Pan Xuan said: "Martial arts practitioners, or thick and thin hair, or mutation and strange birth, the little prince has such internal strength, running Zhou Tian, even if it is difficult to hurt the enemy, it is more than enough to protect himself, after a long time, he understands and understands it, and his magic is self-fulfilling." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info If I pass on some superficial and miscellaneous skills, it will divide your heart and delay your entry. ”

Yang Wentian is a lively and active temper, and he was able to pass on his skills in the dreams of the masters, and he remembered his father's shame, so he has today's skills. At this time, he was scattered outside, no one was in charge, and he was really unwilling to practice martial arts diligently, delaying the beautiful scenery and enjoying happiness. Listening to Pan Xuan's polite refusal, he was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Anyway, the seniors are with me all the way, let's talk on the road." ”

He prepared five ox carts and two carriages, bid farewell to the Fengyi people, turned to the mountain road, passed through the high mountains and dense forests, and headed towards Kunming.

Although the land of Yunnan is remote, the scenery is famous all over the world, the beauty is breathtaking, Xiao Moxue, Dao'er's life is only dozens of miles away from Fengyi Village, now traveling far away, feeling a little sad at the beginning, you can enjoy the scenery all over, and soon you will be fascinated and deeply obsessed.

The two were enthusiastic and simple, and when they saw the novelty, they couldn't help laughing out loud. Although Ying'er seems to be young, she is much calmer than them, but the women's moods are passed on to each other, doubling it is doubly easy, the two are overexcited, and Ying'er is infected by it, and she can't help but cheer a few times. Along the way, the female warbler Yanyan, laughter, and laughter continued. Yang Wentian and Bai Kai heard the witty words of the beautiful woman, and they were also happy, but they were unbearable and endured.

The road was not very peaceful, bandits blocked the road, the villagers set up passes, and from time to time there were disputes at the door, but everyone had high martial arts, and the ordinary characters on the rivers and lakes were their opponents? After about 20 days, they finally arrived outside the city of Kunming.

The mother of Yangwentian is named Gurzhen, also known as Princess Jiuhe. It is the pearl of Kublai Khan, the ancestor of the Yuan dynasty, who has been operating in Kunming City for many years, and the people in the city are safe and happy.

But within the city wall, the houses are low and tidy, the streets are neat and orderly, and the various ethnic groups in Yunnan, the Yuan people and the Han people, go back and forth, shuttle endlessly, like a tidal river. Occasionally, you can see the Ming Lou Hall, the Buddha Temple, all of which are repaired spectacular and majestic, resplendent and splendid, just because people believe in Buddhism, after the loss of the princess of Jiuhe, she converted to the faith and doubled her piety.

The guards in the city knew that the prince had returned, and before they arrived at the palace, they were greeted by the guards. The captain of the guard was called Wutu, and he was even more smiling, nodding his head, and talking like a tide, that is, he was reunited with his parents, and it was not as happy as his expression at the moment.

Yang Wentian pointed to Pan Xuan and the others: "These are my good friends, who have saved my life several times, and they are friends of life and death." ”

Wu suddenly shouted: "Since he is a good friend of the little prince, he is the most distinguished guest in the city! ”

Yang Wentian saw that Dao'er looked cowardly, but he was no longer straightforward as before, laughed, took her palm, and said, "Let's go see my mother." ”

Dao'er said "ah", blushing like an apple, and chirping: "I'm not going, people.... People haven't figured it out yet. ”

Yang Wentian smiled and said, "What else do you want? See your mother-in-law earlier, and hold the doll earlier." ”

Dao'er was ashamed, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "Your mother.... If not, what if you don't?"

Yang asked Tiandao: "I am the prince of this place, I can do whatever I want, my mother loves me the most, I persuade her well, and that's it." ”

Dao'er listened to the first half of his bold words, and the second half of his timid words, and he was even more uncertain, and said, "I'll go with my sister." ”

Xiao Moxue smiled and said, "Sister, this is a matter between you and the little prince, what are you dragging me for?"

Dao'er clapped his hands, pointed at Bai Kai and said, "Ask the heavens, since your brother is here, how can you not see your elders?"

Bai Kai said with a smile: "When you see what you want to see naturally, how can you not distinguish between the important and the important?"

Dao'er rushed to the doctor in a hurry, suddenly grabbed Pan Xuan's arm, and said: "Mr. Wu Qi, you have the best way to deal with your mother-in-law and aunt, you go to the town for me!"

The old man blushed, knowing that it was Xiao Moxue who told her, he scolded in his heart, and said in his mouth: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Dao'er glared at him and said, "If you don't go, I.... I'll tell you all about your affair. ”

Pan Xuan said angrily: "Go and go! The old man is still afraid that the princess will swallow the old man?"

When he went, the blood jade girl didn't want to separate, Xiao Moxue also wanted to follow, and Bai Kai had to go, so the six of them went to the palace together, asked the palace maid, and learned that Jiuhe Princess Gurzhen was in the Buddha Hall again.

Yang Wentian is familiar with the door, leading everyone to go, the Buddha hall is repaired in a quiet and distant place, a grass and a tree, a door and a wall, all are finely carved, extremely exquisite.

Walking into the courtyard, I saw a small and delicate house on the east side, and there was a small courtyard in the house, in which the flowers and leaves were luxuriant, the colors were bright, and the beautiful scenery was picturesque.

Everyone also saw this hut, watched, relaxed and happy, only felt that this hut flowers and plants, although there is no strangeness, can be matched together, it is really a sum made in heaven, wonderful, compared with the mountains and rivers of the ghostly workmanship, more than equal.

Dao'er asked, "Who lives in this hut? This gardener is afraid that he can be regarded as the best in the world." ”

Yang Wentian said with a smile: "This person is a Lang Zhong in Kunming City, self-named 'Gray Inflammation', he not only planted flowers and trees, his magic is unparalleled, and his medical skills are even better, no matter how dangerous the disease, in his hands, there is no medicine to get rid of the disease." ”

Xiao Moxue asked, "This must be a hermit master." Could it be that Aunt Fei is here to see him?"

Yang Wentian said: "Not necessarily, not necessarily, my mother presides over the political affairs of Kunming on my behalf, and when I encounter difficulties, I often come to him to ask." The people of Kunming all say that this gray Yanlang is a lucky star, with him here, the plague in Kunming City is not born, the disaster is not coming, the government is clean, the rewards and punishments are clear, he seems to be much tighter than my mother. ”

Dao'er said: "This kind of person, you have to see it, ask God, can you introduce it for us?"

Pan Xuan sighed: "You don't have to go, this person is not in the house." ”

Xiao Mo Xueqi said: "Really, how did Mr. know?"

Pan Xuan said: "The flowers and plants in his courtyard are hidden mysteries, there is a martial arts formation, which is the meaning of rejecting people from the outside, if we approach, the flowers and plants will move by themselves, and we will not be able to move an inch." ”

When everyone heard this, they were even more surprised, and Yang asked Tiandao: "I have lived in Kunming City for many years, but I don't know that Gray Yanlang is a martial arts master who is proficient in Qimen Dunjia?"

Pan Xuan said lightly: "Feng Ren and Shuishi, don't see it." This person blindly does good deeds and accumulates virtues, but it seems hypocritical, and I see that he has done a lot of bad things in his life. ”

Everyone knows that he likes cynicism the most, even if he disdains the current grandmaster hero, but now that he is back to his old ways, he doesn't have to argue, and then walks to the Buddha hall.

There is a big Buddha in the hall, and the candle is like a star, which makes the hall bright and dark. There was a beautiful woman in the hall who turned around, she was finely dressed, her skin was delicate, she seemed to be in her early forties, and she was dressed in a brocade robe and satin, and she was even more radiant.

When she saw Yang Wentian, she cried and red-eyed, and said in a low voice: "Child, you are finally safe, my mother wants to kill you." ”

Yang Wen stepped forward to put his arm around her shoulder, looking like a coquettish child, and laughed softly: "Mother, what are you crying about?

Princess Jiuhe said angrily: "Mother saw that you were becoming more and more disagreeable, so she naturally cried bitterly." ”

Yang Wentian smiled, kissed her on the cheek, pointed to Dao'er and the others and said, "Mother, I went to suppress Tianshan and made a lot of close friends, you.... You come to meet..."I hope that she will be reunited with her son, and she will be in such a good mood that she will be able to accept everyone.

Princess Jiuhe's eyes became cold, up and down, left and right, scanning everyone, and shouting: "The rough people of the rivers and lakes, why don't you worship when you see this princess?"

Yang Wentian hurriedly said: "Mother, why do you talk about these many rules? He waved his hand at the crowd and signaled that they should not obey.

Princess Jiuhe married Yang Li, the father of Yang Wentian, and Yang Li, who called himself Jiuying, was a top master in the rivers and lakes. Jiuheben is also an ambitious and decisive woman, walking the rivers and lakes when she was young, making friends with masters, commanding if you are determined, and her demeanor is not bad.

But since the tragic death of her husband, she suffered a blow and her mind changed drastically, so she hated the reckless characters in the martial arts. At this moment, I saw men and women in front of me, old and young, with messy clothes, and I didn't know what to do, and I couldn't help but feel on fire.

She said coldly: "You unrepentant boy, how many times have I told you, you are the respect of the prince, and your status is different, if you have a relationship with this messy, three-religion and nine-rate generation, you will be in trouble in this life." ”

Yang Wentian broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Mother, if it weren't for these friends, I.... The child's life is gone!"

Princess Jiuhe was even more angry and said, "You..... Upside down, headless and brainless, but they have led them to the wrong path? Catch these dog thieves!"

Dao'er lost his temper and shouted, "Ask God, who is she called a dog thief?"

Yang Wentian frowned bitterly, and said to her gently: "Good girl, let's say a few words first, my mother is for a while.... I was angry for a while..."

Princess Jiuhe's eyes were like knives, and she circled around the road and said, "What do you call this little slut?"

Dao'er scolded: "Old slut, who are you scolding a little slut!"

Yang Wentian was frightened into a cold sweat, hurriedly hugged Dao'er, and said hurriedly: "Good sister, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, be kind and make a fortune." ”

Princess Jiuhe smiled cruelly, her fingers crossed her throat, and suddenly, the black pressed samurai rushed out from behind the palace, holding a strong crossbow, aimed at the five people, and took a step forward, his sleeve robe rose slightly, ready to fight back at any time.

Yang Wentian couldn't help but get angry, and said, "Mother, they are my friends anyway, do you want to treat me unkindly?"

Jiuhe said: "Benevolence, benevolence, the barbarian butcher in the recklessness, only put this bullshit benevolence in his mouth." Look at your virtue, but you are fascinated by the crotch of this little fox?"

Dao'er scolded back: "You old vixen that no one wants, put your mouth clean, why don't I have a clear relationship with your son?

Yang Wentian gasped, shook his body, and blocked in front of Dao'er, in case Jiuhe suddenly caused harm, Jiuhe was furious, and scolded with his halberd finger: "Stinky little, son, you don't have me today!"