Lu Chengfeng sat on a chair and was carried into the inner hall by Zhuang Ding. Seeing that there were two people sitting in the hall at this time, one of them was dressed in a white robe, with a face like a crown of jade, and there was a long sword with a sheath beside him, this sword looked simple and abnormal, and at first glance it was a rare magic weapon in the rivers and lakes, and Lu Chengfeng, who was sitting on the chair, felt a burst of coolness emanating from the long sword at this time.

As soon as Lu Chengfeng saw that this person was about the same age as his son Lu Guanying, he knew that this person was Zhao Zhijing, the eldest disciple of the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. Looking at this young man with extraordinary bearing, Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The Quanzhen Sect really deserves to be the number one sect in the world, and the disciples it teaches are really extraordinary!"

Lu Chengfeng looked at the other person, and saw that this person was dressed in an emerald robe with a human skin mask on his face, and he couldn't see this person's expression. Beside this person there is a jade flute of jasper, which shines with wisps of light from time to time, and it is not ordinary at first glance. This person's hair is a little gray, and he is not young at first glance, but his hands exposed outside his sleeves have a little bit of luster, warm as jade, and he knows at a glance that this person's cultivation is extraordinary, and he is a rare master in the rivers and lakes.

Lu Chengfeng stared at the man in the emerald robe in front of him with his eyes, the horizontal jade flute was so familiar, the figure in front of him and the figure in his heart seemed to be carved out of a mold, but the shadow in his heart was black hair, and at this time, the figure in front of him also had a little hair.

Although he hadn't seen him for many years, Lu Chengfeng at this time could recognize it at a glance, and the figure in front of him was his master, the man who treated him like a father, and at this time, his eyes couldn't help but become moist, and crystal tears dripped from those eyes that were a little cloudy, dripping into people's hearts, making the lake in his heart ripple.

Although the hamstrings had been broken, Lu Chengfeng, who was sitting on the chair, patted the chair with moist eyes, and Zhuang Ding, who was carrying the chair, put the chair down. In the strange looks of several Zhuang Ding and Lu Guanying, Lu Chengfeng knelt down in front of Huang Yaoshi, although there were no words, but a tear hit everyone's hearts.

Lu Guanying waved his hand and asked Zhuang Ding in the hall to exit the hall, and closed the door by the way. With a creaking sound, only Lu Guanying with a somewhat strange face was left in the hall at this time, Zhao Zhijing, who was watching this touching scene, and Huang Yaoshi and Lu Chengfeng, who met at this time.

Sunlight shone in through the window, revealing straight beams in the inner hall. At this time, although there were four unusual people in the inner hall, there was no sound, only the sound of a breeze blowing through the treetops outside the window.

Looking at the silent two people in front of him, Zhao Zhijing felt a little embarrassed at this time, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip and said: "Senior, it seems that your disciple has recognized you, it seems that your figure is still in his heart, and he is indeed a disciple who respects his teacher." ”

Huang Yaoshi, who heard Zhao Zhijing's words, sighed softly, took off the mask on his face, and a handsome face fell into the eyes of everyone, although it was no longer as shining as when he was young, but the vicissitudes mixed with it were so touching, if they were seen by young women, they would leave a deep trace in their hearts.

Lu Chengfeng, who raised his head, looked at his master's face with some vicissitudes, and felt as if he had been stabbed by a sharp knife. The master, who has always been extraordinarily confident and arrogant in his heart, and who has always despised the world, has also become vicissitudes and old at this time.

Lu Chengfeng's body trembled a little, and he said in a trembling voice, "Master, are you okay old man?" As he spoke, tears fell from his eyes, smashing on the ground and splashing crystal tears.

Looking at Lu Chengfeng, who was still kneeling on the ground at this time, Zhao Zhijing opened his mouth and said: "Senior, it is a happy day for your master and apprentice to meet today, there are still many things to say, let Master Lu get up first, it makes me, a guest, look a little embarrassed!"

Huang Yaoshi looked at the disciple in front of him who was like a tearful man at this time, thinking of the layout of the road he had walked on in the villa, and felt that the breath in Lu Guanying's body beside him did not have a trace of the foundation of Peach Blossom Island's internal strength. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "Chengfeng is really his good apprentice, even if he treated him like this before, he still followed his own intentions and did not leak the internal strength of Peach Blossom Island at all." ”

Huang Yaoshi, who calmed down the thoughts in his heart, looked at the apprentice in front of him and said, "Chengfeng, you are very good, get up, it was my temperament that was too anxious back then, and I blamed you." As soon as Huang Yaoshi's words fell, Lu Guanying at this time also came back to his senses, so he walked quickly to his father's side and helped him up.

Lu Chengfeng, who was sitting on the chair, said in a still choked voice at this time: "It is a great joy for the disciple to see the teacher today, if the teacher can stay in the disciple's village for a while, the disciple will be even more ......."

Huang Yaoshi pointed to Lu Guanying without answering: "He is your son?" Lu Chengfeng said: "Yes." Lu Guanying didn't wait for his father's orders, hurriedly stepped forward and kowtowed respectfully and said, "Grandson, knock to see the ancestor." Huang Yaoshi said, "That's it!" He didn't lean over to help him, but stretched out his left hand to grab him, and his right palm slapped down on his shoulder.

Lu Chengfeng exclaimed: "Teacher, I only have this son......" Huang Yaoshi's palm is not small, Lu Guanying couldn't stand after being hit on the shoulder, he couldn't stand back seven or eight steps, and then he fell down on the sky, but he didn't suffer the slightest damage, and stood up in a daze. Huang Yaoshi said to Lu Chengfeng: "You are very good, you didn't pass on your kung fu to him." Is this kid a member of the Xianxia Sect?"

Lu Chengfeng realized that the master's mention was to test his son's martial arts master, and he hurriedly said: "The disciple does not dare to violate the rules of the master, and he will not dare to teach the master's kung fu to others." This child is worshipping under the door of the Deadwood Master of the Xianxia Sect. ”

Huang Yaoshi sneered and said, "What kind of master is this little bit of kung fu in Deadwood? What you have learned is a hundred times better than him, and from tomorrow onwards, you can pass on your son's kung fu yourself." The martial arts of the Xianxia faction are not worthy of us lifting shoes. ”

Lu Chengfeng was overjoyed and hurriedly said to his son: "Hurry up and thank Master Zu for his grace." Lu Guanying kowtowed to Huang Yaoshi four more times. Huang Yaoshi raised his head and ignored it.

Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting next to Huang Yaoshi, saw all this in his eyes, and saw Huang Laoxie ignoring Lu Guanying, Zhao Zhijing's heart couldn't help but think: "Huang Laoxi, he really still loves face, he was at fault in the past, but when he sees his disciple at this time, even if he makes up for it, he still has to treat his apprentice with such a cold face, which is really interesting." ”