Jun Youyun

Chapter 169
On the official road, a carriage is driving fast, but what is surprising is that there is no driver on the carriage, and there is a strange aura from a distance.But the people in the carriage were extremely excited.

"Master Daojun, what kind of kung fu is this? Can you teach me how to make this horse drive by itself? Then I won't have to drive so hard when I drive in the future." Feng Zuojun asked urgently while beating Daojun's back road.

Xie Yuling lifted the curtain and looked at the front of the carriage carefully, only feeling a faint purple light shining.

Daojun shook his head: "This is not martial arts, this is Taoism."

"Taoism?" Fengzuo Jun was taken aback, "Can I learn it?"

"Learning martial arts depends on talent, and learning Taoism also depends on Huigen. I look at Mr. Feng..." Daojun turned his head and looked at Mr. Fengzuo carefully.

Feng Zuo-jun was full of anticipation: "How?"

"It's still more suitable for practicing martial arts." Daojun said with a smile.

"Sigh." Feng Zuo Jun sighed, "It's all my fault for being too talented in martial arts."

Xie Yuling sneered: "No wonder you live so happily, you can turn all words into words of praise for you."

Feng Zuo-jun took a sip of water: "At least not as tired as you are."

"You two have a very good relationship." Daojun said with emotion.

"No, the two of us are lifelong enemies." Fengzuo Jun said quietly, "I knew from the first time I met him in the school that if anyone in this generation can be compared to me, then it must be him."

Xie Yuling also took a sip of water: "Is this a compliment?"

"This is a challenge." Fengzuo Jun raised his eyebrows, "By the way, Lord Daoist, does Xie Yuling have the wisdom to practice Taoism?"

Daojun shook his head and said: "To practice Taoism, you must enter the Taoism. Only when your heart is empty can you gain the Tao. Mr. Xie is too worried."

Xie Yuling lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Lord Daojun, for your teaching."

"I can't teach you much. You've been hesitant to speak along the way. If you really want to ask, you might as well just ask." Daojun said lightly.

Xie Yuling hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Master Daojun stopped Gun Saint from going to Castlevania a few days ago, did Lord Daoist win that battle?"

Daojun nodded: "Of course I won."

"What happened to the Spear Saint?" Xie Yuling asked.

"I won, but I was seriously injured. He lost, so naturally he won't get better. He has no power to fight again in three months, so he can only go back to the south of the Yangtze River to recuperate." Daojun replied.

"What about three months later?" Xie Yuling said in a deep voice.

"The gun master's martial art is much stronger than it was back then. From what I see, it is close to Ning Qingcheng's strength back then. Although he was injured in this battle with me, it is very likely that he can rely on this battle to climb up again. First floor. Although Mr. Xie is very talented in martial arts and has to meet a famous teacher, but within ten years, there will be no chance." Daojun sighed softly.

Xie Yuling pondered for a long time: "Ten years is too long."

"What if you add me?" Feng Zuo Jun asked with a smile.

"Young Master Feng has quite the demeanor of your father, and now he has been taught by the Demon City Master. If you add Young Master Feng, five years will be enough." Daojun said slowly.

Feng Zuojun patted Xie Yuling's shoulder: "Let's call Su Baiyi again, then I guess it will be another year, and if I give Su Baiyi another medicine, it will probably be another two years, don't worry, Not a big problem."

Daojun gave a thumbs up: "Young Master Feng, you are really a good brother."

While talking, another carriage drove past them.

Daojun glared suddenly, stretched out a finger, and lightly reprimanded: "Stop!"

A purple light flashed outside the carriage, and the carriage stopped after taking a few steps forward.

On the passing carriage, the driver was already trembling with fright. Just now he saw that the carriage was unmanned and was already scared enough, but as soon as he passed by it, the unmanned carriage stopped suddenly, and he could only He could shake the rein frantically to make the horse in front of him run faster, but after a long time of shaking, he realized that the horse in front of him had been circling in place for a long time, and finally turned around and ran to the side of the unmanned carriage.The coachman was trembling with fright, and murmured in a low voice: "Damn it, damn it."

A little Taoist boy walked out of the carriage, looked at the carriage beside him, but his expression was delighted, and he exclaimed: "Master!"

"Master?" Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun looked at each other.

Daojun sighed softly: "Who allowed you to sneak down the mountain?"

"Master!" The little boy jumped onto the carriage, opened the curtain and rushed in, and threw himself into Daojun's arms, "Master, it's really great that you are fine."

"Master is Daojun, what can be the matter?" Daojun rubbed the head of Xiaodaotong.

"This child, he said he had a dream. He dreamed that something happened to you, so he took me down the mountain together." Another child opened the curtain and walked in. The child seemed to be about the same age as the Xiaodao boy. There is a sense of maturity in the words.

"So it's from Mount Qingcheng." Feng Zuo Jun heaved a sigh of relief.

The little boy glanced at Feng Zuo Jun and Xie Yuling, and said in a surprised tone, "Why are you here?"

"Child, do you recognize us?" Fengzuo Jun stretched out his hand and scratched the boy's head, then looked at Xie Yuling, "Your four big families' children?"

Xie Yuling frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "It does look familiar, but I can't remember it."

"It's against you!" The boy turned Feng Zuo Jun's hand over, "I don't even recognize your master?"

Xie Yuling suddenly realized: "Mr. Confucian Saint!"

"Confucian... Confucian saint?" Fengzuo Jun grinned in pain, "Didn't you grow up like us last time? Why are you a child now?"

Dongfang Xiaoyue let go of her hand, and said helplessly, "Can't I go back to my youth?"

"Hey, sir, you won't be a baby next time I see you, sir?" Feng Zuo Jun waved his hands.

"Crow mouth." Dongfang Xiaoyue knocked Fengzuo Jun on the head, then looked at Daojun, "Why are you with these two boys?"

Daojun smiled and said: "I originally thought that I was going down the mountain just for a casual stroll, but I didn't expect to meet Wang Yi and Xing He. After two consecutive fights, half a foot stepped into the gate of hell. Your disciples are here to send me off. Go back to Mount Qingcheng."

"So that's how it is." Dongfang Xiaoyue stepped forward to hold Daojun's wrist, and said in a deep voice after a long time, "It's a good thing you met us here, otherwise you might not be able to survive Mount Qingcheng."

Mo Chen nodded and said, "Master, I will heal your wounds now."

Daojun waved his hand: "Don't be in a hurry, you won't die yet, go to the town ahead and find an inn to rest for a while."

Dongfang Xiaoyue turned her head and asked Feng Zuojun, "Where are Xi'er and Su Baiyi?"

"Mr. Hui, they are escorted by Mr. Zhou Zhengjun to Weilong Mountain. We made an appointment to meet at the foot of the mountain." Xie Yuling replied.

"Since you are injured, it seems that I still have to go." Dongfang Xiaoyue frowned.

"No, you and I can't go." Daojun reached out and touched Mo Chen's head, "Since you have gone down the mountain, then this time you can go for the teacher."

(End of this chapter)