In this world, the so-called Youling actually means human and demon.

Hearing Youling, almost most of the diners around him stopped their chopsticks and pricked up their ears, and even Song Yifei turned his head to look at it.

The heir of the martial arts holy land is a person, a demon, this is too exciting!

"Don't talk nonsense! It's just a boy and a girl, and there is a difference of 108,000 miles from Youling!"

The diner who revealed the appearance of the heir of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai hurriedly refuted his friend.

If there are people who are close to the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai among the people who eat, and they hear their conversation, they become angry and teach them a lesson, but it will be troublesome.

When talking about martial arts holy lands, it's not something that they can criticize.

"I'll just say it, just say it, just kidding!

The person who said Youling also realized that he was open-mouthed, said the wrong thing, and explained again and again.

"Let's not mention the appearance for the time being, the cultivation of this Sacred Heart Sword Zhai heir, that is really high!"

The two staggered the topic and talked about cultivation.

"How tall is it? Could it be that the Grandmaster can't do it?"

Hearing this, some people around couldn't help but laugh and laughed.

The so-called young generation on the rivers and lakes usually refers to those under the age of 30.

You must know that Zhang Wudao, the founding patriarch of the Wudang faction, broke through the grandmaster at the age of thirty-three, and was already known as the youngest grandmaster in five hundred years.

Breaking through the grandmaster before the age of thirty is like a fantasy, and it's no wonder everyone laughs.

The person who spoke shook his head, knowing that it was his friend who was joking, so he didn't care.

"The heir of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai is only twenty-four years old, and it is definitely impossible for the Grandmaster!

"Twenty-four-year-old congenital consummation !!"

Although the surrounding diners realized that the cultivation of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai Descendants was definitely not low, the innate perfection was too exaggerated.

Hearing the man's words, Song Yifei was also quite shocked.

There are even more perverted people than Shi Beiluo!

At the age of twenty-four, he was born with congenital perfection, could it be that he started cultivating from his mother's womb?

Is this still human?

Not only was Song Yifei shocked, but the diners who heard about it for the first time basically felt the same way.

"He is worthy of being the heir of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai!

Some martial artists shook their heads and sighed, just because of their cultivation talent, they had already made ordinary people unreachable and admired by the five bodies.

"The beggar gang Nandoutian, who is also a leader of the younger generation, has a hundred miles of wind in Wudang, and is exquisite, but he is congenital Xiaocheng, compared to the heirs of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai, he is too much worse!

"After breaking through the innate nature, every time you advance, it is extremely difficult, Shaolin's Shengxuan is only an innate masterpiece, and it is still a lot worse than the heirs of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai!"

"You don't know anything about this!Although Master Shengxuan's cultivation is not as good as that of the heir of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai, he cultivates both inside and outside, and his strength is stronger than that of ordinary innate perfection!"

"The heirs of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai can be an ordinary congenital perfection? Shaolin is a little worse after all! The younger generation is still stronger than the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai!"

"With such a terrifying talent, maybe he can break Grandmaster Zhang's record and break through the realm of Grandmaster before he is thirty years old!"

"Grandmasters are like dragons, immortals, but they don't just rely on talent! Throughout the ages, I don't know how many amazing and brilliant people have appeared, and how many have broken through the grandmaster?"

A group of martial artists at the bottom of the rivers and lakes are discussing loudly like a breakthrough grandmaster, discussing a peerless Tianjiao, and a style of pointing out the country.

This is probably the happiness of ordinary people too!

"There have been rumors of the Loose Sect recently, have you heard about it?"

"It's nothing!"

"How is it possible, the Loose Sect has disappeared for hundreds of years!"

......

"Lingnan Zhang family, competition to recruit relatives, do you want to try?"

"You don't pee either, look at how you look......"

"Lao Tzu Yushu is in the wind, and Xiaocui of Banghualou doesn't know how much he likes it......"

......

"Aoki Luo's family, I don't know if there is a result?"

"It must be the Demon Gate! It's getting more and more rampant!"

......

"Do you want to go to the painting boat, I heard that there are disciples of Emei...... Hey, hey!"

", huh?"

"They're going in to find someone! What do you want?"

......

Song Yifei listened to it for a while, and after feeling that there was no new news, he settled the food money, went out of the city and rode his horse, and continued to rush home.

......

The plane trees on the side of the road were tormented to droop their leaves, and the grass under the trees was also weak.

The lively and cute big yellow dog in the county on weekdays is panting with his tongue sticking out his tongue.

The cicadas on the trees couldn't hold on, and they were screaming vigorously there.

noon

The scorching sun shone down violently, and the sky and the earth were full of dazzling, irritating light, and the ground was also covered with a layer of floating ash, like flour. The horse's hooves stepped on, stepped on a nest, and raised their hooves, and it was a cloud of dust.

"Ah Fei, you're finally back!"

Calling the horses to the servants at the door, Song Yifei, who had just walked into the yard, was pounced on by the waiting Liu Qingcicada.

Liu Qingcicada's body was cold and cold, dispelling the heat and bringing Song Yifei a trace of inexplicable calmness.

The servants and maids around consciously turned their eyes to the side.

The young master and the young grandmother are intimate, they don't dare to disturb!

"Why are you the only one?" Xiao Jiu and Ah Niu?"

Tearing Liu Qingcicada off his body with a smile, Song Yifei asked as he walked inside.

"Little Ninth Sister and Ah Niu followed the caravan and went back to Wudang together! Why don't we go too? It's too boring to stay in the courtyard!"

Holding Song Yifei's arm, Liu Qingcicada complained in his mouth.

After all, she is the daughter-in-law of the Song family, and in front of Song Zhi'an and Lu Qingyan, she doesn't dare to be too unrestrained, and she has been uncomfortable for the past two months.

Song Yifei ignored Liu Qingciao's complaint and asked why the two left.

"Little Ninth Sister's grandfather sent a letter, saying that he missed her. Ah Niu went to Wudang to handle the handover, saying that after the handover, he would go home to live with his parents!

Now that I think about it, although Ah Niu is dull, he is honest and honest, he has no heart, he is a good friend, and he may never see him again in the future, Liu Qingcian inevitably has some regrets in his heart.

"Oh!"

Song Yifei responded and did not continue to ask.

The last time they separated, he gave Ah Niu a lot of money, which was enough for him to go to Wudang to redeem himself.

As for his position as the steward of Liulin County, he asked Song Zhian to help him get rid of it last time. The death of Ma Zhao and Xuan Miao Lao Dao was used by Song Zhian to hang on the head of the Demon Gate. And the reason for Song Yifei's resignation was that he was disheartened when he saw the tragic death of his junior brother, so he left his post and returned to his hometown.

As long as there is money, the Wudang Foreign Affairs Palace is quite lenient for this kind of thing.

After walking a short distance to the courtyard, Lu Qingyan, who heard the news, had already rushed over like a ball.

It's hard for her mother, in order to hide her cultivation, she is obviously a dignified and virtuous lady, and she is a well-informed lady, but she has become a fat woman.

"Mother!"

"It's good to come back! Hurry up and enter the house, I just stewed ginseng black chicken soup!"

“......”

Eat as soon as you come back.

He wondered if the old lady had distorted the original normal aesthetics because of her long-term practice of "Narong Technique".

"Mother, there are still flowers to be served in my yard, I'll go back first!"

Hearing that he was eating, Liu Qingcicada's little face tightened, and he immediately wanted to slip away.

In the past two months at the Song family, she almost ate when she opened her eyes, and she was still eating when she closed her eyes, and she was about to go crazy.

What's even more terrifying is that Lu Qingyan seems to have a soft spot for chicken cuisine. Braised chicken, roast chicken, grilled chicken, stewed chicken, roast chicken, white-cut chicken, saliva chicken...... , she has to wonder if Lu Qingyan has changed from a fox.

Anyway, she had already eaten enough, if it weren't for the etiquette of everyone's ladies, she would have cried, made trouble and hanged herself.

Lu Qingyan's unique taste, Song Yifei also suffered from it.

Pulling the willow cicada who was about to leave, Song Yifei said with a smile: "Just let the next person get the flowers, it's important to eat!"

Share the blessings and share the difficulties! How can you run!

"That flower is not ......"

Liu Qingcian tried hard to break free, but he didn't expect Lu Qingyan's big fat hands to also grab it.

Liu Qingcian instinctively used her body technique, wanting to dodge Lu Qingyan's big hand, but it turned out to be inexplicable and took the initiative to fall into her hands.

"What's the point of planting flowers and plants, it's better to get some eggplant and cabbage, you can take them to feed the chickens! You have been here at our Song family for almost half a year, and you are still so thin! If you let your in-laws know, you will think that I have treated you badly! I was originally going to let my subordinates inform you, but now that I have met, we are just together!"

Lu Qingyan couldn't help but say, and pulled Liu Qingcicada to the house.

She refined her palm technique, and her cultivation was several levels higher than that of Liu Qingcicada, how could Liu Qingcicada hide from it.

I'm almost eating out of my double chin and I'm still thin!!

Daddy, help, your daughter is going to die!

Although he was reluctant in his heart, Liu Qingcian was forcibly pulled over by the two.

After barely coping with a chicken feast, Liu Qingcian hurriedly ran away, while Song Yifei followed Lu Qingyan to stay alone in the room and talk.

"Mother, where did my father go?"

"There's something he needs to deal with outside, come back in two days!"

"What's the matter? You want Daddy to do it?" Song Yifei asked in surprise.