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Sitting in the car back to Hangzhou, Zhang Qingyuan was slightly distracted, thinking that the monster he found yesterday turned out to be a god-like god raised by heaven, the god has a long history in Fusang country, and some cultivators have used the method of raising god-type enhancement, and the god-style god with the power of heaven can completely compete with the cultivators, but cultivating it is also very easy to be counterattacked, which can be regarded as a 'high-risk' cultivation path.

Zhang Qingyuan had heard this thing mentioned by the master before, but he had never seen it, but that thing was indeed a monster, and if he really wanted to run out, he would definitely scare one by one, although Zhang Qingyuan had a way to cure him to death, but he couldn't ignore its ability.

Judging from the energy that Zhang Qingyuan felt from it, this guy was only higher than his cultivation, and even Zhang Qingyuan could feel a burst of fear and chill with the evil aura in his body.

However, Zhang Qingyuan's true qi comes from the true fire of the sun, this kind of thing that is the most yang in heaven and earth, against the cold and evil spirit of the god, it can't help but bow down and surrender obediently.

After subduing Shikishen and leaving a mark in the depths of its soul, Zhang Qingyuan probed the black little knife that did not reflect light under the light to check, but found no clues, but this seems to be a small knife with no blade, but as long as the true qi is injected into it, it is extremely sharp, even if he has already cultivated his cultivation from the skin membrane to the viscera, Zhang Qingyuan can cut his skin with a casual stroke.

Immediately, the blood flowed like an infusion, and if it was not stopped, the wound would heal very slowly.

Even the flesh/body of a cultivator can be harmed, and it heals slowly, it is definitely a treasure sword!

These two harvests made Zhang Qingyuan overjoyed, but these things are outside the body after all, just like heaven killing, the strength is not as good as himself, he can only be killed, and no matter how many treasures he has, he can't protect them.

Therefore, improving one's own cultivation is the right way, and Zhang Qingyuan sees this very clearly.

However, what Zhang Qingyuan didn't know was that at this moment, in Fusang, in a large manor on the outskirts of Rijing City, there was a tense atmosphere.

"Check me, he dared to kill my son of Hikawa Luan, even the most powerful Sunset God in the family has lost induction contact, he is really looking for death!!"

An angry roar resounded throughout the manor!

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Zhang Qingyuan and his entourage kept circling around the winding mountain road, heading down the mountain, at this time, on a tall tree canopy, Feng Ren and Phantom looked at Zhang Qingyuan and their cars, and were stunned for a while.

The two of them looked at each other, and their mouths were dry.

"Shinobi, I'm not mistaken, right? Just those kids ...... Are those second ancestors in the capital? And even Vice Premier Zhou's daughter? Phantom hesitated.

Feng Ren also looked back at the traffic in disbelief, was silent for a while, nodded, and said, "Although I don't want to believe it, it seems to be so." ”

"Looks like we're doing a thankless job this time." After thinking about it, Feng Ren couldn't help but smile bitterly. "It's completely useless."

The beautiful face was blowing with the mountain breeze, and the green silk flew in front of the face, and he gently brushed the hair with his hand, and said, "Xiao Ren, it seems that this Zhang Qingyuan also has a great background." ”

Who is he? How could he know these second ancestors, and these young masters seemed to be very respectful to him, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were afraid. Feng Ren couldn't figure it out, and frowned a little distressedly.

"Forget it, let's talk about this later, we can only see the opportunity." Then, Feng Ren shook his head and said helplessly.

"Phantom, shall we go back?"

Phantom smiled and nodded meekly.

Feng Ren stretched out his hand, and his fingertips instantly shot out a white silk, wrapped around the big tree in the distance, and jumped forward with the illusion, the white silk instantly tensed, and the two of them swung into the distance.

After a while, the two disappeared, and Zhang Qingyuan's traffic also reached the bottom of the mountain.

Leaving this time, Mingyangguan is almost empty, not only Zhang Qingyuan and Zhang Wanqing want to go back to Hangzhou to go to work, go to school, Huang Lao because his body has healed and the crisis has been lifted, so he will go back to Hangzhou together, plus Wang Daozi's master and apprentice, there are eight people in their family. There are also Jiang Hangong and the little nurse Mu Xin, Jiang Hangong's mobile phone is about to be blown up by the hospital, saying that if he doesn't come back, some patients with great prospects will smash the hospital.

As for the other group of people, it was Zhou Ziyan, and the seven little Taoist children of Chengfeng Lao Dao, as soon as he thought of these seven and a half children, Zhang Qingyuan was a little speechless, every time he saw himself, they all cowered as if a mouse had seen a cat, and even more, a kid named Yan Sen blushed every time he saw him, making Zhang Qingyuan wonder if this kid had always been so shy.

Listening to Cheng Feng Lao Dao, these seven boys' families are all in the capital, and the older generation has had a lifelong friendship with him, this time throw these boys who used to be misbehaved in the capital to him, let him polish and polish, now that the summer vacation is over, it is time to go back to school.

I have to say that in the two months that Chengfeng Lao Dao has been here, Zhang Qingyuan has not felt the 'rebelliousness' of these seven boys at all, but has always felt that they are extremely well-behaved and obedient, it seems that this old Taoist priest is also very good at educating Xiao Zhengtai, then he can open a training school, Zhang Qingyuan speculated with evil taste in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Qingyuan's car is still the Land Rover driven by Xiao Zhu, and beside him, Zhou Ziyan and Zhang Wanqing are sitting on the left and right, the two of them look at each other fiercely for a while, and then chat casually with Zhang Qingyuan with a smile, as for the co-pilot's seat, it is Luo Shenghai, the eldest of the seven boys.

Luo Shenghai looked at Zhang Qingyuan surrounded by Shuangmei in the rearview mirror from time to time, and quickly lowered his head from time to time to pretend to look at the scenery in front of him, a little restless, his mouth opened several times, and then closed again, his fists were clenched tightly, and his palms were oozing sweat, there was never a moment when he was so nervous in the face of a person, even if he followed his grandfather to see the number one of the republic, he didn't feel like today.

It's subtle, it's anticipating, it's hesitating.

He suddenly regretted getting into the car, but when he thought of the eyes of the six boys who looked at him, they were full of envy, jealousy, amazement, and shock, and he couldn't help but be proud in his heart.

Brother dare to go to the car where the master and uncle are sitting, do you dare?

I'm afraid I'm going to pee my pants in fear!

Xiao Zhu on the side looked at Luo Shenghai's restless appearance, and snickered in his heart, of course he had experienced this feeling, and not long ago, he could understand Luo Shenghai's mood very well.

"I said, Luo boy, what do you always look at me, do you have flowers on my face?" Of course, Zhang Qingyuan had already discovered Luo Shenghai's discomfort, and couldn't help but smile.

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, Zhang Wanqing and Zhou Ziyan beside him both looked at Luo Shenghai suspiciously.

"Uh...... Uncle Shi, you ...... Can you teach the elderly...... Teach me two hands? Luo Shenghai grunted twice in his throat, and then his heart was crossed, and he stammered back, his face full of longing and adoration.

"Xiao Luozi, can you speak, and you also said that you are an old man, where is Brother Qingyuan old? I can't say anything, and I still want Brother Qingyuan to teach you, it's so stupid! Zhou Ziyan 'giggled' and sneered.

"Uh...... I, I'm sorry, Uncle Shi, I didn't mean that......" Hearing Zhou Ziyan's teasing, Luo Shenghai became even more nervous, and he didn't know what to say, sweating in his head.

"Alright, Yeon-yeon, stop teasing him." Zhang Qingyuan patted Zhou Ziyan's head, and said to Luo Shenghai: "Isn't it enough for the old Taoist priest to teach you, what else do you want me to teach you?" ”

"I, I'm ......" Luo Shenghai's face was red for a while, and he couldn't say why, and his hesitant appearance made Zhou Ziyan and Zhang Wanqing laugh for a while, making Luo Shenghai's handsome face flush.

"Okay, don't embarrass you, since you have called me Uncle Shi for so long, of course I won't be so harsh, and then, this is for you!" As he spoke, Zhang Qingyuan threw Luo Shenghai a booklet, which looked like it was handwritten, but to everyone's surprise, they didn't find out when Zhang Qingyuan had more of this booklet in his hand.

When Luo Shenghai caught the booklet in a panic, Zhang Wanqing and Zhou Ziyan stared at Zhang Qingyuan with bright eyes: "Brother Qingyuan/brother, do you still play tricks?" ”

And Luo Shenghai looked down at the booklet in his hand with a look of surprise and surprise, and the joy on his face just now suddenly turned into a dull face, "Nine...... Yin Zhen ...... Pass through??? ”

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