The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 216

After a stick of incense, Ning Shuning found the ringer who was using the hilt of Fuyu's sword to eliminate Xiangshu at the back of the Taiwu ancestral hall, which was full of incense.

"Sister Dangdang, why did you let Yong Junxia stay in Taiwu Village? Is it because you are afraid that Aunt Feiyi will be too lonely in Taiwu Village?"

"It wasn't at the time. The reason why I put Yong Junxia in Taiwu Village was mainly because of this. I can know in time what happens in the village. It's just more convenient."

Dangdang said, he thrust the glowing light-emitting sword hilt into a disciple of Baihua Valley in the prison car.

The disciple of Baihua Valley who was baring his teeth and claws with red eyes suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out.

"By the way, sister, go and get the carriage ready, and the two old horses need to be replaced."

"Oh, I see." Ning Shuning nodded, passed through the group of howling prison cars, and walked outside.

With Yong Junxia's eyes, it was resounding to see Ji Feiyi on the other side, happily hugging herself and strolling around the cloth shop.

"Little boy, do you like this fabric? Shall I make you a new dress from this?"

As Ji Feiyi said that, she brought the piece of cloth over and gestured continuously at Yong Junxia.

Xiang Dangdang shook his head helplessly, picked up the hilt of Fu Yu's sword, and continued to start his own work as a successor of Taiwu.

Originally, he wanted to deal with these matters and go to the Infinity Vajra Sect to find trouble with Pumeraba, but his son's disappearance completely disrupted his plan.

It was already late at night after cleaning up all the people who had turned the demons in the yard, and she had no choice but to rest in Taiwu Village for a night, and she couldn't wait to set off early the next morning.

"Chan'er, are you really leaving so early? Don't you want to accompany your mother for a while?" Ji Feiyi, who was holding Yong Junxia, ​​stood at the entrance of Taiwu Village, looking at her daughter in the carriage with a complicated expression.

"The lacquer carving Xiangshu is still in the hands of others. Xiang Dangdang was kind to me back then. I want to get him back. I will return to the village when I have time. Then... I am leaving." After speaking, Xiang Dangdang waved the reins, Pulled by four strong new horses, the carriage moved quickly.

Because of the replacement of four new horses, coupled with the resounding rush, they arrived at the foot of Xuannv Peak in less than two months.

On the Xuannv Peak shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, Lei Youyan, the head of the Xuannv Sect, was the most popular receptionist.

After so many years, she has aged a lot with her dark face, and her body is slightly fatter, and her temples have grown white hair.
The two deep decree lines on Lei Youyan's cheeks trembled slowly as she spoke, "So you are the contemporary Taiwu? You are so young."

Xiang Dangdang didn't have time to follow her ink marks, and asked nervously: "Don't tell me this, Master Lei, I'll ask you why the lacquer-carved macho disappeared."

Somewhat surprised, Lei Youyan looked up and down loudly, and asked slowly: "Why do you know this? What kind of person are you?"

"I'm his aunt." Xiang Dangdang said the relationship between Qi Diaochan and Qi Diao Xiangshu very naturally.

Lei Youyan nodded clearly, and then told Dangdang everything that happened at that time.

However, what disappoints Loudang is what he learned from the head of the Xuannv faction, which is almost the same as the news he got from Ji Feiyi back then.

It is said that Xiangshu went to sleep that night, and disappeared out of thin air the next morning.

Hearing the old lady's slow voice, she couldn't sit still, "Don't just talk like that, why don't you take me to the place where Xiangshu lives."

Lei Youyan nodded, stood up and came to a small house with a bang, "Hey, this is where Xiang'er lived before."

Rang Dang hurriedly opened the door and rushed in, and found that although the room was small, there were all kinds of beds, tables and stools. Looking at the size of the bed, it was obvious that it was for children.

"Xiang'er lives here on weekdays. He has a gentle temper and is polite to others. I don't know who will take a child away. I am ashamed to be famous to the previous Taiwu." His crutches hit the ground with a pestle.

Xiang Dangdang began to search carefully in the house, but after a long time, she did not find any clues about her son's disappearance.

"Taiwu doesn't need to look for it. We thought that Xiang'er was playing with us that day. We searched inside and out without any trace."

"Aren't there any footprints around there?" Xiang Dang squatted under the table looking for clues.

Lei Youyan shook her head slowly, "Of course I, the Xuannv School, who is extremely skilled in lightness kung fu, would consider this, but I couldn't find it."

Rang Dang stood up a little irritably, gritted his teeth for a while and then asked Lei Youyan again: "During the time when Xiangshu was missing, did anything unusual happen?"

After thinking for a while, Lei Youyan raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her, "Not to mention, it was really a strange thing during those days."

"What's the matter?" Dangdang asked immediately.

If the disciples of the Wuliang Vajra Sect really kidnapped their own son, they would definitely come to the Xuannv faction to visit.

"Just half a month before Xiang'er disappeared, Zen Master Xinfan of Shaolin Temple came to our Xuannv Sect and said that he wanted to come in and meet the lacquer carving Xiangshu, but he was a man, so our Xuannv Sect naturally couldn't let such a monk Come in, so we didn't agree."

Crazy?What is this guy doing with Qi Diao Xiangshu? ?Resoundingly, the handsome monk who was always clinging to him flashed in his mind.

"It's not right to say that Xiang'er was taken away by infatuation. That person is an elder of Shaolin Temple. When he came to see Xiang'er, he spoke calmly. After I rejected him, he didn't say anything."

"Master Lei, have you seen lamas near the Xuannv faction recently?" Dangdang asked again looking at the head of the Xuannv faction.

"Lama?? Not at all, why did Taiwu say that??"

After meditating for a while, Dangdang took a deep breath, stood up immediately and walked towards the door.

When she had just walked a few steps, there was a loud bang and then suddenly her feet stopped. She looked at Ning Shuning's better face beside her.

Although her appearance has not faded in the slightest compared to ten years ago, Ning Shuning's age is there after all, and I believe she will start to go downhill soon.

Dangdang turned to Lei Youyan and said: "Master, I heard that a celestial girl once descended on the peak and left a piece of Yiming Jue Qigong. When a woman cultivates, she can be handsome and refined, with icy muscles and bones, and ascend to the top of the mountain. Xian, why don't you learn?"

Looking at the wrinkles on Lei Youyan's face, she resoundingly talked about the legend of the origin of the Shangxuan School of Women in Jianghu.

(End of this chapter)