"Tianqiong is sixty-one years old, Zhang Xiyun, a disciple of the hundred veins, has to become a sect to walk, and the three levels are all rated as good!"

As soon as the Sect Elder said this, it set off a wave on the Asking Peak, and everyone present had a look of disbelief.

"He broke three levels in more than an hour, and the three evaluations were good!?"

"Back then, Senior Brother Meng Xianning also got three good reviews, but it took two hours to break through!"

"I remember, he is the disciple who was taken down the mountain by Zhou Xuan, I have seen him on the Ganan Mountain, and I also recognize him as the top of the hundred veins, his name is Zhang Xiyun!"

Zhang Xiyun ignored everyone's discussions, turned around and bowed to the three teaching elders.

"Disciple Zhang Xiyun, thank the three elders. ”

The old man who was guarding the people in the Sancai Array said to him, "Go, I hope you can remember your heart." ”

"The disciple will not dare to forget!" Zhang Xiyun saluted and retreated.

Zhou Ping looked at Zhang Xiyun who walked in front of him, and said with a complicated face: "I never thought that Senior Brother Zhang would be so good, and the record of these three talent formations in a hundred years has been broken by Senior Brother Zhang." ”

Zhang Xiyun laughed dryly and said, "I'm just lucky." ”

Zhou Ping shook his head with a straight face and said: "How can the Sancai Array be a fluke, besides, Senior Brother Zhang's three evaluations are excellent, and there is no doubt about his strength." ”

Zhang Xiyun didn't argue with him, laughed, and said goodbye to him, he wanted to inform his great-grandfather of the matter first, and he should go down the mountain tomorrow.

Zhou Ping didn't keep Zhang Xiyun, but said: "It's okay for Senior Brother Zhang to go first, I still have to wait here to see if Senior Brother Meng Xianyu may break through the battle." ”

Zhang Xiyun raised his hand and waved, and the soul soldier appeared, and he was about to go with the sword.

Zhou Ping looked at Zhang Xiyun and hesitated, but he still spoke again: "If Senior Brother Zhang is willing to be Zhou Ping's friend, after going down the mountain, if you encounter trouble, as long as you are on this Donglianzhou, you can go to the Zhou family's pawnshop for help, although my Zhou family is not big, but the matter of friends, I will definitely help!"

Zhang Xiyun's talent in the Sancai Array is more than Meng Xianning, when Meng Xianning was the seventh head, he was the most optimistic disciple in the sect who was expected to become a god, and now Zhang Xiyun is still only a mortal monk, but as long as there is no accident, he will definitely be expected to be in the god realm in the future, Zhou Ping plans to go back and send this matter to the family and befriend Zhang Xiyun.

Zhang Xiyun was stunned, knowing that this was Zhou Ping's desire to make friends with himself, although he was going down the mountain to go to Zhonghuangzhou, but thinking of what he said in his previous life, going out to rely on friends, it is not a bad thing to have one more friend, so he also nodded and responded: "We are friends of the same generation, so we are naturally friends." ”

After hearing this, Zhou Ping smiled on his face and said, "Then don't delay Senior Brother Zhang, we'll meet again on the day of it." ”

Zhang Xiyun went away with the sword, Zhou Ping looked at his back, and said to himself: "The golden age will not wither."

Tiansheng Peak, Zhang Xiyun bypassed the mountain gate to guard the disciples, and went straight to the back mountain.

The big array on the back mountain recognized Zhang Xiyun's breath and did not stop it.

In front of the wooden house where he had lived for twelve years, Zhang Xiyun came with a sword.

He took a deep breath and was about to knock on the wooden door when he heard a voice from inside.

"Come in" is the voice of Murong Guyu.

He pushed the door and entered, and saw Murong Guyu sitting on a wooden chair, his eyes slightly closed, a pot of hot tea on the table, and the mist dispersed.

"Great-grandfather, I'm today"

Before Zhang Xiyun finished speaking, Murong Guyu interrupted him, "I know everything"

A sigh echoed in the room, and Murong Guyu opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiyun in front of him.

"Yes, it is worthy of being the descendant of my Murong ancient language, I broke through the Sancai Formation in more than an hour, and I also got three good reviews. ”

Murong Guyu's face was not old, with relief.

Zhang Xiyun looked at his great-grandfather's silver hair, and listened to his words, and felt a trace of sadness welling up in his heart.

He "pounced" and knelt in front of Murong Guyu.

"Xiyun is not filial, I don't know when I can return to the mountain, and then serve my great-grandfather and do my filial piety for you. ”

Murong Guyu stood up, helped Zhang Xiyun with tears in his eyes, and touched his head.

"As long as you are good, you have done your best filial piety. ”

The indescribable emotion in that tone is the reluctance to say goodbye to the child.

"It was here that I said the same thing to your grandmother."

"But she didn't do it, that is, in the end, she never returned to Tianqiong, but was buried in the imperial capital"

Zhang Xiyun's grandmother is the only daughter of Murong Guyu, Zhang Tianfan's biological mother, and Zhang Yong's wife.

"And your father once told me that he wanted to resign from his official position and come to Tianqiong to be my companion, but he couldn't rest assured that your grandfather Zhang Yong couldn't take off his official robe for a long time, and finally he was buried in the imperial capital."

There was a tremor in his voice as he spoke, and he gently hugged Zhang Xiyun.

"Great-grandfather, as long as you are well, wherever you are, I can rest assured. ”

"Come back to see my great-grandfather in the future"

Zhang Xiyun's eyes were red, and he choked up: "Xiyun will take care of yourself and don't let you worry about me." ”

"When the gate of Tianqiong Mountain opens again, no matter where Xiyun is, he will definitely come back to see you!"

Murong Guyu let go of the hands that were holding Zhang Xiyun and pinched his face, as if he had returned to more than ten years ago, when Zhang Xiyun, who was still young, followed behind him step by step, and every time he would turn around and gently pinch his immature face.

"Don't shed tears, you're eighteen years old now, and you're almost as tall as your great-grandfather. ”

Zhang Xiyun wiped his eyes and argued: "The wind is too strong in this house, and the sand blows into my eyes. ”

Murong Gu chuckled and said, "Go."

Zhang Xiyun knelt down at him again and bowed deeply.

"Great-grandfather, Xiyun is gone, take care of yourself in the future. ”

Murong Guyu turned around and said in a trembling voice: "Go and look at the world you have in mind to find the answer you want to know."

Zhang Xiyun stood up, walked out with red eyes, and slowly closed the door of the wooden house where he had lived for twelve years.

He slammed his sword away, but a tear slipped down and fell where he was

On Yuxuan Peak, as soon as Zhang Xiyun returned with his sword, he saw his senior brothers and sisters outside the courtyard.

The senior brother stepped forward, his eyes were complicated, but he did not speak.

However, the fourth senior brother broke the silence and said to Zhang Xiyun: "It's good that you Zhang Xiyun secretly cultivated so well, you broke through the Sancai Formation in more than an hour, and you also got three good evaluations!

"Senior brother knows?" said Zhang Xiyunqi.

"You go and ask, now Tianqiong's peaks and veins, who doesn't know that you, the top of the hundred veins, have broken the record of the three talent arrays in a hundred years!"

Zhang Xiyun was stunned, and then thought about it, there were not a few disciples present at that time, and besides, there was Zhou Ping, a businessman who wanted to buy and sell the news, it was not surprising that the news spread so quickly.

"Hiding so deeply, what kind of crime do you say!"

Zhang Xiyun's eyes were still a little red, but he smiled: "Let the senior brother deal with it." ”

"Okay!" The fourth senior brother immediately said: "I will punish you, and I will not get drunk tonight!"

Zhang Xiyun smiled in response, "Okay, just follow Senior Brother!"

"Xiyun, Master Fang Cai sent a message to me and wait, saying that you should go down the mountain tomorrow?" Senior Brother finally spoke.

Suddenly, everyone returned to silence, and after a long time, Zhang Xiyun nodded lightly.

The second senior sister sighed, "I'll see you off tonight." ”

"I'm going to meet the master. Zhang Xiyun said, but was stopped by the senior brother reaching out.

"The master sent me a message to tell you that you don't have to see him again before you leave, and that he will see you again when he returns to the mountain one day. ”

Zhang Xiyun was stunned, "Why?"

"You just listen to the master, since the master said so, then there must be a deep meaning. ”

The fourth senior brother hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Xiyun's neck, dragged him towards the courtyard, and said, "Don't think about it so much, we usually don't see the master for a long time, okay, you can get drunk with me obediently tonight!"

The night before Zhang Xiyun left the mountain, the disciples on Yuxuan Peak, except for the second senior sister, were all drunk and unconscious.

In the thirty-fourth year of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Xiyun became a sect and walked down.