Chapter 1026 Secret Talk

The light is getting dimmer.

When Ouyang Ming returned to the courtyard, it was already dark.

Jiang Qingcheng sat on the threshold of the door, her eyes were bleary with tears, and she looked aggrieved.

When he saw Ouyang Ming, his little face drooped instantly, and tears rolled in his eyes, as if he would cry out if he didn't agree with each other, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Yu." As he spoke, he rushed over.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Ming asked softly, not caring about this troublesome title.

Xiao Nizi took two breaths of cold air, opened her eyes wide, and asked, "Is Grandpa He gone?"

"Yeah, even the sword cultivator can't let go of the sword in his heart. His sword has been lost for a long time, and he has to get it back. At that time, the real sword god will return. If there is concern in his heart, the sword will be pure. , the power cannot be the strongest." Ou Yangming replied.

Jiang Qingcheng nodded half-understood, flipped his palm, and took out a delicate carving knife from his sleeve.

The carving knife is about three inches long, extremely small, exquisite in workmanship, and chilly, it is not extraordinary at first glance.

She shook the carving knife in her hand, opened her eyes wide, and said, "This was given to Xiaoman by the elder of the Jiang family's inner sect a few days ago. He was thinking to himself that you gave him that carving knife. If you are willing to change it, I will take it temporarily. Here, you can give it to him."

Ou Yangming's eyes flashed, and he thought to himself, it's good to work with smart people, don't waste your tongue.

He knew that this was the Jiang family showing favor to him, and Xiaoman also understood, but he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to do so, so he refused. But Jiang Qingcheng is also a wonderful person, and he can see through the key points.

Ouyang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart, indeed, none of the disciples of the great aristocratic family was simple. In this way, he doesn't need to waste any more words, just wait for the other party to come to the door. He believed that when Jiang Liuche saw the Venerable He Jian breakthrough, it was impossible for him to have no thoughts in his heart.

The movements of his hands were not slow, he raised his hand and borrowed the carving knife, and said with a smile: "Qingcheng is really smart."

Jiang Qingcheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the bitterness on his face disappeared, and he asked with a smile, "Really?"

"Really." Ouyang Ming replied affirmatively.

Jiang Qingcheng bounced around and walked towards the house.

In the main hall, Xiaoman was sitting upright, with a calm face, his aura was round and uniform, and there was already a battle between dragons and tigers above his head at such a young age.

Holding a carving knife in his hand, he is carving wood carvings, each knife is carving the heart of the Tao, carving on the hostility in the heart.

After Xiaoman saw Ouyangming, he stopped his movements, put away the carving knife, and asked softly, "Grandpa He is gone?"

Jiang Qingcheng turned her beautiful eyes, and answered first: "Let's go! I know before you." As he spoke, his face still showed a smug look.

Xiaoman's face was calm and he ignored Jiang Qingcheng.

Ouyang Ming looked at it and chuckled, the carving knife slid out of his sleeve, and handed it over: "Take it."

"Okay." Xiaoman took a quiet look at Ouyang Ming, moved gently, and solemnly put away the carving knife.

At this scene, Jiang Qingcheng was so angry that his teeth itched, he pouted and snorted, and said, "Xiaoman is treated differently, it's really unfair! I'll give it to you, but you don't follow it, Brother Yu will give it to you, you don't say anything , and then,

snort……"

Calling "Uncle Yu" in front of Xiaoman is obviously a generation shorter, which she doesn't want to see. So, I thought of such a compromise method, calling him Big Brother in front of Xiaoman, and uncle behind Xiaoman's back. When she thought of this method, she was complacent for a long time and didn't sleep all night.

As soon as the words fell, she gave Xiaoman a provocative look.

Xiaoman turned a deaf ear to it and looked up out the window.

Looking at the two of them, Ouyang Ming was in a peaceful state of mind, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a sense of happiness arose in his heart.

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Jiang Liuche paced back and forth in the study, with a hint of eagerness between his brows.

In the study room, purple smoke rises from an incense burner. The sunken flowers and trees unique to the Great Ruins are burned in the burner, which can dredge the meridians and nourish the Qi. In the entire Great Ruins, there are many aristocratic families capable of burning sunflower trees every day, but not many.

Of course, for a wealthy and powerful family like the Jiang family, it can be said to be painless.

In the middle of the study room hangs a piece of writing, which is said to have been written by the ancestor of the Jiang family himself.

A big "Jing" character, the word is like a gap, penetrating three points, and even has a bit of Taoist rhyme, which can make people feel quiet, forget everything and self, and fall into a wonderful state.

But at this moment, even looking at the big characters with Dao rhyme, Jiang Liuche still couldn't calm down.

He glanced at the sky, walked to the desk, lightly rubbed the ink, put a piece of high-quality emblem rice paper, dipped the ink and wrote two couplets:

"Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement"

"Topography Kun, a gentleman carries things with virtue"

Even so, his heart still couldn't calm down. Generally speaking, those who can be the Patriarch of a big family are those who have a thunder in their chest and a face as calm as a lake. But at this moment, Jiang Liuche's heart was turbulent. After all, it is about whether he can become a venerable. If he fails to become a venerable, he will end up as an ant. This temptation is too great.

He was sitting in front of the desk, tapping his fingers on the table regularly, making thumping noises, and even the ink that had been grinded into the inkstone made tiny ripples in circles.

Just when his patience was about to wear out, the long-awaited knock on the door and Jiang Yingrong's cold voice came in at the same time.

"Daddy, I'm Yingrong."

"Come in, come in." Jiang Liuche said urgently, and he stood up and opened the door.

Jiang Yingrong was dressed in red, with exquisite curves and a charming face, especially her collarbone, which was so exquisite that it was hard to describe.

Jiang Liuche smiled and said with emotion: "After so many years, you still like to wear red clothes."

Jiang Yingrong raised her jade step, and said with a smile: "When I was young, my mother told me that Jiangnan is good, and it is best to wear red clothes."

Jiang Liuche's expression darkened, he didn't answer, and walked to the desk by himself, and sat down. Thousands of words were brewing in my heart, but when I really wanted to speak, I couldn't say anything, as if my throat was blocked by something. It was because Jiang Yingrong mentioned her mother, the woman he loved and hated at the same time.

Jiang Yingrong closed the door, sat opposite Jiang Liuche, and looked at the words on the desk. The ink was not dry yet, obviously she had just written it not long ago. Turning his eyes, he took the initiative to say: "Daddy's calligraphy is getting better and better, and he is not far from Dacheng."

"If you can't even meditate, how can you talk about great success?" Jiang Liuche brought up the topic.

Jiang Yingrong has a delicate heart, so of course she understood what he meant, and said along the way: "Stepping into the Venerable is the pursuit of every spiritual person. Facing temptation, it is understandable to be restless. Human nature is inherently evil. Greed, hatred, ignorance, love and desire cannot be quit at all, but will sink deeper and deeper."

Jiang Liuche nodded slightly, and asked, "Is it related to Yu Tianrui that He Jian broke through to the Supreme?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yingrong's face turned serious, and she replied, "Well, it does matter. Brother Yu, he is the most talented among all the people I know, none of them, and he can beat Daozi, there is no problem at all."

"Of course, otherwise, how could the Venerable's jaws be broken?" Jiang Liuche nodded and echoed softly.

"That's not what I meant." Jiang Yingrong's pupils seemed to have overlapping circles of patterns, which looked extremely deep.

"Then what do you mean?" Jiang Liuche stared at his daughter with burning eyes.

"The breadth and breadth of his knowledge!" Jiang Yingrong paused every word, and before she finished speaking, she explained: "When we met in the ancient city, he was an alchemist, and the elixir he made was extremely powerful. , is extremely practical. He is also a spellcaster, I guess, he should be able to cast all-attribute spells, that is to say, he can evolve all things."

Jiang Liuche shrank his pupils slightly, touched his chin with his fingers, and signaled her to continue talking with his eyes.

"Later, I found out that he was very accomplished in refining weapons. How should I put it? Oh, yes, back to the basics, the way to simplicity, whether it is round or square, it all depends on one thought." Jiang Yingrong continued.

"Refining?" The light in Jiang Liuche's eyes became brighter, as if a flame was burning.

"Well, forging, forging a magic weapon that absorbs the power of the catastrophe." She exhaled lightly, her voice was not loud, but when it fell into Jiang Liuche's ears, it sounded like five thunderbolts, which directly made his mind roar, and there was only one thought in his mind, What magic weapon can absorb the power of heavenly tribulation? This... is this unbelievable?

After a full ten breaths, his thoughts calmed down.

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Jiang Yingrong said again: "Also, it can absorb 75% of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation." When she said this, she looked out the window with shock in her eyes.

"What?" Jiang Liuche thought he heard it wrong, and his heart jumped into his throat.

"It's true. Senior He survived six catastrophes, and the array blocked two of them. The remaining four were absorbed by more than 70% by the lightning-resistant suit. Even the suits still have charm." Jiang Yingrong spoke quickly and her breathing was short.

Hearing these words, Jiang Liuche blushed, his body trembled, and he lost even his thoughts.

After all, such a thing is too appalling, no matter how big his brain is, he never thought of it before.

After half a day, he finally came to his senses. Everything he heard before was like a fairy tale to him.

He exhaled heavily, stared at his daughter with scorching eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Then tell me, if I ask him for help, is it...is it possible?"

Jiang Yingrong didn't answer right away, she thought for a while, and said softly: "Brother Yu is very measured in dealing with people, and he is very generous in his actions. It is impossible for him to treat his own people badly. But this kind of thing is really too important. Not sure, but at least 60% hope."

"Sixty percent?" Jiang Liuche chewed the word carefully. After a while, he said softly: "60% hope is not low."

Jiang Yingrong nodded slightly, and said, "I'll go find out what's going on in a while, after all, this matter is too important."

"Well, it should be so." Jiang Liuche made a final decision.

Jiang Yingrong got up slowly, took two light steps with lotus steps, then turned her head and said, "I want to teach Xiaoman myself in the future..."

Jiang Liuche nodded slightly, and agreed naturally. He naturally understood that this was to show his favor to Ouyang Ming, and it was impossible to object no matter what. ...

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