Nanzhou city is a green mountain, green water and red flowers, there is Jiuyun Mountain in the south of the city, there is Oak Mountain in the north of the city, there is Guanyin Temple in the east of the city, there are three mountain views in the west of the city, and the Wujiang River that is crystal clear passes through the city.

The air has just been washed by a timely rain and is refreshing and clear, the streets of Nanzhou City are lively and lively, and business travelers are bustling!

Cuichun Building, located on the busiest street in Nanzhou City, was as lively as usual to pick up customers, and the fat old bustard's face was covered with fat powder, waving a handkerchief to solicit guests at the door.

The lights in the Cuichun Building are red and green, there are all kinds of blowing, playing and singing, the girl with heavy makeup and smearing clothes is smiling, and many rich children come to buy spring merchants to kill time.

Nangong Yunfeng was playing in the room, and a black figure with a hunched back appeared in the white paper window, and said, "Childe, the master told you to go back!"

"Okay, I know, I'll go back immediately!" Today is not enough fun, catch up with Ming'er and pick a few more young teeth to play, Nangong Yunfeng thought while a few girls were busy stepping forward to help him put on his galoshes.

The fat and round old bustard saw Nangong Yunfeng coming out of the door, waved his handkerchief diligently, the fat powder puff on his face fell down, and said in a sharp and piercing voice: "Nangong Gongzi, you go well, you often come to play when you have time, our girls in Cuichun Lou think about you every day!"

Nangong Yunfeng hurriedly walked forward, and Hang'er Lang turned around and replied: "Catch Ming'er and keep the chicks for me, teach them to play more tricks, and if you train well, your son will be rewarded!"

The old bustard waved a pink handkerchief and smiled deblutfully: "Certainly, definitely!"

Nangong Yunfeng came back and teased the starling in the shade of the tree in the courtyard for a while, and an old slave urged him to teach the master to wait in the hall before walking along the corridor.

Nangong Xian, the head of the Xingyun Sect, was sitting on the Taishi chair facing the door in the main hall, and Nangong Yunfeng walked in and shouted, "Father!"

Nangong Xian nodded, and raised his head to signal him to sit down on the chair on the side.

Nangong Yunfeng sat down and stared at his father, Nangong Xian didn't look at him, picked up a big mouthful of blue and white ceramic tea cup on the table with his side hand, scraped the tea stalks floating on the hot water with the upper mouth, blew the hot air on the tea water from time to time, and then took a sip carelessly!

The hall was extremely quiet, and the sound of Nangong Xian's ceramic collision scraping the tea cup was clear and abrupt. The two of them were silent, and after a while, Nangong Yunfeng was a little impatient, last time he saw a new maid who was very handsome, and this time he thought about teasing her, his heart flew out, his fingers kept flicking on his thighs, and he looked left and right.

Nangong Xian tasted the tea slowly, and didn't look at him squarely, a cup of tea was almost finished, and the two of them sat like this.

Nangong Yunfeng, who was sitting impatiently, opened his mouth and said, "I said Daddy, it turns out that you are fine, then I will leave first!"

After Nangong Yunfeng finished speaking, he pulled his legs and walked out, Nangong Xian called him and said, "Don't go, there is something, do you want me to make you tea!"

Nangong Yunfeng came back and sat down, and said with a smile: "Daddy, you are laughing!

Nangong Xian stared at his son with his eyes, and said: "Feng'er, you can't always be so stubborn, always spend time on women, you are good at being diligent and frolic, the competition will start soon, you have to prepare early." ”

Nangong Yunfeng also became a little serious, and said: "I said Daddy, what's the big deal with a child playing with a woman, didn't you say that men and women can stretch their Dao hearts, if they weren't diligent in stretching their Dao hearts, the children would not be able to cultivate the Yuan Baby, and they would stop in Jindan! Besides, Dad, you weren't the same as me when you were young?"

Nangong Xian was a little angry by him, but he was a famous man who cultivated truth, and his cultivation was very good, and he said: "Daddy was the same as you when he was young, but since he married your mother and gave birth to you, he has been restrained, and your mother died early, Daddy's old bones, don't expect you to count on anyone, it's better to be serious early, so that you can give birth to a grandson for your father!"

"I said Daddy, you and the old Xuyun seniors promised Meng Xuezhi to the child to be a Taoist couple, but her mother has to keep filial piety for three years when she dies, who is to blame. Nangong Yunfeng replied seriously!

Nangong Xian took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, you still dare to argue with the old man! In the future, it is better to check the style, and you can't mess around all day long." You have to be careful about the competition, I have been practicing more recently, and I heard that the disciples of Xuantianmen who participated in the competition this time are Lu Yiqun, Yiqing and Ximen Guanxi. You can't lose to them!"

Nangong Yunfeng's eyes turned a few times in confusion when he heard Yi Qing's name, he had seen Yi Qing's beauty in Xiuzhen Daily, and he had also seen a little candid photography and introduction on the adult stage, saying that he was one of the top ten beauties in the Xiuzhen world who fascinated the rich son. Nangong Yunfeng coveted Yiqing's appearance at that time, and always wanted to have a chance to get his hands on it.

Nangong Xian looked at him and said, "What are you thinking with your eyes rolling, do you know these opponents, let me hear it, the so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles!"

Nangong Yunfeng came back to his senses and said: "These people haven't seen it yet, Lu Yiqun, who has the highest cultivation, heard that he is the successor of the Xuantian Gate, and he is just a cultivator in the later stage of Jindan, and it is still a little not enough in the eyes of the children." That Yiqing is a cultivator in the middle of Jindan, if she is willing to sleep, the child is willing to let her make two moves!"

Nangong Xian frowned, a little complained about his bells and whistles, and told him to continue!

Nangong Yunfeng continued: "It's that Ximen Guanxi is a bit surprising, I heard that he is a qi refiner, and his cultivation is almost like a child! Xuantianmen can also take the qi refiner to compete, doesn't this mean that there is no one in Xuantianmen, it is really embarrassing! The child also heard that Ximen Mingyue, this old guy, is the most hypocrite, and he doesn't even recognize him as a son, saying that he is an apprentice! Doesn't the implication mean that Ximen Mingyue doesn't women at night, why does he admit that Youlian monk is his Taoist companion? Daddy, when I saw Ximen Mingyue when I was a child, I saw that he was still like a decent gentleman, but I didn't expect him to be a faceless person. If the child a woman, he will never deny it!"

Nangong Xian looked at his son and said, "Let's not talk about other people's gossip! Let's talk about you first, you won't deny it? Qi Qi, the concubine outside Li Yuanwai who went back to the west of the city, hanged herself, saying that it was because she had a personal relationship with you, and hated you for being chaotic and abandoned, and her family came to the door, and you are not denying it!"

Nangong Yunfeng showed a trace of shame on his face, and said, "Daddy, why do you keep mentioning this matter, how can a child take the affairs of a dead person on his body!"

Nangong Xian sighed and said: "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the cultivation realm, with a little achievement, don't always raise yourself and look down on others, rest on your laurels, Daddy's expectations for you are always the highest!"

Nangong Yunfeng's eyes were full of arrogance, and he said, "Isn't the child's little self-confidence inherited from you?" The so-called tiger father has no dog, this competition takes the first place, the child is three fingers to take the snail, and the ten are nine stable things!"

Nangong Yunfeng's face was full of disapproval, he was the only one who participated in the contest to cultivate to reach the Yuan Infant Stage, what else could he compare!

The Jindan monk wants to compete with the Yuanying monk, and the big flower chicken fights with the weasel, are they worthy?

Oh, by the way, there's also a bottom-of-the-line Qi Refiner Simon Guanxi.