"You didn't see his arrogant appearance, if I were defeated today, I would have been humiliated by him like this, I don't believe you asked Uncle Yan. The dust snorted.

"Ahem, Master Hou, it was indeed like that at that time, that kid from the Zhang family was completely to blame, and he couldn't complain about the second young master. Yan Nantian echoed.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense," Yang Huizong waved his hand, and asked instead, "Let me ask you, what realm have you reached now?"

"Don't you know all about it?" said Dust.

"I only know your superficial strength, you know what I mean. Yang Huizong said.

Yang Chen naturally knew that Yang Huizong was talking about the amazing demon power in his body, but how could he tell the truth about this matter? His eyes rolled, and he took out his nonsense ability again: "Since the last god sacrifice ceremony, there has been a mysterious power in my body, sometimes I can use it, and I don't know what is going on." ”

Yang Huizong and Yan Nantian glanced at each other, their expressions slightly moved.

"Come here. Yang Huizong said.

Yang Chen came to Yang Huizong, Yang Huizong slapped a hand on Yang Chen's shoulder, and then, Yang Chen felt a strong spiritual probe enter his body.

After a while, Yang Huizong shook his head: "How can this be?"

"Master Hou, what's wrong?" Yan Nantian asked.

"I looked closely, and there was nothing in him. Yang Huizong frowned.

Yang Chen smiled inwardly, only when he performed the demon clan exercises, he would only exude that demonic energy, and other times it was no different from a normal person, and it was whimsical to want to find something in his body.

"Father, is there anything wrong?" asked Yang Chen, innocently.

Yang Huizong glanced at him deeply, shook his head and said, "Although the power in your body can't be detected, every time you use it, it will reveal an amazing evil aura, so it's better to use it less in the future." ”

Yang Chen nodded heavily.

"Master Qiqi, Marquis Xuanping and his son came to visit, and they are already waiting in the front hall. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door.

"It came pretty quickly. The three people in the room glanced at each other, and Yang Huizong said, "Let's go, go and see." ”

Come to the Frontrooms.

Xuanping Hou Zhang Ao had a cold face, like a dead father, Zhang Ping stood beside him with his hands hanging down, looking very well-behaved, but the resentful eyes exposed his heart.

"I didn't expect the dignified Xuanping Marquis to come to this mansion, it really made the mansion shine, I don't know what wind blew Xuanping Hou to my mansion?" Yang Huizong said with a smile.

Seeing Yang Huizong come out, Zhang Ao immediately got up and roared violently: "Yang Huizong, you don't pretend to be garlic with me! What happened in front of the auction house today, you don't know in your heart?"

"Xuanping Hou is confused about what he asked, and the auction house is not mine, how can I know?" Yang Huizong's face was innocent, this appearance was the same as the performance of Yang Chen just now, he really deserved to be a father and son.

"Don't talk nonsense! Your son asked my son to kowtow to him in public, what is An's mind, if you don't give an explanation today, let's reason in front of Your Majesty!" Zhang Ao said angrily.

"And such a thing?"

Pretend, Yang Huizong's ability to pretend like this is the same as dust, and then, he looked at Zhang Ping on the side and asked, "Zhang Ping's nephew, what's going on?"

Zhang Ping told what had happened.

However, he hid the cruel words, and instead said that it was a discussion.

"If that's what you say, it's a bit too much. Yang Huizong nodded seriously, his tone paused, he turned his words, looked at Zhang Ao, and said: "It's just, how did I hear that Ling Lang wanted to abolish Chen'er, and Chen'er fought back out of self-preservation, and finally won Ling Lang by luck, and let Ling Lang make a gift afterwards, isn't it an exaggeration?"

"Make amends?" Zhang Ao snorted coldly: "Let my son kowtow on the street, it's as simple as making amends?"

"Besides, this is also what your son said, if Chen'er loses, it will be him who kowtows, will I have to come to you to ask for an explanation at that time?" Yang Huizong sneered.

"Hmph, no matter what you say, you must give me an explanation today, otherwise, this matter will not be over!"

Zhang Ao's tone suddenly became short, he no longer had the hardness he had when he first entered the door, he knew that his son did not have much reason for this matter, everything was provoked by his son, but if it was just like that, how could he be willing to be Xuanpinghou?

Yang Huizong asked, "Confess, what do you want to explain?"

"Hand over the dust, let me take it back to discipline you, and send it back to you in three days!" Zhang Ao said.

The dust on the side had a black line on his face when he heard this.

"Haha!" Yang Huizong looked up to the sky and laughed: "What a joke, why did my son let you take it back to discipline?

"Yang Huizong, don't deceive people too much!" Zhang Ao angrily pointed at the tip of Yang Huizong's nose.

Yang Huizong smiled indifferently and said: "The competition between the younger generations, you are a person who is about to enter the earth to run out to argue, are you ashamed? Your son opened the Life Palace at the age of ten, and he has been cultivating for eight or nine years, and he can't beat the one who has been cultivating for three months, I really feel sad for you." ”

"Good! good!" Zhang Ao said angrily, "So, are you covering up the dust?"

Yang Huizong shook his head, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he said, "Send off!"

"Yang Huizong, I'll make you regret it!"

Zhang Ao took Zhang Ping out of the Dingguo Marquis Mansion angrily.

"Dad, what now?" asked Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ao glanced at him angrily: "You give me a good time to go back and cultivate well! Don't come out and embarrass me if you don't break through the realm of the body!"

After reprimanding Zhang Ping away, Zhang Ao glanced back at the Dingguo Marquis Mansion.

Immediately, go in one direction.

His destination is the Royal Palace!

After a turmoil, Yang Chen returned to the East Chamber, he knew that Xuanping Hou would definitely not give up, Yang Huizong also said just now, let him not think too much, cultivate with peace of mind, and leave the rest to him.

Dusty heart warms.

It's not bad to have such a man who helps wipe his ass.

Next, Yang Chen began to practice the second-grade martial art "Flying Birds Throwing into the Forest" that he had just photographed.

The cultivation difficulty of the second-grade martial arts is obviously much more difficult than the first-grade martial arts, and the cultivation techniques of the human race are also a little different from the cultivation techniques of the demons, resulting in the dust not being immediately penetrated.

So, he went into penance again.

The turmoil over the incident of Xuanping Marquis has passed, Yang Chen doesn't know how to deal with Dingguo Hou, anyway, it is not over in the end, Yang Chen has to admire Dingguo Hou's means, which can make a marquis swallow his anger, but it is not something that ordinary people can do.

Time flew by in the cultivation of dust.

In the blink of an eye, it was the winter solstice, and it was also the day of the year-end festival.

On this day, all the courtiers gathered in the imperial mausoleum, but this time the scene was not as grand as the ceremony of sacrificing to the gods, and only civil and military officials were present, and the ancestors were to be held.

After the ancestor worship ceremony, the civil and military officials came to the Taiji Palace.

The Tai Chi Hall is the place where the royal disciples sparred, the main hall is very large, and a high platform is set up in the center to learn, and there are table seats on both sides.

At this time, the sons of the ministers were already waiting here.

Fuyue, the daughter of Prince Zhuang, Zhang Ping, the son of the Marquis of Xuanping, Xiao Jingyi, the son of the Marquis of Pingyang, Yang Xiu and Yangchen, the son of the Marquis of Dingguo, Lin Xiyao, the daughter of Lin Shangshu...