Lu Qingyun understood immediately.
Zhang Sanfeng has reached an agreement with Yang Guo, and his marriage to Yang Yaoqin has been decided.
The world of martial arts is so damn simple, all you need to do is tilt your mouth.
All house and car bills are free of charge.
"My father-in-law is here, my son-in-law is kowtow."
"Get up, Qin'er will be left to you from now on, you have to treat her well, otherwise I want you to look good."
"I must, I will definitely treat Sister Yang well." Lu Qingyun's face was full of love.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and slapped him again, "Don't be too happy, wait until you have perfected the Nine Yangs Magical Skill before you can have a wedding."
Lu Qingyun's face darkened, his identity was determined, but he could only endure it.
He looked at Yang Yaoqin who secretly looked up at him and made up his mind.
In order to live a happy life, one must practice the Nine Yang Divine Skill to perfection as soon as possible.
It took Zhang Wuji five years to master Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, and he could do anything faster than him.
In the evening, after Zhang Sanfeng had a drink of engagement wine, he left the ancient tomb with a smile that showed his scheming had succeeded.
Yang Guo disappeared with several bottles of Liuliangye in his arms, leaving Lu Qingyun and Yang Yaoqin staring at each other.
The marriage had been decided, and Lu Qingyun was not polite and hugged Yang Yaoqin, "Qin'er, you will be mine from now on."
Yang Yaoqin was too embarrassed to raise her head and let Lu Qingyun hold her like this.
the next day.
Lu Qingyun began to practice hard for the first time in his life.
At noon, Yang Yaoqin urged her to eat, and then she stopped practicing.
After lunch, the two of them rubbed their ears and temples under the waterfall, and then Lu Qingyun started practicing again.
Yang Yaoqin sat aside with a sweet smile on her face.
at the same time.
The third floor of the ancient tomb.
Yang Guo sat cross-legged in front of a white jade coffin with a smile on his face.
"Long'er, our Qin'er is already married, to that boy Qingyun."
"That boy has a good character and a good heart. You can rest assured that Qin'er will marry him."
Yang Guo picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip.
"When they actually get married, I will be able to put my mind to rest, and then I will be able to accompany you all day long."
Yang Guo wiped the tears from his eyes, picked up the wine and continued drinking.
The sun sets.
After practicing, Lu Qingyun opened his eyes and looked at Yang Yaoqin who was guarding him with a smile on his face.
"Qin'er, we are already married. Do I want to pay homage to my mother-in-law?"
In the past six months, Lu Qingyun had mentioned paying homage to Xiao Longnu, but he was rejected.
Now that we are a family, we have to pay homage to whatever we say, otherwise it will appear that we don’t understand any etiquette.
Yang Yaoqin nodded and led Lu Qingyun to the third floor of the ancient tomb.
When the two entered the third floor, they saw Yang Guo drunkenly leaning against the white jade coffin.
"After my mother passed away, my father would always be like this." Yang Yaoqin said bitterly with helplessness.
Lu Qingyun held her hand, "The relationship between father-in-law and mother-in-law is unparalleled in the world."
Without disturbing the sleeping Yang Guo, Lu Qingyun knelt in front of the ancient tomb, kowtowed respectfully, and left with Yang Yaoqin.
Yang Guo opened his eyes and looked at the white jade coffin, "Long'er, you have seen him. Although he is not as handsome as me, he is still pretty good."
After leaving the third floor of the ancient tomb, Lu Qingyun began to practice hard again in order to have a happy life as soon as possible.
In this way, Lu Qingyun spent a lot of time practicing the Nine Yang Magic Art every day, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day,
When Lu Qingyun was practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, he felt signs of breakthrough and felt happy. He quickly mobilized the Nine Yang True Qi throughout his body to attack the major points in his body.
Jiuyang's true energy surged one after another like a tidal wave.
After a while, there were muffled sounds inside the body one after another, and dozens of large holes were opened in succession.
The Nine Yang Divine Art finally reached the state of great perfection.
Lu Qingyun laughed excitedly.
Yang Guo heard laughter and came to the practice place.
Lu Qingyun, who was looking at the fuss, laughed and scolded: "You brat, why are you so crazy so early in the morning?"
"Dad, I'm so happy that Qingyun Jiuyang has achieved great success." Yang Yaoqin's face was full of joy.
"Oh, girls are really outgoing!"
Yang Guo shook his head and sighed helplessly.
"Alright, since Qingyun has achieved great perfection in breaking through the Nine Suns Divine Art, then you all can worship tonight."
"Thank you, father-in-law."
He had been waiting for this day for two years, and he could get his wish tonight, and he couldn't express his excitement.
The wedding was very simple.
Lu Qingyun and Yang Yaoqin kowtowed three times to Yang Guo, and then went to the third floor of the ancient tomb. They kowtowed three times to Xiaolong who was sleeping in the white jade coffin, and the ceremony was considered complete.
After Yang Guo warned him, he hugged the wine jar and left the tomb.
The night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.
Lu Qingyun gave all the essence he had accumulated for eighteen years to Yang Yaoqin.
Shortly after their marriage, the two came to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain Waterfall again.
Lu Qingyun once again challenged Yang Yaoqin.
Yang Yaoqin practiced the Nine Yin Manual and Tidal Internal Power, as well as the top boxing, palm and sword techniques taught by Yang Guo.
In the past two years, the two have fought several times, and Lu Qingyun has never been defeated.
"Qin'er, I will definitely beat you this time."
"It might be possible when you enter the Grandmaster realm."
Yang Yaoqin smiled and looked relaxed.
"It's impossible, I don't believe it."
Lu Qingyun took a stance.
A dragon roar sounded, and Kang Long Youhui blasted out instantly.
Yang Yaoqin stretched out her jade palm and attacked Lu Qingyun.
She was shaken back a step after a loud noise.
"Haha, Qin'er, you lost!" Lu Qingyun laughed excitedly.
"It's really awesome."
Unexpectedly, she was knocked back a step after using her seventh-level skills.
He took out the crape myrtle soft sword from his waist and said, "Come again."
"I won everything, so I won't fight anymore."
Lu Qingyun acted rogue.
It was just uncomfortable to fight against Dugu Nine Swords.
If I lose the palm technique, I might try again, but if I win, I'll give it up as soon as possible.
"It's up to you." Yang Yaoqin put away the crape myrtle soft sword.
"My Qin'er is the best!"
Lu Qingyun showed a smirk on his face, hugged Yang Yaoqin and kissed her.
After a moment of lingering, the two returned to the ancient tomb hand in hand.
after dinner.
Yang Guo stopped the two from returning to the room and took them outside the ancient tomb.
"Qingyun, in two months from now, you must learn the kung fu I teach you."
"Father-in-law, it's enough for me to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. I don't need to learn too much."
Yang Guo had a sneer on his lips.
After getting to know each other for a long time, he didn't know anything about Lu Qingyun's temperament.
Without saying a word, Lu Qingyun was slapped several meters away.
After Yang Guo finished all the palm techniques, he looked at Lu Qingyun who had a bruised nose and face and said, "This is the Great Nine Heavens Hand. Do you remember it? Do you want to do it again?"
Lu Qingyun waved his hand quickly, "Remember."
"Okay, don't think about being lazy. I have to check it in three days. If you don't know how to do it, you know the consequences."
Yang Guo turned around and walked into the ancient tomb with his hands behind his back.
"Qin'er, what's wrong with father-in-law?" Lu Qingyun rubbed his chest.
Yang Yaoqin covered her mouth and snickered, "Who made you like to be lazy?"
Three days later, after Yang Guo was satisfied with watching Lu Qingyun's practice of the Great Nine Heavens Hands, he beat Lu Qingyun violently again.
"This is the Heart-Destroying Palm. I will check again in three days."
Lu Qingyun watched Yang Guo leave, leaned into Yang Yaoqin's ear and asked softly: "Is there too much noise at night, which makes my father-in-law unhappy?"
Yang Yaoqin looked shy and twisted Lu Qingyun's arm hard.
In order to no longer become a human punching bag, Lu Qingyun tried his best and finally asked Yang Yaoqin to say a lot of nice things to him, thus avoiding the pain of being violently taught.
Two months later, Lu Qingyun, with his superb understanding and the help of Nine Yang Magic, finally learned a rough outline of Yang Guo's Kung Fu.
On this day, Yang Guo called Lu Qingyun to his side, "Qingyun, dad has something to do and wants you to go down the mountain to do something."
"Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Cult, is dad's disciple. He hasn't been heard from for several years. Dad wants you to go and have a look."
Yang Guo took out a map and a letter and handed them over.
"Father-in-law, don't worry. Qingyun will definitely give the letter to Brother Yang."
According to the description in the original work, Yang Dingtian should have been dead for decades. Why did Yang Guo's words seem wrong? Lu Qingyun didn't say much and took the letter with doubts.
"Safety comes first when you go out. If you can't fight, run away. If you can't run, call me your father. I'm afraid they won't dare to embarrass you!"
Yang Guo had a look of pride on his face.
Lu Qingyun agreed wholeheartedly.
If you can't beat him, fight with him. This is the ultimate skill of the second generation martial artist.
Yang Guo waved his hand: "Go ahead, have a good rest tonight and leave tomorrow morning."
"Okay, father-in-law."
