When Zong Ziheng returned to the guest house, he saw Huang Hong and Huang Wu guarding the door, and he cast a questioning look.
"Your Highness." Huang Wu said, "His Ninth Highness is bored in the room and refuses to come out."
Zong Ziheng looked at the closed door and sighed softly. What I said before is indeed serious, but the older Zong Zixiao is, the more he has his own opinions. If he is not taught to distinguish right from wrong and choose between gains and losses at critical moments, it will be more difficult to correct him in the future.
"Your Highness, would you like to go in and have a look?"
Zong Ziheng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Take him back to his daimyo."
Huang Hong smiled wryly, "His Highness Ninth will not go with us."
"Then keep an eye on him, and I'll go home after I finish dealing with things here."
"Yes, that public moment..."
"Don't mention it again." Zong Ziheng said seriously.
The two brothers looked at each other: "... yes."
Zong Ziheng planned to visit Xu Zhinan and Cheng Yanzhi.
The disciples of the Chunyang Sect guarded outside their guest house day and night, everyone looked solemn and listless.
Seeing Zong Ziheng, several people bowed to each other: "I have seen His Royal Highness."
"Where's your big brother? I want to go see him."
"Senior Brother is with Senior Brother Cheng."
"Is Master Cheng awake?"
The disciple said sadly: "No."
"I gonna go see."
"Ah, Your Majesty." They wondered, "Eldest Senior Brother has said that no one...is allowed to disturb."
Zong Ziheng said: "I'm worried about his health, and I want to persuade him not to work too hard." After saying that, he walked through several people and walked straight into the courtyard.
Those disciples didn't dare to stop him, they could only look at each other.
Zong Ziheng walked to Cheng Yan's room and knocked lightly on the door: "Brother Xu, it's me."
There was no sound in the house, but through a door, one could smell the strong smell of herbs inside.
"Brother Xu?" Zong Ziheng waited for a while, then knocked on the door again.
There was a sudden bang inside, as if someone fell to the ground.
Zong Ziheng hurriedly opened the door: "Xu..." He was stunned by the scene in front of him.
On the ground, seven old copper candlesticks were placed in the order of the Big Dipper, and there were white candles on the candlesticks. Each of them was as thick as an adult's wrist, and they were burning bright candles.
Xu Zhinan fell to the ground weakly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Close... close the door, quickly."
Zong Ziheng came back to his senses, quickly closed the door, and kept away all the disciples of Chunyang Sect who rushed over after hearing the sound. He hurriedly wanted to run over to help Xu Zhinan up, but as soon as he lifted his feet, he landed gently, lest there would be any wind in his clothes - he had already guessed what was in front of him.
He helped Xu Zhinan to the chair, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xu, this is... the seven-star life extension lamp?"
Xu Zhinan grabbed Zong Ziheng's wrist with such strength that he didn't look like a sick person at all: "Ziheng, you must never tell anyone."
"Okay... why?"
"Before the master retreated, he entrusted the seven-star life-continuing lamp to me for safekeeping, but I can't use it without authorization, especially to save an ordinary disciple. Going against the sky will produce karma. Master knows it and won't Allowed." Xu Zhinan said sadly, "However, I can't just watch Yanzhi die. We grew up together and love each other as brothers. If I hadn't brought him here, if I hadn't asked him to track down the mysterious person, he How did it become like this?"
Zong Ziheng injected spiritual power into Xu Zhinan's body, and comforted him softly: "Brother Xu, this is definitely not your fault. You value love and righteousness, there is nothing wrong with it, but you are also seriously injured now, and I am afraid of you if you consume spiritual power like this. I can't stand it myself."
"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on." Xu Zhinan looked at Cheng Yanzhi who was lying on the bed unconscious, "With the seven-star life-sustaining lamp, he will gradually get better."
"But I heard that the seven-star life extension lamp can only keep a person alive?"
"That's because many people have reached the time of their destiny. No matter how much time they have, it is impossible to rejuvenate. But Yanzhi is still young, and he was only injured. As long as he hangs his life, he may recover."
Zong Ziheng frowned: "But, he doesn't have the golden core..."
Xu Zhinan shook his head and said firmly, "I will definitely make him better."
Zong Ziheng said helplessly: "Then what are you going to do next? He won't recover for a while, and he can't leave the seven-star life-extending lamp. Could it be that you just let him stay here?"
"At present, I can only stay here. To the outside world, if I say that I am recuperating here, no one will be suspicious."
"But they will find out sooner or later, even if you can hide it from your juniors, can you hide it from Qi Mengsheng? We are all in her territory now."
"The people I bring out are trustworthy, don't worry about that, as for Qi Mengsheng..." Xu Zhinan said, "I need her to help me, so I can only tell her the truth."
"What do you want her to do for you?"
"The seven-star life extension lamp consumes a lot of spiritual power, and this matter cannot be left in the hands of others, so I thought of a way."
"any solution?"
"Let Qi Mengsheng use the public moment to make the Seven Star Lantern and Yanzhi smaller."
Zong Ziheng's eyes widened. He didn't know if this method was feasible, but he was shocked by Xu Zhinan's boldness.
"There are still four months before the Flood Dragon Meeting. Four months should be able to bring Yanzhi back from the gate of hell. It's just that during this time, neither we nor the magic weapon can leave this place."
"Will she agree?"
"She sold a big favor to the next head of Chunyang Sect. What's the harm?"
Zong Ziheng sighed: "I hope Master Cheng will recover, and your painstaking efforts will not be in vain."—
When Zong Ziheng returned to the guest house, he saw a little candle burning in Zong Zixiao's room, and he could faintly see a shaking figure. He stared at it for a while before entering the next room.
Thinking about the people he saw, what he heard, and what happened today, he lay on the bed without any sleepiness.
He couldn't take away Gong Shujun and returned to his daimyo, how should he explain to his father? Is that mysterious person Yan Shu, and why did he want to harm himself? Will Xu Zhinan's method work, and can Cheng Yanzhi survive? What should happen if Yan Shu's true face is found out at the Jiaolong Meeting next year? What role does the Five Aggregates Gate play in it? Where did Dan, who was poached by Chen Xingyong, go
Zong Ziheng's headache was splitting from thinking about these many questions. Originally thought that by catching Chen Xingyong, they would be able to eliminate harm for the people, find out the people behind the scenes, and finish it completely, but the matter was far from over, and even just started.
The eldest son Heng tossed and turned, unable to sleep with Ben.
When it was about Yin time, Zong Ziheng heard a slight noise coming from the next door. Such a soft voice, if he hadn't been a cultivator of immortals, and the night was quiet at this time, it would be almost impossible to detect it.
Zong Ziheng sat up from the bed. Although he couldn't tell what the sound was, he had an intuition that it was Zong Zixiao. He listened attentively, and felt that Zong Zixiao seemed to have left the door. He also got out of bed, quietly walked to the door, and looked out through the crack of the door.
With a limited field of vision, only a black shadow can be seen flashing past and disappearing into the night.
It's so late, where is Xiao Jiu going
Zong Ziheng suddenly thought of a possibility, his expression changed suddenly, he quickly put on his clothes, picked up his sword, and chased him out.
When they arrived at Xu Zhinan's residence, they had already heard the sound of fighting. Zong Ziheng's heart sank, he rushed over, and saw several Chunyang Sect disciples fell to the ground, Huang Hong and Huang Wu guarded him, Zong Zixiao was holding Xu Zhinan's universe bag in his hand.
"Bastard!" Zong Ziheng was furious, "What are you doing!"
Zong Zixiao was startled, but quickly regained his composure. He said resolutely: "This is the task entrusted to us by the father. Since the elder brother can't do it, I will do it."
Zong Ziheng strode over, slapped Zong Zixiao severely, and knocked Zong Zixiao to the ground.
"Your Highness!" Huang Hong and Huang Wu didn't have time to stop him.
Zong Ziheng swung the sword in his hand again, and the scabbard hit Huang Hong's chest horizontally. He flew backwards for more than ten feet, and landed with a muffled grunt.
Huang Wu lowered his eyes and knelt down: "Your Highness, calm down."
"Did you encourage Zixiao to do such a despicable thing!"
Zong Zixiao covered his face with tears and resentment in his eyes, staring at Zong Ziheng in disbelief: "You... you hit me?"
Huang Hong wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, got up too, knelt on the ground, and said calmly: "What does His Highness mean, is the emperor's order despicable?"
"Are you using my father to suppress me?" Zong Ziheng gritted his teeth.
"I don't dare, I just want to help His Royal Highness complete the task assigned by the emperor." Huang Hong said in a deep voice.
"Father, I will plead guilty on my own. No matter how my father punishes me, my eldest son Heng will never be a person who forgets righteousness for profit!" He looked down at his eldest son Xiao from a high position, and said coldly, "Bring it here."
Zong Zixiao's face was half swollen, his eyes were red, he looked embarrassed and pitiful, and he said viciously: "You...you stupid idiot who doesn't know what's good, you hit me, I hate you!"
"Bring it!" Zong Ziheng snapped.
Zong Zixiao threw the universe bag to Zong Ziheng, jumped up from the ground, turned and ran away.
"Go and stop him." Zong Ziheng said to Huang Wu.
"yes."
Zong Ziheng found Xu Zhinan with the Qiankun bag, Xu Zhinan was sitting on the head of the bed, his eyes were dim.
Zong Ziheng felt his face was burning hot, and he felt ashamed: "I'm sorry."
"... My juniors, are you okay?"
"It's nothing, it's all minor injuries." Zong Ziheng returned the Qiankun bag to Xu Zhinan, "My brother's lack of discipline is my fault."
"Zi Heng, there are some things that I couldn't tell you before, but now it seems that I have to say them." Xu Zhinan said, "I think you are really wronged."
Zong Ziheng lowered his head.
"In terms of seniority, you should be the next Zong emperor. Even if you leave the Zong family, with your talent and cultivation base, the world is vast, and you can use it to your advantage. Why don't you fight at all."
"The one above is my father, and the one below is my younger brother. What am I arguing about?" Zong Ziheng said softly.
Xu Zhinan shook his head, he bullied Zong Ziheng, and said in a low voice: "As long as you are willing, Chunyang Sect will embrace you as the emperor."
Zong Ziheng was startled.
Xu Zhinan's eyes were calm but determined, extremely powerful.
Zong Ziheng avoided his gaze, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Xu, please forgive my younger brother for being ignorant. After doing such a shameful thing, it's not good for us to stay here."
Xu Zhinan nodded.
"I hope everything goes well for you. We will meet Jiaolong next spring."
"There will be a period later."
"There will be a period later."