In Yang Xun's clean room, Wang Dong told Yang Xun about his discovery and reasoning.

This reasoning is more reasonable, and it is more convincing than the horse spirit that Ling Hule reasoned about was turned into his own bone pill. Of course, Yang Xun can't blame his lover for making Hule brainless, which is caused by unequal information. Linghule didn't know that the horse spirit was not a horse spirit, but a person.

Yang Xun, who was smiling, glanced at it, and was looking at his daughter who was excited about a secret conspiracy against the cultivation realm for himself and Wang Dong, and Yang Xun sighed helplessly in his heart.

Silly girl! You go home to do such a big thing, and you look down on your father too much. Your father is neither the mainstay of those unfathomable cultivators in the cultivation realm, nor is he the co-master of the cultivation realm, isn't it embarrassing for you to tell your father about such a big thing?

But now that I know, I can't use secret methods to seal or erase my memory, that would be too doggy.

Yang Xun asked. "Can you be sure that horse spirit is human?"

Wang said. "Yes."

Yang Xun didn't ask how Wang Dong knew that Ma Jing was a human, almost every Xiuzhen sect had its own secret technique at the bottom of the box, and it was taboo to get to the bottom of the box.

Through the narration of his apprentice, Yang Yuhe's Senior Brother Lu, Yang Xun knew that Wang Dong's master was located in a small Taoist temple called Mud Pill Palace, but he didn't know who Wang Dong's master was? In his opinion, if he can teach Wang Dong so well, even if he drinks alcohol, the master must be an apprentice in the cultivation realm who does not know which great realm cultivator is happy to see and hunt outside.

"Who is your master?"

"Breeze Chief."

"The ······ of the Breeze Road" Yang Xun muttered in his mouth, but he didn't find a match in his mind. Yang Xun didn't believe that the thoughtful Wang Dong was cultivated by an unknown person.

"Can you tell me what your master looks like?"

"My master is in his early thirties, he looks like a very pleasing person······ Wang Dong glanced at Qingfeng Dao Chief. "I'm afraid that compared to when Sect Master Yang was young, there are still some shortcomings."

In fact, Yang Xun's appearance is still very different from that of Qingfeng Daochang, but Wang Dong is not flattering Yang Xun with a clear conscience. In the eyes of Wang Dong, an apprentice who has lived with him for more than ten years, the Qingfeng Dao Elder of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone is indeed just more pleasing to the eye.

Of course, Yang Xun's appearance can be regarded as excellent, otherwise the goddess under the Queen Mother of Kunlun West will only be able to have mutual affection with him during the peach banquet in just three months, creating Yang Yuhe, Yang Xun's baby bump. It's just that as he gets older, the nature of the flower before and under the moon inevitably decreases greatly, and Yang Xun has not cared about the erosion of the years in the past few years.

A person in his thirties who looks thoughtful, there are countless such people in the cultivation realm who can control their appearance, Yang Xun looked at Wang Dong, hoping that Wang Dong could describe more of the characteristics of Qingfeng Dao Chang.

Wang Dong couldn't bear Yang Xun's disappointment, he thought for a while, and said proudly. "My master can also catch demons, and my third uncle Wei is a thousand-year-old rat demon, which was caught by my master in Sanshan County."

Catching demons is a common thing for cultivators, of course, this is only for those spirits who have been practicing for a relatively short time. Even if the thousand-year-old rat spirit is based on Yang Xun's current cultivation of the Yuan Ying Mirror, if you want to take him, it depends on whether the rat spirit has many spells to cultivate.

A thought rose in Yang Xun's mind, that is, to tell Wang Dong that your master must be a cultivator with advanced cultivation, as for the rat spirit······ It is likely to be less than a thousand years.

It's just that as soon as this idea took shape, Yang Xun immediately realized that something was wrong, this idea should have arisen in the mind of his apprentice Ling Hule, and he didn't go out of his mind and speak straightforwardly.

It was so terrifying that he was almost close to the pig, and Yang Xun immediately used his powerful divine sense to annihilate the thought that should not have belonged to him.

A man in his thirties who looks good, and can also hunt demons.

Yang Xun thought a lot, but in his opinion, it was almost impossible to teach such a wonderful person as Wang Dong.

Wang Dong looks at the world and is not deeply involved, but his behavior and deeds are considerable, and he advances and retreats in a certain way. The temperament is sincere and not hypocritical, but it is not dull and clumsy. Looking at the essence, he should be a person with a sense of responsibility and the courage to take responsibility, but there is no common problem of many capable people.

Seeing that he is thoughtful, but his temperament is open-minded and optimistic.

In short, many of the good qualities of other people's children can be reflected in Wang Dong's body.

Since he couldn't think that Wang Dong's master, Qingfeng Dao Chang, was the powerful doppelganger, Yang Xun simply didn't waste those brains.

"If you were asked to find out the secrets of the horse spirit, where would you start?"

Don't look at Yang Xun's more than 100-year-old person, but his brain is very jumpy.

Wang Dong thought about this question. "Let's go to the place where Ma Jing lives first, and see if you can find some clues."

"What if I don't find it?"

"Then I have to look for a needle in a haystack to see if we can find an existence like Ma Jing, who has changed from a human to a fairy."

"What if I still can't find it?"

"Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, I just need to have a clear conscience."

Yang Xun smiled a little playfully. "Young man, maybe the horse spirit is really just a horse spirit."

Wang Dong is colorful. "Sect Master Yang, my master told me that the reason why he named himself Qingfeng is because he wants to be a breeze in this world, blowing the haze of this world, and making this world more clear and bright······

Suddenly, I missed Master, Wang moved his eyes to look out the window, there were lights and stars, what is Master doing now? Are you running around looking for clues to the explosion of the city wall in Zhongjing?

Thinking about the master, and thinking of where he is now, Wang Dong couldn't help but sigh secretly. The master and apprentice were originally just ordinary little Taoist priests in a small Taoist temple in a small remote town, but they all became bad people who investigated secrets for no reason.

I have never been separated from Master for such a long time, and I don't know if Master has thought about himself.

Wang Dong silently recited in his heart, 'Master, I miss you. ’

The night is vast and shrouded in the world, the stars and moon outside the window are bright, the light is like water, the night is lonely, how lucky, the children are in front of their knees. Yang Xunyuan's baby, with a lifespan of 800 years, is like the quiet of sharing the night with the person he loves in front of him, and it is not something that can be imagined, after all, the children have grown up and have their own space.

Looking at Wang Dong, who was distracted, Yang Xun closed his eyes and lowered the curtain without disturbing the quiet child in front of him.

Yang Yuhe, who was on the side, thought that Wang Dong thought of some speculations that he hadn't thought of before, and couldn't help asking. "Brother, what clues did you think of?"

After entering the clean room, he was a well-behaved descendant of the dragon, and since he entered the clean room, he hid behind Yang Yuhe, and did not face Yang Xun who brought him a huge sense of coercion. If it weren't for the fact that he really couldn't stand Yang Yuhe's mindlessness, he really didn't want to throw this head in front of Yang Xun and show his face.

The heir of the dragon tugged at the belt around Yang Yuhe's waist, poked his head out from behind Yang Yuhe, glanced at Yang Xun secretly, and immediately retracted his gaze as if he was frightened, and said to Yang Yuhe. "Mother, my father is missing my master."

A clear and familiar voice came into Wang Dong's ears. "Good apprentice, it's very good to be a teacher, don't worry about it. When you go out on your own, remember to tread carefully. ”

Hearing the master's advice, Wang Dong turned his senses.

Fortunately, it was Yang Xun who was infected by Jingxin of the night, otherwise, with the degree to which he loved Yang Yuhe, he heard that his unmarried daughter was being beaten by a child, no, not a child, a little elf who didn't know what kind of mother he called, Yang Xun beat him lightly.

Yang Xun, who had originally closed his eyes and hung down the curtain, suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze was like lightning rushing straight at the dragon's descendant, and the frightened dragon's descendant immediately quickly retracted his head behind Yang Yuhe.

Yang Yuhe glanced at Yang Xun with disgust. "Daddy, he's still a kid."

Wang Dong's preaching to the dragon behind Yang Yuhe. "Come out quickly, apologize to Sect Master Yang, and say that you won't mess with your name in the future."

The heir of the dragon moved Yang Yuhe's waist and moved her sitting posture, still letting Yang Yuhe look at Yang Xun's gaze, and he made a grimace at Wang Dong. "Why don't you stop me from calling my mother my mother elsewhere, and now guarding my grandfather, you pretend to be a decent gentleman. I don't, I don't, I'm going to guard my grandfather and call my mother, mother, mother, mother······"

The heir of the dragon made Yang Yuhe's heart melt, and she hurriedly agreed, "Hey, hey······ My good little dragon······" And the doting backhand hugged the descendant of the dragon into his arms.

Hearing Yang Yuhe call himself a little dragon, the descendants of the dragon were reluctant again. "Mother, I'm not called Xiaolong, I'm called the descendant of the dragon."

"Good, good, my good dragon descendant."

In such a situation, Wang Dong wanted to beat the dragon's heir in the ass, but he was afraid that he would not be able to get it, so he had to smile at Yang Xun helplessly and said apologetically. "The child is stubborn, please don't blame Sect Master Yang."

Since his baby daughter has identified this little guy, besides, this little guy seems to look weird, and he doesn't look like a perverse and disobedient person. Even if Yang Xun pinched his nose, he had to recognize the current one, not the grandson of a pure person.

Yang Xun waved his hand at Wang Dong, signaling him not to go to his heart. Then he squeezed out a friendly smile at the heir of the dragon who was secretly watching him. "Little ······ The heir of the dragon, come and let my grandfather take a good look. ”

The descendants of the dragon were very hesitant, and under Yang Yuhe's many encouragements and persuasions, the descendants of the dragon pretended to have the courage to walk up to Yang Xun, and plunged into Yang Xun's arms, and began to call him "grandfather" vigorously.

Yang Xun Yuanying realm, an unsuspecting person was drilled into the chest by the heir of the dragon, Yang Xun was shocked in his heart, how does this inconspicuous-looking little elf exist?

"Good grandson, let grandpa take a good look at the appearance." Yang Xun quietly pulled the dragon's descendant away, ran the secret method, and his divine consciousness quietly entered the dragon's descendant's body through the medium of spiritual power, and suddenly an ancient and distant reckless power rushed towards him.

This is the first time Yang Xun has encountered such an existence as the descendant of the dragon, and he has increased his spiritual power to explore, for fear of being detected by the descendant of the dragon, and there is no need to say it. Because, Yang Xun didn't know where the spiritual power in the dragon's descendant body gave him an ancient and reckless sense came from.

Yang Xun withdrew his spiritual power and divine sense, but the hand holding the arm of the dragon's heir was more steady.