Songyan City is prosperous and has now become the number one city in southern Xinjiang.
All of this is the work of the Chen family.
It is no exaggeration to say that, looking at the entire Chu Dynasty, the family with the highest prestige is undoubtedly the "Songyan Chen Family".
This is definitely a great reputation, and only the Chen family can afford it.
And no one could have imagined that the Songyan Chen family, which is now famous all over the world and at the height of its power, was almost wiped out more than a hundred years ago.
All of this is like a miracle that can only be astonished, and the people who created the miracle are the two world-famous brothers of the Chen family—Chen Xi and Chen Hao!
On this day, a young man riding a black donkey came to Songyan City, strolled leisurely on the streets, and unknowingly arrived in front of the Chen family's mansion.
He stopped here and stared at the mansion covering an area of 1,000 acres for a moment, then turned and left.
In a teahouse.
The tea doctor was meticulously pouring tea and water, and the storyteller was talking happily. There were a lot of customers, and the seats were packed, making it very lively.
The young man sat alone at the table, quietly sipping tea, and mostly listening to the legendary stories told by the storyteller.
People in Songyan City have heard this legendary story for countless years and countless times, but every time the storyteller starts telling it, it still attracts many passers-by to come and cheer.
The reason is that the protagonist of the legendary story is Chen Xi. From his experiences since childhood, to how he won the first place on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, how he won the Golden Pond Conference, how he won the first place in the Star Conference, how he became famous all over the world, etc. …
All these experiences have become the most attractive legends among storytellers.
The young man also listened with great interest, and his expression was no different from that of other guests.
"My little friend, since you're here, why don't you come and talk?"
When the storyteller was about to finish telling the story, a light and old voice suddenly sounded in the young man's ears.
The young man was startled, then stood up and cupped his hands far away, his expression modest, gentle and polite.
This strange behavior immediately attracted the attention of many people in the teahouse.
The young man seemed to be completely unaware. He raised his hand and placed a jade bottle on the table in front of him. He smiled gently at the storyteller and said, "The story is very exciting. This is my reward. I hope you will accept it."
After saying that, the others turned around and left.
This move made everyone stunned, and they all focused on the jade bottle on the table. This jade bottle was only four inches high and was as smooth as jade.
"Let me see what's in this little bottle."
A cultivator stepped forward and picked up the jade bottle. As soon as he opened a gap, a clear and refreshing fragrance flowed out, as if it could immerse one's soul.
In an instant, the entire bustling teahouse fell silent, and everyone looked mesmerized. Their bodies were refreshed, as if they had been washed by a clear spring.
The storyteller reacted the fastest. He stepped forward and snatched back the jade bottle, then carefully stuffed it into his arms for fear of accidentally breaking it.
"One hundred spiritual stones, sell this jade bottle to me!"
The cultivator also reacted, with a hint of indescribable excitement in his expression, and slapped a storage bag on the document without hesitation.
"Not for sale!" The storyteller shook his head firmly. Although he didn't know what was in the jade bottle, he was convinced that it must be a great treasure.
"A thousand spiritual stones!" The cultivator was stunned and said through gritted teeth.
The storyteller still shook his head. The cultivator's reaction made him understand more and more the preciousness of this jade bottle.
"Fuck, you little thing, don't be greedy, don't force me to use force!" The cultivator turned his face and said viciously.
"If you have the guts, use force!"
The storyteller was not afraid at all and said loudly: "But I have to remind you, this is Songyan City. If you kill me, you won't be able to live!"
The cultivator was startled, his face turned blue and white, he took a sip, and walked away angrily.
There is no way, because this is Songyan City, even if the Earth Immortal Ancestor comes, he does not dare to cause trouble, because there is a Chen family here.
Seeing this, the storyteller couldn't help but smile proudly. It was a sense of pride as a native resident of Songyan City.
…
Deep in the mountains of Nanman, beside the island in the middle of the lake.
The young man stepped on the blue water of the lake, his demeanor was leisurely, his clothes were flowing, and he was quite chic.
"Who! How dare you break into my family's territory!" A vigorous figure suddenly appeared in front of the island in the middle of the lake. He looked at the young man coming from a distance and issued a warning.
This is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight waist, a heroic appearance, and a fierce and fierce smell all over his body.
"This man is very strong."
At the same time, another figure appeared next to the young man.
This is also a young man with a handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall figure. His whole body exudes a calm and tranquil demeanor, floating out of the dust.
Looking at these two little guys with completely different temperaments, the young man couldn't help but have a gentle smile on his lips. He especially glanced at the young man with a calm temperament and said, "If I'm not wrong, your parents are Chen Xi." He and Qing Xiuyi, right?"
The young man said calmly: "First tell me your name and purpose of coming, and then I will answer you."
The young man was speechless. He didn't expect that he would run into a wall in front of a young man. This feeling made him feel very fresh.
"Yu'er, An'er, don't be nervous, I asked him to come."
At this moment, a thin figure appeared in front of the island in the middle of the lake. His face was pale and his eyes seemed calm, but there was an insight into the vicissitudes of the world. It was Ji Yu.
And those two young men were naturally Chen Yu and Chen An.
"Disciple Qiu Xuanshu, I have met my senior." The young man looked at Ji Yu briefly, as if he noticed something, his expression immediately became solemn, and he bowed and saluted.
This person is clearly Qiu Xuanshu, a born saint from an unknown place, who won the first place in the Immortal Dao Festival in Xuanhuan Domain!
Back then, he visited Chen Xi and got acquainted with him. However, Wen Huating, the headmaster of Jiuhua Sword Sect, had an extremely rare evaluation of him, saying, "Today, Qiu Xuanshu is the second most amazing young man I have ever seen. The future is limitless.”
Later, Qiu Xuanshu left Jiuhua Sword Sect and began to travel around the world. His whereabouts were so elusive that no one would have thought that he would actually come to Songyan City.
"Come on, little guy, since you are from an unknown place, a disciple of Qinglu Academy, you are not an outsider." Ji Yu waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the island.
Qiu Xuanshu was startled and hurriedly caught up with him. His expression became more humble and he asked, "Senior, how did you get to know your junior master?"
He was indeed very curious. Among the hundreds of millions of creatures in the Xuanhuan Territory, only a handful of people could know the name "Unknown Land". And among this handful of people, those who knew Qinglu Academy could count on their fingers. You can count them all.
And in this small world, in a remote mountain, someone actually revealed his origin in one word. How could Qiu Xuanshu not be curious
What particularly interested him was the four words "not an outsider" in Ji Yu's words, which was really intriguing.
"sit."
Ji Yu sat in the rocking chair and gave Qiu Xuan Shu a word. Seeing the latter sitting down respectfully with a rather humble expression, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "You are nothing like your master."
Qiu Xuanshu was startled and said, "Senior, do you know about my master?"
Ji Yu smiled brightly and said: "There have been only two people in Qinglu Academy since ancient times, one is the book keeper and the other is the book viewer. You are probably the book viewer, and now that you have left the academy and started to travel around the world, it means that You have read all the collections in the academy."
Qiu Xuanshu nodded, his expression becoming more respectful, and said: "Senior really knows everything."
He really admired it, because as Ji Yu said, he was the book viewer of Qinglu Academy, and his master was the book keeper, but his master had left Qinglu Academy for many years.
And if he wants to become a book keeper, he must search the world to find disciples with the three talents of "talent", "talent and courage" and "talent and knowledge", and bring them into Qinglu Academy to read and comprehend the books, and then take over the book. The position of book writer.
Ji Yu shook his head again and sighed: "Didn't your master tell you where the bookkeeper will go to practice in the future?"
Qiu Xuanshu was confused and said: "When I entered Qinglu Academy, Master had already left."
At this moment, Ji Yu was startled, and then said dumbly: "Sure enough, only the fourth child would do such a ridiculous thing."
Qiu Xuanshu took a deep breath and said seriously and sincerely: "Senior, may I ask if the 'fourth' you mentioned is my master?"
It has to be said that Qiu Xuanshu is indeed a respectful, polite, humble and gentle person. His elegant temperament, which is neither arrogant nor impetuous, but relaxed and moderate, seems to be innate and imprinted in his bones.
It is very easy for people to feel good about such a person without causing any objectionable emotions.
"Yes, your master's name is Jiuhui. Now he is practicing with great concentration in Shenyan Mountain. He studies characters as his way. He ranks fourth among the brothers."
Ji Yu replied casually.
Qiu Xuanshu had obviously heard of the existence of "Shenyan Mountain", so when he heard that his master actually practiced in Shenyan Mountain, his eyes widened, and it was so rare that he became a little embarrassed.
After a while, he asked: "Do you dare to ask me, senior, who are you?"
Ji Yu smiled faintly and said: "He is just a sinner of the Three Realms, so don't mention it. If my guess is correct, your visit to Songyan City is probably related to Chen Xi."
Qiu Xuanshu nodded and said: "Yes, my disciple wanted to discuss Taoism with Chen Xi back then, but it was a pity that he was unable to do so. Therefore, I came here to trace his growth footprint and see what kind of environment he grew up in."
"Can you see clearly now?" Ji Yu asked.
"After meeting you, this junior finally fully understood." Qiu Xuan wrote.
"Unfortunately, you are still wrong. Everything about him has little to do with me. It was all obtained by him alone." Ji Yu shook his head.
Qiu Xuanshu was stunned and couldn't believe it.
However, Ji Yu didn't explain any more. He just raised his eyes, stared into the distance, and said, "Someone like you has come to Songyan City. Unlike you, he seems to have murderous intentions."
Qiu Xuanshu's expression became solemn, he concentrated for a moment and then said: "Sure enough, as the senior said, the junior seems to recognize that person."
"Then please go and kill him." Ji Yu said calmly.
"In what name?" Qiu Xuan wrote.
"In the name of your junior uncle Chen Xi." Ji Yu glanced at Qiu Xuanshu with a smile.
"Uncle Junior? It turns out that he is also a disciple of Shenyan Mountain, no wonder." Qiu Xuanshu fully understood, a hint of complexity flashed across his expression, nodded, and said: "Then I will go now, this junior."
After finishing speaking, he stood up, bowed to Ji Yu and handed over his hands. His figure flashed and disappeared from the place.
(End of chapter)