At night, Dicuixuan banquets the living room, with bright lights and wine.

Tonight's Diecuixuan is particularly lively. In addition to the Zuo family's father and son, there are also Thirteen Grandma Bao and their proud disciples. Fifty or sixty people gathered together to celebrate and drink, and they were very lively.

Zuo Lengchan introduced the Thirteenth Taibao present to Zuo Yi. Zuo Yi went up to pour wine and toast them one by one, and met them all. Do you remember it? Let me be familiar with each other first.

The tortured tower hand Ding Mian, the crane hand Lu Bai, the big Songyang hand Fei Bin, the big Yin and Yang hand Lehou, the nine-curved sword Zhongzhen, the deputy leader Tang Yinge, the white-headed immortal Weng Bu Chen, the vulture Sha Tianjiang, the divine whip Deng Bagong, the golden lion Gao Kexin...

Zuo Yi stepped forward and greeted him one by one. After this round, he was already drunk, and he was already drunk.

When Zuo Yi took his seat again, Zuo Lengchan raised his glass and laughed heartily: "Hahaha! Everyone, today the dog Zuo Yi climbed Songshan, which can be considered as officially under my Songshan. From now on, everyone will be their own people. Come on, let's drink a cup together, which is to welcome the dogs!"

Tota Shiding reluctantly drank all the wine in the glass and praised loudly: "The senior brother of the sect is such a blessing, and all three sons are good at it."

Needless to say, the nephew Ying and the nephew Ting, have already achieved remarkable cultivation at a young age and are an example of my disciples in Songshan.

Nephew Yi is not much better than that. His weapon is extraordinary, like a young dragon and a young phoenix, he will become a great person sooner or later. It really makes my junior brother very envious!"

"Where is it, Junior Brother Ding praised it. As long as the three of them are not defeated, they will be satisfied with their brother. Hahahaha! Come, cheers!"

Zuo Lengchan was humble in his mouth, but in fact he couldn't even close his teeth. He laughed and drank the wine in his glass.

Ding Mian's words reached Zuo Lengchan's heart. Zuo Lengchan's eyes slowly swept across his three sons and nodded with satisfaction.

The eldest son Zuo Feiying has followed him since he was a child to learn literature and martial arts. He has outstanding literary and martial arts skills and has won his true teachings. He has shown his skills at the age of 25 and is highly respected by young disciples in the sect. He should be able to inherit his hegemony in a hundred years, and may even surpass his superiority.

The second son Zuo Ting, in order to test the ice true energy he had just realized, left a secret disease in his body, causing his body to be weak and cold. Now he can only practice martial arts for one hour a day, I am afraid that he will not be able to reach the extreme level of martial arts throughout his life.

However, after two years of conditioning, the second son's secret disease has been alleviated. It will be difficult to become a first-class expert in the future, but there should be no problem reaching the peak of the second-rate.

Moreover, because Zuo Ting could not practice martial arts for a long time, he spent a lot of time on reading and understanding the truth, which made other achievements.

He seems to be introverted and indifferent, and is ordinary, so he has the nickname of "cold pine outside the sky". In fact, he has a clear mind and a hill in his chest. He may be a talent for the king and his disciples in the future.

As for the third son, Zuo Yi, he gave him a big surprise, and even a little scared, which made him feel like an upset.

Zuo Lengchan originally planned to keep Zuo Yi away from the world, study and take the career path in Hangzhou.

Even if Zuo Yi has no great prospects in the future, as long as he marrys and has children safely, it will be considered as leaving a way out for the Zuo family.

But I didn't expect that if his youngest son didn't make a sound, he would make a big splash.

Less than four months after he left home, he not only got rid of the pursuit of evil slaves, but also changed from an unknown young man to a martial arts hero who defeated the four Xiu of Qingcheng, killed thieves from three mountains and five mountains, and became famous.

Along the way, he defeated bandits, eliminated bandits, performed chivalrously, eliminated violence and maintained good fortune, and left his name everywhere.

It made his reputation as "The Sword of the Wind, Invincible for a hundred steps", "The Sword of the Wind", etc., and it was well known to everyone in the world, and it was the most popular.

Before he knew it, he became an idol of many young people.

In terms of momentum, his son has already entered the first echelon of rising stars in the world.

This made him, a father-in-law, feel a little confused while being surprised.

If it were an ordinary father, he might only be happy, his son would become famous and honored.

But Zuo Lengchan is a hero of a generation and has a unique vision.

He naturally understood that to achieve this, to make his reputation so famous in a short period of time, it would not only be martial arts strength.

What's more, where did my son's martial arts come from?

Well, you have to ask carefully after the banquet...

All of them here are men from the world who drink wine and talk about the world, and the atmosphere is warm and bold.

Halfway through the wine, Da Songyang's hand Fei Bin stood up and looked at Zuo Yi with a smile and said, "You are the father of the tiger but no son! You are a master of "a sword of the strong wind, invincible for a hundred steps". I'm afraid everyone in the world knows it? It makes me feel that there is a light on my face! Hahahaha!"

Although there is praise in the words, it is not without joking.

"Not bad! It's really well-known, hahahaha!"

The rest of the people laughed.

Zuo Yi quickly stood up and said humbly: "The uncles of the master have praised it. The so-called name of the master is just a joke in the world. It is really hard to enter the hall of elegance, which makes all the uncles laugh."

Fei Bin waved his hand and said, "Nephew Yi, don't be humble! We warriors should be brave and diligent, and the reputation we earn with our ability is to take the lead.

But Uncle Master is a little curious. According to outsiders' description, your strong wind sword is huge and extraordinary. It doesn't seem to be my Songshan inheritance. Can Nephew Yi solve his doubts for Uncle Master?"

As soon as he said this, the noisy hall gradually became quiet, and everyone looked at Zuo Yi with different eyes.

Zuo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and the alcohol in his eyes slightly reduced.

He has been in the world for three or four months, and has dealt with all the various ancestry and various ancestry. His experience has gradually become richer. In addition, he has been a human being for two lifetimes, so he is no match for a novice who has just entered the world.

Fei Bin's question seems plain, but in fact there is mystery.

In the martial arts world, learning privately with other schools of martial arts is a taboo, and this is particularly particular for major schools with a sense of ownership.

These major sects all emphasize the purity of bloodline.

Anyone who has learned martial arts and brought his skills into the mountains often has a very different treatment than those who grew up on the mountains.

Even if Zuo Yi is the son of the head, if he brought his art into the mountains and learned martial arts in his school, his future in the Songshan School will definitely be more or less affected.

Needless to say, the young leader is the position of the leader. Even if you want to be an elder and the head in the future, you will have to be examined repeatedly and are innately at a disadvantage.

Regarding Fei Bin's inquiry, Zuo Yi didn't know whether he was straightforward or had other intentions.

Zuo Lengchan glanced around, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he ordered Zuo Yi: "Yi'er, everyone here is your own people, you can't hide it at all. Let's listen, what's going on with your sword in the wind?"

"yes."

Zuo Yi organized his words in his heart and explained calmly: "Dad, uncles, my sword of the strong wind is actually a move in Songshan Sword Technique.

It’s just that because you have very little time to go home and are neglected to teach your children, I can only compare the secrets and understand them by myself most of the time.

It is precisely because of this that the Songshan sword technique I practiced may be deviated.

My so-called Sword of Fierce Wind is invincible for a hundred steps. In fact, it is a straightforward move in Songshan Sword Technique. It’s just that the sword techniques are different, and the effects are also different."

"So that's the case."

Zuo Lengchan's face suddenly became clear and nodded with a smile.

Only he knew the audience. He never passed on the sword technique to Zuo Yi, but only taught him the basic sword stakes and left two secret books at home.

In his opinion, maybe his wife gave the secret to her son early, maybe it might not be...

Of course, in such an occasion, it is impossible for him to tear off his son's desk.

Everyone else in the hall looked at each other, but they didn't expect to get such an answer.

Fei Bin stroked his beard and stared at the boss, and said in surprise: "Hey! This is really strange. We all know how to go straight to the point!

But why can only you, the junior nephew, cause a strong wind? I can't imagine it.

Brother Yi, can you show it on the spot to open our eyes?”

Lu Bai, the immortal crane hand, also smiled and said, "Yes, I'm very curious about this. Why don't you practice it? Let my uncle open my eyes, and think it's a way to help the wine!"

"This... how dare I show off my skills in front of all the uncles?" Zuo Yi said hesitantly.

Zuo Lengchan laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, it's okay, Yi'er, since your masters all want to see it, just practice it. Just for my father to know, if we have not seen each other for a year, how far your martial arts have reached."

"Yes, the child obeys the order."

Zuo Yi no longer refuses.

He entered the open space in front of the hall, and immediately a disciple presented a long sword.

At this time, Zuo Lengchan heard another voice: "Yi'er's martial arts performance alone is too boring, and it's hard to see the depth. Who would have the young disciples here want to come to an end and have a chance to compete with him?"
Chapter completed!