The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Looking at the departing carriage, Gongsun Hong shook his head and turned to order: "Notify everyone to stop all actions. Secretly order all branches along the way not to disturb Qingsong."

After the Wudimen disciples standing aside took the order and left, Dugu Feng asked angrily and puzzled: "Why, Senior Brother?"

Gongsun Hong shook his head and explained...

"Qingsong will not take these tricks seriously at all. Instead, he will look down on us and Master."

"Moreover, Master is a person who will only fight Qingsong fairly. It's okay that Master doesn't know now. Once he knows, he will definitely punish you."

Dugu Feng thought about it, and could only stamp his feet angrily and turn away. Gongsun Hong followed helplessly.

Sure enough, from then on, until Qingsong and his party moved into the Wudimen branch under Yuhuangding, they did not encounter any external interference.

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The next day, Lun Wan'er and Yun Feiyang saw Yan Chongtian with a big bump on his forehead, as if he had grown two horns, and they burst out laughing on the spot.

"Laugh, laugh, is it that funny?" Yan Chongtian said with an indignant look.

The two looked at each other and nodded in unison, which made Yan Chongtian even more depressed. In the end, it was Lun Wan'er who acted coquettishly and cutely, and then coaxed Yan Chongtian.

Looking at Yan Chongtian, who was sometimes shrewd and sometimes childish, Yun Feiyang also sighed that he couldn't understand it!

After having dinner with Yan Chongtian, Yun Feiyang looked at the two and said, "Master, Wan'er, I'm going down the mountain too."

After these words came out, the two were silent. Lun Wan'er hesitated and said, "Feiyang, are you going to..."

Yan Chongtian frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, brat? Didn't I tell you that when Qingsong comes back, he will accept you as his apprentice?"

Yun Feiyang smiled and said indifferently...

"I have let go of whether I can worship Chongzhen. Master, Wan'er, you should let go too."

"Besides, my medical skills have reached a bottleneck recently. I have to go down the mountain to see. Without practical training, it is just talk on paper."

"I have been in the mountains for so many years and have never seen the outside world. It's good to go out and take a look while I'm still young."

Yan Chongtian said, "There are so many people on the mountain, where there are not enough for you to practice. I will catch those people and line them up one by one for you to practice."

Yun Feiyang smiled and shook his head.

"Feiyang, will you...will you come back?" Lun Wan'er asked hesitantly, not knowing what she felt in her heart.

Yun Feiyang nodded and said, "You and Master Uncle are still here. I will definitely come back to see you."

Hearing this, Lun Wan'er turned around and ran out. Yun Feiyang just sighed and stood up to leave.

Yan Chongtian scolded, "You stinky boy, don't you think about it, what will happen to Wan'er if you leave?"

Yun Feiyang smiled and said...

"It's impossible for Wan'er and I to be together. Master Uncle, don't you understand what Master Uncle Chisong is like? How could he allow Wan'er to marry me?"

"Does Wan'er have to choose between her father and me? How could Wan'er let go of Master Uncle Chisong?"

Looking at Yun Feiyang's departing back, Yan Chongtian cursed angrily, "What kind of world is this!" In his excited mood, he slapped the bed board fiercely, but he didn't expect that his internal strength would recover at this time. With the flow of true energy, he slapped the wooden bed with one palm.

He turned around and cared about how his martial arts were restored, but put this matter aside. Perhaps for him, the love between two young children was not as important as Chongzhen.

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Time passed quickly until the early morning.

The drum sounded at midnight, and Yun Feiyang, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, opened his eyes, quietly changed into a black nightgown, and flashed towards Yan Chongtian's residence.

The night wind blew past, and Yun Feiyang seemed like a wisp of green smoke in the quiet back mountain, as light as a flying goose, as fast as lightning. Looking carefully, there were no footprints on the ground, only a little mark every ten feet or so, which would be ignored if you didn't pay attention.

As light as nothing, it landed in Yan Chongtian's courtyard. Yun Feiyang waved his hand, and a thread of true qi flew out, rolling up the small stones on the ground, and bounced on the window with a "dong" sound.

"Who?" Yan Chongtian woke up immediately after hearing the voice, but unfortunately no one answered outside the house. Just when he thought he was being suspicious, the closed wooden door was quietly pushed open.

Looking up, there was only the night wind and the shadowy woods in the distance, which looked gloomy and terrifying in the night. Although no one was seen, Yan Chongtian knew that someone was coming.

He snorted coldly, got up and walked outside the house, and saw the man in black under the moonlight, and asked, "Who are you?"

Yun Feiyang shook his head and did not answer. He just waved his hand, and dense and endless invisible silk threads gushed out, coveringYan Chongtian was tied up.

Countless silk threads passed through the acupuncture points, blocking the acupuncture points of Yan Chongtian's whole body one by one, and then went straight into the Dantian Qi Sea.

The next moment, the two different true qi confronting each other in the Dantian felt the pressure of the external true qi at the same time, and wanted to rush out of the Dantian instantly, but unfortunately, Yan Chongtian's meridians were already filled with dense silk-like true qi.

Yan Chongtian's true qi was about to rush out, and it was absorbed by countless silk threads like tentacles! He groaned, and his pupils shrank instantly, obviously feeling the loss of his own true qi.

The next moment, Yun Feiyang's silk-like true qi that went straight into Yan Chongtian's body was divided into two, one part of which turned into a sharp sword thread, separating Yan Chongtian's two true qi, and suppressing the part of it belonging to the Tiancan true qi in the Dantian and not letting it out. The rest of the silk-like true qi automatically wove into a grid along Yan Chongtian's meridians, forming a hollow pipe.

The part of the true qi that did not belong to the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art instantly passed through the meridians along the "pipeline". During the process, countless tentacles stretched out from the grid to divide and disintegrate this part of the true qi.

As soon as Yan Chongtian felt the flow of the true qi in his body, he felt that the total amount of true qi was constantly decreasing. He couldn't help but burst his eyes, but unfortunately, Yun Feiyang completely ignored it.

And Yan Chongtian's part of the true qi did not run for long before it was absorbed by the tentacle-like silk thread. At this time, Yan Chongtian's body was left with only the Heavenly Silkworm true qi that rushed left and right to escape the blockage.

Yun Feiyang raised his hands, and more Heavenly Silkworm true qi turned into silk threads to protect Yan Chongtian's meridians. The next moment, as Yun Feiyang released the restrictions, the Heavenly Silkworm true qi in Yan Chongtian's body was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and began to wreak havoc in Yan Chongtian's body.

Unfortunately, with Yun Feiyang's protection, no matter how noisy the true qi in Yan Chongtian's body was, it could not hurt Yan Chongtian.

"Don't hesitate, start to circulate the true qi." Yun Feiyang said in a hoarse voice.

At this time, Yan Chongtian had already felt the changes in his body. Although he didn't know whether it was good or bad, this was the time when he had the most hope to recover his martial arts in recent years, so he no longer hesitated.

As Yan Chongtian began to circulate the true qi, the true qi that was originally like a wild horse was gradually tamed and began to flow according to the mind method. After two cycles, the true qi completely returned to the dantian.

Yan Chongtian jumped up and flew up five feet in the air. After landing, he looked at his hands with a happy face, waved his hands casually, and a stream of true qi shot out, blasting a hole in the courtyard wall.

"My martial arts have been restored! My martial arts have been restored!" Yan Chongtian was full of joy. When he went to look for him again, the man in black had disappeared.