The same book "The Eighteen Forging of Wind and Fire" is placed in front of Duan Heihu.

The Duan family and his son sent Yu Qingyue on the last journey, but did not attend the Langhua Dan Banquet, so they returned to Jianchuan City. After a little settled, Duan Yan put Yan Li's secret book in front of Duan Heihu.

The father and son looked at each other speechlessly.

Perhaps they did not know the story of King Shangwu, nor did they know the real cause of Yu Qingyue's death, nor did they know what kind of enemy they were facing.

But they are not blind.

This generous father and son could at least see Wei Chongshan's magnificent arrival and a series of performances of the three sword gates at Yu Qingyue's funeral. Especially at the last moment, a divine dragon actually came to the sky!

They are not fools either.

As old martial arts world, at this moment, they at least understand that what happened next will belong to the legendary immortals, and there is no room for ordinary martial arts people to intervene.

This book "The Eighteen Forging of Wind and Fire" is Yan Li's warning, allowing the father and son to practice martial arts with peace of mind, to strengthen the Fenghuo Forging, and to live and work in peace and contentment from now on.

But, can this father and son really let go?

"Dad..." Duan Yan spoke in a deep voice, "Isn't your son useless?"

Duan Heihu frowned and replied in a muffled voice: "Well... it's a little bad..."

"Hey, Dad!" Duan Yan protested loudly.

"But there is no other way to compete with!" Duan Heihu stroked his beard and said, "If you compare with Master Yan, it would be a little worse..."

"Hey... Dad, don't we compare with monsters?" Duan Yan curled his lips.

"Well, alas..." Duan Heihu grunted and said with his beard twisted, "I know what you want to say! So many immortals came in one breath. It must be something wrong! Master Yan picked us out and prevented us from wading into this muddy water... Although I, Duan Heihu, can see clearly, it must be a fatal matter! We are afraid we can't help..."

"Dad!" Duan Yan's voice raised a little more, "Can we not help, we just pretended that we didn't see it? Look, Han Xi did not leave, Boss Cheng, a gangster, stayed safely in Chi Yunguan. Why is it that only we father and son are back? Could it be that we are the wrong turtle!"

"Of course not!" Duan Heihu also had a fire in his chest, and he jumped three feet high when he heard this. The sound like a bell made the tiles rustle, "The Duan's surname is not a turtle! Even if we die, we must die with our backbone! Stinky brat, scout the guys, let's kill you now!"

Duan Yan was also impatient, pulled out the sword Xihen and jumped out of the hall. His father Duan Heihu followed him out, holding the super heavyweight broad sword in his hand.

Just as the father and son looked up, they saw the hanging plaque of "Wind and Fire Forging".

That is an old sign that has been passed down for decades.

The father and son were silent again.

It is easy to die, and a big scar is lost in their heads, so they really don’t care. But what should I do if this ancestral sign? It disappeared silently?

Duan Heihu's leopard eyes squeezed and squeezed, and his mouth was stumbled and said in a muffled voice: "Boy, look at your house, let's see me go and kill him seven in seven out--"

"Dad. It seems that the fight hasn't started yet!"

"Isn't it sooner or later?"

"Uh... dad..." Duan Yan said in a deep voice, "You'd better go, son. Look at Han Xi, Boss Cheng and others. They are about the same age as their son. Why are you going to join in the fun..."

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the head. Duan Heihu said angrily: "How old are you, how dare you dislike your father?"

"Uh..." Duan Yan could only swallow the second half of his words.

Duan Heihu hummed several times before saying angrily: "What you said is right. They are all juniors. I have a lot of beards and it would be a big deal to stick there! Alas... go, be careful in everything, follow Master Yan's arrangements!"

"Son understand."

"If there is really something wrong, you must tell your father. Although my father is not very capable, I am just not afraid of death!"

Duan Yan took two steps back, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed three times to Duan Heihu, "Son bid farewell to his father!"

"Well, you go now!" Duan Heihu said in a deep voice. He felt that this farewell might never be seen again.

Duan Yan stopped talking nonsense, stood up neatly, ran to the gate of the yard, and then turned around and shouted: "Dad, you are not old, why not marry a stepmother quickly and give birth to a younger brother for me!"

Duan Heihu's face turned red when he heard this, and he cursed loudly: "Boy, get out of here quickly-"

Duan Yan dodged a flying stone, and then ran straight out of the Fenghuo Forging Gate without looking back.

Duan Heihu looked at his son's back and was silent for a long time before he returned to the main hall. He always felt that something was missing in his heart and could not calm down no matter what. In his annoyance, he couldn't help but open the book "Eighteen Forging of Wind and Fire".

There are only eight big words in the beginning of this book:

The divine wind blows the martial arts, and the sky fire is born.

Next, there are familiar human figures of Heihu, but each one is plausible.

In an instant, his attention was attracted.

——…—

Chi Yunguan.

Zhan Baiyang, the great priest of Jianzhuyuan, was also reading "The Eighteen Forging of Wind and Fire".

"The divine wind blows the martial arts, and the sky fire is born..." Zhan Baiyang looked through and pondered, "This inheritance uses its own essence to transform into the wind of breathing. The divine wind turns to produce flames, which creates the flow of wind and fire, and the endless momentum of life, from shallow to deep, with subtle and mysterious, and is really brilliant! Master Yan not only knows the alchemy and the martial arts insights have reached the innate Aotang, Bai Yang can only admire it."

Yan Li was not humble either, so he asked himself: "In my opinion, is this inheritance suitable for use?"

Zhan Baiyang nodded and said, "The Taoist practice is to refine essence into qi, and to refine qi into spirit. Using the essence of kidney water to condense the wind of breathing is to refine essence into qi; the nine-reincarnation of the spirit wind is to refine qi into spirit, which is in line with the essence of Taoism. This heavenly fire is not the qi and energy of the fire, but is actually the samadhi of essence and energy, and it can be connected with the "Samadhi Vajra Method" and should be combined with the true heaven! This first thing Zhan Baiyang responds to!"

"Sir, please be aware of the thoughts when you hear the strings, and you will speak quickly." Yan Li said with a smile.

"Haha, although I have never heard of the name of "The Eighteen Forging of Wind and Fire", it is from Master Yan, and it must be related to the Forging of Wind and Fire. Zhan Baiyang received this favor and must be protected by Jianchuan City to be fully protected by Fenghuo Forging. This is the right thing to do." Zhan Baiyang also smiled and said, "The master solved my troubles for many years. If there is anything else, please speak up."

"There is another thing - wandering in Yanguan." Yan Li continued the tea ceremony.

Zhan Baiyang heard the name of "Wandering Yanguan", and couldn't help but look serious and smiled bitterly: "Although I was prepared for a long time, I still have to say: This is really a big problem. Although there are many practitioners in the Tai'an Academy, the East China Sea defense line is long, and the Confucian Sect will not withdraw too many people. If the century-old beast tide of Wandering Yanguan arrives, the Jade Emperor Temple will not help, and even constrain it behind it. The Confucian Sect will still be in danger..."

"Ha, sir, don't worry." Yan Li chuckled, "I will not let silly make things difficult for me, nor will I rely entirely on Confucianism to overcome difficulties. What I want is that no matter what happens, Confucianism cannot advance and retreat with the Jade Emperor's View! As long as Confucianism is willing to observe on the wall, I will never fail!"

Zhan Baiyang's eyes flashed and he said in surprise: "It turns out that King Shangwu and the master had already planned! If this is the case, no matter what situation, the Confucian school will put the people first and will never dance with the Jade Emperor. But I wonder what master has to do to deal with these problems?"

"There is no clever plan. If the situation is really bad, the prince will invite dragon soldiers from all over the world to enter the Central Plains. It will not be our problem at that time." Yan Li said casually. Of course, this is not his real strategy, and that plan is not yet time to be discussed.

"Cough cough..." Zhan Baiyang could only shake his head and cough, "It was indeed a big problem."

The dragon soldiers from all over the world enter the Central Plains, which is always simple to say, but the key is: If these dragon soldiers come to the Central Plains, they will take root and never leave again? Yan State and Western Qin are all the incense foundations of the Taoist Heavenly Court. If Yan State converts to the Dragon God from then on, the position of the Jade Emperor Master will be replaced by ten thousand people!

Fortunately, this is not a trouble for Confucianism.

Qiu Di, the leader of the Jade Emperor Temple, acts tyrannical and domineering. If someone changes to sit, the Confucian school will be optimistic.

Yan Li smiled and said, "Compared to the battle when the Yanguan beast tide arrived, Yan Li hopes that on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the Master Qiu Di Temple can lead the thirty-six Heavenly Gangs to gather in the mountain lance Ancient Ze, so that I can get it once and for all! I don't know if Jade Emperor Guan is willing to give me this opportunity."

Shanlan Guze is home to Yun Sect, and there are Dragon Lord and Dragon Soldiers in charge. If the Jade Emperor Guan attacks in large numbers, it will inevitably be difficult to get a favor and may end up in annihilation of the entire army.

However, Zhan Baiyang's idea was not so simple. He was thinking about the purpose of Yan Li's words: the young alchemist in front of him was wise and had superb skills. He seemed to be free and easy in his words, but in fact he could not miss it. How could he suddenly mention the Mid-Autumn Festival War?

Could it be that he wanted to use my mouth to spread this news? What is the purpose of spreading the news that King Shangwu is not afraid of the full war in the Jade Emperor Temple?

Is it a re-used strategy in the empty city, or is it a reverse approach to ask you to get into the trap? Or is it really a straightforward battle post?

Zhan Baiyang was unpredictable, so he stopped responding to this sentence and asked himself: "The first two things the master said are simple and easy, but there is a third thing, do you need Bai Yang's service?"

"There is one small thing left, let's talk about it after the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yan Li said.

"Since that's the case, Zhan Baiyang is bothering him for a long time, so he said goodbye." Zhan Baiyang bowed, "I told you a word when I was leaving."

"I hope to hear the details."

"As the master said, the practice of Confucianism must be based on the right path. Take a step back and become a mediocre person and a devil, so the subordinates will inevitably be of different quality. If the master encounters unfilial people in the future, please don't laugh at Bai Yang for his incompetent teaching! Please--"

After saying that, Bai Yang drove the four-wheeler and left.

Many masters who attended the Langhua Banquet had left at this time, and Chi Yunguan finally returned to tranquility.

Guiyun, Shang Shaoqing and others walked out from behind the room, came to Yan Li, and asked with confusion on his face: "What does Mr. Bai Yang mean in the last sentence?"
Chapter completed!