Li Mochou nodded timidly, choking Grandma Sun so much that she almost couldn't speak. She spoke to scold her. Finally, she remembered the current situation and turned to Shen Yuanjing and said, "Boy, who are you? Why did you snatch Long'er over?"

Shen Yuanjing said, "She is my senior sister's daughter, and I want to accept her as her apprentice." As he said that, he pinched the girl's face in her arms, very tender, and said to herself, "This girl is so obedient, she doesn't cry or make a fuss."

Grandma Sun was stunned, then furious and shouted, "How did you become the uncle? Long'er was so young, so she threw it to the group of stinky Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect. If my lady wasn't a kind-hearted lady, what would she suffer?"

Shen Yuanjing said: "My mother-in-law taught her a lesson, it was indeed a mistake for my senior brothers. She just fought each other and forgot her niece. Fortunately, by chance, she found her, and she would definitely not make such a mistake in the future."

The head of the sect felt relieved and thought, "This person is not moody and unreasonable. Perhaps there is a turning point in this matter." He looked at the little dragon girl in his arms lovingly, hoping to grab it immediately.

But then he heard Grandma Sun say, "My lady is finally raised until she is two years old, without any disasters or illnesses, but you suddenly come out and robbed her and become an apprentice. How can this be the reason?"

Shen Yuanjing said lightly: "Sometimes I am just unreasonable. No matter you say or stop me, I must teach her martial arts. Although my senior sister is still alive, her inheritance cannot be lost."

Grandma Sun was about to come forward to argue, but asked Sect Master Lin to hold it back. Seeing that she shook her head, she was a little surprised. Because of her usual majesty, she stopped talking.

The room was quiet again, and Shen Yuanjing stood up and said, "It's getting late, so I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave you here. The kindness of your school helping me with my master and disciple will be rewarded later."

He walked out, and the leader of Sect Lin raised his arms several times, but he didn't dare to take action. Seeing him walking out of the door, Li Mochou was about to cry and said, "Will I never see you again in the future... junior sister?"

He smiled and replied, "But it is not. The foundation-building skill I taught her is very difficult. It is just right for this cold jade bed. I hope the sect leader will not be stingy at that time."

Li Mochou blurted out and said, "Then it would be better if you stay and wait for her to build a foundation? And don't you still have to rely on this cold jade bed to heal your wounds?"

The head of the sect, thought to himself, "This may be a solution, but how can a man live in the ancient tomb?" He was about to refute her idea, but saw Xiaolongnu sticking out her head from Shen Yuanjing's shoulder, looking at herself with a soft heart, and shouting, "Mr. Shen, please stay!"

Shen Yuanjing turned around and asked, "What else is the matter with the sect leader?" Xiaolongnu also turned around, looking over with burning eyes.

The Master Lin said: "I have agreed to the matter of using the cold jade bed to heal the wounds. Can you keep Long'er?"

He thought to himself, "It turns out that the window will be opened after the house is demolished, but it's too late. I can practice Mingyu qigong even if I spend more effort. It's hard to meet Master Xiaolongnu." He shook his head decisively and said, "Even if there is any injury, no one in the world can do anything to me. What's the inconvenience?"

Grandma Sun said: "It is not easier to coax children than to practice martial arts. You can eat, drink, defecate and urinate every day. Where can you bring them with you? Why not stay in Zhongnan Mountain and use the cold jade bed to keep your wounds? It is not too late to take them away when the dragon is older."

Shen Yuanjing seemed to be intentional, and the two of them rushed while the iron was hot. After a while of persuasion, he smiled and agreed half-swer, leaving Xiaolongnu here.

For half a month, he went to the tomb of the Living Dead to practice martial arts during the day and returned to Quanzhen Sect to rest at night. Ma Yu and others seemed to have resolved this matter. Although they didn't know what methods he used, they were still a little impressed.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was the summer solstice. Shen Yuanjing had been sitting on Hanyu's bed for three days. At first, it was normal, but his face turned pale every day.

Three people from the ancient tomb sect surrounded him and stared at him. The Lord of the Lin Sect had a fight in his heart. He wanted to take action several times while he was practicing martial arts at the critical moment, but he held back.

By noon, his body changed, and the cold air was like silky threads, flowing out of his body and scattered in the room. After a moment of coldness, after half a cup of tea, white frost began to condense on the wall, and then ice crystals formed.

Li Mochou couldn't help but tremble. Grandma Sun led her out. Sect Master Lin finally reached out and lifted it up again and again, but he still didn't knock it down and turned around and left the door.

Shen Yuanjing seemed to have no idea. In fact, he had already used his skills throughout his body. If someone didn't understand why, he would hit his body with a palm and would be counterattacked by his whole body.

Mingyu's internal force was introduced into the cold jade bed, and after a while, it became thicker, and then returned to his body, accumulated in his dantian, and gradually condensed into a cluster. At this moment, his skin color was almost transparent, and his tendons were vaguely visible, like a jade man.

With such a cup of tea, the coldness overflowed from the Dantian, introduced into the eight extraordinary meridians, and went through several cycles, completely transforming into the true energy of the whole body. His face slowly changed back to its original state, although it was still fair, it had more blood. Mingyu Gong finally reached the fifth level.

On this day, Shen Yuanjing took the candied haws and made Xiaolongnu laugh. Looking at the rising cheerful little girl, she thought to herself: "It turns out that she can laugh like a flower. That's right, anyone who stays in this gloomy ancient tomb for a long time will become cold."

After the fifth level of Mingyu Gong, his injuries were healed a little, and the rest was water grinding skills. The effect of the cold jade bed was also optional, so he rarely used it again.

Seeing that he no longer missed this place, Grandma Sun seemed to be worried every day. After all, Xiaolongnu was raised by herself, and she secretly discussed with the leader of the Lin Sect, but her skills were not as good as others and she could not do it.

...

On that day, Guo Jing and Huang Rong went to Zhongnan Mountain as agreed before, and took Guo’s mother Li Ping, and looked a little embarrassed.

When Li Ping saw Shen Yuanjing, she wanted to kneel down to thank him. Not only did he teach Guo Jing's martial arts, but he also asked for such an excellent wife as Huang Rong for him, and even chased the Jin people and protected Wu Mu's suicide letter, but he was not depressed.

How could Shen Yuanjing let her give this big gift? With a wave of her hand, Li Ping couldn't bow down. Huang Rong hurriedly held it and said with a smile: "Aunt, Master doesn't care about these things."

She said again: "Master, those golden men are very hateful. They keep chasing them, so you want to avenge us."

Shen Yuanjing said: "Oh, no wonder you have messy hair. Who can't beat you? "

She said, "There are too many soldiers, and the old toad is the one who is in charge of the formation. We are not the opponent. It's all your fault that you let him go last time, and he exuded his anger on our heads."

Shen Yuanjing shook his head and laughed: "If it weren't for your father's stopping him, what's going on today? Besides, he wasn't afraid of me, you'd been caught and become his niece-in-law."

So he ignored her nonsense and asked Guo Jing: "Is it still going smoothly to go to the desert?"

Guo Jing's face darkened: "I rejected the prince-consort of Jindao, which hurt Hua Zheng's heart. The Khan took his anger on me because of Toreanda's death and drove me out, and said that he would be his enemy when he saw him again."

He was a little confused. He had lost his friendship for more than ten years. He felt that the road ahead was long and at a loss. He said, "I agreed to Rong'er that I would take revenge on my father, so I would go back to Niujia Village."

Shen Yuanjing said in his heart: "What I did some time ago is like a nanny Guo Jing. If he thinks like this, wouldn't he support him all the way and turn into Dongliu Water? Even if I take on the protagonist Xiaolongnu, it will take some years to raise him. This is too boring."

So he took Yue Wumu's legacy from the room and gave it to Guo Jing solemnly.
Chapter completed!