There is no dust in the house, and Donnie Yen is still in retreat next door.

Fu Yu took off the blue bracelet.

A teenage girl, after three years of growth, her appearance should have changed a lot.

But time seemed to stop at the moment when Fu Yu turned over the infant breeding technique.

Glad she hadn't missed the opportunity, she became more and more curious about who she was.

Even if, as Ellie said, this body is a hybrid of Alder and other races, but what does it have to do with herself?

It's really getting more and more confusing.

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The Fuguang Continent is the ancient cultivation period before the Yuan Qi era, and the Taoist cultivation period is later.

According to the records of the wild history, the ancient cultivation period was not divided into the three ways of demons and demons, and the family developed prosperously, but there were only a few sects, and it was not called a sect at that time, but a Taoist temple.

However, as the three differences became prominent, many Dao cultivators died in the hands of the Demon Dao and the mouth of the Demon Cultivators, and the Dao cultivators of the Floating Light Continent crossed the family and slowly combined in the form of a sect in order to enhance the power of the Dao Sect.

After thousands of years, the strength of the sect has become stronger and stronger, and it has gradually developed into the current pattern.

But even if the sect is powerful, there are always a very small number of families that can survive.

Compared with the other three domains, the family power of the Southern Regions is relatively intact, among which the Gu, Song, and Chen families are the leaders, followed by the Zhang family, which is a talisman heirloom.

The ancestor of the Zhang family was originally a buddy of the talisman shop, and by chance he was accepted as a disciple by a talisman maker.

After thousands of years of development, the Zhang family is no longer the scale of the year.

The houses are lined up one after another, covering an area of more than 100 acres, and when you look down from the sky, you will find that the building complex is circular as a whole, and a large mansion in the center is particularly eye-catching.

The main residence of the Zhangjia Center.

Ling Feng Zhenjun saw Zhang Yu coming in, waved his hand, and asked the maids who were waiting for the dye Kou Dan on both sides to step back.

"Ancestor. ”

Even if the woman is dressed in cyan casual clothes, the graceful curves of her body are undoubtedly revealed when she bends down and salutes, her long hair is pulled into a depraved at will, and the light blue hairband hanging down next to her cheeks between her bowed heads adds a bit of playfulness.

The woman in the red dress on the high couch blew on the Kou Dan, who had not yet dried, and then looked at the woman in front of her.

"I haven't told you, but do you know what it means to be with me this time?"

The Qingyun woman raised her head, and in an instant, it seemed that the moonstone on the wall of the hall had dimmed a little.

I saw that his skin was like congealed fat, his eyebrows were phoenix, and a red mole the size of a grain of rice at the corner of his eye gave his originally beautiful face a bit of enchantment.

Zhang Yu wanted to speak and stopped, although Ling Feng Zhenjun's face did not have any worry, but he was still relieved: "Ancestor doesn't have to worry too much, you still need to look at your grandson's own creation." ”

Ling Feng Zhenjun sneered: "Just like you monkey, you don't have a proper shape all day long." ”

There was a bit of anger in the words.

If the other disciples in the clan saw the always solemn and noble ancestor so close and easy-going, they would be shocked.

Whew, it doesn't look like he's sulking.

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Feng Zhenjun beckoned Zhang Yu to the front, pulled her to the edge of the couch and sat down, and said in a soft voice:

"You should know that the clan is weak now, and the clan without the support of the sect is like the fat of the tiger's mouth.

Since the Yuan Qi Dynasty, which clan is not trembling, although the Gu, Song and Chen families are even more called clans, in fact, they have already become the support of the Cloud Mist Sect.

Do you know why my sect has been able to barely do it so far?"

Zhang Yu bowed, this question is something she has to think about and learn since she was a child.

"External reinforcement, internal deterrence. ”

Ling Feng Zhenjun shook his head: "

We don't really have the strength to deter, it's just that the other side has concerns.

As for foreign aid, our monks have always respected their strength, and any foreign aid may be unreliable at times.

You can't grow up by sticking to your roots, and your family background is far inferior to that of the big sects, so I want you to worship the sect, what do you think?"

Zhang Yu was surprised: "Cloud Mist Sect?"

The Zhang family has not had any disciples enter the Cloud Mist Sect for so many years.

Ling Feng Zhenjun shook his head and looked north: "Are you willing to go to the Northern Regions?"

A long back flashed in Zhang Yu's mind, that person had once entered the Eastern Regions alone.

A wave of pride welled up in her heart: "My grandson is willing to go!"

Then, as if thinking of something, Zhang Yu's face was worried: "It's just that you once politely rejected the Qi Yan True Monarch of the Cloud Mist Sect on the grounds that you wanted to teach me personally, if I really worship in the Northern Regions, wouldn't it be ......." ”

Ling Feng Zhenjun's face suddenly condensed: "At that time, Zhang Yu was not a Zhang Yu, what did I have to do with my Southern Region Zhang family?"

Zhang Yu lowered his eyes.

I don't know how long I thought about it before I put forward this idea, she already had too many things on her body, and she couldn't think too much about me anymore and worry about it.

Zhang Yu cheered himself up, and when he spoke again, his tone was light but resolute: "Yu'er will live up to your high expectations!"

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Monster Forest.

Fu Yu swung out a wood attribute spiritual power.

"Roar—"

The flying bear bared its teeth and lunged at the little Terran girl.

The flying bear is called a flying bear not because it can fly, but because it has excellent bounce power, and its tail hair is long and fluffy, and it flutters violently as if it were flying when jumping through the forest.

Fu Yu ran his body and quickly dodged away.

But this mid-level flying bear is very cunning, and after passing by Fu Yu, he wrapped his tail around Fu Yu's arm, and turned around with a claw.

Well done!

Fu Yu's body was slightly sideways, and the fire aura wrapped around his right hand, and he directly punched the bear claw.

"Whoa—"

The fluffy fur of the flying bear's body is extremely flammable, which can make you roll on the ground in fright.

Fu Yu smiled slightly, if he understood the habits and characteristics of demon beasts, it would be twice the result with half the effort to deal with them.

Seeing that the flying bear was about to jump towards the jungle with a miserable howl, Fu Yu took off the white dragon on his back, and a spirit arrow condensed by fire spiritual power swished out.

"Whoa!!"

Forehead...... Shot missed.

The flying bear screamed, but the expected burning pain did not come, it was stunned, and when it turned its head, it saw Fu Yu pulling the bowstring again, and it was so frightened that it hurried to run for its life.

The flying bear was very fast, and before Fu Yu could shoot his second arrow, he drowned in the low bushes.

It's still necessary to practice diligently.

Fu Yu was helpless, and just wanted to take back Bai Long, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a colorful feather bird standing on the branch, and his heart moved, and the arrow turned and shot out directly.

The spirit arrow passed through the body of the colorful feather bird, and after two breaths, it turned into spiritual energy and dissipated into the air.

The Colorful Feather Bird didn't know until he died that he was combing his feathers on the branches, and why he suddenly couldn't feel himself.

Fu Yu walked under the tree, bent down and was about to pick up the bird on the ground, when his movements were abrupt.

An arrow feather grazed her cheek.

"Put down that bird!"

Fu Yu picked up the colorful feather bird and got up to look at the man and woman who were walking towards him.

The woman held a white bow, was dressed in pink, and wore a double bun, looking only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she looked quite delicate.

The man was holding a quiver in his hand, wearing a water-green robe, and he looked clear.

"I told you to lay down that bird!"

One has three layers of Qi training, and one has six layers of Qi training.

Without wanting to say more, Fu Yu turned around and left.

"Senior brother, look at her", the female cultivator, who was so ignored by a little girl, who felt that she had lost face, stomped her feet, and raised her bow angrily to aim at Fu Yu's back.