"You two don't have to be too polite!"

Duan Yu helped his hands: "I came out this time, but I was just traveling around. I even heard that Lingmei had lost a lightning marten here and came here to look for it... You just said what happened back then? What happened back then?"

Zuo Zimu complained secretly, wishing he could slap himself a few times, and said dryly: "I didn't know the power of heaven back then, and I felt ashamed when I did something wrong..."

As for the fact that Duan Zhengchun was defeated and almost destroyed, he could not even tell the story of his family.

Not to mention it, at most, they were cut into pieces. If they were told, the entire Wuliang Sword East Sect would not be able to be removed from the list!

After all, even if the sword saint does not pursue the matter at this time, some martial arts sects that want to use their Dongzong to please the government.

"So that's it. Our country has clear public and private affairs. Since the God-Catcher Sect has not come to cause trouble for you, even if you are guilty, you should surrender to the local government. Although I am a prince, I cannot control it..."

Duan Yu said calmly.

These words made the martial arts people around him nodded secretly: "I heard that the Duan family tutors in Dali are rigorous, and the Tiannan Sword Saint is well-organized and well-organized. This is a big statement!'

Zuo Zimu felt relieved and immediately smiled and said, "It turns out that the prince came here to find a diaper for Princess Ling? I wonder what the lightning diaper looks like? We also have many disciples under our sect, and I am willing to work hard for Your Highness!"

As soon as he said this, he felt several hatred eyes nailing to his back, especially Xin Shuangqing, thinking that you, an old man, would be good at hitting snakes and sticking on the stick. He immediately said, "Subordinate Xin Shuangqing is the guest minister of the Imperial Guard. I have seen Your Highness the Prince. My Wuliang Xizong is the sect leader here. Every flower, stone, grass and tree on Wuliang Mountain is all familiar with you..."

"Since the prince is looking for Diaoer, even though he is a reckless man, he is willing to help him. When I go back, I will call all the servants and hire a good hunter to catch Diaoer!"

Ma Wude immediately slapped his chest. At this time, he had already made up his mind that even if he lost everything, he had to flatter Duan Yu.

"Thank you, thank you, please listen to me!"

Duan Yu couldn't help but whisper when he saw more and more people rushing towards him.

Unexpectedly, his voice was made, and the whole field was silent immediately. The heroes did not dare to breathe, waiting for the prince to speak.

‘I read more history books before and knew that the heroes used martial arts to violate the forbidden situation, but I didn’t expect that the majesty of my Dali law would be the only one that!’

Duan Yu was very happy, even more proud, and felt something was wrong.

It seems that what these people fear the most is not the laws of the Dali Kingdom, the God-Secretary Sect, the Imperial Guards, etc., but they seem to be afraid of his father to death!

Even though Duan Zhengchun is so powerful that he is respected as the "Sword Saint", he is just a nickname.

Those who are with Duan Yu are all senior officials of the court, so how could they tell him these things?

Therefore, it was not until Duan Yu went out this time that he felt that "my father was so powerful in the martial arts world."

After calming down, he coughed and said, "This lightning marten comes and goes like the wind, and is also highly poisonous. No one recognizes me and Lingmei. You all accept it with kindness, but it is better not to take risks, nor can you drive the disciples and the people to take risks!"

"The prince is kind!"

His words were like an order, and all the martial arts heroes followed suit.

...

One day later, Duan Yu said goodbye to Jianhu Palace and wandered around Wuliang Back Mountain.

Although Xin Shuangqing showed up 120,000 yuan in hospitality, he was afraid of not being able to entertain, but he had never eaten any delicacies of mountains and seas and had never seen any treasures. Therefore, he delayed a little for a day, took a rest, and set off to explore the scenery of Wuliang Mountain, and searched for the whereabouts of the lightning mink.

"My Ling left home last time, she was too careless. If Aunt Gan hadn't been worried and asked her father to send guards to secretly protect her, she would have been frightened... Alas, it's a pity that after she returned to the palace, she would have been talking about fun things outside all day long, and she was moved by the hearts of Sister Wan, Sister Zhu, Sister Zi, and Sister Yuyan!"

He had amazing light skills, his steps were elegant and graceful, and he was wandering around the back mountain, but unfortunately he didn't even see the shadow of the lightning marten.

As for the "Manggu Zhuma"? I'm so sorry. I was caught by Fang Ming decades ago and studied it. Now there are not even any root hairs left.

Duan Yu walked in a walk and came to a cliff again. But when he saw a waterfall falling down like a jade dragon, he felt a little moved in his heart: "This seems to be what Master Wuyazi once said, where he enjoyed great happiness back then. Since he had arrived, he might as well go and take a look..."

He was carrying Bei Ming’s true energy at this time, and he received Fang Ming’s guidance. He was already the best player in the world.

However, the guards usually dare not really fight with him, because they lack experience in facing the enemy, but their light skills are so amazing that they find vines to weave ropes, and climb down the road as if they are walking on flat ground.

Wuyazi once told him that it is extremely simple to find authenticity.

Duan Yu went down the bottom of the lake all the way, admired Wuyazi's ingenuity, looked left and right, pushed open a stone door, and saw another jade statue.

“Huh?”

Duan Yu saw the jade statue lifelike and lively face, but he was surprised and suspicious: "This jade statue is quite similar to my Aunt Li and Sister Yu Yan. Could it be that this is their former residence?"

Wuyazi is severely disabled and has been living in simplicity. Although he has given advice on Duan Yu's martial arts, he has little communication.

Su Xinghe outside saw that Duan Yu had not officially performed the ceremony of apprenticeship, so naturally he would not tell all the secrets of Xiaoyao Sect. Therefore, although Duan Yu had learned the martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect, he did not know much about the grudges, love and hatred of the previous generation and emotional entanglements.

"My father seems to have said that I have a fate with a jade statue, which is really strange!"

Duan Yu stared at the jade statue and looked at it again and again. Even though Wuyazi had excellent skills and carved the jade statue like a real person, he was even more immortal and could not be seen as simple as anything. However, Duan Yu grew up with Duan Yuyan since he was a child, and he did not think it was too great to look at this face every day. As for the inner demons, he didn't know what it was.

After a closer inspection, I found that the inside of the shoes that looked like jade feet seemed to have characters embroidered. Looking at me, I recognized that the eight characters embroidered on the right foot shoe were "Knock my head a thousand times, for me to drive it", and the eight characters embroidered on the left foot shoe were "Follow my destiny, and have no regrets when I die."

There are two cushions in front of the jade statue, which seem to be used for people to kneel down and worship.

But Duan Yu just sneered: "I am the grandson of Dali and a royal nobleman, so how can I kneel down at will? What's more, how can I hide it from me in a mere institution?"

I immediately pressed the small cushion, and it was hard and swelling inside, as if something was there, and a smile appeared on my face.

Tear open the cushion, and there is a long silk bag of one foot. There are a few lines of fine words written on the white silk: "After you kowtow your head a thousand times, you should give me advice and never regret it for your whole life. This volume is the essence of my Xiaoyao School's martial arts. You must practice it carefully once every day at 3 o'clock in Mao, Wu and You. If you are a little lazy, I will frown and feel sad. Once the magical skills are completed, you can go to Langhuan to bless you to read all the books of various melodies. All the martial arts masters in the world gather here, and you will use them all for your use. Encourage it. After learning to go down the mountain, I will kill all the disciples of Xiaoyao School. There is an omission, and I will be resentful in the sky and the earth."

"Xiaoyao Sect? It seems that somewhere have you heard it?"

Duan Yu touched his chin and spread the silk roll, but saw that the first line read "Bei Ming Divine Art".

I was shocked again: "Isn't this the kung fu taught me by Teacher Wuyazi?"

Looking further back, I saw that there were naked pictures on the long scroll, with female portraits standing or lying, appearing on the chest, or seeing the back. The faces of the portraits were the same, but they were happy or sad, staring with affection, or looking lightly and angry, with different expressions. There were thirty-six images in total, each with thin color lines on each picture, indicating the acupoints and practice techniques.

All of these images are naked, and their appearance is exactly the same as that of the jade statue. The route of the exercise is filled with the words "Yunmen", "Zhongfu", "Tianfu", "Xiabai", "Chize", "Kongji", "Lieque", "Jingqu", "Jingqu", "Dayuan", "Oji" and other words, and ends at the "Shaoshang" on your thumb.

"Yes, it's indeed a way to practice Beiming Divine Art from Shaoshang to Yunmen!"

Duan Yu nodded and turned backwards. The four words "Lingbo Weibu" were written at the end of the roll. The following are countless footprints, which are exactly the same as what he has learned.

"This is the former residence of Teacher Wuyazi. It's not surprising that his martial arts are hidden..."

Duan Yu touched his chin: "But why did he ask me to kill all the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect? Huh? No!"

He looked at the handwriting again and saw that the font was graceful and beautiful, and it was written by a woman. He looked at the faces in the images and felt that although they were similar to Aunt Li and Yuyan, there were differences in details. He immediately understood: "This was not left by Aunt Li, but the person who left the book must have a connection with Aunt Li, maybe he was Mr. Wuyazi's wife!"

He was originally an extremely intelligent person. When he looked at the Beiming Divine Art carefully, he found something wrong: "Although the route of exercise is generally not bad, the further he went to the back, the few subtle details were quite different from what Teacher Wuyazi said!"

Although he didn't know who was right and who was wrong, cold sweat had already oozed out of his forehead. He felt in his heart that the other party deliberately used his appearance to seduce the practitioners, but he wanted to make the practitioner unable to extricate himself. The subtle changes in the following places even hid the cleverness, killing people without blood.

"If such evil things are spread, there are endless legacy. Besides, the woman above is Aunt Li's mother. It's a big bad thing to be seen by outsiders, so it's better to ruin it!"

Duan Yu immediately took out the flint, ignited the flame, and threw the scroll in.

Seeing the portrait above gradually being swallowed by the flames, for some reason, I felt relieved in my heart, as if a huge rock was moved away, and I felt empty and relaxed.

Now I walked around everywhere, and saw that there was no secret book in Langhuan’s blessed land, only empty bookshelf and signatures.
Chapter completed!