Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 63
"Mr. Zhai, do you really want to listen to Xiaoman and entrust such an important matter to an outsider? And this person is a person with almost no cultivation!"

A young man with eagle eyes and a long face looked at Zhai Rong with a puzzled expression.

Mr. Zhai Rongzhai's appearance is a little frightening. The left half of his face looks like it has been burned, and it is full of bumps and pimples. Like a kind grandfather next door.

"Cao Bin..."

Zhai Rong seemed to be having a hard time speaking, he dragged the ending sound of the word "镔" for a long time, and then enlightened him earnestly:
"That's why I asked Xiaoman to bring him over to see him today...you can't even believe my eyes?"

As soon as he said a word, he began to cough "cough cough cough".

"Master Zhai, are you alright?"

Cao Bin was so frightened that he hurried forward to ask.

"Old man Zhai, I'm coming..."

At this moment, Sang Xiaoman broke into the door suddenly, seeing Mr. Zhai coughing non-stop, he quickly stopped talking, stepped forward to support Zhai Rong, patted Zhai Rong's back lightly and said, "It's all right , It’s okay, you must be talking too hastily again, so don’t talk if you’re okay.”

This is the first time for Li Yunsheng to see this heartless Sang Xiaoman with such a gentle side, and this old man Li Yunsheng would take a step back the first time he saw it, but Sang Xiaoman didn't seem to care at all, it seems that the relationship between the two Should be close.

"Xiao Man was brought up by Mr. Zhai."

Zhao Xuanjun stood next to Li Yunsheng and said something nonchalantly.

"Then it looks like this old man should have a good personality."

Li Yunsheng nodded and said with a serious expression.

Zhao Xuanjun who was on the side almost laughed out loud when he heard the words, "I can't tell, Junior Brother Yun Sheng is very good at joking."

He didn't realize that Li Yunsheng was saying this very seriously.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Mr. Zhai looked at Sang Xiaoman very happily, then patted her on the head dotingly and continued: "You really care about me, so don't cause me trouble... "

"I didn't cause trouble."

Sang Xiaoman pouted disapprovingly.

"Xuan Jun, I'm bothering you this time. She caused you a lot of trouble in Qiushui, right?"

Zhai Lao, who no longer coughed, looked up at Zhao Xuanjun and apologized.

"Fortunately, less than when we were in Yanzhou."

Zhao Xuanjun smiled slyly, and blinked at Sang Xiaoman as he spoke.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Sang Xiaoman raised his fist angrily and said.

Seeing the small movements of the two bickering, Zhai Rong not only did not reprimand, but laughed.

"You are Li Yunsheng recommended by Xiao Man?"

Zhai Rong's eyes finally fell on Li Yunsheng.

Watched by this old man, Li Yunsheng felt a warmth like bathing in the sun, and this kind of warmth was not from the body, but from the perception of the soul.

"Yes."

He nodded with doubts in his heart. Sang Xiaoman had already told him about asking him to help this time on the way.

"Oh?" The change in Li Yunsheng's expression naturally did not escape Zhai Rong's eyes, and he said with some joy, "Did you sense my soul?"

"Well, it's warm."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

Not only was he able to sense it, but he also said it accurately, which made Zhai Rong even more delighted. He actually stood up and walked in front of Li Yunsheng.

"What do you think my spirit looks like?"

He looked at Li Yunsheng with a serious expression.

"sun."

After thinking about it carefully, Li Yunsheng gave this answer.

Hearing that a gleam of light flashed in Zhai Rong's eyes, he raised his dead branch-like finger to touch Li Yunsheng's forehead.

Li Yunsheng didn't dodge, he looked at Zhai Rong quietly, his expression was as usual, because his sensitive intuition told him that the person in front of him was not in danger.

Moreover, neither Sang Xiaoman nor Zhao Xuanjun stood up to stop Zhai Rong.

Following Mr. Zhai's gentle tap on his forehead, Li Yunsheng felt a scorching warm current penetrate into his mind, enveloping his soul, as comfortable as taking a hot spring bath in winter.

After a while, Zhai Rong took his fingers away, and the warmth also dissipated.

But the eager light in Zhai Rong's eyes grew stronger, as if he was trying to calm down his mind, he let out a long breath, and said in a trembling voice:
"Heaven bestowed divine soul?!"

When he said this, he looked at Sang Xiaoman, as if he was asking her for proof, but in fact he didn't need proof anymore, this look was just expressing his incomprehensible surprise.

Sang Xiaoman was also a little surprised, she didn't tell Zhai Rong about Li Yunsheng's soul, she only said that Li Yunsheng had a superb memory, but Zhai Rong saw through it at a glance.

The sound of the god-sent spirit also woke up the other people in the room, and the long-faced man opened his eyes wide and said, "Mr. Zhai, are you sure?"

In Shizhou, apart from the demon descendants, I am afraid that no one values ​​the soul more than the Sang family. As a family of talismans, a god-given soul is enough to make the huge Sang family in Yanzhou boil.

Although Zhao Xuanjun is not a member of the Sang family, it is impossible for him not to know about the divine soul bestowed by heaven, but he was not too surprised, because he had already seen Li Yunsheng's feat of reading in silence in the library that time, and he felt more and more that he was in a state of mind that day. His intuition is not wrong, the boy in front of him may be a good opponent for him in the future.

"Can you sleep now?"

After a moment of excitement, Mr. Zhai calmed down.

This has already involved the privacy of his own cultivation, Li Yunsheng hesitated for a moment.

"Secretly, are you afraid that we will eat you? Our Sang family will not attack people without cultivation."

Seeing Li Yunsheng hesitate, Cao Bin was a little unhappy.

"Cao Bin!"

Zhai Rong turned his head and gave Cao Bin a hard look, then looked at Li Yunsheng kindly and said, "It's okay, it's okay if you don't want to say it."

"Douji."

After thinking about it, Li Yunsheng still told the truth, his mind and soul had been probed, and it was useless to conceal these things.

"You little guy, you can still open your eyes and talk nonsense, how old are you before you can enter the second silence?"

Cao Bin said indignantly.

"You man, I haven't seen you for a few years, why did you become so surprised?"

This time it was Sang Xiaoman who glared at him, and Sang Xiaoman asked Zhairong a little unhappy:
"Old man Zhai, you are too happy, take a closer look at his immortal veins."

"Do you still remember that thing I asked you a few days ago?"

"A single thought set off a storm?"

Zhai Rong remembered this, and then looked at Li Yunsheng in surprise and said, "You are the one with the God-given spirit and enlightened Taoist heart?!"

"Ah."

Thinking of that incident, Li Yunsheng still had lingering fears in his heart, so he nodded silently, while Sang Xiaoman stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and blinked at Li Yunsheng.

Now Zhai Rong no longer suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said: "This time, are you willing to go back to Sang's house with me, be my disciple of Zhai Rong, and inherit my mantle?"

Zhai Rong said without the reserve of an elder.

He has confiscated disciples for many years, and today he not only wants to recruit disciples, but he also intends to let Li Yunsheng inherit his mantle according to what he said.

Even Sang Xiaoman was a little surprised, obviously she still underestimated the attraction of the divine soul to the old men of the Sang family.

But now she is in a bit of a dilemma, not knowing whether to pour that plate of cold water on old man Zhai.

"Thank you Mr. Zhai for your kindness, but I have no roots, and practicing talismans will deplete my lifespan."

It was Li Yunsheng himself who poured the cold water, he said to Zhai Rong calmly.

(End of this chapter)