Fight Po: Opening Auction Qinglian Dixinhuo

In the vast world, somewhere in a mountain range.

A young man in gorgeous robes was waving a long sword in his hand. The sword energy was soaring in the clouds, and it suddenly shot out like a thunderbolt.

Immediately, an earth-shaking aura erupted.

"Little guy, it's time for us to go back. The master of the pavilion just sent us news, ordering us to return to Dengtian Pavilion."

Linglong landed smoothly on the ground, clasped her hands on her chest, and looked at Li Muchen in front of her lightly.

Li Muchen took back his long sword, raised his head and took a sip of wine. He turned sideways and looked at the beautiful mother not far away and said: "Mom, why are you all urging me? Besides, it's nice here. It's quiet and perfect for practicing swordsmanship." What a great place.”

Linglong shook her head helplessly, strode over, pinched Li Muchen's cheek and said, "You brat, you've been away from home for so long, and you haven't said anything about going back. You don't want to go home, and I still miss home. "

Li Muchen felt pain and said, "Mom, you miss my dad, right?"

"You kid, don't you think I'll teach you a lesson?"

Li Muchen chuckled, dodged immediately and said softly: "Mom, let's go back tomorrow. I'll say goodbye to the teacher."

Linglong nodded slightly. She had been away from Dengtian Pavilion for so long, and she didn't know how Dengtian Pavilion was doing now, so she still wanted to go back and take a look when she had time.

If he wasn't worried about this brat, he might have gone back long ago.

Linglong looked towards the distance and saw a young man in white drinking tea in his hand elegantly and casually, waving the folding fan in his hand from time to time, so happy.

"Mr. Confucian Sage, please come back with me. The master of the pavilion often mentions you."

The young man in white shook his head and said: "Forget it, I still like this kind of quieter place. If there is a chance in the future, I will go to Dengtian Pavilion."

Linglong didn't say anything else. Since Mr. Confucian Sheng was unwilling to go to Dengtian Pavilion, she could only take Li Muchen back.

But if I go back this time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to leave.

Linglong actually didn't want to leave the Pavilion Master, but this was an order given by the Pavilion Master. As the Dengtian Pavilion's protector, how could she refuse.

I can only agree unconditionally.

"Mom, you go and rest first, I'm going to practice sword practice."

"Okay, just prepare in advance and don't forget the agreement between us."

Linglong shook her head helplessly. Mu Chen was the little guy she had grown up watching, and now that so many years have passed, he has grown up.

It seems it's time to find a marriage for him, otherwise it wouldn't be the case if he was here all the time.

Besides, Dengtian Pavilion still needs someone to inherit it. If marriage can be used to contain this little guy, it is also a good choice.

However, Li Muchen does not want to get married. His character is almost the same as Mr. Confucian Sage. He wants to travel the entire world and learn more profound techniques.

Only by constantly practicing can you find the missing part in your life.The more you read, the more your mood will change.

As the saying goes, if you walk a lot and see a lot, your state of mind will change. You will notice what you didn't notice before, and you will understand what you couldn't understand before. With this state of mind, when you draw your sword, it will come naturally. It just came out.Li Muchen seemed to have integrated into the sword's will, becoming the sword himself and cutting off all the sky.

In his current state of mind, he naturally cannot let go of his obsessions. Maybe the outside world is suitable for him.

My mother said at the beginning that if one day she could find her own way, she would boldly try, and she and her father would not stop her.

Now he has found the way, which is the way of the heart.

Li Muchen carried the sword with one hand and looked up at the stars. He had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Perhaps only in the process of practicing sword can he understand the real secret.

Not far away, Linglong landed steadily on the big tree, with one hand behind his back, his eyes were flowing, and his jewel-like eyes flashed with a complicated look, and then he murmured: "Pavilion Master, it seems that Mu Chen has already He has changed, perhaps he is no longer the ignorant young man he was before. Now that he has found his way, there is no need for him to continue to stay in Dengtian Pavilion."

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In the next period of time, Li Xiaodu accompanied Bai Ling and his daughter to play in the imperial capital, buying whatever they liked. For them, this little money was undoubtedly not a drop in the bucket, and it was more than enough to even buy the entire empire.

Bai Ling has never been so happy. He hugged Pavilion Master Li Xiao's wrist tightly. The two of them looked like a couple in love, which was enviable.

Xiaoxiao pouted, looking at her father and Bai Ling's mother in front of her, and stamped her feet angrily. This bad father knew how to bully her.

Qingzhu smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoxiao, let's go play by ourselves. I'll leave this place to Mr."

"Okay, it's a long time coming. I have to have a good meal. Otherwise, when I return to Dengtian Pavilion, my father will prepare vegetarian food for me again."

"Don't you eat meat in Dengtian Pavilion?" Zi Ji asked curiously.

"Eating meat?" Xiaoxiao curled her lips and said, "Most of the time we in Dengtian Pavilion eat bland food. It's just because our mothers don't like to eat greasy food, so my father also eats vegetables. I'm almost turning into a rabbit. .”

"When you go back this time, you must eat well and drink well. You should also bring some food with you. Don't tell me that there will be nothing to eat then."

"Ok."

The two women looked at each other and smiled at the same time, and then began to take Sister Xiaoxiao to look for delicious food nearby.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Ziji, Princess Qingzhu? Why are you here?"

At this moment, an obscene voice came from behind several people, and two ninth-grade supreme men walked over quickly and drove away all the people around them.

Others dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out, and retreated one after another, for fear of offending the guy in front of them because of their recklessness.

One of the young men in black robes strode over. The young man looked quite British, but his eyes were indeed a bit obscene. He was always staring at the chests of the sisters?
Qingzhu frowned and said with some disgust: "It's you, what are you doing here?"

Xiaoxiao blinked and asked, "Who is this guy?"

"The young master of the Rakshasa Sect, Zhang Song." Zi Ji said lightly: "The master of the Rakshasa Sect is an Earth Supreme Dzogchen Realm. He and Princess Qingzhu's father Qingshan Supreme belong to the same generation of strong men."

"It's just that the two have always been on the same page, and generally speaking they won't fight over something. However, it's just because of this that this guy is allowed to do evil."

When Zi Ji said this, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of saliva, which was enough to show that she was extremely angry with the people in front of her. (End of chapter)