It turned out to be Lee Jung-deok's voice.

Found someone? Zhang Zhongyang?

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned.

When he left that day, he asked Li Zhengde to pay attention to Zhang Zhongyang's whereabouts, but he just said it casually, and he didn't expect Li Zhengde to really find Zhang Zhongyang.

But I never thought that this Li Zhengde would really make a contribution, and the news would be fed back so quickly.

"Where?" replied Yang Xuan in his heart.

Li Zhengde got Yang Xuan's reply, and the voice of forced joy came: "People are in the Red Mangxing." ”

In the Red Mangxing?

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, is it so coincidental?

"I'll be there soon!" he replied, cutting off contact.

When Yang Xuan came to the Red Mangxing Li family with the black coffin, Li Zhengde had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Yang Xuan falling, he immediately knelt down and bowed.

"Meet the master. ”

Yang Xuan waved his hand to get him up, and asked directly, "Where is the person?"

Li Zhengde didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "There is a Spark City in the south of Hongmang Xingnan, and Lord Zhang Zhongyang is in Spark City, but ......"

Speaking of this, Li Zhengde had a strange look on his face.

"But what?" Yang Xuan asked.

"But Master Zhang is a little strange, it seems to be ......" Li Zhengde paused, as if organizing the language, and then continued: "It seems to be ...... Well...... It's like a different person, in short, it's very strange, I don't dare to send someone close because I am afraid of startling the snake. ”

Yang Xuan was a little strange.

How did you change a person?

"Take me to see it. He thought for a moment and said.

The two set off together, and they didn't bring any more entourage, Li Zhengde led the way in front, leading Yang Xuan to fly directly towards Spark City.

After a while, the Spark City was already in sight, and it was evening, and the stars rose in the city, which was very beautiful, and it must have been named after the Spark City.

Li Zhengde took Yang Xuan and landed outside a village on the edge of the city, and said, "Master, the person is inside." ”

Yang Xuan's divine thoughts had already dispersed and found the target.

Zhang Zhongyang, who was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, still looked like he was in charge of the world at this time, he was old, his body was leaning, and he walked tremblingly, looking like a dying wood.

In fact, Zhang Zhongyang is probably really about to enter the ground, because there is no power left in his body.

"How did you find out he's here?" Yang Xuan asked, his eyes flickering.

Li Zhengde hurriedly said: "It's also a coincidence, I have a lot of industries in Spark City, and Lord Zhang once went to the industry under my name to buy food, and was recognized by the spies and reported me." ”

Yang Xuan nodded and said, "Very good, you go back first." ”

After being praised by Yang Xuan, Li Zhengde was extremely happy, and retreated after giving a salute.

The courtyard where Zhang Zhongyang is located is very ordinary, and the dilapidated door is full of the vicissitudes of time, and it looks like it has been a few years.

Yang Xuan stepped forward and gently knocked on the iron ring on the door, and the dilapidated wooden door made a knocking sound.

Someone in the courtyard replied, "Who?"

"Old man!" Yang Xuan responded.

Footsteps sounded, and after a while, the wooden door opened, revealing half of his face with a wrinkled face.

When he saw Yang Xuan standing at the door, Zhang Zhongyang was stunned at first, and then turned into a wry smile on his face.

"Sure enough, it's an old man!" he smiled bitterly, and then opened the door: "Emperor Tianxuan came to the cold house, and he missed the welcome, and he hoped to forgive his sins." ”

Yang Xuan was not polite, and only after he entered the courtyard and then into the dilapidated house did he sit down.

After Zhang Zhongyang brought him a bowl of water, he asked, "How does the emperor know that I am here?"

Yang Xuan didn't reply to his question, picked up the bowl and drank it dry, and was silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "Why?"

Zhang Zhongyang sighed, his expression gloomy: "I'm already a wasted person, just survive here." ”

Yang Xuan looked at him and asked for a while, "Who did it?"

Zhang Zhongyang sighed and changed the topic: "How much does the emperor know about the past ten thousand years ago?"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't know very much." ”

Zhang Zhongyang took a deep breath and began to narrate.

What he said was basically the same as what Fang Rongxuan said, and there was not much difference, but Yang Xuan still listened patiently to it again.

After finishing the narration, Zhang Zhongyang looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Emperor Tianxuan must be very curious, why is there nothing left of the old man's cultivation of the three emperors now, and why did the old man come here and live the life of an old peasant?"

Yang Xuan nodded, he was indeed very curious about this.

Zhang Zhongyang sighed again: "The so-called good and evil are rewarded, this is the retribution of the old man, and I can't complain about others, ten thousand years ago, the old man and Fang Rongxuan designed to harm Emperor Qingyao, at that time, the old man knew that there was such a day, but he didn't think that it had dragged on for so long." ”

Yang Xuan heard something strange from his words, but he didn't ask, just waited for the following.

Zhang Zhongyang smiled bitterly and said: "The Great Emperor guesses, who abolished my self-cultivation?"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Who?"

Zhang Zhongyang smiled bitterly: "In the past ten thousand years, there have been enemies with me, but there are two people, one is the Emperor Qingyao and the other is the Emperor Yuanxi, the answer is already obvious." ”

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, and he said word by word: "You mean, it was Chen Yuanxi who abolished your cultivation and threw you here?"

Zhang Zhongyang nodded slowly: "Yes, it is Chen Yuanxi." ”

Yang Xuan was silent, and only after a while did he say slowly: "You mean, Chen Yuanxi is not dead?"

Zhang Zhongyang nodded: "After the emperor left that day, Chen Yuanxi appeared to abolish me for cultivation, and threw me in the Red Mangxing, leaving me to fend for myself, at that time, I knew that Chen Yuanxi was not dead." ”

Yang Xuan was suspicious and asked, "If Chen Yuanxi didn't die and knew the cause and effect, why didn't he kill you directly?"

"I guess I want to experience despair. Zhang Zhongyang looked lonely and muttered.

The look of doubt in Yang Xuan's eyes was even stronger, and he asked: "You have the power of the Three Emperors, and Chen Yuanxi is only the power of the First Emperor, how can you be abolished and cultivated?"

Zhang Zhongyang smiled bitterly: "What about the power of the Three Emperors?

Yang Xuan was shocked and said, "You mean that Chen Yuanxi has become a saint?"

Zhang Zhongyang nodded and said: "Yes, Chen Yuanxi has endured for ten thousand years, deceived everyone, and finally became holy. ”

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed, and he said after a while: "But, what is this for?"

"I didn't understand the joints before, but recently, I figured it out, Chen Yuanxi has endured it for thousands of years, and he has hidden it, but there are only two of them. ”

"Which two?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Naturally, he is the lord of the imperial court and the evil god. Zhang Zhongyang said.

Yang Xuan immediately understood.

If Chen Yuanxi hadn't endured so much for ten thousand years, I am afraid that when he was not sanctified, he would be discovered and killed by the evil god messenger who incarnated as the lord of the imperial court, and naturally he would not be holy.

"So, Chen Yuanxi has always known that it was you who attacked Emperor Qingyao ten thousand years ago, and you blamed him?" Yang Xuan asked again.

"Hmm!" Zhang Zhongyang nodded and sighed: "He has always known, and he has always known." ”

"It's still not right!" Yang Xuan stared at Zhang Zhongyang and said coldly: "If Chen Yuanxi knew that it was you ten thousand years ago, why was it just aimed at you, but Fang Rongxuan was still staying in the imperial court?"

Zhang Zhongyang was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Yang Xuan, and said with wide eyes in surprise: "When did the Great Emperor see Fang Rongxuan?"

"Not so long ago. Yang Xuan said.

Zhang Zhongyang shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and took out a square box from the cabinet behind him.

"Emperor, Fang Rongxuan is here, and he has long been turned into ashes. ”

Syllable!

Yang Xuan slapped the table, and Huo Ran stood up, his eyes shining with a cold light.