Chen family, Yunzhou aristocratic family.
Mr. Chen was an official abroad and did not return for many years. Yunzhou is located in the southern border, far away from the Central Plains, it is indeed not easy to come back once.
When he was three years old, he vaguely remembered something. Chen He had been wearing filial piety since he was a child, because his mother was sick after giving birth to him, and died when Chen He was not even one year old.
It takes three years to observe filial piety. No matter how young the child is, he also needs to sew hemp strips on his clothes. He cannot wear gold locks and jade pendants. He only has a 100-year-old plain silver ring bell on his hand. Such things are also canceled.
Therefore, before drowning in the pond, not many people saw the young son of the Chen family.
After becoming stupid, not to mention, the Chen family will not make a fool of him. Therefore, when he disappeared at the age of six, it was called a premature death. There was not even a ripple in the Yunzhou family. After a long time, people had forgotten that there was a Chen He in the Chen family.
When the people in Heiyuan Valley found Chen He, he no longer wore heavy filial piety, and the Lord of Heiyuan Valley asked Tuanzi's father who he was and what he did. Chen He's answer was vague at the time. He was only three years old, so he couldn't figure it out, and he had never seen it before.
After becoming a senior, Chen He's ignorant doubts became subtle.
In terms of human relationships, a man whose wife died and did not come back to see him for at least two years is enough to prove that he has no feelings for the wife Mingmi is marrying.
- If you are an official outside, you can naturally bring your family to the post, but the Governor Chen did not.
The county governor Ding You returned to his hometown, and the team was naturally mighty. There are more than a dozen cars in various boxes, as well as the sedan chairs for family members, and two carriages for the maid. There are various signs as passers-by said, Chen Junshou is not in a hurry to go back, saying that he is returning to his hometown to keep filial piety, rather than moving.
Standing in front of the city gate, mixed in with the crowd and silently looking into the distance for a while, Chen He left silently.
When he returned to the small courtyard of the Thirteenth Lane Deep Lane in Xicheng, those complicated and stiff expressions had disappeared from his face.
Like carrying a bag of food, the puppet pushed the stunned poor Taoist into the kitchen.
After a while, Zhenyan Tianyan, who was woken up by the smoke, coughed again and again. He struggled for a while, and found that his limbs were weak, his chest was suffocated, his head was dizzy, and his eyes were still covered tightly, nothing. invisible.
Beside... Why is there the sound of adding firewood and boiling water to sharpen the knife
The real person Tianyan is horrifying, even if he has been a leader of the righteous path in the cultivation world and was once a master of the Mahayana period, it does not mean that he has experienced everything! For example, being kidnapped, thrown into the hands of the most vicious demon cultivator, and boiled into a pot of soup
Just as he was dumbfounded, the door suddenly creaked open.
Tianyan Zhenren vigilantly used his spiritual sense to sense in front of him, um, the devil Chen He, and another... Strange, why does this feel so familiar? It seems that he has practiced the Heluo Sect's exercises, and his cultivation is quite high!
"Senior, let's go! This kid is not a good person!" Tianyan Zhenren was in a hurry and immediately shouted.
Soon he put a piece of cloth in his mouth, the puppet clapped his hands, and continued to boil water to make tea for Changmei Laodao.
After coming out of the main room, the long-browed Taoist who was confused and full of Beixuan's secret treasure was shouted by Tianyan, and he barely recovered. He shook his neck and looked at Chen He in confusion: Why did you catch a Taoist from the street and come back
Chen He raised his hand towards the puppet, and the latter grabbed the little Taoist who was struggling desperately, and struck again with an accurate strike, and the future head of the Heluo Sect lay down limply.
Taking off the blindfold with his own hands, Chen He turned his head and gestured, "I met him in Yuzhou City a few days ago. This person is a little weird. He actually recognized me. I'm afraid he had been to Yunzhou before."
"Oh?"
Hearing the sound, the old man with long eyebrows approached, put his whisk behind his collar, and searched the "captive"'s pocket and purse skillfully, and found a low-quality peach wood sword, a stack of yellow paper, two small packets of cinnabar, and a A bald pen.
"I'm so poor, I don't even have a storage bag." The old man with eyebrows muttered.
Not everyone has the mustard seed magic weapon, but the storage bag is a standard configuration for cultivators. The disciples of the major sects can get it after getting started, including a monthly nourishing pill, which can be called a sectarian benefit.
Other scattered cultivators, as long as they have some money, who doesn't have a storage bag on them
"The clothes are so bad that the pawnshops don't even need them. What about shoes?" The old man with long eyebrows flipped through and found that the guy who fainted on the ground was really poor. It was patched again, and it was white and faded after washing, and it was impossible to see.
The old man with long eyebrows sighed and looked up, only to realize that Chen He was staring at him strangely.
"Cough cough!" The long-browed Taoist quickly stood up, took out the whisk and re-posed as a world-class man.
"… "
It's too late, and the familiar movements of touching treasure are completely exposed!
- What the hell did you do before? Is he really a Heluo sect elder who is good at fortune-telling, not a green forest hero who robs his family
"Chen He, you don't know anything!" Daoist Changmei justly and sternly defended, "Although the Sky Cliff is remote, there will always be three or two people who fall from the sky and need to be rescued by people at the bottom of the valley."
As one of the dropped items, the corners of Chen He's mouth twitched.
"Heiyuan Valley is a place of seclusion, but there are always some people who don't want us to be quiet and wander on the cliffs. Those who want to learn from teachers, and those who want to hide in the valley when they are hunted down, are whimsical! Heiyuan Valley is a place for everyone. Can you live?"
Daoist Changmei raised his whisk and said arrogantly, "Every 100 years, it's going to be so lively! There are too many loose cultivators in the cultivation world below the core formation stage, and they don't even know the prestige of Heiyuan Valley. Every generation changes, we have to give them a long memory."
so
Those who wandered around Ferris Cliffs, made troubles, or believed in so-called adventures and jumped bravely, were all looted by the old uncultivators in Heiyuan Valley!
Chen He's face stiffened.
A group of masters of the God Transformation Stage and Mahayana Stage, touching other people's storage bags to see if there are valuable things on them, what kind of trouble is it that people who loot and fainted are so skilled? No wonder Heiyuan Valley "has a fierce reputation".
"Okay, this is an ordinary cultivator, so poor that he can't even afford the dregs of medicine." The old man with the eyebrows hurriedly changed the subject, he nodded and glanced at the ground with disgust, "You said he recognized you, this No wonder! Although a cultivator is inedible, it is quite difficult to travel a thousand miles without a penny."
"This person calls himself a disciple of the Heluo School."
"what?"
The old man with eyebrows was startled, he lowered his head and searched again, but found nothing.
At the end, he stretched out his hand to investigate, and sure enough, he found that the weak spiritual energy was indeed the path of the Heluo School's entry-level exercises.
"Well, the root bones are average, the foundation-building stage cultivation base, there is not much spiritual energy, but it is very mellow! It is a good seedling who practiced qigong steadily!" The old man with long eyebrows stroked his beard, his eyes lit up.
There are many disciples of the great sect, and whether there is a future depends on the fundamentals, that is, understanding.
Even if you have everything, it is empty talk if you don’t practice diligently and diligently.
The old man with long eyebrows had a weird expression—Chen He just took to the street and dragged back a future master of the Heluo faction, or was he considered to be an outstanding talent among the hundreds of brothers and sisters of the same generation in the big sect, isn’t this too evil
"The Daoist wants to accept apprentices?"
"How can you, hehe, the poor disciples are all older than Shi Feng." The old man with long eyebrows muttered.
Chen He silently wrote down this sentence.
- How to play with the mirage beads to be easy to use, he is still in the groping stage, he encounters countless things every day, even if the cultivator has a strong spiritual sense, he can read all the memories in an instant, and he has to use it when it is time to think.
Well, the old man with long eyebrows seems to have more than one apprentice.
"I saw the Taoist priest sighed at the beauty of good talent, so I reminded him."
"how do you know?"
Daoist Changmei raised his head in surprise, how old is Chen Hecai, can he see the aptitude and understanding of others, especially the aptitude and understanding suitable for the Heluo School
Chen He shrugged, of course he couldn't see it, but the old man with long eyebrows raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, and he almost wrote the words on his face, how could he not know
The old man with long eyebrows twitched his beard and changed the subject again embarrassedly: "Do you think this little Taoist is someone I brought to Yunzhou City from the Heluo faction, and happened to meet you again?"
"Perhaps."
Chen He has only met twice, and the other party's strange behavior is said.
Of course, there are many details missing in the middle, such as the Ruyi Hand of Hunyuan Palm, and the most curious, this Taoist priest seems to be able to recognize the level at a glance when he sees the puppet. These all jumped over, and the key point was that the other party kept calling him the devil, and insisted that they must have deep hatred in the future.
"That's fun!"
The eyes of the Taoist man with long eyebrows lit up.
"It was rough in the early years, and there was no worries in the world, and there was a lot of luck." The old man with long eyebrows pulled someone's ear, and then carefully looked at the round face.
Standing in the back, Chen He quietly turned his head, unable to bear to look.
- This attitude is the same as when he was visiting the market a few days ago, and Aunt Wang next door was picking pork heads.
Daoist Changmei used his true essence to draw out a trace of spiritual energy from Tianyan, and then calculated it cautiously. It is reasonable to say that the gap between the cultivation bases of the two sides is very different, and it is easy to see a ray of heavenly mystery.
The secret cannot be leaked and cannot be said, but you can rest assured that you are asking for an understanding.
Guess what, the fate of this little Taoist priest is like a small loach, slipping to and fro, unable to catch life or death, and muddying a pool of water, unable to see any secrets.
The Taoist Changmei was surprised, and turned to Chen He to calculate the secret, but found that he was trapped in a fog, and it was erratic and erratic. He had counted for Chen He several times in the Heiyuan Valley, and it was all three disasters and nine fates and bumpy roads.
"Chen He, something is wrong!"
How could these two brothers have tossed their lives like this when they went out
The old man with long eyebrows threw away the whisk, sat cross-legged, and directly began to deduce the general trend of the cultivation world. As a result, his body suddenly shook, and a mouthful of blood overflowed.
"Daoist?" Chen He was surprised to help.
"The destiny of heaven is full of chaos, it seems that something big is going to happen." The old man with eyebrows looked solemn.
In this solemn atmosphere, Chen He was also infected and frowned. Senior brother was out of the house. If something major happened in the cultivation world, wouldn't it be immediately affected
At this moment, a stern cry came from the thirteenth square of Xicheng:
"Help! Murder, there are monsters!"
"… "
Chen He: Is this the so-called major event
The old man with white eyebrows shook his head angrily: How is that possible! !
Only the real Tianyan who was lying on the ground woke up in an instant, jumped up, and before opening his eyes, he reached out and touched the peach wood sword in his arms: "Where is the monster? What monster is it, and how much is it worth?"