"Yes, it's the Xuandong Continent! I'm afraid Cheng Xiaoyou doesn't know the Xuandong Continent yet, the Yuan Kingdom is just a remote and small place on this continent, although there are also immortal cultivators here, but the level of immortal cultivation is not comparable to the entire Xuandong Continent. The sloppy Taoist said meaningfully.

"Hehe, it's true that as my predecessors said, I didn't know that there was a Xuandong Continent, presumably there are people outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky, that's what this said. Cheng Qian also said modestly.

"The old man is a monk of the Xuanqing Sect in the Xuandong Continent, and he came out to travel and hone his state of mind. It is fate to be able to meet a little friend here, and the old man will return to Xuanqing Sect to wait for you in three years. The sloppy Taoist touched his beard and said.

"Since the seniors said so, the juniors will definitely visit in three years. Cheng Qian said with a fist salute, and then put the jade slip and token into the storage bag.

Then Cheng Qian picked up Biye Qingxin wine and poured it into the cup, handed a cup to the sloppy Taoist, and then raised his glass and said: "The younger generation respects the seniors with a cup!" After speaking, Cheng Qian drank it first.

The sloppy Taoist nodded and smiled slightly, and then raised his glass and drank it down. Then he said: "Since you and I are so fateful, the old man will give you a meeting gift." ”

Then the sloppy Taoist flicked the storage bag with one hand, and a blue handkerchief appeared, and the handkerchief was as thin as a transparent gauze, as if it could be torn lightly.

"This is a top-level defensive magic weapon, a water pattern handkerchief, don't look at this thin handkerchief, the defensive power is beyond imagination, this magic weapon will be given to you. This panai water attribute, although it is the opposite of your spiritual root, is a handy magic weapon for you. ”

"What do you mean by this, seniors, you are helping me improve my cultivation, I have never thanked you for your great kindness, and now you have given me such a valuable thing, how can you be a junior!" Cheng Qian looked at it and refused.

"Haha, the old man doesn't see that you have a special physique, so he won't treat you like this, boy, listen well, you must go to Xuanqing Sect to find the old man in three years, the old man will accept you as a closed disciple, and then hold a ceremony for you to apprentice. The sloppy Taoist laughed and said, such a top-level magic weapon is pushed like a floating cloud in his eyes, this son is virtuous and a good disciple.

"Well, since the seniors value me so much, the juniors are pushing too much, it's not that the seniors are losing face, but the juniors have made their father's last wish to go to the Cloud Sword Gate to get started. Cheng Qian said with a little pity.

"I see, since you haven't entered his door yet, so I have taken the lead, and you don't need to worship the Cloud Sword Gate. You can go to the Cloud Sword Gate to visit first. The sloppy Taoist touched his beard and said with a smile.

"Well, in order to fulfill my father's last wish, I will first visit Wang Yun, the elder of the Cloud Sword Sect, who is worshiped by the apprentice in the upper class, and will go to the Xuanqing Sect to worship the master in three years. Cheng Qian just hesitated for a moment, and then resolutely agreed and bowed.

The sloppy Taoist looked at Cheng Qian's decisive behavior, which should be chaotic and chaotic, and his style of action, he nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Since this is the case, I will take the first step as a teacher, and I will see you in Xuanqing Sect in three years." ”

Then the sloppy Taoist took the wine gourd and poured it into his mouth, and left the dark incense house with a loud poem as he poured.

Cheng Qian looked at the back of the old man leaving, and then forgot the water-patterned handkerchief in his hand, and immediately put it into the book storage bag.

A few hours later, Cheng Qian was already standing at the door of the Cloud Sword Pavilion, opened a glance in front of the door, and then resolutely walked in, and what caught his eye was a wide hall, and the wooden shelves on the side were full of magic weapons and magic weapons, which were dazzling, and there were monks and shops negotiating to buy magic weapons on the side.

"This fellow Daoist, welcome to the small shop, this shop goes up to the magic weapon, down to the magic weapon, the magic weapon and magic weapon are all medium and upper quality, there are attack, defense, and auxiliary classes, may I ask Daoyou to buy magic weapons?" A sharp-faced monk nodded and ran to introduce Cheng Qian one by one, seeing that this monk seemed to only have three layers of Qi cultivation period.

Cheng Qian looked at Ling Lang's treasures, and he hadn't gotten used to it, and he was stunned for a long time before he slowly spoke: "This should be the shop to which Yunjianmen belongs, I have something to do with your shopkeeper, please tell me on my behalf." After speaking, Cheng Qian slapped it into the storage bag and took out a token, which was his father's previous elder token in the Cloud Sword Gate.

The sharp-faced monk's face changed wildly when he saw this token, and he hurriedly retired to tell the resident elder here.

After about a cup of tea, the sharp-faced monk quickly ran out, looked at Cheng Qian with a respectful look and said, "Fellow Daoist follow me to the inner hall, Elder Hu is invited." After speaking, he made a gesture of please and asked Cheng Qian to follow him into the house.

Then Cheng Qian and his sharp-faced monks, through the front hall into the eyes of a garden-like courtyard, through the garden into the inner hall, I saw a middle-aged monk, about forty years old, dressed in a purple robe, wearing a jade crown and a more kind face, don't look at this person forty years old, in fact, he is an old monster who does not know how many years he has lived, and the monks who can be elders are basically monks in the Yudan period. ,

"Elder Hu, this fellow Daoist who is looking for you has brought it. The sharp-faced monk spoke respectfully to the middle-aged monk.

"Okay, you go down first!" After speaking, the middle-aged monk looked at Cheng Qian, and then pondered. Then he swept Cheng Qian's divine sense, the tenth layer of the Qi cultivation period? What is the matter with a small Qi cultivation period monk looking for me? Why is his face so familiar, where did he seem to have seen it?

"What is this little friend doing to find an old man?" said the middle-aged monk with some confusion.

Cheng Qian, who was still carefully looking at the middle-aged monk, paused slightly when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "Since the senior is the elder of the Cloud Sword Sect, I will open up and say, the junior is surnamed Cheng, and the single name is a dry character, and his father's name is Cheng Xuan, who was originally an elder of the Cloud Sword Sect. ”

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged monk's face was full of disbelief, and his heart was extremely shocked, could it be that this son was really the son of Cheng Xuan, who almost caused the battle of the sect before.

Although the middle-aged monk's face was full of shock, he still asked himself a question just in case: "Can I ask Cheng Xiaoyou if he has any token of your father?"

Cheng Qian didn't hesitate when he heard this, and the blue light flashed in his hand, and a quaint token appeared in his hand, and the token could have a pattern of several clouds around a fairy sword. He handed it to the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk took a result, and then his divine sense penetrated slightly, and then he got his own evidence, and said with a happy face: "It turns out that it is really Cheng Xian's nephew, your father has disappeared in the cultivation world for more than seventeen years, and a virtuous nephew suddenly appeared, which is really unacceptable, and please don't mind Cheng Xian's nephew." ”

"What is the saying of Senior Hu, this is human nature, although the younger generation has just come out of Lu Mao, but it is not the unreasonable generation. Cheng Qian said slowly.

The middle-aged monk then laughed and said, "Cheng Xian's nephew is worthy of being the son of Brother Cheng, I think your father is a blessed generation, what more can you ask for if you have a son like this?"

Then Cheng Qian's voice was a little low and said: "My father passed away ten years ago, and the younger generation asked me to come to Yunjianmen in order to fulfill my father's last wish. ”

"I see, your father was seriously injured back then, but he still resolutely rushed into the East China Sea, I thought that your father and you must have fallen in the East China Sea, the East China Sea is full of demon beasts, how did you escape?" the middle-aged monk asked slowly.

Cheng Qian told his father about rushing into the East China Sea like this, and of course, what should be said and what should not be said was also omitted by Cheng Gan.

"I see, there are still a few people in the Immortal Cultivation Realm looking for your father, and your sudden appearance may be another bloody storm!" the middle-aged monk said slowly.

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