Sun Yanwan asked, "Are you going to be a great master and a top figure?"

Zhang Qingxi smiled and said, "That's exactly that."

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "So I am a high-quality warrior." He asked again: "Senior Brother, what is the level of the father and daughter of the Lao family and the Hu Ben Lang General?"

Zhang Qingxi laughed and said, "The provisions of the Nine-grade Martial Arts Theory are detailed, but they are just book kung fu. How can the martial arts be determined according to what is said in the book? They are all considered to be warriors of the sixth and seventh grades, and there is no need to subdivide them. After all, when you open up the five meridians and learn the boxing skills of this sect, they will no longer be the opponents of their junior brothers."

"If you are interested, you can buy a book of the Nine-Level Martial Arts Theory in the future and observe it yourself. This book is divided too much, and I can't remember many statements."

Zhang Qingxi had a little bit of confidence, thanked his senior brother, and went back to sleep.

A few days later, while Sun Yan was practicing, he was guiding his two disciples, Hunyuan Pile, when he suddenly heard a pleasant voice outside the temple, saying, "Sima Ziyan and her sister Wu Qingying asked to see Taoist Master Guanzhong."

Sun Yanwan was so angry that he really hated the name Wu Qingying. He immediately pulled a single knife and rushed out of the scene, shouting: "Bitch, do you still dare to come to the door?"

Wu Qingying was standing behind her lady, quietly quiet. When she heard this traitor, her pretty face turned red with shame.

Sima Ziyan was shocked and turned to ask, "How did you tease her?"

"Why did a girl become a thief?"

Speaking of this, Sima Ziyan couldn't help laughing. How could she believe that her pampered sister was a "lewdie"? But seeing Sun Yanwan holding a single sword in her hand, Wu Qingying's face was flushed, and she knew that there must be a story.

Sun Yanwan was so excited that he rushed out of Taiyi Temple, and then realized: "Oh no! Why has he expanded recently? Why am I a ninth-grade warrior, so why do I want to fight with people at any time?"

Sima Ziyan is about 21 or 2 years old, and she is tall and beautiful, just like a major video platform. The grandma master of the top dance area walked out of the mobile phone screen, wearing a snow-white long dress, dressed as a scholar, but her beautiful eyes looked at her and was full of colorful colors. At a glance, she could tell that she was a beautiful girl's home.

Although he had met Wu Qingying twice, he did not take a closer look at the other person's appearance. At this time, he looked closely and saw that this "female thief" also had a good appearance. Although his skin was slightly rough, his facial features were bright and generous, and his figure was agile. He could not get such a figure without years of exercise.

Sima Ziyan joked and said, "Little Taoist Master, Sima Ziyan apologized to you for your sister-in-law."

She was a popular etiquette for ladies, which was quite similar to the blessings of ancient China. In conjunction with her dress in scholarly clothes, her bright temperament as the moon and her extraordinary beauty. Even though Sun Yanwan had "fake and read countless women" on her mobile phone, she was still a little turbulent.

Sun Yanwan quietly circulated the Ziwu Sutra, and the whole person was wise, with a smile on his face and asked, "But the lady of Sima Censor?"

Sima Ziyan replied, "It's the little girl."

"Sometimes ago, my family encountered some things, and life and death were only in a while. It was thanks to the fact that Qingying girl went out to ask for help, she could survive the disaster."

"My father was moved by the character of the Qingying girl, so he accepted her as her adopted daughter and became a girl with me."

"Now my father has escaped from trouble, so I asked me to bring my sister to apologize to Taoist priest. The last time I was really a misunderstanding. I hope Taoist priest has a good reputation and a bright mind. Don't blame my little sister any more."

Sun Yanan had already asked about the whole story from the father and daughter of the Lao family these days, but he was really not interested in this kind of court struggle.

In the martial arts world, masters and masters have great power, and exploring the officialdom has become a secondary choice.

He also knew that Wu Qingying actually wanted to ejaculate the man named Du that day, not to ejaculate himself. Later, he was even more surprised. Although he had been thinking about it and met again, he had to beat the other party, but he was the so-called "to stretch out his hand and not hit the smiley person."

Facing the smiling woman like Sima Ziyan, his aura slightly dissipated.

Sima Ziyan and Wu Qingying were not here alone. There were dozens of healthy servants behind him. The lady of the Sima Censor waved and immediately one of them brought a black horse over.

This dark horse is agile and taller than the horses in the temple. It shakes its head and tail and is extremely majestic.

Sima Ziyan smiled and said, "In order to report the news that day, my sister rode a horse away. Unfortunately, the horse was killed by the thief. Therefore, my father asked for a good horse as a gift for apology."

When Sun Yan arrived here late, she could only bow and said, "It's just this."

Wu Qingying rode away just an ordinary horse, but no matter how you look at this dark horse, it is a good horse, so it is not uncommon to be ten times more expensive than an ordinary horse. This compensation is considered sincere.

Sima Ziyan breathed a light sigh, smiled, and expressed her true purpose: "I heard that Senior Zhang Yuanqiao is practicing here, I wonder if the Taoist Master can recommend it?"

"My teacher Emei slays the dragon!"

Sun Yanwan suddenly realized it and thought to himself: "It turns out to be for the teacher's face."

"But what is Emei Dragon Slaying?"

He is a slut. He has been a disciple for so long, but he only knows to practice hard and work hard to practice martial arts. He really doesn't care much about the general situation of the world's martial arts world. But when Sima Ziyan is so confident, he guessed that this Emei Dragon Slayer was probably an awesome person. He said immediately: "Let me go and say a word."

When he returned to Taiyi Temple, he saw the eldest brother and asked, "There is a beautiful girl outside the door who claims to be a disciple of Emei Dragon Slaying..."

After saying this, Sun Yanwan knew that he was living a comfortable life and was a little careless.

Zhang Qingxi laughed and said, "Big Beautiful Girl? This word is so fresh."

"The Emei Sect is also among the ten major sword sects. The head teacher of the Dragon Slayer is the master of the world. His martial arts are powerful and his swordsmanship is superb."

"Even this Miss Sima Ziyan, there is also an elegant name for the purple-clothed dragon girl in the world."

Sun Yanwan asked in surprise: "She is wearing a white dress."

Zhang Qingxi smiled and said, "You are not allowed to change the color and wear clothes?"

"Second junior brother, let's go out with me and see this purple dragon girl."

Sun Yanwan asked, "Don't you have to tell your master?"

Zhang Qingxi laughed again and replied, "If the Dragon Slayer Master comes, the master will definitely meet you. Just a junior Emei, your senior brother will have enough face."

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "A disciple of the Grand Master, can you see someone being older?"

Zhang Qingxi took his second junior brother out of Taiyi Temple. When he saw Sima Ziyan bowing and said in a voice: "Taiyi Temple Zhang Qingxi has seen the purple-shirted dragon girl."

Sima Ziyan smiled with a slight blessing, and replied: "Ziyan has met Senior Brother Qingxi, and Master asked me to give Senior Zhang a greeting."

Zhang Qingxi smiled loudly and said, "Thank you, Master Slaughter."

From beginning to end, this senior brother from Taiyi Guan did not mean to introduce his master to the other party.
Chapter completed!