Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Song Lingqing was in a trance for a while when she suddenly met Chu Zheng's gaze. She was slightly startled and lowered her head subconsciously.

"Come with me."

A familiar voice sounded in her mind. A trace of doubt flashed in Song Lingqing's eyes and she raised her head.

The reason why it ended up here was because Chu Zheng had done it intentionally. He sensed Song Lingqing's aura with the help of his divination skills.

Chu Zheng's eyes wandered, scanning the surrounding crowd, and soon led a group of Taixuan disciples to the center of Wanlong City.

Biluo Sect has already prepared resting places for several major holy places and the True Immortal Family.

Chu Zheng has never had direct contact with Song Lingqing. She is going to participate in the competition. If she wants to meet, she still needs to avoid everyone.

Nowadays, Taixuan has many enemies, and the first one is Taixu Holy Land. Failure to protect it will affect Song Lingqing.

No matter how you look down on it, Taixu is also a holy land. There are many disciples participating in the competition, and if they are not kept together, there will be some unexpected tricks.

Song Lingqing silently followed the group from Taixuan Holy Land and headed towards the center of Wanlong City.

Halfway through the journey, several monks walked out from both sides of the road and blocked the way of Taixuan and his party.

"Lord Taixuan, please stay."

A middle-aged man wearing a green gown bowed and said, "I'm in Shenmu Pavilion, Xiang Jue. I apologize for delaying the Holy Master's time."

Shenmu Pavilion...

Chu Zheng was stunned for a moment before he realized that a few days ago, it was Ye Yujiao, the daughter of the master of the Shenmu Pavilion, who bought information about him.

After glancing at Xiang Jue, Chu Zheng couldn't help but frown: "What's the matter?"

Xiang Jue's cultivation has reached the Fourth Transformation of the Divine Infant, and he is already a rare master in Cangyun today.

He has not yet grasped the news about Shenmu Pavilion, but if he can send a monk from the Divine Transformation Realm to run errands, he should be quite powerful.

"My young lady has admired the Holy Lord for a long time. Recently, I specially prepared a small gift for you and sent it to me. I hope the Holy Lord will accept it."

Xiang Jue bowed and presented a jade box with both hands.

Seeing this, waves of spiritual thoughts surged around, and many monks were discussing in secret.

‘What does Shenmu Pavilion mean? Want to make friends with Taixuan Holy Land? Who is this lady from Shenmu Pavilion? ’

‘Saint Master Taixuan is young and already has the appearance of becoming an immortal. It is understandable that he wants to have a relationship. ’

‘I heard that the master of the Shenmu Pavilion was like a pearl growing out of a clam a few years ago, and he got a daughter of gold, but he had not yet shown it to others. ’

'There are countless alchemists in Shenmu Pavilion. Except for Taixuan before its decline, it is already the largest alchemy sect in Cangyun. If the two families get married, Taixuan will get help, which is like a tiger growing wings and a flying dragon riding on the clouds. , giving birth to Linzi and phoenix in the future will be a good story in our southern region. ’

‘I don’t know what kind of gift this is. Shenmu Pavilion has always been wealthy, so this must be an amazing treasure! ’

After a while of whispering, Chu Zheng directly took the jade box into his palm and opened it directly in front of everyone.

Many monks around him did not dare to express their spiritual thoughts for fear of offending Chu Zheng. They could not help but stretched their necks and stared intently.

There was only a palm-sized piece of porcelain in the foot-long jade box, which was ordinary and even stained with the dirt left by the passage of time.

Many monks around him were puzzled and looked hesitant.

Is Shenmu Pavilion provoking?

No matter how young Chu Zheng was, he was still a holy master. It would be an insult to give him such a rag as a meeting gift.

[Floating Light Bottle (Level 8/Incomplete): A middle-grade fairy treasure that collects the light of stars and condenses the liquid of Hao Hua. It can gather fairy liquid, accommodate all things in the universe, and assist in cultivation. It was broken in a battle. , some immortal energy remains and can be extracted. 】

Immortal treasure fragments...

Chu Zheng suppressed the aura in his eyes, and a faint and terrifying murderous intention flashed through his eyes. In an instant, many possibilities rolled through his mind.

How could ordinary people give such things as gifts? What exactly was contained in the information that Ye Yujiao bought? !

Repairing the panel was his biggest secret. Not even Song Lingxue knew about it. If it was leaked, he would have to keep the news to a minimum. If it was absolutely necessary, he would even leave Cangyun in advance.

Although his mood was almost boiling, Chu Zheng's expression remained calm. He put the jade box away and said slowly:

"What else did your lady say?"

"My lady said that if you are willing to accept this gift, you can go to the 'Dengxian Pavilion' two days later. The lady has prepared a table of fine wine and is waiting for you. She has something in her hand that you are interested in. I hope you can honor her and go to the appointment."

"I will keep the appointment in two days."

Chu Zheng suppressed the strange look in his eyes and said calmly: "Make way."

Xiang Jue bowed, turned and left with a group of monks from the Shenmu Pavilion.

Song Lingxue on the side had a hint of worry in her eyes. She was standing next to Chu Zheng, the closest. After hearing that the so-called young lady from the Shenmu Pavilion had admired Chu Zheng for a long time, she had been observing Chu Zheng's expression.

Therefore, she keenly captured the fleeting and terrifying murderous intention on Chu Zheng's face.

Obviously, Chu Zheng was in trouble again.

During the rest of the journey, Chu Zheng did not speak again and led a group of disciples directly into the palace belonging to Taixuan Holy Land.

In the main hall, hundreds of secret rooms are divided. In the secret rooms, there are spirit gathering arrays, jade couches, some ordinary low-level elixirs, and a rule book for the Ten Thousand Sects' Hidden Dragon Competition.

After Chu Zheng settled all the disciples, Song Lingxue asked in a low voice:

"Isn't this Shenmu Pavilion very troublesome?"

"What? Don't you trust me?" Chu Zheng grinned, his eyes were clear and there was no trace of anything unusual.

"You know that's not what I meant." Song Lingxue frowned.

"Don't think too much, I can handle it."

The smile on Chu Zheng's face did not diminish, and he said slowly: "I have found Lingqing. She is outside the palace now. Please wait a moment, and I will bring her in right now."

Before he finished speaking, before Song Lingxue could speak, his figure had already disappeared into the void.

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When he reached the level of cultivation in Chu Zheng, he could use the invisibility technique to get close to the body of a powerful person, which was far beyond what he had been able to do before.

A moment later, he found Song Lingqing hiding in a shadowy corner.

After several years, her cultivation has improved again, and she has now entered the middle stage of Taoism. Although this is inseparable from the true immortal bloodline, she must have suffered a lot in these years.

"Chu...see the Holy Master Taixuan."

The moment she saw Chu Zheng, Song Lingqing subconsciously blurted out the words, but in the middle of her words, she changed her words in a hurry.

Today is different from the past. Chu Zheng has now become a Holy Master and a monk in the Divine Transformation Realm. It is difficult to get along with him as casually as before.

Chu Zheng, Holy Master Taixuan, or brother-in-law, no matter which title you choose, it seems a bit difficult to pronounce at the moment. If you have to choose one, Holy Master Taixuan seems to be the most suitable title.

"But we haven't seen each other for several years, why are we so different?"

Chu Zheng frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Song Lingqing's wrist, used the invisibility technique, and led her straight into the palace.

Song Lingqing looked hesitant, her face was slightly stiff, and she pursed her lips subconsciously. She followed Chu Zheng somewhat numbly, passed through many magic circles, and quickly entered a secret room.

"elder sister."

After revealing her figure, Song Lingqing called out softly, her expression a little unnatural.

"Aya Kiyoshi."

Seeing Song Lingqing, Song Lingxue's frown relaxed, and her eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit of joy.

Just when she was about to speak, she hesitated for a moment and turned her head to look at Chu Zheng aside:

"Azheng, I have something I want to talk to Lingqing alone. Can you..."

"good."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng turned around and left the secret room.

Judging from Song Lingqing's reaction just now, he would be a little embarrassed here.

After Chu Zheng left, Song Lingqing's tense body relaxed a little.

"Lingqing, the day when the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition ends is when I leave Cangyun."

Song Lingxue took a deep breath and said slowly: "I want to ask your help for something."

"Sister, you can speak out." Song Lingqing nodded.

"Chu Zheng and I are husband and wife after all. Now that I am gone, although there is little hope of seeing each other again in this life, I still have selfish motives..."

Song Lingxue's eyes dimmed slightly: "You saw just now that among the blue clouds alone, there are more than just one or two people who have thoughts about Chu Zheng, so..."

Hearing this, Song Lingqing couldn't help but frowned: "Sister, do you want me to help you keep an eye on him? With all due respect, this..."

With her status, it was really difficult for her to stand up and stop Chu Zheng from finding a new love. She couldn't influence Chu Zheng's thoughts.

"You and I have been sisters for more than ten years, and we know everything about them. Even if I don't say some things, you also know them."

Song Lingxue's expression returned to calm: "You and I are sisters after all. I think maybe you can take my place..."

"Song Lingxue!"

Before Song Lingxue finished speaking, she was directly interrupted by Song Lingqing. Her face became colder:

"What do you mean by this? Charity? Does it make you look magnanimous? I need your charity?! Am I so despicable?!"

The secret room fell into a deathly silence.

Song Lingxue seemed not to have heard Song Lingqing's question: "At that time, my father will leave Cangyun with me, and you will be the only one left in the Song family. There will be some troubles. If you can't solve them, don't hold on alone. If necessary, Chu The government will not refuse..."

"enough!"

Song Lingqing shouted sharply, with bloodshot eyes looming: "I don't have to rely on anyone. I will try my best to look after Chu Zheng for you, but I can't control what his own thoughts are."

After the words fell, she turned around and stepped out of the secret room, obviously not wanting to talk to Song Lingxue anymore.

Looking at Song Lingqing's angry back, Song Lingxue's eyes were calm, without any disturbance.

Growing up together, how could she not know Song Lingqing's temperament?

He looks cold and aloof, but in fact he is strong, stubborn and domineering, even ruthless.

After all, they are people who have grown up together since childhood. Just because Song Lingqing doesn't ask Chu Zheng for help doesn't mean that Chu Zheng won't take the initiative.

If she didn't make it clear with what she said today, no one could predict what the two of them would develop into in the future.

Song Lingqing's violent reaction just confirmed some of her guesses. If she really didn't care, she wouldn't have such a big reaction.

Now, with today's words, even if Song Lingqing really has any thoughts about Chu Zheng in the future, she will not be able to pass her own test.

She had no right to interfere with Chu Zheng's thoughts, but that didn't mean that she couldn't take the initiative to nip some buds that might exist.

Chu Zheng can only be hers, even if she is a biological sister with the same blood, there is no room for negotiation.

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"What's going on here?"

Outside the secret room, Chu Zheng couldn't help but be confused for a moment when he saw Song Lingqing rushing out angrily.

He seemed to have never seen Song Lingqing so angry. When the immortal bones were broken and the path was cut off, Song Lingqing didn't seem to have such obvious mood swings as now.

Song Lingqing stopped, calmed down her slightly rapid breathing, and looked at Chu Zheng not far away, her eyes subconsciously dodging.

She didn't even know why she had such a big reaction at that moment, as if she had been humiliated and embarrassed like never before.

"Sister, I still have Holy Master Lao to take care of me, and I have to prepare for the competition, so I won't bother you too much."

Song Lingqing cupped her fists and saluted, and left in a hurry.

Which one is this from?

Chu Zheng couldn't suppress his curiosity and walked into the secret room:

"What exactly did you say to her? Such a big reaction?"

"It's nothing. Maybe it's because I know daddy is leaving with me, so I feel reluctant to leave."

Song Lingxue's face was also full of doubts, and she sighed helplessly:

"Ever since I was little, I never knew what she was thinking sometimes."

Seeing this, Chu Zheng did not ask any more questions and said slowly:

"You can stay here peacefully, I still have some things to deal with."

"Shenmu Pavilion?" Song Lingxue realized something instantly.

"First understand a thing or two, it's always right." Chu Zheng replied casually, turned and left.

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Two days passed by in a blink of an eye.

Climb the Immortal Tower.

The most luxurious place in Wanlong City, everyone who comes and goes is the Holy Land Prodigy and the powerful Son of God.

The nectar and jade liquid inside it has a fragrance that floats hundreds of miles away. If a mortal takes a sip, he can prolong his life and eliminate all diseases. If an ordinary monk can drink a sip of the nectar, he can also make great progress in his cultivation.

For all these reasons, no one who can host a banquet in the Dengxian Tower is a simple person.

In a private room on the top floor.

On the jade table, eighteen spiritual dishes were lined up, and the juices were filled with thick spiritual light.

Just one meal can clear out a small sect's family fortune.

Chu Zheng glanced around without stopping for a moment. He raised his head and stared at the woman opposite the table, his eyes like daggers:

"How did you know I like this kind of thing?"

"In the previous news about the purchase of Hua Lingshi, it was said that the Holy Lord likes ancient objects, so I found one and sent it to you. Your news is not cheap. It cost me a hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

Ye Yujiao's frankness surprised Chu Zheng.

At a glance, Ye Yujiao is less than twenty years old. She is wearing a long green dress. She has a delicate appearance, eyebrows like a crescent moon, and clear and bright eyes. Every jewelry inserted between the dark hair is shining with aura. Not like ordinary things.

At this moment, she rested her arms on the jade table, her loose sleeves slid down her forearms, revealing half of her bright wrists, and she looked at Chu Zheng calmly.

"Tell me why you're here."

Chu Zheng looked calm and stared at the woman in front of him with a little scrutiny in his eyes.

"I would like to ask Holy Lord Taixuan to marry me. From now on, Shenmu Pavilion is willing to advance and retreat together with Taixuan."

Ye Yujiao's words caused Chu Qing's expression to change.