Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

At night, in a mountain forest more than ten miles away from the Wudang Sect.

Yun Feiyang was practicing martial arts under the guidance of Elder Xiao.

Qing Song changed into a black dress, masked and then came to the mountain forest.

“Huh.”

As soon as he saw Yun Feiyang, Qing Song found that his martial arts had improved rapidly, much stronger than three days ago.

“Xiaofei, someone behind you is secretly observing you.”

Yun Feiyang, who had no distractions, did not notice the arrival of Qing Song, and after receiving Xiao Lao’s reminder, he quickly turned to look behind him.

Seeing Yun Feiyang’s actions, Qing Song knew that he had been discovered, and his heart was even more surprised.

After all, with the gap between the cultivation of the two of them, Qingsong, who had converged his breath, was found when he was close to the range of Yun Feiyang Ten Zhang.

This made Qingsong not be amazed.

Since it had already been discovered, there was no point in hiding his figure, so the green pine floated away and landed in front of Yun Feiyang.

“Master.”

Seeing the arrival of Qingsong, Yun Feiyang hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Green Pine praised with satisfaction:

“Very good, it seems that you have not slackened in the past few days, and the martial arts have improved rapidly.”

“It all depends on Master’s teaching.”

Remember the Yun Feiyang who agreed with Xiao Lao, and put the credit on Qing Song.

In this way, Qing Song felt even more complacent.

However, the lesson is still taught:

“Those who study martial arts should be mindful, not complacent about momentary achievements, and need to continue their efforts.”

“Master learned a lesson.”

Yun Feiyang’s obedient appearance made Qing Song let go of his heart.

Originally, Qing Song was also worried that Yun Feiyang would be dissatisfied with the requirement to prohibit him from showing his martial arts in front of outsiders because of his great progress in martial arts.

Now it seems that he is overthinking.

Knowing Yun Feiyang’s progress, Qing Song dispensed with the link of testing martial arts, and after a few words of encouragement, he left first.

Whether it is Yan Chongtian’s promotion to the Heavenly Human Realm, or the revision of the door rules tomorrow, it is a troublesome matter for Qing Song, the head of the family.

When you are busy with common affairs, it is already very rare to be able to take a little time to see Yun Feiyang alone.

After Qing Song left, Xiao Lao’s voice sounded in Yun Feiyang’s head again.

“Xiaofei, your master is the head of Qingsong.”

Hearing Xiao Lao’s words, Yun Feiyang’s face suddenly changed drastically, and he exclaimed:

“How is it possible.”

Xiao Lao continued:

“I am different from you, looking at people not only by their appearance, but also by their spirits.”

“Although your master covers his face, he can’t cover his spirit.”

“That day, when I just woke up from you, I saw him in the main hall, and I will not admit it.”

Looking at the direction Qing Song left, Yun Feiyang, who was confused, had the intention to catch up and ask clearly, but he was afraid of losing him, the only reliance in Wudang.

“And, through the Divine Soul, I see that you have the same bloodline in your bodies.”

“That day I thought I had just woken up and made a mistake, but tonight I saw it clearly and there was nothing wrong.”

Yun Feiyang, whose mind was not very clear, was even more confused by Xiao Lao’s few words, so he muttered:

“Same bloodline?”

“What do you mean?”

Xiao Lao said simply and clearly:

“It means that Qingsong may be your father.”

As soon as these words came out, Yun Feiyang was shocked, and the true qi in his body was out of control, and there were signs of going crazy.

“Xiaofei.”

Xiao Lao drank loudly, and the sound was like a flood bell, which made Yun Feiyang suddenly wake up and instantly regain his senses.

Yun Feiyang, who had calmed down his mind, began to sort out the disordered True Qi in his body under the guidance of Xiao Lao.

After a long time, Yun Feiyang could be regarded as eliminating the hidden danger of going crazy, but the damaged meridians needed to be recuperated before they could be restored.

During the pranayama period, Yun Feiyang repeatedly compared Qing Song and his master’s figures, especially the look in his eyes.

The more contrast, the more places Yun Feiyang and the two people coincide.

When his physical condition stabilized, Yun Feiyang could already determine that they were indeed the same person.

Yun Feiyang asked half-vented, half-sadly:

“Elder Xiao, why do you say he did this to me?”

“I am so bullied by those people every day, how can he bear to watch it?”

Who ‘he’ was talking about, Xiao Lao knew very well.

“Maybe it’s because of his own suffering, I’m not him, I don’t understand the inside story.”

“But if it were me, I would never let my son suffer like this, no matter what it was for.”

Xiao Lao’s words made Yun Feiyang cheer up slightly, and secretly thought that he must have some bitterness.

But then, Yun Feiyang’s heart was discharged again, and he didn’t know what to do.

And at this time, Xiao Lao’s psychological guidance just came.

“Xiaofei, what are you going to do?”

“Otherwise, the next time he comes to see you as a master, you will ask him directly.”

Yun Feiyang ignored the dirt on the ground, lay down directly in a large figure, and said like a rotten one:

“I don’t know.”

Xiao Lao continued:

“Either go and question him directly tomorrow, but whether the answer is what you want or not, it is estimated that both of you will be punished by the sect.”

“What will happen to you, I don’t know, but he can’t do it in the helm.”

Yun Feiyang did not mean to take revenge on Qing Song in his heart, so he vetoed this idea.

Xiao Lao seemed to be annoyed by the cloudy flying ink, and roared lowly:

“That’s not going to work, that’s not going to work.”

“Or you pretend you don’t know, how it was before, and how it will be in the future.”

When Yun Feiyang heard it, it was a good way to escape reality, but after thinking about it, his acting skills were not so good, and I was afraid that he would be seen through by Qing Song at a glance.

In the end, it is not a return to the original option.

Hearing that the idea was rejected again, Xiao Lao said helplessly:

“If it really doesn’t work, just run.”

“Leave for a while, and then come back when you think clearly.”

Yun Feiyang’s eyes lit up after listening, this is also a way.

As a miscellaneous disciple, he was not valued on Wudang Mountain.

Every year, I can’t stand the hardships of labor, and I don’t know how many miscellaneous disciples run down the mountain by themselves.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was an orphan and there was a master on the mountain to rely on, he would have gone down the mountain a long time ago.

“Elder Xiao, I don’t know anyone under the mountain, and I don’t know where to go.”

Elder Xiao snorted lightly and asked:

“Then do you want to face the stranger under the mountain, or continue to face Qingsong?”

A question that pierced the soul made Yun Feiyang make a decision in an instant.

Looking at the clouds flying down the mountain after packing up their luggage.

Qin Chuan’s figure walked out from the shadows with a satisfied smile on his face.

Finally fooled Yun Feiyang down the mountain, without leaving Wudang Mountain, how did Qin Chuan shape Yun Feiyang into what he wanted.

At the same time, Qin Chuan couldn’t help but sigh in his heart that his Xiao Lao was really good.

Recognize people and recognize spirits, and force Ge to call a high.

The eyes can also be turned into a paternity tester, which can bluff people.

But in fact, if he didn’t know the plot, how could Qin Chuan tell that the two of them were father and son just by his eyes.

Seeing the bloodline through the divine soul, such a nonsense thing, there should be no one who really believes it.