Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Looking at the familiar courtyard, Yue Fengcheng was silent for a while, quietly looking around, with a sigh on his face.

There was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the courtyard, and the ground was clean and tidy.

Even the windowsills, tables and other things seemed to be ten years ago, without a trace of dust on them.

Yue Fengcheng sighed in his heart, thinking that his two daughters must have suffered a lot in these years.

Yue Fengcheng's eyes moved slightly and fell on his daughter who was a little restrained.

His eyes flickered slightly.

At the beginning, the two daughters were only up to his waist, but now they are almost taller than him.

"Yao'er, tell Dad about what happened in these years?"

Yue Fengcheng spoke gently and sat aside.

Yue Yao looked at her father in front of her, still a little dazed, a little bit unbelievable.

But she slowly began to talk.

In a quiet courtyard, the Wuxiang Zunshi, sitting in a wheelchair, quietly tapped the back of the chair.

And behind him, stood the two officials of soul and spirit, Zhong Feili and Zhong Feizhan.

"My Lord, it has been a month since the battle between Yu Sheng Mo and the female sword fairy Yan Lingxia."

"The Yu Sheng Mo has never appeared, and it is very likely that he has died."

Zhong Feili was not very restrained in front of Wuxiang Zunshi. After all, his status in Tianwai Tian would not be low, and his strength was also at the Xiaoyao Tian realm.

Wuxiang Zunshi slowly turned around with a faint smile on his face.

"Yu Sheng Mo cannot be alive, because if you want the Magic Fairy Sword to exert its extreme power, the price is indispensable."

"It is already surprising that he can forcibly practice the Magic Fairy Sword, but to defeat Yan Lingxia, the Magic Fairy Sword must be used to its full potential."

"Then can we start our plan? At the right time, force Ye Dingzhi to join our camp."

Zhong Feili asked with a smile.

Wuxiang Zunshi was about to nod, and a strong pressure quickly swept over from a distance, causing the faces of the three people to change.

"This breath..."

The Wuxiang envoy suddenly raised his head, his expression was surprised, and the surging true energy in his body flashed away.

"...The master is back!"

In just a moment, the Wuxiang envoy judged the breath of the person who came, and the surprise on his face turned into joy.

Yue Fengcheng came out of retreat, which meant that the tenth level of the virtual thought magic skill had been practiced, and his strength must have greatly improved.

"Wuxiang envoy, I haven't seen you for ten years, how are you!"

The figure of Yue Fengcheng suddenly fell from the sky, standing with his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of a king.

Yue Fengcheng, who had tidied himself up a little, had a bit more elegance on his body, but the domineering intention in his eyes did not decrease, and his voice was full of heroism.

"Meet the master~"

The brothers Zhong Feili and Zhong Feizhan were so excited that they knelt on one knee and saluted, looking at the figure with their bodies upright.

Although Yuefeng City had restrained its aura, they could naturally sense how terrifying Yuefeng City was at the moment.

Wuxiang Zunshi also bowed his head hurriedly.

"Your subordinate greets the Sect Master!"

"No need to be polite... Thanks to you for supporting Tianwai Tian all these years, otherwise Yao'er and Qing'er would not be able to bear such a heavy burden."

Yuefeng City smiled, half of which was true, and half of which was a warning.

After all, if you don't have strength, it's useless to have a high status in name, because the people below may not listen to you.

"The Sect Master may not know that the Saint Girl has managed Tianwai Tian in an orderly manner over the years, and her talents are outstanding. She has some of the style of the Sect Master in the past."

Wuxiang Zunshi's eyes flashed, and he smiled.

Yuefeng City laughed a few times when he heard the voice, as if he was very satisfied.

"Where is Ye Dingzhi, who was born with martial veins, now? Bring him back and pass on my martial arts."

Yuefeng City got straight to the point and sat down next to him.

"It's not as convenient for Nan Jue to get information as Bei Li, and after Yu Shengmo died, Ye Dingzhi will probably not show up easily."

Wu Xiang Zun Envoy spoke slowly and asked.

"Does the Sect Master want to accept a disciple?"

Yue Fengcheng nodded calmly, "Only those who are born with martial veins are qualified to be my disciples."

There are only one in ten thousand people who are born with martial veins.

But Yue Fengcheng is so domineering that he said that only those who are qualified to be his disciples are qualified.

Yue Fengcheng looked at the two brothers Zhong Feili.

"Hunpo Erguan, you go and inform the eight hall masters to pay close attention to Ye Dingzhi's whereabouts and find a chance to bring him back."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Zhong Feili and Zhong Feizhan responded respectfully, without any presumptuousness in front of Wu Xiang Zun Envoy before.

After responding, the two turned around and left without stopping.

At this time, Yue Fengcheng's eyes fell on Wu Xiang Zun Envoy again, and his tone was serious.

"Honorable Envoy, what's going on between Yao'er and that Baili Dongjun? Did some wild boy deceive my Yao'er with sweet words?"

Hearing this, Honorable Envoy Wuxiang became more certain that Yue Fengcheng might have returned a long time ago.

He knew that Yue Fengcheng chose to be withWhen meeting his own daughter, he must want to know what has happened in the past few years, and he is worried about the old people of Beique.

There is nothing strange on the face of Wuxiang Zunshi. After all, as Yuefengcheng has not appeared for a long time, some people in Tianwai Tian are indeed uneasy.

After a moment of hesitation, Wuxiang Zunshi replied with a chuckle.

"Master, Baili Dongjun is also born with martial veins..."

"Oh~" Yuefengcheng's expression moved slightly, "This natural martial vein is extremely rare. I didn't expect that after only ten years of seclusion, there would be two natural martial veins in the world."

Wuxiang Zunshi smiled and nodded, "In the past ten years, there have indeed been many talents, and there is a great atmosphere of the prosperity of the martial arts world. Many old-generation masters have chosen to retire and give the stage to these young people."

"The more exciting this martial arts world is, the better. Otherwise, when I go east to Tianwai Tian to conquer Tianqi, wouldn't it be too lonely and too relaxed?"

Yuefengcheng laughed, not worried, but a strong self-confidence rose in his body.

That spirited spirit made Wuxiang Zunshi dazed.

Since the demise of Beique and the retreat to the Arctic Icefield, he had not seen Yuefeng City with such a domineering aura for a long time.

The guests from outside the world sounded nice, but in fact they were just a group of poor people who had no home to return to and were hiding in an attempt to revive Beique.

Yuefeng City continued.

"In that case, if Baili Dongjun and Yao'er are in love with each other, they can be regarded as my son-in-law of Tianwaitian, so let's leave it alone for the time being."

"Just bring Ye Dingzhi back to me and make him my apprentice."

Wuxiang Reverend smiled and agreed, saying that he would urge his subordinates to find out Ye Dingzhi's whereabouts as soon as possible.

Yuefeng City nodded with satisfaction and mentioned another thing.

"It is said that the two Reverends of Wufawutian have been cut off from the connection with the world by a mysterious swordsman, and are now hiding in Tianqi City..."

Yuefeng City said, and glanced at Wuxiang Reverend.

Wufawutian did not dare to return to Tianwaitian to heal his injuries because he had some concerns.

However, he is back in Yuefeng City, and everything will be under his control.

"Send someone to send a message to the two envoys, saying that I have returned with my divine power, and ask them to come back. I will see if I can solve their problems."

"Yes~"

The Wuxiang envoy bowed his head and responded, his eyes lowered, and no expression could be seen.