Wanghai Chamber of Commerce, Chengnan Branch.

Since the monks of the Shangqing Palace moved in, the Chengnan branch stopped business.

However, there was no complaint from the top and bottom of the Chengnan Branch, and they all respected these masters of the Shangqing Palace.

After all, Shangqing Palace is one of the three holy places in Tianyun.

In terms of heritage, the three major sects of Shangqing Palace, Haoshan Sword Sect and Cangli Sect all have a heritage of more than 3,000 years, which is older than Wanghai City, and it is not surprising that Shangqing Palace can get this respect from the Wanghai Chamber of Commerce.

When Shen Qing, who was dressed in green clothes, walked through the corridor, he felt a lot of respectful eyes,

So he loves to go down the mountain.

Only at this time did he feel proud from the bottom of his heart that he was a disciple of the Shangqing Palace.

On weekdays, there are too many demons on the mountain, and there are many disciples in the same sect, and cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you slack off, you will fall behind.

Especially that one, who is slightly younger than himself, but a generation higher than himself, even if he cultivates, it is difficult to match.

Being a disciple of the Shangqing Palace is too tiring.

To be a leading disciple of the Shangqing Palace, it is even more tiring.

Of course, no matter how bad it is, Shen Qing will not be compared to Su Zhuo's squirrel.

He is now in the middle realm of Lingqiao, and Su Zhuo is still in the artistic conception, which is too bad in comparison.

Su Zhuo is really comfortable, he doesn't have to worry about who surpasses him when, and he doesn't have to worry about whether the perception of the exercises is deviated, he just needs to focus on the side path of painting.

However, Shen Qing was not envious at all.

A poor man.

Shen Qing pushed open the door and looked at everyone in the room.

The young disciples present, plus him, there were five, all of whom possessed the cultivation of the Spirit Bridge Realm.

Shen Qing's gaze finally rested on the two monks sitting on the main seat, his eyes showed respect, and he saluted: "I have seen two senior uncles. ”

The aura of these two people is not aroused, and just sitting there makes people can't help but be in awe. The man's name is Zhao Ting, he is the hall master of the Yulan Hall of the Shangqing Palace, and he has been in the Knowing God Realm as early as twenty years ago, although he has not seen his action over the years, but it makes people feel more and more unfathomable.

Another woman with good looks and full of fairy spirit is Li Xuetang, who also has a lot of status in the Shangqing Palace, and her reputation is not weaker than Zhao Ting.

They are a Taoist couple.

The voice fell, but there was no response, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little solemn.

Shen Qing felt a little uneasy, couldn't help but raise his eyes and blink, and said, "I'm late?"

One of the white-clothed female disciples who looked quite similar to Shen Qing snorted and said, "Senior brother, you came just right. ”

This female disciple is also called Shen Tilt, but it is not the clear of Qing Shui, but the tilt of the umbrella cover.

She and Shen Qing are twin brothers and sisters who entered the Shangqing Palace together, the two belong to the same lineage, Shen Qing spoils his sister quite a lot on weekdays, and every time he goes down the mountain to return to the sect, he will bring Shen Tian's favorite candied fruit.

"Now that everyone has arrived. ”

Zhao Ting's expression was calm, and he looked around, and finally his gaze fell on a young monk with a long body and long hair in a shawl.

If you look closely, you will find that there are two pupils in the eyes of this young disciple with a detached temperament, although the gaze is calm, it gives people a different kind of weirdness.

This is the double pupil that the world calls the appearance of a saint.

Zhao Ting slowly spoke: "The Wanghai Banquet is just around the corner, are you going to go?"

The young disciples all looked at the heavy pupil with long hair and a shawl.

He was originally an orphan brought back by the ancestors of the sect fourteen years ago, and was given the name Li Xu, and now he is twenty-one years old, and he is already at the peak of the Lingqiao Realm, and he is only one step away from the Void Realm.

He is one of the most famous demons in the Shangqing Palace.

Among the young disciples who came to Wanghai City this time, Li Xu, who had the most unfathomable strength, was the leader.

Li Xu bowed respectfully and said softly: "Back to Uncle Zhao's words, the disciple is determined to climb the city to watch the sea tide, and he doesn't want to disturb his mood because of miscellaneous matters. ”

The other disciples all nodded when they heard this.

Zhao Ting glanced at Li Ruoxu deeply, he was not surprised by such a result, it was normal for the disciples of the Shangqing Palace to be arrogant, he was not against such arrogance.

What's more, knowing how to make trade-offs is itself a secret road.

However, he didn't like this famous heavy pupil disciple very much.

The Shangqing Palace is not as clear as water, and there is no lack of secret fighting between each other, and this amazing disciple is not a person who is all the way with him.

What's more, Li Xu's eyes made him a little uncomfortable.

As if sensing something, Li Xuan lowered his eyebrows and became more and more respectful.

Zhao Ting said flatly: "Since your thoughts are on the stinging tide, you will all take care of it during this time, and don't worry about the rights and wrongs." ”

The disciples said yes one after another.

Suddenly, a disciple seemed to remember something, and said with a strange expression, "Have we forgotten anyone?"

Everyone was stunned, and then they remembered that the people from Shangqing Palace who came to Wanghai City this time were not seven but eight.

They do ignore one person.

Such a ridiculous thing should not have happened, but since it was that person, it was understandable that it was forgotten.

After all, most people in the Shangqing Palace did not regard him as a disciple of the Shangqing Palace from the bottom of their hearts.

Only regard him as a person of the Yonghui Dynasty.

It's a pity that Yonghui's side doesn't seem to approve of him so much.

Therefore, no matter which side you are, you don't want to see him.

Shen Qing sneered: "If he wants to go, he can go, if he doesn't want to go, he just goes, and there is no need to ask him what he means." ”

Zhao Ting shook his head slightly and said, "To outsiders, he is our disciple of the Shangqing Palace. If he went to the Wanghai Banquet, he would represent the Shangqing Palace. If he makes any fools at the Wanghai banquet, he will not be the only one who will lose face at that time. ”

Shen Qing's expression was solemn, and he lowered his head and said, "Uncle Zhao taught me a lesson." ”

He looked at Zhao Ting's face carefully, hesitated, and said, "Why don't I go to the Wanghai banquet tomorrow, if he really goes, I can also watch him, so as not to make a mistake." ”

Shen Tian glanced at his brother, "Senior brother, if you go, wouldn't it be ......?"

Shen Qingdao said: "Don't worry, I will go quietly, and I will not go to the Wanghai banquet on behalf of the Shangqing Palace." ”

Zhao Ting thought about it for a while, and said softly: "That's it." ”

Li Xu suddenly asked, "By the way, will Uncle Xiao come this time?"

As soon as the three words of Uncle Xiao came out, all the disciples present showed expressions of admiration and awe.

If this one is added, the monks of the Shangqing Palace who came to Wanghai City this time will be nine.

Zhao Ting frowned slightly.

Noticing the inquiring eyes of everyone, he settled down and said, "Your little uncle doesn't know when he will get out of the customs, I hope he can catch up." ”

Li Xuetang said: "If you want to come to the customs this time, I'm afraid it's already ......."

Zhao Ting shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be so fast...... But if it's her, I'm not sure. ”

Speaking of the end, he also sighed with some emotion.

All the words and phrases used to describe genius are too pale and weak on this little uncle in the disciple's mouth.

There are talented people in the country, but such a cultivator is rare in a thousand years.

The contemporary Ding Jia of Yushan Academy once praised this little uncle in person.

Danqing is difficult to describe the national color, and a sword breaks the box to walk on the mountains and rivers.

......

......

There are only two days left before the Wanghai Banquet, and Zhang Xingyuan can't help but look forward to it.

This Wanghai Banquet has gathered a lot of leaders because it coincides with this dragon tide, and it is worth it just to see these people competing in the Wanghai Banquet.

In the past few days, Su Zhuoan has divided a lot, and he has not painted for the beauties in the city, but just reads idle books in the house, and occasionally teases the flowers and birds outside the window.

However, no matter what this young marquis does, he just hasn't seen when he has cultivated.

Zhang Xingyuan, who had just finished meditating and pranayama, saw Su Zhuo standing in front of the window teasing Huang Li, and couldn't help asking, "Young Marquis, are you going to go to the Wanghai Banquet?"

Su Zhuo seemed to have a very attractive temperament on his body, and Huang Li, who had always been afraid of life, stopped on his fingers and slowly combed his feathers, "Such an interesting thing, why don't you go, besides, being idle is also idle." ”

Zhang Xingyuan has investigated Su Zhuo's cultivation, and it is probably between the upper realm and the peak, and the line has not changed.

He had already determined that this young marquis had come from afar, and he really just came to see the excitement.

It seems that Su Zhuo is already broken, otherwise why waste a lot of time?

If Su Zhuo was a scholar of Yushan Academy, but he was a disciple of Shangqing Palace, then he should devote himself to the Tao.

It stands to reason that he is just an entourage, and besides, everyone has their own way of living, so it is difficult for him to say anything about it.

However, thinking of the relationship between the two these days, Zhang Xingyuan still sighed and said: "Young Marquis, I thought that you came to Wanghai City on this trip to prove yourself to the imperial court or the Shangqing Palace, it seems that I was wrong." ”

Su Zhuo shook his head and said, "I am who I am, and I don't need to prove anything." ”

Zhang Xingyuan looked at his handsome and extraordinary side face and said, "With all due respect, isn't it a shame that you, as the only son of the eldest princess, have done nothing all your life?"

When people talk about the eldest princess, there is a complicated mood, many people think that the eldest princess is very irrational to give up the great country, and some people even say that she is "want a man not a country".

But there is no one who does not admire the talent of the eldest princess, whether it is governing the country or cultivating the Tao.

Su Zhuo paused slightly, and said, "Do you really have to cultivate for a long time?"

Zhang Xingyuan sighed and stopped talking.

Even he also thinks that poetry and painting are just a sideline, unless he can use this to enter Yushan Academy.

Su Zhuo, who was already Su Zhuo of the Shangqing Palace, obviously could no longer enter the academy.

Su Zhuo fell silent and looked out the window.

He thought of the eldest princess, the mother who had died shortly after giving birth to him, and although he couldn't even remember what this person looked like, it didn't prevent him from thinking about this person.

He really didn't want this man to suffer any more criticism for his sake.

And he also promised someone in the Shangqing Palace that this time he would climb to the east of Wanghai City and watch the dragon tide at a glance.

That's exactly what he came for.

......

......

Zhang Xingyuan saw that Su Zhuo was deep in thought, so he left first.

When he came back in the evening, he took a look and found that Su Zhuo was still just tinkering with pen and ink, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

He's not a nosyman, but he feels a little pity.

Su Zhuo's talent in painting skills is very unusual, which can be seen in a place like Wanghai City, but he thinks that if Su Zhuo puts these thoughts on cultivation, no matter how bad it is, he should break through to the realm of Ru Nian.

But everyone has their own ambitions, and he can't manage it, and he can't manage it.

Following.

There is only one day left before the Wanghai Banquet.

Zhang Xingyuan woke up before dawn, and after feeling the world, he went out to buy a pot of green plum wine.

He drank a little wine and made his way back to the inn.

When I walked into the room, I saw Su Zhuo standing in front of the desk, his eyes slightly closed, and the desk was covered with rice paper.

Zhang Xingyuan sighed secretly, thinking that probably this young marquis is also in a complicated mood now.

After all, he had wasted too much time before, and now even if he woke up and wanted to catch up, he was afraid that he could only follow the ashes of those heavenly leaders, and it was inevitable that he would feel at a loss now.

He took a step forward, and was about to raise the flask to moisten it, but as if he had suddenly discovered something, the whole person was stunned.

Smack.

The flask fell to the ground and shattered, spilling out of the juice.

He found that Su Zhuo's qi seemed to be stronger, and when he subconsciously investigated, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He muttered in his mouth, "How is this possible. ”

yes, how is that possible.

Overnight, it went straight from the artistic conception to the state of thought.

If other people want to break through Ru Nian, they don't all have to retreat for ten days and half a month in one go, but he is fine, as simple as eating and drinking.

Su Zhuo heard the movement, turned his head and saw the wine syrup flowing all over the ground, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said to himself, "What a waste." ”

Zhang Xingyuan's throat was a little dry, and he asked, "Young Marquis...... Do you think so?"

Su Zhuo nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Zhang Xingyuan always felt as if he hadn't woken up yet, "How did you do it?"

Su Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "I think what Brother Zhang said makes sense, thinking that it was really time to break through, so I broke through...... What's more, it seems too cold to go to the sea banquet with a suitable cultivation conception. ”

"It's as simple as that?"

Zhang Xingyuan's heart is extremely complicated, as if there are thousands of horses galloping by.

There was silence all around, except for the crisp chirping of birds.

After a while, Zhang Xingyuan noticed the mess on the ground and felt a little pity.

Su Zhuo comforted: "Tomorrow is the Wanghai Banquet, it's good for us to go out and walk around, it just so happens that I also miss the flower carving drunken fish in Tianque Tower." ”

Zhang Xingyuan said in a trance: "Young Marquis wait for me, I'll clean up." ”

Su Zhuo nodded and said, "Then I'll go first, you hurry up." ”

After a simple cleanup, Zhang Xingyuan turned his head and suddenly saw the rice paper on the desk, and he was curious, so he leaned over to take a look.

There seemed to be an amazing momentum on the paper, which made Zhang Xingyuan gasp.

On it is written a line of large characters that drive away the farewell.

The stinging dragon has fallen asleep, when will it reach the sky?