Guo’s mansion is very large and empty, enough to accommodate thousands of people gather here, so there were already hundreds of guests in the mansion at this time, but it was not crowded at all. On the contrary, it looked empty and not very lively.

But that's true. It's just that my daughter is one year old, which is not a big happy event. They invite close friends and relatives and friends who are usually close to each other, so there are naturally not many people coming.

When Yang Yifei and Li Mochou followed Lu Youjiao into the front hall, the people in the Jianghu in the hall just took a look and didn't pay much attention to him when they saw the person coming. At this time, Guo Jing was greeting Zhu Ziliu in the side hall, and he had just arrived not long ago.

Zhu Ziliu, who was talking and laughing with Guo Jing, accidentally glanced at the hall door, her eyes suddenly froze, she stood up suddenly, and said in surprise: "Brother Guo, see who is coming."

Guo Jing looked at his gaze in surprise, and was also surprised and happy. He hurriedly got up to meet him, "Brother Yang, why are you here?"

Yang Yifei laughed and when he walked to Guo Jing, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, he has moved fast enough. He has not seen each other for two years, and he has become a father quietly. Didn't I hear that your daughter Man Zhou is here to congratulate you?"

"Thank you, Brother Yang." Guo Jing grinned. Now he is incomparable to the majestic Guo Jing more than ten years later. He still looks like a simple young man. After greeting Yang Yifei, he thanked Lu Youjiao again. Lu Youjiao said goodbye first and continued to welcome guests at the door.

"Young Master Yang, don't you be fine?" Zhu Ziliu also stepped forward and greeted Yang Yifei.

Yang Yifei nodded to him and smiled and said, "Everything is OK, Master Yideng is always okay?"

Zhu Ziliu smiled and nodded, "Thank you for Mr. Yang's blessing, my family master has improved his martial arts over the past two years and looks younger, haha."

Yang Yifei said happily: "That's good. I hope he can be brave and diligent and make the Duan family's six-mechanical divine sword unique skills reappear in the world as soon as possible."

Zhu Ziliu smiled a little louder and said, "It's so good for the young master to learn that three months ago, the master had already mastered the Shaoze sword all the way. Before coming to Xiangyang, the Shaochong sword was also completed."

"Oh? That's really gratifying." Yang Yifei was really surprised this time. Yang Yifei has always been a little surprised. Why was the Six-Meridian Divine Sword lost?

It is understandable that Duan Yu had not passed down the Beiming Divine Art. After all, this technique is easy to attract people to be taboo, making the Duan family a public enemy of the martial arts world, and this is not a martial arts of Duan family.

But as the unique skills of the Duan family of Dali, he had no reason to pass on them. Even the monks of Tianlong Temple, the name of Tianlong Temple can practice sword skills one by one. There is no reason why Master Yideng will not be able to practice it all the way.

It turned out that his true qi was not solid enough. After he pointed out the Huashan Sutra, Master Yideng understood that he no longer focused on the growth of his skills in the past two years, but was committed to condense and compressing the true qi until he was really compressed and still continued to accumulate true qi.

In the end, the result was really achieved. Originally, the yang finger had to hit the opponent's body before it could take effect. However, after his highly compressed and condensed true qi, the force of his yang finger could make his yang finger shoot out more than a meter away, and point the acupoints in the air. This made him very happy, and from then on, he believed in what Yang Yifei said.

After he had his finger strength left his body, he immediately thought of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. As expected, he no longer had the stagnation before when practicing, allowing him to successfully practice the two-way sword technique.

However, at present, practicing Shaoze and Shaochong's two-way sword techniques is his limit for the time being. Shaoze's sword changes subtly, Shaochong's sword is light and quick, and uses the little fingers of the left and right hands to display them. These two-way sword techniques pay more attention to skills, but the requirements for skills are the lowest, so he can practice them.

He may have a certain chance of practicing the other four sword techniques, the Shang Yang Sword, but there are fewer Shang, Guan Chong and Zhong Chong sword techniques. With his current skills, he has little hope.

Unless he has another thirty years of pure and solid skills, he may still have some hope to practice the six-way sword technique.

After communicating with Yang Yifei for a few words, Zhu Ziliu looked at Li Mochou beside him and asked with interest: "Young Master Yang, don't you know who this one is?"

Guo Jing also looked at Li Mochou curiously. Yang Yifei turned slightly and looked at Guo Jing with a gloomy face and said, "This is my fiancée, the surname is Li, the name is Mochou, and the person in the martial arts world is called Bingpo Fairy. How about it? It's not worse than the one you are, right?"

"Hehe, Brother Yang, your eyes are of course good." Guo Jing touched the back of his head, smiled honestly, then clasped his fists and bowed to Li Mochou, and said, "I have met my sister-in-law's wife in the lower house."

Li Mochou couldn't help but feel funny when he heard Yang Yifei's words, "Fairy Bingpo"? When did I have this nickname? But it sounds pretty good and is very suitable for her, so she happily agreed and said to Guo Jing and Zhu Ziliu with a smile: "Hello you guys."

Zhu Ziliu also clasped his fists and said, "Good Fairy Li."

"Hey..." Yang Yifei said, "You pedantic scholar, although Mo Chou hasn't passed the door yet, I have already decided to have a relationship for three years. Even Guo Jing, a silly boy, knows that he calls his sister-in-law, Brother Zhu, can't you call him Mrs. Yang?"

Zhu Ziliu laughed silently. He looked at Li Mochou. Seeing that she was just pursing her lips, she didn't mind. He knew that this was a generous girl who could make jokes. He smiled and said, "It's not, Mrs. Yang, please sit down."

Li Mochou said thank you openly, and sat down in the guest seat with Yang Yifei. Guo Jing went out to instruct his servants to serve tea, and then he and Zhu Ziliu took their seats.

Guo Jing asked Yang Yifei curiously: "Brother Yang, where have you been there in the past two years? Why don't you have any news about you in the world?"

Yang Yifei said: "Me! After the Huashan Sword Contest was over, I found a cave to retreat and refine some magic weapons that can be used by ordinary people. This is a powerful weapon for me to expel the Tartars. I only left the seclusion for two years. After that, I went to Jiangnan for a walk and met Mochou there."

"This time I was planning to go to the north. One came to Mochou's army to propose marriage, and the other was to form a rebel army in the Tartar ruling area, and directly blossomed from the Tartars and destroyed it."

Guo Jing and Zhu Ziliu were moved when they heard this. Zhu Ziliu said seriously: "I wonder what kind of magic weapon Mr. Yang has refined?"

Yang Yifei pondered for a moment, then waved to the two of them. They looked at each other and quickly got up and walked to Yang Yifei.

Yang Yifei spread his right hand, and a Glock 18 with a silencer appeared in his hand, and spread his left hand again and took out a box of bullets. Guo Jing, Zhu Ziliu, and Li Mochou looked at Yang Yifei's actions without turning around.

Yang Yifei said: "This is the least powerful one among the magic weapons I have refined, so you should be optimistic."

After saying that, Yang Yifei tore open the package of the bullet box and exposed the yellow bullets inside. Then he removed the pistol magazine and pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one in front of Guo Jing and the others.

1…2…3…

As Yang Yi flew over the bullets, Guo Jing and the other two subconsciously counted in their minds. According to the space of the magazine and the size of the bullets, the three of them roughly calculated that this small box could hold about 20 copper balls.

Sure enough, Yang Yifei stuck 20 copper balls, and then pressed them up and couldn't press them in. He put down the copper balls, picked up the strange magic weapon in the box, and inserted the box into the magic weapon.
Chapter completed!