Dongfang Yue doesn’t know everything that happened after this battle!

He didn't know how Tushan licked his wounds after the war, nor did he know what kind of challenges the Shenhuo Manor, thousands of miles away, faced.

Because of Dongfang Yue's yelling, everyone on the battlefield noticed him, and they also realized that it was because of him that the war failed.

He helped Tushan win.

Fortunately, everyone saw that Dongfang Yue was stabbed through the heart by Tushan Honghong's claw, so when the supervisory office came to question Shenhuo Manor, they were pushed back by the old guy Dongfang Churi, saying that his grandson

He was kidnapped by Tushan and died on the spot!

He, Dongfang Churi and Tushan are at odds with each other!

Of course, what no one knew was that after the supervisor of the Yamen was driven away, Dongfang Churi hurried back to his room and entered a secret room.

There, when he saw two bright lights, Dongfang Churi's heart slowly relaxed.

"Fortunately! It's all fake news!"

Looking at the bright lights in front of him, Dongfang Churi wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked relaxed.

These two simple and crude lamps are completely dark, as if they have collected all the darkness in the world, deep and mysterious.

This thing is called the Soul Lamp. It was a magic weapon that Dongxuan specially collected from the souls of the Dongfang Taiyi brothers before leaving, and was able to detect the life and death of the two brothers.

"Not to mention, this brat Dongxuan is a bit of a bastard, but his talent is beyond words."

While wiping the two soul lamps, Dongfang Churi muttered: "Not only has his cultivation improved rapidly, but his attainments in refining weapons and alchemy are also extraordinary!"

Thinking back to the phoenix-winged gold-plated rod he saw, Dongfang Churi's old heart was a little accelerated!

"That thing is a real killer!"

Squinting his eyes, he thought of the peerless Taoist weapon he had received from his eldest grandson. Dongfang Churi's eyelids were trembling a little, especially the surge he felt from the phoenix-wing gold-plated weapon.

Spiritual power.

Dongfang Churi is sure that the phoenix-winged gold-plated sword of his Shenhuoshan Villa is definitely not weaker than the Wangquan Sword of Wangquan Villa.

Even if the total amount of spiritual power contained in the gold-plated phoenix wings is not as high as the Wang Quan Sword that has been refined for generations by the Wang Quan family, the existence of the boring spirit in it is definitely far superior to that of the Wang Quan Sword.

After all, who said that the King Quan Sword would never be able to give birth to a weapon spirit?

"Oh~ forget it!"

Dongfang's memory of the first day returned, and he turned his mind to Dongfang Taiyi.

"I don't know what happened to my Taiyi in Wang Quan Villa?"

…

King Power Villa.

"Draw out the sword!"

"Sheath your sword!"

"..."

In a huge square, all the new generation disciples of the Wang Quan family gathered there for unified training.

Little guys of different sizes and sizes gathered in groups of three or two, constantly waving the swords in their hands, maintaining the movement of drawing out and sheathing the swords.

Out, take in...

Repeatedly, boring and boring.

Among them, there are also more than a dozen mountain villa instructors wearing blue robes. On one hand, they supervise the young people's practice to prevent anyone from being lazy. On the other hand, they are also responsible for correcting their movements to prevent someone from improperly practicing and causing damage.

However, what no one noticed was that in the area far away from the edge of the crowd, there were a few little people driving secretly.

"Hey! Taichi!"

In a blind spot where the teachers at the villa couldn't see, a little guy who was only eleven or twelve years old was secretly calling his companions.

This fat little guy is called Wang Quanyu. He is a child of the second grandfather of Wang Quan Hegemony. He has the same seniority as Dongfang Taiyi, and he is considered to be a direct descendant of Wang Quan Villa.

However, although the name Wang Quanyu placed its parents' ardent expectations on being a gentleman like jade, as a young man of the new era with rich personality, Wang Quanyu has just walked out of a different life.

At this moment, he was round and chubby, with a similarly round belly, practicing the "Sword Drawing Technique", a basic sword technique passed down from generation to generation by the Wang Quan family with hands and feet.

The ancestral motto of the Wang Quan family: The most profound swordsmanship often only adopts the simplest and most simple training methods!

Therefore, when Wang Quan family disciples have not entered the Qi Transformation realm, they can only practice the basic sword art "Drawing Sword Art" derived from generations of ancestors of Wang Quan family, in order to strengthen their own swordsmanship realm and lay the foundation for the final victory.

Have a strong foundation in cultivation and prepare for the future.

The "Sword Drawing Technique" only practices the two movements of drawing the sword and sheathing the sword, aiming to cultivate a tacit understanding between the sword master and the sword, and at the same time, it can also temporarily improve the explosive power of swordsmanship after drawing the sword.

"Um!"

Dongfang Taiyi stood tall and tall among them, practicing the swordsmanship of the Wang Quan family diligently.

Because Shenhuoshan Villa is not good at swordsmanship, Dongfang Taiyi can only learn from scratch and practice the "Sword Drawing Technique" with a group of brats.

However, because Shenhuoshan Villa is also the top force in the Qi Dao Alliance, Dongfang Taiyi has not suffered any discrimination or harm in Wangquan Villa.

Of course, the most important thing here is that Dongfang Taiyi was protected by the most authoritative person in Wang Quan Villa - Wang Quanzui.

Because of the existence of Longling, Wangquan Villa will also be close to Dongfang Taiyi, and there is no sordidness arising from the fact that they are both competitors.

Naturally, the reason why Wang Quan was drunk also played a huge role in this.

"Taiyi, have you heard?"

The fat little Wang Quanyu muttered in a low voice: "It seems like something happened to your Shenhuo Villa!"

"Um?"

Dongfang Taiyi frowned, already possessing considerable power at a young age.

"What did you say?"

Wang Quanyu is Dongfang Taiyi's closest friend in Wangquan Villa. Of course, the most important thing is because of the other party's initiative to get closer. As far as Dongfang Taiyi is concerned, as long as the friendship is without malicious intent, it is acceptable.

Wang Quanyu's intention to make friends was partly due to the teachings of his elders in the family, but partly also because of his own preferences.

He, Wang Quanyu, just likes to make friends from all over the world.

"of course!"

Wang Quanyu glanced around furtively several times. When he was sure that no one was paying attention, he said in a low voice: "I heard that someone from the supervisory office seems to have come to Shenhuo Manor!"

"It is said that their attack on Tushan failed because of your brother Dongfang Yuechu!"

"My brother?"
Chapter completed!