Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 762 In fact, there is no reason. Everything in the world is greater than what I am happy with.

Han Tianba smiled and said:

"If anything, it's just a few extra sets of bowls and chopsticks. Compared with the life-saving grace, it's not even a drop in the bucket. Mr. Tong, feel free to stay."

After chatting for a while, they agreed to have a good drink tonight, and then left with Zhao Yun.

Yang Jiao looked at the two people leaving, and the origin of Han Batian came to mind. He was Yan'er, the maid of Long Ze and his wife, and was now the husband of Long Po.

On the first day of their wedding, something happened to the Long family. Long Po, with the instructions of Long Ze and his wife, sent Tong Bo to the Queen of Water Moon Cave and kept his name anonymous.

But Han Tianba had no regrets and had been waiting in the abandoned old house of the Long family for many years.

On the other side, Han Batian brought Zhao Yun to the lobby and said leisurely:

"Xiaoyun, you have really grown into a big girl."

Zhao Yun said without knowing why:

"Dad, what do you mean?"

Han Batian's eyes narrowed:

"I don't even care about you. Did you bring Tongjiao home because of the grace of saving your life and your wish for blood?"

When Zhao Yun heard this, he lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to look directly into his father's eyes. He hesitated for a while before saying:

"I just saw that he was too good-looking. I also heard that this was his first time away from home. I thought about the unpredictable nature of human nature in the world, and he brought such a clan member with him, so I felt soft-hearted and brought him back."

Han Batian waved his hand:

"Okay, if I were my daughter's family, if I saw such a magnificent man, regardless of whether he had the grace to save his life, or whether he had unfathomable martial arts and regenerative medical skills, I would try my best to bring him home."

When Zhao Yun heard this, his pretty face showed a look of shame and annoyance:

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Han Tianba said earnestly:

"Dad, this is a reminder to you. Beauty hurts your body and mind. If you really can't control it, remember not to force it. It's best to follow your previous request for a husband."

Zhao Yun stared:

"father!"

Han Tianba immediately surrendered:

"Just know it yourself. Dad will go to the shop first and won't tell you anything."

Zhao Yun suddenly stopped him:

"Tong Jiao told me before that when Doudou sneaked into Yujian Villa, he met another member of his clan who wanted to steal Ruyi's blood. The situation was urgent at that time, and he was safely taken out of Yujian Villa by his clansmen. After a few Day, you will return safely."

Han Batian nodded, expressed his knowledge, and walked away.

During tea time, Zhao Yun couldn't help but wanted to go find Yang Jiao, but Yang Jiao came to his door instead.

"Miss Zhao, I saw last night that your skills were not very good. Why don't I teach you a set of Qing Kung Fu? If there is any danger, you can get out of it in time."

Zhao Yun's eyes turned and he asked doubtfully:

"For no reason, why did Young Master Tong teach me Qing Kung Fu? Could it be that he wants to leave?"

Yang Jiao spoke calmly:

"I'm new to your place and I'm not familiar with it, so I just wanted to ask Miss Zhao to help me find someone."

Zhao Yun felt inexplicably relieved and smiled sweetly:

"I'm just looking for someone, why should Mr. Tong be so polite?"

Yang Jiao's tone left no room for doubt:

"One code equals another. Taking Miss Zhao's blood Ruyi is no longer justified. How can I ask for it again without thinking about repayment."

"Miss Zhao's skills are not very deep, so Qing Gong that requires deep internal strength is not suitable. I happen to have a set of Qing Gong that does not require deep internal strength, and its name is "Lingbo Weibu"."

"Based on the eighty-eight and sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes, you only need to step on the hexagrams in a specific order to perform them, and practice internal strength by moving the exercises. If you step on the sixty-four hexagrams for a week, your internal strength will naturally increase. It has been turned around for a week, so every time you walk, your internal strength will improve."

Zhao Yun had never heard of this kind of Qing Gong that could actually increase internal strength, so he quickly refused:

"This sounds like a rare and unique light kung fu in the world. I'm afraid it's a secret martial art passed down in Young Master Tong's family. I..."

Yang Jiao chuckled: "Believe it or not, Miss Zhao, I can create seven or eight sets of this Qing Gong with just a thought."

In an instant, Zhao Yun was shocked into a state of confusion whether by the smile that suddenly appeared on Yang Jiao's face or by the words he said.

Yang Jiao continued calmly:

"Miss Zhao, don't you believe it? Last night I saw you used to use strange weapons like ropes and silk. It just so happens that I also have a light skill that uses this to fly through the void."

"When it is used, it can be raised up to ten or twenty feet. The silver needle at the top of the rope, no matter it is nailed to something, people will follow it immediately. In the blink of an eye, it is dozens of feet away, coming and going as fast as a ghost. "

Having said this, he stretched out his hand:

"Miss Zhao, can I take a look at your weapon?"

After Zhao Yun came to his senses, he couldn't help but take out the coils of rope from his sleeves and put them on Yang Jiao's palm.

"It's tough, but unfortunately it's not enough." As Yang Jiao spoke, the white rope radiated a deep light. Within a few breaths, the light dissipated, and the color of the rope turned into a transparent color that almost disappeared.

He handed it to Zhao Yun:

"Okay, as long as you are not the kind of peerless magic weapon in the world, you can be invulnerable to swords. Now I will teach you "Lingbo Weibu" first."

Zhao Yun looked at Yang Jiao blankly and couldn't help but ask:

"Why are you so nice to me? Do you understand that the Qing Kung you are talking about, whether it was created by you or not, is a peerless martial art that can only be found in the world. It is also a magical skill that countless martial arts people do not hesitate to save their lives."

Yang Jiao laughed:

"Didn't I already tell you that I want to ask Miss Zhao to help me find someone? I don't have any extra money, so I have to use my martial arts as a reward."

"If I have to give you one reason, it's that I think it would be a pity for someone with your appearance to not have martial arts to match."

Seeing that Zhao Yun was still staring at him closely, he said helplessly:

"Actually, there is no reason. Everything in the world is more than what I am happy to do. Seeing that you have a good eye for me, and I happen to have something to ask of you, I will teach you martial arts."

Zhao Yun's eyebrows moved slightly and he joked:

"Then who is this person, worthy of Young Master Tong's investment? Could it be Young Master Tong's sweetheart?"

Yang Jiao raised his eyelids:

"Miss Zhao is joking. His name is Men Daqi. He runs a sword-making workshop. His ancestors have been famous sword-making masters for generations. However, he is the most incompetent, which has led to the decline of the family. He should have a daughter."

"Knowing this, I wonder if Miss Zhao can find him as soon as possible."

Zhao Yun got the answer he wanted, his bright eyes slightly curved, and he looked confident:

"The information is so detailed. I'll find someone to inquire about it, and I'll probably find it tomorrow."

Yang Jiao nodded:

"Hurry up and take this rope. I'll hand over the Qing Gong to you first. With your martial arts skills, I don't know how you got the courage to sneak into Yujian Villa. If Yin Zhong shows off his power without any scruples, I will Stay away."

Zhao Yun asked curiously:

"Is his martial arts better than yours? Before, I only heard that Yin Zhong was known as the Immortal Sai, saying that he would never get hurt, get sick, or even have to sleep."

Yang Jiao replied:

"These rumors are all true. Moreover, he is still seriously injured and cannot even display one-tenth of his true strength. Do you think I am his opponent?"

When Zhao Yun heard this, his pupils trembled, and his face was full of fear.

(End of this chapter)