The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Come on, Brother Zhang, let's go!"

Li Ping'an was carefree, hugging each other in the elegant seats, like a skilled veteran, he looked at Zhang Qinghe with a narrow and proud look.

"There are rumors from the outside that Brother Zhang is a veteran of flower bushes, but after looking at it today, the rumors are untrue.

But thanks to Brother Zhang’s reputation, I was able to kiss several girls today! "

Li Ping'an teased the snow-like chin of the woman next to him, making this beautiful jade-like person's face look like a peach blossom.

These are several famous stewards in Luanfeng Pavilion. They usually don't see guests.

But Luanfeng Pavilion became famous in Chang'an City after Zhang Qinghe's romantic night, and it suddenly surpassed the remaining fireworks pavilions and became a famous elegant place. Seeing Zhang Qinghe coming, the person in charge naturally wanted to entertain him.

But although Zhang Qinghe tried his best to keep his face as normal, he couldn't hide his slight blush.

He was still a young boy, and nothing happened that night.

Li Ping'an was calm and composed, clapped his hands in time with the rhythm, and rested his head on a woman's shoulder.

There is green smoke from the small furnace, and the splendid carved beams; the half-undressed clothes, and the condensed fat can be seen; the jade woman is dancing, as if she is carving and polishing; the body has a fragrant fragrance, and the eyes are like spring water; the young man is so smokey that he is almost fragrant...

Zhang Qinghe didn't do anything, just watched Li Pingan enjoying it.

Li Ping'an didn't go out of his way, he just regretfully said something. Although he was a dandy, he knew that when he came to Luanfeng Pavilion today, he could only get a taste of it and stay within the scope of elegant things.

He clapped his hands to stop.

"Several girls are affected. The music is wonderful music from heaven, and the dance is the same as that of Immortal Lingbo. But I would like to ask you to go back to your room to rest. Brother Zhang and I want to talk about something private."

Li Ping'an gave a tip, and several of the waiters stepped back knowingly, with happy faces. They had escaped a disaster today.

You have to know that without the body and reserve, you can't be such a popular and innocent person.

What is not obtained and cannot be obtained is always the best.

Zhang Qinghe felt that Li Pingan was really good at observing words and expressions. Before he could speak, Li Pingan was one step ahead of him to prevent him from becoming the evil person who disturbed Feng Yue.

Zhang Qinghe didn't talk in circles with him and said straight to the point: "A while ago, your father made a deal with me."

"oh……?"

Li Ping'an lowered his expression slightly and thought silently.

He felt strange a while ago that for a man like me, anything he wants to do is impossible. If he said he would cut off contact with Li Ping'an, he would definitely do it.

But Zhang Qinghe was so disrespectful to him. Not only was he okay, but he also left the house openly with the relics of his ancestors, which was really confusing. Looking at it today, he really had other plans.

"On the surface, I agreed to go to Zhen'an to practice this time, and the Zhenyao Prince's Palace will hand over the flowing water of Jucai Xuan to me."

When Zhang Qinghe said this, he looked directly at Li Ping'an, trying to see something in his eyes.

Li Ping'an had no other emotions, but his face was more thoughtful.

"But in fact, I heard that... there is a secret realm left by Brother Li's ancestors in Zhen'an, which contains... the inheritance of Brother Li's ancestors."

Li Ping'an's eyes suddenly widened, veins popped out, and the hand holding the wine glass actually trembled.

Zhang Qinghe looked at him hesitantly, and saw fear in his eyes.

"can not go……"

He grabbed Zhang Qinghe's sleeves.

"Can't go, can't go, can't go..."

"Brother Zhang, you can't go..."

Li Ping'an's eyes were filled with panic and pleading, as if he had heard something shocking.

"Brother Li...Brother Li, calm down!"

Zhang Qinghe tried to inject a pure and peaceful spiritual breath into the Niwan Palace between Li Ping'an's eyebrows, but was squeezed out.

"Huh?"

Zhang Qinghe tried to turn on his spiritual vision, but Li Ping'an still looked like a mortal under his spiritual vision, unchanged and the same as the others just now, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Zhang Qinghe used Lingyuan to explore again, and sure enough, it seemed that someone had built an invisible barrier in Li Ping'an's Niwan Palace, blocking the entry of all external influences.

He carefully separated out a trace of his soul using the star cultivation method, put his hand on Li Ping'an's forehead, and continued to probe towards him who was in panic.

As that ray of soul sank slightly, things outside Li Ping'an Niwan Palace were vaguely revealed.

Countless complicated Taoist texts were seen alternately surging and circulating, forming a large array in Li Ping'an's soul that was completely incomprehensible even with Zhang Qinghe's Taoist attainments.

That article clearly came from the lineage of Prince Yin. Each one has a twisted divinity that resonates with the whispers of the immortal gods. They are distorted and chaotic, but they are locked where they should be by the divine chains of order. They can only be hysterical. Expressing his anger, he seemed to be greatly insulted and kept whining.

"Suppression, defense, ban..."

The Taoist system of this forbidden formation is too complicated. It is difficult for Zhang Qinghe to analyze it through the trace of soul contained in the spirit essence, and he can only identify a few main functions.

Could it be said that Li Ping'an really has a chronic illness and will die if he practices cultivation?

Or... Li Ping'an is not a pure mortal, he has a big secret?

Everyone in this Demon Suppressing Palace is in big trouble!

Li Ping'an was already in a daze.

Unable to stabilize himself with his spiritual breath, Zhang Qinghe had no choice but to transport his spiritual energy into his mouthpiece and shouted loudly——

"Brother Li, wake up!"

Li Ping'an calmed down in a daze, only to realize that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he was in an abyss-like fear that he couldn't extricate himself from.

"Thank you...Thank you, Brother Zhang..."

Li Ping'an murmured, no longer looking like a prodigal son of an aristocratic family.

He collected his emotions for a while, and then dismissed the madam and servants who came to check on the news.

Before leaving, the madam looked at him, sweating profusely and disheveled, and glanced at Zhang Qinghe strangely.

Zhang Qinghe's heart tightened and he felt a little melancholy.

"Please also ask Brother Zhang to expand the spiritual energy for the purpose of silencing, and also spread the spiritual soul around to prevent the wall from having ears."

Li Ping'an seemed to have made a decision. He pursed his lips dryly, filled the glass, and drank it all in one gulp, as if it would take a lot of effort to say the next few words.

"My relationship with Brother Zhang and Brother Wang began with my father's reputation. Everyone thought he didn't allow me to practice, so I hated him, but that's not the case.

Li Tuizhi, or rather Li Tuizhi... is probably not my father anymore.

He thought I didn’t remember, but I remember clearly what happened back then! "

Li Pingan expressed a point of view that would shock anyone who heard it.

"I didn't plan to say more because I thought his next target was me...

But I didn't expect Brother Zhang to enter this game. That's right. You are Tiancheng's Taoist child. How could he not be tempted! "

He took a deep breath and decided to face his past.

"Brother Zhang, don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next..."

Zhang Qinghe: Prince Li, I have received professional training. No matter how scary it is, I will not be afraid!