"Of course, these are my opinion. You still have to decide what to do." Zhuge Yuanhong said with a smile.

Teng Qingshan nodded and smiled: "Master, you are much more comprehensive than I think. By the way, Master, can you let me take some of the 'Spirit of the North Sea'?"

"You got this Beihai Spirit so hard that you could get it. Tell me, how many times is it?" Zhuge Yuanhong asked, and Teng Qingshan thought, "There are only about 3,000 sets of fire-plated iron armor. I will get a surprise soldier from the Taia Mountains, and 1,500 people are enough. Master, give me 1,500 drops of the 'Beihai Spirit'."

Zhuge Yuanhong looked at Elder Wu and said respectfully: "Master, this spirit of the North Sea is with you. Please bring two bottles."

"Um."

Elder Wu smiled and turned into a afterimage and then disappeared into the house.

In just a moment, Elder Wu came back.

"Qingshan." Elder Wu handed two black jade bottles stuffed with wooden plugs, "There are about a thousand drops of the North Sea Spirit in this bottle, and the two bottles are a total of two thousand drops."

Zhuge Yuanhong next to him smiled and said, "If it's not enough, let's talk about it."

"I have only a few people under my command, enough is enough." Teng Qingshan smiled and took two jade bottles and put them in the package behind him. "Master, how many of these 'flame red lotus seeds do you want? This lotus seed can allow the acquired extreme master to break through to the innate virtual pill, and can also enable the innate real pill to reach the innate golden pill!"

"It's really a magical treasure." Elder Wu couldn't help but exclaim.

"Three pieces are enough." Zhuge Yuanhong nodded.

Teng Qingshan opened the jade box in the package, and there were eight lotus seeds left. He took out three of them and handed them to Zhuge Yuanhong. Who doesn’t want to get the treasure? In fact, Zhuge Yuanhong also wanted to get a lot, but... Zhuge Yuanhong understood that the twenty-one-year-old Void Realm powerhouse is unprecedented, and there may be no one to come later!

In the future, Teng Qingshan will achieve great success in the virtual realm, which is a foregone conclusion.

It is safe to achieve the goal of the hole.

It is not impossible to become the legendary strongest man and be on par with Emperor Yu, Emperor Qinling and others! Guiyuan Sect may have to rely on Teng Qingshan if it wants to pass on for thousands of years. Of course, Zhuge Yuanhong just suggested that even if there is a treasure... he will not be greedy.

"Master." Teng Qingshan's voice suddenly became a little deeper.

"Hmm? What's the matter?" Zhuge Yuanhong asked.

"Where is Qingqing's ashes?" Teng Qingshan felt vaguely distressed when he said this.

Zhuge Yuanhong's expression changed and he sighed: "Follow me."

Because of the constant killing of Kyushu, there are few people who build cemeteries. For example, some sects, if the cemeteries are built outside the city, they are worried that they will be digged. But in the city, how many cemeteries will need for a sect for thousands of years? There is no enough place to build cemeteries. So the bodies are cremated and the urns are protected, and this is done in almost all parts of the world.

"eleven!"

Teng Qingshan's eyes fell in front of a tower in front of him, and there were many cremated urns of fellow disciples who died in Guiyuan Sect throughout the ages.

"Qingshan, Qingqing's urn is on the third floor of the eleventh Tower. It is an urn made of ice jade. You can see it at a glance." Zhuge Yuanhong also had a hint of sadness in his eyes. The most painful thing in the world is that the white-haired man gave the black-haired man.

Zhuge Qing's death was indeed a big blow to Zhuge Yuanhong.

“Yes, Master.”

Teng Qingshan was carrying a basket with incense, candles, wine pots, wine glasses and other worship items in it. He immediately stepped into the tower. Although the tower had windows and sunlight, the entire tower seemed inexplicably very cold. There were stone tablets nearly three meters high on each floor, and each stone tablet was densely carved with many names.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

Stepping on the stone stairs, a cold wind blew through the tower.

The third floor is here!

There are not many urns on the third floor, and it is obviously not full. Although there are ten tall erected stone tablets, only one stone tablet has dense names, and the other stone tablets are empty.

"Qingqing." Teng Qingshan stood in front of the first stone tablet and glanced at him.

In the fifth row, the seventeenth name - "Zhuge Qing".

The girl who looked like a banished immortal back then is now just one of the many names on the tombstone.

"It's almost four years, Qingqing..." Teng Qingshan walked to the many urns behind the tombstone, and it seemed that the urns made of transparent ice were very conspicuous. There were three words engraved on the side of the urn - "Zhuge Qing". There were several small words below the right side of these three words - the father Zhuge Yuanhong left the characters!

"Qingqing, it's been four years, but I feel it's like it happened yesterday." Teng Qingshan squatted down, put down all kinds of worship items, lit the incense candle, and poured down a glass of sake.

...

"Brother Teng."

"Yes, can you, kiss me, just like, husband, kiss, wife, son!"

...

The sad scene was still in front of you. Teng Qingshan couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he looked at the urn in front of him.

Holding the wine pot in his hand, most of the wine was left in the wine pot. Teng Qingshan looked up and poured the wine in the pot into his mouth, gurgling~~~Teng Qingshan kept drinking, almost drank it all in one breath, and some wine spilled on the collars, as if a ball of fire was burning in his chest.

"Qingqing, Brother Teng hasn't come to see you for so long. Today is finally here."

"Finally back!"

Teng Qingshan gently stroked the urn. The urn made of ice and jade was so cold that it was bone-bone. Teng Qingshan lowered his head and kissed it gently. Before this death, he only wanted Teng Qingshan to kiss the poor girl, as if her husband kissed his wife.

"Qingqing, Brother Teng can't do anything for you."

"I can only guarantee that you will let your brother, your parents and others live a good life... Let Guiyuan Sect pass on forever. Let Qinghu Island, which killed you, disappear!"

Teng Qingshan swears softly in front of the Qing girl's urn.

In the evening of that day, Teng Qingshan returned to Li's Mansion in Nanxing County with two bottles of "The Spirit of the North Sea".

The next morning.

Huh~~The cold wind was blowing in the morning. On the martial arts practice field, the huge six-legged sword Chi was lying in the pit, with a pair of huge golden eyes staring at Teng Qingshan practicing boxing. After Teng Qingshan finished, the giant began to lie on his own and think hard.

“Huh~~Snooze~~”

Six-legged Daochi's breathing smelled like a fishy smell.

"A beast, A Dong." Teng Qingshan shouted.

"Teacher (Master)!" Teng Shou and Yang Dong responded.

Teng Qingshan couldn't help but glance at Teng Beast: "A Beast."

"Senior brother forgot to call 'master' again." Yang Dong said with a smile. When he came to Jiuzhou, Teng Qingshan also forced the two to change their habits. He no longer called the teacher but the master, and his disciples also changed their name to 'disciple'. Teng Beast touched his head awkwardly and said in a low voice: "Yes, master, I remember it."

Teng Qingshan nodded and looked at Yang Dong: "A Dong, how are you practicing boxing?"

"That's it." Yang Dong shook his head helplessly, "I still don't feel anything."

Teng Shou next to him said, "Master, A Dong is not suitable for practicing internal martial arts."

It has been half a year since Yang Dong was accepted as a disciple, but Yang Dong has no achievements in internal martial arts. It is too different from the "Teng Beast" with a very high understanding.

"Suitable is the best, and it should not be forced." Teng Qingshan shook his head secretly. If his disciples whom Teng Qingshan were able to practice internal martial arts at the beginning, it would be great that they would carry forward internal martial arts in the future. Unfortunately, internal martial arts requirements for qualifications are slightly higher.

"A Dong, open your mouth." Teng Qingshan ordered.

"Hmm?" Yang Dong was stunned.

Teng Qingshan walked to the ground, picked up the package, took out a jade bottle from the package, and gently pulled out the plug.

"Open your mouth." Teng Qingshan frowned.

"Yes, teacher." As she was nervous, Yang Dong called the teacher again.

A water-blue gang force stretched out from Teng Qingshan's hand, and a drop of "North Sea Spirit" was stained in the jade bottle, and then wrapped it with gang force to send it to Yang Dong's mouth, releasing the gang force.

Tick!

A drop of the North Sea Spirit fell into Yang Dong's body, and Yang Dong's face suddenly turned red, then turned blue again, and his whole body was trembling.

"Hmm?" Teng Qingshan reached out and placed his hand on Yang Dong's shoulder. A trace of water-blue energy immediately penetrated into Yang Dong's body. Teng Qingshan immediately felt some scenes in Yang Dong's meridians, which made Teng Qingshan smile on his face: "It's worthy of being the spirit of the North Sea, and it's a little better than the red fruit."

After a cup of tea.

Yang Dong's face calmed down, and then he opened his eyes.

"Hey, Master." Yang Dong looked at Teng Qingshan in surprise, "I, I feel that the inner strength in my body is so strong."

"You have reached the acquired limit now, and even your meridians have been transformed." Teng Qingshan took out a secret book from his arms, but the handwriting on it was written in Duanmu Continent. "This is the best secret book of the Tianfeng family - the Liefeng Secret Book, which is enough for you to practice to the innate golden elixir realm. From now on, you will practice this secret book."

He threw it over and Yang Dong took it in surprise.

At that time, the Mu family didn't care about the many secrets in the treasures of the Tianfeng family. After all, the Mu family had the inheritance of Duanmu God, but Teng Qingshan still cared about it very much and brought it to Jiuzhou.

The Tianfeng family has many secret books, and the number of secret books in the treasures is several times stronger than that of Guiyuan Sect.

"From today on, I will pass on your sword technique "The Forty-Nine Swords of the Green Lotus". In terms of power, the "The Forty-Nine Swords of the Green Lotus" is almost the same as the "The Seventy-Two Stages of the Earth Break". You must not be careless. If you can't even practice swords, I will never pass on your martial arts again in the future." Teng Qingshan said.

"Yes, master." Yang Dong felt the pressure and no longer dared to be careless, and even responded respectfully.

On the morning of the second day after teaching Yang Dong to practice swords, Teng Qingshan hired some people and guards of the Li Mansion to escort three boxes of "fire iron" to Jiangning County. After all, the six-legged swordsman cannot be allowed to come to Guiyuan Sect arrogantly. The six-legged swordsman is too big and easy to be exposed.

"Xiaojun, I'll go out and come back in a few days." Teng Qingshan said.

"Be careful on the way."

At the gate of Li's mansion, Li Jun watched Teng Qingshan and a group of guards leave with fire-plated iron-wood boxes.

...

"Hmm? Second brother, look at that woman."

Not far from the street, two ordinary young men were looking at Li Jun from a distance.

"Hey, isn't she the one she is looking for? It seems that she started looking for this woman three years ago?"

"Yes, it's her, exactly the same as in the portrait. I didn't expect that it was found by us in three years."
Chapter completed!