Ever since Qin Yiyang's gaze came into contact with the strange plant, his eyes began to become strange

The stump leaves are double-petaled, and the roots are connected to the mountain ginseng, which is already strange in itself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Yiyang's originally confused eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, he opened his mouth, but still swallowed the words that almost blurted out, and said in a high-sounding voice: "Master Feng, according to the old man's humble opinion, this grass is born from mountain ginseng, which should be a life-sustaining move, as for the rest, the old man is lonely and unheard......"

"Oh?" Feng Buvain was slightly disappointed and said, "Even so, eldest brother might as well take it and take a closer look, with your knowledge, it is not difficult to find out!"

"Hmm!" Qin Yiyang agreed, casually handing the brocade box to Qin Yuan, his expression was slightly sluggish, and he seemed to be still immersed in thinking about that strange grass.

"There is another beautiful matter, which needs to be decided by the eldest brother!" Seeing that Qin Yiyang had accepted the "generous gift" he had prepared, Feng Bu proposed with a relaxed expression.

"The head of the wind, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Qin Yiyang replied calmly, his eyes still staring at the ground.

"Ling'er, come and meet the owner of Qin Zhuang!" As soon as the words fell, a young woman walked out behind her, dressed in plain clothes, with a graceful posture, a layer of tulle covering her cheeks, and her eyes were ethereal and slightly sad. Walking to Qin Yiyang and standing still, the girl stood and took off the veil, revealing thin cheeks, thin lips without powder, and almost transparent fair complexion, which seemed to not eat the fireworks of the world, making people feel pity just by glancing at it.

"Uncle Qin, the little girl Feng Ling greets you!" said that, the wind spirit bowed.

"Wind Spirit?!" Qin Yiyang hesitated for a moment, then showed joy on his face, and said: "It turns out that it is the daughter of the elder brother! I haven't seen her for a few years, and she is very generous! Okay, please!"

"Thank you Uncle Qin for your concern!" Feng Ling heard Qin Yiyang mention his father, although he was polite for several years, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, and he was worried about being rude in public, so he immediately flashed aside.

"Master Feng, the beautiful things you said are related to the wind spirit?" Qin Yiyang had a faint feeling that something troublesome was about to happen.

"Brother, I came this time, one is to celebrate the birthday of the eldest brother, and the other is to propose marriage for the eldest brother's daughter, to make a joy and happiness!" Sure enough, Feng Feng's words confirmed Qin Yiyang's conjecture.

As soon as the word "propose" came out, the Qin family looked at each other, Qin Yuan's heart was even more inexplicably shocked, and his mouth kept silently saying that it had nothing to do with him, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at Qin Wanxi, only to see her staring at the wind spirit not far away with pity, as if she hadn't heard the wind in vain at all, seeing Yi like this, Qin Yuan calmed down a little.

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Qin, it's been less than three years since my father's death, and the little girl is not yet full of filial piety, so I don't dare to have this idea!" Qin Yiyang hadn't answered, and Feng Ling suddenly refused first.

These few words were even more surprising than the fact that Feng was proposing marriage in vain just now, no one could have imagined that this weak girl would refute the head of Jingdaomen in public, even Qin Yuan couldn't help but look at her a few more times, and the pity in Qin Wanxi's eyes was even worse.

In this situation, Qin Yiyang was stunned and inconvenient to talk, and it was inconvenient to talk to see how the uncle and nephew were.

Feng Buvain didn't care, easily squeezed out a bunch of smiles, and gently persuaded: "Ling'er, what you said has some truth, but this time my uncle is just proposing marriage for you, and when your filial piety period expires, you can have a wedding......!

"Uncle, don't say it again," the wind spirit interrupted him bluntly, his eyes full of stubbornness and determination,

"The bones of my father are not cold, and the death is unknown, and when the expiration expires, the little girl should find out the reason first, so as to comfort her father's spirit in the sky. Before she could finish speaking, two lines of tears had wet her cheeks,

"Seniors, the little girl is rude, retire first!" said a blessing, and the wind spirit put on the veil and was about to leave.

"Presumptuous!" anger and embarrassment made Feng put on a parent's stand in vain, and angrily reprimanded.

And the wind spirit was just stunned, and walked out without looking back.

Qin Yiyang glanced at his daughter, and Qin Wanxi then chased after him.

The words of Feng Ling just now were true, and everyone was moved, and for a while, there was no one in the pavilion. Although Qin Yuan was "rejected", his heart was extremely comfortable. The most disappointing thing is that the wind that stood on the spot was not in vain.

"The wind is in charge, the old man thinks so, but now it seems that the time is not ripe, and it needs to be discussed in the long run!" Qin Yiyang saw this scene, pushed the boat down the river, and spoke in a round.

"What the eldest brother said is that in the long run... Hehe..."Feng Buvain felt that his face was dull, and he laughed dryly, and then got up to say goodbye.

As soon as the wind was gone, Qin Yiyang also ordered everyone around him to disperse, leaving only Qin Yuan alone in the pavilion, Qin Yiyang took the brocade box again and opened it, his eyes suddenly brightened, and muttered: "Really...? is it really it......" I saw that he was suddenly happy and worried, and involuntarily stretched out his fingers, wanting to touch the branches and leaves of the grass, but when he was about to make contact, he quickly retracted his fingers, like a young child curiously tempting the unknown world.

"Father-in-law, what the hell is this?" Qin Yuan had never seen his father-in-law so depressed, and asked puzzled.

Qin Yiyang was still staring at the strange grass, and in the brocade box, the remaining leaves of the strange grass were sometimes curled up, sometimes stretched, like human breath.

"What a strange thing!" Qin Yiyang sighed, his satisfaction overflowing.

Qin Yuan has been studying medicine with his father-in-law since he was a child, and he consciously sees strange flowers and plants, but he doesn't know anything about the things in front of him, so he feels inconvenient to disturb his father-in-law, and stands quietly aside.

"This grass, it seems familiar in the dark, and it is a little plausible......" Qin Yiyang settled his mind and said vaguely.

"Father-in-law, I think the rhizome of this grass is a little strange, it's not like it was, maybe it was damaged during picking, but it's ......"

"But these injuries were later recovered, right?" Qin Yiyang took over the conversation in agreement, pointed to a few obvious places on the rhizome and said: "There is no fracture, there are shallow traces on the surface, is it really self-healing?"

"Recover on your own!" Qin Yuan flashed the same answer in his mind, he looked at his father-in-law and nodded excitedly.

"Yuan'er, come with me!" Qin Yiyang suddenly closed the brocade box, gave an order, and walked towards the back hall. Walking to a spacious living room, Qin Yiyang stepped into the door, carefully placed the brocade box on the desk, and walked straight into the inner room, and immediately, the sound of books opening and closing came from the inner room. Soon, Qin Yiyang took out an old and broken book, without a book cover, and the pages were damaged, but looking at his expression, it was no less than holding a rare treasure.

"This medical book is the pearl of the ancestor!" Qin Yiyang gently put the book on the table, and sighed: "It's just that there are many damages, and the mysteries recorded in the book are mysterious and mysterious, except for the ancestor Qin Wuyi, it is estimated that there is no second person who can interpret it!"

Qin Yuan had never heard his father-in-law talk about this book, he was a little curious, and looked at it cautiously, and after a while, he pointed to a fragment of the page and asked, "In the darkness of the father-in-law, but this thing?" I saw that on this fragment, there seemed to be two patterns, one large and one small. The big picture is incomplete, the double petals are vaguely recognizable, and the word "work" is written on the right side of the big picture. The small picture is complete, it is the grass in the box, the texture of the stems and leaves, but it is almost the same, as if it is deliberately based on the grass in front of you as a reference, and in the upper left place, the book has two words: Dingyuan.

"It's indeed this thing!" Qin Yiyang excitedly compared the pattern with the real thing, and suddenly asked Qin Yuan: "Yuan'er, have you heard of the legend of the Heavenly Underworld?"

"What does my father-in-law mean: This thing belongs to the Heavenly Realm?" Qin Yuan nodded and asked in surprise.

Qin Yiyang was noncommittal, but there was a slight look of regret on his face, and said: "It's a pity that on this book, there are almost only name patterns but no explanations. Among the owners of the past generations, there are many people who have not found all the things in their lives! When it comes to the generation of their fathers, they don't pay much attention to it. Thinking about my father, instead of trying to find out what the medical books left by my ancestors are, it is better to spend my energy on swordsmanship and magnify the lintel of my martial arts!" Speaking of this, Qin Yiyang showed a smug look on his face. Indeed, Xiaojian Villa is now full of talents, and there are many masters, and at the age of eighteen in Qinyuan, he is already expected to be among the first-class masters.

"But I never thought that what Wuzhuang couldn't find for generations of poor people, where did the head of the wind come from?" Qin Yiyang had mixed tastes.

"No matter what the function is, Dingyuan is peerless and rare, what is the plan of the Feng Master to give it to his father-in-law?" Qin Yuan blurted out with a twist of his mind.

"Eh--don't talk about it!" Although Qin Yiyang's face was not gloomy, he didn't like Qin Yuan to be so open-mouthed, "The head of the wind is not deeply involved with us, and this birthday celebration should be a gift exchange, and I really didn't expect to give this thing." He said he didn't know, maybe it wasn't true, he said to offer treasures, but it's not that simple!"

"Well, but I don't think we're afraid of him!" Qin Yuan saw that his righteous father was cautious, and he was a little disapproving.

Qin Yiyang didn't say anything, his eyes were still lingering between the heavens and the ancient books, and he said to himself: "If the ancestor is alive, it would be great!" After speaking, his expression suddenly became uncertain, and he stopped talking. As if he had made up his mind, he finally turned to Qin Yuan and said faintly: "Yuan'er, now that you have reached adulthood, you should also know some things in the Howling Sword Villa, do you know what happened to Ancestor Qin Wuyi?"

"Isn't it to dominate the martial arts and create a century-old foundation of my Xiaojian Villa?" Qin Yuan was a little strange, the ancestor was famous, and no one in the rivers and lakes knew about it.

"No, Master Zu abandoned the village in the end, and no one knows where he went!" Qin Yiyang's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Huh?" Qin Yuan was extremely surprised, and asked in disbelief: "Ancestor Qin Wuyi is alone in the world in martial arts, and his own sect is powerful, even if all the enemies gather, it will be difficult for me to do anything, how can this be?"

"That's what a father thinks at your age. Master Zu must have been immortal for many years, but this sect has always claimed that Master Zu is wholeheartedly good, disgusted with the grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, and has gone into hiding!" Qin Yiyang's eyes were full of bitterness, and he said slowly.

"Alas—" Qin Yuan couldn't help but sigh, and a thought that was difficult to calm down surged in his heart.

The career in the rivers and lakes that Master Zu categorically gave up had just begun for Qin Yuan.