Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan put the kettle in his hand aside, with some anxiety between his eyebrows and eyes.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Yang Dingshan came to him a few days ago and told him a lot of things, including the analysis of Bai family and Liu family.

The strength of these two families is quite good, and many talents have emerged in this generation. As far as we know, the white mark of the Bai family, that is, the eldest brother of Bai Xu, has reached the middle of the second boundary. Yang Xiao must be unable to deal with this strength.

And this is only known at present.

Yang Xuan's strength has become the last hope of the Yang family.

"If I can't, I'm afraid I can only give up Shangqing for the sake of the Yang family."

He sighed and prepared to return to the house to continue his cultivation. At this time, there was a knock from the old wooden door.

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the door with some doubts in his eyes.

Just at noon, he had seen his aunt and uncle before. He should not come to find him. Is he another child of the family?

Doubt returned to doubt. He walked slowly and opened the door.

"Dare you ask, your excellency is Yang Xuan?"

A man in blue stood quietly outside the door. He seemed to be a nearby waiter. His face was elegant and respectful. He also held a sign with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. It was exquisite, and there were two hollow out small characters in the middle.

Yang Xuan just looked at it roughly and recognized it immediately. It was the city master's token. He had seen it once and had some impression.

He immediately nodded and replied, "it's me."

"That's good. It took me a lot of effort to find it here." The man in green breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "my name is Zhou Sheng. I came to find you at the order of the city Lord. I want to ask you to come."

Then he raised the token in his hand.

"This is the keepsake of the city Lord. He said, I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to discuss calligraphy with you."

The man in blue showed a trace of envy on his face. It is almost well known that the old city Lord loves calligraphy. It is a great fortune to be valued by his elders in this field.

Yang Xuan was stunned at first, but he soon reacted.

For him, the old city Lord said it was too much to be generous. He first absorbed the spirit beads, and then gave him the experience of cultivation. He took him to the fairyland with one hand, waiting for the grace of creation.

Looking at the exquisite token again, Yang Xuan immediately nodded, put down the kettle, closed the door, and left the Yang family with the man in Tsing Yi.

The city Lord's residence is a little away from the Yang family. Fortunately, the man in blue prepared a carriage, which didn't take much time.

Two muscular horses were running ahead, their hooves on the bluestone slab, and the crisp and dignified carriage kept moving under their drag.

The shape of the carriage was very simple, and there was almost nothing valuable except a night pearl on the roof.

However, despite this, all the cars, horses and pedestrians along the way consciously gave way to the road and dared not be disrespectful.

After all, the city Lord's mark on the curtain works better than any decoration.

"Brother Yang, I heard that your calligraphy attainments are very high, and it is quite similar to Xu Xiang."

Inside the carriage, the man in Tsing Yi named Zhou Sheng broke the silence and asked.

Yang Xuan was closing his eyes and meditating. When he heard the speech, he immediately opened his eyes and said with a smile: "brother Zhou is praised too much. I just have a little research on weekdays. I write more. Naturally, it is similar to Xu Xiang, but it is incomparable."

In fact, he said these were really what he thought, but Zhou Sheng became modest in his ears.

"Lord Mengcheng is very kind. I once saw brother Yang's works. I was shocked at that time. Now I can't hide my admiration when I see this Buddha."

"Er... I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

Yang Xuan blinked and responded hastily with some embarrassment.

Those words were written by his hand. Now it's difficult to adapt to such praise.

With a faint smile, Zhou Sheng suddenly changed the topic and said, "I heard that brother Yang has also entered a fairyland recently?"

"Yes, thanks to the city Lord, thanks to his guidance."

"I see. I have gained a lot from working under the city Lord in recent years. If brother Yang encounters any trouble or doesn't understand in the future, you can come to me."

"This..."

Yang Xuan showed some hesitation in his eyes. Although he was not deeply involved in the world, he was not stupid. Naturally, he could hear the meaning of Zhou Sheng's words.

The speed of the carriage is very fast. Fortunately, the ground is flat. In addition, the structure of the carriage is fine, so it doesn't feel bumpy.

"By the way, I forgot to say. I'm the supervisor under the city Lord. I'm responsible for handling all kinds of affairs on weekdays. Now I'm barely in the later stage of the second territory."

Zhou Sheng added with a smile.

Supervisor, this is a special position. If you really want to talk about power, it is only under the city Lord. No one can mobilize except the city Lord.

They are responsible for many things, but they rarely intervene directly, which is equivalent to the eyes of the city Lord.

Yang Xuan stared at Zhou Sheng directly. He smiled very gently. At a glance, it felt like a spring breeze. It seemed that the whole carriage was eclipsed by him.

Yang Xuan also smiled, and his serious face suddenly became brilliant.

"Well, thank you, brother Zhou. I will remember this feeling in the future."

He knew Zhou Sheng's position and saw the sign on Zhou Sheng's waist. After a little association, he knew that he had thought too much just now.

What he promised him was not Zhou Sheng, but the city Lord, but the city Lord's status was special and it was inconvenient to express his position directly. If not, why should a powerful man in the city suddenly give such a good thing?

Yang Xuan's eyes were full of emotion. The city Lord took such care of him. It was really a big kindness.

Zhou Sheng looked at his expression, a satisfied color flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and gently nodded.

The carriage drove straight into the city master's house. After a long time, it stopped in an empty place. The groom in front of the car shouted hello. They immediately went down. Led by Zhou Sheng, they turned for a long time before they came to the front of a quiet and elegant house.

In the high-rise city Lord's residence in the main hall, this room is very abrupt. It is not only simple to decorate, but also has no bodyguard around.

Although he had known the character of the city Lord for a long time, Yang Xuan was still in awe.

"Lord, Yang Xuan is coming."

Zhou Sheng walked slowly to the front two meters of the house and said a respectful look. His voice was so light that Yang Xuan behind him couldn't really hear it, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

The room was silent.

They waited patiently. For a long time, they only heard a "squeak" sound, and the wooden door of the house was pushed open from the inside.

"Xiao Zhou, it's hard for you to come in person."

The old and kind voice came from it, giving people a sense of affinity.