A soldier from the Yuanzi camp glanced at the young monk, recognized his identity, nodded, turned around and went into the Vajra Heart Hall to report.

Not long after, a young man wearing a green robe and half a dark yellow cassock walked out of the Heart Palace.

He has a tall and straight figure, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. Under the sharp eyebrows, there is a pair of cold and determined eyes.

With a sword on his waist, he looks majestic and majestic, like a proud dragon.

"Senior Brother Song."

Seeing the young monk, Li Qianfeng nodded slightly.

"Li Ganfeng, do you still remember me?"

The beautiful woman next to him came out and stared at the boy, her eyes brightening.

Li Qianfeng glanced at it and frowned: "Who are you?"

"One year ago, Qingfengling!"

The woman's eyes were filled with hope: "Do you still remember?"

"Qingfengling..." Li Qianfeng's eyes showed a hint of reminiscence, and he thought: "It seems that all the demons over there have been eliminated."

"It's me, Murong Qiulan. It was you who helped me block the attack of the sinister wind snake monster. Without you, I would have been dead!" Murong Qiulan said hurriedly.

Li Qianfeng frowned slightly and glanced at her: "Are you here?"

"I said at that time that I will definitely repay your kindness. I, Murong Qiulan, will never marry except you in this life!"

A blush flashed across Murong Qiulan's face, but she still mustered up the courage to grit her teeth and said.

"So, you are here to repay kindness with hatred?"

Li Qianfeng raised his eyebrows.

Murong Qiulan: "..."

The young monk next to him cast a look of amazement at Li Qianfeng. Facing such a beautiful woman, he could say such cruel words. This junior fellow disciple truly deserves to be a direct disciple of the Lord Buddha.

"I just want to repay you..." Murong Qiulan bit her lip and said aggrievedly.

She had come all the way here, relying on connections to go up the mountain, but she was met with such a cold face.

"What's your family background?"

Li Qianfeng was unmoved by the woman's tenderness and just asked calmly.

Murong Qiulan was slightly startled and said quickly: "My Murong family is the largest family in Bai Maple City. My father is the clan leader. He was already in the Fifteen Miles Realm when he was young. He was free and easy in all directions and had a wide network of contacts. Now he has already stepped into the world. In the realm of gods and humans, if there is a chance, in this life... there may not be no hope of impacting the three immortals."

"How old is your father?"

"This year has just passed fifty-four."

"Already old."

Li Qianfeng shook his head slightly: "With such qualifications, it is difficult to achieve the third level of immortality. Even if you really step into the third level of immortality, it will be nothing in front of my Li family. Your family background is too low!"

Murong Qiulan opened her mouth slightly, but was speechless.

How could she not know that in terms of family background, how many people in Dayu could compare with the young man in front of her?

She gritted her teeth and said: "But, my mother said, if two people really love each other, why should they care about their family background? I don't care. I don't want the betrothal gift, I don't want anything else, I just want you!"

"Your words are greedy!"

Li Qianfeng said coldly: "I am worth countless betrothal gifts. Marrying me is like getting half the state! My mother will decide my marriage in the future. If I want to marry, I will only marry the right person, such as a royal princess, a prince or a princess." Something like that, your family background is probably something my mother would look down upon."

Murong Qiulian's face was as white as snow and she was speechless.

She didn't expect that it would be like this. As a woman, she took the initiative to confess her love and chose to betray her, but she was disliked.

The young monk next to him was already astonished by what he said to Li Qianfeng. This junior fellow apprentice is so fierce!

"But what if you don't like the person you marry in the future?"

Murong Qiulan bit her lips tightly, feeling her heart bursting with tears.

Li Qianfeng said indifferently: "Marriage is just a transaction. How can I like it? I only carry my sword with me in this life, and the rest are just sundries."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned and fell silent immediately.

The astonishing young man in front of him was like a arrogant dragon rising above the sun and moon in the sky. He was extremely talented, but he seemed to have devoted all his thoughts to the three-foot sword in his hand.

Love and love between men and women obviously cannot be explained to such people.

Murong Qiulan was silent for a long time and then said: "I understand, what if... what if I am willing to marry you as my concubine?"

Having said this, she raised her head again and looked at the outstanding young man.

Next to him, the young monk's face changed slightly, he glanced at the woman, and inexplicably turned his head slightly, feeling a little unbearable.

Is this what the master said, worldly infatuation?

"Being a concubine..." Li Qianfeng thought for a moment and said: "The daughter of a grandmaster is barely enough, but you have to wait until I get married before you can take a concubine."

"I can wait!" Murong Qiulan said immediately.

"Okay."

Li Qianfeng nodded and said nothing more. He turned to look at the young monk next to him and said, "Senior Brother Song, have you brought the registration book? I have to go down the mountain for a while after leaving seclusion."

The young monk came back to his senses, nodded, took out a roster from the cassock in his arms, and took out pen and ink at the same time.

"Junior Brother Qianfeng has been on the mountain for more than ten years. Are you going home after this trip?"

"It's really time to go home, but before I go home, I have to gain some fame."

Li Qianfeng took the pen and ink and said while registering.

The young monk said in surprise: "Oh? Does Junior Brother Qianfeng still need fame?"

"Senior Brother Song is joking. I, the children of the Li family, all have to build their own fame. What's more, returning home this time is also to compete for the seat of the real dragon. It is naturally better to have some fame and fame."

Li Qianfeng seemed very approachable at the moment. He completed the registration in a few strokes and handed the pen and ink back to Senior Brother Song.

The young monk dried the list and closed it, put away his pen and ink, and said with a smile: "Junior brother Qianfeng is too cautious. With your cultivation, who can compete with you for the seat of the true dragon."

Li Qianfeng smiled faintly and looked into the distance.

A figure appeared in his mind, which his mother had mentioned when she went up the mountain to visit him.

Li Wushuang.

When he went down the mountain to slay the demon a year ago, he had also heard of the other party's name, and he had already been ranked among the best in the Qiankun Ranking!

Ninth-level fighting posture, apprenticed to a famous teacher, he is one and a half years younger than him, and has already become famous in the world. He became famous before him.

This trip is also his biggest competitor.

Although they have not met each other, Li Qianfeng seems to have a vague feeling that the other party is following his footsteps.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He would let his cousin know that not everyone could catch up with him.

He believed in himself and the sword in his hand.

"Can I go with you?" Next to him, Murong Qiulan seized the opportunity and asked cautiously.

She looked at Li Qianfeng pitifully, her mind still echoing with the image of him defeating the evil wind snake monster with one sword.

"If you can keep up, it's up to you."

Li Qianfeng said calmly, not paying attention to the other party's girlish posture.

…

…

In Cangyu City.

After the demon disaster was resolved, Li Hao and others were also preparing to return home.

The affairs of the Demon Suppression Department have also become quiet. Apart from cleaning up the demon corpses outside the city, there is no other work.

At present, basically no monsters dare to invade Cangyu City, unless they are some stupid little monsters with little intelligence who dare to commit crimes.

Li Hao, on the other hand, collected calligraphy, paintings, poems and books all over the city, and gained a lot.

[Name: Li Hao]

【Age:14】

[Cultivation: Peak of Fifteen Miles Realm]

[Kendo: Sixth Dan (Flying Dan) (Hidden Bow)]

[Sword skills: Hai Wuya (true form) Luoxue swordsmanship·Avalanche (true form)...]

[The Way of the Flesh: Sixth Stage (All Things) (Tiger Pressure)]

[Physical skills: Golden Skin Hundred Refinements·Vajra (True State) Thousand Dragon Holy Body·Transformation of Dragon (True State) Taichu Fifth Level (Taichu Body True State) Dragon Chan Vacuum Body·Dragon Soaring (True State)...】

[Royal Way: Sixth Stage]

[Romantic skills: Tiangang Zhou Tian Jue·Tiangang (true form) Hundred Battles Zhou Tian Jue·Wu Shuang (true form) Dragon River Divine Vein·Dragon Breath (true form) Nine Turns Star Technique·Nine Turns (True State)...】
To be continued...