A moment later, the two were lying on the bed in their small clothes.

Li Qingzhao was lying in Zhang Shang's arms, feeling the fiery body beside him, even if he had fallen into a half-drunk state, he was still a little unspeakably shy. She still thinks back to the invitation she just made, and her cheeks feel like they are on fire.

Oh my God, what the hell did you do?

Zhang Shang hugged Li Qingzhao's delicate body exuding a faint fragrance, and felt the stiff body of the beauty, and his heart was moved, but also a little funny.

Now I know how to be shy.

With Li Qingzhao's temperament, Zhang Shangdu was a little suspicious of how determined the other party was to say such bold words.

He thought of Li Qingzhao's tenderness, his heart became more and more gentle, he stroked the round and smooth shoulders, looked down at the more beautiful face in his arms, and said softly: "Sleep, this is enough, no matter what happens, I will accompany you." Within three months, I will definitely go to Kaifeng to find you. ”

Zhang Shang doesn't want to take advantage of people's danger, especially he is sincere to himself, and he is a woman who once haunted his dreams. He didn't know what trouble Li Qingzhao had encountered, but this did not prevent him from giving the other party a promise, and also a promise to himself.

Although Li Qingzhao was very shy, he was already ready to dedicate himself. At this time, when she heard Zhang Shang's words, she couldn't help but feel a little relaxed and a little disappointed, but more of a warmth, a kind of joy.

She responded lightly, moved the delicate body of nephrite jade, and shrunk in Zhang Shang's arms like a cat.

There was no word all night, and neither of them knew when they would go to sleep.

And when Zhang Shang slowly fell asleep with the beauty in his arms, he didn't know that because of his actions when he resurrected Wang Chongyang, the Quanzhen Sect had now exploded.

Since the resurrection of Chongyang Zhenren, the whole true sect has gone up and down as if it had taken stimulants. Everyone firmly believes that this is a gift from the gods and a new starting point for the Quanzhen Sect.

But after Chongyang Zhenren returned, he didn't say anything, just sat on the top of the mountain without eating or drinking.

Now a day and a night have passed, but it has broken everyone.

Because of the matter of Chongyang Zhenren, the whole Zhenjiao couldn't sleep all night. The platform guarded by the platform with enough seniority to stand on the top of the mountain, and those who are not qualified to go up the mountain can only always pay attention to the changes on the top of the mountain, for fear that something will happen.

At this time, the Quanzhen Sect can be described as a panic.

"You say, what the hell is going on with the ancestor?"

"Hey, what's going on, I'm afraid I can't accept it for a while. After all, even a character like the patriarch will face the miracle of resurrection from the dead, and there will be no difference from ordinary people. ”

"That's right, when I think about that day now, my legs are still a little weak. That Zixiao Ancestor really deserves to be a person among the immortals! ”

"Speaking of which, we can also be regarded as the disciples and grandsons of Zixiao Ancestor, do you say that we have no hope to become immortals in the future."

"Snort, where is it so simple to become an immortal. But this is not good, we can only wait for the Chongyang Patriarch to wake up, and then we can know. ”

"Hey, the patriarch has been sitting for a day and a night, and I don't know when it will get better."

The Taoists gathered in twos and threes to discuss the shocking vision of yesterday and the current situation of Chongyang Zhenren, either excited and uncontrollable, or full of worry.

On the platform at the top of the mountain, several gray-haired Taoists stood guard below.

Each of them is a well-known master in the rivers and lakes, and at least they are also strong martial artists in the innate Gang Qi realm. The person at the head is none other than the Quanzhen Sect, the highest and most powerful generation of grandmasters of the Quanzhen Sect today, except for Wang Chongyang.

At this time, several people frowned, looking at the position of the top of the mountain from time to time, with a faint worry between their eyebrows.

I saw that on the top of the mountain, a thin young Taoist sat cross-legged on the bluestone, his long black hair was restrained by an ebony hairpin, and the wide robe on his body could not enter his body despite the cold wind. Because three inches outside his body, there was a layer of brilliant red light, enveloping his whole person.

The red light mask was faint, but it exuded a terrifying heat. Even the flat bluestone beneath him was scorched black.

"Hey, since sunrise this morning, there has been such a change in Chongyang Zhenren, and now it's almost a day, this."

"What the hell is going on, doesn't it mean that the Chongyang Patriarch's cultivation is lost, why did it become like this?"

"Master is definitely not wrong with his cultivation now, this is the result of Poor Dao's own inspection. It's just that now, hey, Master was able to come back from the dead, which is against the principles of heaven, I hope there won't be any more accidents. Qiu Chuji frowned and sighed helplessly.

"The point is that we can't hide this matter for too long, if the disciples know that Patriarch Chongyang has an accident, things will really get worse." A Taoist shook his head with a wry smile and said helplessly.

Everyone frowned, and one by one there was no way except helplessness.

Now Chongyang Zhenren's every move has a fatal impact on the Quanzhen Sect. Not to mention that the news that Chongyang Zhenren has been enlightened by immortals has spread, attracting the attention of large and small forces in the world, and is regarded by the people of the world as an earth immortal walking in the world.

It is said that this matter will soon reach the ears of the official family, and then the saint will definitely summon Chongyang Zhenren to the audience. If a real person has an accident again at such a time, what awaits the Quanzhen Sect will inevitably be the endless anger of the official family and the spitting of all beings in the world.

"Wait, you see, Chongyang Zhenren's hair, hair." Just when everyone was worried, a suppressed sound of horror suddenly came, making everyone can't help but look sideways at Chongyang Zhenren.

I saw that Chongyang Zhenren's originally black long hair turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally hazy red light mask around him turned into a raging fire, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night sky, as if a raging flame was burning on Zhongnan Mountain.

The terrifying heat wave spread from Wang Chongyang's real person, making the Taoists guarding below only feel as if they were trapped in the desert in the scorching heat season, and they had not drunk water for several days. Their lips were chapped, and their robes were scorched.

Retreat, you must retreat as soon as possible!

In just two breaths, everyone almost confessed to the top of the mountain. They looked at each other in horror, and they no longer dared to linger around Wang Chongyang. Everyone tapped their toes on the ground, and instantly withdrew from the distance of several feet. It wasn't until they withdrew from the distance of more than ten zhang that they felt that the heat in the air was not so unacceptable.

"What's going on!" A Taoist looked at the changes on Wang Chongyang's body and couldn't help but shout in horror.

"Yes, yes. You see if the current hair color of the Chongyang Patriarch is the same as the immortal who appeared in the vision that day. Someone exclaimed, with excitement on his face.

The others were startled at first, and then surprised one after another.

Could it be that the Chongyang Patriarch is about to awaken the wisdom of his previous life!