Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, it is extremely important to go outside and see something.

Especially when you are young, your ability to accept and absorb the outside world is very strong. If you get sufficient insight at this time, your wisdom and mind can be greatly improved.

I am able to achieve what I am today because of what I learned when I was young.

Staying at home and studying hard can increase your wisdom, but this is just listening. If you add personal experience, it is the combination of one yin and one yang that can lead to true wisdom.

"Father..." Zhou Zixuan hesitated: "That family..."

"Don't worry, your mother and grandmother are both in good health," Zhou Wenjing said with a smile, "And your eldest brother."

"Eldest brother hasn't come back yet?" Zhou Zixuan asked.

Zhou Wenjing said: "He is a little busy right now, so don't pay attention to him. You can leave at any time."

He looked at Fakong and Xu Qingluo Chuling: "Master, when will we set off?"

"Let's go now." Fakong said.

"That's fine." Zhou Wenjing nodded: "Miss Xu, Miss Chu, please take care of me!"

He cupped his fists and saluted.

Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling returned the favor with fists clasped.

Xu Qingluo said: "Uncle, don't worry, he is my junior brother."

When dealing with others, he would play tricks on others, but he would not do that towards his junior brother. He still had to be sincere towards others.

Zhou Wenjing smiled: "With Miss Xu and Miss Chu at the side, I feel relieved."

He looked at Zhou Zixuan: "Don't be smart, just listen to Senior Sister Qi and Sister Chu in everything."

"Yes." Zhou Zixuan agreed obediently.

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A group of three people floated out of Yunjing. It was already the moon in the sky, the clear light was falling, and it was cold.

Zhou Zixuan turned around and looked at Yun Jing. Under the moonlight, he looked like a giant beast, with a ferocious aura coming towards him.

"Are you homesick so soon?" Chu Ling asked with a smile, "Is this your first time away from home?"

Zhou Zixuan nodded.

"Just hold on for two or three days, and then you will find that it is more interesting outside, and it will be boring to stay at home all the time." Chu Ling said.

This is her personal experience.

At the beginning, I still missed home. I missed my father, the emperor, my mother, and the queen mother. But as time went by, my longing became less intense.

Anyway, I will go back sooner or later, so there is no need to rush.

Rather than missing them, I miss Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang more, and the beautiful scene of them practicing together.

So I can’t wait to return to Shenjing.

Zhou Zixuan said: "Since they don't want to go home, why should Sister Chu and Senior Sister be in a hurry to go back?"

"You kid." Chu Ling laughed: "Okay, we do miss home, but we are women and you are a man."

Zhou Zixuan said: "Sister Chu, I haven't grown up yet."

Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him.

Xu Qingluo shook her head: "Junior brother, you are going to stay in Tianjing for a while. Take a good look at Yunjing."

Zhou Zixuan sighed helplessly.

As a disciple and a junior brother, I can only obey the orders. There is no point in objecting.

"Why, do you dislike our Shenjing?" Chu Ling squinted at him.

Zhou Zixuan said: "I haven't seen it before, how can I dislike it?"

"Then why are you sighing?"

"I miss home right now."

Xu Qingluo nodded lightly: "Staying with my parents and grandmother all day long, it is inevitable that this will happen. It will be fine soon."

Seeing the excitement and freshness outside, the young man will soon forget everything at home.

Especially if there is someone accompanying you, even more so.

After the three of them looked at Yunjing for a while, they turned around and walked away, heading east towards Daqian.

Because they wanted to teach and guide Zhou Zixuan's Qing Gong on the road, they were not too hasty and took Zhou Zixuan's limit as the limit.

Instead of sleeping outdoors every night, I would stay at an inn or restaurant in the town and have dinner at a restaurant.

On the evening of the third day, they had just arrived at a restaurant and sat down when they heard a lot of chatter around them.

The word "dragon" popped up in their words from time to time, making the three people's ears perk up.

"It is said that this dragon is thirty feet long and as thick as five people hugging each other. Its scales are shining like silver and its eyes are as big as lanterns. Its roar can make birds and beasts bleed from their orifices!"

"The masters of Zhenlongyuan were not affected at this time. They rushed towards the dragon one after another. They fought with this evil dragon for several rounds and finally cut it down with their swords..."

"Is that wrong? You didn't kill it, you just beat it back to Zhenlongyuan, right?"

"It was also cut down by the sword, and it was already half dead."

"Haha..." A young man laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "That's outrageous."

His laughter was clear and exciting, covering up all the sounds. People looked at him one after another, but it was a handsome young man in a blue shirt.

The handsome young man in blue shirt shook his head and said: "Everyone's rumors are too outrageous."

"This young hero, are you from Zhenlongyuan?" An old man said with his fists in his hands: "It is very possible for you to be so cultivated at such a young age."

"That's right, I just came out of Zhenlongyuan." The young man in blue shirt said calmly.

Everyone was buzzing in amazement, looking at him in amazement, with expressions of admiration on their faces.

"I haven't asked you your name yet, young hero." The old man said.

"It's just Cheng Shaonan."

"Young Master Cheng!"

"Cheng Shaonan..." Someone murmured and suddenly said: "But Cheng Shaoxia from Baoding Sect?"

"He is just a disciple of the Baoding Sect."

"Young Master Cheng, I've heard of your name for a long time, I've heard of your name for a long time!"

"I have indeed admired you for a long time!"

Everyone agreed.

Baoding Sect is not a big sect, but it has a top master Cheng Shaonan, whose Seven Treasures Jade Tripod Art is so powerful that he has made a great reputation.

Cheng Shaonan smiled and shook his head, with a humble look on his face.

"Mr. Cheng, thank you very much. Without you to suppress the dragon, we would all be in trouble now." The old man clasped his fists and sighed: "You can be said to have done a lot of good deeds."

"It's nothing." Cheng Shaonan waved his hand: "The dragon is indeed powerful, beyond everyone's imagination. If we all add up, if it weren't for the formation, I'm afraid we would have fallen down in the first wave of dragon roars and would be unable to fight."

He has achieved great success in a small sect and has become a top master in the world. Not only is he extremely talented, but he is also humble. He is not arrogant because of his own qualifications, but he works hard to learn from others.

He disdains to lie and takes all the credit on himself and others. He slowly said: "After all, it is still the monk Fakong who has made greater contributions."

"Monk Fakong?" Everyone was surprised.

Xu Qingluo, Chu Ling and Zhou Zixuan looked at each other.

"Yes, if it weren't for the formation created by the monk Fakong, we would be vulnerable in front of the dragon."

"As expected of the monk Fakong."

Cheng Shaonan said: "And if the monk Fakong didn't help us halfway, we wouldn't be able to suppress the dragon and make it return to Zhenlongyuan."

"Did the monk Fakong also help?" the old man asked.

Cheng Shaonan nodded slowly: "This is natural. If the monk Fakong didn't take action, the dragon would have been born and ravaged the world."

The horror of the dragon is not only its own strength, but more importantly, it has the possibility of becoming a real dragon. Once it becomes a real dragon, it can make clouds and rain.

Once it can make clouds and rain, it will be easy to cause floods.

In the face of natural disasters, martial arts masters are also powerless.

Floods can even cause turmoil and chaos in the world, thus changing dynasties, and I don't know how many people will die.

"Amitabha." The old man clasped his hands together and bowed in the direction of Yunjing: "I will go to Yunjing in a few days, and I must go to Xuankong Temple to worship."

"That's right." Everyone responded.

"Master Fakong, please be merciful. Even if my kid objects, I will go to Xuankong Temple to burn incense."

"Xuankong Temple is not open to the public."

"Then it's outside the temple."

Everyone talked about it, and they all felt that Xuankong Temple should be opened to the public so that everyone could have the opportunity to see Master Fakong and listen to his Buddhist teachings.