As the sun set, Jun Yue appeared at the back of the mountain with a zither in his arms.
The zither started playing, and Jun Yue was summoning his former lover. Soon, a petite figure passed through the forest, and a little girl who was less than seven years old appeared behind Jun Yue. She sat on a rock behind Jun Yue and listened to Jun Yue's zither music with her chin resting on her hand.
Even when Jun Yue's music ended, the little girl was still staring blankly at Jun Yue's back.
The music was very pleasant to the ears. Even though he had been in the desert for two years, Jun Yue was still familiar with it.
"Where's your senior sister?"
Ah!
Hearing Jun Yue's words, the little girl looked at Jun Yue in surprise. She had been distracted just now, but now she came back to her senses, and a trace of shyness appeared on her delicate face.
However, she was more surprised that Jun Yue could tell that she was not the same person as her senior sister without turning around.
"Senior Sister went to look for you last year. Before she left, she gave me a handkerchief. If you come back, she asked me to give it to you.”
Then, the little girl took out a handkerchief. Jun Yue took it and the old friend's aura reminded him of the good old days.
"What is love in the world? He taught people to promise each other in life and death. Travelers from all over the world, how many times have the old wings returned to winter and summer? Joy gathers, parting is bitter, and there are even more foolish children in it. You should have said, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains of evening snow, only shadow to whom?”
It was just a few words, but it was enough to describe the endless longing. Jun Yue sighed. He knew that Li Mochou had gone out to find him, but he was in the desert. How could Li Mochou find him? He wondered how she had been this year.
Thinking of Li Mochou, who was alone outside, he was instantly worried.
"You are Xiao Longnu?"
Jun Yue turned around and looked at the cute little girl in front of him.
"Yes, Senior Sister has told you about me!"
"Hehehe…"
Jun Yue didn't say anything, but looked at the handkerchief in front of him. He couldn't help but keep it in his arms, and at the same time, he played the song 'Yearning' to express the worry and longing in his heart.
"Kid, you're the person Mochou misses. I was wondering who it was, but it turns out that you're a little Daoist with six unbroken roots. Kid, hand over your life.”
Hearing the sound of wind behind him, Jun Yue turned around and struck out with his palm.、
One was fierce and fierce, while the other was cold and sinister. The moment Jun Yue met the pair of jade-like hands, he felt like he was facing a piece of ice.
Jun Yue looked at her. She was in her forties and had a pretty face. At this moment, she was looking at Jun Yue with a murderous look. She was furious that Jun Yue had kidnapped her beloved disciple.
"Humph!"
Jun Yue struck out with his innate Qi and the woman immediately turned around and retreated.
Jun Yue, on the other hand, had also stepped back with the zither in his arms. He looked at the middle-aged woman with a sullen expression.
Although he was Li Mochou and Xiao Longnu's master, he had been staying in the tomb for too long and was no less than Eastern Evil.
"Brat, your power isn't weak. Are you practicing Wang Chongyang's Xiantian skill?”
Thinking about the overbearing strength of the steel bar just now, it was definitely not Quan Zhen Sect's gentle Taoist internal energy. Therefore, the middle-aged woman thought of Quan Zhen Sect's supreme divine technique, Xiantian technique.
"I guess so!"
Innate techniques and innate earth energy were similar in name.
But when the woman heard this, she frowned. If that was the case, Jun Yue would have inherited Wang Chongyang's legacy, which made her even more annoyed.
"Little Daoist, Mochou went to look for you last year. Where's Mochou now?”
"Senior, I went to the desert two years ago. I just returned from the desert a few days ago. I only arrived at Mount Zhongnan at noon today. It was only then that I learned that Mochou had gone to the martial arts world to look for me.”
The middle-aged woman frowned when she heard that Jun Yue had been in the desert for two years. If that was the case, Jun Yue would not know where his disciple had gone.
"So you don't know where Mochou is either?”
As she spoke, the middle-aged woman drew her sword and swung it at Jun Yue. The ancient tomb sword art was a counter to his Quanzhen sword art, so if he were to fight with the Quanzhen sword art, he would definitely be at a disadvantage!
Great music!
Jun Yue's attack was the Xiyi Sword Style. Since there was no such sword style now, the moment Jun Yue used it, the sword light flashed and the sword momentum increased greatly!
This was at least a Xiyi sword art at the level of perfection. The two swords clashed, and the middle-aged woman immediately felt a great pressure. She was not at an advantage in internal energy, but Jun Yue's sword art was more than a level stronger than hers.
After only three moves, Jun Yue's sword had cut off a strand of her hair. Although it didn't cut off her head, it still made the middle-aged woman's expression change drastically.
"Isn't this Quan Zhen Sword Style?"
"This junior obtained some fortuitous opportunities when he went out this time. This sword technique is called Xi Yi!”
Hearing Jun Yue's words, the middle-aged woman did not say anything. She could tell that this sword art was not an evil sword art, and it was not inferior to the Quanzhen sword art. However, it avoided the risk of being countered by the Ancient Tomb Sect.
"As for Mochou, don't worry, Senior. I'll go down the mountain to look for him tomorrow!”
"Hmph, I've already expelled Li Mochou from Ancient Tomb Sect. What does it have to do with me that you're looking for her?”
The middle-aged woman had already left the place after she finished speaking. Jun Yue's expression eased a lot when he saw this. This woman was not unreasonable. Her main purpose this time was to test him and remind him to look for Li Mochou.
However, the sea was vast. Where could he find Li Mochou?
The next day, under the curiosity of the crowd, Jun Yue once again rode out of the mountain. He knew that Li Mochou's martial arts in the martial arts world would not be easily harmed, so he had to ask around.
For several days, Jun Yue had been walking in the direction of the Golden City. He wanted to meet Guo Jing again, and he also wanted to search aimlessly. He might as well find Bei Beggar and activate the Beggar's Sect's intelligence network.
Jin City was also known as Beiping in the later generations. The Jin Dynasty was currently in the midst of its decline, so extravagance prevailed in the Central Capital. Of course, it was the upper Jin nobles who enjoyed it, while the Han people suffered.
Jun Yue arrived at the Capital of Gold and looked at the bustling scene. Compared to the desolation along the way, his eyes were filled with coldness!
He swore to completely exterminate the nobles of the Jin Dynasty.
"Yang Kang!"
Jun Yue thought of Yang Kang when he arrived at Jin City. Yang Kang was Qiu Chuji's disciple, which meant that he was his junior brother. The most important thing was whether his family was worth saving!
Of course, Jun Yue was not talking about Yang Kang, but Yang Tiexin, Bao Xiruo, and Mu Nianci!
He had to kill Yang Kang. This man was smart, but unfortunately, he wasn't used on the journey. Therefore, Jun Yue would never allow him to exist.
It was easy to dodge an open spear, but difficult to defend against a hidden arrow!
Jun Yue came to Wanyan wangfu. Wanyan Honglie was the sixth prince. Among the princes of the Jin Kingdom, he belonged to the Zhongxing prince. Unfortunately, a person's strength was limited. Otherwise, he might be able to turn defeat into victory.
"I'm from the Quan Zhen Sect. I passed by the Central Capital and came to visit Junior Brother Yang Kang!”
"Stinky Daoist, go go go, your junior brother is not here!”
When the two guards heard Jun Yue's words, they immediately chased him out. At this moment, they looked at Jun Yue like a begging Taoist priest.
"Hehehe, my junior brother's surname is Yang, but now his surname is Wanyan. You just need to call Wanyan Kang out!”
What was that?
If no one recognized Yang Kang, then so be it. But it would be strange if no one recognized Wanyan Kang. This was their little wangye.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why is the young prince surnamed Yang? Arrest this Taoist priest who is spouting nonsense.”
As he spoke, a few guards grabbed Jun Yue's hands and wanted to hand them over to Wanyan Honglie for disposal.
But the moment they approached Jun Yue, they were sent flying.
"Expert!"
The moment Jun Yue made his move, their eyes lit up. A group of guards rushed out and looked at Jun Yue cautiously.
"I'm here to visit my junior brother, Yang Kang. I'm Jun Yue from Quan Zhen Sect, and my dao name is Zhijing!”
Hearing Jun Yue's words, the group of people were curious. They wanted to see their junior brother, but who was Yang Kang?
"Hahaha, it's rare for an expert from Quan Zhen Sect to visit the Imperial Residence. However, there doesn't seem to be a young Daoist named Yang Kang in the Imperial Residence!”
With a sneer, a middle-aged man who was dressed like a man from the northwest walked out. Jun Yue could tell that the man was a master at a glance.
However, he was only one master. Among the five masters under Wanyan Honglie, this person should be Peng Lianhu.
"He said that Yang Kang is the young prince. This person is spouting nonsense and is purely looking for trouble!”
What was that?
Hearing the gatekeeper's words, the expressions of the few people changed, especially Peng Lianhu, who also remembered that the young prince's martial arts were from the Quan Zhen Sect. He could not help but say,
"The young prince is the disciple of Zhenren Qiu of the Quan Zhen Sect. However, his surname is not Yang, but Wanyan. He is the young prince of this palace."
"Hehehe, Wanyan Kang? You are also a person of the martial world. Do you think that my Martial Uncle Qiu will accept a golden man as a disciple? This Wanyan Kang's surname is Yang. He's the son of my martial uncle's old friend. Otherwise, how could a golden prince enter my Quan Zhen Sect!”
Ssss…
If they had thought that Jun Yue was mistaken, Peng Lianhu suddenly felt that there was something else going on. Just as Jun Yue had said, Qiu Chuji would never take back a disciple of the golden man.
"You're talking nonsense. My surname is Wanyan, not Yang. What Quan Zhen Sect disciple are you? I think you're just a fake.”
Suddenly, a young man jumped to the front of the door, pointing at Jun Yue with a murderous look. Jun Yue had sensed his presence before, but he didn't expect it to be Yang Kang.
Yang Kang's words were even more vicious, he wanted to kill Jun Yue on the spot. Jun Yue sneered.
"Very good. It seems that Martial Uncle has completely misjudged this time. Forget it, I'll clean up the sect today!”
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