The same book "Eighteen Forgings of Wind and Fire" is being placed in front of Duan Heihu.

Duan's father and son sent Yu Qingyue on the last journey, and did not participate in the Langhua Dan banquet, so they returned to Jianchuan City. After settling down slightly, Duan Yan put Yan Li's handwritten cheats in front of Duan Heihu's eyes.

The father and son looked at each other speechlessly.

Maybe they don't know the story of King Wuwu, they don't know the real cause of Yu Qingyue's death, and they don't know what kind of enemy they will face in front of them.

But they are not blind.

This pair of rough father and son can at least see the magnificent arrival of Wei Chongshan, and can see a series of performances of the three major sword gates at Yu Qingyue's funeral. Especially at the last moment, a divine dragon came to the sky!

They're not fools either.

As old rivers and lakes, at this moment, they at least understand that the next thing will belong to the legendary immortals, and there is no room for ordinary martial arts people to interfere.

This "Eighteen Forgings of Wind and Fire" is Yan Li's admonition, so that their father and son can practice martial arts with peace of mind, and operate and grow the wind and fire forging with peace of mind, so that they can live and work in peace and contentment.

But can the father and son really let go?

"Daddy......" was silent for a long time, and Duan Yan said in a deep voice, "Isn't my son useless?"

Duan Heihu frowned, and replied angrily, "Hmm...... It's a little bit worse......"

"Hey, Daddy!" Duan Yan protested.

"But who else do you compare!" Duan Heihu stroked his beard and said, "If you compare with Master Yan, it's not a little bit worse......

"Hey...... Dad, aren't we going to compare ourselves to demons?" Duan Yan pouted.

"Well, alas......" Duan Heihu snorted twice, twisted his beard and said, "I know what you want to say! There must be something wrong with so many immortals coming in one breath! Master Yan is taking us out and not letting us wade into this muddy water...... Although I'm stupid, Duan Heihu, I can see that something must have happened to kill us! I'm afraid we won't be able to help......"

"Daddy!" Duan Yan's voice raised a few points again, "Can't we help, we just don't see it?" You see, Han Xi didn't leave, Boss Yan is a drama in the rivers and lakes, and he stayed in Chi Yunguan safely, why is it that only our father and son are back? Are we the wrong turtles!"

"Of course not!" Duan Heihu also had a fire in his chest, and when he heard the words, he jumped three feet high, and his bell-like voice shook the roof tiles, "The turtle surnamed Duan didn't shrink his head! Even if he dies, we will die with our backbones! Stinky boy, copy the guy, let's kill the two of you!"

Duan Yan was also in a hurry, pulled out the sword traces, and jumped out of the hall. His father, Duan Heihu, rushed out after him, still carrying the super heavyweight broadsword in his hand.

At the moment when the father and son looked up, they saw the hanging "Wind and Fire Forging" plaque.

It is an old signboard that has been passed down for three generations and hung high for decades.

Father and son were silent again.

It's easy to die, the head has a big scar, they really don't care. But what about this ancestral signboard? It just disappeared silently?

Duan Heihu's leopard eyes squeezed and squeezed, his big mouth pouted and skimmed, and he said angrily: "Stinky boy, you look at the house, and watch the old man go to kill him seven in and seven out-"

"Dad, it doesn't seem like we have started a fight yet!"

"Isn't it sooner or later?"

"Uh...... Daddy......" Duan Yan said in a deep voice, "It's better for my son to go." Look at Han Xi and Boss Yan, they are all about the same age as their son, what are you going to do with the excitement of the old man......"

Before he could finish speaking, he received a slap on the head. I only heard Duan Heihu snort angrily: "How old are you, you dare to dislike your father?"

"Uh......" Duan Yan could only swallow back the second half of his words.

Duan Heihu snorted several times before he said angrily: "What you said is also right, they are all juniors, the old man has a lot of beard, and the pestle is not the same there......!" Go ahead, be careful in everything, and listen to Master Yan's arrangement!"

"My son understood. ”

"If there's something wrong, you must tell your father. Although your father and I don't have any great skills, we are not afraid of death!"

Duan Yan took two steps back, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed to Duan Heihu three times, "Son, say goodbye to his father!"

"Well, you can go now!" Duan Heihu said in a deep voice. He felt that this farewell might really never be seen again.

Duan Yan stopped talking nonsense, got up cleanly, and ran to the gate of the small courtyard with a smoke, before turning around and shouting: "Dad, you are not too old, it is better to marry a stepmother and give me a younger brother!"

Duan Heihu's face turned red when he heard this, and he scolded loudly: "Stinky boy, get out of me-"

Duan Yan dodged a flying stone, and without looking back, he ran straight out of the Wind and Fire Forging Gate.

Duan Heihu looked at his son's back, and was silent for a long time before he dragged back to the hall, always feeling that something was missing in his heart, and he couldn't settle down, and in his irritability, he couldn't help but open the book "Eighteen Forgings of Wind and Fire".

The book begins with only eight big words:

The kamikaze is vigorous, and the sky is self-generated.

Next, there are familiar humanoid pictures of black tigers, but each one is plausible.

In an instant, his attention was grabbed.

——......——

Chi Yunguan.

Bai Yang, the Great Festival Wine Exhibition of Jianzhuyuan, is also reading "Eighteen Forgings of Wind and Fire".

"Divine Wind Martial Arts, Heavenly Fire Generates ...... Itself" Zhan Baiyang read while groaning, "This inheritance, with its own essence into the wind of life, the ninth turn of the divine wind into a blazing flame, the achievement of wind and fire, endless momentum, from shallow to deep, subtle and mysterious, really clever! Master Yan is not only a Dan Dao through the gods, martial arts insights have also reached the innate Aotang, Bai Yang can only admire. ”

Yan Li was not modest, and asked herself, "According to Mr., is this inheritance suitable?"

Zhan Baiyang nodded and said: "The cultivation of Taoism, refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods. The condensation of the wind of life and breath with the essence of kidney water is for refining and refining qi, and the nine reincarnations of the divine wind are for refining qi and transforming the gods, which is in line with the essence of Taoism. This heavenly fire is not the strength of the fire-stopping genus, it is actually the essence of the spirit and the spirit of the samadhi, and it can be connected with the "Samadhi Vajra Method", it is really a match made in heaven!

"Sir really knows what he means, and he is quick to talk. Yan Li smiled.

"Haha, although I have never heard of the name of "Eighteen Forgings of Wind and Fire", it is from the hands of Master Yan, and it must be inseparable from the forging of wind and fire. Zhan Baiyang received this favor and was determined to protect the wind and fire in Jianchuan City. This is the proper meaning. Zhan Baiyang also smiled, "The master has solved my troubles for many years, and if there is anything else, you can speak." ”

"There is one more thing - wandering Yanguan. Yan Li continued the tea ceremony.

When Zhan Baiyang heard the name of "Wandering Goose Pass", he couldn't help but smile, and said with a wry smile: "Although I have been prepared, I still have to say: This is really a big problem. Although there are many cultivators in the Tai'an Academy, the defense line of the East China Sea is long, and it is impossible for the Confucian sect to draw too many people. If the hundred-year-old beast tide arrives in Yanguan, the Jade Emperor Guan is unwilling to help, and even hinders behind it, Confucianism alone will still be in danger......"

"Ha, don't worry, sir. Yan Li chuckled, "I will not let Mr. be embarrassed so far, and I will not completely rely on Confucianism to tide over the difficulties." What we want is that no matter what happens, Confucianism will not be able to advance or retreat with the Jade Emperor Concept! As long as Confucianism is willing to watch from the wall, there is no reason for us to fail!"

Zhan Baiyang's eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "It turns out that the Martial King and the master have already planned! If this is the case, no matter what the situation, the Confucian sect will put the common people first, and will never dance with the Jade Emperor." But I wonder what the master has to do to deal with such a problem?"

"There's no magic either. If the situation is really not good, the prince will invite the dragon soldiers from all over the world to enter the Central Plains, and then it will not be a problem for our side. Yan Li said casually. Of course, this was not his real plan, and the plan was not yet available.

"Ahem, cough ......" Zhan Baiyang could only shake his head and cough when he heard this, "It's really a big problem." ”

The dragon soldiers of the four seas enter the Central Plains, it is always easy to say, but the key is: What if these dragon soldiers take root when they arrive in the Central Plains and never leave again? Yan Kingdom and Western Qin are the incense foundation of Daomen Heavenly Court, if Yan Kingdom changes to the Dragon God from now on, the position of the Jade Emperor will be replaced!

Fortunately, this is not a Confucian problem.

The Jade Emperor's view of the Lord Qiu Di acted arbitrarily and domineeringly, and if someone was replaced, Confucianism would also be optimistic about its success.

Yan Li said with a smile: "Compared to the big battle when the beast tide arrives in Yanguan, Yan Li hopes that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Lord of Qiu Di Guan can lead the thirty-six Tiangang to gather in Shanlan Guze, so that we can do it once and for all! ”

Shanlan Guze is the home of Yunzong, and there are dragon monarchs and dragon soldiers in charge, if the Jade Emperor Guan comes to attack in a big way, it is bound to be difficult to bargain, and it is likely to end in the annihilation of the whole army.

However, Zhan Baiyang's idea will not be so simple. He was thinking about the purpose of Yan Li's words: The young alchemist in front of him, with his wisdom and superb means, seemed to be free to talk about it, but in fact, he didn't leak, how could he suddenly mention the Mid-Autumn War?

Could it be that he wants to use my mouth to spread this news? What is the purpose of spreading this news that the Martial King is not afraid of the Jade Emperor's view of an all-out war?

Is it a repetition of the old trick of the empty city, or is it the opposite way to invite the king into the urn? Or, is it really a straightforward battle post?

Zhan Baiyang was uncertain, so he didn't answer this sentence, and asked himself: "The first two things that the master said are simple and easy, but there is a third thing, do you need Bai Yang's service?"

"There is one small matter left, which I will leave to talk about after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Yan Li said.

"Since this is the case, Zhan Baiyang has been bothered for a long time, so he will leave. Zhan Baiyang arched his hand and said, "On the occasion of parting, there is a word to say. ”

"I want to hear about it. ”

"As the master said, the practice of Confucianism must follow the path of righteousness. Take a step back for the mediocrity, and further for the devil, so it is inevitable that the good and the bad will be uneven. If the Hou Master encounters an unscrupulous person, please ask Mo Xiao Baiyang to teach him!Please——"

After speaking, Zhan Baiyang drove the four-wheeled vehicle and drove away.

Many of the masters who participated in the Langhua banquet had left at this time, and Chi Yunguan finally returned to tranquility.

Guiyun, Shang Shaoyan and the others each walked out of the back of the room, came to Yan Li's side, and asked with a puzzled face, "What does Mr. Bai Yang's last sentence mean?"

"Huh. Yan Li chuckled, "There is a problem with the candidates for the Mid-Autumn Festival trial of Confucianism. (To be continued.) )