[18 Smiling Proud Sword Three] Liancheng Wish

A year passed, during which Dongfang Bubai also learned from Song Liancheng that he was actually killed in battle, and also knew that Song Liancheng had to return to the desert of the Western Regions to practice the Mingzun Liuli Body and the Fenying Sacred Art.

This foreign child became a small hero in the eyes of Dongfang Bubai. Song Liancheng said that he wanted to go back to the Western Regions to practice internal skills, so Dongfang Bubai began to make arrangements.

Jia Bu looked at Dongfang Bubai who was busy to and fro, he sneered and said to his apprentice: "Master Dongfang Bubai is in such a hurry to send Song Liancheng away, I'm afraid that the leader will favor that kid more than himself."

Bao Dachu was puzzled: "But judging from the leader's attitude towards that kid, it seems that he just wants Song Liancheng to be the playmate of the holy aunt."

"Maybe it's the saint's cat now, but in a few years..." Jia Bu's gloomy expression made people frightened, "Maybe it's the leader's cat."

Beside

"Little cat, when you go to the Western Regions, don't go around saying that you are a disciple of the Zoroastrian Cult!" Although Yang Lianting often bickered with Song Liancheng, she was still a little worried about the long distance and the fact that the current mainstream religion in the Western Regions could not tolerate heretics.

"I will come back well!" Song Liancheng sighed, "Also, I am not a disciple of the Fire Worship Cult, but a disciple of the Ming Cult. I worship the Holy Fire and Ming Zun!"

"I don't care what you worship, anyway, as long as you don't worship their Allah in the Western Regions, there will be no good fruit!" Yang Lianting glanced at Song Liancheng, "You still have to go to Heimuya to say goodbye to Ren Yingying, go back early Bar!"

"You hate Ren Yingying too?" Song Liancheng tilted his head.

"Yeah? Then...you hate her too?" Yang Lianting was secretly happy.

"You guys hate it as much. She hates it even more. She said I look like a cat when she came up."

"You look like you, you look like everywhere!" Yang Lianting was most annoyed when someone said that she was like Ren Yingying, she stomped her feet and ran away.

Song Liancheng didn't take this matter to heart, and followed Dongfang Bubai to Heimuya.

Ren Yingying was only a few months older than Song Liancheng, knowing that he would be leaving for the Western Regions in two days, it was a pity to lose a playmate.

"Little cat, in fact, you can stay in Heimuya. As long as you learn from one of the elders in the religion, you will have a bright future in the God religion." Ren Yingying said regretfully.

"Then... can't I worship my brother as my teacher?" Song Liancheng only told Dongfang Bubai the secret that he was from the Tang Dynasty, and he only trusted Dongfang Bubai.

"Heh, little cat, Brother Dongfang is Daddy's disciple. If you recognize Brother Dongfang as a righteous brother, then you are naturally of the same generation."

Song Liancheng tilted his head and counted with his fingers, "Then, wouldn't I also be of the same generation as Little Lianhua?! Aunt Sheng is the daughter of the leader... Are you also my generation?"

Ren Yingying was amused by Song Liancheng's silly look, "En!"

"No, it's not good, my brother is my brother, he...he should be taller than me!" Song Liancheng gestured with his hands, deliberately speaking in broken official words.

"Okay, don't worry about this." Ren Yingying looked down at Song Liancheng, not only because girls developed earlier than boys at the age of ten, but also with the meaning of elders.Ren Yingying thought that she would marry Dongfang Bubai in the future, so she naturally regarded Song Liancheng as her brother-in-law.

"Anyway, anyway, I won't go for a long time, as long as I practice the internal skills my father passed on to me." Song Liancheng didn't like Ren Yingying treating him like a pet, let alone the look in his eyes at this time.

"Speaking of which, what kind of kung fu do you practice? Why do you have to go to the Western Regions?"

"...my father taught me that my martial arts requires tempering my body in extreme heat and extreme cold environments. Such harsh conditions can only be found in the desert." Song Liancheng didn't think there would be anyone in Daming hundreds of years later Can understand the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty.

"Training the body?!" Ren Yingying felt that the Fire Worship Cult was really crazy, and she had some reservations about Song Liancheng's attitude.

"That's right, if I cultivate Mingzun Liuli Body, even if three or four people slash me with knives at the same time, I won't be able to kill me!" As for the Fenying Sacred Art... he and the disciples of the Tang Sect who were also able to hide in the team back then could not kill me. Always regarded as a freak, it is estimated that people in Ming Dynasty would not accept such martial arts.Song Liancheng's original intention was that it was more suitable for practicing Mingzun's glazed body, so he naturally ignored the matter of the Fenying Sacred Art.

But Ren Yingying felt that Song Liancheng was stupid for worshiping fire.

On the other hand, Ren Woxing was very puzzled by Dongfang Bubai sending his adopted brother who had just been recognized for the next year to the Western Regions.

"It's good for the kitten to stay in Heimuya and be Yingying's playmate. Why do you want to send him to the Western Regions?"

"Liancheng said that he wanted to practice the martial arts that his father passed on to him. According to him, it is a strange martial arts that can be made of copper and iron."

"Copper skin and iron bones?" Ren Woxing was rather interested.

"Oh, but that kind of martial arts doesn't have any offensive power. At best, it can be used for others. It's not unreasonable that the Fire Worship Cult has been suppressed." Naturally, Dongfang Bubai would not tell Ren Woxing honestly.

"Is that so..." Sure enough, after Ren Woxing heard that Song Liancheng had no fighting power, he stopped asking about him.

Dongfang Bubai felt relieved.He was terrified that Ren Woxing would do the same thing to Song Liancheng. Although he later found out that Song Liancheng's overly exotic appearance did not appeal to Ren Woxing, Dongfang Bubai still hoped that Song Liancheng would do the same. Stay away from the Sun Moon God Sect.

One day he will betray the Demon Cult and return to the right path. When that day comes, he will take Song Liancheng and Yang Lianting back to his Dongfang home and confess everything to his parents...

Four years later

Dongfang Bubai planned for a long time, and finally found a suitable time, so he immediately sent a letter to Song Liancheng to let him return to Heimuya.In the past four years, Yang Lianting, as the illegitimate son of Ren Woxing, has been quietly attracting many elders of the Demon Cult's hall masters. Dongfang Bubai knows all of them but keeps silent, and even deliberately practiced in other courtyards to let Yang Lianting secretly learn martial arts.

Compared with this righteous sister who made him feel complicated, Song Liancheng's younger brother made him care more.

In addition to the fact that Song Liancheng came from a helpless person in the past, it was also because of Song Liancheng's wholehearted and unreserved trust.

"Liancheng, I haven't seen you in four years, and I've grown a lot taller." Dongfang Bubai looked at Song Liancheng, who had grown a lot, and felt very relieved.

"Brother! I miss you so much!" On the other hand, Song Liancheng went to the Western Regions for four years, and his accent, which was fine before, was distorted again.

"Why are you so cold? Why is your hair wet? It hasn't rained these days."

"It's a big deal to see my brother. I just came back from Mobei. I was too dirty. I took a bath in the river below the mountain!" Song Liancheng grinned, showing him two pointed canine teeth and light brown eyes. Looks more like a cat than when I was a child.

"Nonsense, it's past the Mid-Autumn Festival now, and the river is so cold, you still go to take a bath in the river!" Dongfang Bubai grabbed Song Liancheng into the room like catching a kitten, and told the people beside him as he walked. The servant boils water.

Soaking in the warm water, Song Liancheng looked around Dongfang Bubai's room. There were no luxurious furnishings, and there were no weapons that ordinary people in the Jianghu would hang on the walls. There were only three tall and wide bookshelves filled with various books. , compared to the precious book box in the other courtyard, Heimuya's residence seems to be more in line with the style of the owner of the room.

After Song Liancheng briefly washed and washed, he covered his head with a cloth towel and rubbed it roughly a few times. Feeling that Dongfang Bubai had returned to the yard, he happily peeped out from the half-open window.

Unexpectedly, what Song Liancheng saw was Ren Woxing and Dongfang Bubai.

Ren Woxing put Dongfang Bubai's shoulders as if to explain something, but while talking, his hand slipped to Dongfang Bubai's waist.Dongfang Bubai took a step back to escape from Ren Woxing's arms, and saluted.

Ren Woxing seems a little dissatisfied, but Dongfang Bubai has completely grown into a young man in the past two years. At that time, Ren Woxing just let out a cold snort and left Dongfang Bubai's courtyard.

Dongfang Bubai wiped away the cold sweat with his sleeve, and walked into the room after gathering his composure.

At this time, Song Liancheng was sitting at the table and brushing his hair.

"Liancheng, it's easy to get tangled when you wipe your hair like this." Dongfang Bubai sighed, and wiped Song Liancheng's hair with his own hands.

Song Liancheng kept his head down until Dongfang Bubai felt that it was almost done. After picking up the cloth towel, he found that Song Liancheng was crying.

"Liancheng, what's wrong with you?!"

"Brother..." Song Liancheng retreated into Dongfang Bubai's arms and sobbed, "I miss you so much... In addition to practicing kung fu in Mobei, I was hunted down by many people... I almost couldn't come back... "

Dongfang Bubai was also afraid, hugged Song Liancheng and patted him on the back, and said in a low voice: "Okay, it's all over, and you're back, it doesn't matter if you haven't completed your magic skills, there are many powerful internal skills in the divine religion, brother I'll figure it out."

"No, brother," Song Liancheng raised his head, with a smile on his face, "I have mastered Mingzun Liuli Body and Burning Shadow Sacred Art, and now I only need battle experience. I guess the escape skill is better than mine. Not many left!"

"Didn't I say, don't you practice the Sacred Art of Burning Shadow?" Dongfang Bubai pinched Song Liancheng's face.

"It's better to keep one hand." Song Liancheng said, but what he thought in his heart was, fortunately, he practiced Fenying, otherwise... How will he take the life of the old thief in the future?

Speaking of this, Dongfang Bubai let Song Liancheng sit down, sat down himself, and said seriously: "Liancheng, you know that I am Bai Dao's pawn in the Demon Sect."

"So it's time for my brother to call me back this time?" Song Liancheng was secretly happy, if Baidao Wulin captured Heimuya, maybe he could take advantage of the chaos and kill me and let me go.

"I want to ask you about my future plans, my little sister...it depends on the situation. If the Demon Cult is wiped out, then I will naturally take her with me." Although Dongfang Bubai was wary of Yang Lianting in his heart, after all, he raised her. For four years, it would be a lie to say that she has no feelings at all.

"I'll go wherever my brother goes... But, my brother won't be from Wudang Shaolin, right?" Song Liancheng didn't want to change his belief.

"Silly boy, of course not. I...well, you will know when the time comes, and I won't embarrass you anyway." Dongfang Bubai stroked Song Liancheng's messy hair, his heart and eyes full of anticipation for the future.