After reading it for a while, Master Yu Qing remembered who it was, and quickly shouted, "Stop it, both of you are our own people. Don’t fight any more, so as not to hurt your peace."
Song Chang Gung had long wanted to stop, so he took back the "Three Yang One Sword", and three rainbows danced and circled around him, and "wooshing wooshing" returned to the sheath in order.
The colorful clouds disappeared immediately, and a middle-aged belle with crutches and silver hair stood there, took a look at everyone and said with a smile, "Don’t get me wrong, I’m an old woman named Cui Wugu, and I’m just here to see."
Master Yu Qing hurried forward to salute and said, "It turned out to be Cui Daoyou. Poor Ni Yuqing was polite. I didn’t know it was you, so I made a move. Please forgive me."
Cui Wugu, the daughter of the White Dragon, said with a smile, "Hehe, it turned out to be Master Jade Qing, the’ Moga Fairy’. I’m really lucky to be old. This little brother’s flying sword is good, and my old woman can hardly stop it."
Song Changgeng bowed his hand and said, "Situ Ping, who is under the gate of the’ Blissful Reality’ of Xiaqingcheng Sect, did not distinguish between friends and enemies for a while during the struggle between the two families. Please forgive me."
"Oh, you are the Situ Ping who beheaded the green-robed bodhi old zu in Ciyun Temple. No wonder it’s so wonderful. I happened to think of it and came to see the two fighting figures. I didn’t want to meet a master like you. It’s really lucky."
Standing in the courtyard, the white dragon girl Cui Wugu said with a smile that she really admired her heart. First, the other side’s flying sword was too good, and first, the other side’s fencing was also very good.
Just now, if Master Jade Qing, a Moga fairy, hadn’t stopped her, she would have made another magic weapon, so she felt that the other person could be an equal with her.
Looking at her, Song Changgeng moved in his heart and asked with a smile, "I wonder if Wu Gu’s husband ever came together. I have something here. Maybe we can exchange it?"
Cui Wugu, a white dragon girl, said in a daze, "He did come here, but he didn’t go there to look. What do you have?" My husband and wife have been refined into innate swords, and they don’t care much about magic weapons. "
Song Changgeng looked at her and smiled and said, "You just have to go back and tell him that I have the second volume of the book in his hand. If he wants it, how about exchanging it with the first volume in his hand?"
"What? You have the next volume? Really? " Cui Wugu, a white dragon girl, was just looking good. When she heard that there was a gobbledygook in his hand, she was immediately rude.
However, she still reacted immediately, and returned to a tolerant manner, smiling and looking at him. In fact, she had already turned up a huge wave in her heart. Although the things they learned were excellent, they were just average.
In those days, after getting the scroll of the gobbledygook, with the help of the real person with long eyebrows, I really learned a lot of mysterious skills. According to the real person with long eyebrows, if I can get all the upper, middle and lower volumes, it will be easy for the fairy.
But the middle volume was taken by two dwarfs in Songshan, and the husband ignored him because he didn’t agree with the white dwarf, so he was stubborn and didn’t ask for the book.
Recently, the couple happened to know that the next volume was born in Dinghu Lake, and later it was taken by the hand of the’ Qingluoyu’ monk Wei Fengniang, so they came out of the mountain and wanted to touch the opportunity.
Because my husband’s hometown is here, I want to accept some apprentices with roots here, so I can have a helper in the future. So I came to see someone fighting here. I didn’t expect someone to say that there was a scroll.
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Chapter seventy-nine Wide open the gate
(Second, when I first came up, I saw that my collection fell off, and the book reviews were full of dissatisfied voices. I was really speechless. Maybe my book was really bad. I’m not in the mood to collect recommendations, so help yourself. )
Didn’t say anything, Song Chang Gung directly took out two volumes of silk books from the dry Kun bag on the right side, threw one of them to the White Dragon Lady Cui Wugu, and then waved another volume of silk books in his hand and said:
"If you have a scroll, you naturally know whether this scroll is true or not. I’ll give you one third. If you want two thirds of my hand, you can exchange it. How about that?"
The white dragon girl Cui Wugu paused. She didn’t expect the other party to be so generous. She quickly opened the silk book in her hand and read it twice. She finally confirmed that it was a rubbing, but it was true.
She looked up and greedily glanced at the scroll of silk books in Song Changgeng’s hand. After thinking for a while, she said, "Well, we changed it. I can make decisions without looking for him. This is the extension of the first volume."
Then she took out a roll of silk book from her waist bag and threw it away. Then she looked at Song Changgeng expectantly, hoping that he would decide it as soon as possible.
Song Changgeng took the scroll of silk books with some surprise. He didn’t expect that Cui Wugu, the white dragon girl, would take the rubbings of [the scroll of Guang Chengzi’s gobbledygook] with him, and things would be solved so easily.
After careful examination, he made sure that it was the real book, and then threw the rest of the roll in his hand. Everyone just watched the two of them throwing it around.
Cui Wugu, the white dragon girl, got the rest of the volume, carefully checked that it was true, and said, "See you later!" After a simple ceremony, he went straight away with a golden light.
Master Yu Qing didn’t have time to say anything. She looked at Song Changgeng with a strange eye, wondering what the secret was and how many good things there were in this guy.
Others haven’t done much. The young man named Bai Qi was the first to react. He has been on the tramp for a long time, and he didn’t show up at first. Now he knows that this man is so good.
I just thought he was an ordinary disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, but now I can see that he can fight even an old-timer, and the jade Qing masters that the female sword immortals have always respected are all polite to him.
It seems that this man is great. As for this, Bai Qi fiercely stood up and walked a few steps to Song Changgeng, kneeling on the ground with a "poof" and kowtowing.
Song Changgeng was stunned by him, and quickly stepped back and said, "What are you doing here? Is there anything you can’t say? What did you sing? "
After listening to his words, Bai Qi stopped kowtowing, still kneeling on the ground, raised his head and said, "I don’t know Taishan, I didn’t know you were such a great person. Please accept me as an apprentice."
Originally stunned by his behavior, everyone understood that only a few people had been robbed out successively, and’ poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poof-poo
Looking at a few people, Song Changgeng was in distress situation. Why did everyone come? Although the main purpose of his coming here was to see if he could take a few people back for the Qingcheng School, of course, he despises these people.
But not everyone wants it. He pointed to Dai Hengyu and said with a smile, "You are the head of the clan. At such a big age, can you really abandon your wife and children? If you abandoned me, why did you accept such a heartless man? Go back! "
Dai Hengyu was also impulsive. After listening to his words, he thought about it. He had to stand up awkwardly and then said, "It was my thoughtlessness for a while. I’m going to rush food for everyone."
Seeing Dai Hengyu take the opportunity to leave, Song Changgeng pointed to Wei Qing and said, "Your qualifications are average, and you are not bad. Tell you what, I’ll accept you as a registered disciple. You don’t have to go back with me, but practice at home."
Although he was not accepted as a formal disciple, Wei Qing knew that his qualifications were average, and it would be good to have a master to accept him, so he bowed and kowtowed formally, and then stood up and stood behind Song Changgeng.
Song Changgeng pointed to Ling Yunfeng and said with a smile, "It’s interesting for you. Although I can’t help men and women, I can’t collect them indiscriminately. Just now, Cui Wugu, the white dragon girl, is your aunt and grandmother. Why didn’t you go to worship her and come to me?"
After listening to his words, Ling Yunfeng was one leng. She looked back at her father, hoping that he could give herself an answer. The old man Ling Cao was only half-stunned to remember something and nodded to her.
Ling Yunfeng stood up and went to his father’s side, trying to ask her carefully, but Song Chang Gung saw her move, and her eyes flashed a cold light, and her heart was already a little angry.
In fact, Ling Yunfeng’s original idea was to ask her father if the white dragon girl Cui Wugu was really a relative of her own family. If so, there is no need to ask others.
However, what Song Changgeng just said was to test her. He had always been a little prejudiced against this woman, and it was a bit heartless to abandon her husband and father in order to practice.
Later, when she had enough skills, she didn’t marry her husband. She didn’t even go back to see her old father. She gave some Dan medicine to teach her some skills and let him live longer. This woman is so heartless.
Now I see that she had worshipped, but she wanted to climb higher because of a tentative remark. She was annoyed and thought bitterly,’ So, don’t blame me for robbing you of your fortune.’
Thinking of this, he looked at Ling Yunfeng’s fiance Yu Yunzhong with a straight face and said, "Your fiancee has left. What are you still doing here?" Do you really want to come with me? "
Yu Yunzhong originally saw Ling Yunfeng coming to worship the master, and he had to come to worship himself. He loved this fiancee very much in his heart, and naturally he went with that. Since he can’t be a dialogue couple, he might as well be a mandarin duck with the same life.
But just now Ling Yunfeng stood up and went back to Ling Cao for questioning. He was a little embarrassed. He turned to look there and looked back here, but he couldn’t decide what to do.
Now, after hearing what Song Changgeng said, he quickly stood up, nodded a few times with a quick smile, and then walked to Ling Yunfeng and Ling Cao. In his heart, the master didn’t worship him, but he didn’t lack anything anyway.
Looking at Yu Yunzhong’s back, Song Changgeng shook his head. This spoony guy is typically unable to produce oil without pressure. He was born to be eaten by Lingyunfeng, and it is difficult to have any great promise in the future.