Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

However, he has rarely touched these things since he began to practice.

The way of calligraphy is broad and profound, but he needs strong strength at this time. This is a world of the jungle. Only strong enough cultivation can let him complete his dream.

To find the truth about your parents

In the afternoon, Yang Xuan ended his calligraphy exchange with the city Lord.

In fact, there is no communication. Most of the time, the city Lord is instructing him. Although he himself has good skills, the city Lord has been immersed in it for a long time, which is naturally incomparable.

Most importantly, he always had a feeling that when the city Lord taught calligraphy, he seemed to be reflecting his practice. He benefited a lot from one morning, but he was prevaricated every time he asked questions about it. After several times, he simply gave up the idea of asking.

The discussion of calligraphy was over, and Yang Xuan didn't mean to stay any longer, even if he wanted to leave.

A lot of people can be seen outside the study. Recently, there seems to be a lot of affairs in the city. Many of them need to be seen by the city master.

However, the old city owner loved calligraphy, which is almost well known. For a time, no one dared to disturb him, so he had to wait outside.

Yang Xuan looked at the shadow walking back and forth outside the gate with a guilty look, coughed twice, and was about to go out.

"Little brother Yang."

Behind him, the old city owner who was still watching the calligraphy suddenly said.

"The big ratio of the three families is about to begin. It seems that you are also a member of it."

Yang Xuan turned around, nodded and said, "yes, the boy got a place in the family."

"Hehe, yes, very modest, but if you are lucky, I'm afraid those little guys will die of shame."

The city Lord smiled faintly, looked up and continued with some emotion: "this big competition will have a great impact. You need to pay attention. It's said that there is a younger generation in the Liu family."

"Thank you for your concern. I will try my best to win honor for the family."

"I hope so."

The old city owner showed an expression of indifference and gently waved his hand. Yang Xuan immediately understood, hugged his fist and nodded, and then walked out.

"Alas, what a pity..."

Behind him, a long sigh slowly disappeared.

......

As soon as he left the city master's house, Yang Xuan's body stopped. He looked back at his back with complex eyes.

"The city Lord seems to teach calligraphy, but it contains the way of cultivation. But why should he do it in this way?"

There was some doubt in his heart. If the injection of spiritual power and momentum only made him doubt, everything today was completely sure for him.

Although they were talking about calligraphy from beginning to end, every word said by the old city Lord had a certain truth, which secretly coincided with the way of cultivation. After some explanation, he realized many things.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, but more about the state of mind and the method of using Reiki.

No matter how you think about it, it can't be a coincidence.

Thinking of the last reminder of the old city Lord to him, Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. They were neither relatives nor friends. Just because they had the same interests, they helped themselves in this way. This kind of kindness is not great.

After pondering for a long time, he immediately bowed deeply to the city Lord's house.

"Second childe, are you..."

With this bow, he immediately scared the four guards of the door white.

Bowing to people like Zhou Sheng is no different from funeral. If anyone suffers, he can't lose his job.

For a moment, the four people jumped two steps towards the side at the same time, and the action was very neat. In an instant, they brought the one in front of Yang Xuan out.

After bowing, Yang Xuan slowly straightened up and looked at the four guards far away from the gate with a slight difference. He didn't ask anything and left directly.

"Hoo, it's dangerous!"

The tall and thin man in the lead sighed and went back to his post.

"The second childe of the Yang family is terrible. If I hadn't been smart enough, he would have died twice today."

He said something, put his hand on his head, and suddenly got wet. Just now he was in a critical situation, but he was shocked into a cold sweat.

The other three looked at each other, which was similar. They looked at Yang Xuan's back and looked frightened.

At this time, there was a lot of excitement on the main street of Qingzhou City.

Although due to the proximity of Dabi, the Yang family was deserted and all were practicing in isolation, the ordinary people were not affected.

The vendors selling baked cakes are still shouting hard, lowering the voices of all kinds of vendors around.

The doors of shops on the whole street are wide open, or restaurants, or cloth shops, or iron shops, full of everything. The broad avenue is crowded with all kinds of people, and occasionally cars and horses pass by.

Yang Xuan squeezed into the crowd, looked at the flow of people around him, and picked his eyebrows. He was a little surprised. After all, it's only in the afternoon. There were not so many people in the past.

"Give way, give way!"

There was a sudden noise of cars and horses in front, as well as the shouts of the cook. The crowded flow of people slowly dispersed towards both sides, very consciously.

Yang Xuan also retreated a little with the crowd.

What is coming is an extremely gorgeous carriage. The black carriage is full of all kinds of golden lines. Under the sunshine, ye ye shines. There are many kinds of decorations on it. There is a fist sized emerald jade bead on the roof, which is very eye-catching.

Pulling the carriage is a white horse of solid color, with elegant posture and high head. Although it is an animal, it gives people a feeling of pride.

"This is... Bai Xu's carriage..."

Yang Xuan looked at the familiar carriage and raised his eyebrows.

Although the coachman changed one, the carriage was still the same, because it had been followed for a long time, and it was his first initiative, so he was very impressed.

However, although he guessed the identity of the man in the car, his face remained unchanged.

A bully like Bai Xu can hardly make him feel guilty.

The carriage drove slowly in front of him. Just then, a voice suddenly came out of it.

"Stop!"

This voice is female. It sounds a little old, but it is full of momentum.

The carriage stopped, and a small old woman immediately came out. Her movement was very slow, but very light, but she fell to the ground in two steps.

"Who are you?"

As soon as the old woman Fang fell to the ground, she immediately looked at Yang Xuan, with a serious look and a deep stare.

Yang Xuan frowned and didn't speak.

The old woman sneered and continued, "I just felt the gaze and hostility in the carriage. You must have sent it."