Seeing Chi Zhongtian's expression, Chi Yuanshan had already understood his concerns, so he was relieved: "You can rest assured, there is a war manager, as long as it is not those top old guys, the others can be dealt with." ”

Hearing that Chi Yuanshan had been insisting, Chi Zhongtian couldn't say anything, nodded and said, "Then you have to be careful on the road!"

Chi Yuanshan said: "Well, it's really not good, when I get to Yanjing City, I'll go to Jin Chi's old guy to hide." ”

When Chi Zhongtian heard this, he immediately laughed, if he stayed with Jin Chi, he would naturally have nothing to worry about.

War Eagle hurriedly beckoned the others to help Chi Yuanshan into the carriage, the carriage was full of arrows, and it took a long time to be reasonable, and the corpses behind were naturally handed over to Chi Zhongtian to deal with.

"Tian'er, be careful, Xue'er, you also have to take good care of him, and remind him more when you encounter something!" Chi Yuanshan said slowly, half-lying in the carriage.

Chi Zhongtian and Ao Shuangxue both nodded.

At this time, as if he suddenly remembered something, Chi Yuanshan took out a scroll from his cuff and handed it to Chi Zhongtiandao: "In this scroll, I wrote some things, don't read it for the time being, wait until you can combine the two true qi in your body into one, open it and read it, remember!"

Chi Zhongtian put the scroll into his arms very simply, and replied succinctly: "I know!"

Looking at the carriage in the distance, Chi Zhongtian's eyes had a more resolute look

Bei Lingxuan, the palace master of the Snow Crane Palace, usually rarely walks around in the rivers and lakes, after the last trip to Jinzhu Mountain, he was suddenly aroused to be interested in playing, and he stopped playing on the road, and delayed for some time before returning to the Snow Crane Palace.

On this day, Bei Lingxuan walked around Kunlun Mountain, and then came to Yuxu Peak, climbed up from the bottom, and came to the vicinity of several houses located at the top of the peak.

Kunlun Mountain is covered with snow all year round, which is somewhat similar to the North Styx Mountain, but the difference is that the North Styx Mountain is very cold, while the Kunlun Mountain has a warm and cold meaning.

"Mother, I'm back!" Bei Lingxuan said in a deep voice, standing quietly in front of a slightly larger room alone.

After a long time, a voice came from inside the house: "Come in!"

After hearing this voice, Bei Lingxuan gently raised her foot, slowly pushed open the door and walked in.

Bei Lingxuan is in the Kunlun Mountain area, no matter where she goes, she doesn't like to bring her entourage with her.

The furnishings in the room are simple and elegant, along the walls on both sides of the wall are placed two tall bookshelves, which are full of books and playthings, near the inner wall there is a large painting case, a middle-aged woman, is drawing on the painting case, there is also a pot of charcoal fire in the center of the room, and a sheep is supported by a bracket, the sheep is now roasted all over the body is golden, and the oil is moist on it, and from time to time there are oil drips into the brazier, and the sound of sizzling sounds, and the fragrance also permeates the whole room.

Bei Lingxuan was like a well-behaved girl at this time, standing motionless in front of the charcoal fire, and even the sound of panting was extremely subtle, for fear of disturbing the woman's painting.

After waiting for nearly a stick of incense, the middle-aged beautiful woman let out a long sigh and slowly put the brush in her hand on the pen stand, and then raised her head.

This woman looks a little similar to Bei Lingxuan, with a dignified face, a generous demeanor, moderately thick red lips, a small nose and two round eyes, the whole person looks like a spring breeze in the cold, which makes people feel refreshed.

This middle-aged beauty is Bei Lingxuan's mother, a famous talented woman in the martial arts, Ling Moyan.

Although this Ling ink smoke will not be martial arts, but when it comes to this name, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it, her first-hand ink painting, well-known in China, is said to be the descendant of the ancient painting saint Wu Daozi, her ink painting, the brushwork is elegant, the ink accumulation is accurate, the light ink is crisp, the ink is blended, the layers are clear, it looks hearty, and it is not enjoyable.

Her paintings, once bought by someone in Yanjing City for one million taels of gold, can be called a miracle, however, since she got married, she only has her own leisure time to paint to relieve boredom, and no longer circulate in the world, but also make the world sigh, is not only a pity, but also a pity, those who have no luck to buy her paintings, regret it, and those who have the fate to buy, is ecstatic, if it is a masterpiece, the price does not know how many times.

"Did you have a fun trip?" Ling Moyan smiled and walked around the side of the painting case, walked in front of Bei Lingxuan and asked.

Bei Lingxuan smiled at this time and replied mischievously: "Guess!"

"This girl, she hasn't grown up after going out, she's still so naughty, come, sit down, I just roasted a sheep today, let's drink two cups." ”

As he spoke, Ling Moyan took down a wine jar from the bookshelf and two cups, while Bei Lingxuan quickly moved a table leaning in front of the bookshelf to the roast lamb, and then the mother and daughter sat at both ends of the table.

Bei Lingxuan pulled out the wine stopper, poured a full glass for Ling Moyan first, and then poured himself a full cup as well.

"Mother, I toast you!" Bei Lingxuan raised his glass to Ling Moyan.

Ling Moyan glanced at Bei Lingxuan lovingly, then took the wine glass and drank it all.

Bei Lingxuan took out a sharp knife from his arms, sliced a few slices of roast mutton neatly, and handed it to Ling Moyan.

After eating and drinking for a while, Ling Moyan suddenly asked, "Is it fun to go to the Central Plains this time?"

Bei Lingxuan wiped the corners of her mouth that was overflowing with fat with her hand, pouted and said, "It's not fun at all, what kind of Raushzi Fuyu Holy Sect, after I went, I made a fuss, and it was a mess." Then, Bei Lingxuan told Ling Moyan everything he had seen in the Fuyu Holy Sect's founding ceremony.

After Ling Moyan listened, he smiled faintly and said, "According to what you say, that Gu Aoyun is not a good thing?"

Bei Lingxuan took a sip of wine and said: "It's definitely not a good thing, I'll just say that the hypocrites in the Central Plains are all under the name of this and that, but it's not personnel." ”

"Do you think Gu Aoyun is strong?" asked Ling Moyan.

Bei Lingxuan said casually: "It's not strong at all, that is, it can scare and scare those who don't have the ability, his subordinates are presumptuous in front of me, and he doesn't even dare to say a word when I kill him." After finishing speaking, Bei Lingxuan looked proud.

Ling Moyan's face suddenly turned pale, and he slowly put down the wine glass, and then sighed and said, "Xuan'er, there is a saying, I don't know if you have heard it." ”

Bei Lingxuan asked, "What are you talking about?"

Ling Moyan said slowly: "If you defeat others, you must treat others as people, and if you are defeated by others, you must treat yourself as people." ”

When Bei Lingxuan heard this, she was stunned for a moment.