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He Li, dressed plainly and looking like a decent person, counted them carefully and replied seriously: "It's about a thousand years old."

Wang Shen laughed loudly: "Brother, you really know how to joke."

The man in white: "..."

The so-called talk is not speculative, Wang Shen couldn't find a topic for a long time, and it was inconvenient to talk about the affairs of the family sect with outsiders, so he could only keep his mouth shut and hurry on his way quietly.

After flying for half a day, the man in white suddenly felt a powerful force that could not be ignored in front of him. He focused his attention and sensed, and he could identify a place thousands of miles away where spiritual energy gathered, and its richness overflowed into the sky.

Hundreds of miles further ahead of Yujian, you can see from a distance that the clouds above that piece of land are shrouded in thick vitality, dyed a sacred and noble light gold.

From the cold sea in the northern ice field to the wide plain outside the Great Wall, the man in white had never seen such a wonderful scene. He was amazed in his heart and couldn't help asking Wang Shen, "Wang Shen, where is the front?"

Wang Shen smiled slightly and proudly said: "The front is the place we are going to, Shenling City. Fortunately, when I talk to you, I will wrong you when I think about it."

As he said that, Wang Shen formed two formations and hit the white-clothed man: "This is the invisibility talisman and the invisibility talisman. One conceals your figure, and the other conceals your breath."

After all, Wang Shen’s luck accelerated again and moved forward rapidly. As he got closer and closer to Shenling, he could even see many sword-wielding monks flying to and from Shenling from all directions, and some of them were on missions from Shenling. The city took off to go elsewhere, and there was an endless stream of them, which was spectacular.

When Wang Shen flew above the golden clouds, he also gradually slowed down, and controlled the flying sword to dive down like other sword masters. When they rushed through the soft and misty white clouds, a strange scene appeared on the People are down.

This city was built on the plain in the east of the mainland. A long river running from east to west passed through the north of the city. It was like a dragon walking on clouds.

The city is divided into inside and outside, the outer city wall is seven feet high, and there are castles stationed in all directions. The buildings in the city are extremely symmetrical, the streets and alleys complement each other, and the control in the city is orderly.

The inner city wall is nine feet high, and there are gates on all sides. On the gates, there are spells performed by the powerful members of the Ling family. Those who enter and exit are identified one by one.

There are two halls and three pavilions in the inner city that are particularly eye-catching. These five huge buildings are equipped with mysterious spells, which emit a thin layer of fluorescence no matter day or night, making them like bright pearls in the inner city buildings, which cannot be ignored.

The most special one is the main hall located in the southernmost part of the inner city. It faces the main gate of the inner city of Shenling. start.

The starting point of the stone path is a huge corona, which is carved from a whole piece of white jade and stands facing the sun.

At the end of the stone path is the 99 long steps of the Hall of Divine Enlightenment, which is thirty feet high and eighty feet wide, but the long steps and base of the entire palace are all cast with white spar.

The white crystal is the base, the red crystal is the wall, the amethyst is the rubble, and the golden crystal is the window lattice.This crystal-carved palace is in a translucent state, standing in the center of the main city of Shenling.

Crystal stone, a special mineral that stores life, can be used as decoration or energy in a small piece elsewhere, but it is used in large quantities here, which seems to be extremely wasteful, but in fact it is indeed to support the entire god by converting the surrounding life through this hall. Ling's energy system.As long as this hall exists, Shenling City will never perish.

"Shen Ling..." The man in white muttered to himself looking at this magnificent and great building complex, and remembered this miraculous city in his heart.

30. Inside the Hall of No Names

Wang Shenzong stopped in front of the west gate of Shenling Inner City. The west area is within the scope of Chengshi Pavilion. Chengshi Pavilion pays homage to the ancestors of the Ling family. On weekdays, almost no one comes in and out through the west gate. The disciples of the Ling family who are dressed in colorful clothes are on duty.

Wang Shen solemnly took out a piece of golden talisman paper, and stuck it on the white-clothed man. Even with the previous invisibility talisman and hidden talisman, the white-clothed man had already been pasted with a Chapter 3 talisman, which made the white-clothed man feel a little Feeling unwell, I couldn't help but look at the golden talisman paper more.

Seeing the man in white hesitate, Wang Shen explained: "This talisman paper was painted by the Patriarch of the Wang family. Without it, the spell attached to the door will call the police when you enter the door. Let's go in quickly."

The two families of King Ling got married as early as 20 years ago, and the two patriarchs had a son. After 20 years of fusion, the two cultivators have long been inseparable. Therefore, Wang Shen used the token of the direct disciple of the Wang family to easily transfer the invisible The man in white brought them into the inner city of the Ling family.

As soon as he entered the inner city, Wang Shen received a sound transmission technique. The caster was in the inner city. It was his younger brother Wang Qian. The deep secret edict was also issued to Wang Qian.

The news from Wang Qian was not long, but Wang Shen's back turned cold, and Wang Qian said, "Brother, I invite a medical sage who was born in Cangqi. But the Patriarch just took one look at him and asked him to erase this memory, and sent him back to Cangqi directly. The Patriarch is always in danger, but when I saw it, I was extremely anxious, although I didn’t know what was going on, I was afraid it was extremely critical.”

In the inner city of Shenling, imperial swords are prohibited, and the use of imperial wind techniques is prohibited. Relying on his familiarity with the terrain of Shenling, Wang Shen took a shortcut to the nearest teleportation array.

The man in white asked, "Where are we going in a hurry?"

Wang Shen replied: "The Hall of No Name."

The man in white wondered: "The name is nameless?"

Wang Shen hastily explained: "The ancestors of the Ling family taught: carry on the past and open up the future, and forget yourself. Where the head of the family lives, there is no name, because he wants to forget himself."

The man in white thought, this is really a grand and lofty ancestral precept.

He led the man in white quickly through the long path, passing by Ling family disciples who knew him from time to time, the disciples greeted him, Wang Shen dealt with it perfunctorily, watching the disciple and the man in white walking past, I became more and more anxious.

The Wuming Hall is the second hall of Lingshen, and it is the residence of the head of the Ling family. Wang Shen came here to see Wang Ji in the notice he received.

As soon as he left the teleportation formation of the Wuming Palace, he saw Wang Ji's leading paper crane waiting there early.Wang Shen didn't dare to say too much, and took the man in white who was still invisible, and followed the paper crane into the side hall of the Unnamed Hall.

The man in white has never been to such a huge palace group, nor has he seen such an orderly operating system. He couldn't help but look at the disciples of the Ling family who came and went and performed their duties. Secretly urged twice.

The Unnamed Hall was built directly behind the Hall of Divine Enlightenment. From the side hall, you can see the tall and majestic translucent spar palace not far away.

The hall of divine enlightenment is surrounded by steps, no matter from which angle you look at it, it is upright and meticulous. Unfortunately, Wang Shen urged so hard that the people in white couldn't see more, so they had to enter the side hall first.

After the two of Wang Shen entered the side hall, the gate was closed, and the hall was extremely quiet, there was no disciple accompanying him, only the fragrance of spiritual nourishment diffused in the air.Seeing this posture, Wang Shen became more and more disturbed, not knowing what to do next.

"Wang Shen, bring the doctor here." The voice sounded gentle, but it made people feel that it should not be underestimated.

The entrance of the side hall was blocked by a screen with mountains and rivers, so Wang Shen couldn't see the situation inside the hall clearly, but he recognized that it was Wang Ji's voice.Then he released several talisman formations on the man in white, and took the man in white who showed his figure, to go behind the screen to meet this mighty power in the world of cultivating immortals.

There is a water-red curtain in the side hall, and there is a long couch for resting. Wang Ji is sitting on the couch gracefully.

This girl is extremely beautiful, although she is not too old, but she has a high level of cultivation, her face is no more than thirty, her almond eyes and eyebrows are curved, and her black hair is like clouds, she looks like a lady in an ordinary family.But its aura is so strong that it is not angry.

As soon as Wang Shen came in, he didn't even dare to look at her, so he immediately paid respects with his finger prints according to Wang's etiquette. The man in white didn't understand these etiquettes, so he tried to imitate Wang Shen's hand gestures, but was a little at a loss.

Wang Ji has been cultivating formation spells for decades, and his own cultivation has reached the pinnacle, and his sensitivity to the breath of life is even far superior to first-rate cultivators.

As soon as she saw the man in white, she immediately felt the boundless power contained in him.She couldn't help showing surprise, but this emotion only existed for a brief moment, and she returned to a calm and calm appearance.

"Sir, please sit down. Shenling is tired all the way. Please help me if I have something to do." Wang Ji made a request and attracted the man in white to take a guest seat in the hall.

Wang Shen was surprised by Wang Ji's attitude as a virtuous corporal, and he couldn't help asking himself, who is this person brought back.

"Wang Shen, you go down first."

Wang Ji drove them away indifferently, but Wang Shen didn't dare to stay for long, so he immediately said goodbye and left.

"May I ask what your name is?" Wang Ji's amber eyes looked over, although he was smiling, but full of scrutiny, which made people feel like a thorn in his back, and the man in white couldn't help but sat upright and said, "I don't have a name."

Wang Ji was not annoyed when she heard this. She had received Wang Shen's letter on the way back, and she knew what happened to the man in white in the Tianmen territory.

"It's fine if you don't want to tell me, sir. I'm telling you the truth. My concubine's husband was injured, so I have no choice but to ask my disciples to seek medical treatment everywhere. Please help me."

Wang Ji spoke with sincerity, he didn't even claim to be himself, the man in white hurriedly said: "I promised Wang Shen that I will do my best, don't worry."

Wang Ji said again: "There are 36 mist formations in the Wuming Hall, and it's inconvenient to tell you how to solve them. I have to trouble you to blindfold me and go with my concubine for treatment."

The man in white said: "It doesn't matter."

Wang Ji didn't even lift his finger, a piece of white cotton and linen cloth was condensed in the air, and the cloth was softly pasted to the eyes of the man in white. For a moment, he couldn't see or hear anything.

The breath on the cloth strips circulates according to certain rules, like some kind of pattern.

This is probably a formation. Wang Shen seems to have said that his family is very good at this. The man in white thought about it, and felt a strange force leading him forward. This force would tell him where to lift his foot and where to turn. .

After walking for hundreds of steps, the guiding force around him suddenly disappeared, and the white cloth on his eyes disappeared like a cloud of smoke. The man in white saw his surroundings again, and Wang Ji was standing beside him.

At this time, he was in a bedroom hall that was much larger than the side hall, surrounded by brass lampstands, carved wooden desks and various cabinets on the left side of the hall, and continental sand tables, Steppenwolf decorations, etc. on the right side of the hall.

The inner hall is separated by curtains, and behind the light purple silk curtain is a square high bed, on which a tall adult man is lying.His chest has no ups and downs, his perception is lifeless, like a dead body.

"Inside is my husband, he has been like this for ten days." Wang Ji lowered his eyes and said.

The man in white lifted the curtain and entered, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully looked at the person in front of him.

This person's eyes were closed, his brows were sharp, and his facial contours were extremely deep. If a person in white knew the origin of the Ling family, he would know that this was the standard appearance of the northwestern tribe.

The man in white reached out to touch Ling Mo's wrist, while Wang Ji watched silently. Under her seemingly gentle face, she was still alive and well. If the man in white had any dangerous intentions, Wang Ji would kill her immediately. kill.

"He locked the breath of the dead in his body." The man in white said.

Wang Ji's eyes flickered for a moment, and his heart was shocked. The man in white could see the problem at once.

But Wang Ji, who has gone through many battles, still said calmly: "It's called death energy. It came from a barren mountain near Shenling City. The ground crack has been sealed by my husband at the first time. The death energy in my husband's body It was the part that escaped before the seal was completed. He sealed a ground fissure not long ago, and he has not fully recovered. This time when I arrived this time, it was in this state. The specific process, the concubine is also a message left by her husband learned from."

After hearing this, the man in white respected Patriarch Ling in front of him. He closed his eyes, trying to draw out and destroy the large amount of dead energy locked by Ling Mo.

But Ling Mo's technique was too overbearing, and the man in white could only extract a small amount of dead energy after trying many times. According to this speed, it was unknown when it would be exhausted.

Wang Ji saw the difficulty, and immediately said: "I will undo the blockade my husband used, but once the undoing, the dead air bursts out, it needs to be eliminated at one stroke. I major in formations, and I don't have a complete answer to this kind of situation." Sure, do you have a more secure way?"

The man in white said: "Madam, let's unseal, I'm sure."

Hearing the assurance from the man in white, Wang Ji set up an enchantment in the Hall of Namelessness first, in case the man in white missed his hand and caused death to escape.Then he cast a spell to undo Ling Mo's sealing technique.

To Wang Ji's surprise, after the unblocking, the huge dead energy did not rush out and disperse as expected, but obediently gathered in the hands of the man in white, and was gradually purified.

Wang Jihu's bright eyes narrowed slightly. The man in white might be stronger than she expected.The formation in the room also quietly changed from a sleepy formation to a defensive formation.After all, he is an outsider, so he has to guard against it.

After an hour, the dead energy in Ling Mo's body was completely eliminated. Although he hadn't woken up yet, his breathing had stabilized, and he entered a normal dormant state.

Wang Ji looked at the man in white who heaved a sigh of relief, and finally felt relieved, and thanked him sincerely.

It's just that this person seems to be ignorant of the world in his speech and behavior, but his ability is extraordinary.Now that the world of cultivating immortals is five points, there have been repeated cracks in the sphere of influence of King Ling, which really makes people have to be concerned.

Wang Ji smiled and said: "Thank you sir for your help, but my husband is not fully awake yet, please stay in Shenling for a while longer."

The white-clothed man saw Wang Ji's gentle attitude, and he was worried about the matter of the crack of death, thinking that if he had the opportunity, he must ask the awakened Patriarch Ling carefully, and he nodded in agreement.

Wang Ji's goal was achieved, and half of his heart was relieved.

31. My name is Zhao Rongan

There are two halls and three pavilions in the inner city of Shenling.

Among them, the Pojuan Pavilion is located in the eastern part of the inner city, where the classics of the Ling family's scrolls and the teaching of spells to disciples are located.

There are many residences in Pojuan Pavilion, and many squares have been opened up so that disciples can exchange skills and sharpen each other.Cedar spruce is planted on the side of the road, dotted with five-cornered maple, which is full of vitality.

In the northernmost part of the Pojuange area, there is an independent small courtyard named Junziju. There are three houses in the residence. Several camellia trees are planted in the front yard of the house. Looking up, you can see that it is located in the northeast corner of Shenling inner city. defensive turrets.

This Gentleman's Residence is independent from other buildings in Pojuan Pavilion. What is amazing is that this courtyard seems to have its own isolation formation, and all disciples and servants consciously walk around it.

There is a small road in front of Junzi’s residence called Drunken Maple. Maple trees are planted on both sides of this small road, and the road is connected to other schools in Pojuan Pavilion.

At this time, the sky was sunny, and around noon, there was an old man with a white beard walking slowly along the Zuifeng path carrying a food box. Everyone in Shenling was a cultivator, but the old man's footsteps were vain, but he clearly had no spiritual power in him. .

The old man was old and his legs and feet were not flexible, but he was in good spirits. Just when the weather was fine, he walked slowly into the gentleman's residence with his box, feeling very uncomfortable.

In the gentleman's house, the white pearl buds are emerging, the zoysia meadows have sprouted, the air is filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and the swallows on the heads of cypress trees are singing crisply.

The window of the living room is open, and a young monk can be seen reading a book of Ling's Origin by the window.

This person was the strange man in white brought back by Wang Shen who rescued the head of the Ling family, Ling Mo, with his own efforts that day.

Wang Ji was well aware of the strength of the man in white, but he was also afraid that it would be detrimental to the Ling family if he was ignorant of the world and went out to be used by others. Later, after Ling Mo woke up and discussed with him, he decided to keep him in Shenling first.

Due to the special status of the man in white, he dared not be negligent, and he could not let too many people know of his existence. After thinking about it, Ling Mo placed the man in white in Junziju.

Junziju used to be the residence of Ling Mo and Wang Ji's son Ling Chu. Ling Chu had a noble status, but his personality was surly. When he was there, none of his disciples dared to get close to him. Even when he left Shenling, no one was willing to approach Junziju.

The gentleman lived in the emptiness for three years, desolate and uninhabited, so he simply let the strange man in white live here, and Uncle Zhao, who had never practiced any magic skills, took care of his food every day.

Zhao Bonian was eighty years old, and was a servant of the Ling family. When he was young, he only liked to study and travel, but he was unwilling to practice any spells. He traveled to many places alone.

Later, Uncle Zhao returned to Shenling when he was old. Ling Mo knew that although he had no cultivation, he had a literary talent worthy of a national scholar, so he asked him to teach his son Ling Chu. , There is no more teaching, and it is very comfortable to simply do some chores every day.

When the strange man in white heard that someone had entered the gentleman's residence, he immediately put down his book and greeted the visitor. As soon as he saw the old man carrying the food box, he immediately took two steps forward, took the food box and thanked him: "Uncle Zhao, again sorry to bother you."

Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "It's okay, I walk twice a day to keep fit."

The young monk didn't really need to eat or drink, but when he came to this world, he found that everyone was like this, so he went to do as the Romans did, eating three meals a day.

"Uncle Zhao, I came across something I didn't understand while reading the book just now, please teach me later."

Zhao Bo smiled and said, "You eat first, I will stay here in the afternoon."

Before Zhao Bolai, Ling Mo and Wang Ji had told him that this person has a very high level of cultivation, so he must find a way to get close to him and let him stay in Shenling for as long as possible. If there is any problem, report it to the Patriarch in time .

So before coming here, Uncle Zhao thought he would meet a rebellious immortal cultivator, but he turned out to be a seemingly cold but gentle young man.

At the beginning, he talked with the young man, and found that he was confused about many things in the world, and he was still strange.But young people are very studious and smart, which makes Uncle Zhao very fond of it.

The internal affairs of the family should not be leaked, so Uncle Zhao would bring some books to teach him from time to time, and even in such an elegant way, the young man, whom the two patriarchs could not understand, willingly stayed in Junziju.

In a recent report, Ling Mo even deliberately asked this young man to work in the Ling family, so as to truly become a helper for the Ling family.

The young man ate very quickly, the old man only sat in the house for a while, and the young man came with a book.

The Ling family started from the wilderness in the northwest, and later entered the Central Plains to establish a life. They have grown up to this point, and gradually developed to this point. In order not to forget their roots, the head of the family at that time ordered the clan to record everything from the beginning of the establishment of the Taoist God Ling in the wasteland.What the young man is reading is "The Origin of the Ling Family", which tells a story about the ancestors of the Ling family who just came to this land.

"Uncle Zhao, it is written in this article: There is no spar armor, and the life cycle is unknown. People's livelihood is difficult to live. They rely on the sky to survive. In disaster years, starvation will be everywhere, or floods will flood the fertile fields. What does this mean?"

Zhao Bodao: "In the beginning, the spells, formations, swordsmanship, casting, medicine and poison in the world of cultivating immortals were not as complete as they are now. Shengmin grow food by themselves. Once the weather changes, it will be greatly affected."

The young man asked again: "What about now? When I was in Tianmen Beiyuan, I still saw people in the village planting and domesticating their own livestock. Heavy snow or drought would still pray for the right time."

Hearing this, Uncle Zhao smiled wryly and said: "Although there are more and more people cultivating immortals, more people are not academic and do not know the way. Although the five sects of cultivating immortals have established a wide range of sects and recruited disciples, it is not easy to cultivate immortals, and the crystals are limited. .After all, it’s a drop in the bucket, and there are still too few popularized ones.”

The young man was puzzled: "Uncle Zhao, why don't you practice magic?"

Uncle Zhao smiled calmly and said, "If you have cultivation, everything will become convenient and your lifespan will be extended. Then you will no longer be able to feel the pain of ordinary people, understand the sorrow of mayflies, understand its difficulties, and How can we change? Born in this world, everyone has his own way, and this is my way."

Over the decades, Uncle Zhao has traveled to many places and put forward many suggestions to the Wanfa Pavilion of the Ling family that are beneficial to the common people. Small matters accumulated over time, which made the Ling family's reputation increase virtually, and made the head of the Ling family realize the importance of this matter, so he set up teaching points in various cities to improve people's livelihood.

The young man thought carefully, and said slowly: "Your way is too far away, maybe you can't realize it in your lifetime."

Seeing the seriousness of the young man, Uncle Zhao shook his head and said: "Ordinary people live in the world, what they want is prosperity and wealth, and a safe life. It is too difficult to help the world, and I just want to have a clear conscience."

"Prosperity and wealth, life is safe..." The young man repeated these two sentences.

"Uncle Zhao, many people have asked me what my name is, and you asked me when you first met me. But I was born without a name, and I didn't know what my name should be at that time. But now I know, You taught me a lot, I want to follow your surname, I want to remember the vision of ordinary people in my name, I want to call myself Zhao Rongan."

Uncle Zhao's heart was shocked when he heard the words. He had been wandering all his life, had no wife and no children, and was already prepared to die alone in Shenling City.At this moment, seeing the solemn appearance of the young man, Uncle Zhao felt a sore nose and almost burst into tears.

Uncle Zhao held back his emotions and praised: "Good name! Since you take my surname, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life."

When Zhao Rongan heard the words, his eyes lit up, and he quickly thanked him as a master and apprentice.

From this day on, Zhao Bo came to Junziju more diligently, and brought books or other things with him every time he came.

Uncle Zhao has seen famous mountains and great rivers, and also entered rural streams and rivers.

This famous official who Ling Mo once invited to teach his own children became Zhao Rongan's teacher during that time.

From spring to autumn, Uncle Zhao and Rongan Zhao have been together for a year. Uncle Zhao regards Rongan Zhao as his own child and imparts systematic knowledge to him, but he does not guide Rongan Zhao's thoughts to adapt to the mainstream concepts in the world of cultivating immortals.

Uncle Zhao always hoped that Zhao Rong'an could have his own opinions on everything, and he could also foresee that this young man would have a big career in the future.

Uncle Zhao is old enough, and every winter is like a catastrophe for him.During the heavy snowfall season, when he delivered food and water to Zhao Rongan, the time he spent on the road began to increase.

Zhao Rong'an once hoped to cure Uncle Zhao's stubborn illness and give Uncle Zhao the breath of life, but he was rejected by the old man.

"Compassion and sympathy for living beings are your innate good qualities, but old people are dying people. I came from a mortal body, and I should go with the weather. I thank you for thinking about me, but you don't have to spend effort on me .”

When Uncle Zhao said this, his words were detached from life and death.

Zhao Rong'an couldn't convince Uncle Zhao, so whenever Uncle Zhao came, he would disperse the snow in front of the gentleman's residence and even on the path of Zuifeng, so that Uncle Zhao's journey would be smooth and not cold.

It was March again, and the camellias in the courtyard had already bloomed, and the garden was full of fragrance, full of spring.

But it was not Uncle Zhao who entered the courtyard that day, but Ling Mo, the Patriarch of the Ling family.

Zhao Rongan came out of the living room, wearing the light purple spring dress that Uncle Zhao sent a while ago.The spring clothes were tailored just right, making it even more apparent that he was wearing frost and snow, with an extraordinary demeanor.

When Zhao Rongan came to the yard and saw that it was Ling Mo, he was a little surprised, but he still saluted slightly.

Ling Mo looked at the handsome and polite young man in front of him, and told him with infinite sadness: "Uncle Zhao's time limit is up, he passed away last night."

The flowers in the yard suddenly lost their fragrance.Zhao Rongan looked at Ling Mo blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.After a while, I became at a loss, and checked with Ling Mo again.

Seeing Zhao Rongan's sad face, Ling Mo couldn't bear it.

Zhao Rong'an looked up at the blue sky, which had a light golden color, which was the vast vitality of Shenling City inherited from ancient times.

Uncle Zhao once said that when a living being dies, the breath of life dissipates in the sky and the earth. In this vast world, has there ever been a breath of life from a great man...

For several days after that, Zhao Rongan locked himself in the house and refused to go out into the yard.He didn't go out until Uncle Zhao's funeral, when Zhao Rongan received Ling Mo's filial piety.

Funeral ceremonies in the world of cultivating immortals are very simple. It is natural for people to practice Taoism, and they can see through the world of mortals.Only a few monks from the same period came sporadically to Uncle Zhao's funeral. Although these monks were the same age as Uncle Zhao, they seemed to be only 40 or [-] years old because of their cultivation.

What surprised Zhao Rongan was that Ling Mo, the patriarch of the Ling family, was also present. It can be seen that Ling Mo attaches great importance to this loyal servant of the Ling family who walks the world with his body.

After the ceremony was over, Zhao Rongan found Patriarch Ling, and he said to Ling Mo: "Patriarch, I know the reason why you have kept me in Shenling, but now I want to go outside like Uncle Zhao. This place is kind to me , I will never do anything that harms the Lingwang family."

Ling Mo only thought about it for a while, and then replied: "Uncle Zhao has been loyal to the Ling family all his life. You were taught by him. I believe in you. If one day you want to become my god, you are always welcome."

Zhao Rong'an then bid farewell to Ling Mo, returned to the Junziju and sorted out everything in the house, and finally he was the same as when he came, wearing a cool white luan robe, without taking a trace of foreign objects.

The sky of Shenling City is still so beautiful, the layers of clouds and mists are smudged to create a beautiful light golden color, Zhao Rongan condensed his breath and broke through the sky in front of the gentleman's residence.

32. Meeting Young Master Ling for the First Time

Uncle Zhao has traveled all over the country in his life, but he was born in the Ling family in the Central Plains, so he is the most familiar with the things in the Central Plains, and taught Zhao Rong'an the most.

So after Zhao Rongan left Shenling, he planned to travel in the two areas of King Ling first.He has no need for external things, and he will not be troubled by things like eating and sleeping. He changes the Bailuan robe into ordinary clothes, so that he can disappear in the crowd and follow refugees or beggars.

Zhao Rongan walked for about half a year and saw the world that he couldn't see in Xuexiang. During this period, he helped many people and learned a lot from them.

He has repaired all the cracks in the dead air that he could see. Some of these cracks are larger and some are only ten feet long, but there are far more cracks escaping the dead air than he imagined. In the end, he decided to return to Dao God Ling City. It was no longer something he could handle alone.

This world is too vast, far from being able to compare with the ice field that he used to be peaceful.This world is too complicated for him to fully understand.

On the way, he saw many apprentices of cultivating immortals teaching and preaching, and he also visited many residences of cultivating immortal families.

He felt that what Uncle Zhao once said was right, that only when techniques were popularized to the public and the convenience of armor was available everywhere, could everything be changed.And these can only be done through a big cultivating sect like the Ling family.

So he wants to return to Shenling City, although he hasn't figured out what to do next.

So Zhao Rongan started to turn back, and the route was along Qishui.

Qishui was named after originating from the wilderness in the northwest where the Ling family once lived. It crosses half of the world of cultivating immortals and has many branches. The main river flows through Shenling City, and then enters the sea from the eastern territory of Cangqi Villa.

There are many mountains and valleys along the bank of Qishui, one of which is very close to Shenling City. Because it is located in the south of Qishui, it is called Qiyang Mountain. There is a town at the foot of the mountain, called Qiyang Town.

Qiyang Town is not very big, but because it is close to Shenling City, there are quite a lot of people coming and going, all kinds of functional shops are available, and the town is relatively prosperous.

Zhao Rongan followed a few beggars into the town.

The head of the beggar was called Boss Chen, in his thirties, and he was a man of righteousness. When the river flooded, his family members died, and the land was flooded. Before the Wang family got rid of the disaster, they couldn't survive, so they went all the way from the south. come over.On the way, Boss Chen also picked up a few beggars. With his rich experience in begging, at least no one died of starvation.

Zhao Rongan followed this begging team in the suburbs of Qiyang. He made himself shabby, dusted his face, and seldom spoke after joining the team.Those little beggars saw that he was a boring gourd, so they didn't talk to him much.But Zhao Rong'an didn't need to eat, so he distributed it to the little beggars, which won him a little favor.

Boss Chen saw Zhao Rongan like this, and was afraid that he would starve to death, so he would give him some of his own. Zhao Rongan was grateful for his deeds, and secretly cured Boss Chen's old rheumatism as a thank you.

After arriving in Qiyang Town, Boss Chen asked the beggars to disperse as usual to find out where the people were kind and where there was a lot of leftovers.

In less than half a day, the beggars gathered.The beggars were squatting or sitting, nestled in the deserted alleys with few people, talking about their experiences, most of them said that although the town was very prosperous, they really didn't know where they could give money generously.

At this time, a little beggar smiled mysteriously and said, "You have no choice, I can find out a place."

This man has pockmarks on his face, and because he is the youngest among the beggars, everyone calls him Ma Yaoer. Ma Yaoer has a clever mind, and generally his proposals are the most reliable. Everyone hears that he is mysterious, and suddenly Here comes the spirit.

Ma Yao'er scratched her neck and said vividly: "I just went to the small restaurant to beg for leftovers. After the boss ordered me a meal, I squatted at the back door to eat. While eating, I listened to the customers inside. I heard that there is a big family on Qiyang Mountain, and they are always rich."

Others looked at him like an old god, and questioned him, saying that if someone has money, he may not give it to him.

Ma Yao'er slapped her thigh, and snapped back: "Hey, can I say nothing! I went to observe the beggars in Qiyang Town. Not bad! I pretended to inquire and said nothing else, but when I mentioned that big family, those beggars ignored me, obviously because they were afraid that I would rob them of their benefits."

After thinking about it, Boss Chen felt that what Ma Yaoer said made sense, and immediately decided to take everyone to beg for money from the rich family that Ma Yaoer said.

Qiyang Mountain is not too high. It relies on Qishui, and the vegetation is flourishing. There are many vegetable fields cultivated by farmers from the foot of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. , not too hard to find.

Boss Chen has rich experience, and he brought a group of little beggars to the door and shouted brazenly. Generally, when a large family sees a group of beggars, in order not to disturb the host's house, the housekeeper will take some property to send away.

The beggars were illiterate and only begged, but Zhao Rongan was surprised when he saw the door of this mansion.

There is a black gold plaque hanging on the gate of the house, with the words "Dou Da" in gold - Drunken Maple Residence, which has the same name as the Drunken Maple Trail in Shenling City.But the word "Maple" in the middle was forced to be crossed out half of the side of the wooden character, and the prefix "disease" was added to it, which became "drunk and crazy house".

Looking at the traces of the damage to the plaque, it must have been a while. How magnanimous the owner must be to endure such a tampering and tampering of the door plaque.

Intrigued by the plaque, Zhao Rongan observed the house more carefully.He was surprised to find that there were thin lines attached to the light gray outer wall. Looking closer, it looked like some defensive formations. The formations were so huge that they covered most of the wall, which showed the intentions of the people who set up the formations.

However, these formations have been deliberately destroyed by people. One line is drawn to the east and one line is drawn to the west.

Zhao Rongan was full of doubts, but thought that it was someone else's home after all, and it would be too rude to spy on it without permission, so he decided to give up exploring.

The beggars sang popular jingles loudly and rhythmically. After a while, someone came out impatiently.

That was a middle-aged man with a goatee and a square hat. He seemed to be the housekeeper of the house. He walked steadily. Zhao Rongan could tell at a glance that this man had some cultivation and was a monk.

The middle-aged housekeeper frowned when he saw this group of beggars begging for food, and gave money to the leader, Boss Chen.Zhao Rong'an glanced at it from afar, and saw the heavy packet, Boss Chen and several little beggars immediately thanked him a lot.

The middle-aged housekeeper scolded: "Take it and leave quickly, do something else, don't stay here."

The beggars were used to being scolded, and they didn't take it to heart, they pulled each other away from the house happily.

When the middle-aged man saw that the beggars had gone far away, his face became dark.