501: C501 Qingcheng peak

C501 Qingcheng peak

"But ?" What Murong Qingyun was concerned about now was not the question of retribution, but rather, whether or not Mu Family would take revenge on me because of this!

"They dare?" Long Xingyun immediately opened his eyes wide, and said with a domineering tone: "You can just directly send the person to the hospital, at that time, the people from Mu Family and Mu Family will naturally deal with it!"

"Is this really okay?" Murong Qingyun was still worried.

"Don't worry, during this period of time, this old man will stay in your villa. Even if Qingcheng Family and those fellows from Mu Family come to find you, you don't have to bother with them!"

"Alright, alright, thank you Senior Long!"

"Don't thank me yet." Long Xingyun snickered, and said: "You must be entertaining good wine and good food during this period of time, at that time, just don't find it troublesome!"

"How could that be?" In the face of Long Xingyun's teasing, Murong Qingyun also gradually relaxed and the atmosphere eased up: "For Senior Long to be able to stay at Swallow Dock, that is my Murong Family's good fortune. I will definitely send down an order from Qingyun, and definitely won't dare to slight Senior Long!"

Long Xingyun waved his hand: "Alright, alright, you don't need to be nervous, aren't they just a few suppressed family clans? Is there a need to be nervous? "

"Senior Long has taught you a lesson, Senior Long has taught you a lesson!" Murong Qingyun hurriedly nodded and agreed.

The capital, Chen Yufan's luxurious villa. After the Thunder Fire's heavenly tribulation, the main villa naturally could not be used again, and could only wait to be constructed and perfected. However, the Villa's daily life was not affected. Chen Yufan moved to the Villa's side hall, where the Tunya Hall was. Ximen Jue naturally followed along.

On the dark green grassland, a young man was practicing his fist art. The strength of his fist art was vigorous and powerful, and it looked extremely fierce.

Not too far away from the youth, a huge white tiger was lying on the ground, dozing off. From time to time, it would open one of its eyes and look at him with disdain. A huge umbrella stood beside the White Tiger, and under the umbrella, Chen Yufan was lazily basking in the sunlight.

"Young Master, there's already news from the Myriad Flowers Palace?" Hao Tian's voice suddenly resounded respectfully from behind Chen Yufan.

Chen Yufan replied coldly, "Speak!"

"The Myriad Flowers Palace is in the extreme north of China, and it's said that the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus was produced there!"

Chen Yufan nodded. "How far is the distance from the capital?"

"Around two days. However, with young master's cultivation, you should be able to arrive here in less than two hours!"

Chen Yufan waved his hand, and said: "Alright, I understand, sooner or later we will settle this debt with them!" After saying that, Chen Yufan suddenly laughed, pointed at the youth who was practicing fist techniques in the distance with his fingertip and laughed: "Xi Men Xi, how do you feel?"

Under the nourishment of Chen Yufan's heavenly resources, Ximen Jue's injuries were already better, and his cultivation had even surpassed before. Ximen Jue laughed lightly two times, then shook his head and said: "There is power in the air, and no charm!"

"Indeed, if it's an ordinary expert, then Murong Hai can be considered as someone great. "But against a Yellow Level expert, he's not even worth a second look!" Chen Yufan laughed helplessly, and said: "I never thought that despite having been passed down for hundreds of years, my Murong Family would in the end have already fallen to such a state. It truly makes one sigh!"

"Not only Murong Family, even Ximen Family are also like this? If not for the fact that there is still an Old Ancestor of the Sword God on Ximen Family, I'm afraid ? " Ximen Jue lamented.

"Sword god?" Chen Yufan was suddenly curious. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you talking about the west gate blowing snow?"

"It is indeed the Old Ancestor, Xi Men Feng Xue. However, even the current family head does not know where the Old Ancestor is." Ximen Jue sneered.

Upon punching out, the wind shrieked, and a ghastly wail filled the air as the punch was retracted. After finishing the set of fierce fist techniques, Murong Hai finally walked towards Chen Yufan. He was already a cripple with broken tendons and veins, but he received treatment from Chen Yufan. Not only did it heal his damaged veins, it also made the meridians under Murong Hai's body even larger, and his internal force greatly increased. In a single leap, he broke through the eighth level of Nine Grade.

With regards to Murong Hai, Chen Yufan could be said to be a favor to him again, since he definitely already owed him this favor.

"Brother Chen, how is my fist technique? Please advise me!" Murong Hai laughed. Perhaps it was because he was affected by Qing Chengwuhua that the burning sensation in Murong Hai's heart was becoming stronger, continuously becoming stronger.

Chen Yufan looked at Murong Hai and laughed: "Brother Murong, your Murong Family technique should not be so fierce and tough, right? "Even in the whole Water Pavilion, I don't think I can find Brother Murong's fist technique, right?"

Murong Hai laughed awkwardly, and said: "This is indeed not a legacy from the Murong Family family, but something I learned from an expert by chance when I was young. "The name of this fist technique is Mountain Splitting Fist."

Chen Yufan did not know how to reply, and smiled with narrowed eyes. With a point of his hand, the gigantic tree in the distance collapsed with a loud bang. Murong Hai turned pale with fright: "Participating in Finger?"

"Brother Murong, the combination of Murong Family and finger techniques is famous throughout the world. Brother Murong, why do you need to sacrifice yourself for the sake of distance?" Only then did Chen Yufan slowly open his mouth and call for help.

In the Suzhou People's Hospital, two special patients laid in a luxurious ward. One was, and the other was naturally. The sickroom was bustling with work. The nurses and doctors were busy. On the other side of the ward, a dozen specialists were working together to study the disease. Sometimes they were silent, and sometimes they argued intensely. Their opinions did not seem to be the same, because in the history of medicine, they had never encountered such a condition.1

Next to the ward was a small but quiet lounge. In the lounge, two well-dressed middle-aged men stood by the window. However, these two only looked like middle-aged men.

A trace of worry appeared on both their faces at the same time. However, they were not worried about the patient. These two people were no other than the Hermit Family family's Qingcheng Qifeng and the Mu Family family head.

Qingcheng Qifeng was just like his name, tall and straight, his handsome face was indeed like a peak. Comparatively, Mu Yunhai was a bit more ordinary. However, Mu Yunhai's entire body was releasing an extremely strange Qi, which looked like Righteous Qi, but it faintly revealed a trace of gloominess. The two of them looked at each other, and Qingcheng Qifeng suddenly spoke, "Brother Mu, in the end, who were you to injure Wu Hua and Little Tian!?"

Mu Yunhai let out a faint sigh, narrowed his eyes and said: "It's still hard to say, but he shouldn't be someone from a Venerable family. It was absolutely impossible for such a person to exist in Murong Family. Wu Hua was in the middle Huang grade and Xiao Tian was in the early Huang grade. The palm print on their chests belonged to the same person. The entire Wu Lin, being able to attack at the same time and quietly injure two Yellow Level powerhouses, and even injuring the entire meridian and vein with one palm, this kind of cultivation was at least Black Level Peak, or even Earth Level. You and I can barely do it, but to say that it's so clean and efficient is a bit too difficult! "

"Brother Mu, can't you see the way?" Qingcheng Qifeng frowned, he picked up a cigarette and puffed twice.

Mu Yunhai shook his head, and said: "I'm unable to see it for now." Pausing, Mu Yunhai continued: "In the entire martial arts forest, the number of people who can do this could be counted on one hand. ,, Ku Mu, Long Xingyun, Li Wentian of the Carefree Villa, and the Great Lama of the Budala Palace all had the ability to do this. However, this pair of palms was not pure buddhist internal force, and was not a Taoism. Although Long Xingyun's palm was powerful, it was still the will of a tiger-walking Dragon's Roar, and it was not that strange. The force behind Li Wentian's palm was soft and ethereal, but it was also scattered like white clouds in the sky, so it was impossible for it to become like this. As for the loudspeaker, the Buddhist sacred art it possesses is even more impossible! "

"Could it be ?" After being silent for a long while, Qingcheng Qifeng finally spoke with some hesitation.

Mu Yunhai shook his head helplessly: "I am not sure right now, but I heard that the young man is very powerful. Furthermore, based on his identity, he shouldn't do something as shameless as sneak attack!"

"Then who is it?" Qingcheng Qifeng fiercely threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and said with a frown.

Mu Yunhai laughed and said: "Brother Qingcheng, don't be impatient. "Don't you feel that this palm energy is a little bit ? a little bit ?"

"What's that?" Qingcheng Qifeng said anxiously.

"I can't say, but according to the clan's records, the person from three hundred years ago ?"

"Wushuang?" Qingcheng Qifeng immediately exclaimed, his eyes staring widely, and he suddenly said: "Not bad, not bad. "This strange palm force is indeed similar, indeed similar!" Qingcheng Qifeng turned his head around in fear and asked: "Brother Mu, do you mean that he has already left the Shishaihai realm?"

"I don't know, everything is still being guessed!" Mu Yunhai sighed, and suddenly changed the subject with a smile: "Brother Qingcheng, what do the ancestors of your Qingcheng Family think about this matter?"

"The old masters didn't say anything. They just asked us to restrain the disciples and not to rashly provoke the martial arts world's people. and quietly wait for the Clan Gathering to activate! " Qingcheng Qifeng's expression became a little ugly, "Where's the Mu Family Old Man?"

"It's the same saying. I don't think these old fellows want to leave the mountain." Pausing for a moment, Mu Yunhai coldly snorted, and said: "No wonder. The old people are at least already at the seventh level of the heavenly tribulation, what can they do even if they manage to leave the mountain? Might as well just quietly wait in the mountains for the arrival of the thunder tribulation. "

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