Lu Qingyun left Yuxu Palace, asked Qingfeng to bring a message to Ding Minjun, and then went down to Wudang Mountain.
In this flash, I am almost a year younger.
Thinking of the life that he and Yang Yaoqin lived like a Cowherd and a Weaver Girl after their marriage, I felt sad.
After a long journey, we finally arrived at the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
Lu Qingyun couldn't help but smile as he looked at the bright characters engraved at the mouth of the valley, which read "Anyone named Duan will be killed without mercy if he enters this valley."
He picked up a small hammer hanging on the tree and struck the word "Duan".
After the hammer and Duan Zi hit each other and made a metallic sound,
Not long after, a teenage servant walked out from behind the pine tree.
The servant smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, you are back."
Yang Guo is a distinguished guest in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and Lu Qingyun is his son-in-law, so his status is naturally not bad.
After his last visit, the housekeepers and guards of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations all remembered his appearance.
"Butler Zhong, I'm here to see my father-in-law."
"Master Lu is not an outsider, you can go there on your own." Butler Zhong bowed respectfully and stepped aside.
Lu Qingyun nodded and walked quickly into the valley, heading towards Yang Guo's small courtyard.
No matter how anxious he was to see Yang Yaoqin, he had to visit his father-in-law Yang Guo first.
"Father-in-law, I'm back."
Lu Qingyun pushed open the door of the small courtyard and said loudly.
"What took you so long?"
Yang Guo poured tea by himself.
We have already learned more about Lu Qingyun through the news sent by Zhang Sanfeng.
I just didn't expect that his son-in-law would become the head of the Emei Sect.
"Oh, it's hard to put it into words!"
Lu Qingyun kept glancing at Xizhou, but he didn't find Yang Yaoqin and didn't know where she went.
"Qin'er accompanied Miss Mu and Mrs. Zhong to Jinghu Villa in Xinyang."
"Father-in-law, what are they doing there?"
Jinghu Xiaozhu should be where Ruan Xingzhu lives. Could it be that Duan Zhengchun took Qin Hongmian there?
Can Zhong Wanchou, that petty old licking dog, let his wife go meet Duan Zhengchun?
"Master Zhong Gu is practicing in seclusion. Mrs. Zhong took Zhong Ling and Miss Mu away secretly. Qin'er didn't trust them and escorted them all the way."
Yang Guo had a funny expression on his face.
This Zhong Valley Master is a wife slave. If he hadn't practiced in seclusion, he would never have allowed Gan Baobao to take his daughter out.
If he learned after he was released that his wife had taken their daughter to find Duan Zhengchun, it is conceivable that he would be furious.
Lu Qingyun asked nervously: "Is Qin'er's health okay?"
Yang Guo nodded.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is really a magical place. The coldness in Yang Yaoqin's body has basically recovered, and he has broken through the early stage of the Grandmaster Realm and reached the Middle Stage of the Grandmaster Realm.
Otherwise, Yang Guo would not agree to her escorting.
"That's good." Lu Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Yaoqin's coldness was also a concern for him. When he came back this time, he was going to use the Nine Yang Qi in his body to try to heal her.
"Qin'er and the others have been walking for half a month, and they should have arrived at Jinghu Xiaozhu by now. You should leave now. If you don't delay on the way, you should be able to catch up."
"Father-in-law, are you still staying in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations?"
"No, after Valley Master Zhong comes out of seclusion in two days, I will go back to the ancient tomb."
No matter how good the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is, it is never his home. Yang Guo decided that after Lu Qingyun left, he would return to the ancient tomb.
He hadn't chatted with Xiao Longnu for a long time, and he missed her very much.
"Okay, father-in-law, I will go to Jinghu Xiaozhu to find Qin'er later."
With the whereabouts of Yang Yaoqin, Lu Qingyun is not too anxious.
No matter how urgent you are, you won’t waste a meal.
After having lunch with Yang Guo and resting for a night, Lu Qingyun embarked on the road to pursue his wife.
After leaving the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations for a hundred miles, I rode along the mountain road. Unexpectedly, a large group of people appeared in the desolate mountain, blocking the road out of the mountain.
Lu Qingyun had no choice but to rein in his horse and stop.
Those people in strange clothes followed the sliding pole at the front with gongs and drums, and kept shouting: Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magic power is boundless, he can attack everything, and he is invincible.
Sitting on the sliding pole is an old man with white hair and a face as beautiful as a crown jewel.
He waved the cattail leaf fan lightly, smiling, not to mention his pride.
Lu Qingyun has never seen such a shameless person.
Even in the deserted mountains, he can put on this kind of posture with great fanfare, and the degree of self-pleasure is outrageous.
Lu Qingyun's face was full of contempt.
Mo Yunzi, a disciple of the Xingxiu Sect who was leading the way, saw that the road ahead was blocked by a man and two horses, so he ran over quickly.
"Block the old immortal's magic frame, damn it!"
Mo Yunzi cursed loudly and waved a poisonous needle with his right hand.
Lu Qingyun was furious and waved his sleeves, and the poisonous needle was reflected back by the powerful internal force.
Mo Yunzi didn't even respond. Her chest hurt and she fell to the ground. After a few puffs, foam began to form at her mouth.
Ding Chunqiu could see clearly that the person who came was not weak in cultivation, so he clapped his hands on the sliding pole and flew out.
He landed gracefully a few steps in front of the horse, with a slight smile on his face, and gently shook his cattail leaf fan.
"Boy, how dare you hurt my disciple of the Xingxiu Sect!"
"So what if I'm injured?"
Lu Qingyun sat on the horse, looking down at Ding Chunqiu who was standing not far in front of the horse.
Others may be afraid of Ding Chunqiu's great martial arts and poisonous martial arts.
But he possesses the Beiming Divine Art and the Nine-Yang Divine Art, which can be said to be a complete suppression.
Ding Chunqiu's smile remained unchanged, and with a wave of his fan, Mo Yunzi's body flew sideways towards Lu Qingyun.
Lu Qingyun slapped the saddle with his right hand and flew out, avoiding Mo Yunzi's body.
But as soon as the horse underneath him came into contact with the corpse, it neighed twice and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu has boundless magical power, is invincible in all attacks, and is invincible in all battles. I advise you to kowtow obediently and apologize. Maybe the old Immortal can be lenient."
Disciples of the Xingxiu Sect came forward, waving flags, shouting, and blowing the Dharma Conch.
Ding Chunqiu shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and his expression became more and more proud as he listened to his disciple's praise.
"Old Monster Ding, do you know how to do these dirty things?"
Lu Qingyun landed on his feet, shook his robe and said.
Ding Chunqiu was furious and didn't say anything. He waved his cattail fan and the disciples surrounding him flew towards Lu Qingyun one after another.
Lu Qingyun's figure dodged continuously to avoid the poisonous corpse. He drew a circle with his left hand, brought his right hand back to his chest, and struck out fiercely.
The roar of the dragon sounded.
The fierce internal force struck Ding Chunqiu first.
A disciple of the Xingxiu Sect who lives in the Western Region has never seen such a powerful palm technique.
The words he was planning to brag about again were all stuck in his throat, and everyone looked at him in stunned silence.
After all, Ding Chunqiu was a famous demon in the world. He was naturally knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He tapped his feet on the ground, and while avoiding people, he waved his cattail leaf fan and slapped the disciples beside him towards Lu Qingyun one after another.
There was a loud bang.
The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect who turned into poisonous corpses were beaten to pieces by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
"Old Monster Ding, how many more disciples do you have available?"
