Ren Tian lowered his head slightly, and said with a serious face: "Uncle Master, Junior didn't dare to be beaked about what happened back then. It's just that I have always regarded myself as a member of Zhenhua Wushu Hall since I was a child. If Uncle Master doesn't dislike him, I would like to worship him. As for the calligraphy and painting left by the patriarch, Junior has no covetous heart, and this heart can be learned from the world."

"Humph!"

Xiao Yunqian sneered and didn't believe it at all. He said, "It's not necessary to approve a teacher. Xiao is still a little self-aware. Now that you are here, Xiao will naturally fulfill the promise that year.

However, my four disciples are now in Closed Door Training Insight and may have something to gain, so you can only wait for a while.

You leave a phone number and will notify you immediately after my apprentice leaves the customs."

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, I'll just stay in Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall. Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall is so big that even a single room won't be available, right?"

Ren Tianxing also knew that he could not resolve the grievances of the previous generation.

So he chose to go back and live in Zhenhua Wushu Hall first.

He hopes that through his efforts, the grievances and grievances of the ancestors can be resolved, and the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall will regain the glory of the ancestor in his lifetime.

Xiao Yunqian shook his head directly, and refused to speak.

At this moment, the previous coach ran in in a hurry and said in a panic: "The host, it's not good, two people who claim to be Promise Demon Sect are here, and they said they want to see you."

The Promise Demon Sect is famous all over the world.

As one of Devil Dao's three Sects, there is no Practitioner in the world who is not afraid of it.

Therefore, when Murong Zong and Zhan Changkong reported their families, they frightened all the students and went directly to the birds and beasts.

"What, the people of the Promise Demon Sect are here!"

Xiao Yunqian stood up, his face suddenly changed.

What he worried about still happened.

"Uncle Master, I will meet them as you go. This is the Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, and they dare not mess around."

Ren Tianxing said hurriedly.

What he meant was that he wanted to show his identity to frighten the opponent.

He is the grandson of the Changle gang leader. With him, the Promise Demon Sect does not dare to go too far.

Xiao Yunqian didn't appreciate it, and said in a deep voice, "This is my Zhenhua Martial Arts Center. It has nothing to do with you. You should leave as soon as possible. I will call you later."

As he said, he strode out of the house, and Ren Tianxing quickly followed.

At the same time, Zhong Linger also hurriedly found Yang Yi and said, "Little Junior Brother, the big thing is not good. People from the Promise Demon Sect have come to the door. Let's go to the front yard and give the Master a boost."

"Promise Demon Sect, let's go!"

Yang Yi's face changed slightly, and he hurried to the front yard.

His thinking turned rapidly, and then he sank into the world of the Republic of China.

The people of the Promise Demon Sect were not good, and he didn't want to expose the Cultivation Base for the time being, so he could only find Chen Tianheng.

Although the Master is also energizing, he is old and inconvenient to shoot.

Thirteen days have passed in the real world, but more than a year has passed in the Republic of China.

In this year, Chen Tianheng fought south and north, and he had already completely digested the inheritance of the patriarch, and he was just one step away from becoming a master.

But this is the case. With his current strength, he basically has no fear of anyone in the Pill-holding Realm.

Republic of China.

Shanhaiguan, military camp.

Chen Tianheng is inspecting the training of special forces. At the beginning, his 100-man squad has now expanded by a thousand people, and it is the sharp knife unit of the First Army.

"Ding! Now give out urgent tasks to solve the crisis in Zhenhua Wushu Hall, and reward five thousand points."

Chen Tianheng's expression suddenly changed, and he said to the guards beside him: "I have something important to leave for a while. If Commander Yang asks, you will say that I will come back when I finish my work."

The urgent task of the Hall of Heaven made him anxious.

Under the suspicious eyes of the guards, Chen Tianheng ran directly out of the barracks and plunged into the dense mountain forest.

...

Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, front yard.

When Yang Yi arrived, he heard the Master say in a deep voice: "Why did Ling Fenghou died in my Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall? You should ask the police. They must still be investigating the matter. What use is it for you to ask me? I want to ask you back, why does Ling Fenghou show up in my martial arts center in the middle of the night, what is his intention?"

Yang Yi saw a strange young man standing beside the Master, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

As for the two people opposite to the Master, they were from the Promise Demon Sect.

An old man with a childlike face, a young man with a cold-eyed look.

Zhan Changkong said indifferently: "If people die in your martial arts gym, your martial arts gym must give us an explanation to the Promise Demon Sect, otherwise you may not be able to bear the consequences."

Xiao Yunqian was angry, he took a deep breath, "What do you want?"

Zhan Changkong said: "Angry is just the actions of the weak. It has no meaning except to make people even more despised. Don't say that we use power to suppress others, our Practitioner speaks with our fists, as long as any one of you can beat me, we will turn around. go."

Xiao Yunqian's face was ugly: "What if we lose?"

Zhan Changkong still said calmly: "I heard that Xiao Daocheng once left two calligraphy and paintings, one of which is still in your Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall. So it is very simple, if you lose, you have to find out who the murderer is for us, and Hand over the calligraphy and painting for compensation."

"impossible!"

Xiao Yunqian drank lowly and refused directly.

Zhan Changkong's face sank, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify. He coldly said, "You have no other choice. The difference is that you take it out or I have to take it personally. You have to think about it clearly. "

In the words, the threat is full.

Xiao Yunqian's pupils tightened, staring at Zhan Changkong tightly, a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Zhan Changkong is no more than a junior, and he is confident that he can handle it.

But Murongzong is the big Elder of the Promise Demon Sect. Even in his heyday, he is not an opponent, let alone Realm has already regressed to Huajin.

Zhan Changkong's challenge was not only for calligraphy and painting, but also wanted to use him as a whetstone.

But knowing what the other party's intentions were, he had no choice at all.

Ren Tianxing yawned. He took a step forward, squinting at Zhan Changkong and said, "Zhan Changkong, since you want to fight, then Xiaoye will come and play with you. To be honest, I can't understand you for a long time. It's like two to five to eighty thousand every day."

Zhan Changkong frowned: "Who are you?"

Ren Tianxing said: "Little Master Ren Tianxing."

"You are Ren Tianxing!"

As a rookie of Devil Dao, Zhan Changkong naturally knows Ren Tianxing, just because Ren Changle is very well protected, there is no picture of Ren Tianxing in the outside world. This is the first time he has seen him.

Zhan Zhangkong’s warfare intent rose in his eyes, but he suppressed it well, and said, “Don’t worry, we have time to play, it’s fun, but I’m going to talk to Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall now, so you still don’t want to intervene.”

Ren Tianxing said, "I'm from Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, so how can I intervene?"

Xiao Yunqian raised his hand and said, "Ren Tianxing, this is my Zhenhua Martial Art Museum, so you don't have to intervene. Zhan Changkong, don't you want calligraphy and painting, then beat me first."

Ren Tianxing was anxious and said quickly: "Uncle Master, when you Dantian was injured, Cultivation Base regressed to Huajin, you can't use your full strength at all, or let me play for you. Anyway, I also came from Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall. "

Yang Yi looked at the Master, a different color flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that the Master was turning energy, but he didn't expect that he would still be in the Pill-holding state.

Also, who is this Ren Tianxing and why should he call Master Xiao Yunqian?

Yang Yi was puzzled, so he looked at Zhong Ling'er.

Zhong Ling'er also shook her head blankly, indicating that she didn't know who Ren Tianxing was.

Xiao Yunqian said categorically: "My Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall has nothing to do with you, and you are not qualified to play for me..."

At this time, a clear voice came from behind the front yard, interrupting Xiao Yunqian's words: "Master, why do you need your old man to go to war? Let the disciple do it for you."

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