In the early morning of the next day, a news that shocked Tianjian City began to spread in the city.
"The Chang family has been destroyed."
This is something no one expected. Overnight, this family with a history of 500 years disappeared.
The guards of the City Lord's Mansion surrounded the entire Chang family. The raging fire last night burned the whole night, until now, there are still tiny flames left.
The city lord Zhong Yanying stood in the middle of the ruins, feeling like a rabbit died and a fox was sad.
"Clean up this place, this matter is over, don't investigate any more," Zhong Yanying said to the guards indifferently.
"My lord, they should be the ones that Miss and I met that day," said the old man named Uncle Liang from the side.
"He is a member of the Holy Sect, and his status is not low," Zhong Yanying pondered, and then said: "Tell Linger not to go out these few days, and I don't know what the other party's purpose is in Tianjian City."
The old man nodded and stepped back.
...
At this time Xu Zimo was practicing sword in the courtyard, when he suddenly received a report from his servants that a man who claimed to be the third prince of the Ziyang Empire was looking for him.
Xu Zimo recalled a little in his heart, the previous life seemed to be a tragic character.
"Let him in," Xu Zimo said.
Then I saw a young man with a resolute face come in. The young man was wearing a white shirt with a long sword on his waist.
"Mr. Xu, I am the third prince of the Ziyang Empire. An Yifeng, please forgive me for coming here uninvited," the young man said with a smile.
"Do you have anything to do with me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"My Ziyang Empire belongs to the forces under the management of the Holy Sect. I am going back to the imperial capital tomorrow. This time I also heard that the young master is here, so I wanted to pay a visit," An Yifeng said.
"You came to Tianjian City to win over the Chang family and compete for the crown prince," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
An Yifeng was silent for a while, and said: "Since Mr. Xu already knows, I won't hide it.
Originally, I really wanted to win over the Chang family, but it's a pity that I met a hero to eliminate violence and An Liang, and I have been out for such a long time, so I should go back to the imperial capital," An Yifeng replied with a wry smile.
"Do you have a brother named An Yiheng?" Xu Zimo asked, rubbing his chin.
"That's my second brother," An Yifeng nodded and said.
"Do you want to be the crown prince?" Xu Zimo asked suddenly.
An Yifeng froze for a moment, for some reason, his heart suddenly beat much faster.
He swallowed hard, looked at Xu Zimo with burning eyes, and nodded.
"Well, I'll give you a chance," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "As long as I hear the news of An Yiheng's death, I will guarantee you to be the future heir apparent of the Ziyang Empire."
An Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, "This means I want myself to kill my brother!"
His face struggled, he didn't know how to respond, the throne was more important, or his half-brother
"Okay, don't get entangled, go back and think about it slowly, my promise is still valid," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said, "But I can remind you that without my help, it is impossible for you to fight for the crown prince. "
Xu Zimo's words were not lying. In his previous life, An Yifeng's elder brother, An Yiheng, was the future prince.
The protagonist Chu Yang rose all the way from Qingyang Village, then came to Tianjian City, and regained the Chang family.
Finally, he went to the imperial capital and met the second prince, An Yiheng.
As for An Yifeng, he was nothing more than a poor wretch in the end.
"I will seriously consider it," An Yifeng nodded, and then retreated.
... ...
Afterwards, Xu Zimo called Hei Shisan over.
"Thirteen, I have something for you here, but don't mess it up."
"My lord, please tell me," Hei Shisan nodded solemnly.
...
In the morning of Qingyang Village, Coach Mo led the teenagers to start morning exercises as usual.
Since taking the elixir left by Xiao Yuexuan to Qingyang Village, he has also successfully broken through the pulse condensing state, and his spiritual energy is majestic and surging, which is the result of his years of accumulation.
The teenagers in the team were all in the Zama step, their faces flushed, and they had persisted for more than an hour.
But only in the last row, the young man named Chu Yang's face was as firm as a pine tree, as if he didn't feel tired at all.
Ever since he practiced the "Bu Zhan Xian Jue" given to him by Mo Lao, and took the elixir left by Xiao Yuexuan, Chu Yang's body has been tempered several times, reaching the ninth level of the Mortal Realm.
To him, this level of training is simply pediatrics.
After one morning's morning exercise, all the teenagers were so tired that they couldn't straighten up, but Chu Yang was the only one who relaxed.
Coach Mo came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Come on, maybe your achievements will be much higher than mine in the future."
Chu Yang smiled, then nodded firmly.
...
After breakfast, Chu Yang came to a forest outside Qingyang Village. Inside this forest, there was a particularly large canyon.
A river gathers above the canyon, falling from the sky like a waterfall, stirring up waves on the ground, and below the river is a small pool.
There are golden carps swimming in the water pool, and on the smooth stones on both sides, there is a turtle quietly lying on it and basking in the sun.
Chu Yang came all the way to the side of the pool, and Mo Lao's voice sounded from inside the ring.
"Xiao Yangzi, sit under the waterfall, and with the help of the pressure of the waterfall, try to open the first vein gate today and break through the spiritual vein."
Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days.
Chu Yang looked up at the dragon-like waterfall, gritted his teeth, and sat up slowly.
As soon as he sat under the waterfall, he could feel the pressure of the water rushing down, and the muscles of his whole body felt like tearing pain.
He felt that the blood vessels in his body were going backwards, as if the blood vessels were about to burst.
He couldn't help but roared in pain.
"Hold on," Mo Lao's voice sounded from the side, "run the Step Fighting Immortal Technique, repair your body bit by bit, and then slowly adapt to this pressure."
Chu Yang nodded with difficulty, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
Gradually, his body became numb, and his consciousness began to blur.
"You can't sleep, break through the spiritual veins at this time, otherwise it will damage your foundation," the old man Samsara shouted from the side.
Chu Yang opened his eyes vaguely, and muttered to himself, "Yes, I can't sleep, I have to find Xiao'er."
He thought of how powerless he felt the day the girl left.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and there was a "bang", as if the shackles in his body were opened.
Countless waterfalls spurted water, and Chu Yang watched his own changes excitedly.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw behind the waterfall, as if there was a cave hidden inside.