Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

Not long after, Duan Zhengchun stood up, holding Lu Wushuang tightly in his arms, and continued forward.

Little Dragon Girl knelt to one side, playing with two eggs in her hands, breathing rapidly, and occasionally tilting her head back to take a bite.

Outside the stone chamber, Granny Sun, unable to bear the commotion emanating from the depths of the ancient tomb any longer, quietly crept over and hid in a corner, listening intently with a flushed face and wild thoughts.

After a long while, Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang lay down side by side, holding hands, looking at Duan Zhengchun kneeling with dreamy eyes, their eyes full of anticipation, guessing which mountain Duan Zhengchun wanted to conquer first.

After two hours, they were both on the verge of collapse.

Duan Zhengchun took a deep breath, gathered his innate true energy in his dantian, and focused it on both sides, not offending or neglecting anyone, and frantically unleashing his skills.

At that moment, he really wanted to split himself in two and work on both fronts simultaneously.

"what!"

After an unknown amount of time, two screams rang out, and the great battle finally came to an end, and everything returned to calm.

Grandma Sun, who was hiding outside the stone chamber, took a deep, satisfied breath and tiptoed away quietly.

Duan Zhengchun slowly lay down, embraced on both sides, looked up at the top of the stone chamber, and let out a long sigh.

This feeling tonight is something he has never experienced before. In the past, the women around him were always jealous and would fight as soon as they saw each other. How could it be like this now?

[Duan Zhengchun, what merit do you possess?]

[Master on the left, disciple on the right, am I being too cruel?]

Just then, Duan Zhengchun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and instantly came to his senses.

"You're not allowed to hide anything from me anymore!"

Little Dragon Girl held a bird in her hand, pouted, and said threateningly.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, whatever you want!"

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly begged for mercy, agreeing with a forced smile.

Little Dragon Girl smiled with satisfaction, then let go and gave it a massage.

To her surprise, as she moved, the little bird suddenly raised its head and puffed out its chest, excitedly wanting to flap its wings and fly high again.

"Are you still human?"

"It's been four hours, and it's still like this?!"

Xiaolongnu looked at Duan Zhengchun in surprise, her face full of disbelief.

Duan Zhengchun smiled slyly, then flipped himself up and disappeared into the flower bushes, where he began to eat two small butterflies.

Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang were shocked and surrendered once again.

From then on, the affair between Duan Zhengchun and his disciple Xiaolongnu was no longer a secret. Duan Zhengchun spent almost every night in the Tomb of the Living Dead, becoming a groom every night, and enjoying himself immensely.

Fortunately, he was highly skilled; otherwise, he would have died on the cold jade bed long ago.

...

Seven days later.

Under the cover of night, in front of the Tomb of the Living Dead, Duan Zhengchun, holding an erotic painting, was chasing after Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang through the locust grove, his laughter echoing.

"I won't listen, I won't listen!"

While covering her ears, Xiaolongnu dodged Duan Zhengchun behind her.

"Shuang'er, let me tell you, and we'll try this trick next time. You'll definitely like it."

Duan Zhengchun immediately turned to Lu Wushuang, chasing after her while laughing gleefully.

"Big brother Master, you're so mean! We don't want you, so why do you always come up with ways to torment me and Master?!"

Lu Wushuang blushed and used all her skills to evade Duan Zhengchun's pursuit.

Duan Zhengchun was relentless, as if he wouldn't give up until he tried something new that night, and kept chasing after the two of them.

"Big Y Demon!"

Granny Sun watched the three people chasing each other in the woods, pursed her lips, muttered something, casually put the teapot on the stone table, and turned around angrily to walk into the ancient tomb.

She hasn't had a good night's rest lately, her eyes are dark, and she always feels like she has no energy to do anything.

But just as she turned around, she suddenly frowned, then turned sharply back to look at the hillside not far away, and saw a figure rushing towards her.

"Girl! Someone's coming!"

Grandma Sun hesitated for a moment, then raised her voice to remind her.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed to the entrance of the ancient tomb. At the same time, the three people in the forest also stopped and turned to look.

"How did you come?!"

Duan Zhengchun's expression changed slightly, and he quickly rushed over, looking at Lin Zhiyuan, who had suddenly appeared in the Tomb of the Living Dead, with a stern face.

"Senior Brother Yin, something terrible has happened! Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, suddenly appeared in the back mountain of the Quanzhen Sect to teach Yang Guo martial arts. After being discovered by the sect's disciples, Ouyang Feng severely injured him!"

"Uncle Liu and Uncle Wang have already led their men there! But they are probably no match for Ouyang Feng!"

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Duan Zhengchun anxiously and immediately told him the whole story.

How did you know I was here?!

Duan Zhengchun, with a stern face, continued to press for details, without inquiring further about Ouyang Feng's intrusion into the mountain.

"Just guessing..."

Lin Zhiyuan nervously swallowed, glanced at the erotic pictures Duan Zhengchun had hidden behind his back, and slowly replied.

In fact, within the entire Quanzhen Sect, only he knew the details of Duan Zhengchun's nightly sneaking out, and only he was most likely to know about the relationship between Duan Zhengchun and Xiaolongnu.

In fact, he had suspected it for a long time, but he had been pretending not to know anything.

Although he had no evidence, it was not difficult to analyze the result by careful consideration. Therefore, when the Quanzhen Sect encountered a formidable enemy, he came here directly.

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then turned around and handed the erotic picture to Xiaolongnu, saying softly, "Something happened in the sect, I have to go back, I'll come to see you another day."

Little Dragon Girl nodded and said gently, "Be careful."

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun took Lin Zhiyuan and left quickly, heading straight for Chongyang Palace.

He wasn't worried that Lin Zhiyuan had seen what had just happened, because within the entire Quanzhen Sect, Lin Zhiyuan was the least likely to betray him.

...

Behind the Quanzhen Sect's mountain, at the foot of the cliff, morning and evening.

Dozens of disciples stood in a circle, their expressions tense, gripping their longswords tightly, watching warily at Yang Guo and a disheveled old man who were surrounded in the middle.

Liu Chuxuan and Wang Chuyi were supported by their disciples and stood on the outer perimeter. Both of them had suffered injuries of varying degrees, clearly indicating that they had not fared well in their fight with the disheveled old man.

There were also twenty or thirty disciples sitting or lying not far away, all of them injured, pale-faced, and some with blood still on their lips.

"I'm here to teach my son martial arts, what business is it of yours?!"

The disheveled old man pointed at everyone present, his eyes wide and his beard bristling, and demanded an explanation, his words filled with dissatisfaction.

"Old poisoner, have you forgotten the deep-seated hatred between you and the Quanzhen Sect?!"

"You killed Senior Brother Tan back then. Now that you're here tonight, don't even think about leaving alive!"

Liu Chuxuan covered his wound with one hand, glared fiercely at the disheveled old man, and shouted sternly. After speaking, he couldn't help but cough incessantly, indicating that he was seriously injured.

The disheveled old man standing next to Yang Guo was none other than Ouyang Feng, the famous one of the Five Greats of the martial arts world!

"The Quanzhen Sect?! This is the Quanzhen Sect?!"

"But who is Senior Brother Tan? When did I kill him?!"

"Who am I?!"

After hearing Liu Chuxuan's words, Ouyang Feng looked bewildered, scratching his head and muttering to himself.

"Ouyang Feng, stop pretending to be crazy! No matter what, you won't leave here alive today!"

Wang Chuyi gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"My dear son, who am I? Who are they? Where exactly is this place?"

"what..."

But Ouyang Feng seemed to suddenly collapse, sometimes grabbing Yang Guo and questioning him, sometimes frantically pulling at his hair, rambling incoherently.

"Godfather, it's alright, please don't get agitated."

“Dear grandmasters and great-uncles, my godfather is not pretending to be crazy. He has gone mad from practicing his martial arts and lost his mind. He is always acting crazy. He is not a bad person.”

"Please, please let him go, have mercy!"

Yang Guo comforted Ouyang Feng, then turned to Liu Chuxuan and Wang Chuyi, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and pleaded.

"You scoundrel! So you really are a scoundrel, actually recognizing a thief as your father!"

"No wonder Guo Jing didn't keep you by his side, but instead sent you to Zhongnan Mountain. It turns out you are such a scoundrel who can't distinguish between good and evil!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chuyi's face darkened, and he loudly reprimanded him.

"Don't mention the name Guo Jing in front of me!"

Yang Guo suddenly became agitated, pointing at Wang Chuyi and shouting loudly...