Enhance comprehension

Wan Hu finally let go of Yue'er and walked the last few steps with Yue'er.

It has to be said that Yue'er's walking was not very strenuous on her own, and was even very easy. Wan Hu felt much more relaxed after putting Yue'er down.

It seems that the pressure this mountain road exerts on the monks is indeed closely related to their cultivation. A monk like Yue'er who is in the Qi training stage, the pressure he endures is almost a drop in the bucket compared to Wan Hu.

At this time, at the top of the mountain, monks from three thousand families had been waiting for Wan Hu and others for a long time.

"Fellow Taoist Wan, let me introduce to you, this is my father." Sanqian Yiyun pointed at a white-faced monk who looked quite young and said.

"I am Wan Hu, a casual cultivator. I have heard about the name of the God of War family for a long time, so I came here to pay my respects today." Wan Hu politely handed over his hand.

The white-faced monk did not speak, but suddenly rushed to Wan Hu, grabbed Wan Hu's arm, and kneaded it.

"Huh? Senior..." Wan Hu was a little surprised, what did this mean.

"Not bad, not bad. He has average bones. At the age of eighteen, he has such a level of cultivation. His physical strength is far higher than the same level. I'm afraid he won't give in to Yun'er. He must be a person with great perseverance. The matter between you and Yun'er.

I agree!" The white-faced scholar actually said something strange in front of Wan Hu, and then he became happy.

"Dad, you may be mistaken. She is not here to ask for marriage..." Sanqian Yiyun's pretty face suddenly changed color and he said coquettishly.

"Isn't it this? Could it be..." The white-faced scholar was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Bai Lie.

Indeed, although Bai Lie didn't carry anyone up, he didn't feel tired at all along the way. He seemed to be of average cultivation, but he always revealed a faint aura of returning to nature, as if he was a master from outside the world.

Like this, and more importantly, he is very handsome. The white-faced scholar glanced at Sanqian Yiyun with deep meaning.

"Dad, no one came to propose marriage this time, they were just friends I met at the martial arts competition..." Sanqian Yiyun immediately guessed what his father was thinking and stopped his father's crazy behavior in advance.

"Well, didn't you say that if you met someone who defeated you at the martial arts club, you would come back and get married?" the white-faced scholar said in surprise.

"That's just dad's own delusion, I didn't say that. This time there is something very serious, and the wedding will take place some time ago." Sanqian Yiyun explained hurriedly.

"..." The white-faced scholar suddenly looked disappointed.

Wan Hu was also speechless for a moment. How could this San Qian Yiyun's father be so different? Not only was he too young in appearance, but his heart was also so simple. Except for his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage that made him respect him a little, he was almost like a child.

, however, it seems that there are also children around me, Qian'er, Yue'er, Xiaojiu...

Immediately afterwards, Sanqian Yiyun introduced Yue'er and Bai Qingxin respectively. Qian'er and Bai Lie seemed to have been introduced before Wanhu climbed to the top. In short, after a few pleasantries, they entered Sanqianshi

Family manor.

The top of the mountain is not very flat, but it is very big. There are many large and small pavilions and pavilions. There are not too tall buildings. Occasionally, I can see a few children of the Sanqian family. They all say hello in a hurry and go to their own places.

The sound of fighting could often be heard from various places, and the martial demeanor of the big family was fully revealed.

Sanqian Yiyun led everyone to a rather spacious courtyard. There was a huge stone in the courtyard with a huge cloud character carved on it.

"This is my territory. Whether it's a house or something else, you can do whatever you want, no need to be polite." Sanqian Yiyun said loudly, giving the impression of a bold and heroic heroine.

"Territory?" Wan Hu was quite strange about this word.

"Three thousand families practice martial arts, and each annex needs to defeat its former user before it can occupy it. We call it territory."….

"Uh..." Wan Hu couldn't help but be quite surprised by the family rules of this Sanqian family.

"But this courtyard is really nice, it's big, and it seems to have plenty of spiritual energy..."

"Among the territories that the younger generation can compete for, this is the best, and I have been guarding it for five years." Sanqian Yiyun is quite proud of his achievements.

"I'll leave for a while." Qian'er suddenly spoke and immediately left everyone's sight, as if she was very familiar with this place.

"Hey...where are you going?" When Wan Hu asked, Qian'er had disappeared, and Wan Hu hurriedly chased her.

"Don't worry about her." Bai Lie stopped Wan Hu.

"Oh." Wan Hu looked at Bai Lie's firm eyes and knew that Qian'er must have something of her own.

Wan Hu was a little disappointed. He gradually got used to Bai Lie's cold demeanor. It had been a long time since he had heard Bai Lie call him affectionately Wan brother. How long had it been since he had heard Bai Lie's familiar words "Yes, boss".

, Qian'er has changed, Bai Lie has also changed, and it seems that he is also slowly changing. Qian'er must be hiding something from herself, why doesn't she say it.

At this time, there suddenly started to be noisy outside.

Several young monks wearing similar clothes walked in from outside. The leading monk was dressed in the standard blue practice uniform of Sanqianjia. He raised his hands and feet, revealing a hint of competence, and had a hint of evil smile at the corner of his mouth, giving people a look.

Such an uncomfortable feeling.

"Sister Yun!"

"Muyu!"

"I heard that the Martial Arts Society had a sudden change before. I almost thought that you, Sister Yun, would never come back, but it really made me sad for a long time." The monk, who was called Mu Yu, said in a mother's tone.

"Hmph, I think you wish I couldn't come back. I'm sorry to disappoint you." Sanqian Yiyun didn't have the slightest fondness for Mu Yu and retorted without any restraint.

"Haha, whatever you say, I don't know what to call these two dear friends." Mu Yu turned to Wan Hu Bailie and asked.

As soon as Wan Hu saw this strange man, he didn't like him and ignored him. Bai Lie didn't even look at the man and turned around and entered a house.

"Are you okay? If you are okay, please leave our Yunyuan. You are not welcome here." Sanqian Yiyun issued an eviction order.

"This time, I'm here to declare a challenge. In three days' time, there will be a three-person battle at the God of War Arena!" Mu Yu said and threw a roll of battle papers to Sanqian Yiyun.

"Three-person arena battle?"

"The helpers are not limited to those within the clan. Sister Yun, you have also found a few helpers from the outer sect." Mu Yu handed over the invitation and was about to leave.

"Who said they were the helpers I found, and when did Sanqianjia fight in the arena, when could I ask for help from outsiders?" Sanqian Yiyun squinted, showing contempt for Mu Yu's behavior.

"Anyway, I have obtained the consent of Elder Li. You can choose to avoid the battle, but the glory of the God of War..."

"Hmph, I agree. No matter what helper you find, I will defeat them one by one!"

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