The quiet and elegant Ouyang Yuzhu secretly nodded her brother Ouyang Yuming's arm, and when Ouyang Yuming turned her head to look at her, she looked at the bonfire with her clear eyes, and then looked at her father who was bending over and sweeping away the wooden block he was sitting on, carefully watching the ground in the forest.

Ouyang Yuming is not stupid, but when he is photographed by his smart sister, he looks clumsy, and it is also because of his sister that he doesn't have to do the brain-consuming things for him.

Ouyang Yuming, who had a tacit understanding with his sister, saw her eyes and knew what she meant, skimmed the corners of the girl's mouth, reluctantly leaned over, and picked out a pine tree in the roaring bonfire.

Ouyang Yousi suddenly felt that there was a bright light in front of him, and he looked up in surprise, and saw that his handsome and upright son was holding a torch high to illuminate himself, he nodded with satisfaction, and lowered his head to carefully search for deep footprints.

Although the Canglan faction is a branch of the Shaolin lay disciples, the martial arts of the original founder of the sect are not too high, and Ouyang Yousi's father is not highly qualified, and the inheritance is not effective.

So, it is inevitable that the requirements for his son are too strict, but fortunately, Ouyang Yuming's surname is very extensive, and his surname is excellent, and he has understood the way to deal with it, although he has been scolded by his father, but he can do it deaf, deaf and deaf, as the wind blowing in his ears, he is strong, the breeze is over the hills, he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river.

It's a pity that he never thought that he could apply this set of experience to martial arts, otherwise, it would also be a masterful exercise like Taiji.

"Well, this master is going forward from here, going to that side, and then ,...... Well, the move here, I'm afraid that with just one move, I have already cleaned up the opponent. Ouyang Yousi carefully removed the pine needles and weeds on the ground under the light of the firelight, looked at a string of footprints on the ground, and muttered to himself.

Ouyang Yousi's talent for practicing martial arts can barely be regarded as a middle-class asset, but his mind is extremely smart, and he is extremely unauthorized to restore the overall situation in subtleties.

The backbone of practice, especially the sports talent that later generations said, is not that smart and clever people are stronger than ordinary people, and sometimes even far inferior.

The scene left by a fight in the martial arts, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a mess, too lazy to take a look, but Ouyang Yousi can get a glimpse of the mystery of the martial arts of both sides of the fight from the traces left by this fight.

Although the income is limited, but after a long period of accumulation, it has also benefited a lot, all of which have been passed on to Ouyang Yuming, who has excellent talent in the root bones, making it blue, so although Ouyang Yuming is young and full of martial arts, he is faintly the first master of the Canglan faction.

The second master of the Canglan faction, but Qi Zuping, who was silent and devoted to making firewood and make the bonfire burn more vigorously, his surname was Ge Mune, he was clumsy in words, but his roots were extraordinary, and his martial arts were far from being comparable to Ouyang Yousi.

"Yuzhu, come and have a look. Ouyang Yousi walked to a stout green pine, bowed down, looked carefully and looked again, from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, shook his head, raised his head and beckoned, and greeted Ouyang Yuzhu, who was stretching out his snow-white jade hand to roast the fire.

Ouyang Yuzhu, who had a calm temperament, took out a Su Pa from her sleeve, wiped her snow-white jade hand, got up, stroked the hem of her blue shirt, her body was graceful, and slowly walked over.

"Boss, look at the footprints, the opponent seems to be a woman, and then palm up with this person, and then ......" Ouyang Yuzhu walked to his father and brother, squatted down with a slight bend elegantly, looked at the ground, and pointed to the footprints on the ground with slender jade fingers, and said eloquently, at the end, he suddenly paused, and his eyebrows that were bent into his temples frowned.

She straightened up her delicate body, stretched out her hand and snatched the torch from Ouyang Yuming's hand, lowered the torch, and shone on the surrounding pine trees and the ground, Danfeng's eyes were like a layer of oil, bright and abnormal, and she looked intently at the ground and pine trees illuminated by the torches, and then walked a few steps around the pine tree, holding the torch and searching carefully, as if looking for something.

Ouyang Yuzhu straightened up, holding a "crackling" torch in one hand, and pressed the white index finger on his soft and delicate cheek in the other hand, thought for a moment, and said abruptly: "There is no trace...... Someone must have helped!"

"Not bad!" Ouyang Yousi nodded, he didn't know when he had another torch in his hand, but it was Ouyang Yuming who was obedient, and he took out a pine wood from the bonfire and handed it to his father.

Ouyang Yousi pointed to the big footprints that were a little heavier on the ground, and said suddenly: "Yuzhu, you see, this foot is extremely heavy, and the force is uneven, it must have met a more clever opponent and was forced to take a step back...... Moreover, for my father to dare to conclude that this half-killed man came a little late...... You see, this tree has obviously been struck, someone must have been slapped and hit this tree, and then, someone rescued and picked it up, and then there was no trace. ”

"Ahh......h They are all amazing masters-!" Ouyang Yousi shook his head with emotion, raised his waist, and his handsome face was a little fascinated, but also a little disappointed.

There is nothing to study here, only to speculate that the person who took the initiative to attack was the top master of the foreign family, far from being able to compare with his own faction, even if the grandfather of the founding faction, as a disciple of the Shaolin layman, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be his hand, such a character, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to see it!

"Master, this latecomer has higher martial arts...... There are only a handful of such masters in the world?...... Who could it be?" Ouyang Yuzhu frowned, pondering, trying to guess who it was, the names of several top masters in her mind floated one by one, but it was difficult to determine, after all, she had never seen these people.

"Hehe, if Hong Qigong is still alive, his father thinks that it is his hand, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descend to the yang,...... Or is it Guo Jing and Guo Daxia?" Ouyang Yousi couldn't help but guess, trying to figure out what kind of martial arts this was.

“...... Forget it, Yuming, come here, I'll be the active attacker, Yuming, you will be beaten, let's practice. Ouyang Yousi gave up his futile speculation and started the next step, restoring the scene and seeing if he could get some footwork tips.

Although Ouyang Yuming was slandered, he was beaten again! But he didn't dare to rub it any more, and walked to the delicate footprints.

Ouyang Yousi carefully looked at the big footprints that were more than an inch deep underground, closed his eyes slightly, and when he was deep into his mind, he opened Danfeng's eyes, the essence flashed, his arms were slowly raised, his fists were clenched, and he pressed them next to his temples, and his handsome face began to turn red, as if he was holding his breath.

"Heh-!" Ouyang Yousi exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, his hands released his fists, and slowly hung down beside him, his handsome face became even redder, as if he was covered with a layer of red cloth, Ouyang Yuzhu knew that his father had already used the strength of his whole body at this time.

Ouyang Yuming, who was standing not far from the opposite side, was a little trembling, although his martial arts were better than his father's, but if he was beaten down by such a punch, he couldn't stand it.

"Smack...... Syllable...... ......"With every step he took, there was the sound of broken branches and leaves under his feet, but he couldn't leave the same depth of footprints as beside him.

Ouyang Yousi knew that his skills were insufficient, so he didn't pay attention to them, but he just used his skills and walked forward according to the footsteps in his mind, and the footprints under his feet became deeper and deeper, but the uniformity was a little worse.

Ouyang Yousi walked up to his son, the color of Junyi's face was between crimson and dark purple, his eyes were wide, with a bit of bloodshot, hideous and terrifying, so that Ouyang Yuming couldn't help but gather all his strength, in case his father couldn't help it, and really hit him.

With a muffled sound, Ouyang Yousi's fist finally hit out, faster than an arrow, and instantly hit the pine tree beside Ouyang Yuming.

"Squeak-,...... Smack!" The thigh-thick green pine groaned and screamed, broke in the middle, and slowly fell with a thud.

The eyes of everyone in the audience suddenly widened, even Qi Zuping, who was slightly drooping his eyelids and fiddling with the bonfire from time to time, also stood up and walked over to take a look.

The expression on Ouyang Yousi's face was no longer hideous, but it was replaced by surprise, he raised his hands in front of his eyes, looked at the world a few times, and muttered to himself in some disbelief: "When did my skill become so powerful?"

"Boss, congratulations, great progress!" Ouyang Yuming was startled, then breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a hippie smile, he was scolded by his father all the time, but he still dared his father to speak like this.

Ouyang Yuzhu had already walked to the pine tree that had been disconnected, and the torch was hanging low, shining on the broken place, and then reached out and touched it.

"Master, I'm afraid it's not that your skills have increased greatly, but that this pine tree is strange. Ouyang Yuzhu saw that his father was still staring at his hands, and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.

Ouyang Yousi quickly came back to his senses, sober he naturally knew that his skill had skyrocketed overnight, it was just pure delusion, it was possible to break a thin pine tree, such a thick tree, even with a sword, could not be cut at once.

"Father, you see, this tree has been knocked over, and the yin energy has penetrated in, and it has shattered most of the pine trees, so naturally I can't stand your punch!" Ouyang Yuzhu pointed to the broken place, and explained in a detailed manner, calm and comfortable, eloquent.

"I see!" Ouyang Yousi nodded, leaned over to take a closer look, stretched out his hand to grope for the broken stubble, shook his head and sighed: "I sigh like Furu, I can't reach the dust-!"

Everyone was silent, thinking that there was such a martial art in the world, and then thinking about themselves, in a daze, for a while, only the pine resin of the torch and the bonfire "crackled" the burning sound, and the pine forest seemed extraordinarily quiet.

"Senior sister, do you know the way?!...... I'm about to die of hunger!" Just as everyone was silent, the words that were as crisp as a yellow warbler suddenly sounded in their ears, and listening to the voice, it was the pleasant voice of a young girl.

Everyone from the Canglan Sect pressed the hilt of the sword on their waists, and looked closely at the place where the voice came from, Qi Zuping took a few steps back slightly, and quietly disappeared into the pine forest behind Ouyang Yousi.

"You girl talk a lot...... Let me be quiet, otherwise, I really can't remember the way!" A gentle voice sounded, although it was reprimanding, but it still did not lose its gentle and graceful atmosphere, which made people's hearts feel refreshed and eager to see it, especially Ouyang Yuming.

"Hmph!" the delicate voice snorted fiercely, but said no more.

"Siying, how did you take it out?...... It's too swaggering!" Another woman's voice sounded, as cold as the chilled spring water in the summer, both feeling cold and refreshing.

"Hehe, Master, anyway, this is the deep forest, and there will be no one else...... This bead is so beautiful!" The crisp and pleasant voice was full of coquettishness, and a picture appeared in everyone's minds, a girl was coquettish, very cute.

"Your martial arts have been practiced in vain, no one?!" The cold voice said coquettishly, with a faint majesty, which made Ouyang Yousi feel a pang in their hearts.

Under the gaze of everyone, a milky white light passed through the treetops, and then turned into a first-class star, and instantly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Appearing in front of everyone at a gallop, it was a girl wearing a long sword at her waist and holding a night pearl in her hand, in the milky white light, under a moon-white robe, it was difficult to hide her delicate and full figure, her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, her round eyes were as bright as stars, and she was looking at everyone with a smile.

The milky white light of the night pearl enveloped her, reflecting the girl in a moon-white robe more and more flawlessly, like a fairy garden goddess descending on this pine forest.

Ouyang Yuming was stunned, as if an arrow had hit his chest, his eyes were straight, his heart was beating faster, and he felt that the girl in front of him was as radiant as snow, and her body was shining with dazzling light, which made people look at it directly, just like a fairy in the sky, making people worry that this mortal dust would stain her flawlessness!

The rest of the people did not have his thoughts, although they felt that this girl was beautiful and had to look up, but they were not taken away, but they were even more shocked by this girl's light skills, and their hearts were awe-inspiring, and they thought about it for a while, if she wanted to sneak attack, it was really impossible to prevent it!

"Hee-hee-hee......" The girl's watery gaze swept over everyone, grinned, and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the white light drew a comet-like light and disappeared into the forest.

Ouyang Yousi was a little inexplicable, looked at each other, but couldn't guess what the girl was thinking just now.

"Master, there really is someone in front of you!" The delicate voice heard in Ouyang Yuming's ears, which made him fascinated, he couldn't help himself, he couldn't wait to fly in front of the girl and look at her more.

In the expectant and nervous mood of Ouyang Yousi and the four of them, the sound of horses' hooves sounded unhurriedly, gradually becoming clear, and the milky white light from the night pearl faintly passed through the pine branches and pine needles.

In the unhurried sound of horses' hooves, a line of three women wearing Taoist robes each led a horse that seemed to be covered in satin, and came in a curling way, although it was in this dense pine forest, walking was like walking in their own back garden, calmly, elegantly, under the milky white light of the night pearl, like the Lingbo fairy stepping on the moon.

"Hey, Qingwei Sword Sect!" Ouyang Yousi suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

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