Of course, this was discussed by Beilong and Wei Chunfeng long ago, and it can be regarded as adding a "martial arts ID card" to Beilong.

Although Beilong was not taught by Wei Chunfeng, why should Beilong be verbally cheap if Wei Chunfeng entrusted such a big Ming Cult to Beilong? Besides, Wei Chunfeng's appearance happened to fill in the big hole that Beilong had dug before. Wei Chunfeng naturally became the legendary old man...

For Wei Chunfeng, being an old man is good, perfectly explaining the origin of the "Golden Scale Holy Son".

The only thing that is a bit unreasonable is that Wei Chunfeng is only forty years old now. When Bei Long was in elementary school, Wei Chunfeng was just in his twenties, but that was not a problem. Wei Chunfeng can be said to have been disguised!

So in the story of Beilong, Wei Chunfeng is the "old grandfather", and in the story of Wei Chunfeng, Beilong is the "Golden Scale Holy Son".

Hit it right away, the best of both worlds!

Bei Long stood in the hall of light and smiled and bowed to Wei Chunfeng: "Master, the disciple is back!"

Jin... Scale... Saint... Son? When the nine saints heard these four words, they all looked as if they were ashes. They were all born and raised in the Kunlun Mountains, so they naturally knew what the Golden Scale Saints represented.

Without the Golden Scale Holy Son, the Nine Great Sons are the Holy Sons. With the Golden Scale Holy Son... I will accompany the prince to read and learn about it.

Before, they were both fighting openly and secretly, after all, the existence of the Golden Scale Holy Son is rare in a century.

In fact, the Golden Scale Holy Son hasn't seen it for two hundred years. Who would have thought that another Golden Scale Holy Son appeared out of thin air?

The four great heavenly priests were also silent, and the brilliant appearance of the Golden Scale Holy Son made them unable to deal with it at once.

The Black Tiger Heavenly Lord Zhou Xiaolin looked at the Golden Dragon Heavenly Lord Yang Donghai, who seemed to be intentional or unintentional, and Yang Donghai asked curiously:

"Master, where did the Golden Scale Holy Son come from?"

"You may not believe it when you say it, but I actually picked him up for nothing!" Wei Chunfeng said with a smile:

"You still remember that I was in seclusion for three years ten years ago? In those three years, I was not really in seclusion, but wandered around looking for the Golden Scale Son. One day I met this child in a small park.

"As soon as I saw him, I said it was amazing. You have a spiritual light that spurted out from the sky spirit hood. You have a body of muscles and bones that can be practiced horizontally at a young age. It is a martial arts genius who has seen once a hundred years. If one day you open the Ren and Du meridians, you won't go to the sky? Haha, I fooled this child at that time!

"Then I went to the small park every morning to teach him martial arts, and then I taught him intermittently until he went to high school.

"As the saying goes, Master leads him to the door, and practice depends on his own. I didn't expect that ten years have passed and he has become famous all over the world!"

Bei Long nodded with a smile: That's it! The two stories were successfully connected into one story, perfect!

The four great heavenly masters all felt that their IQ was deeply insulted. This story was made up... It's not heart-wrenching!

However, although this story is very simple, it is in line with the principle of "the most simple way". At least they can't find any fault now.

Yang Donghai smiled and said, "Every Golden Scale Son of My Ming Cult is a martial arts genius who is rare in a century!

"I wonder what time has the "Fire Dragon Sutra" been practiced by the Golden Scale Holy Son, can we see it?"

You kid also have a problem! Wei Chunfeng glanced at Yang Donghai indifferently and smiled: "Xiaolong, just show your skills!"

Bei Long smiled and bowed to Yang Donghai: "Since the Heavenly Lord has asked, please give me advice!"

Others beat the younger ones, the older ones, or they hit them step by step, but Bei Long picked the older ones as soon as he got up.

The throne that the four great heavenly lords and nine great saints are all staring at, so my airborne soldier will definitely not be welcomed.

Anyway, you have to fight, so it’s better to get it in one step!

Damn... Yang Donghai was immediately fucked. He had also heard of Beilong's name, especially Beilong's brilliant debut just now. Not to mention that one skill is invincible before he could beat the first light skills!

Let's get a hair!

Besides, he is one of the four great heavenly lords. If he can't take over Beilong, how can he stay in the Ming Cult in the future?

However, what everyone unexpected was that before Yang Donghai could speak, Zhang Qingyu spoke first.

The White Fox Heavenly Lord Zhang Qingyu stood up with a smile: "Son of Jin Scale, I will see your "Fire Dragon Sutra"!"

Wei Chunfeng looked at Zhang Qingyu in surprise. Even he didn't expect Zhang Qingyu to stand up. He scolded Bei Long with a stern face: "Nothing! What kind of identities are the four great lords? How could they fight with you, the younger generation?"

"Master, it's okay." Zhang Qingyu smiled and pulled his hair behind his ears: "I will just play with the Golden Scale Holy Son!"

Zhang Qingyu is a man, but he made such a feminine move as pulling his temples and hair behind his ears, but he still feels no incongruity!

Bei Long looked at Zhang Qingyu, the most familiar stranger, and he had to say that Zhang Qingyu was far from him in the end of the world.

In Beilong's memory, Zhang Qingyu had bronze skin, a bearded face, and his voice was hoarse.

Apart from sometimes doing feminine actions like pulling the hair on the sideburns behind the ears, he is just a rough man.

But Zhang Qingyu was born in a thousand-year-old school, with long hair on his waist. It seems understandable to pull his hair and other things. Moreover, most of the time, Zhang Qingyu is quite rude. But at this moment, Zhang Qingyu not only has white and tender skin, but also has a clean beard, and his voice is also feminine. Even when he tied his temples behind his ears, he also showed a womanly charm...

What has he experienced in the past few years?

Zhang Qingyu's future eight-worship friendship, Bei Long, knew that when Zhang Qingyu made such feminine actions, he had already had murderous intentions...

So... Bei Long looked at Zhang Qingyu with a smile: Are you just so impatient to kill me?

My future brother?

After Bei Long was reborn, he only took the initiative to meet Tang Ying, an old friend of the end of the world. Although it was because Tang Ying had the best relationship with him, what was more important was because if he didn't go, it would not be able to make up for Tang Ying's biggest regret in his life.

If Tang Ying had been as safe as Zhang Qingyu in the past few years, perhaps Bei Long would not have seen her.

At least not so early.

Bei Long also imagined how he would meet Zhang Qingyu, a sworn brother, under what circumstances, but he never thought that the first time he met after rebirth would be to meet him, and it might even be a life-and-death battle!

Beilong took the Chixiao Sword from Victor's hand and said with a smile: "Don't the Heavenly Lord mind if I use weapons, do you?"

"Okay!" Zhang Qingyu raised his hand with a smile, his hands were empty, but when he faced the light, a trace of light reflected: "Your Chixiao, my [Chengying], which is higher and lower, just a try!"
Chapter completed!