Chapter 498 Wen Qing Father and Son

After the laughter fell, Xu Ziyan asked with great interest: "elder brother, how did the master answer Fengquan?"

"Hahaha..." Huo Wu laughed unscrupulously again, and said a little out of breath:

"Who does he think he is? He thinks that if he becomes the peak master of Baicao Peak, he can sit on an equal footing with his master? A monk at the foundation establishment stage dares to threaten a great monk at the alchemy stage. If it wasn't because he was a fellow student of Master, Master Just slap him to death. That's it, I was kicked out by Master."

"Oh... this... Master... he..." Xu Ziyan didn't know what to say, she didn't think that her master was also a violent element.

After parting with the elder brother, Xu Ziyan frowned slightly while walking along the mountain path, thinking:

"It seems that Qianfu Peak and Baicao Peak are really at loggerheads this time, and I don't blame Master for it. You are a monk in the foundation period, even if you are the peak master of Baicao Peak now, you are still at the level of the foundation period , dare to threaten a great cultivator on the eighth floor of the alchemy stage, are you really crazy?"

However, Xu Ziyan sighed softly in the end: "After the stalemate with Baicao Peak, it really hurts both sides. The disciples of Qianfufeng can no longer ask Baicaofeng for alchemy in private, but Qianfufeng will not give Baicao again. Feng's disciples make talismans privately. As a result, the strength of these two peaks will probably decline after years of downfall. Because it is impossible for me to make alchemy for Qianfufeng all the time, and when I leave Taixuanzong to go to the Central Plains to experience , Qianfufeng will have no one to make alchemy for his disciples.

No, it can’t be like this, we must solve this problem. But how can we solve this problem? Ask Master to bow his head to Fengquan? This is simply impossible. Let a big monk on the eighth floor of the alchemy stage bow his head to a monk in the foundation stage, it would be better to kill him. It is even more impossible for him to bow his head to Fengquan. Xu Ziyan doesn't have that kind of self-abuse hobby. "

Xu Ziyan rubbed his temples with both hands with a headache, and suddenly his heart moved.

"Can I train an alchemy master? I don't know if there are any disciples of Qianfufeng who are willing to make alchemy? Probably not. Will those who are willing to make alchemy, or have the talent for alchemy, join Qianfufeng?"

Xu Ziyan couldn't help sighing again, and suddenly heard someone calling herself, and turned her head to see that it was on her side, and Lin Feiyu was walking towards her.

"Senior Sister Feiyu!"

Xu Ziyan walked towards Lin Feiyu, saw Lin Feiyu's face was full of frustration, and asked softly:

"Senior Sister Feiyu, what's wrong with you? Could it be that Fengquan bullied you again?"

Speaking of which,

Xu Ziyan's eyes are sharp. After hearing that Fengquan dared to come to Qianfufeng to threaten his master, Xu Ziyan didn't like Fengquan any more. He even decided in his heart that if that Fengquan really bullied Lin Feiyu again, he would kill Baicao Peak and teach that Fengquan a lesson.

"No." Lin Feiyu shook his head lightly and said.

"What happened then?" Xu Ziyan looked at Xu Ziyan puzzled.

"I went to Baoqi Peak just now." Lin Feiyu said sullenly.

"Go to Baoqi Peak?" Xu Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, then reacted, and asked softly: "Master Mo Feng refused?"

"Hmm!" Lin Feiyu sat down on a big rock by the road depressedly, lowered her head, twisted the corners of her clothes vigorously with both hands, and said, "Master Mo said that the weapon refining technique of Baoqi Peak cannot be taught to others. Disciples from other peaks."

Xu Ziyan looked at Lin Feiyu and suddenly felt a movement in his heart, thinking of her brother Lin Feiye. Didn't Lin Feiye swear to become an alchemist? I think he should have the aptitude for alchemy. If I dug Lin Feiye to Qianfu Peak and trained him to be an alchemist, then wouldn't there be no shortage of alchemists in Qianfu Peak? Even after I left Taixuanzong, Qianfufeng could continue to develop.

But, how can we dig Lin Feiye to Qianfu Peak?

Xu Ziyan also sat beside Lin Feiyu blankly, frowning slightly, thinking there. Lin Feiyu on the side saw Xu Ziyan frowning there, and thought Xu Ziyan was anxious about her affairs. When I was moved in my heart, I persuaded Xu Ziyan:

"Zi Yan, don't worry, take this matter slowly."

Xu Ziyan was awakened from his thoughts by Lin Feiyu's voice, and felt a little ashamed when he heard Lin Feiyu's words clearly. Hearing this, he nodded lightly and said:

"Alright, let's figure it out slowly."

The two fell silent again. Xu Ziyan thought about it and decided to know about Lin Feiye's situation first, so he asked:

"Senior Sister Feiyu, what kind of spiritual root is your brother?"

"Is it a fire attribute spiritual root? What's wrong?" Lin Feiyu asked in confusion.

"I remember that senior brother Lin is the second level of cultivation in the foundation period?" Xu Ziyan asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, I just broke through not long ago."

"I don't know how many alchemists he is now?"

"Yipin, he was a first-rank alchemist a long time ago. It's just that my brother used to patronize cultivation and wanted to win for his father. But..." At this point, Lin Feiyu's eyes turned red again, sucking Sucking his nose, he said:

"Cultivation has not improved much, and alchemy has also been delayed."

After Xu Ziyan confirmed that Lin Feiye had the aptitude for alchemy, he made up his mind to dig Lin Feiye to Qianfu Peak. Considering Lin Feiye's current position in Baicao Peak, this matter shouldn't be difficult. But now I couldn't bring it up immediately, so I comforted Lin Feiyu a few words, chatted a little more, then broke up with Lin Feiyu and flew towards Qianfu Peak. These days, because of the suzerain's grand ceremony, guests from all walks of life have to be entertained, so Xu Ziyan lives in Qianfufeng.

Because of her worries, Xu Ziyan didn't fly in the air, but stepped on the green grass with her hands behind her back, breathing the spiritual energy in the mountains, and walked forward slowly.

Just after turning the foot of a mountain, I heard a boy's voice:

"Beautiful sister! Beautiful sister!"

Xu Ziyan looked for his reputation, only to see a boy running towards him bouncing on the green grass. Behind him is a middle-aged scribe looking at him with a smile.

"Wen Hao!" Xu Ziyan shouted in surprise: "You also came to Taixuanzong?"

"Yes, beautiful sister!"

Wen Hao ran all the way in front of Xu Ziyan, grabbed Xu Ziyan's hand and said: "I heard that my father is coming to Taixuanzong, so I yelled for my father to bring me here. I think I can see my beautiful sister here. Beautiful sister, Did you think of me?"

Xu Ziyan remembered that he and Wen Hao had ambushed Yan Wei in Sanxian City at the beginning, stroked Wen Hao's head with the other hand in his heart and said with a smile:

"Of course my sister misses you, just to hear you call me beautiful sister, I miss you too!"

"Then I'll call out a few more beautiful sisters! Beautiful sister!" The boy Wen Hao took Xu Ziyan's hand and laughed and danced.

In fact, Xu Ziyan is also very surprised why the boy Wen Hao is so clingy to himself, but seeing the excited and innocent eyes in Wen Hao's eyes, he also has a feeling of closeness to Wen Hao in his heart. At this time, I saw that the middle-aged monk who followed Wen Hao also came to the front, and Xu Ziyan looked up at him.

Wen Hao hurriedly pulled Xu Ziyan closer to the middle-aged monk for a few steps, raised his small face to look at the middle-aged monk and said:

"Daddy, this is the beautiful sister, do you think she looks like that?"

The middle-aged monk looked at Xu Ziyan carefully, with excitement in his eyes. He nodded vigorously. Xu Ziyan didn't know what the father and son were talking about, and looked at each other in confusion. The middle-aged monk nodded slightly towards Xu Ziyan and said:

"I am Hao'er's father, named Wenqing. Are you?"

"Oh!" Xu Ziyan saluted hurriedly: "I have seen the leader of the Wen League. Next is Xu Ziyan, the sixth disciple of the true biography of the leader of Liangfeng in Qianfufeng."

"Beautiful sister! Beautiful sister!" Wen Hao shouted, shaking Xu Ziyan's hand again.

"Wen Hao, what's the matter?" Xu Ziyan asked softly.

"Where do you live, let Wen Hao and Dad go to your place and sit?" Wen Hao looked at Xu Ziyan with expectant eyes.

"Hao'er, don't mess around!" Wen Qing drank softly, but Xu Ziyan clearly saw the expectation in his eyes.

Xu Ziyan just hesitated for a moment, and wanted to know what their father and son said just now, so he said softly:

"Master Wen, if you have nothing else to do, Zi Yan invites you and Wen Hao to sit with me for a while."

"Good! Good! I have time!" Wen Qing responded immediately, and then felt embarrassed and blushed slightly.

With a move in Xu Ziyan's heart, he was sure that the father and son had some secrets, so he led the way to his residence. When I came to my residence, I asked Wen Qing and Wen Hao to sit down. Made another cup of tea for Wen Qing, and then sat opposite Wen Qing.

Wen Qing looked at Xu Ziyan on the opposite side, his eyes gradually became moist, as if his dead daughter was sitting in front of him alive.

"Master Wen?" Xu Ziyan called softly.

"Huh?" Wen Qing woke up from the memories, smiled apologetically and said: "Zi Yan, I'm sorry, the old man lost his mind."

"Nothing." Xu Ziyan said softly, but she was more curious.

"Beautiful sister, do you know why my father is sad?" Wen Hao said softly.

"Why?" Xu Ziyan asked softly.

"Because you are like my sister." Having said that, Wen Hao's eyes shed tears.

"Oh?" Xu Ziyan looked at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing sighed softly, and said slowly: "Zi Yan, I have a daughter, and I love her very much. You look very similar to her, just a few years ago..."

Wen Qing slowly and sadly told about her daughter, so that Xu Ziyan understood why the boy Wen Hao was so clingy to him when he saw him for the first time. Looking at Wen Qing who was still in grief, he said softly:

"Master Wen, my condolences! The cause of Miss Wen's death has been found out?"

Tired me, go to sleep! If you have a ticket, just throw it away!