Yuánzhèng Fēng took the Taìqīng Páo out of the mountain, and Yándí and Shítiě also participated in the war with Dàrì Shèngzōng. For now, the daily affairs of Guǎng Chéng Mountain will be handled by Fāng Zhǔn instead.

  As a key participant in the war of Dong Tang, Yan Zhao Ge returned to the mountain and naturally came to see Fang Zhun.

  Fang Zhun said slowly: "This time is still a bit adventurous, although the Great Master has gone to East Tang beyond the opponent's expectations, but this level of struggle may still affect you."

  Yanzhao Song smiled and replied, "Second Master said it was true. Now that I think back, I'm also a bit afraid, but it was worth it. It's just a pity that we couldn't keep the Dayu Hengtian Chi."

  "Anyway, it's already a very good result, and that was just the best-case scenario we had envisioned."

  "We must act decisively, but also not underestimate the opponent's adaptability and reaction speed."

  "Huang Xuguang is indeed not Huang Guanglie, but he is also not someone like Yi Yu."

  He spoke in a gentle tone, chatting with Yan Zhao Ge, although he was teaching as an elder, but didn't give people the feeling of being condescending.

  Just from the conversation atmosphere, Yan Zhao Ge and he talked, it seems to be more relaxing than talking with Shi Tie.

  "Second Master said so." Yan Zhao Song smiled slightly.

  Fang Zhun said: "Yan Xiu's problem, I already know. The matter of the Yan family back then, I also regret."

  Yanzhao Song shook his head: "Second Master, you're being too serious. Yan Xu was killed by my own hands, and I've already avenged myself. My father also let it go after he found out."

  Fang Zhun said, "The relic of the Ice Dragon Martial Saint and the ring that belonged to our sect's former disciple Ye Jing will be decided upon when Master returns. Zhao Ge should go down and rest for now."

  Yanzhao song yi li: "I bid farewell, Second Master Yu, stay behind."

  As he came out of the execution hall, Yan Zhao let out a long sigh.

  When people mention the Three Heroes of Guanzhong, they often think of Yan Di first, who is known for his exceptional martial arts talent and strength.

  But in fact, before Yan Di rose to prominence, the most famous new generation figure of this generation in Guang Cheng Mountain was Fang Zhun, who is now sitting in the Executive Temple annotating volumes and looking calm and peaceful.

  The name of the hidden dragon has already explained everything.

  Dà Rì Shèng Zōng xī nián zuò wéi fāng zhǔn duì shǒu, yǔ zhī hù bié miào tóu de rén, nǎi shì xiàn rèn zōng zhǔ, Huáng Xù.

  Even now, Huang Xu taking over as the new head of the Taiyi Holy Sect after Huang Guanglie still doesn't make many people think that Fang Zhun is inferior to him in terms of personal ability.

  Yanzhao Song walked on the mountain path, his thoughts drifting, and for a moment he thought of many things.

  "What about Shifu's sister now?" Yan Zhao Ge asked, and Ah Hu beside him smiled foolishly: "Young master, after you entered the Executive Hall just now, I've already found someone to ask around."

  "Feng Jiaoniang has already started practicing and cultivating her skills. In the past six months, she has been nursing her previous injuries while secretly transforming her martial arts foundation."

  "After all, she is now a disciple of Guang Cheng Mountain, and in order to make her future path smoother, it's not good to continue practicing the martial arts of Da Ri Sheng Zong. Spending more time rebuilding her foundation is also normal."

  "The old sect leader personally inquired about her affairs and used a treasured Huanhai Stone from the sect's collection to recreate her dantian qihai."

  "Ah Hu scratched his head: 'I heard that the injury has gradually healed, and the reconstruction of the foundation is also complete. The sect arranged for her to live in a cave house on the back mountain, other things will be discussed when you return, young master.'"

  Yanzhao Song nodded: "Take a look, if her condition has already met the requirements, then helping her recover the Taiyin body should be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

  As she walked, Yan Zhao Song let out a sigh: "Time waits for no one, her opponent won't stand still waiting for her, and she's already wasted over two years."

  Arriving at the back mountain, near Feng Yun Song's residence, Yan Zhao Ge's heart moved slightly.

  A middle-aged woman walked out from beside the road, who was an elder of Guangsheng Mountain.

  She saw Yan Zhao Ge, nodded slightly, and didn't say much, her figure disappearing again.

  Yanzhao Song nodded in agreement and continued on his way.

  In the mountains and forests, the sound of a waterfall echoes, the swallow's song passes through the forest, and a huge waterfall appears before one's eyes.

  The thunderous water flow falls from high altitude and crashes into the deep pool below, splashing up a huge amount of water.

  Yanzhao song fixed his eyes and looked over, only to see a figure standing upright under the waterfall, letting the violent water rush past him without stopping.

  Her white clothes are as white as snow, her black hair is like a waterfall.

  A jet-black long knife was held in a hand as white as jade, swinging back and forth.

  Every time the sword is swung, the vast waterfall is suddenly cut off for an instant!

  The next moment, the water flow recovered, and the waterfall fell again.

  Then, the long sword swung again, and the waterfall was cut off once more.

  So it goes round and round again.

  Yanzhao Ge stood still and observed quietly, while Ah Hu accompanied him on the side.

  That figure is very determined, and Yan Zhao Ge and Ah Hu are equally patient.

  Time passed from noon till sunset without a single pause.

  "Although it's still in its infancy, the swordsmanship already subtly combines the strengths of both the Mahayana and Guangcheng schools." Yan Zhao Ge observed his opponent's practice, not just looking at their determination and perseverance: "I didn't misjudge earlier, your comprehension is no weaker than Xiao Sheng's, and your diligence in practicing is also top-notch."

  "Although it's just watching her practice, Young Master, I feel that she is very strong in actual combat. At the same level of cultivation, she might be even better than Xiao Sheng and Chong Yuandragon."

  Yanzhao Song shrugged: "That's right, I've seen her actually fight with people. Looking at her usual practice, it's easy to underestimate her."

  "Even if we don't consider the issue of Taiyin's daughter, she is still a naturally gifted and exceptionally talented martial artist. If it weren't for Xiang Sheng being castrated, even if she crippled one of his legs, the Daye Sacred Sect would probably still have people who would protect her."

  Jian Fengyun finally stopped moving and jumped out from under the waterfall. Yan Zhao Ge was about to step forward: "Looking at her appearance, she indeed seems to be well-prepared."

  Just as he was about to lift his leg, Yan Zhao Ge's movement paused slightly.

  Feng Yun Song carefully observed his surroundings, seemingly checking if there was anyone around.

  She didn't find anyone else and a relaxed smile appeared on her face as she walked towards a dense forest beside the waterfall.

  Yanzhao Song frowned: "Huh? Is there something that can't be seen? If it's true, the sect elder who has been staring at us here wouldn't have noticed anything."

  Curiosity arose, Yan Zhao Ge followed up, and Ah Hu also hurriedly followed up.

  As soon as they entered the woods, they saw Feng Yun Song squatting on the ground in a very unglamorous manner. The little black dog she raised, named Rou Rou, was wagging its tail and sitting beside her.

  A small fire was lit by Yun Cong, and a frame was set up on the fire, with something hanging from it, roasting.

  At this moment, Feng Yun Song was different from his usual heroic appearance, looking like a cat that had stolen fish, approaching the shelf, his nose twitching slightly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

  "She softly exclaimed: 'People only know that tiger paw fish are highly toxic, but they don't know that it's actually the most delicious dish!'"

  Yanzhao Song and Ah Hu looked at each other in dismay from a distance.

  Tiger claw fish is not only a highly toxic substance for ordinary people, but it can even poison a master martial artist!

  Yanzhao Song's mouth twitched slightly: "It turns out you're also a foodie!"