Ling tripod

Chiyun Mountains, in an inconspicuous small valley.

A big man ran quickly through the mountains and forests, and finally came to a stone wall and tapped on it.

"Uncle Zhou, it's me!"

The burly man's voice was a little urgent. It was the burly man who was watching the excitement on the street before.

"Squeak!"

A crack suddenly appeared on the stone wall, splitting on both sides at the same time, and a bright passage entrance appeared.

At the entrance door, an old man sat on a chair with a dry pipe in his mouth. His eyelids were slightly opened and he said: "Da Zhuang, how many times have I told you to stay calm when things happen? Why do you look so panicked?" What does it look like?”

"Uncle Zhou, I may have met a disciple of our sect who is living outside!"

The burly man said with a solemn expression.

"What? Is this serious?"

Mr. Zhou, who had just said that he should calm down when faced with trouble, almost fell off his chair and said with a look of astonishment on his face.

"It's absolutely true, how could I not recognize my sect's movement skills!"

The burly man nodded and said with a serious expression.

"How old is that person and how strong is he?"

Elder Zhou asked hurriedly, now that the sect's talents are withering, it would be a big deal for the sect if we could really find young talented disciples scattered around.

"I think he is no more than thirty years old at most, and his strength has reached the fifth level of the Golden Core stage, and the movement techniques he performs seem to be somewhat different from those of our sect!"

"different?"

Mr. Zhou had some questions.

"I feel like the movements he performs are more authentic than ours, and more powerful than mine!"

The burly man said seriously.

"What?"

Mr. Zhou exclaimed, immediately closed the stone door of the mechanism, and said with a cautious look: "This matter is of great importance, go see the head brother!"

The burly man nodded, and the two of them went deeper along the passage!

After turning dozens of turns, he entered a huge underground stone hall. This stone hall covers an area of ​​about a thousand square meters. There is a small open space in the center. There are about dozens of young cultivators practicing. However, these cultivators are practicing. However, their methods are different from those of ordinary cultivators. Some of them are beating their physical bodies! Extremely weird!

An extremely strong old man was pointing in front!

"Old Zhou, why are you here! It's not your time to change shifts yet!"

The strong old man came over and was a little surprised to see Mr. Zhou coming. He looked at Da Zhuang and said angrily: "You kid, you don't practice well all day long, and you run out to make mischief again, right? Your parents are there." Good morning, I've made you so big by shitting and peeing, can't you give me some credit? You stinky boy..."

As he spoke, the strong old man stretched out his hand to hit, but was stopped by Mr. Zhou.

"Lao Tie, you can't say Da Zhuang this time, you even have to praise him!"

Mr. Zhou said seriously, his face full of excitement.

Tie Lao was confused, "Do I still want to praise this kid?"

"It's hard to explain in just a few words. Where is the head brother now?"

"Teach Tianming in the study!"

Seeing Mr. Zhou's serious look, Mr. Tie became even more confused and said.

"Let's go first!"

…

In a stone room.

"Bone transformation, transformation!"

A young man with long hair and a shawl had his right hand completely covered with white bones. Hearing a loud roar, the white bone palm instantly grew huge and turned into a giant white bone palm!

Sweat was dripping from the young man's forehead. If a shadow appeared behind the giant white palm, it was difficult to solidify.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the shadow suddenly dissipated.

"Huhu, Master, my disciple has let you down!"

A trace of regret flashed on the young man's face.

"Tianming, this is not possible. Pay attention to the movement of the bones. When performing, the density between the bones must be concentrated to the extreme. It doesn't matter if you fail once, you can try again!"

An old man in a gray robe said next to the young man.

"Yes, Master!"

The young man nodded, and at this moment:

"Senior Brother, we are so happy! Our sect is so happy!"

Elder Zhou walked in with an excited look on his face, and Tie Dazhuang beside him also had an excited look on his face. Only Elder Tie was still a little confused and his face was full of doubts.

"Junior brother, how many times have I told you to stay calm when encountering problems? What made you so panicked!"

Kong Jingu had a faint smile on his face, sat aside, picked up a teacup and poured it into his mouth!

"Dazhuang discovered a young talented disciple of our sect who is scattered outside!"

"puff!"

Kong Jingu Tea had just been drunk. After listening to Mr. Zhou's words, he immediately squirted it out and washed Mr. Zhou's face. His face was extremely shocked and he said: "What! Say it again!"

"Dazhuang discovered a young talented disciple of our sect who is scattered outside! And this disciple is probably the descendant of the old sect leader!"

Mr. Zhou ignored the tea sprayed on his face and looked extremely excited.

"Quickly, tell me everything in detail without leaving a trace behind!"

Kong Jingu's face was extremely shocked, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Master, this disciple is in Fenghua Street today..."

Tie Dazhuang told the story of his encounter with Chu Yan in detail, even including Chu Yan's words.

Everyone was filled with emotion as they listened, this young man is really weird!

"Old Zhou, hurry up, you and Lao Tie go to Shannan City Lord's Mansion immediately to ask for someone. This boy must be the disciple of the old sect leader. There is absolutely no mistake. Ximen Feiniao dotes on him alone, and it may be detrimental to this boy!"

After Kong Jingu heard what happened, he immediately gave the order.

"good!"

"Just wait for these words from senior brother!"

Lao Zhou and Lao Tie were so excited that they walked quickly and rushed out of the door. Tie Dazhuang also followed.

"Master, this is unusual. Junior Brother Da Zhuang may have mistaken the similar movement techniques of other sects for the movement techniques of our sect, because such a person of unknown origin has offended the Lord of Ximen City, right..."

"Crack!"

Before Tianming could say anything, Kong Jingu slapped him hard on the face.

"Asshole, the old sect master died for the sect's wife and children back then. Without the old sect master, our sect would not be what it is today. Even if that young man had one percent or even one thousandth chance of being a disciple of the old sect master, we still have to Go rescue, it doesn’t matter if you offend a Ximen family, although our sect is defeated, it is not something that a small cultivating family can control!”

Kong Jingu shouted angrily, his voice extremely stern.

"Master taught me that my disciples are aware of their mistakes!"

Tianming immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake. This was the first time in the history of his master that he was so angry. It can be imagined how important the old sect leader was to the sect.

…

Shannan City, outside the city lord's mansion.

"Finally here!"

Chu Yan sighed, this Shannan City is really big. It took three people to walk for half an hour to arrive at the city lord's mansion. Chu Yan also thought about flying with magic weapons, but it is forbidden to control magic weapons in the main city, so he can only They gave up, and Lao Zhang was injured and Lao Wang was not very strong, so the speed of the two leading the way was really slow.

"Senior, are you really not considering leaving? It's still too late!"

Lao Zhang still looked worried.

"Where's all this nonsense? Lead the way!"

"Why!"

Lao Zhang sighed, and the three of them walked towards the main entrance.

The main entrance of the City Lord's Mansion is eight feet high. It is a mahogany carved lacquered door with formations engraved on it. It is impossible to forcefully break through this door without the cultivation of the late Jindan!

At the top of the gate is a huge plaque, which is the three Chinese characters of "City Lord's Mansion"!

On both sides of the gate, there are two sturdy men wearing armor, each holding a spear in their hands, standing motionless and upright like statues. The strength of both of them is actually at the first level of the Golden Core stage!

Shannan City is just a middle-to-low ranking city among the 108 cities in Yuzhou. In such a city, the guards of the city lord's palace all have the first level of the Golden Core. One can imagine the overall strength of the cultivators in Yuzhou.

"Stop! Whoever is coming, please tell me your name!"

The two sturdy men crossed their spears and stopped Chu Yan and the others.

"I also asked fellow Taoists to go and report to the Lord that there are cultivators from Yangzhou coming to the teleportation platform today!"

Lao Wang immediately said respectfully.

"Oh? Wait!"

The two burly men were a little surprised. After all, no one had teleported from Yangzhou for a hundred years. A big man went to report, and Chu Yan and the other three could only wait for the time being.

City Lord's Palace.

At this time, an old man was sitting, and next to him was a young man with a slightly swollen right face!

"Tell me, who beat you up like this?"

Ximen Feiniao was extremely furious at this time. He loved his son the most when he was old. As the lord of Shannan City, his only son was beaten like this in Shannan City, and all his servants were killed. This was simply blatant. Challenge yourself!

"I don't know, I don't know! Devil, devil!"

Ximen stood upright, his face was still pale, his legs were still trembling, he looked like a frightened bird!

"What devil? Who is that man's name? I will kill him today!"

Seeing his son's stupid appearance, Ximen Feiniao was even more angry. His son's talent was mediocre and his brain was not very bright to begin with, but now he became even more stupid, which made him extremely angry.

"No, I don't know, it's Yangzhou, from Yangzhou!"

Ximen Tingli still looked frightened and said subconsciously.

"Coming from Yangzhou? No cultivators from Yangzhou have arrived at the teleportation station for a hundred years. How come..."

Just when Ximen Feiniao was confused:

"Reporting to the Lord of the City, someone wants to see you!"

"Oh? Who?"

"Yangzhou Cultivator!"