The indescribable Taoist Lord

"But...if I take over this sign, where will Brother Zhang go? Zhen'an?

Apart from anything else, with Brother Zhang here, I have a better choice, and naturally I will not be given the chance to swallow up Chang'an School. "

No one else could have imagined how these two saints, who were described as Chuba students, could now "swallow" Chang'an School with open mouths. They did not consider the feasibility at all. Looking at this battle, it was clear that they Taihaotian is looking at what he has in his pocket - he has the same virtue as the ancestors of the Li family in Xiaoxuantian.

Still a big picture.

"Yeah, I'm probably leaving."

Zhang Qinghe chewed up the candied haws in his hand and bit off the last hawthorn wrapped in syrup from the bamboo stick. He put the stick away without any stains on his clean hands.

But when he heard Wang Zhixin's words, he paused for a moment, thought about it, and responded.

"Let's go? Where are we going?" Wang Zhixin asked quickly. Although it was difficult to show it on his face, he still felt a slight sense of emptiness in his heart.

Zhang Qinghe usually taught him the truth step by step, or how to deal with things in Chang'an School, but now that Zhang Qinghe said he was leaving, even though Yu Ling was summoned, he always felt that this so-called departure might not be as good as Zhang Qinghe's. Qinghe's words were so understated.

"A place where no one can find me."

Zhang Qinghe picked out what he could say and gave Wang Zhixin a comforting look.

"Brother Wang, don't worry. Although Qinghe's future is foggy, we can already see its outline clearly.

Zhongtian was just a big empty dream. Maybe when Brother Wang woke up, Qinghe appeared in front of Brother Wang.

I just hope that after Brother Wang takes over Confucianism, he will never forget his original intention. If there is any remaining strength, then the light will be greater than that of Xian Tang Shenxia. If there is no remaining strength, then Wanwang will protect himself. "

The more Zhang Qinghe talked about it, the less interesting it became. Why did it feel like he was explaining the funeral arrangements? He quickly stopped talking and looked at Wang Zhixin quietly to see if he had anything else to ask.

"In that case, how do you leave? And how do you know you have to leave?"

Wang Zhixin was really confused. Zhang Qinghe was so vague that even with his understanding, he couldn't figure out anything.

"Oh, this. Regarding the matter of carrying the Yinshan Mountain in Tahotian, I have found a few companies to cooperate before, and they revealed the matter of leaving intentionally or unintentionally. Not only that, I am afraid that I have to leave. If you stay, there will be big problems.

As for how to go... let's see, I don't know. "

It sounds like Zhang Qinghe is also acting confused, but he is not at all confused about the way forward. It seems that... after coming out of the palace, he sees things from a very different perspective.

Wang Zhixin was a smart man. Knowing this, Zhang Qinghe did not intend to go into details. He happened to think of something because of this matter, so he stopped curious to explore.

Zhang Qinghe sighed - it was really not easy for the iron-headed boy to stop his curiosity. It seemed that Wang Zhi's heart had changed a little in these days.

"I feel most at ease with you, but sometimes I lack a little respect for the things in the sky.

Is this good? This is not good...at least not right now. "

"The attachment knows it."

Wang Zhixin bowed his body and lowered his eyebrows in response. Even they themselves didn't know it. Unknowingly, the relationship between the two of them had undergone a subtle change that did not need to be concealed.

After the two of them talked carefully, they finally walked into the side hall. Everyone had been waiting there for a long time, but when they saw the layout and pomp inside, Zhang Qinghe felt a little dumbfounded——

"Hey! Brothers, are you... just eating it directly in the club?"

Zhang Qinghe was a little surprised when he came in - everything in this hall was fine. Even the banquet had been set up and everyone was sitting on the floor without being formal. A table full of delicacies was placed in an orderly manner, and there were more silk drapes around. Jin's palace maid.

Just looking at the food, it's not far different from the last time I had it in Jinluan Hall.

"It's up to us to make our own decisions." Duanmu Ci and Zeng Zhenyan Yuan stood up to apologize.

"Brother Zhang, don't blame them. I told Brother Zhang before in Zhen'an that Yan Shui's cooks are all from the royal kitchen in the palace and are very good at cooking spiritual dishes. But Brother Zhang was a very busy man during those ten days. I have never been to Gu Na Inn once, so today I borrowed the hall of the Confucian Society and went to Zhen'an, as if a table of dust-washing banquets were laid out, and those who studied peacefully in the Society, as if they were drinking Had a celebratory drink.

Good wine paired with good food is really a beautiful thing. I guess Brother Zhang won’t blame me for taking over the guest spot, right? "

Li Yan held his hand far away from Zhang Qinghe. He had already figured out Zhang Qinghe's temperament and knew that he was informal.

What's more, in the current world of delicious food, even rigid people would not be able to brush off the kindness of Prince Xian Tang.

"Hey, what's the point? The Confucian Society is just a place for everyone to gather together, not Qinghe's courtyard.

Besides, even if it's Qinghe's Peach Blossom Courtyard, if Brother Li brings food, he will naturally be swept away.

But there is still something to blame..."

Zhang Qinghe didn't actually react at all, just enjoying the lingering fragrance of the food and wine. As for the Li family, the sage can serve wine in the Jinluan Palace, but the prince can't host a banquet in the Confucian Society?

"Oh?" Everyone pricked up their ears.

"You guys... Ping An has been coming to the club frequently recently. Why don't you pick him up?"

"Hahahahahahaha, brother Zhang, don't worry, we will send someone to pick up the prince right now." Li Yan said loudly, but he was relaxed.

"Oh...the quality of these spiritual materials is quite high."

Zhang Qinghe did a rough scan. Although he had swallowed a lot of elixirs, it was extremely rare for the whole table to reach this level.

After all, the Ling Feast is just for food, compared to pills, the improvement in cultivation level is actually secondary.

"Thanks to Brother Zhang." Li Yan introduced these rare gadgets one by one. They were all produced by Zhen'an, and the teasing look in his eyes did not diminish.

"Brother Zhang, you are too late. Brother Duanmu's treasured wine will soon be at its bottom!"

Meng Qianchen watched Wang Zhixin and Zhang Qinghe sit down together with a smile. Pointing to the wine, Liu Dongmei's cold face also showed joy.

“It is indeed a good wine!”

Zhang Qinghe sniffed the old fragrance, and the overflowing spiritual energy made everyone in the room move faster.

As soon as he finished speaking, Duanmu Ci stirred up the wine with his spiritual energy, and a flow of water that looked like a fish and dragon dancing, exuding a strange fragrance, slowly fell into Zhang Qinghe's cup.

"The spiritual essence is so condensed, it seems that Brother Duanmu has also broken into the Dharma!"

Zhang Qinghe admired this delicate control.

"I don't think Brother Zhang said that." Duanmu Ci smiled, but since he embarked on the path of Confucianism, his cultivation has indeed improved at an alarming rate.

Everyone also congratulated one after another, and the guests and hosts had a great time.

Zhang Qinghe picked up the wine, stood up slowly, and looked at everyone present——

Most of these people are friends who are attracted by his temperament.

Even though there were some geniuses who got acquainted with each other because of their interests, the final decision to have a relationship with them was still based on their conduct and magnanimity.