The sound was quite strange. After hearing it, everyone was unconsciously attracted by it and looked in the sound together. At the end of the street, a luxuriously dressed woman and a sloppy Taoist priest suddenly appeared there. When they went to see it, their figures gradually faded and they appeared in front of the temple at some point.

"Vajra Temple, it seems that it's here. Senior sister, let's go and see the master now!" Seeing the plaque in front of the temple, the sloppy Taoist priest said happily. Seeing that his hair was gray and he was already old, his face was flushed, as happy as a child.

The woman also saw the plaque, heard this, nodded slightly, and said, "Well, then go in!" She brushed out a ray of energy and separated everyone in front of the temple. Xie Xun was stepping forward, but under this qi, her steps turned tilted unconsciously and fell to the side of the road.

In the crowd, when Yang Xiao saw the figures of the two, he had roughly guessed their identities. He heard the conversation and was even more convinced. Seeing Xie Xun being brushed away by the woman, his heart suddenly became tight, fearing that Xie Xun would bump into the two of them recklessly, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Two uncles, Master Zeng, are right in front of you, please come with your disciples!" He used his light skills and led them away. He had a good light skills, and in the blink of an eye, he was out of everyone's sight.

The woman and the Taoist priest paused slightly when they heard this, but they had no doubts and left with them.

The two of them came suddenly and disappeared even more suddenly. Except for Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao and other people with great martial arts skills, the disciples of the Vajra Sect and Ming Sect had not even seen it clearly, and they had lost their figures. Until they left, many people realized that they seemed to have seen others just now, doubting whether they were dazzled just now, and they were talking for a while.

"Yang Xiao is the great disciple of Fang Zhenren. He called those two uncles. Wouldn't that be..." As soon as this thought emerged, Wei Yixiao was shocked and shook his head, as if he wanted to throw it out of his mind. But when he thought of the conversation between the two just now, he was convinced that the two were Fang Zhixing's disciples. After hearing the news, he came to the Western Regions and came to pay homage to Fang Zhixing.

"Bat King, who are those two? Judging from their age, why did Yang Zuojun call their uncle?" At this time, a disciple of the Ming Cult asked. Although Yang Xiao's identity is known to the senior officials of the Ming Cult, he was not aware of it for others. Seeing Wei Yixiao's actions, the man guessed that Wei Yixiao should have guessed and asked.

When the rest of the people heard this, they also looked at Wei Yixiao. Seeing this, Wei Yixiao calmed down, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Zuo Envoy is the disciple of Fang Zhenren, and his uncle is naturally Fang Zhenren's disciple. One of the two is the wife of the King of Polu, and the other is Zhang Zhenren of Wudang. They come to pay homage to Fang Zhenren."

"Ah!" Everyone around was shocked when they heard the identities of the two. Although Fang Zhixing had been famous for a long time, because he had been living in seclusion for decades, others respected him, but always felt a little alienated. Fang Yuxia, Guo Polu and Zhang Sanfeng were active in the world over the years. The names were well known to everyone. When they heard these two people come to pay homage, even though they had known that Fang Zhixing was their master, these people couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Fang Zhixing was even more respectful. Except for Xie Xun who was still looking for Cheng Kun, others couldn't stop looking at the place where he was in seclusion, as if they wanted to find something.

Wei Yixiao said it was right. The two were Fang Yuxia and Zhang Sanfeng. After the news that Fang Zhixing had reappeared in the world, they should be the ones who were most concerned about this matter. Zhang Sanfeng set up a sect in Wudang. He had not seen Fang Zhixing for decades, and Fang Yuxia and Guo Polu had never seen them again since Fang Zhixing and Li Mochou returned to the Central Plains more than ten years ago. After receiving the news that Fang Zhixing appeared in the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain from the Beidou Sword Sect, the others might not feel anything. Fang Yuxia, who knew her mother's origin, had already passed away. It was because of this that she put down her work and went to Wudang Mountain with Zhang Sanfeng who broke through the pass after hearing the news of her master. After some pursuit, the two finally got the news that Fang Zhixing appeared in the Western Regions a few days ago and rushed to the Vajra Gate.

"Looking at his body skills, it seems that there is a way to Taohua Island. This child is the descendant of Senior Brother Yang, right?" On the way, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yang Xiao who was leading the way and asked Fang Yuxia, with a certain affirmation in his tone. Among the six disciples of Fang Zhixing and Li Mochou, Hong Lingbo did not accept disciples and teach his skills; Fang Yuxia and Guo Polu had a lot of martial arts skills, but they also did not accept disciples; and although Guo Xiang founded the Emei Sect, that was the matter after she left the master's sect, so the disciples were not considered to be from Fang's sect. Zhang Sanfeng thought about it and felt that the most likely martial arts of the person in front of him was to get it from Yang Guo. As Fang Zhixing's disciple, although Yang Guo did not accept disciples, he really had many children. I think this young man is one of his descendants.

Nodding slightly, Fang Yuxia said, "He is Yang Xiao, and he is the grandson of Senior Brother Yang. He has made great achievements with his uncle a few years ago." His tone was faint, and he could not hear the joy or anger. The outsiders don't know the identities of Yang Dingtian and Yang Xiao, but it is not a secret to her. In recent years, the Ming Cult of the Central Plains and the Ming Cult of the Western Regions have been quite restrained. Both sides are still concerned about the incense. However, whenever they think of her nephew's opposition to her, she feels a little uncomfortable, and her impression of the two is not good.

The few people were quite fast, and while they were talking, they had already arrived in front of Fang Zhixing's room. Just as they were thinking about how to call the door, Yang Xiao heard Fang Zhixing's order: "Let them come in! Xiao'er went to look at Xie Xun and the others, don't let him go crazy." The voice was floating and he came from nowhere.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao knew that Master Great Master had already known what was happening outside, so he responded and turned around and left. Fang Yuxia and Zhang Sanfeng were left, and they were still standing in front of the door.

Just as they were about to open the door, a "squeak" sound suddenly came from their ears. Wufeng in the door was automatically opened, as if he was pushed by someone, and Fang Zhixing's figure appeared. Fang Yuxia walked along the way, not only had many words accumulated in her heart, but at this moment, she looked at her father with white hair, and those thousands of words finally turned into a sentence:

"You... are old!" The voice seemed surprised and sighed, as if it contained a hint of sadness... I don't know how many emotions it contained, which made people cry when they heard it. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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