Wu saw Shi Niang's fierce side, but he still persuaded bitterly: "Shi Niang, Master told that this matter must be revenged, you go to Xing Shi to ask for guilt, in case there is a lot of trouble, it will not be good." ”

Lan Yu suddenly stopped, his expression changed, and he said in his heart: "Although the old man is dead, he still has a lot of supporters in the Martial Sect, and the Great Elder is his former confidant, if my hard-working son really didn't die, wouldn't it be a big disaster for them to know?"

Lan Yu's heart was awe-struck, he turned to stare at Wu and asked, "Where is Tang Zheng?"

"It's still in the capital for the time being. ”

"Immediately, take me to him at once. Lan Yu ordered impatiently.

Wu asked worriedly: "Master, could it be that Tang Zheng is your son?"

Lan Yu bit his lip, hesitated, and said, "I don't know, but since he has that jade pendant on him, then I must go and find out." ”

Wu's mood became extremely complicated, although she had already guessed this outcome, but when it was really about to be determined, she couldn't be sure whether this matter was good or bad.

Wouldn't it be a great irony to ask if the Martial Sect had always taken it as his mission to hunt cultivators, and in the end, the son of the Sect Master of the Martial Sect was also a cultivator.

Of course, Wu couldn't bear to see Wu Zong's reputation damaged and his master's reputation ruined.

But she couldn't wait to figure out the reason, if Tang Zheng was really the son of the master and the mother, wouldn't that family reunion be the happiest thing in the world.

Wu is an orphan, although she was raised by her master and mother since she was a child, but after all, she has no real parents of her own, and she occasionally desperately wants her biological parents to be by her side.

So, weighing the pros and cons, she leaned towards reuniting the family.

"Master, what if Tang Zheng is really the child of you and Master, then what should I do? is he a cultivator?" Wu asked tentatively.

"Hmph, what about cultivators? That's how the old man concluded that my child couldn't practice martial arts, but he was a genius who cultivated spells, so he couldn't tolerate an infant child, and now whoever dares to hurt my child, I sacrificed my life to fight him to the end. "The blue language is violent.

Looking at the resolute blue language, Wu couldn't help but be a little envious of Tang Zheng, if he was really the master's child, then he had a mother like Shiniang, he was really the happiest child in the world.

However, when Wu heard that the old sect master had concluded that the baby in the swaddling clothes was a genius who cultivated spells, he was even more convinced that Tang Zheng was the baby back then, because he was a genius cultivator.

The two of them did not stop and immediately set off for the capital.

At this moment, Tang Zheng was already sitting in the living room of the Yan family, several important figures of the Yan family had gathered together, and the medicine king was also on the side.

Fang Cai Yan Potian even greeted him at the gate in person, and the number of etiquette was so high that it was rare.

The guest and the host sat down, Tang Zheng first thanked Yan Liuyun for his generous gift at the auction, Yan Potian hurriedly said that he was not welcome, but in fact, the Yan family took advantage.

The price of two life-sustaining pills is so much cheaper than that of other families, and that is a big advantage.

Yan Potian looked at Tang Zheng with kind eyes, and sighed: "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, I worshipped you as a teacher in the Medicine King before, it's really shocking that my old heart is about to go into sudden arrest." ”

Tang Zheng smiled and said, "Old Yan is serious. ”

"This time you provoked the Dragon Group, Xing Feng is a villain who will be revenged, you have to be careful. Yan Potian reminded.

Seeing that he and Wu Du were so cautious about this matter, Tang Zheng didn't dare to take it lightly, and nodded yes.

Yan Potian didn't expect to completely win over Tang Zheng in just a few days, this was a subtle and long-term process, so he was not in a hurry, chatted with Tang Zheng for a while, and then left.

The Medicine King and Yan Qishan followed him out of the hall together, so only Yan Qingyi and Yan Liuyun were left in the hall.

Yan Qingyi glanced at Yan Liuyun, Yan Liuyun also found an excuse to leave, and only Tang Zheng and Yan Qingyi were left in the hall.

Suddenly, Tang Zheng's expression became strange, what kind of medicine is sold in this Yan family's gourd, is this a beauty trick for him?

But Shi Meiren's plan doesn't need to let a Taoist aunt come, right?

Tang Zheng couldn't cry or laugh, and when he saw Yan Qingyi getting up and walking towards him, he didn't move, staring at her directly.

There is no doubt that Yan Qingyi is indeed a beauty, and it is a kind of dusty beauty that does not stain the smell of fireworks in the world, which makes people not have the slightest dirty thoughts.

"Can you come with me for a walk?" Zhu Qingyi's lips opened lightly, Yan Qingyi's voice was very light and light, and it didn't seem to smell of fireworks.

The beauty invited, but if Tang Zheng refused mercilessly, it was really unreasonable, so he nodded and stood up.

Yan Qingyi didn't have any extra words, and walked straight to the door, Tang Zheng followed step by step, one step behind, looking at her back, he suddenly became very interested in this eldest lady of the Yan family.

She is the identity that others dream of, but she doesn't cherish it at all, let alone do those things of the rich second generation, but instead quit the red dust and became a monk.

I have to say that she is an outlier, for this kind of unusual person, of course Tang Zheng will have a desire for knowledge.

Yan Qingyi's steps are very slow, but every step is like being measured with a ruler, no more, no less, no difference.

Passing through the winding corridors and through a small doorway, the scene suddenly opens up to the sight of steep cliffs and snow-white clouds.

This is the beautiful scenery of Longxiang Mountain, and the Yan family occupies this piece of feng shui treasure, which is really enviable.

Not far from the cliff, there is a small Taoist temple, this Taoist temple of blue bricks and black tiles is hidden in the woods, standing next to the cliff, adding a touch of tranquility to this mountain forest.

"Is that the Taoist temple you practice?" Tang Zheng asked curiously.

Yan Qingyi glanced at it and nodded slightly.

"It doesn't quite match who you are. Tang Zheng quipped, as Yan Qingyi, even if he was a monk and cultivated, he couldn't be in such a shabby little Taoist temple.

"It's just a work of shelter, as long as there is a way in the heart, what is the difference between the big and small things outside the body?" Yan Qingyi said lightly.

"Hehe, he is really a monk, and his knowledge is indeed not ordinary for ordinary people like us. ”

"Layman, you may not be too humble, you are a cultivator, how many cultivators are there in this world, you must know better than me, and you will understand better that your identity is not simple, how can you be a layman?"

"But no one said that cultivators are not laymen, they are haunted by mundane things, and they don't see through the red dust like you, so what is it if they are not laymen?"

Yan Qingyi looked at the clouds in the distance, and said: "I haven't seen through the red dust, the cultivator cultivates the avenue in his heart, he doesn't need to see through the red dust, he can see through the qiē, so how can he cultivate the Tao." This is the avenue of the world, which is closely related to this red dust, and only by having insight into the red dust can we truly cultivate the avenue. ”

"Oh?"

Tang Zheng exclaimed in surprise, this was beyond Tang Zheng's expectations, and it seemed to have a deep meaning.

"There are thousands of ways in the world, and everyone has their own way, and everyone's way is completely different, but many people's way is too vulgar, and they may not be able to understand what their way is after spending their whole life. Dare I ask what is your word?"

"My way?" Tang Zheng frowned, he had never thought about this question, he had gone through ups and downs along the way, but did he have a way?

Tang Zheng really didn't know the answer.

"You don't know?"

Tang Zheng nodded truthfully: "I'm just a layman, I really don't like to ponder these complicated and profound things." ”

"No, it's just that your Tao has not yet been revealed, and when you continue step by step in the future, you will eventually comprehend your Tao, and at that time, your achievements and your cultivation will go to a higher level. ”

Tang Zheng smiled stupidly: "Then I will borrow your auspicious words, but you brought me here on a special trip, it's not just a matter of talking, right?"

Yan Qingyi retracted her gaze from afar, and then stared at Tang Zheng intently, looking at each other, Tang Zheng found that her gaze was profound, and there was a realm of desirelessness and rigidity, which made people involuntarily fall into her eyes.

"Do you believe in fate?" Yan Qingyi asked.

"Fate?" Tang Zheng shook his head blankly, "I don't know, but I know one thing, I believe in myself, I believe in my own destiny with my own strength." ”

"Looks like you're confident. ”

"Sort of. "Tang Zheng believed that his hard work could be exchanged for higher grades when he was a child, and now he believes that hard cultivation can increase his cultivation, so as to improve his strength and control his own destiny.

"Everyone has their own destiny, and you are the same, since there is a destiny, it means that it is arranged by the Heavenly Dao in the underworld, then there are traces to follow, and even know in advance. ”

Tang Zheng smiled dumbly and said: "Your rhetoric is exactly the same as that of the fortune teller on the street, I believe that if you go to fortune telling, business will definitely be good." ”

Yan Qingyi didn't hear it, and continued to himself: "An unpredictable prophet is to know a person's fate in advance. ”

"Oh, is there anyone in the world who has this ability?" Tang Zheng asked casually.

Yan Qingyi nodded solemnly.

Tang Zheng was stunned, she just asked casually, why did she nod so surely?

"Do you want to know your fate?" Yan Qingyi asked.

"Hehe, do you really want to be a fortune teller?" Tang Zheng smiled dumbly.

"Please answer me. Yan Qingyi is still strict.

Seeing that she didn't look like she was joking, Tang Zheng's smile gradually converged, and he looked at her suspiciously.

If she wasn't Yan Qingyi, Tang Zheng would definitely think that he had met a god stick who was pretending to be a ghost, and immediately turned around and left.

Since she is not joking, then she is so sure that there is such an unknown prophet, it means that she knows this person, or...... She is this person!

Tang Zheng was taken aback by his own inference, although he was a cultivator and knew magical spells, he never thought that he could predict the prophet, because that kind of ability was too rebellious.

Now that we have this opportunity to know our fate, what should we do?