But he didn't dare to say this.

He just said: "If the lady is still here, she will definitely be very pleased to see the development of the White Dragon Court in what she is today."

"Haha, yes." Master Long nodded and gradually smiled.

He is still a bit proud of the current scale of Bailongting.

Since his wife's death, he has never had a woman in his life.

Without children at his knees, he took nine disciples and achieved the purpose of spreading martial arts.

Moreover, he was determined to develop the Bailong Court. With his powerful strength, he defeated a large number of opponents, supported this sky, and was widely praised by fellow practitioners.

All of this is for the love that year.

Thinking about it now, he still remembers the hard days he spent with his wife in those years.

"Who is the last word 'ting'?" Yu Fan asked.

Mr. Long replied: "The man's name is He Shengting. He is my best friend in life and death. He is still alive now. However, his health is not as good as before. He retired five years ago and lived in seclusion on an island in the south. If you have the chance in the future, you can take you to see him."

Yu Fan nodded happily, "It is my honor to be able to see such a senior."

To be honest, he admires the three founders of Bailongting very much.

The ancient martial arts world in China has always existed in the form of sects and families, and has a strong sense of family. The quality of the follower often determines the impression a person gives to others.

The ability of the White Dragon Court to rise in such an environment and stand in southern China shows the courage and strength of Long Ye and others.

They must have had a very hard time back then.

It took a lot of effort to achieve today's results.

"Master, Senior Brother Six has arrived."

Just as the conversation ended, Lin Yi spoke and reminded him.

At another entrance to the garden, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a wide windbreaker walked in with great strides.

This person is strong and has a steady pace. There is a fierce force between his eyebrows. You can tell at a glance that he is a character that is not easy to mess with.

Yu Fan felt a little bit and knew that his strength was at the peak of the sky level, which was stronger than Lin Yi, but he did not enter the innate world and was not the most elite disciple under Master Long, so he had a clue in his heart.

"Master! Junior brother!"

Zhao Jinpeng came to the garden, first met Master Long, and then greeted Lin Yi.

Master Long introduced: "Lao Liu, this little brother is the successor of Master Nima, the peak powerhouse in the Snow Region. His name is Yu Fan. He has the innate high-level strength and is a young talent."

Then he said to Fan: "Brother, this is my sixth apprentice Zhao Jinpeng. He has an ordinary martial arts skills, but he is a good talent in handling matters and is responsible for all matters in the Bailongting Yunhai City Branch."

Yu Fan nodded slightly to Zhao Jinpeng, as a gift.

After hearing Mr. Long's words, the latter glared with two tiger eyes, and ejaculated out of his eyes, and said loudly: "It was this kid who injured my godson?!"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush up.

Mr. Long's face froze and was very embarrassed by the apprentice's bad temper.

Lin Yi reacted quickly and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Sixth Brother, Sixth Brother! Brother Yu Fan is a distinguished guest of the master, don't do anything randomly!"

Both of them are of heaven. Although Lin Yi is much inferior, Zhao Jinpeng did not take all his strength, so he could still stop him.

The blocked Zhao Jinpeng glared at Yu Fan and said in a muffled voice: "Good boy, you dare to come to the Bailongting Headquarters after beating my son. You are very brave!"

He didn't hear Lin Yi's words in his ears.

"cough!"

At this time, Master Long cleared his throat.

Hearing the voice of the master, Zhao Jinpeng hurriedly restrained his anger, lowered his sleeves, and said respectfully: "Master."

Master Long pretended to be angry and said, "You bastard, do you still have me as a master in your eyes?"

"This... what the master said, even if my disciples are brave enough to win the courage of the bear heart and leopard, they dare not disrespect you." Zhao Jinpeng looked embarrassed and said with a smile.

In front of his mentor, he couldn't lift his viciousness at all, but he looked like a timid child.

Master Long snorted, "I don't know you dare! Don't mention your kid's misunderstanding. Come here and get to know Brother Yu Fan."

"Hey, OK Master."

Zhao Jinpeng agreed repeatedly.

He is not stupid. When he sees Long Ye's attitude towards Fan, he understands the relationship between China.

Although he was dissatisfied, he still took two steps forward and reluctantly clasped his fists to Yu Fan and performed the etiquette of a martial artist in the martial arts world.

He said perfunctorily: "Brother Yu Fan, I, Lao Zhao, are polite here."

"You are polite to Master Zhao. I had a conflict with the son a few days ago. I took action more urgently. I hope Master Zhao will forgive me." Yu Fan followed Wen Huan and said with a respect.

Zhao Jinpeng had an unwilling expression on his face, but since Master Long said, "Don't mention that matter again", he did not dare to disobey his mentor's intentions.

I had to say, "Forget it, my boy deserves this life, I don't blame you."

Yu Fan thanked him.

At this time, Master Long said, "Old Liu, do you still remember the black-faced little boy you brought back more than ten years ago?" He directly introduced the topic. Zhao Jinpeng didn't know why, "I will naturally remember it when I go back to Master. That boy is now following my godson, relying on his outstanding physique, he can barely fight with a master at the early level of the Xuan level. Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"Then do you still remember where you picked up the black-faced little kid from?" Mr. Long asked again.

"Well..."

Zhao Jinpeng touched the stubble on his chin, frowned and shook his head slightly: "I don't remember the specific location. I only remember it was in a mountainous area in the north of Batan. The transportation was very inconvenient. When I went there, I was hiking with my friend. I accidentally found Xiao Heiqiu. Seeing that he had no father or mother, he brought it back."

“The mountainous areas in the northern part of Batan…”

Master Long said it once and looked at Yu Fan.

Yu Fan asked, "Are there many people around Dahei?"

Only then did Zhao Jinpeng realize that Master Long asked for Yu Fan, and he felt a little unhappy.

He said, "It looks a lot, and it's not clear what's going on. We only stayed there for one night and left the next day at dawn."

Yu Fan frowned slightly.

Zhao Jinpeng gave a little information.

If you only know this little news, it would be very difficult to find another group of descendants of Kunlun slaves.

After all, the territory of Batan is not too small, and it is not easy to find a small village in the northern mountainous area.

Unless... the number of descendants of Kunlun slaves is extremely large, and they are scattered, far more than just one village.

But this possibility is too small.

One example is that Kunlun slaves are a relatively rare race, with low reproduction ability and have been passed down to this day, and very few can retain bloodlines.

Second, if there were a large number of people with physical fitness far exceeding ordinary people, they would have been known by major powers and arrested for research.

"Thank you, Lord Zhao, for telling me."

Although I didn’t ask a clear answer, it was a good idea to know a clue about “the mountainous area in the northern part of Batan”.

At that moment, he said to Master Long: "Master Long, if there is nothing to do, I will say goodbye first. The secret book of the sword score needs to be picked up specifically. You can stay for two days."

Master Long knew that he had something to do, so he nodded and said, "Well, go there. If you have time, you can come to Bailongting to share your martial arts experience."

"Okay, sure!" Yu Fan bowed his fists and left immediately.

Before leaving, the golden cicada on the old pear tree next to him shook its thin wings and made a long "cida" sound, as if he was a little reluctant to leave him.
Chapter completed!