Chapter 3843: 3843 Somewhat contented

   Chapter 3843 3843 Somewhat contented

Although at the moment Duan Qingyun appeared, they had already fully urged the holy energy to make a move, but this time Duan Qingyun did it too quickly, and there was no reservation. Several people simply failed to condense the holy energy. To the extreme.

  Of course, even if the holy energy is condensed to the extreme, it is not too meaningful, the opponent's strength is too strong, and the shot is so decisive and resolute, they don't even have a chance to escape.

  Don't talk about them, facing a strong man like Duan Qingyun, Weng Yuanming and others have nowhere to escape. In an instant, the faces of several people were pale.

   After all, Duan Qingyun is not the eldest grandson Luocang, and this is not a big competition in the clouds. His strength was a bit stronger than Longsun Luocang, and there was no Chang Aotian and others on the scene, so he had no fear at all.

  Ye Yunji's left hand pressed it to his chest again.

  Gu Fenghua suddenly felt anxious when he saw his movements out of the corner of his eyes. Even if he releases the mysterious power in his bleeding veins, he is afraid that it will be difficult to block Duan Qingyun's ambition, even if he blocks it, it will still have endless troubles.

  "Junior Weng Yuanming, studying under Chu Zhenyuan, please be merciful to seniors." At this moment, Weng Yuanming suddenly shouted. The voice was trembling, awe and panic.

   "Chu Zhenyuan?" Duan Qingyun was slightly startled, and stopped half of the palm.

  Shooting with such full force, but being able to send and receive from the heart, even if the emperor, I am afraid that not everyone can do it. Duan Qingyun was much younger than the grandson Luocang, but his reputation could surpass that of the grandson Luocang. It really made sense.

  "Are you Chu Zhenyuan's disciple?" Duan Qingyun looked at Weng Yuanming, seeming to recall something.

"Junior is a closed disciple of Chu Zhenyuan. More than a thousand years ago, Master Junshi went to Qixia Peak to sit with the master, and the juniors made tea and served them. But at that time, the juniors were still young and it was difficult for them to be in the eyes of the master. Lord Junshi is afraid that there is no imprint." Weng Yuanming said respectfully, the cold sweat on his forehead was still falling down, a look of sincerity and trepidation.

   "Oh, it turned out to be you. I remember that you were only eleven or twelve years old at that time, and you were only in the early days of the Profound Sage. Now you have reached the realm of Emperor Sage." Duan Qingyun finally got some impressions and said with emotion.

  The Chu Zhenyuan mentioned by Weng Yuanming is a casual cultivator. He stays away from the world for life and does not get involved in the world, so his reputation is not obvious, but his aptitude is extremely outstanding, and he has a unique insight into the way of cultivation. Thousands of years ago, Duan Qingyun traveled to meet him and was interested in his insights. When invited by him to travel to Qixia Peak for a few days, it was considered to be some friendship.

Duan Qingyun thought about it carefully. At that time, there was indeed a young disciple who was serving tea and water, but in his capacity, it was not easy for him to place such a high value on Yijie Sanxiu. How could he care about a tea-making boy? ? Weng Yuanming did not say that he would never remember the existence of such a person.

"Yes, yes, yes, the younger generation had just been promoted to Xuansheng at that time, and they were able to have today's cultivation base, thanks to the teachings of the seniors that day." Weng Yuanming finally breathed a sigh of relief, said with gratitude, and took the gift of his disciple to Duan Qingyun Bow down.

   "I didn't teach you anything. If you can have today's cultivation base, you have a superior understanding. You don't need to thank me." Duan Qingyun said that he didn't need to thank me, but he accepted Weng Yuanming's gift calmly.

  He sat and talked with Chu Zhenyuan that day, this disciple was waiting on the sidelines, and of course he listened to their words without missing a word. If they can have today's cultivation level, they will benefit from him more or less.

   "How is your master?" When Weng Yuanming straightened up, Duan Qingyun asked with a light smile.

  After only a few days of chatting with the people, he cultivated a strong man of the fourth rank of the emperor. Duan Qingyun felt a little complacent, and it was also pleasing to see Weng Yuanming.

  (End of this chapter)