Qin Fan was accustomed to the arrogant and domineering Liu Mengyao, but now she was so affectionate and doting on her face, which made him very uncomfortable.
"elder brother?"
Liu Mengyao probed delicately, looking at Qin Fan secretly from the corner of her eyes.
Qin Fan pushed Liu Mengyao away: "Get out of here."
Liu Mengyao's expression immediately returned to its former coldness and arrogance: "Is everything okay? Then I'll walk back."
Qin Fan took out a palm-sized tree sapling and handed it to Liu Mengyao: "Bring this with you."
This is the Jianmu oil sapling that Qin Fan refined with Jiamu True Essence. The smaller the sapling, the less repulsive it is to its new owner, and it is easier to refine it.
Liu Mengyao leaned close to Qin Fan's face, looked at it repeatedly, and asked with a curious smile: "Brother, what is this?"
Qin Fan whispered: "Jianmu seedlings are unique in the world. After being refined, they can be taken into the body and become one's own spiritual roots. They belong to the level of heavenly spiritual roots."
"It should be hundreds of times stronger than your current spiritual root."
"This is a life-changing thing. You don't need to thank me. You have performed well in the past six months. This is what you deserve."
Liu Mengyao heard this: "So powerful?"
"Don't lie to me?"
Qin Fan said: "It also has the effect of immortality, the effect of self-repairing injuries, and of course it has extremely strong defense power."
"It can also restrain most of the fires in the sky and on the earth."
Liu Mengyao's beautiful eyes shone: "Real or fake? Why don't you use such a heaven-defying thing yourself?"
"Maybe you like me and want to express your love to me?"
Qin Fan said quietly: "You are thinking too much, get out of here."
"I love you, Master Qin."
Liu Mengyao was clearly still excited. She hugged Qin Fan, kissed Qin Fan heavily on the face with her lips, and then ran away.
Qin Fan froze on the spot.
After a long time, I touched my face and couldn't help but shake my head and sigh.
Sure enough, there is no pure friendship between men and women.
He regarded Liu Mengyao as a friend, but he didn't expect Liu Mengyao...
the next morning.
Phoenix Mountains.
Xia Qinglan did not go to work today. She already knew that Qin Fan was back safely and expected to return to Jinling around nine in the morning.
In order to welcome Qin Fan's return, she even cooked the food herself with a smile on her face.
Just then, the cell phone on the other side rang.
She thought it was Qin Fan and immediately took the phone, but the call was from her sixth uncle Xia Dalong.
She hesitated for a moment and pressed the connect button: "Xia Dalong, what do you want to do?"
"Xiaofan will be back today."
"If you want to make trouble, you'd better consider whether you can withstand his anger."
Xia Dalong smiled slightly: "Qinglan, are you still unable to accept the news that Qin Fan died in a foreign country?"
"Please have my condolences! Master Qin is dead, so your marriage is naturally over."
"Let's go back to the Imperial Capital with Uncle Six today and start a new life."
Xia Qinglan smiled coldly: "I'm fine now, and I'm not sad either. I won't bother you."
Xia Dalong thought to himself and said: "Uncle Six has arrived at the middle of the mountain."
"If you go back with uncle, then uncle will have to take you back himself."
"You should have many masters in Phoenix Mountain. The old man next to you must have been on the mountain yesterday. If my second uncle forced his way into the mountain, something unpleasant or bloody would happen."
"Then don't blame Uncle Six."
"After all, the people brought by Uncle Six are not weak in strength, and they also have bad tempers."
Xia Qinglan secretly clenched her fists, hung up the phone, and immediately ordered: "Old Huang, go down the mountain to meet the enemy."
"If Xia Dalong dares to act recklessly, you don't need to notify me, just throw him out without death."
"yes."
Huang Zhongtang's hoarse voice came from the darkness.
At the foot of the mountain.
A red chess car stopped.
Xia Dalong got out of the car with a gloomy expression.
"You ungrateful animal."
Seeing Xia Qinglan hang up the phone, Xia Dalong frowned.
During his investigation, he found that Xia Qinglan, who had been adopted by the Qin family for the past ten years, had a gentle personality and was not aggressive.
I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to bring her home this time.
"It seems the only option is to use force."
Xia Dalong immediately opened the back seat door and bowed slightly to the people inside: "Mr. Fang, Phoenix Mountain is here."
Immediately, an old man in gray Taoist robes walked down, with his head in a Taoist bun and holding a fly whisk. He looked carefree and detached, just like a land immortal.
After the old man got off the car, he looked around, and his eyes finally landed on the top of the mountain shrouded in mist.
Soon, the old man showed a look of amazement: "Thirty years ago, I and my disciple Xu Dao came here to visit and took a look at the purple energy coming out of the east here."
"At that time, this mountain was full of barren mountains and ridges, with only one withered pavilion."
"I didn't expect that in just thirty years, Phoenix Mountain would become so prosperous with each passing day."
"Moreover, it has transformed from a bitter cold place to a spiritual mountain."
"That Master Qin is really amazing."
"I just pity my apprentice. Although he has become a famous mountain master, he can't escape Master Qin's butcher knife."
Xia Dalong smiled slightly: "You are one hundred and twenty years old and have rich experience, and your skin is whiter and more delicate than jade. Others don't know it, and they think you are only fifty years old."
The old man waved his fly whisk and smiled calmly: "Follow me to go up the mountain to have a look."
Xia Dalong said quickly: "Mr. Fang, don't be careless."
"This is Master Qin's dojo. He dominates a country by himself and is almost invincible. Although he is no longer here, he probably still has many followers."
"I heard that he had a bad relationship with the Renzong recently, but he still dared to leave Phoenix Mountain and cross eastward to Yingzhou."
"This shows that he must have a trump card to protect the mountain."
The old man smiled slightly, his face glowing red: "It's just a small Phoenix Mountain, why should I care about it?"
"Even if Master Qin is here, I may not be afraid of him."
"In the battle of Kinkakuji, I heard from my disciples that Master Qin had gained a false reputation. It was the King of the North who took action and killed the two great masters Kamada Daichi and Miyamoto Shige."
Xia Dalong was shocked: "Juniors have also heard about that battle. The Northern King's Sword was present. It seems that the Northern King's Sword was defeated and Master Qin came forward to turn the tide."
"No."
The old man said confidently, "I saw the video of that battle. It was taken by tourists from a distance."
"The one who killed those two powerful men was a powerful sword light, similar to the King's sword. The attainments of those sword lights are enough to shine on the world for five hundred years. It must be the sword light produced by the King's sword."
"The king's sword belongs to Zhou Ziheng and never leaves his body."
"Furthermore, Master Qin is so young that it is absolutely impossible for him to have such attainments in swordsmanship. It is all just bragging."
"It's a pity that he didn't know it and actually challenged the plateau goddess. It would be a shame to die."
Xia Dalong's eyes widened: "Juniors have also heard of this version of the rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true."
"Master Qin really deserves his reputation."
But the old man added: "It's a bit too much to say that he has gained a reputation in vain. After all, he killed two martial arts masters, Genda Zhenxiong and Iga Homasa, and he also has some strength."
"I watched the formation he set up at Phoenix Mountain, and it was quite exquisite."
"Phoenix Mountain is originally a bitter and cold place, but he can turn decay into magic and turn Phoenix Mountain into one of the few spiritual mountains in the world. He is a man of real ability."
"If the Xia family gets this Phoenix Mountain, their future will be bright."
"Within ten years, the Xia family will definitely give birth to a true dragon."
Xia Dalong was surprised and happy.
He suddenly ten years ago.
The fortune teller predicted that a real dragon would appear within a few yards of the Xia family.
Either a true phoenix, a king lording over the world, or a phoenix that embodies the nine heavens.
In the past, Xia Dalong didn't believe this.
But when Mr. Fang said this, he suddenly felt enlightened.
Could it be that Phoenix Mountain is the Xia family’s opportunity?
Xia Dalong was surprised and happy: "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for the tip."
"At the end of this trip, no matter how much it costs, the Xia family will take Phoenix Mountain."
But Mr. Fang smiled and said, "What's the price?"
"Phoenix Mountain belongs to Master Qin."
"Miss Qinglan is his fiancée, and she has the right to inherit Phoenix Mountain."
"If Master Qin dies, Phoenix Mountain will be hers."
"As long as she recognizes her ancestors and returns to the clan, Phoenix Mountain will belong to the Xia family of Dijing."
"Even if the dragons and snakes here in Jinling are dissatisfied, they can't make waves. After all, they are justified."
"Your second brother asked you to take Miss Qinglan back for this reason."
Xia Dalong took a breath of air: "So that's it, I thought the second brother was just interested in the universal spiritual water."
"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your teaching."
After talking for a while, the two of them arrived outside Tianquan Villa.
Under a big tree.
Four old men were playing chess there. They were playing chess very leisurely. Their faces were red as they played chess, and they were chattering away while giving instructions, as if they were indifferent to the world.
These four old men are Huang Qifeng, the leader of Wudang.
Sun Qianzi, the master of Langya Pavilion.
Luo Wenzhang, head of the Lushan Sword Sect.
Zhang Jiutian, the leader of Longhu Mountain.
After staying in Phoenix Mountain for a month, the four elders have become familiar with each other and their injuries have recovered.
It seems that I have enjoyed my days in Fenghuang Mountain very much, my face is glowing, and I am no longer thinking about Shu.
Xia Dalong immediately shouted: "Old man, tell Xia Qinglan to come out."
The four old men ignored Xia Dalong at all.
And Mr. Fang's face froze slightly on the side.
He recognized the old man.
One is more famous than the other.
Especially the three heads of the three major sects of Jiangnan West Road were all there, which made his pupils shrink slightly.
However, he quickly regained his composure.
Zhang Jiutian raised his head casually and glanced at the visitor. He didn't take it seriously and continued to play chess.
But soon, he raised his head again, and his eyes finally locked on Mr. Fang.
Mr. Fang smiled slightly and said hello in a friendly way: "Xiao Zhang, I haven't seen you for many years. You are getting old."
Zhang Jiutian was undecided: "Senior Fang Zhi knows that his chess skills are world-famous. How about a game?"
Fang Zhizhi walked with his hands behind his back: "The days ahead are long, let's wait another day."
Hearing Fang Zhizhi's words, the days are long, and the other three elders stood up one after another.
"Fang Guoshi, why can't we understand what you are saying?"
Luo Wenzhang threw away the chess piece in his hand and asked with an unhappy look on his face.
Huang Daoqi's voice was slightly mocking: "Although we are from the same hometown, after you retired from the Imperial Palace, you joined the Xia family in the imperial capital. You followed the Xia family's lead and lived in seclusion. You even forgot your homeland of Jiangnan West Road. In these years, our three sects
I invited you to return to your hometown to seek justice, but you kept saying you were sick and couldn't come."
"Why did you come to Phoenix Mountain?"
On the land of Jiangnan West Road, the strongest one is undoubtedly this Fang Guoshi Fang Zhizhi.
But when the three major sects were oppressed by the Ren sect, this old guy even farted, which let the other three major sects know that they didn't have any good impressions.
Fang Zhizhi said seriously: "You guys, what you said is wrong."
"Master Qin is no longer here. Of course, this Phoenix Mountain belongs to his sister, Miss Qinglan. What do you think?"
The fourth elder frowned slightly, but did not defend himself.
This is the truth.
But is Master Qin really dead?
Why did President Xia say this morning that Master Qin will definitely return to Phoenix Mountain today?
And President Xia asked them to welcome Master Qin back here.
Fang Zhizhi added: "Since you all agree that Phoenix Mountain belongs to Miss Qinglan, and Sister Qinglan is the eldest daughter of my Xia family."
"I am a guest of the Xia family, so when I come to Fenghuang Mountain, it is not considered uninvited."
Zhang Jiutian, however, was not as easy to talk to as Huang Qifeng and Luo Wenzhang. He sneered and said, "The Xia family wants to occupy the magpie's nest? It's so shameless. You are so old that you have no shame!"
"The last person who wanted to occupy the magpie's nest was killed by Master Qin. It seems to be your apprentice Xu Daolai."
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Fang Zhizhi's face turned slightly cold: "You three juniors are so rude. You don't even know how to respect the elderly and love the young."