Mu Wushuang first heard Yang Tiantai tell the story of Long Sizhan. He immediately opened his mouth slightly and looked at Yang Tiantai with anticipation. Yang Tiantai sighed, and then slowly said with a fascination: "Hanqiu, let me tell you this. If your uncle is unhappy, what about Baidingshan Palace and Donghai Sect, you will be razed to the ground within one day! No matter how many people he teaches, can he withstand the golden wire and black iron sword in your uncle's hand? The weapons in your uncle's hand are different from your Juluo Jian. The weapons she used All the tools were taken from others, and any one could use them. Back then, the demon Taoist plundered the world with the blood-transforming black iron and gold sword. Except for the Qian Chou Ming Bu Yunqu, he defeated all the heroes in the world! What was the result? Your uncle was still killed in his palm with his bare hands. Even his uncle's black iron sword was returned to the furnace and cast into the golden wire black iron sword she used now... Boy, I explained so much, you should understand why Longjian Villa and Jiujian Pavilion avoided your uncle in many things, right?"

After listening to Yang Tiantai's speech, Mu Wushuang opened his mouth wider, as if he was holding a transparent duck egg. Seeing him like this, Yang Tiantai patted Mu Wushuang's shoulder with some contempt. "So don't worry about this, I have a sense of my own. Wushuang, you should practice my skills first. One day, you will be like a junior uncle, and maybe you will become the best in the world." Mu Wushuang then came to his senses and nodded thoughtfully.

After bowing and saying goodbye to Yang Tiantai, Mu Wushuang turned around and walked slowly towards the steps leading to the backyard. Not long after walking, Mu Wushuang suddenly heard Su Xiaoyu exclaiming not far away: "Hey? Brother Wushuang, you are here too!" Mu Wushuang heard Su Xiaoyu's voice, and felt ecstatic in his heart. He immediately raised his head and looked at the steps not far away. He saw Su Xiaoyu and Long Yubing standing on the steps not far away. Mu Wushuang looked at Su Xiaoyu with a rosy face and a happy face, and knew that she was not wronged, so he felt a little relieved. Then Mu Wushuang couldn't help but look at Long Yubing. It didn't matter if he looked at it. Mu Wushuang's eyes had not been removed from Long Yubing for a long time.

Even though he had been with a beautiful beauty like Su Xiaoyu for many years, Mu Wushuang was still shocked by Long Yubing's beauty: the young lady in front of her, except for her arrogant and cold eyes, could not tell any problems on her body. Long Yubing saw Mu Wushuang staring at him directly, and a hint of anger appeared on her face: "Bold! Why are you so arrogant when you see me?" Mu Wushuang was so shocked by Long Yubing's roar, and then suddenly remembered this beautiful and impeccable girl, which must be Long Yubing, the eldest lady of Long Jian Villa.

Mu Wushuang looked at Long Yubing reluctantly again, and suddenly remembered that Long Yubing was his uncle in his seniority. Mu Wushuang hurriedly bowed and said, "Mu Wushuang has seen the eldest lady." Long Yubing glanced at Mu Wushuang with anger, then raised his chin and asked, "My name is Long Yubing, where is you? Looks like you are a little face!" Mu Wushuang could only raise his voice and said, "My name is Mu Wushuang, I have seen Long... Miss Long." Mu Wushuang saw that Long Yubing was about the same age as him, so he really didn't want to lower his identity and call her uncle. Unexpectedly, Long Yubing suddenly became energetic: "Oh...I said why do I think you are a face-to-face! It turned out to be that bastard boy." When Long Yubing said this, he paused, and then asked with a full face, "Since you are a disciple of the Eight-Armed Yan Luo, what should I call me?"

Mu Wushuang sighed helplessly, then moved the corners of his mouth and knelt on the ground reluctantly: "Disciple Mu Wushuang, have seen Long... uncle." Although Long Yubing was laughing in his heart, he still shouted coldly: "What do you mean? His left leg is lame?!" Mu Wushuang didn't know that Long Yubing was deliberately teasing him. Hearing the tone of this uncle, Mu Wushuang could only slowly lower his left leg and kneel to the ground, bent down and whispered: "Disciple Mu Wushuang, pay homage to uncle!" Long Yubing nodded with satisfaction, and a faint smile was also hung on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Mu Wushuang's body stiff, Su Xiaoyu immediately gently pulled Long Yubing's sleeve. Long Yubing put away his smile and said, "Forget it, don't give me any gifts. I've heard Xiaoyu say you're a elm-head, and it seems to be pretty good now." Mu Wushuang held his breath and couldn't help but clench his fists. Long Yubing saw that the blue veins on Mu Wushuang's back of his hands were bulging, so he naturally knew that he was a little unhappy, but because of his face, Long Yubing couldn't let go, so he could only bite the bullet and continue, "It's okay if you don't accept me. After all, it's not a big problem... As long as you ask your master Li Tianmu to discipline him well and understand more rules... It's not too late to talk to me again, Xiaoyu... let's go quickly..."

After saying that, Long Yubing hurriedly walked around Mu Wushuang. Su Xiaoyu looked at Long Yubing for some reason, then lowered his head and saw Mu Wushuang still kneeling on the ground. Su Xiaoyu could only curl his lips and chase Long Yubing quickly. Mu Wushuang subconsciously sniffed, smelled the fragrance of Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu, and slowly calmed down and silently said, "Actually, Uncle Master is saying it well! I see Uncle Lu, Uncle Yang and others, it is right that they will not care." When the fragrance of Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu became erratic, Mu Wushuang slowly stood up, and then looked back in a strange way: on the twists and steep steps, Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu had long disappeared. Mu Wushuang turned around slowly, and then he made sure that there was no one around, so he began to sneak into meditation.

After a while, the backs of Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu gradually became clear in Mu Wushuang's mind: Su Xiaoyu was walking in front of Long Yubing, with her right hand dancing and talking to Long Yubing. Long Yubing looked at Su Xiaoyu with a smile on his face, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a smile. Mu Wushuang was amazed by Long Yubing's impeccable side face, and almost hurt his soul again. Fortunately, after Huijue's guidance last night, Mu Wushuang practiced basic skills and improved his understanding of Taoism a lot, so he could easily resolve the meditation without any danger. Mu Wushuang opened his eyes and took a deep breath before he could completely calm down. Mu Wushuang thought about Long Yubing's smile again, and inexplicably felt relieved: A young lady who could laugh like that would definitely not be a traitor or evil person.

According to the saying, Long Yubing's figure and appearance are definitely the dream object that men in the world dream of, but Mu Wushuang only admired Long Yubing from afar and was amazed, and had no other thoughts. Yang Tiantai and the others said that Mu Wushuang was a elm-headed man, and he was not without any basis. Mu Wushuang turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly found a thin old man wearing a green scarf standing quietly not far beside him. Mu Wushuang couldn't help but feel nervous: Although he focused his spirit on Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu when he entered into meditation, he didn't even notice it, which only shows that the old man's cultivation has reached a level of superb level - even if he is not as good as the monk Huijue, it will not be much different.

Seeing the old man looking at him with a cold face, Mu Wushuang hurriedly bowed and said, "My younger man Mu Wushuang, I have seen the old man." The old man did not say anything, but hummed and turned away from him. Mu Wushuang could only watch the old man walk twenty steps away before slowly standing up straight. Mu Wushuang frowned and was about to continue moving forward, but Long Sizhan's voice came from his mind without any warning: "Wushuang, where are you? I have something to do, come to the hall to find me quickly." Mu Wushuang was slightly stunned: There was no one around at the moment, and there were only occasional sounds of insects and the sound of plants and trees blowing by the wind on the quiet steps, but Long Sizhan's voice came to his ears clearly.

Mu Wushuang knew that Long Sizhan had definitely used magic he didn't know, so he naturally did not dare to neglect, so he could only run to the hall. Mu Wushuang thought he could still run to Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu, but he didn't see the shadows of the two until he came to the hall. Mu Wushuang could only put away his distractions and walked into the hall. Long Sizhan, Yang Tiantai and Zhang Xiuwen were standing not far from the entrance of the hall. Seeing Mu Wushuang finished his greeting, Long Sizhan handed him a letter: "Wushuang, now you go to Xuanwu Lake and find Honglu Inn, and hand the letter to the inn shopkeeper."

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