As early as when Ye Zhiqiu first met the bookworm.

Chang'an City ushered in an old man who seemed ordinary but was actually very special.

The old man got off the carriage outside the south gate of Chang'an City and walked into Chang'an City alone.

After entering the city, the old man walked slowly on the stone path.

Suddenly, as if he felt something, his right foot stiffened slightly the moment he stepped on Suzaku Street, and then he retracted and turned to walk east.

The residents in Chang'an City all saw the old man, but no one noticed his specialness, and they all regarded him as an ordinary old man.

No one knew that at the moment when the old man's right foot was about to be on Suzaku Street, the Suzaku portrait on the stone ground in the distance slowly opened his eyes.

"It's a big formation."

The old man walked slowly in the streets of Dongcheng with his hands behind his back, smiling and thinking to himself.

This old man is the great priest of light who escaped from Xiling, Wei Guangming.

It's just that at this time, he has gathered all his breath and ability, and there is no difference from the ordinary feeling of the old man.

When Wei Guangming entered Chang'an, no one noticed it, Li Qingshan, the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, did not notice it, and Yan Se, the rune master, did not notice it, and the guardian saint who guarded Chang'an was surprised that the Great Array did not notice it.

Far away from Suzaku Street, Wei Guangming lived in this Chang'an City, walked around the Xiongcheng Chang'an every day, listened to small songs, and looked like a local idle old man in Chang'an, without any special.

Until he met Sangsang, the moment he met Sangsang, a certain string in Wei Guangming's heart seemed to be touched, and the little black girl handed him soup was buried deep in his heart.

In the following days, the bright priest who incarnated as an ordinary old man in Chang'an City went in and out of the inn as usual, ate and slept, looked for secluded spots, tasted wine and tea, listened to music and napped, and walked around Lane 47 every day, and then saw Sangsang.

He eats and sleeps to see Sangsang, bursts the stove and drinks tea to see Sangsang, listens to music and naps to see Sangsang, goes to see Sangsang every day, and after hearing the name of the black and thin maid in the old pen house, watching Sangsang has become the most important part of his life.

Until today, Li Qingshan, the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, found him.

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"Xiling sent a letter, saying that you are very strong, and Senior Brother also said that you are very strong, and even said that you may be stronger than the master."

Li Qingshan looked at the bright god Wei Guangming in front of him, who was not like an ordinary person, and said thoughtfully.

Facing the Tang National Teacher, Wei Guangming is naturally no longer an ordinary old man who drinks tea and eats to watch Sangsang, but a great priest of light above the divine throne and under the heavenly dome.

After all, Li Qingshan had been in Chang'an for a long time, and he didn't understand the meaning of Wei Guangming's title above the divine throne and under the heavenly dome.

Therefore, even if his senior brother Master Yan Se dissuaded him, he still came, Li Qingshan thought that even if he was not Wei Guangming's opponent, but under the siege of many people, he could always solve this trouble.

In the end, he succeeded in seeing what true power is, and after reaching a high level of strength, the number of people no longer has any meaning.

Seeing that the surrounding elite crossbowmen, or the Xuanjia army, or the array mages at the south gate of Haotian Dao, all completely collapsed under Wei Guangming's blow, Li Qingshan completely understood

Li Qingshan looked up at the light leaking from the winter clouds, and muttered, "Above the throne, under the heavenly dome......"

"Senior brother, I finally understand what you mean by this......

Just as Li Qingshan looked up at the sky and sighed, he saw a sword light in the sky again, coming straight in the direction of his place.

The speed of that sword light was too fast, and it wasn't until he was close to him that Li Qingshan gradually reacted.

Li Qingshan hurriedly made a defensive posture, staring at the sword light, and after a while, he put down his defensive hand and looked ahead in a daze.

That sword light was Ye Zhiqiu who flew from the sword, it took him a day to rush from the wasteland to Chang'an, as soon as he arrived, Ye Zhiqiu noticed the abnormality here, the heaven and earth vitality fluctuated violently, and it was obvious that someone was fighting a big battle here.

It's just that he was a step late, and he found out about the situation here as soon as he landed, obviously he had already finished his work, and looking at Li Qingshan's lost soul, he was obviously abused by blood.

"I've met Mr. Twelve." Seeing that the other party was Ye Zhiqiu, Li Qingshan was stunned for a while before recovering and saluting Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu's identity Yan Se had told him before, so he knew it.

Ye Zhiqiu replied with a little courtesy, and then asked, "Wei Guangming?" ”

Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu asked, Li Qingshan nodded bitterly.

Sure enough, seeing Li Qingshan nodding, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly guessed that Wei Guangming should have been coming to Chang'an for a while.

"National teacher, you are impulsive." After thinking for a while, he looked at Li Qingshan, who was a little lost, and spoke softly.

"Hey, I originally thought that even if I wasn't his opponent, I should be able to do it if I could contain him, but it turned out that I thought too much." Seeing Ye Zhiqiu say this, Li Qingshan said self-deprecatingly.

"Hehe, you don't know anything about power." Glancing at Li Qingshan with a little pity, Ye Zhiqiu disappeared directly in front of him.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu disappear in front of him silently, Li Qingshan seemed to have guessed something.

"It turns out that even the twelve gentlemen of the academy far surpass me." His self-deprecation intensified.

After leaving there, Ye Zhiqiu did not rush to find Wei Guangming, but ran to the door of the red sleeves.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that as long as Sang Sang was there, Wei Guangming would appear sooner or later.

Ye Zhiqiu also went back to Linxi Lane just now, but when he saw that the door of Lao Bizhai was closed, he knew that Sangsang had gone out, and now he had nothing to do when he went back, so he ran to the red sleeves and beckoned.

Ye Zhiqiu hadn't come to see Jane's family for a long time, so he thought about coming to see Jane's family.

After walking into the Red Sleeve Move, Ye Zhiqiu sensed an interesting thing, Ye Zhiqiu came to the small courtyard behind the Red Sleeve Move with a lewd smile.

Ye Zhiqiu directly pushed open the courtyard door, and saw that in the courtyard, Shui Zhu'er was lying in Master Yan Se's arms, Master Yan Se's hand was still covered in an indescribable place in Shui Zhu'er, and some lit candlesticks were arranged around it.

If Ning Que was here, he would definitely sigh that his master was really good at playing, and even the props were properly prepared.

"Haha, old man Yan, you're pretty good at playing." Ye Zhiqiu laughed and pointed at Yan Se.

The two people in the courtyard didn't expect that someone would suddenly break into the courtyard, and they were shocked.

Shui Zhu'er was even more shy and unbearable, she was already familiar with Ye Zhiqiu, and she regarded him as a younger brother in her heart, but now that he saw this kind of thing on the spot, how could he not be shy, not to mention that there was a lit candlestick next to him, which was easy to misunderstand.

Immediately ashamed, he snatched the door directly, leaving Yan Se alone in the wind.

Rao's Yan Se, who is known for his cheekiness, is now also a little ruddy, and he is really a damn candlestick, which is too easy to misunderstand.

"Haha, it's rare to see you embarrassed to see thick skin." After seeing Shui Zhu'er leave, Ye Zhiqiu sat directly opposite Yan Se.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't believe that your cultivation will not know the function of these candlesticks." After being embarrassed for a while, Yan Se said calmly.

"Look, I don't know anything, I just know that I just saw an old man who is not ashamed of himself playing some new trick." Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer Yan Se's words at all, and still laughed at him.

"Okay, okay, have you laughed enough, it's really true, Mr. Twelve, you have to make fun of my old man." Yan Se said speechlessly.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't laugh too much, and after a while, he sat up.

"I said you kid didn't go out, why did you come back?"