Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The feeling of changing your appearance and being open and aboveboard is different. The former is exciting, while the latter is more satisfying.

After experiencing the excitement, I feel that it is nothing special.

Now I want to go to Dayong openly, enter Tianjing and Yongkong Temple openly.

You can stay in Yongkong Temple for as long as you want and do whatever you want without having to calculate everything, be cautious all the time, and be nervous.

When the sun sets, Xu Qingluo goes back to tell them, and the three of them feel very happy.

"Do you want to tell Zixuan?" Zhou Yang said.

Zhou Zixuan had already left the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and went to Cantian Road, and had already entered Cantian Road.

In order to conceal his identity, they did not go to find him or disturb him, and they did not know what happened to him.

"He has just entered Cantian Dao, how could he go to Dayong?" Chu Ling said, "Don't bother him."

"Ah..." Zhou Yang sighed, "I miss him so much. I'm a little worried about him. Will he feel lonely and abandoned by us?"

Suddenly, he went from the lively atmosphere here to a strange place, all alone.

This must be a bad feeling.

Just thinking about it, he knew that he must have had a hard time. He really wanted to see Zhou Zixuan and comfort him.

Chu Ling laughed, "He is sentimental, more sensitive than us women."

"You are too cruel." Zhou Yang said dissatisfiedly.

Chu Ling said, "This is the order of your uncle-in-law. You must completely cut off his thoughts, let him concentrate, and stay in Cantian Dao with peace of mind."

"It must be uncomfortable to lose contact like this." Zhou Yang said.

"I think it's you who feels uncomfortable, not Zixuan." Chu Ling curled her red lips, "He is not as fragile as you think."

She turned her head to look at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu nodded gently: "Zixuan is still eager to try, he doesn't like to stay with us so much."

They like to get together with each other, lively and warm.

But Zhou Zixuan feels differently.

He stays here and is controlled everywhere. Not only does Xu Qingluo, the senior sister, control him, but Chu Ling also controls him. She doesn't care but won't help him either. Only Zhou Yang supports him.

So he feels extremely uncomfortable, longing for freedom, longing to leave here and go to the outside world to see it.

The farther away from them, the better, and the longer the time, the better.

Zhou Yang frowned at her.

Zhou Yu nodded gently and said: "Zixuan feels that he is too strictly controlled, and he is more comfortable outside."

"...It's all your fault!" Zhou Yang snorted.

Xu Qingluo rolled his eyes at him.

Chu Ling said unhappily: "Why do you blame us?"

"If you hadn't been so strict, Zixuan wouldn't have had such a hard time."

"So, we should just watch him waste his talent and time?"

"...You can try another way, not force him, but guide him. Zixuan is very smart."

"He is very smart, but also very stubborn." Xu Qingluo said: "It's not that easy to guide him."

Chu Ling nodded vigorously: "Yes, to deal with him, you should force him to learn by rote and force him to practice."

Zhou Yang shook his head disapprovingly.

He looked at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu smiled: "Qingluo and His Highness are right, he can't be persuaded, he can only be forced."

"Alas--!" Zhou Yang sighed: "Zixuan is unlucky to meet you!"

"You guy!" Xu Qingluo said angrily: "Aren't we doing this for Zixuan's good, so that he won't regret it in the future?"

Zhou Yang said: "This kind of good is not worth it."

"If it were you, would you let him waste his time and energy?" Xu Qingluo snorted: "Just watch it?"

"Let him waste if he wants to. After all, he is the disciple of the master, he can afford to waste, and it won't be too late to catch up in the future." Zhou Yang disagreed.

Think about how long they have been practicing martial arts. In just over a year, they have become top grandmasters.

This progress is beyond imagination. If Zixuan can wake up, he can also become a grandmaster in a short time, and even catch up.

"You..." Xu Qingluo glared.

Zhou Yang glared at her unconvinced.

The eyes of the two people in the air seemed to be fighting swords, you go back and forth, neither of them gave in.

Xu Qingluo narrowed her eyes.

Zhou Yang suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

He said dissatisfiedly: "It's too much!"

This is equivalent to breaking the rules. Xu Qingluo actually used a secret technique.

Xu Qingluo snorted: "He is not your junior brother, so of course you can delay if you want, it doesn't matter!"

"I also care about Zixuan."

"You care about me!"

Zhou Yang wiped his eyes, but his tears couldn't stop.

Xu Qingluo used the eye-killing secret technique, and she couldn't stop crying in a short time. It was too much.

Chu Ling said: "Qingluo, it's too much."

Xu Qingluo laughed and said: "I'm so angry."

She said in a delicate voice: "Junior brother Zhou, look over here."

Zhou Yang looked up, opened his tearful eyes and looked at her, feeling that her eyes suddenly became clear and soft.

It was as if clear spring water was poured into the eye sockets, instantly eliminating the stinging pain, and the tears stopped.

Xu Qingluo snorted: "Anyway, since the master has said not to disturb the junior brother, let's not go."

"If you don't want to go, then don't go." Zhou Yang curled his lips, very indignant: "Then when do we set off?"

"Let's go now." Xu Qingluo said: "Go there early and take a good look around, you can be the guide."

"No problem." Zhou Yang smiled proudly: "We are very familiar with Tianjing now."

At this time, Zhou Zixuan was lying on a bed. The light in the dim room was almost dim.

He looked at the rose-colored window paper and began to miss Xu Qingluo and the others.

Zhou Zixuan felt very uncomfortable.

"Bang! Bang!" The door was smashed.

Zhou Zixuan turned over and got out of bed, walked forward and opened the door. Standing outside was a burly young man with a rough appearance. He grinned and said, "Brother Zhou, come with me!"

Zhou Zixuan said helplessly, "Brother Xiao, what's the matter?"

Xiao Jingzong grinned and said, "Go and see what you are suitable for, whether it is sword skills or palm skills."

Zhou Zixuan followed him out of the house, through the yard, and came to a path outside, with houses on both sides of the path.

These houses are scattered, but they are located on the half slope of a valley. They went downhill to a hall and stood under nine steps.

The hall was majestic, with dark green walls and windows, looking like bronze, hard and solemn.

"Squeak!"

The door slowly opened, and a hunchbacked old man walked out of the hall, with white hair, a haggard face, and deep and dense wrinkles.

This was an old man who was about to die. He looked at Zhou Zixuan with turbid eyes, slowly walked down the steps and came close to him.

Zhou Zixuan looked at Xiao Jingzong.

Xiao Jingzong smiled and said, "Elder Lou, this is our new disciple Zhou Xuan. Please help me take a look at his bones."

The hunchbacked old man ignored Xiao Jingzong and slapped Zhou Zixuan with his hand.

Zhou Zixuan couldn't help but stretch out his palm to greet him.

"Bang!" The dull sound was like two pieces of wood colliding.

Zhou Zixuan staggered back three steps, and the hunchbacked old man stood there, looking at Zhou Zixuan's every move.

After Zhou Zixuan stood firm, the hunchbacked old man slapped him again, and Zhou Zixuan took the palm and retreated three steps.

Xiao Jingzong watched with a smile.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhou Zixuan retreated nine steps in one breath, his face flushed, his eyes bright, and flashing with unwillingness to be outdone.

The hunchbacked old man nodded with satisfaction: "Palm method."

After he said that, he turned around and walked back slowly, stepped onto the steps, returned to the hall, and then with a "squeak--" sound, the door of the hall closed.