The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 176 The flood washed the Dragon King Temple
In Qingfeng Town, in the hall of the backyard of 'Qinghe Baiweifang', a group of people, whether they are juniors or seniors, all gather here.

The old monk Yinkong was sitting on the right side of the hall, humming and chirping, and from time to time he glanced at YangMeng who was sitting opposite him.And beside him were Yang Luotian, Yang Hao, his father and son, and Zhang Yu.

After all, they all have a close relationship with the Yinzong of Wuliang Mountain, so there is nothing wrong with sitting next to Yinkong.

On the other hand, YangMeng was sitting on the sofa on the right, ignoring Yinkong's sneak peek, but explaining to Bai Feifei beside him how he subdued the Black League. Not mentioned.

Yang Luotian, who had been fidgeting beside Yin Kong like an ant on a hot pot, rubbed his hands, finally gritted his teeth, came to Yang Meng, and said, "This, little... little brother, can the old man Let me see your flying sword?"

"Pfft~~~"

Yang Gang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, what kind of generation is this shit?Old ancestor, my grandfather Yang Wenlong is your apprentice, my father is your grandson, and to me this is your great-grandson. Didn’t you just find me a patriarch?

Ignoring Yang Gang's eyes full of resentment, Yang Meng raised his head and glanced at Yang Luotian, only to find that this old man, Yang Luotian, seemed to have a higher level of cultivation than Yin Kong, and he was very pure and secretive.

The most important point is that YangMeng actually had an inexplicable sense of closeness to this old man, which made him puzzled.

Smiling at Yang Luotian, Yang Meng wiped it casually, but didn't see him make any movement, only heard a clear moan, and a flying knife only about a foot long hovered quietly around Yang Meng. It also emitted a faint blue light.

Everyone was attracted by this Wang Qinghong, even Bai Feifei was no exception.

"Flying sword...it's really a flying sword!" Yang Luotian stared dumbfounded at Qinghong hovering in mid-air, trembling with excitement.

After a long time, he looked at YangMeng expectantly, and said, "Little brother, can you make this flying sword of yours move? It is said in ancient books that flying swords can go up into the sky, and down they can escape from the ground, even thousands of miles away." In addition, taking the head of the enemy is like picking something out of a bag! Don't you know?"

"Damn, who are these people? This Water Blue Planet is indeed a backward planet!" YangMeng sighed inwardly, his consciousness moved slightly, and he yelled in a low voice, "Go!"

The flying sword seems to have a spirituality. It rotates freely in the huge back hall of "Qinghe Baiweifang".The gorgeous colors and spiritual movements are all amazing.

"Okay, okay! It really is the legendary flying sword!" Yang Luotian stared at the flying swords that shuttled across the hall with a flushed face, wishing he could stand on the flying swords and gallop along with them.

"Yang Meng, what an amazing magic trick! How did you do it?" Bai Feifei blinked her big watery eyes, staring at Yang Meng for a while.

"Hmm! Magic is usually covered with a veil of mystery, so if you say it, there will be no sense of mystery. I think it's better not to tell you!" YangMeng actually used such shameless words to deceive a pure little girl, really. Not enough. Face.

"Hmph, how petty!" Bai Feifei snorted coldly, her face full of displeasure.

On the other side, Yang Hao and his son were still immersed in the shock and did not recover.

In the entire hall, only Zhang Yu's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"receive!"

Seeing that the performance was almost done, YangMeng had a thought and put away Qinghong again.After all, a knife is a tool for killing and cutting, not for viewing, if it is displayed any further, Yang Meng is afraid that he will not be able to resist scolding his mother.

"Little brother, why did you put it away?" Yang Luotian didn't seem to have seen enough, and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Let's release it again to see, the old man is over 100 years old, but he has never seen such a miraculous thing!"

YangMeng's mind was full of black threads, and he thought: "Damn, enough is enough for this old man, it's not over yet!"

Just when YangMeng was about to refuse, an old man with gray hair walked in quickly.

"Grandpa!" "Dad!" "Old Yang!"

Except for YangMeng and the two innate demons who were over a hundred years old, everyone stood up.

Seeing that there were so many people in the back hall, Yang Wenlong was taken aback for a moment, and before he had time to greet everyone, he went straight to Yang Luotian who was standing in front of Yang Meng, and said, "Master, I brought the third senior brother here! "

"Huh? Is the third boy here?" Yang Luotian revealed a happy expression, he woke up from the excitement of seeing Feijian for the first time, and said without bothering with Yang Meng, "Where is he, why hasn't he come in yet?"

"This..." Yang Wenlong looked at the faces of Yang Meng, Chen Long and others in the hall, and said hesitantly, "Come here, please?"

"What? Is there any inconvenience?" Yang Luotian frowned and said.

Yang Wenlong's worries are not superfluous, after all, Yang Zaitian is an abandoned disciple of Taiji sect, which is well known in Wuliang Mountain.Now that the elder of the Taiji Sect is actually meeting with the abandoned disciple, if it gets out, it will have a bad influence on the Taiji Sect.

Yang Luotian didn't think too much about it. With his personality, he was used to carelessness, so he didn't care about his reputation.Besides, after finally catching a guy who can fly swords, he didn't want to let Yang Meng go so easily.

As for Zhang Yu in the back hall, he is not an outsider.After all, Zhang Yu's father, Zhang Wensheng, a genius doctor, also came from the Yinzong of Wuliang Mountain, and their sect is extremely special in Wuliang Mountain. Everyone should give Zhang Wensheng some face and dare not offend him easily.

So Yang Luotian didn't say anything.

Different from Yang Luotian's carelessness, Yang Meng, who has been a man for two lifetimes, is a fine man. Seeing the hesitation on the face of the old man who just walked in, he knew that there must be something inconvenient for him.

Sitting in the back hall, being watched by the crowd like monkeys, YangMeng has long since grown impatient and wished he could leave here now.

And Yang Wenlong's performance just gave Yang Meng an excuse to leave, so he stood up and cupped his hands to everyone, saying: "You two seniors, and two uncles, it's not too early now, Yang Meng and others If you have to do something, don’t stay here for long!”

"You can't go!"

"You are not allowed to go anywhere today!"

The old monk Yinkong and Yang Luotian hurriedly stopped him.Just kidding, I finally found Feijian on this kid who jumped out of nowhere, how could I let him go so easily.

Seeing this, YangMeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Seniors, this is a fight and a fight, you can't restrict my personal freedom, can you?"

"Freedom or not!" Yin Kong cut off the conversation bluntly, and said, "I have suffered so much for the Buddha you hurt, and I want to leave without a few words of apology? There is no way!"

"Damn it! Old bald donkey, I've seen shameless young master, but I've never seen you so shameless!" YangMeng suddenly jumped up and cursed, "If you don't follow me begging for nothing, then you can eat Big suffering? You asked for it yourself, don't rely on me!"

Yin air was anxious and said: "You..."

"Okay, what are you arguing about!" Yang Luotian stepped in, pushed Yang Meng who had stood up back to the sofa, turned his head to Yang Wenlong who was showing surprise, and said, "Wenlong, don't be silly, you Go and invite the third boy in now, there are no outsiders here!"

"Okay!" Seeing Yang Luotian's unhappy expression, Yang Wenlong had no choice but to nod.

……

In the front hall of 'Qinghe Baiweifang', Yang Zaitian walked back and forth in the wide hall with his hands behind his back.

"Third Senior Brother!" Yang Wenlong pushed the door in from the hall and walked in, looked at Yang Zaitian who was not far away and smiled, and said, "Hehe, the majestic Tai Chi Sect 'Mr. Long Xiao' sometimes gets restless!"

"Junior Brother Long, don't laugh at me!" Yang Zaitian stroked his short beard with a wry smile, and said, "I haven't seen Uncle Six for so many years, and I don't know if Uncle Six will blame me!"

"Come on, don't you know my master's temper?" Yang Wenlong dragged Yang Zaitian to the back hall and said, "Master once regretted not going with you when it happened in the Huquelou. Now the door is locked." Those old guys here hate it to death!"

"Hehe, I'm glad I did that thing back then!" Yang Zaitian shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't mention the past."

When the two of them said this, they had already arrived in the backyard.

"Third boys!" Before entering the back hall, Yang Luotian yelled from a long distance away, his deep eyes were full of delighted smiles.

Yang Zaitian, who was walking in the yard, trembled all over, his eyes became extremely red instantly, and he yelled: "Uncle Six!"

Then he fell to his knees with a 'plop', and moved forward with his knees step by step.

"Whoosh!"

In a flash, Yang Luotian disappeared into the room, and in the next second he appeared in front of Yang Zaitian.

"Uncle Six, my nephew is not filial!" Yang Zaitian kowtowed in front of Yang Luotian without using any qi to protect himself, and soon black and purple blood appeared on his forehead.

Stretching out his hand tremblingly, Yang Luotian helped Yang Zaitian up, looking at the nephew whom he loved the most when he was a child, with a full head of hair and a short gray beard, he couldn't help but softly said: "Third boy, you are getting old too!"

Yang Zaitian looked at Yang Luotian, who was still handsome but obviously much older, with red eyes, and said, "Sixth Uncle, how have you been doing well all these years?"

"Okay!" Yang Luotian patted Yang Zaitian's shoulder, and said, "It's just that these years, you guys have walked and scattered, and none of them are by my old man's side. The old man is very lonely!"

Seeing that the uncle and nephew were about to have a chat, Yang Wenlong hurried forward and said, "Master, third senior brother! Let's talk in the room!"

"Look at me!" Yang Luotian tapped his head and said, "Third boy, let's go! Let's go to the room and say, just in time...Wenlong, you go to 'Zhikezhai' and order a breakfast table, and let them bring it over, let's eat chat!"

"Okay, master!" Yang Wenlong nodded, and summoned a young man to give orders.

But Yang Zaitian and Yang Luotian walked into the back hall one after the other.

Just as Yang Zaitian stepped into the gate, a surprised voice came over:
"grandfather?"

(End of this chapter)