Wow!

There was an uproar in the Changsheng Bookstore, and countless wealthy people in the world were stunned. They never expected that Li Changsheng would not accept Yan Nantian's promise, but he would still curse others?

Or scolding a swordsman king?

It's a knife in the ass.

Eye-opening!

"Master Li, what do you mean?"

Lian Xing frowned slightly, her eyes full of wisdom flickered, she naturally would not think that Li Changsheng was cursing.

"Is Yan Nan really sick?"

"It's just that Yan Nantian looks majestic and fierce. Now he has become the Martial Emperor. What else could be wrong?"

Yao Yue stared at Yan Nantian's fiery majestic body and muttered: "Although Yan Nantian has broken through to the Martial Emperor, there must be something wrong with his cultivation."

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be practicing the legendary wedding dress magic skill!"

"The magic power of wedding clothes?"

Lian Xing's pupils shrank, but he heard Yan Nantian's rich and powerful voice coming from the hall:

"Young Master has a keen eye, and I am indeed very ill."

Yan Nantian shook his head and sighed: "Based on my current situation, I probably don't have much time to live, but the promise I made to the young master is a bit too unreal!"

If he dies, his promise will be useless.

"What? Master Yan is really sick?"

"You're still very ill and you don't have much time left?"

"How is this possible?"

"Master Yan has become the Emperor of Wu. What disease is so severe? Even Emperor Wu can't get rid of it?"

Everyone was in an uproar, never expecting that Yan Nantian, who had just become the Martial Emperor and had a life span of 500 years, would not have much time left.

If Yan Nantian hadn't said it himself, would you have believed it?

Can you believe it?

letter?

"Brother, are you sick? Why didn't you tell me?"

Jiang Feng appeared next to Yan Nantian and said anxiously, "I'm going to find a famous doctor in the world right now, and I will definitely be able to cure my brother!"

There are countless strange people and strangers in Jiuzhou Continent.

There are also countless medical experts.

There are several people in the Ming Dynasty, such as Hu Qingniu, the medical fairy from Butterfly Valley, and Ping Yizhi, the famous murderer...

"It's useless. It's actually a problem with my technique!"

Yan Nantian shook his head and said, "What I practice is the magic skill of wedding clothes."

"What? It's actually the magical power of wedding clothes?"

"What kind of martial arts is the Wedding Dress Magic?"

Those who had heard of the magical art of wedding clothes were shocked, while those who had not heard of it looked confused and curious, not understanding what was so special about this martial art.

"The Magic Art of Wedding Clothes, as the name suggests, it involves pressing gold threads year after year to make wedding clothes for others."

A magnetic voice came, and everyone raised their heads and turned their gazes.

This is a charming and uninhibited man, a bit handsome, wearing a red cloak and a carefree and uninhibited smile on his face.

The most eye-catching thing is the two beards on his mouth, which are trimmed as neatly and beautifully as his eyebrows, as if he has four eyebrows.

"It's him!"

"Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows!"

"Lu Xiaochi!"

"Lu Sandan (bastard, idiot, pauper)!"

…

Someone immediately recognized the identity of the speaker, but hearing the exclamations around him, Lu Xiaofeng felt a little embarrassed and rubbed the beard on his mouth with his thumb.

Lu Xiaoji, Lu Sandan?

You can just talk behind my back.

Now he calls Lu Xiaoji and Lu Sandan in front of me.

Is it really good?

Isn’t this pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey?

Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng is thick-skinned and doesn't bother to argue with these people.

"Master Lu, what do you mean by making wedding clothes for others?"

A strong man asked curiously.

They are not from the Ming Dynasty, they don't know the magic of marriage, and they don't know Lu Xiaofeng.

However, I saw that many people knew Lu Xiaofeng, and he should be a famous person in the Ming Dynasty.

When someone asked for advice, the nosy Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, smiled evilly, and said:

"As far as I know, although this magical wedding skill is powerful, it has a fatal flaw. Those who master it will suffer great pain, like a burning fire burning the heart, suffering day and night."

"And the deeper you practice, the greater the pain you will endure unless you pass on your hard-working skills to others."

"This is what it means to make wedding clothes for others."

"Hiss! There is such a martial art in the world? Who has nothing to do when they are full and create such a martial art that cannot be practiced by oneself?"

"The creator of the Wedding Clothes Magic Art must have bad intentions. He created this martial art not for himself to practice, but for others to practice, and then took away the results of others' practice!"

"Hiss! This is too vicious!"

"I finally understand why Hero Yan died soon. It was because Hero Yan broke through to the Martial Emperor Realm, and the power of the Wedding Clothes Magic Skill exceeded the limit that Hero Yan could bear, unless Hero Yan abolished his martial arts!"

The Changsheng Bookstore was in an uproar. Almost everyone present was a martial artist. Who was willing to give up the martial arts that he had practiced hard for many years?

This moment.

They couldn't help but look at Yan Nantian with a touch of sympathy and pity.

Unexpectedly, he had just become the Martial Emperor, but would sadly fall.

There is no greater joy or sorrow than this.

"how so?"

Jiang Feng also understood the seriousness of the matter at this moment. Yan Nantian had no choice but to give up his martial arts if he wanted to save his life.

But can Yan Nantian give up his martial arts?

Is there no other way?

Sudden.

Jiang Feng saw Li Changsheng sitting in front of him quietly drinking tea, enjoying red sleeves and green bamboo massage, leisurely and comfortable.

"Mr. Li, you are well-informed. Do you know if there is a way to solve my elder brother's problem?"

Jiang Feng bowed his hands and said sincerely: "As long as Young Master Li is willing to tell you, and there are orders, I will not give up even if I die!"

When the voice fell, everyone looked at Li Changsheng.

"Although Young Master Sanhao is well-informed, this problem is a question of martial arts. Unless he abandons his martial arts, there should be no other way!"

"That's not necessarily the case. There are even methods of cultivating immortals in this world. It may not be able to solve the problem of the magical power of wedding clothes."

"Sister, do you think Mr. Li has a solution?"

Lian Xing's intelligent eyes were full of curiosity.

"Looking through the Yihua Palace classics, I can't think of a solution."

Yao Yue looked at Li Changsheng with her beautiful eyes. She also wanted to see if Li Changsheng could solve this problem that many powerful men in the Ming Dynasty could not solve.

Li Changsheng took a sip of exquisite jade tea, moistened his throat, and faced everyone's expectant and curious eyes, and said slowly:

"The word "wedding dress" in the magic skill of wedding dress is not what you understand to mean making wedding clothes for others."

"Zen Martial Arts, Magical Wedding Clothes."

"How can it be that you are making wedding clothes for others?"

Having said this, Li Changsheng glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, who was a little embarrassed.

This is a big celebrity.
To be continued...