The man smiled, "My name is ...... Jiang Zhe. ”

"Jiang Zhe?" Liu Jing muttered a sentence and said, "Good name, what's that, Jingzhu will help me entertain guests." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Zhe was also speechless for a while, how could it sound like the old bustard's lines.

Jingzhu on the side also had a black line on his face: "If you weren't driving, I would want to kill you now." ”

Liu Jing smiled.

Jiang Zhe also recognized Nangong Jingzhu at this time, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, and he said in his heart: "Hey...... It's a small world. ”

That's right, this young man is Jiang Zhe who went down the mountain.

It has been three days since Jingzhu was sent down the mountain.

Three days is seventy-two hours, or seventy-two years.

In the past seventy-two years, the changes on the mountain have been even greater, and the things that have happened to the disciples who have married and had children have happened many times.

The first generation of people created by Jiang Zhe have passed away because of the problem of lifespan.

A lot of red and white ceremonies have been done.

What hasn't changed is still the wordless generation, the 10,000-year-old monster created by Jiang Zhe at the beginning.

However, what made Jiang Zhe happy was that among the new generation of disciples of the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion, two demons were also born, and their growth rate was very fast.

Jiang Zhe estimated that if he gave the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion a period of time, sooner or later someone there would be able to take a key step and enter the Dao with martial arts.

However, Jiang Zhe can't afford to wait, and now his martial arts can be regarded as stepping into a peak, and he still has the ability to protect himself.

I couldn't bear the pain of homesickness, and finally decided to go down the mountain and go home to have a look.

It's just that I never expected that when I went down the mountain, I met the old man I saved 72 years ago, which can be regarded as fate.

Nangong Qingzhu glanced at Jiang Zhe from time to time, she always felt that the man in front of her was very similar to the man in her impression. But there is something different, the man who stepped on the crane was radiant, like a fairy. And this man is more like a big boy next door, clean with a little bad.

Both have their own minds, and neither speaks.

Seeing this, Liu Jing immediately began to adjust the atmosphere: "You said that there has been a lot of fog on Yundang Mountain for so many days, will there be immortals on the mountain?"

"Yes. Nangong Jingzhu subconsciously replied.

"No, it won't. Jiang Zhe also responded.

Then Nangong Jingzhu pouted and said, "I think it will ......"

Jiang Zhe looked at the mountain disapprerovingly and said, "Oh, that'll be it." ”

"Hey, you're too unprincipled, aren't you?" Liu Jing said speechlessly when she saw Jiang Zhe casually.

Jiang Zhe didn't care: "Then it won't be." ”

Everyone was speechless for a while, this product is too unprincipled, right?

Along the way, everyone talked and laughed, and gradually became acquainted. Everyone found that Jiang Zhe looked quite honest, but in fact, he was running the train with his mouth full, and what he said was even more inconsequential......

Speaking of immortals, everyone is saying that immortals can fly to the sky, only this one has a sentence: "Immortals have no constipation." ”

......

"By the way, have you heard? Recently, an old Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain suddenly said that he had cultivated internal strength. Chen Ke casually chatted first.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhe was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "When is it?"

"Just three days ago, the old Taoist priest was a Tai Chi master, but he has always said that he has only practiced form, and he is very frustrated if he can't practice. As a result, just yesterday, he suddenly claimed that he had cultivated internal strength...... "Chen Ke explained.

Nangong Jingzhu didn't speak, she had seen someone stepping on an immortal crane down the mountain, so she didn't think it was strange that someone had cultivated internal strength.

Jiang Zhe's understanding of this world is actually not profound, either he is young, or he is trapped in a factory to work, his understanding of this world is really limited, and he is not surprised by the series of unbelievable things he has experienced.

Liu Jing asked in surprise: "Is it really fake? The old man is not bragging, right?"

Chen Kedao: "I also think, but just the day before yesterday, an old monk in Dalin Temple jumped on the roof to catch birds. When I inquired, I had recently practiced internal strength, and when I asked them about the situation, they didn't know the specific reason, and they all said that they were cultivating according to their usual cultivation methods.

There is also Kongtong's master who likes to do live broadcasts the most, and he also said that he has cultivated internal skills, and he performed a freehand stone tablet in the live broadcast room. ”

Jiang Zhe asked, "He also recently practiced?"

Chen Ke nodded: "Yes...... It's strange to say, in the past few days, there are not 100 but 80 people in the country who have said that they have practiced internal strength, and I don't know if it's true or not. After all, these guys have been fooling people with a lot of fake things in recent years. ”

Jiang Zhe fell into deep thought, he had also started to practice martial arts in the last three or four days, and those people had only recently achieved results.

Is there any connection between them?

Jiang Zhe looked back at Yun Dang Mountain, and at this moment, he found something different.

Standing outside Yundang Mountain, he found that with Yundang Mountain as the center, thousands of silk threads spread out to all sides.

Jiang Zhe had a vague feeling that his Yundang Mountain seemed to be a switch, a button, and a test field. Everything that happens there will affect the whole world to change quietly......

The change may not be as rapid as on Yundang Mountain, but the world is indeed affected.

However, Jiang Zhe was not surprised, but smiled, pillowed his head with his hands, squinted his eyes and said, "Then change...... Anyway, it's not Lao Tzu's world!"

The four of them chatted quite happily, and time passed quickly.

It didn't take long for everyone to arrive at Yunhe Village.

Jiang Zhe got out of the car and said goodbye to a few people, but he found that there was a Daben at the door of his house, of course, this Daben and Daben in another time and space are not the same brand, but it is still a high-end car, and there is a lively noise at home.

Jiang Zhe got closer and found that many relatives in the family were there.

Jiang Zhe wondered, according to the information in his memory, the family usually rarely gathers.

Jiang Zhe's father is the eldest of the Jiang family, and there are three brothers and four younger sisters below.

Grandparents also live in Jiang Zhe's house, so this has become the base camp of the Jiang family's hometown, and everyone usually comes over during the New Year's holidays. It's just that over the years, everyone has been running farther and farther, and there are fewer and fewer opportunities to get together once.

Jiang Zhe's father, Jiang Hai, also had the opportunity to go out, but in order to take care of the elderly, he chose to stay.

In addition, Yunhe Village is a poor and remote area, so Jiang Zhe's family has become the worst group of people among relatives.

However, the Jiang family's family style is still good in general, no matter how far they go, no matter how high they are, they will not recognize their six relatives, and they are still enthusiastic when they meet.

Pushing open the door, everyone was chatting, and suddenly heard someone coming in, everyone was stunned, and then saw that it was Jiang Zhe.