Your little uncle is much more diligent than your master when he was young."

Chunluan, who put on her battle armor and carried a spear on her back, complained softly: "Master, don't talk about what I did when I was young. Am I not young now?"

"Hahaha," Mr. Qiu laughed while stroking his beard, his voice was quite hearty.

Dong Peng arranged two ox carts to carry everyone slowly towards the hillside forest outside the town.

Along the streets and alleys, there were only a few pedestrians.

Mo Feng and Fu'er, who were accustomed to the bustling scenery of the big city, now felt the tranquility and leisure of the small town, and their moods became a little more peaceful.

The years here are slow and the sun is long here. Everyone can support themselves by doing one thing well.

Mo Feng whispered: "No matter how many times we lose in the Twelve World Competition, it doesn't seem to affect the life here."

"Well," Chun Luan said, "those cities where a large number of tribesmen are gathered are the ones who are really anxious...and this is the case in all walks of life. Only those big cities are considered cities and can be seen by the adults above.

These small towns and villages are as good as non-existent."

Mo Feng didn't know how to comment for a moment, always feeling a little powerless.

Qiu Lao saw him and said with a smile: "You can ask Qingshan about this question."

"Yes, Master."

Mo Feng responded respectfully, his master's words filling his heart again.

'Your little uncle was a fool before he was eight years old.'

Fool?

No, this may be the state of 'innate perfection and freedom' in those rumors. My uncle has behaved strangely and behaved strangely in the eyes of others since he was a child, because he is a natural martial arts expert.

Yes, that must be the case!

Mo Feng's eyes gradually became more fanatical, and he wished he could squat next to his uncle right away and study Uncle Qingshan's practice method carefully.

After an unknown amount of time, Dong Peng smiled and said, "It's right here."

On the hillside ahead, Wu Wan trotted to meet him, his open chest dripping with sweat.

Jin Wei suddenly became energetic, jumped off the bullock cart and rushed towards Wu Wan, still laughing, but she didn't know what she was laughing at.

All children are like this.

Wu Wan picked up little Jinwei and spun her around twice, making Jinwei scream continuously;

Several people got off the bullock cart one by one. When Qiuli and Chunluan wanted to help Qiu Lao, they were pushed away by Qiu Lao.

The older the old martial artist was, the less he wanted to obey his old age. At this moment, he was walking on the hillside with his hands behind his back, and his spiritual power was flowing in his body for the first time in a long time.

Wu Wan stepped forward to meet him and called him "teacher" respectfully.

Qiu Lao found a shade tree, called his disciples and grandsons to gather in front of him, and began to explain martial arts and teach Bengyun Jin.

Wu Wan opened up the power of his soul to monitor everywhere, carefully analyzing the meaning of the teacher's every word.

He suddenly felt two fiery eyes beside him.

Little Jinwei hasn't even entered puberty yet, so why is she starting to have feelings for her?

Wu Wan turned his head and glanced, and there were several black lines hanging on his forehead.

Uh, it's Mo Feng.

If this were Fu'er and Wu Wan, although they would feel uncomfortable, they would still be able to accept it.

But Mo Feng...a young man with a delicate face...

"Little uncle."

While Qiu Lao was drinking water, Mo Feng whispered something.

"What's wrong?" Wu Wan subconsciously moved half an inch away from him.

Mo Feng took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and asked angrily: "Were you a fool when you were a child?"

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Qiu Lao choked on his drink of water.

Wu Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was because of this that he thought Mo Feng...

"That's right," Wu said with a smile, "Others laugh at me because I'm too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can't see through it. Maybe I'm a fool in the eyes of others, but sometimes, I'm just following nature."

Mo Feng clenched his fists excitedly and looked at Wu Wan, his eyes became even more intense.

Qiu Lao said calmly: "Okay, okay, you two little guys, stop whispering. I'm here to explain Bengyun Jin to you, and then give you a demonstration."

Chun Luan hurriedly said: "Teacher, let me demonstrate. Don't tremble your energy and blood."

"Hey, it doesn't matter," Qiu Lao said with a smile, "You haven't mastered your kung fu yet, so you can do some Qi training for me in advance."

Wu Wang hesitated to speak, but still obeyed the teacher's wishes.

What Wu Huan didn't know was that not far from their heads, on a slowly floating cloud, two figures were sitting in the cloud, drinking wine and listening to music, feeling at ease.

There is no way, the power of the soul of Wu Wan's incarnation is not very strong, even if the spiritual sense can see the cloud, it can't see through the blindness on the cloud.

Of the two figures, one was of medium build, with bulging muscles, a beard, wearing golden armor, and exuding a strong masculine aura.

A fat ball turned into a ball...or in other words, this is a ball.

At this moment, the two gods drank one glass of wine after another. The innate god in armor sighed softly, and the ball god's eyes were filled with emotion.

"Water God," the strong man sighed, "if you have something to say, just say something. I have drunk so much wine, and I look like this with a faint and resentful look. You say this! If you want to drink, just say it, I will give it to you.

Is it okay to care enough?"

"well."

Shui Shen said: "I don't know where to start talking about this."

The God of War wondered: "What's wrong?"

"My daughter..."

"What's wrong with Sister Cangxue?" Martial God's eyes lit up and he leaned forward slightly, "Tell me, Sister Cangxue is back?"

"Yes," the Water God sighed, "he is back, but he is gone."

After saying this, the Water God picked up a glass of wine and drank it down. His fat face, which even looked mildly sad, was full of tangles.

Shui Shen said: "Didn't Emperor Kuang lose to the new Heavenly Emperor Donghuang Taiyi in the wilderness?"

"I'm worried about this too," the God of War sighed. "That day when Donghuang Taiyi and the gods in the sky took action, I also felt it. Good guy, this Donghuang Taiyi was a bit amazing. He incorporated hundreds of avenues into his own.

Tao, it has never been done before or since."

"My grandson." The Water God muttered in a low voice.

The God of War blinked: "What?"

"My grandson," Shui Shen said, "Donghuang Taiyi, is Cang Xue's child."

The God of War's eyes widened, and the breath almost came out of his body. He gritted his back molars and shouted: "Cang Xue is married!?"

"Ah," the Water God muttered, "I found the man I love in the wilderness, and he is a human race."

"I!"

The God of War hammered his heart twice hard, and then sighed quietly: "Fortunately, I didn't put all my bets on Cang Xue girl, and there are several other girls she likes. Let's drink and drink and wish her happiness.

...No, you said Cang Xue is missing?"

"It was when His Majesty hit the seal of heaven and earth and fought against Donghuang Taiyi that my temple on the seabed was broken into."

The water god sighed:

"After I rushed back, Cang Xue's figure was no longer there. Her real body - Eternal Green, the first piece of black ice in the world, had been taken away, and the fluctuations of the ancient seal still remained.

Obviously, while the two Heavenly Emperors were competing, someone was plotting secretly, and based on the remaining fluctuations, only the strongest could do this.

Only Di Kuang, who was driven away by Donghuang Taiyi, had the opportunity to come to Tianwai.

I used various means to track it all the way, and finally found the location of my daughter's body."

"At Zhulong's?"

The God of War asked in return.

The water god nodded lightly.

The God of War threw the wine glass and chopsticks onto the square table, looking a little ugly.

"Let me just say, Zhulong doesn't want to go back for revenge, but wants to be the Emperor of Heaven. He can still cooperate with Emperor Kuang now! Have you forgotten how he was kicked out back then?"

The Water God hurriedly said: "Don't say that, don't say that, your Majesty is your Majesty after all."

"Why are you afraid of him?"

The Martial God slapped his thigh: "If he hadn't used the Avenue of Chaos to force my eldest brother down, my eldest brother would have done it for him back then!"

The Water God smiled awkwardly and muttered: "Your Majesty is very kind to me after all."

"I think you are just too weak! What if we join forces and touch him?"
To be continued...