The three chatted for a while, and the topic couldn't help but return to the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect and Wan Congfang. This was something that the Second Young Master and Fairy Yao were very curious and confused about.

Of course, this is also one of the memories that Qingyun least wants to mention in his life.

With a sad look on his face, Yao Pofeng took out two bottles of wine from his treasure bag. Yao Pofeng knew clearly that Brother Yun's mood had become very bad now.

"Xiao Yun'er, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

"Hey, you are all my closest people. There is nothing I can't say. It's just that this matter involves Miss Fang'er's secrets, and the less you know about some things, the safer it is. I really, really don't want to lose any of you again.

Alone."

The Yao brothers and sisters knew exactly what Qingyun was referring to. The second young master took a deep breath and said nothing nonsense, directly patted off the sealing mud, raised his head and drank.

"Come, let's have a drink and chat, Mad, I am blessed with great fortune, you should just worry more about yourself!"

Smiling a little miserably, Qingyun also took a big sip, and then slowly told the past to the two of them. However, he was always cautious about the matter of immortal punishment, and only mentioned it vaguely.

If one pot is not enough, drink three more pots.

Qingyun spoke very slowly, and most of the time he just drank silently with Yao Pofeng.

The two brothers drank one mouthful at a time and neither of them ate, and soon they were almost shaky after drinking.

"I didn't expect that she would have suffered such a hardship. It can be seen that the only thing she cares about now is the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect. Alas!"

Yao Mengxun sighed, his voice full of compassion.

"Who is willing to go through hardships? But thousands of years of hard work in Zangfeng have not brought about new life and unparalleled cultivation. If you ask me, if there is wine in life, you must be drunk, and never a drop of it will reach the nine springs!"

I don’t know if it’s because he was too drunk or just nervous, Yao Pofeng said carelessly.

"Brother Feng is still open-minded."

Qingyun smiled bitterly.

"That's right, after all, I haven't experienced three thousand years of karma to burn my soul, so I can say whatever I want, haha~"

"Damn it, you naughty bitch, do you still have a conscience?"

"Hey, I don't know who was that heartless and heartless man. He forgot what Wan Guliu said before he died? What about taking good care of Fang'er? What about taking the bamboo and stone sword as a dowry? It's better for you, just eat it and wipe it clean.

Why don't you just leave and then accuse me of being heartless?"

Having said that, the black line on my head could really hit someone.

"Uh, what do you mean, eat up, wipe your ass, and leave? I...I didn't do anything the hell!"

"Haha, how about you go back and give her a nice word and pay her respects? Then we can walk sideways in Zhijing Cave in the future?"

"you!"

The young master was speechless, but he quietly glanced at Yao Mengxun, who happened to be smiling, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After being made such a fuss, the original sad mood instantly became much lighter.

Just like what happened when He Long Fu Shi and Alian slept in the cave.

"No, no, it still won't work. You have a body that attracts bees and butterflies, which is rare in the world. My little sister is so simple, she probably won't be able to fight against that vicious female ghost, so let's forget it."

"Fourth brother~"

After calling out angrily, Yao Mengxun gently shook Qingyun's hand.

"I think to this day, Miss Fang'er may not blame you anymore. It's just that you want to punish yourself."

Seeing the disgusted looks of the two of them, Yao Pofeng couldn't help but curl his lips and said:

"Before I entered the Thirty-three Realms, my little sister told me many stories about you. I was thinking at that time, who is this pretty girl who can charm a sober person like her? It's so cool.

, when we finally met at the Spiritual Mirror Festival, neither of you said a word, treating me like a fool and keeping me in the dark."

"Ha...haha...Brother Feng, you were all big shots back then, but I was just a little fish~"

"Look what you said, a hero has no clue where he comes from. He is like a phoenix when he climbs a branch. Look at Wan Congfang... Bah, bah, bah, let's not talk about her anymore."

When the conversation changed, the second young master became rarely serious:

"Brother Yun, I know your character best, and I have no worries about my little sister following you, but..."

Qingyun also lowered his head. He naturally knew what Yao Pofeng wanted to say.

"Fourth brother, I have discussed this issue with Xiao Yun'er before. We will talk about the future later. When did you become so nosy?"

"I'm nosy? Me!"

These words made Yao Pofeng feel a lump in his chest, his face suddenly turned dark, and then he said fiercely:

"Forget it, come on, brother Yun, let's fight each other. I haven't sparred with you for a long time. Seeing how happy you are with Uncle Lei, it should make me feel good!"

"Come on, come on!"

Qingyun replied slightly fiercely.

A few hours later.

Both of them were beaten with bloody heads, noses, bruises and swollen faces by the other party. Fortunately, both of them had drunk a lot of wine before, so the pain only stimulated each other's desire to fight.

Yao Pofeng had never used the strength of the Concentrating Soul Realm, but when he was beaten, he found that he had no way to deal with Qingyun. He had always been shameless and shameless, so he simply fouled and planned to crush the young master.

However, after absorbing a large amount of star power in the endless void, Qingyun's current foundation has become extremely thick, and it has not yet been fully digested. Every time this kind of fist-to-flesh fight actually helps him to strengthen his muscles and bones and regulate his Qi.

When the battle got to a fever pitch, the young master simply threw the sword he had previously received from Shen Yi to Yao Pofeng, because the fighting style of the second young master was very similar to his own.

Their physical strength has become extremely powerful due to their skills or talents, but their most powerful move is still the sword!

At that time, Qingyun had only seen Yao Pofeng use the "Remnant Night Wind Cold" move in the Thirty-three Realms. His indomitable and brutal momentum would scare those with weak minds to death on the spot.

In today's fight, Yao Pofeng has learned more powerful moves.

"The moon sets and the crow crows"

"Lonely sail and distant shadow"

"Yin and Han are far apart"

…

Don't mention it, even though this rogue looks tall and thick, when he moves his hands, he doesn't have the elegant aura inherited from Yao Shengtian.

Coupled with those beautiful move names, there is desolation in the desolation, and despair in the desolation. In despair, it seems that you can glimpse the red sun that is about to rise at the junction of the sky and the sea, which complements the Qigong Youquan.

The second young master is extremely powerful, and can often cut Qingyun several feet away with one sword, but his speed is not as fast as Qingyun's, and he is often hit unexpectedly.

But although Qingyun's body skills are miraculous, if he is bullied by the second young master, it is common for him to eat dirt under a heavy blow.

So in the end, at least a quarter of the bones in my body were broken, and Yao Pofeng was chopped into a skinned toad by Qingyun.

Although Yao Mengxun couldn't see it, just listening to the sound of the two people going back and forth made Tranquility's heart gradually become passionate.

What's even more interesting is that Qingyun originally thought that the strange flower that appeared when he fought with Shen Yi was transformed by his spiritual power, but he never thought that it actually came from this sword!

The thin and long sword was not easy for Yao Pofeng to handle, but under the breathtaking aura of Youquan, the newly born spiritual wisdom quickly surrendered, and Yao Pofeng got the handle so easily.

Lingbao!

"Damn, I'm so surprised, I actually got an advantage on you!"

"Made, I gave you my sister, and you still care about a piece of scrap metal!"

The sad sword was trembling, but he didn't dare to resist the second young master who was so imposing.

"Choose a name, Brother Feng."

"Hey, what was your original name?"

After imprinting the spiritual thoughts, Yao Pofeng found that the sword's spiritual intelligence was indeed not very high. He asked several questions, but still didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Forget it, let's make do with it. It's quite handy. Well... I'll just call you 'Iron Hammer'."

"Pfft~ Fourth brother, aren't you kidding? The spirit treasure is extremely precious, but you call it a hammer. Wouldn't other swordsmen be so angry if they found out?"

Yao Mengxun said speechlessly.

"Yes, yes, Brother Feng, you can't just shout: 'Take my hammer' every time you fight someone, right?"

"Then what do you think it should be called?"

Yao Pofeng randomly found an old piece of clothing, wrapped it up, and carried it behind his back.

"Hmm... How about calling me Feng Mian, Lingjian Fengmian, one character each from your and Yumian's names."

Tilting his head, Yao Mengxun said after a moment.

"Fengmian? Hmm...Okay! Qingyun has the Luoyun Sword, and I have the Fengmian Sword, hahahaha~"

Laughing heartily, the second young master sat up and washed the wounds on his face and body with wine, his fighting spirit boiling over.

"Come again?"

"Of course, the essence of Youquan is to put yourself to death and survive. The closer you are to death, the faster your cultivation and growth will be. Come on, come on, brother Yun, you are too strong!"

In this way, Yao Pofeng and Qingyun finally found a good way to kill time while on the road.

Fortunately, the young master is currently using a small amount of Kirin Purple Qi to control the Luo Yun Sword, instead of the massive amount of evil Qi in the past. Otherwise, sooner or later, he will either die of exhaustion or go crazy.

Second Young Master Yao quickly mastered the method of Feng Mian Huanhua, and could even directly activate it with spiritual power to absorb the opponent's vitality when attacking. This happened to make up for the biggest shortcomings and shortcomings of Youquan in the battle. Guang Qingyun himself

I have suffered a lot.

Of course, Yao Pofeng was reluctant to do this, because since he practiced Youquan, he had forced himself into a dead end.

In his words, if you leave room for everything, Youquan will never be able to achieve great success.

But Yao Mengxun shook his head categorically, saying only that the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and humans can escape one of them. If everything is absolute, wouldn't it also violate the essence of Youquan?

These words made the second young master fall into silence and contemplation for a long time.

A few months passed in a flash.

The three of them traveled across almost half of Yuezhou and finally entered Shuiyue City in the north.

Since I got my jade token back, my journey has obviously become much smoother. Especially the teleportation array is not too cheap to use, at most it is only one-third of the price in Jingzhou.

At the same time, he didn't forget to buy some gifts in the city on the way to give to his friends in Zhijing Cave, although he didn't seem to have many acquaintances now.
Chapter completed!