Seeing that Feng Qingyun did not answer, but instead the good-for-nothing disciple next to him exclaimed, Liang Youming was a little unhappy, but did not show too much dissatisfaction. He just smiled with a little contempt and said: "Of course, uncle

Will I still lie to you? But it will probably be difficult for you to see your brother. Your uncle Wan treats your brother as a treasure. Not to mention you, even old guys like me can't even hope to see his treasured apprentice. How can it be like that?

Your master, I will take you with me to play here, but if you really want to see him, then work hard. Our Lingyin Sect holds a martial arts conference every fifteen years in eight years. If you are lucky enough then,

If you can attend the conference, you will definitely be able to see me at the conference."

Feng Qingyun frowned when he heard this. Of course, he could hear Liang Youming's discrimination against his beloved disciple from his words, but he didn't say much. He interrupted the topic and said: "I heard that the other three sects will be here soon.

Bring their most potential disciples to our Lingyin Sect to show off, right?"

"Ahem..." Liang Youming coughed dryly and said with a wry smile, "This is basically something that our three major sects have to show off every twenty years. The last time I still remember, the seven of us followed the sect leader, Uncle Shi, to Xuanming Palace.

, when the younger generations of our four major sects competed, our Lingyin Sect won the championship in the end. It was a pity. If Miyagi was not so eager for success, he would not have gone crazy. Otherwise, at the age of fourteen at the time, he would have

He has reached level 30 as a military general, and coupled with his talent in purple martial arts, he will surely reach the top in time, and he will probably be the next sect leader."

"Hey...it's been forty years, junior brother, let's forget about the past. As a master, I also bear a lot of responsibility for Miyagi's fault." After saying this, he looked at Zheng Zinuo, who looked confused.

He said, "Zino, it's your first time coming to Lihuo Peak. Why don't you go out for a walk and exchange feelings with your fellow apprentices? I'll treat you well, so go ahead."

"Oh, yes, Master." Zheng Zinuo felt as if he had been granted amnesty after hearing this. Facing the two elders, he felt somewhat restrained.

"Wang Qing, come here, take this young junior brother around our Lihuo Peak and treat him well, okay?" Liang Youming called to a sturdy gatekeeper disciple not far away who was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

road.

Due to preconceptions, he thought Zheng Zinuo was just a piece of dead wood. Although he didn't know why Feng Qingyun brought him to Lihuo Peak, in this world where strength speaks for itself, he still looked down upon Zheng Zinuo, who had no future in martial arts.

Upper eyes.

Hearing that Feng Qingyun dismissed Zheng Zinuo, Liang Youming was slightly happy and said to himself, you should have let this kid out a long time ago. We two old guys are chatting about family matters here. What does it sound like for him to be a junior here? He is helpless.

Feng Qingyun was Liang Youming's senior brother. If he didn't bring it up, there was nothing he could do, so he put all his resentment towards Feng Qingyun on Zheng Zinuo, even winking at Wang Qing when he left.

Wang Qing understood this and walked over with a smile. He took Zheng Zinuo's little hand and walked out of the hall.

"Junior brother, how old are you this year?" Wang Qing asked kindly while holding Zheng Zinuo's little hand.

"I am eight years old this year." Zheng Zinuo seemed to see a lot of hypocrisy in the eyes of the man next to him, and subconsciously retracted his hand and said.

"You are eight years old. I heard that you have just started, right? What did your master teach you?" Wang Qing was slightly dissatisfied with Zheng Zinuo's actions, but did not show it and continued to lead him out of the hall.
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