Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Looking at the direction Huo Tiancheng left, He Zangfeng shook his head.

The martial arts competition between the two sects will start soon. People from the Zifu Golden Pavilion should be practicing within the sect. Why are they here?

Thinking of all the rumors about the Zifu Golden Pavilion, He Zangfeng's eyes showed a little disdain.

As he turned his eyes, he saw the bottle given to him by Yin Qingxuan. He frowned when he thought about the man asking for water again and again.

Could it be that his coming here has something to do with the water in this bottle?

Turning around, he saw Yin Qingxuan looking at him, coughing and saying: "As expected of a martial artist, that gentleman is really handsome in martial arts!"

Yin Qingxuan said in agreement: "Yes, that gentleman once saved me and my husband. It is indeed extraordinary."

He Zangfeng said oh.

"I see. No wonder Miss Yin met him. As a girl in a place of right and wrong like Beihai, she should be more careful to avoid internal and external troubles, and she will be left to her own devices."

Yin Qingxuan smiled and said: "Master He, don't worry about those disciples. Fengyi Qin belongs to Shengyin Pavilion. Whether it is damaged or discarded, it has nothing to do with others. If they dare to make trouble again, the Pavilion Master will definitely come forward."

He Zangfeng nodded and said, "That's good. Xiao Ke has been out for a while, so I'll say goodbye."

He bowed and saluted with thorough etiquette.

Yin Qingxuan also bowed in return and watched their master and servant leave.

After walking some distance, Yuan Bao asked in a low voice: "Master, are your injuries okay?"

He Zangfeng smiled lightly and said: "A small injury on the flesh, no need to make a fuss."

Yuan Bao shrank his neck and said: "As long as nothing happens, if something happens to the young master, the city lord will tear off my head and kick it as a ball."

He Zangfeng put his hands behind his back and said, "Don't worry, as long as the master lets you live, you won't die."

Yuan Bao chuckled.

"Thank you, sir."

Then he whispered: "We have been looking for several nights, but we have not seen the new Vice City Lord Du. I am afraid that he has recognized the young master and has hidden himself. Otherwise... let's go back first, in case the City Lord leaves the seclusion early. , I will definitely be furious when I find out that the young master is not here."

Old man He Zangfeng said calmly: "Didn't I ask you to write a letter? What are you afraid of? I have another matter to investigate at the moment."

"Is there anything else?"

Yuan Bao looked at He Zangfeng with a puzzled expression.

"That person just now is probably from the Zifu Golden Pavilion. Young Master, I decided to go over there tonight and try his martial arts."

He Zangfeng's expression was leisurely, as if he was discussing a poem or a cup of tea. He had a graceful demeanor and a bookish air that made it difficult to associate him with martial arts.

Yuan Bao was a little surprised.

"Why are the people from Zifu Golden Pavilion here? Are they out to search for talents again?"

He Zangfeng chuckled and said: "You little devil, you have also heard this rumor, but it is still close to ten. For this competition, they did recruit a lot of talents. It is said that the Sword Master Lin Xiao also went to Ziyang." Mansion."

Yuan Bao made a sound and said: "Even if they are Sword Masters, they are the ones who sealed them themselves. I'm afraid they are not as good as one of the Young Master's fingers."

He Zangfeng said seriously: "Don't brag. If you brag again, you will go to heaven. Pavilion Master Xiao and Mr. He who is carrying the sword are both people with advanced cultivation and should not be underestimated."

Yuan Bao immediately asked: "How do they compare with the young master?"

He Zangfeng smiled and said nothing.

Yuan Bao suddenly became proud again.

"Since we are not as good as Young Master, what is there to say? Even if they find the Sword Master, they will still lose to us. Young Master did not participate in the last competition, this time we will definitely kill them with their majesty. With Young Master's Talent and learning may even open the door to the heavenly path and gain a glimpse of ancient martial arts."

He Zangfeng rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Do you think that the Heavenly Way is the door to your home? Open it when you say it. The two sects have been passed down for hundreds of years, and no one can enter the Heavenly Way. How can I be so good? A great blessing.”

"That's not certain. The elders all say that the young master is an extraordinary talent, but..."

Yuan Bao said something and suddenly closed his mouth.

He Zangfeng glanced at him and said, "Why don't you say anything?"

Yuan Bao said with a smile: "It's nothing. The elder said that the young master is too indifferent and does not fight for anything. It would be great if he could be as domineering as the city lord."

He Zangfeng chuckled lightly and said with his hands behind his back: "Everything in the world has its own destiny. It should be yours. You can't hide it without fighting. It shouldn't be yours. Even if you try your best, you can't get anything. Everything goes smoothly. It’s just natural.”

Yuanbao immediately blew a rainbow fart.

"Young Master is indeed a great man. Small men should look up to him."

But he thought in his heart that of course the elder didn't say that. Although he said that the young master was an extraordinary talent, he also said that there was another variable in it, and he also said that he was a close relative of the young master.

Little Yuanbao sneered at this. The city lord only had a single seedling, the young master, and there were no other children.

While thinking about it, He Zangfeng had already walked away.

"Sir, wait for me."

Yuan Bao yelled and quickly chased after him...

While the master and servant were talking, Ye Jinglan, who had been tinkering for a long time, finally got up from the belly of the boat. His body was covered in oil and his face was rubbed several times, like a little cat.

Wang Shun followed beside him.

"Little prince, please slow down."

Ye Jinglan took a deep breath of fresh air, put his hands on his hips and said, "Fortunately, the important facilities have not been destroyed, and we can still have fun at the moment. However, if the Dongliu people really come, they will definitely attack this ship." Come on, Yin Qingxuan, are you sure we want to continue building it?"

"Let me think about it."

Yin Qingxuan thought, and the half-finished ship disappeared immediately.

She smiled and said, "As expected, everything taken out of my space can be recycled."

Ye Jinglan couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"That's awesome."

Then he said with an aggrieved look: "Sister, since you have this ability, why didn't you accept it earlier?"

Yin Qingxuan said awkwardly: "I just thought of it."

She had never thought that such a big thing could fit into the space.

Ye Jinglan rolled his eyes at her speechlessly.

"Well, you are busy, so I won't argue with you this time. From now on, I will work during the day and take it back at night to avoid being destroyed again."

"Okay, that's it."

Yin Qingxuan released the boat with a thought.

There were no disciples or skilled craftsmen on the beach at this time. With just the three of them, Yin Qingxuan didn't need to have so many taboos.

Wang Shun looked on with a calm face. Following these two masters, he had seen all kinds of outrageous things and was already used to them.

Ye Jinglan discussed some details with Yin Qingxuan and then called Wang Shun back to Shengyin Pavilion.

Midway through the journey, the three met Ge Hongyuan and Dong Ziyu, who were leading several disciples each.