The body slowly descended, and where Qingyan and Cui Liang fell, the prefect's compound.

Since Qingyan's loud shout shocked the whole mansion, the entire prefect's residence has not been quiet for a moment. What happened in the air just now, the people below naturally didn't know, but saw a burst of purple aura and a red glow colliding there. From time to time, one or two muffled thunders sounded in the sky, and then a purple rainbow crossed the sky. But just after the purple rainbow appeared, the people below suddenly found a large gray aperture that appeared in the air at some point, wrapping the purple aura and red glow in it. Everyone didn't understand, so they were talking about it below, and everything was said. Just when everyone was randomly guessing and talking happily, only one person had a worried look on his face.

He is Cui Liang's fourth junior brother, the eldest son of the prefect Song Dynasty, Song Zizheng. Although Song Zizheng has a shallow cultivation, after all, he has been in the Huashan Sect for several years and his knowledge is naturally above everyone else. He knows that the eldest brother is competing with swords in the air, and that Hongxia is the eldest brother's Xuanhong sword energy. Song Zizheng's cultivation is not high, but his eyesight is still a little bit. Cui Liang was frustrated by the purple aura and he couldn't help but worry about Cui Liang. He couldn't think of who could defeat the eldest brother, and in his mind, the eldest brother Cui Liang is also rare.

It's a master. But before Song Zizheng could think about it, the ghost hand Wuying Qiuhan suddenly took action to trap Cui Liang and Qingyan in it. Song Zizheng was shocked when he saw this situation. He knew that the situation of the senior brother was not good, but he could only worry below. He had only been practicing Liuhe Sumi for only three years, and recently he had barely allowed the true energy to flow into the meridians all over his body. It was considered that the foundation building was successful. His master Luoying Jian Luoming was helpless with his progress. If the Song family had not had great power in the northwest, he would have driven Song Zizheng back to Lanzhou long ago.

Song Zizheng also knew that he had no talent in practicing Taoism, and going to Huashan to learn skills was his father's force. He really didn't understand why his grandfather had this idea. Of course, he also yearned for the immortal days of flying and extinction for thousands of miles, but no matter how hard he tried, he had no progress. In the end, even he was disappointed with himself. In addition, Luo Yingjian Luo Ming was too lazy to ask about it, so Song Zizheng gradually gave up on himself. However, Song Zizheng had a very good reputation in Huashan School. To put it bluntly, he was rich and easy to do things. People who practiced the truth were also humans, and there were many places to spend money.

The Song family is not short of money, and the silver given to the Huashan Sect is like flowing water. Take Cui Liang for example. Song Zizheng buys him some daily necessities such as clothes, shoes and hats from time to time. As the saying goes, people have short hands and sucking mouths! Almost all the Huashan Sect have received gifts from the Song family and used the silver from the Song family. In this way, even if Song Zizheng is piled up mud, it is still a pile of golden mud. That's it, no one in the Huashan Sect has ever said anything bad about Song Zizheng. Although he is not diligent in practicing hard and has the bad habits of a playboy, his popularity is surprisingly good!

In fact, Song Zizheng knew that the reason why everyone was good to him was nothing more than having a good family. He had been used to it. Sometimes he would even think, "Does I live like this in this life?" But this thought flashed, and he still lived as usual. And just when he came to his family for the New Year this year, something happened suddenly changed in his heart. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, in Wangbolou, Song Zizheng, who had always regarded as fearless, actually knelt down to the other party in front of his apprentice, and the man just said something lightly and didn't take action at all. But until now, when Song Zizheng thought of the man's eyes like a knife and a sword, he felt an unspeakable fear in his heart. This person is so powerful! There are actually people in the world who make his master surrender without fighting. Song Zizheng thought at that time, I would be fine if I were him. Later, he heard from the master,

People are the famous ghost shadow Gu Changfeng, a very powerful figure. It is said that the head master has suffered his losses. Who is the head master? After Song Zizheng entered the Huashan Sect, he has never seen this legendary master who is almost an immortal, but his ears have long been filled with various legends about the Spring Water Sword Jian Bing of the disciples of Huashan Sect. Jian Bing is a god in his heart in the eyes of the disciples of Huashan Sect, but even the head master has suffered the losses of ghost shadow. Isn’t this ghost shadow even more immortal than a god! Just after Song Zizheng met the ghost shadow Gu Changfeng, he had a decision in his heart that he must practice well from now on. His goal is the ghost shadow Gu Changfeng. Gu Changfeng’s majesty and domineering spirit has been deeply imprinted in Song Zizheng’s heart. Whenever he thinks of Gu Changfeng, Song Zizheng will silently recite "A real man should be like this!"

Song Zi was slowly changing, but no one noticed that in people's eyes, he was still the playboy who was spending money like the earth. He did not realize that he was practicing very hard and studying very hard. Song Zizheng's efforts were rewarded. After half a year of serious practice of Liuhe Sumeru, he finally succeeded in building the foundation. He was so happy that day, because he proved himself. But who knew that when Song Zizheng told his master Luo Ming about this good news, Luo Ying Jian Luo Ming just said indifferently, "I know." Without praise or encouragement, there was no similar look. Song Zizheng, who was full of joy, was like being poured into a bucket of extremely cold water. At that moment, Song Zizheng finally realized that he had always been a pile of mud that could not be sludge on the wall in the eyes of his master, and it was the same in the past.

That was a big blow, but it made Song Zizheng realize himself even more. The master looked down on me. The more I wanted him to see my future changes. Luo Ming, Luo Ming, probably didn't expect that a behavior that he had intentionally or unintentionally made Song Zizheng undergo a major change.

In fact, Song Zizheng didn't want to come back when he went home this time, but the worship of ancestors on August 15 was a major event for the Song family. The family urged him several times, and in the end even his master and ancestor were alarmed. Jian Bing knew that he had such a disciple, and he felt a little surprised. A few years ago, this disciple had been running home and ran away from home, but what was going on this year? When asked Luo Ming, Luo Ming was also puzzled. How did his disciple change his nature this year? He asked Song Zizheng what happened.

To be honest, I want to practice quietly in Huashan, and I don’t want to go home and be entangled by mundane affairs. If someone else said this, Luo Ming would believe it, but this sentence came from Song Zizheng's mouth Luo Ming would never believe it. Luo Ming thought that Song Zi was pretending to him, so he said that cultivation is a long-term thing, and it is not a short time for these few days. You should go home! After hearing what the master said, Song Zizheng was helpless. He knew that it was useless to say more, so he had to clean up and go home with Cui Liang.

After Song Zizheng returned to Lanzhou, he was depressed. When he thought that everything he did was not understood by his master, he felt depressed, and the more he thought about it, he became more and more depressed. After worshiping his ancestors, he found several of his former friends to go to the mansion to drink last night. Cui Liang originally thought that this junior brother was a bit abnormal, but when he heard him come to drink with his friends, he felt relieved. The junior brother was still the same!

Song Zizheng was drinking to understand the worries. Just as he was drinking so hard that he forgot his worries, a loud shout of thunder shook him trembling all over, and his whole body was instantly gone. He saw that the elder brother sitting opposite him was no longer there. When he came to the yard, Cui Liang had already compared his sword with Qingyan in the air. Just when Cui Liang was hit by the thunder and lightning power in the Zixin Sword, his true energy was dissipated. Qingyan took the opportunity to find Liu Er, Song Zizheng was not far from Qingyan.

He saw that this Taoist priest was younger than him, but his cultivation level was much higher. This kind of momentum was something he had dreamed of, especially the glance of Qing Yanlin Fei on the sky, which made people dare not look directly at him, and then smiled, but felt like a spring breeze. The deep impression this Taoist priest had on Song Zizheng was not inferior to Gu Changfeng. Song Zizheng thought to himself, "Who is this person? Why do I feel this way!"

But he didn't know that this Taoist priest would completely change him in the future.

Qingyan's first impression of Song Zizheng was that he was Piaoliu and Fairy. Naturally, Qingyan didn't know at that time. Song Zizheng knew that his senior brother was challenging this Taoist priest, and his tone was anger he had never heard before. Song Zizheng was even more curious about who this Taoist priest was and who was sacred? Song Zizheng watched Qingyan fly away and saw his senior brother and the Taoist priest start to compete in swords. After the two of them competed with the swords, Song Zizheng had limited eyesight and could not see who would win or lose. It seemed that his senior brother was at a disadvantage, but he saw the Taoist priest again.

The fairy sword suddenly came out, and he could see clearly. He didn't know that Qingyan was afraid of hurting Cui Liang, so he threw the Zixin sword out. He thought that the eldest brother suddenly had a divine power to defeat the opponent, but Cui Liang was crazy again later. Song Zizheng below didn't know what the eldest brother was doing, but just when Song Zi was confused, the ghost hand Wuying Qiu Han was scolded and shouted angrily by Qing Yan. Song Zizheng only saw a gray aperture appear strangely, surrounding the eldest brother and the Taoist priest in the aperture, and immediately he could not see any shadows of the two of them.

He was shocked and intuitively thought that things were not good. He didn't think that this was the elder brother who was using some kind of Taoist technique. Huashan Sect was known as the righteous Taoist sect in the world, and there was no such evil technique. Song Zizheng thought that it was the Taoist priest who was making trouble. When Song Zizheng was randomly guessing, Qingyan, with the secret help of Ding Lingxiu, severely injured the ghost hand Wuying Qiuhan with the purple heart sword. After a earth-shaking loud noise, Song Zizheng saw a purple lightning appear in the sky. His eyes were lit up. He hurriedly closed his eyes, and then heard a shrill scream in the air.

Zizheng thought it was the eldest brother who was poisoned by the Taoist priest. He quickly looked carefully and saw a green and faint ball, something that looked like a flame, flew away quickly, and at the same time he said intermittently, "What is Taiyi Divine Thunder, the Yuanshen, he couldn't understand it. Then he saw the eldest brother and the Taoist priest appearing in the air again. The Taoist priest was still the same, but the eldest brother was a little bad. Later, it was Qingyan who healed Cui Liang. Song Zizheng felt relieved when he saw that the Taoist priest had no malice, but he was wondering what happened just now, was the green and faint thing a human or a monster!

At this time, Qingyan and Cui Liang had already fallen down and stood in his yard. Seeing Cui Liang come down, Song Zizheng walked forward a few steps forward, called "Senior Brother", and looked at Qingyan at the same time. Qingyan didn't plan to return to the prefect's residence with Cui Liang, but he followed him without doing anything. As soon as he landed, he heard low screams. There were many people in the yard, and the eyes of these people looked at them without exception. Everyone had the same eyes, surprised, amazement, and more or less fear. Qingyan's eyes swept, just like before, everyone almost at the same time.

After taking a step back or two, only one person quickly came. This man was handsome and tall. Qingyan looked familiar. Before he could figure out who he was, he heard the man shouting "Senior Brother!" Qingyan immediately remembered that this man was the eldest son of the prefect of Song and the apprentice of Luoying Jian Luo Ming. He had seen him once in Wangbolou last time, but at that time he was not a Taoist priest, and this young master Song was arrogant and arrogant at that time. But when he saw him today, Qingyan felt that this young master Song seemed to have changed a little, but Qingyan couldn't say what it was, so he looked at Song Zizheng inadvertently.

Hearing Song Zizheng's cry, Cui Liang agreed. Song Zizheng came to Cui Liang near and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother, are you okay?" Cui Liang shook his head and said, "I'm fine!" When Song Zizheng heard this, he couldn't help but look at Qingyan, but saw the other party's bright eyes as bright as a cold star looking at him. The divine light flashed and the cold light was forcing him. Song Zizheng hurriedly moved his eyes elsewhere, and said in his heart, "What awesome look, it's similar to the master!" He heard the Taoist priest say, "Young Master Song, long time no see!" Song Zizheng was stunned, thinking to himself, "How could he recognize me!" He didn't say anything. Cui Liang saw the fourth master

I lowered my head and said nothing. This was abnormal. I said, "Fourth Junior Brother, this is Taoist Priest Qingyan from Kongtong Sect. We have indeed seen it once before!" Song Zizheng was even more surprised when he heard the elder brother say this, but he never thought of it. Although he didn't remember it, he still bowed and said, "Song Zizheng has met Taoist Priest Qingyan. I'm sorry that he didn't recognize the Taoist Priest next time, it's really rude." Qing Yan smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Song may not remember me!" Qing Yan said this, and Song Zizheng immediately showed an embarrassment on his face, and he couldn't speak, looking at Cui Liang.

Qingyan's change was too great, and even Cui Liang could not recognize him for a while, let alone Song Zizheng. At that time, Song Zizheng had seen people at that time. Even in Wangbolou, he had really seen Qingxu and Qingyan. In his eyes, he was just a Taoist priest of You Fang and an ordinary boy, and would not leave any impression.

Cui Liang looked at him as if he was asking for help, and said, "When we met Taoist Master Qingyan, Taoist Master Qingyan had not become a monk yet. So the junior brother couldn't recognize it, that was..." Just when Cui Liang was about to say the three words "Wangbo Tower", Qingyan intercepted and said, "This is a long story, so let's talk about it later! Mr. Song, I want to ask you to do something!" Song Zizheng hurriedly said, "Master, please give me any orders, and I will make up my best." Qingyan discovered a change in this young master Song, which was that he spoke much more politely, and he lost the arrogance and rudeness he had last time, and said, "I came here this time to find the Lord Lingzun, since I have met the big one now.

Young Master, please tell me!" Song Zizheng was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "The Taoist Master is looking for my father?" Cui Liang was also stunned. He didn't expect Qingyan to say this, so he saw Qingyan nodding and said with certainty, "That's right!" When Song Zizheng was about to ask Qingyan what to do with his father, he heard someone say, "I don't know what to do with me?" As he spoke, a man slowly walked out of the crowd. The man walked steadily and behaved calmly. When everyone saw this person coming out, they made way for the way, and at the same time respectfully said "Master" or "Master". Seeing everyone's reaction, this person was naturally Song Zizheng's father, the owner of this family, the prefect of Lanzhou Prefecture!
Chapter completed!