Chapter 274 Master, Let Me Come 37
Du Xuanhe could tell that Wan Qingyang had been practicing Tai Chi with him.

To put it bluntly, he dislikes Du Linger's poor aptitude and is not worthy of Wancheng.

Du Xuanhe offered the condition of free alchemy, but Wan Qingyang was not very interested.

The Wanjian Alliance cultivates swordsmanship. The level of cultivation requires not only internal training but also swordsmanship.

Compared with Tianjizong, it is obvious that Wanjianmeng's demand for pills is much less.

The sword cultivator and the Tianji sect are completely different in terms of aptitude and spiritual skills. Just like if the sword cultivator cannot advance, no matter how strong the inner rank is, he still cannot gain a foothold in the Ten Thousand Swords League.

And if the sword cultivator comprehends well and practices well, then the internal cultivation will also go up.

Therefore, Du Xuanhe's free alchemy condition is very valuable to Tianji Sect, but not so precious to Wanjian Alliance.

To put it harshly, Wan Sword Alliance values ​​weapon refining more. If the Qi Sect offered to refine swords for free, Wan Qingyang might agree.

"Brother Du, you know that I don't care about sect or status. What I mean is that Cheng'er chooses his Taoist companion according to his own wishes."

Wan Qingyang spoke calmly, like an unsheathed sword with an air of calmness and authority, "I have sent a letter to Cheng'er. If he agrees to this marriage, I, Wan Qingyang, will immediately prepare a generous gift." Marry Linger’s niece.”

Du Ling'er looked shy when she heard this, but when she looked at her father, she found that Du Xuanhe's face was even more ugly than before.

"When will Wancheng come back?" Du Xuanhe asked.

He always felt that Wan Qingyang would not really call Wan Cheng back.

If Wan Cheng doesn't come back for hundreds of years, will his Ling'er have to wait for hundreds of years?
"I have already sent a message through the pigeons, and I believe there will be news soon."

"Where did Wancheng go?"

"Cheng'er only said that he was going out for a trip, but he didn't say where he was going."

Hearing Wan Qingyang's answer, Du Xuanhe confirmed the conjecture in his heart. This is probably Wan Qingyang's excuse. What does it mean to travel without saying where? "

"Then when will I go? Could it be that Wancheng will come back in decades, and Linger and I will wait for him in Wanjianmeng for decades?"

"This……"

Wan Qingyang was also a little angry, it was obviously Du Xuanhe who came here uninvited, now it sounds like it was their fault?

Besides, who doesn’t know that Du Xuanhe’s daughter has dual spiritual roots and has very poor qualifications?
Why would such a hopeless woman be forced to Wan Jianmeng?
Is Wan Jianmeng picking up junk or what?
"Elder Du, you came here so suddenly. If I had known you were coming, I would definitely not let Cheng'er go out."

Wan Qingyang looked at Dan Zong's face, and said patiently: "How about I send Feige to send a message so that Cheng'er will come back no matter what?"

"Okay! Then send now!" Du Xuanhe demanded angrily.

Wan Qingyang scolded Du Xuanhe hundreds of times in his heart, but he still asked his disciples to take the pigeon.

This matter will have to be faced sooner or later, and Wan Qingyang doesn't want to be asked by Du Xuanhe all the time.

"Report—the Young Leader is back!"

As soon as Wan Qingyang picked up the pen, he heard the disciples in the sect report back.

"Cheng'er should have rushed back after receiving the letter." Wan Qingyang deliberately looked at Du Xuanhe and said, "Now, Elder Du should believe what Wan said, right?"

Who couldn't see it, Du Xuanhe thought that he was trying to evade on purpose just now, so he forced him to urge Wancheng to come back.

Du Ling'er's heart suddenly began to beat faster. She looked outside the door frequently, just waiting to see her for the first time when Wan Cheng appeared.

After half a cup of tea, I only heard voices outside.

"Greetings to the young leader!"

A voice came from the disciples outside the door, and all three people in the hall looked at the gate.

I saw a young man in green robe walking in quickly. His black hair was tied high and a sapphire was tied at the top of his crown. He held a seven-foot long sword in his hand and wore black boots with dark patterns on his feet. He walked in all the way. Every step carries a fierce aura.

Du Ling'er's eyes lit up. She didn't expect Wan Cheng to be even more handsome than Xiao Sa after half a year.

However, the three soon noticed that Wan Cheng was accompanied by a woman in red.

This woman was wearing a red tulle dress, her feet were barefoot, her long jet black hair had a layer of dark red faintly visible, and there was a cluster of yellow flowers between her eyebrows.

The woman's whole body is full of enchanting amorous feelings, but it seems to exude a coldness from the bottom of her bones, and the fusion of ice and fire temperament makes people unable to move their eyes away.

"Wan Cheng has met the head." Wan Cheng walked up to Wan Qingyang and bowed.

Wan Qingyang nodded and said, "You Uncle Du and Junior Sister Du are here."

"Wan Cheng pays respects to Elder Du." Wan Cheng saluted, then turned his head and greeted Du Ling'er, "Junior Sister Du."

"Nephew, you're being polite. I heard from your father that you went to practice, where did you go?" Du Xuanhe asked with his beard.

Du Xuanhe is still trying to test Wancheng. Could it be that in the eyes of Du Xuanhe, Wan Qingyang is a hypocrite full of lies?
Wan Qingyang picked up the teacup at hand to hide the gloomy look in his eyes.

"Going back to Elder Du, I traveled to the nearby mountains. I wanted to find some ores, but I had no luck."

Wan Cheng half-truthfully said: "As soon as I came back to the foot of the mountain, I received my father's flying pigeon, so I rushed back immediately."

What Wan Cheng said had nothing to do with Wan Qingyang, and Du Xuanhe's sullenness finally eased.

"Finding the right ore also depends on luck. In a few days, the illusion will open up. You can try your luck, and you might be able to find an excellent ore!"

"Yes!"

Du Xuanhe said a few more polite words. Wan Chengdu was very respectful, but he didn't ask Du Xuanhe's purpose.

There was no other way, Du Xuanhe had no choice but to speak up.

"Nephew, I brought Linger here this time to finalize your marriage with Linger."

Du Xuanhe tried to speak as naturally as possible, so as not to make people feel that he was begging Wancheng to marry his daughter, "You and Ling'er have known each other since childhood, and your father and I have been close friends all these years, what I mean is, while your father and I There is no retreat, and the matter of you becoming a Taoist couple is settled."

Wan Qingyang smiled, and cursed in his heart: Who is your best friend!

"Brother Wan——" Du Ling'er immediately looked at Wancheng with watery eyes, and said with a little girly shyness: "My cultivation level is not high now, and father said that it is easier for a woman to have descendants if her cultivation base is not high..."

As soon as Du Linger said this, Wan Qingyang choked on the tea.

Du Xuanhe has really raised a good daughter, so is this kind of thing said in public?

Du Ling'er did this on purpose. She took a step forward, pushed away the woman in red beside Wan Cheng, and said softly, "Brother Wan, don't you want descendants?"

"Ahem -" Wan Chengjun's face was filled with embarrassment. He didn't expect Du Ling'er to be so direct. He coughed lightly and said, "I have never had such a plan."

Du Ling'er didn't expect to talk about this, and Wan Cheng didn't give face.

(End of this chapter)

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