The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

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At this time, in the city of Xianyang.

Inside a desolate mansion, there are broken walls and ruins, dust and fallen leaves all over the floor, a bright moon hangs on the northeast corner of the cornice, and the cold moonlight shines down on the earth. This haunted house, which has been abandoned for a long time, is even more bleak and gloomy.

call--

A gust of wind blows, and a woman is added to the eaves, standing quietly under the moon.

Luna is wearing a long blue dress, elegant and noble, with a silk scarf covering her eyes, making her mysterious and unpredictable.

call--

A gust of breeze blows through the big willow tree under the moon.

The magnificent Dongjun stands on a willow leaf with his jade feet, his handsome body undulates with the willow branches, his long hair is like ink, fascinating all living beings, standing quietly under the moon, looking at the moon god opposite.

At this moment, the Moon God standing on the cornice said to Dongjun, "It's been a year since I saw you, and you are still so punctual, nothing has changed."

"Did His Excellency Dong Huang ask you to come see me?" Dong Jun asked lightly.

"Yes."

Moon God nodded and said, "You have stayed with Han Chen for a while, but you have been lukewarm. Master Dongjun, you should hurry up."

"Do you dare to urge me?"

Dongjun frowned upon hearing this.

Her status in the Yin Yang family is higher than that of Moon God.

"This is not a urging, but an advice."

Moon God looked at Dongjun at the top of the willow tree, and said leisurely: "Your Excellency Donghuang is not satisfied with your performance, you should know what it means."

Dong Jun frowned, lightly tapped his jade feet, and floated directly in front of Moon God, looking straight into her eyes and said, "You'd better recognize your identity, and stop using Your Excellency Dong Huang to oppress me."

In the Yin Yang family, they went from being the most ordinary disciples to where they are today. They are equally amazing and talented. Although they have never faced each other head-on, they have long regarded each other (Li's) as rivals.

"I have already brought the words, Mr. Dongjun, please take care of yourself."

After Luna finished speaking, she stopped looking at Dong Jun, and she floated away from the roof.

Dongjun said indifferently: "You'd better leave my affairs alone!"

Hearing Dong Jun's words, Luna hummed softly from a distance, and after a few breaths, he disappeared over the waste area.into the endless moonlit night.

The waste garden fell silent.

Only the low chirping of night insects can be heard.

Standing on the top of the eaves, Dongjun, who is so overwhelmed by the country and the city, stares at the moonlight in a daze. Three thousand blue hairs flutter in the wind, which is breathtakingly beautiful, just like a fairy in a painting.

In her mind, the figure of a boy in white appeared.

They met for the first time in the General's Mansion in South Korea, and only he, who was in the top three, actually fought against Ji Wuye without falling behind.

Chapter 100 Return to the Mansion (1/3)

He is usually as gentle and gentle as jade, like a modest gentleman, but when he fights with others, he is extremely overbearing and tyrannical, even she who is in the realm of mythology is afraid of him.

"What kind of person is he?"

Dong Jun let out a long sigh, with a very complicated expression on his face, "Your Excellency Dong Huang let me approach him for the great cause of the Yin Yang family, what's wrong with me?"

Thoughts were chaotic in his mind, and Dongjun didn't dare to think about it.

Immediately, with a light tap of Yuzu, she left the cornice under the bright moon, and flew towards the location of the Han family.

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The night is dim and the evening breeze is blowing.

The two stone lions in front of the gate of the Han Mansion are majestic and majestic, and the red lanterns under the eaves sway in the night wind, emitting a soft halo.

law law...

A large chariot drove up to the gate of the Han Mansion, the driver reined in the reins, the horse neighed, and the heavy carriage stopped at the gate.

The old butler, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, showed a joyful smile, hurried to the carriage and opened the curtain respectfully.

"Sir, you are finally back."

"Well, during my absence, how is the mansion?"

Han Chen stepped out of the carriage, stood in front of the mansion, looked at his mansion, and asked the old housekeeper.

The old housekeeper said: "When Mister was traveling in Korea, Lord Li Si often came over and asked me to take care of the courtyard and often bring urgently needed things."

"He has a heart, and he is worthy of my cultivation."

After hearing what the old housekeeper said, Han Chen nodded in satisfaction.

"Sir, Mr. Li Si was ordered to go out on business, so he can't enter the mansion to pay homage. It will probably take a few days before he can return to Xianyang." The old housekeeper said.

"okay, I get it."

Han Chen stepped lightly, stepping on bricks and stones, and walked into the mansion.

Later, he learned from the old housekeeper that Master Xun, Fu Nian, and Yan Lu knew that he was back, and they were already waiting in the hall at this moment, and that Gan Luo, Yan Lingji and others were also there, so he walked towards the hall.

At this time, in the hall.

Xun Kuang was sitting on the north seat, Fu Nian and Yan Lu were standing on the left and right, Yan Lingji, Sheng Qi, Wu Shuang Gui and others were in front of them.

"Sheng Qi, I met Senior Xun Kuang."

In the brightly lit hall, a burly Sheng Qi stood in the center of the room, clasped his fists respectfully, and saluted Xun Kuang in his seat.

Xun Kuang is a strong man in the realm of mythology and a Confucian patriarch, whether it is virtue or cultivation, Sheng Qi admires him very much.

"Little friend Shengqi, you don't need to be too polite."

Xun Kuang looked around the hall with a kind face and said with a smile: "Yanlingji, Wushuanggui, Moya, Baifeng, Gan Luo has told me about you, and since you join Mr. People, sit down, don't be restrained (bb)."

"Yes, Master Xun."

Everyone sat down.

Confucianism has a profound foundation and masters come forth in large numbers. There is no need to explain how strong Xun Kuang is.The unfathomable cultivation of Fu Nian, the head of Confucianism alone, made everyone admire him very much.

At this time Gan Luo ran in and said to Xun Kuang, "Master, the master is here."

Xun Kuang stood up immediately, walked towards the door step by step, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I'm finally back."

Outside the door, the imposing Han Chen stepped into the hall, stood in front of Xun Kuang, smiled and said, "Master, I've been waiting for a long time."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." Xun Kuang's face was full of kindness.

After exchanging greetings, everyone sat back in the hall again.

Xun Kuang and Han Chen sat across from each other.

Fu Nian and Yan Lu stood beside Xun Kuang.

Yanlingji, Wushuanggui, Shengqi, Mo Ya and others stood beside Han Chen.

Everyone was smiling, and the atmosphere in the room was easy-going, just like coming home, everyone was very relaxed.

"I heard that my husband was attacked by assassins when he was in South Korea, and now he is safe and sound, and his cultivation level has improved. I can finally rest assured." Xun Kuang said while looking at Han Chen.

Han Chen smiled lightly, and didn't mention the assassination, but said: "After Han left Qin, all the things about teaching the prince fell on the master. I'm really ashamed."

Xun Kuang stroked his beard with a smile, and said kindly: "Fu Nian and Yan Lu are responsible for teaching the prince to read, the old man only goes there occasionally."

Han Chen nodded with a smile, and said, "Gan Luo traveled with me to South Korea. After several life and death experiences, he has now reached the acquired state. It won't take long for him to enter the innate state."

"It's so good, it's so good." Xun Kuang smiled.

Among the contemporary disciples of Confucianism, Gan Luo is the most intelligent and the first among the younger generation. Now that he is successful in cultivation, both civil and military, there are Confucian successors, of course Xun Kuang is happy.

At this time Xun Kuang said: "In a few days, it will be September. Every year at this time, a grand ceremony will be held in Xiaoshengxian Village to pay homage to the sages of Confucius and Mencius. God blesses Confucianism and has been passed down through the ages."

Han Chen nodded: "The Autumn Sacrifice Ceremony is the flourishing age of my Confucianism, and it is indeed to be held grandly."

As the contemporary head of Confucianism, Fu Nian presided over the Autumn Sacrifice Ceremony, so he immediately stood up and said, "Sir, September is approaching, and the journey is far away. The date of return has been confirmed, just ten days later."

Worshiping Confucius and Mencius is a major event, and all Confucian disciples must attend.

Hearing this, Han Chen nodded.

"Okay, I will send someone to tell the king tomorrow, and we will set off to return to Qilu in ten days."

"Speaking of which, we have been in Qin State for more than half a year. Little Shengxian Village has been left unattended all year round. After all, it still doesn't work. We should go back and have a look."

There are countless classics in the little sage village, which cannot be lost.

Fu Nian said: "What Mr. said is true."

In the following time, everyone talked for a while.

It will soon be late at night.

Han Chen ordered: "It's not early, you've been tired all day, go back to your room and rest."

Afterwards, Xun Kuang took Fu Nian and Yan Lu to leave the Han Mansion and returned to their respective mansions.

Yan Lingji, Wu Shuanggui and others also had their own rooms in the mansion, and returned to their rooms one after another.

call out!

Han Chen left the hall and appeared in the backyard.

When he came to the door of the stone room, he shook his head and smiled: "I haven't been back to the secret room for several months, even the door frame is covered with dust."

The servants cleaned the huge mansion spotlessly, but they dared not enter the private practice room alone, so it was full of dust.

Han Chen pushed the door and walked into the secret room, with a light wave of his sleeve.

call!

The air suddenly trembled, and a strong wind blew in the secret room.

All the dust was swept away and flew to the outside of the door, and the room was completely new.

"Finally clean, that's about it."