The sect of longevity, my disciples are all children of luck

Chapter 13 Zhang Xiyang and the sheep!
When the third disciple Lin Kun returned to the sect in a daze.

On the other side, Zhang Xiyang, who disappeared from the deacon's hall, returned to the residence.

Compared with the previous few times when he came back, this time he looked relaxed on the bed.

The problem of Lingshi was solved, and the burden on his heart was completely gone.

It's like a person who has been depressed for a long time, and suddenly everything is resolved, it feels unprecedentedly comfortable.

"Moreover, there is finally hope for the almost bleak road ahead"

Zhang Xiyang pulled out a wooden box from the bed, as if caressing a peerless treasure, his eyes were blurred.

In the wooden box, 30 yuan spirit stones were neatly placed, and Zhang Xiyang was very excited by the vigorous spirit energy.

Although until now, he was still shocked by how the suzerain found the spirit stone, but that was not important anymore.

The suzerain raised the treatment of his kind of body-refining ninth-level practitioner to the level of the elders before him. Not to mention the future, he has enough confidence to turn the vitality in his body into true energy and step into that world. The innate realm dreamed of by countless warriors in Dayun City!

"Yang'er, do you think Tianxuanzong is about to usher in good luck?"

"Back then, I thought that the old suzerain had a good vision, and picked up the suzerain. Now, as expected, the suzerain gave me a big surprise. It is worthwhile for me to do my best for Tianxuanzong for so many years." Zhang Xiyang put the wooden box away like protecting a peerless treasure. In his arms, he said comfortably.

boom!
His bed seemed to respond, and there was a collision sound, and the force almost made him roll out of the bed.

"You are so naughty"

Zhang Xiyang cursed with a smile, changed to a comfortable position and continued to lie down.

But the crash didn't end there.

I saw more and more sheep gathering around his bed, ramming hard.

"All right, all be quiet. I'll take the risk and move the bed to your sheep shed. You guys should treat me better." Zhang Xiyang was a little angry.

The impact of these sheep made it impossible for him to lie on the bed and rest.

The sheep didn't pay attention to his self-talk, and all stared directly at his bed, as if there was something fatally attractive to the sheep under his bed.

And in fact it is.

If there are outsiders present, you can see that his bed is placed in the groove where the sheep eat
With the obstruction of the bed, the sheep can't reach in to graze at all, so they can only hit the edge of the bed with their horns over and over again.
"Oh, that's fine, I'll get angry if I bump into it again!" Zhang Xiyang said angrily.

boom!
A big ram, suspected to be the head sheep, took a few steps back, jumped up and hit the bed.

With a strong force, the top of the bed was flipped out all at once.

"You!" Zhang Xiyang got up from the weeds in embarrassment.

"That's all, who asked me to owe you."

Zhang Xiyang sighed, looking dotingly at the flock of sheep grazing.

When I was young, if there was no mother for this flock of sheep.

I'm afraid he won't live until the day the old suzerain picks him up
Whoa!
Deep in the dungeon.

A figure standing in the shadows raised a large water tank and splashed it forward.

"ho"

Tang Guisheng, who was in a coma, was shocked by the icy cold water, and opened his eyes suddenly.

He subconsciously wanted to wipe the ice water off his face.

But soon he found that he couldn't move his hands. Looking down, he saw that he was stripped naked and tightly tied to an iron chair.

"This is!?"

Tang Guisheng was a little dazed and couldn't figure out the situation in front of him.

In his memory, he was interrogated by the Sovereign just now inside the observatory.
How did it suddenly become like this.

And there were bursts of sharp pain in the back of his head, as if he had touched something before.

"Deacon Tang, don't come here to be safe."

Just when Tang Guisheng tried his best to recall what happened.

A voice sounded in his ear.

"Who?"

Tang Guisheng was alert and raised his head to look at the source of the sound.

Seeing this, he suddenly stopped breathing.

In the shadows ahead, there were various instruments of torture and a large water tank.

Standing beside the water tank was a black shadow like a stickman. Through the dim light, one could vaguely see the evil smile flashing across the black shadow's face, and the black shadow held a long black whip in his hand.
"Ah Fu, why is it you!"

"I understand that this is a dungeon! Let me out!"

Tang Guisheng instantly understood what this place was, and a trace of panic appeared on his face.

"It's useless, Deacon Tang."

"Next, it's our private time."

The corners of Ah Fu's mouth rose slightly, and he slowly raised his long whip.

"Don't. Don't do this!"

Tang Guisheng struggled frantically, but the rope bound him tightly to the iron chair.

A scream resounded throughout the dungeon.

It even spread outside the dungeon, scaring away a group of birds.

"Ahead is Dayun City."

In front of the endless stream of the three ancient cities in the south of Qingzhou, a young man with extraordinary temperament stopped slowly.

It was Qin Ming.

Looking at the majestic bronze city gate, an inexplicable emotion flashed in Qin Ming's eyes.

speak up.

Since he traveled to the present, in the past 20 years, the number of times he has set foot in this city can be counted on the fingers.

Most of the time he devoted himself to practicing in Tianxuanzong.

"Xiang Nansheng, Lan Jinggui, Zhuang Shuli, Ye Laichun."

Qin Ming muttered to himself.

This is the famous innate casual cultivator in Dayun City.

The purpose of his trip was to recruit these people.

Of course, as one of the three ancient cities, Dayun City naturally has more than these few innate experts who do not belong to the three major sects and the city lord's mansion.

It's just that those innates have either formed their own forces, or they have become guest ministers of other forces.

Recruiting such monks is not the same concept as recruiting casual cultivators.

Most of the former will consider the issue of their power. At that time, there will be too many people and various factors will proliferate, which is not within his consideration for the time being.

Qin Ming followed the crowd into Dayun City.

Passing through the streets with people coming and going, he came straight to a house.

Although he has not been to Dayun City a few times, as the suzerain of Tianxuan Sect, he does not need to be familiar with many things, and someone will investigate.

Furthermore, with his perfect innate and extreme perception ability, even if he can't investigate it, he can still perceive it.

The door of the house was open, Qin Ming walked in without knocking.

A middle-aged man was sitting quietly in the courtyard. The man's face was calm and pretentious. When he noticed Qin Ming walking in, a trace of alertness flashed across his face. He frowned and looked at Qin Ming, a handsome visitor.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Xiang Nansheng asked in a deep voice.

As an innate strong man, Qin Ming was like an ordinary person in his perception, but he understood that Qin Ming was definitely not that simple.

After all, it wasn't until Qin Ming came within his sight that he realized that someone had broken into the courtyard.

And that's almost impossible.

You know, how sharp the innate monk's perception is, not to mention a living person, even a cockroach running into the courtyard, he can detect it, but he doesn't feel anything when Qin Ming breaks in.

(End of this chapter)