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Chapter 421 Martial Arts Supreme (17)

In the next few years, he intentionally or unintentionally inquired about the whereabouts of Mr. Yun, the master of the Wuji Gate, but he only knew that he was always in a hurry, and the people of the Wuji Gate often didn't know where he was.

Even if Wujimen has become one of the three martial arts sects, in front of everyone, Mr. Yun will always sit firmly in the sedan chair, covered by the thick sedan curtain to hide his true face, and any words will be controlled by the four major sects. The servant girl spoke for him.

Therefore, some people speculate that Mr. Yun is a mute.

But Cang Nantian didn't think so. He always felt that Mr. Yun's reticence was just a kind of contempt for everyone. He probably felt that no one in the martial arts world was worthy of talking to him, nor worthy of seeing his true face.

The Inorganic Sect has been established for many years, and it has not made friends with any sect, which is the best proof.

"Mr. Yun's internal strength is unfathomable. I guess Bifu and that old nun will only go to the next level. It's a pity that this person is too mysterious. It is too difficult to catch him."

Cang Nantian sighed regretfully.

Mr. Yun's four maidservants are all considered to be top-notch masters in the martial arts, and being able to be sent by Mr. Yun only shows that Mr. Yun's martial arts are higher than those of them.

Fortunately, that Mr. Yun never wanted to participate in the management of martial arts affairs, and it will not pose any danger to his position as the leader of the martial arts for the time being.

However, Cang Nantian was still very afraid of Mr. Yun.

For an unknown master, he always has a faint uneasiness.

"Father, since Mr. Yun is unsuccessful, who shall we choose as the next target?"

Cang Yice asked curiously.

Cang Nantian took out a booklet from his bosom, slowly opened it, and it was densely filled with the names of the masters of the various martial arts sects in today's martial arts world.

The names on the previous pages have been crossed out one by one.

Cang Nan turned around for a while, his eyes resting on one of the names.

Fengxuelou, Mrs. Miaoyin.

He put the booklet back in his arms, stroked the thumb on the thumb, and asked lightly: "Mr. He Dashan has a time for this year's flower viewing party?"

Cang Yice thought for a while, then nodded and said: "It's decided, the invitation has been delivered two days ago, and the time is set to be held on the sixth day of next month at Tianxiang Tower. Daddy, are you going this year?"

A flower viewing party held by He Jianfeng every year invites many heroes to gather together.

On the surface, it is arty, enjoying the flowers and chatting, but in fact it is to win over the heroes in the world and use them for him.

After all, most of the people who practice martial arts are old and rough, so how can they have the heart to recite poems and make mistakes.

A lot of He Jianfeng's business depends on some people from all corners of the country to do it. He has always been generous to these people, and He Jianfeng's good reputation, so heroes are also willing to associate with him.

So He Jianfeng's business has grown bigger and bigger over the years, and he has made a lot of money.

"You tell them I'm going to be there this year."

Cang Nantian looked at Cang Yice and said.

"Father, is your goal at this flower viewing party?"

Cang Yice asked.

Cang Nantian nodded and glanced at him, "Mrs. Miaoyin of Fengxuelou had fought against Fuhe before, and both of them are comparable in martial arts. She and Mrs. He Dashan are good friends, and Mrs. He will host the flower viewing party." , so Mrs. Miaoyin will also come to join in every year."

"That Mrs. Miaoyin, what does she look like?"

Hearing this person's name, Cang Yice always felt that she was a beautiful woman, so he blurted out unconsciously.

Cang Nantian saw that he was committing old problems again, his eyes were heavy, and he sneered and said:

"Before Madam Miaoyin entered Fengxue Tower, she had slaughtered pigs on the street for many years, and only then did she develop a good sword skill. After her husband died, she entered Fengxue Tower. This woman was born with great strength and a fat body. Beheading dozens of people in one go, you are so mediocre and incompetent, you haven’t even mastered the Kunlun middle-level swordsmanship for so many years, and you still want to take advantage of her, you may die without knowing how you died.”

Cang Yice's face turned pale, and an obese middle-aged woman with a stench of pork appeared in his mind unconsciously.

He was so disgusted that he retched, "Father, I, vomit—I dare not take advantage of her, don't scare me!"

Seeing his hopeless appearance, Cang Nantian was even more disappointed in his heart
"Are you scared? You trash, when can you stop thinking about the bed thing, so that you don't even understand the swordsmanship, okay, get out, I don't want to see you again! "

After Cang Nantian finished speaking, he walked behind him with his hands behind his back, stretched out his legs and kicked his ass fiercely. Cang Yice was caught off guard and was kicked straight to the ground. He quickly got up and looked at Cang Nantian in fear, Whispered: "Father, I'll go right away, I'll go right away!"

As he said that, Cang Yice scrambled and ran out of the basement.

Cang Nantian looked at him leaving in embarrassment with cold eyes, with strong disgust in his eyes.

This trash, if it weren't for his son, it would be great.

The hateful thing is that the only person he trusts right now is Cang Yice.

And to help him do things, find and capture martial arts masters, and can't do without Cang Yice's help.

No matter how dissatisfied Cangnantian was, he had to suppress it.

No matter how useless, he was also his own son, so he couldn't kill him in a fit of anger.

……

Xuan Zi took off the silver needle from Tantai Mirror's body, and after he put on his clothes, he said: "Okay, your internal strength has recovered, Young Master Tantai, you can leave soon."

Tan Taijing tried to use his internal force, and sure enough, his body was unimpeded, and there was no longer the pain in the meridians that would be caused every time he exercised for many years.

He finally won't get sick again, and he won't follow in the footsteps of Tan Taiming.

But this made Tan Taijing feel unreal.

I always feel that all this comes easily.

If Guan Xuanzi didn't tell him the secret of the seven-color holy flower, he wouldn't even take the initiative to make a deal with him.

His illness will never be cured.

Tan Taijing laughed casually, and said leisurely: "Thanks to the Young Palace Master, now I can use my internal energy at will, and I will never worry about going wrong again. Young Palace Master, how do you ask me to repay you?"

Xuan Zi couldn't figure out his thoughts for a while, and said, "Didn't we already agree that Wujimen will work for me for three years, isn't this considered a reward?"

"How can this be regarded as repayment? Young Palace Master, you saved my life. Besides, there is only one treasure like the seven-color holy flower in the world, but it is used on me. I think about it carefully. Payback is never enough."

Tan Taijing said with a smile.

The corner of Xuan Zi's mouth twitched, feeling a little uneasy.

I always feel that there is something wrong with this dog man's words.

She considered her tone and said: "Then I wonder what Young Master Tantai wants to do?"

"Young Palace Master, I actually want to tell you something. That day I gave Cang Yice the cup of tea, and I put medicine in it."

Tan Taijing didn't answer her directly, but changed the subject suddenly.

(End of this chapter)