Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 42 Weakness
There was no dust accumulation in the house, and Donnie Yen was still in retreat next door.

Fu Yu took off the jade bracelet.

A little girl in her teens, after three years of growth, her appearance should change a lot.

But time seemed to stop at the moment when Fu Yu opened the child rearing technique.

Fortunately, she did not miss this opportunity, and at the same time, she became more and more curious about her current identity.

Even if, as Ellie said, this body is a mixed blood of 桫椤 and other races, but what does it have to do with yourself?

It's really confusing.
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In the Floating Light Continent, the period before the Yuanqi era was the ancient repair period, and the latter was the Taoist repair period.

According to unofficial records, in the ancient period of cultivation, there was no distinction between demons and demons, the family developed prosperously, and there were only a few sects.

However, as the differences between the three ways became prominent, many Daoist cultivators died in the hands of demons and demon cultivators. Dao cultivators in the Floating Light Continent crossed the family and slowly combined in the form of sects in order to strengthen the power of Daomen.

After tens of thousands of years, the strength of the sect became stronger and stronger, and gradually developed into the current pattern.

But even if the sect is powerful, there are always very few families that survive.

Compared with the other three domains, the family power in the southern domain is relatively complete, with the Gu, Song, and Chen families as the head, followed by the Zhang family, which is a family of talismans.

The ancestor of the Zhang family was originally a talisman shop clerk, and by chance, he was accepted as a disciple by a talisman maker.

After thousands of years of development, the Zhang family is no longer what it used to be.

The houses are row upon row, covering an area of ​​more than 100 acres. Looking down from a high altitude, you will find that the building complex is in a ring shape, and a big house in the center is particularly eye-catching.

The main residence of Zhang Family Center.

Seeing Zhang Yu coming in, Zhenjun Lingfeng waved his hand and asked the maids who were serving Ran Kodan to retreat.

"Ancestor."

Even though the woman was wearing cyan casual clothes, the graceful curves of her body were unmistakably revealed when she bent over for the salute. Her long hair was casually rolled into a dwarf cum, and the light blue hair band between her bowed heads hung down beside her cheeks, adding a bit of playfulness.

The woman in the red dress on the high couch blew on Kou Dan, who had not yet dried out, and then looked at the woman in front of him.

"Although I didn't say it to you, you should know what it means to return with me this time?"

The woman in Tsing Yi raised her head, and it seemed that the moonstone on the hall wall dimmed a little in an instant.

I saw that his skin was congealed, his eyebrows were phoenix eyes, and a red mole the size of a grain of rice at the corner of his eye brought a bit of enchantment to his originally beautiful and refined face.

Zhang Yu was about to speak, but although he saw that there was no worry on the face of Zhenjun Lingfeng, he still comforted: "The ancestors don't have to worry too much, but also need to look at the grandson's own good fortune."

True Monarch Lingfeng chuckled, "Just like a monkey like you, you don't have a straight face all day long."

There was a bit of anger in the words.

If other disciples in the clan saw that the always solemn and noble ancestor was so close and easy-going, they would be shocked.

Huh, it doesn't seem to be sulking.

Zhang Yu was slightly relieved.

Zhenjun Lingfeng summoned Zhang Yu to the front, pulled her to sit on the edge of the couch, and said softly:

"You should know that the clan is weak now, and the clan without the support of the sect is like the fat of the tiger's mouth.

Since the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, which clan has not been trembling with fear, even though the three families of Gu, Song and Chen are called clans, in fact, they have already become the supporters of the Yunwu Sect.

Do you know why my sect has been able to be reluctantly independent until now? "

Zhang Yu nodded, this question was something she had to think about and learn from her childhood.

"Foreign recruitment, inward shock."

Zhenjun Lingfeng shook his head: "

We haven't really been able to act as a deterrent, but the other party has concerns.

As for foreign aid, my monks have always respected their strength, and any foreign aid may be unreliable at times.

It is impossible to grow up by being self-defeating, and the family background is far less than that of the big sect, so I want you to worship the sect, what do you think? "

Zhang Yu was surprised: "Cloud Mist Sect?"

The Zhang family has not had any disciples in the Cloud Mist Sect for so many years.

Zhenjun Lingfeng shook his head, looking to the north: "Would you like to go to the Northern Territory?"

A long back flashed in Zhang Yu's mind, that man once traveled to the Eastern Region alone.

A passion surged in her heart: "Grandson is willing to go!"

Then, as if thinking of something, Zhang Yu showed a worried look on his face: "It's just that you rejected Zhenjun Qi Yan of the Cloud Mist Sect on the grounds that you wanted to teach me personally. If I really worshipped the Northern Territory, wouldn't it be..."

Zhenjun Lingfeng's face suddenly froze: "At that time, Zhang Yu was not Zhang Yu, what did he do to my Zhang family in the Southern Region?
Zhang Yu lowered his eyes.

I don’t know how long the old ancestor thought about this idea. She has too many things on her body, and she can no longer think too much about me and be worried.

Zhang Yu encouraged himself, and when he spoke again, his tone was brisk but decisive: "Yu'er will live up to your high hopes!"
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Monster Forest.

Fu Yu waved out a wood attribute spiritual power.

"Ah-"

Fei Xiong bared his teeth and rushed towards the little human girl.

The reason why the flying bear is called a flying bear is not because it can fly, but because it has excellent bouncing power; its tail hair is long and fluffy, and it flutters vigorously when it jumps in the forest, just like flying.

Fu Yu ran the movement technique and quickly dodged.

But this intermediate-level Fei Xiong is very cunning. When passing by Fu Yu, his long tail wrapped around Fu Yu's arm, and he turned around and swung with a claw.

Well done!
Fu Yu turned his body slightly to the side, the fire aura wrapped his right hand, and punched the bear claw directly.

"Yeah! Woe uh-"

The exuberant and fluffy fur of the flying bear is extremely flammable, which will make you roll around in fear.

Fu Yu smiled slightly. If you understand the habits and characteristics of monsters, you can deal with them with half the effort.

Seeing Fei Xiong howling miserably and about to jump into the jungle, Fu Yu took off Bai Long on his back, and shot out a spirit arrow condensed with fire spirit power.

"Ugh!!"

Uh...the shot missed.

Fei Xiong screamed, but the expected burning pain did not come. It was stunned for a moment, then turned to see Fu Yu pulling the bowstring again, and was so frightened that it hurried to escape.

Fei Xiong was very fast, and before Fu Yu could shoot the second arrow, he drowned in the low bushes.

Still have to practice.

Fu Yu was helpless. Just as he was about to take back Bai Long, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a colorful bird standing on a branch. With a move in his heart, the arrow turned and shot straight out.

The spiritual arrow passed through Caiyu Bird's body, and after two breaths, it turned into aura and dissipated into the air.

Iroha bird didn't know that he was combing his feathers on the branches until he died, why he suddenly couldn't feel himself.

Fu Yu walked under the tree, bent over to pick up the bird on the ground, and suddenly stopped.

A feather of arrow brushed across her cheek.

"Put that bird down!"

Fu Yu picked up Caiyu Bird, got up and looked at a man and a woman who were walking towards him.

The woman held a white bow in her hand, wore a pink coat, and wore a double flat bun. She looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she was quite delicate.

The man was holding a quiver in his hand, wearing a water-green Taoist robe, and looked handsome.

"I told you to put down that bird!"

One has three levels of qi training, and the other has six levels of qi training.

Without further ado, Fu Yu turned around and left.

"Senior brother, look at her." The female nun, who was so disregarded by a little girl, consciously lost face, stomped her feet, and angrily raised her bow at Fu Yu's back.

(End of this chapter)