his fat back. Long Xing screamed, and his fat body fell directly to the ground. He turned his head and looked up, grinned, endured the sharp pain in his back, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Early in the morning, those servants woke me up, and I wasn't fun alone, so I came over to see if you got up, hehe." ”

As he spoke, he hunched his back and complained: "I said, Ah Ming, you are too ruthless this time!

Qing Ming was puzzled in his heart, he didn't expect that after mixing in the Xuantian Dao these days, his hand strength had become so big, and he didn't use much force just now, such a big Long Xing actually lay down!

Turning to his mind, he remembered what General Jisheng had said at night, and said in his heart, Long Xing is immune to light and shadow spells, but he has no power to resist this real fist and foot kung fu!

At that time, Qing Ming didn't know that because he was originally a soul with divine power in the Xuantian Dao, he had not found anything unusual in the foreign land before, and now he breathed the air of the Xuantian Dao, drank the water here, ate the food here, and after cultivation, as well as the Guben soup made by his mother's exclusive secret, now he, although he is not a master, can be regarded as a person with great divine power in the Xuantian Dao.

Seeing Long Xing's embarrassment, Qing Ming hurriedly pulled him up. With a slight force, Long Xing's heavy body got up, he touched his head, looked at Qing Ming puzzled, and said, "Your kid has so much strength!"

After looking up and down, he noticed that Qing Ming was dressed the same as himself, hammered his brother's shoulder, and said with a smile: "This dress is almost the same, otherwise, I always feel that you are taller than me, and I am embarrassed to talk to you!"

While he was talking, General Watari came over to beckon them to have breakfast, and when he saw Qing Ming's clothes, he was slightly stunned, and the look of surprise only appeared on his face for a very short moment, and he quickly regained his calm.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Qing Ji was already enjoying breakfast there, and when he saw everyone, he straightened his back, raised his head, and pouted. The little thorn behind him hurriedly shouted: "The elders are here, the juniors hurry up!"

Qing Ming and Du Sheng looked at each other and smiled, handed another look to Long Xing, and arched his hand and said, "Good morning, uncle! I wish my uncle to eat and drink well, and improve his skills, and I hope that my uncle will teach my little nephew more! The little nephew is polite here!"

Long Xing saw that Qing Ji was arrogant, and remembered the fierce appearance before, so he hurriedly followed Qing Ming and stammered timidly: "Hello uncle! Good morning uncle! I wish my uncle good health and all the best!"

Qing Ming couldn't help laughing, and said in his heart, this fat man is greeting the New Year!

When Qingji heard this, he was overjoyed, in order to be enough for his elders, he suppressed his smile vigorously, just smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Well, the children are quite sensible!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the juniors carefully, this look was really important! I saw that his face sank, he slapped the table, stood up, and shouted incoherently: "Qing Ming! Is it you? What are you wearing! You, you, are too out of proportion!"

Qing Ming was embarrassed by what he said, and he was a little at a loss.

General Wataru laughed and said, "Lord Qingji, don't be impatient. Prince Qingming has lived in a foreign land for eighteen years, and he is not used to the costumes of our Xuantian Dao! In this courtyard, there is no one around, the weather is hot and humid today, and the prince must be very hot in a brocade robe, let's be considerate and considerate!"

Qing Ji stared at Qing Ming, sat back slowly, and muttered, "It's really reassuring to me, an elder!"

Hearing him put up the elders again, the atmosphere in the room suddenly returned to a relaxed state, everyone sat down one after another under the guidance of the servants, and Long Xing was also a guest, sitting at the head of Qing Ming.

I saw that in front of Qingji, Qingming and Dusheng, in addition to the daily porridge and rice, there was a plate of grass-colored petal-shaped mixed vegetables, but Long Xing did not have it.

Long Xing turned his head to look at Qingming's dish, and smelled a strange fragrance, as a foodie, he immediately salivated, and subconsciously reached out to twist the vegetables. Seeing this, General Wataru drew a small circle in the air with the palm of his right hand, and then, with a gentle push of the hand stretched out towards Long Xing, he only heard a whirring wind, Long Xing sighed, retracted his hand, and looked at it, a large piece of red on the back of his hand, and tears were about to come down in pain, biting his lip tightly, glaring at General Watar, daring to be angry and not daring to speak.

Qing Ji glanced at Long Xing, and said proudly: "This is the Prime Minister's Mansion, I only brought a little of the flowers that bloomed from the Rue Spirit Grass given to me, of course I don't have your share!"

General Wataru leaned over and glanced at the back of Long Xing's hand, and said slightly apologetically, "Oh, I thought you weren't afraid of my qigong!"

After speaking, he fell into deep thought, at present, it seems that this kid is not afraid of light and shadow, but he has no immunity to qigong, so what kind of abilities can he have? I'll find another chance to try him!

After the meal, General Wataru relayed the message of Master Zhongquan of Qingmai Mountain. It turned out that for the sake of secrecy, the news brought to Qingming was conveyed through General Shensheng's night visit. The master asked Qingming to go to the Qingmai Mountain Jucai Hall every other day in order to teach the skills one after another.

When Qing Ji heard this, he asked Qing Ming to change his clothes no matter what, and stomped his feet and said hurriedly: "Others don't know, and they say that my uncle didn't teach you!"

Heqiu Er hurriedly acted and chose a set of silk robes for Qing Ming that the princess specially gave him to bring, ice blue, as thin as cicada wings, put on the body, as if there was nothing, the robe lined with Qing Ming's young and handsome cheeks, which was eye-catching.

A group of people descended from the mountains in the south of the city, and arrived at the Qingmai Mountain Jucai Hall before noon, so that they could return to the Nanshan Courtyard before nightfall after receiving the teachings of the master.

They moved quickly, and after a while, they came to the place where they met Long Xing for the first time, Long Xing looked at the pile of horse bones, and glanced sideways at Yang Yongzheng glaring at him angrily, and couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, his face was swollen and red, and he hurriedly squeezed to Qingming's white horse. Only by getting closer to Qingming could he feel at ease.

After a short walk, you have to cross the river from the wooden bridge. Wataru handed the reins of the white horse to Hechuer, and he stayed on the bridge for a moment, as if admiring the rich landscape of the south of the city. After Qing Ming rode a white horse across the bridge, Long Xing walked to the center of the wooden bridge. General Watari pushed his right hand in the sleeve of his coat, and the air flow hit Long Xing's waist like a wooden stick, and although his body was heavy, he could not resist the menacing air stick, and turned over and fell into the river.

I only heard a plop, a huge splash bloomed on the water surface, without the figure of Long Xing, after a while, a few bubbles bubbled up, Long Xing struggled to show his head in the water, kept eating water, and shouted intermittently: "Help, help!

Shouting, his head was submerged in the water again, suddenly rose again, repeated several times, Qing Ming was in a hurry, he couldn't swim in the world, and when he arrived in the big subject country, he hadn't tried the water yet, so he didn't dare to rush into the water, and in a hurry, he had to ask General Wataru for help. But I saw General Watari smiling, looking at the dragon star in the water, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, there was a plop, and next to the place where Long Xing fell into the water, a huge splash bloomed, and then, I saw Yang Yong holding Long Xing in one hand and paddling desperately with the other, he was like a vigorous whale, carrying Long Xing, and went to the shore.

In an instant, Long Xing had fallen on the shore, everyone rushed to check, he squinted his eyes, faintly dizzy, his chest bulged, Yang Yong pressed his palm on his chest, and a stream of river water gushed out of his mouth, only then did he open his eyes, and his spirit recovered slightly. He jumped up and yelled at the crowd, "Who the hell is it? Who was the bastard who hit me with a stick just now?!"

He glanced at Qing Ji and Qing Ming, and didn't dare to attack them, so he pointed at the little thorn, waved his fist, and asked angrily, "Is it you?"

For a moment, he turned to Hechul and asked, "Is it you?"

General Wataru smiled slightly, a hint of apology flashed in his smile, Qing Ming, who had known a lot about Wataru for many days, had already guessed that it was his masterpiece. He comforted Long Xing and said, "Brother, be careful next time you cross the bridge, don't guess! Heqiu'er, hurry up and get clothes for the two of them to change." ”

Long Xing still wanted to distinguish it, and when he saw Qing Ji looking majestic on the black horse, he had to swallow his anger and go down the steps given by Qing Ming, and no longer spoke.

General Wataru pondered, it turns out that this guy doesn't understand water at all, and it seems that there is nothing special about this.