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Outside the door, there were three people.

To the left and right of Xuanyuan Jingcheng are Leng Yan's wife and daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng.

""I just settled a relationship with your daughter Xuanyuan Qingfeng, so I can't say that it will be of much help to you. Besides, that Xuanyuan Dapan wants to pry into my secrets all the time. I just want to teach him a lesson. You can still kill people.

."

A clear and calm voice came from outside the door, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes shone, brighter than ever before.

"I want to see sir." Xuanyuan Jingcheng said.

The door of the elegant garden suddenly opened. Chen Jun was already sitting on the stone bench. He was dressed in white and his face looked extremely calm. However, the palm of his right hand was cracked and bleeding, and the ups and downs of his body seemed to show another difference.

A recent situation.

"Seriously injured?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked slightly dazed, staring directly at Chen Jun's open palm.

"Qingfeng." The cold-eyed woman beside him reminded.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng immediately realized his problem and withdrew his gaze. Xuanyuan Jingcheng said at the side, "Sometimes observing the appearance of a thing can not only judge it by its appearance, but also requires careful observation of the inner situation."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng subconsciously wanted to refute, but thinking of the scene today at Guniu Dagang in Huishan when his father Xuanyuan Jingcheng entered the land of immortals, he remained silent and did not listen impatiently.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng saw that his daughter did not refute, but listened quietly, with a little more desire to talk and teach, and asked: "In your eyes, who wins and who loses, Mr. Chen or the old Taoist from Longhu Mountain?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng secretly glanced at the person on the stone bench out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that he didn't respond, he hesitated and said: "Of course the unknown old man from Longhu Mountain is very powerful, but he probably didn't get anything from the battle just now.

It’s a good thing, otherwise I wouldn’t have let you go without any pursuit, so at most his strength is equal to yourselves and there is a chance of victory or defeat.”

Xuanyuan Jingcheng shook his head.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked suspicious, and then raised his voice a little louder, "Why not? The original Purple Qi Heavenly Dragon under the Taoist's feet fell, and Mr. Chen and him retreated. It was clearly a sign that they had met their opponents!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng said, "Zhenren Zhenren, the people in the countryside all know that a real person does not show his face, and if he shows his appearance, he is not a real person. If you can easily detect the secrets of the battle, how can Mr. Chen deserve the title of Zhenren? And have you ever thought about it?"

However, even if the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master and Chen Jun were seriously injured each other, there are still four great Celestial Masters in Longhu Mountain, each with a high level of cultivation. How could they let the injured Mr. Chen go?"

"Even though we in Huishan have a good relationship with Longhu Mountain, how can they give up their life and death enemy? Even if I enter the realm of celestial phenomena, how can I be the opponent of the four great celestial masters in Longhu Mountain? My father is just a scholar.

ah."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood nearby, tilted his head, smoothed a few strands of black hair sticking to his cheeks, and remained silent.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng bent down and picked up the small yellow flower bones that were about to bloom in the potted plant. He didn't know if he was sighing or not, "Qingfeng, you are blessed with deep blessings. You had the opportunity to become your disciple, but because of your limited vision, you missed the opportunity. This is

It's my father's fault that he has been immersed in studying history for more than twenty years, teaching you but failing to guide you, and he cannot be your role model."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at the expressionless Xuanyuan Qingfeng and smiled softly, "If you want to become an ordinary woman, dad will protect you in peace and joy in your life. If you want to become a transcendent talent and the top figure in the world, dad can be bold.

I beg you again, sir!"

"father!"

The word stuck in Xuanyuan Qingfeng's throat. Her body swayed and a look of emotion appeared on her face. No matter how unreasonable she was, she still knew the inner meaning of her father Xuanyuan Jingcheng's words. This clearly indicated the previous battle.

It's clear that Mr. won, but it's not as simple as it seems to the naked eye.

Chen Jun silently observed what happened in the small courtyard and felt that the relationship between father and daughter was very warm. However, Xuanyuan Jingcheng could actually see the secret of the battle. He was curious, "How did you know?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned around and said: "I once had an encounter with Zhao Xuansu, the hidden Taoist of Longhu Mountain, and I probably know some things about him. Moreover, when Mr. left Guniu Dagang, I felt that a surge of divine power was gathering rapidly.

Even though I am mentally frightened, I dare not speculate on God’s will at all, but I am sure that this powerful force of heaven is the backlash of sir’s three concentrated thunders.”

"The power of God is unpredictable. Sir, he forced the thunderous torrent three times, just like a joke. How can God not be angry?"

Chen Jun nodded, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes widened a bit.

"The wonderful rhythm produced by the master when he left is probably an extremely advanced martial arts technique that can hide all living beings in the world and swallow up millions of qi." Xuanyuan Jingcheng held a small yellow bone flower and said casually: "And

When people step into the courtyard, there is a faint warmth inside. Although it is difficult to detect, the flowers and plants bloom a quarter in advance, which violates the rules of winter. The source of powerful vitality is definitely the blood in the palm of the sir's hand. The sir's blood has powerful vitality and can make all things

Recovery, as evidenced by this yellow flower."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes fell on the little yellow flower, and her heart was shocked. She still saw it wrong.

"You can tell the autumn of the world by looking at a leaf. Mr. Shouzhuo's eyesight is unparalleled." Chen Jun clapped his hands and praised.

"Sir, thank you very much." Xuanyuan Jingcheng bowed down and bowed, almost close to the ground, "Sir, you helped Jingcheng avoid death by rolling thunder from the sky. Jingcheng has nothing to repay, but I am willing to dedicate you to Confucianism and Taoism."

Before Chen Jun could reply, these words blurted out. At a speed visible to the naked eye, Xuanyuan Jingcheng underwent drastic changes. Although his appearance remained the same, his whole body was exhausted, as if he had aged ten years. With this

At the same time, Chen Jun's aura was rising steadily, becoming condensed and accumulated.

"father!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng finally shouted in a low voice, her eyes blurred with tears and her voice hoarse. She now understood the painstaking efforts of her father Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

"Why bother?" Chen Jun, who felt that his body and injuries were recovering quickly, shook his head, "If you follow the steps, there will be another Confucian saint in the world in twenty or thirty years. You know the value of this and what it means.

But now that you have transferred 70% of your energy to me, you will have no hope of breakthrough in your life, and may even fall into decline."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled casually, "Jingcheng is still the same Jingcheng. As long as you can read some books and cultivate enough, Huishan has swept away the filth, and there is no need for strong force now. As for rising and prospering in the future, just hand over

Let Qingfeng fight, she has always been strong-willed, and like her mother, she is not weaker than men."

Chen Jun understood the meaning of Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and there was no need for him to make a difficult choice. He had now helped him make an answer in advance, at a painful and huge price, which he could not refuse.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's good luck cannot be underestimated. It can be regarded as a luxurious gift. The fact that most of his injuries and body improved in an instant is a perfect proof.

Chen Jun looked at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, and she looked at him too.