"Ziyi, you make me think so hard!"

In the dead of night, in a gazebo in the dark night, a pair of figures were sitting snuggled and whispering.

"Come less!" Tang Ziyi glanced at Li Chengyuan and said angrily, "For such a long time, don't you even have the kung fu to send an eagle to deliver a letter?"

"Alas!" Li Chengyuan hurriedly argued, "You also know that those monks went west to Kunlun, I practiced martial arts every day, and your father is a figure with eyes above the top, if I don't do something big, how can your father marry you to me so easily?"

"Phew, who wants to marry you!" Tang Ziyi took a sip lightly, but his face was pretty, but he didn't speak for a long time in the dark.

After a while, Tang Ziyi said in a low voice: "Now that you are an innate grandmaster, comprehending the laws of heaven and earth, and doing such a big thing, no matter how unhappy my father is, he won't say anything...... It's just that...... Just ......"

"Just what?" Li Chengyuan was a little anxious and asked, "Does your father still think that my martial arts are not high enough?" It doesn't matter, I'm going to compete with your father, I, Li Chengyuan, are now in charge of killing, as long as your father is not like my master, I will definitely let your father ......."

"What do you want to do!" Tang Ziyi twisted Li Chengyuan viciously, so painful that Li Chengyuan almost screamed, "Do you still want to beat my father?"

Li Chengyuan endured the pain in his arm and said angrily: "Then what are you worried about?"

Tang Ziyi hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Today's Tang Family Fort is a little different, and the head of the family seems to be a little unable to control the Tang family's eight gates. My father was the confidant of the head of the family, and I often saw him frowning and walking around outside in the middle of the night without sleeping. ”

"Uh......" Li Chengyuan hesitated for a moment and asked, "What does this have to do with your father's marriage?"

Tang Ziyi sighed faintly and said softly: "My father asked me to write a letter to you, but I took it to ask the head of the family to write a few words and invite your master to enter Sichuan." In my guess, the head of the family probably intends to use the hand of the Pure Yang Palace to rectify the Tang Sect. ”

"Borrow the hand of the Pure Yang Palace to rectify the Tang Gate?" Although Li Chengyuan was brave and brave, he was not good at these curved roads, he sat there and thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The Pure Yang Palace is far away in Kunlun Mountain, separated from Tangjiabao by thousands of rivers and mountains, even if the Tang Gate wants to use the power of the Pure Yang Palace, it is also powerless?"

"You're really stupid!" Tang Ziyi glared at Li Chengyuan with disgust and explained, "Pure Yang Palace is now a key chess piece in the battle of Dao Buddha. I guess what the head of the family means is that he intends to send all the disobedient Tang Sect disciples to help you fight, and the disobedient ones are dead, and the rest are not all obedient? ’”

"No, it won't be that simple!" Although Li Chengyuan is a political novice, he has been in the army for a long time, so he naturally knows that such a move will inevitably cause chaos. Shaking his head at the moment, he said, "This is something in the art of war, how can it actually be so simple?"

He scratched his head, but he couldn't think of any words, and said with a smile: "Whatever, if there is something anyway, Master and Mr. Song will definitely solve it! We haven't seen each other for so long, and you don't say you miss me?"

"Who wants you to ......" Tang Ziyi glanced at Li Chengyuan in a variety of styles, but gently leaned his head on Li Chengyuan's shoulder.

Not mentioning that Chunyang Palace and Tangjiabao had a private alliance, but said that Xiao Qianli came to Tangjiabao with great fanfare, and all the forces in the rivers and lakes who got the news gasped.

The Tang Sect is not an ordinary force, even though the rivers and lakes have been disturbing for thousands of years, but no force has ever dared to really fight the idea of Tangjiabao. Even Shaolin, which was at its peak, never thought of thinking about the Tang Sect.

However, the Chunyang Palace, which had just won the power of Mahayana Buddhism, and its head and core figures came to Tangjiabao, and they couldn't help but have a few eyes on these Jianghu forces.

Xuanmen has been in decline for a long time, but the Pure Yang Palace was born, and in one fell swoop wiped out Mahayana Buddhism, the world was shocked, and Xiao Qianli, the head of the sect, has basically confirmed that he is a great martial arts master who refines the gods and returns to the realm of the void, and there are several leaders under his command, all of whom are first-class figures. Because of this, every move of the Pure Yang Palace has naturally attracted more people's attention.

When the news reached southern Xinjiang, in a dark and deep hall, a handsome young man suddenly turned his head and shouted, "What did you say?"

The black-clothed man who reported the news said: "The envoy of the good sect learned that now that the Chunyang Palace has been born, Mahayana Buddhism has collapsed, and Xiao Qianli, the head of the sect, has entered Sichuan to talk with Tangjiabao. ”

"Get out!" the young man kicked the man in black and squatted, "That's not what I want, you hurry up and check, since Mahayana Buddhism has been destroyed by the Pure Yang Palace, what has the Shaolin Temple done?"

The man in black stood up tremblingly, saluted, and immediately turned and fled.

"Xue Yu, why are you so angry?"

In the depths of the palace, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

The young man didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly took a few steps inside, and said in a low voice: "Lord, Xue Yu is just angry for a while......"

The man chuckled lightly and said, "The deity also has some grudges with the Pure Yang Palace, if you want to take revenge, how can I stand idly by?"

A cold wind suddenly blew at the door, and the firelight swayed, reflecting on the face of the young man in front of the hall. It's just that those slender peach blossom eyes look a little evil, and it is An Xueyu, a disciple of the Penglai faction of the first sword sect of Qilu.

At the Chongyang Festival, An Xueyu had a lustful heart for Lu Wuyi, and wanted to tease Lu Wuyi, but he secretly poisoned him, mixing the drug in the meal, intending to calculate Lu Wuyi, but unexpectedly Guo Yuying saw through it, and he planned it, which not only ruined An Xueyu's good deeds, but also forced Sima Changping, the head of the Penglai faction, to break his dantian qi sea, and his skills were ruined.

But in the end, he felt sorry for his beloved disciple, although Sima Changping broke his cultivation, but it left him a glimmer of life, just abandoning his skills, but it did not break the foundation of his cultivation. Therefore, after he immediately sent Penglai, he went deep into southern Xinjiang, practiced hard, and got the help of strangers, not only did his skills recover, but he also went further, and he had reached the high-level cultivation of Huaqi, and he was only one line away from the realm of consummation.

He took a few steps to the depths of the main hall and saw a man on a bench.

This man had long hair and a shawl, and a thin face, but he was extremely handsome, wearing a black robe embroidered with spoons and jars, bag swords, fans, hammers, and kettles on his chest, and a pair of deep eyes flashing with blue light, as if flickering with two points of ghost fire.

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