Lao Zhao......

Chen Luo really didn't expect that this old Zhao and Zhao Qian would have such a relationship.

Listen to his slow words.

Chen Luo also knew something.

Like what......

Lao Zhao is the Great Wall Guard Army.

And in relationships.

Zhao Qian should call Lao Zhao for a grandfather......

Hundreds of years ago, the Zhao family was also an official and noble, but under the influence of the White Lotus Sect, they were strangled by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

The Zhao family was affected.

So far, the Zhao family has filled the army.

Dead to death.

Lao Zhao was only in his twenties at the time, so he chose to enter the Great Wall in the north.

Later, she met a woman on the border of the Great Wall and became pregnant.

Going round and round.

The bloodline of the Zhao family also entered the inland of the Great Zhou from the border.

Few people know about this, after all, in one or two hundred years, things have already been wrong, who can know that Lao Zhao is still there?

Until Zhao Qian became the prime minister.

In this Great Zhou army, there happened to be a record of the list of guards of the Great Wall.

Zhao Jingfeng's name entered Zhao Qian's eyes.

It's just that the place on the border of the Great Wall is very accessible to people.

He also wanted to go to the border to find his ancestors.

After all, there is nothing that can be done,

also sent someone to inquire about some news, and only then did he know about Lao Zhao's existence.

"Our family thinks, I'm afraid he won't know that there are still his descendants in this big week."

Chen Luo smiled.

Zhao Qian said: "The ancestors have guarded the Great Wall in the north for hundreds of years, and they have never returned to the Great Zhou, so naturally they don't know, and the descendants of our Zhao family are not easy to disturb...... But we need to let our ancestors know that we exist..."

"I heard that my father-in-law returned from the north, so I also want to know some stories about my ancestors from my father-in-law."

Chen Luo smiled: "I'm afraid it's a very long story." ”

"I'll send for some wine."

If you have a story, you need to have wine, after all, the two are always at home.

"No, you don't."

Chen Luo took out the green gourd: "There is a pot of red dust wine here, is the prime minister willing to take a sip?" ”

"How dare not?"

He said.

Chen Luo poured wine.

Zhao Qian drank it all.

Hongchen wine is a medicinal wine refined in the past.

A hundred years of time.

The once fierce medicinal wine has now become extremely docile,

"Good wine!"

Zhao Qian's eyes lit up slightly: "The entrance is mellow, and the aftertaste is long...... Is this wine red dust wine? There are few wines like this in this world? ”

"Nature."

"This wine is our family's gathering of heaven and earth aura medicinal materials, after hundreds of years of precipitation and fermentation, it is naturally a good wine!"

"Would you like another drink?"

Zhao Qian said.

But gradually, this body became a little uncontrollable.

He found ...... He floated up, and the whole person lost control.

And that's not all......

He also found that on the table in front of his father-in-law Chen Luo, there was already a drunk person lying on his stomach at some point.

"It's ......"

His eyes widened, staring at Chen Luo, only surprised.

"Don't be surprised, our family just used some means to lure the prime minister's spirit out of the body......

He spoke: "Lao Zhao's story has grown a little longer after all...... Our family also wants to have a good chat with the prime minister, but some of the stories are not too clear to our family, so ah, let's ask Lao Zhao to tell this story to the prime minister in person. ”

Chen Luo stretched out his hand.

Lightly touched Zhao Qian's eyebrows.

In a flash.

Zhao Qian turned into a streamer of light, flew in the direction of the Great Wall in the north, and finally disappeared.

And after doing it all.

Chen Luo lay down on the chair leisurely.

I don't know when a fan appeared in my hand, fanning it gently.

Occasionally take a sip of wine and sip on a melon seed.

Or yawning.

I took out the quilt from the storage bracelet and covered my body, only to feel that my body suddenly warmed up.

This sleepiness is getting deeper and deeper.

The eyes of the three little children looked at him.

"Don't look, if you are really idle, you can clean the yard...... But be quiet, don't make a noise about our family sleeping. ”

The three were helpless.

Before he could speak, Chen Luo had already snored softly at some point.

"Sir, the speed at which he falls asleep is getting faster and faster."

"Be quiet, don't make any noise, sir."

"Hmm."

The three of them cautiously picked up the broom and gently cleaned it up in the courtyard.

In the huge courtyard, there was occasionally the sound of rustling sweeping.

……

The Great Wall of the North.

Yanmen Pass.

Heavy snow drifted away.

Lao Zhao sat on the city gate.

Dressed in coarse linen clothes.

Holding a flask in his hand......

Drink alcohol occasionally.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is full of wind and snow.

The wine jug was given by Chen Luo......

Chen Luo has been idle all these years, either to improve the level of refining, or maybe there are more materials and there is no place to use them.

Therefore, some small things are often refined.

The gourd in Lao Zhao's hand was refined by Chen Luo.

Its effect is no different from that of Biqinghu...... Of course, this level is much higher than that of Biqinghu, but Chen Luo is a person who misses the old, so he is naturally used to Biqinghu.

Suddenly.

Lao Zhao raised his head.

In the snowstorm, a streamer broke through the wind and snow and came towards him.

In the end, it fell in front of himself.

When he saw this person, Lao Zhao was stunned.

And then he laughed,

"What's your name?"

"Zhao Qian!"

"It's hard to think about it......"

With just one name, Zhao Qian knew who the person in front of him was.

Nian Man......

Formerly known as Zhang Nianman.

For the ancestors of the Zhao family......

……

Three days later.

Zhao Qian woke up in the hospital......

looked at Chen Luo, who was practicing boxing in the courtyard, and saluted.

After chatting for a while, he left.

Chen Luo didn't take it to heart.

It's just a little emotional, this story is indeed a little longer.

Three days......

That's a real conversation.

……

I don't know how many years have passed in the world.

The red dust has been floating and sinking for ten years.

Ten years have passed since Chen Luo came out of the library and spent time in the west of Kyoto.

Time passed quietly, and it had entered the autumn of the thirteenth year of Yongxing.

The autumn breeze is bleak.

The leaves of Kyoto are finally falling.

The maple leaves of Nanyang Mountain have turned red like February flowers at some point.

And in the past ten years, whether it is the Great Zhou Kyoto or the immortal cultivation world, it can be regarded as calm.

It's just that there are some things worth remembering in Chen Luo's heart.

Yongxing six years.

Li Qiuliang entered Kyoto.

This time, I didn't come to ask about the sword, but just to talk about the past.

I also asked about the North......

When he heard that Chen Luo had known that he had seen the Frost Giants gathering, he was also quite a sigh!

Yongxing seven years.

Letter from Red Sleeves.

Invited Chen Luo to go to the Broken Stream Valley.

The Broken Stream Valley is not far from Kyoto, and Chen Luo went a few times, and then it was a little difficult to go again.

Not at all.

It's just that the whole sect is full of nuns.

In front of the red sleeves, Chen Luo is not presumptuous after all......

When leaving.

and gold and silver.

Chen Luo felt that he had fallen a little, but it was too little.

Thereupon......

One hundred taels a night, and Chen Luo bargained to fifty a night.

It's a lot cheaper.

If you want to cry without tears, you can't cry or laugh.

However, Fan Yan sent a letter, saying that he would come to Kyoto to find Chen Luo......

Over the years, Fan Yan first traveled in Shushan, and then traveled the world, and also witnessed a lot, and now I heard that he is in Chunyang Palace.

When he heard the name of Chunyang Palace, the information that had been buried for a long time appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

Pure Yang Palace......

Valin, are you okay?

Chen Luo asked......

Fan Yan said: "The Lord of the Hua Palace has gone immortal a hundred years ago, and now there is only Shen Yuan in the Pure Yang Palace Gate, and this Shen Yuan is a disciple of Hualing......."

Shen Yuan......

Chen Luo was silent.

What a child......

Is he left alone in this Pure Yang Palace?

"You don't want to stop this prank of fate?"

Chen Luo sighed.

From Lu Aya to Chen Ping.

From Chen Ping to Valin.

From Valin to Shen Yuan.

Once missed, it will take hundreds of years to find out if that time can we stay together?

Chen Luo remembered the stone bridge under the Xianyang Bridge.

Five hundred years of wind blowing!

Five hundred years of rain.

500 years of sun exposure.

In the end, I got that sight......

Now, how many reincarnations of life and death should Valin and Shen Yuan go through to achieve perfection?

He didn't know.

But I still hope to achieve positive results as soon as possible......

also gave that season a guarantee, with a perfect ending.

Yongxing ten years.

A cold light swept through and entered Chen Luo's hand.

The letter is Shen Qingshuang.

She asked Chen Luo when he would be back.

Chen Luo said that it had been several years since he came back......

She stopped talking, but said that she was going to retreat and couldn't go to Kyoto......

Chen Luo smiled and said: He can go to the Xianxia faction!

Later, there was no response.

It wasn't until a month later that I replied with a well-mmm.

Thinking of this sentence made her entangled for a long time.

Twelve years of Yongxing.

When Chen Luo heard the news, he said that in the land of Danzhou, there was a party.

For the Donglin Party!

And this Donglin Party was formerly known as the White Lotus Sect.

It's different from what it used to be.

The White Lotus Sect is to vigorously develop its followers and thus expand its influence.

Commoners.

Dignitary.

All-round development!

Although the scale is huge, it is extremely low-key, a product of darkness.

But the Donglin Party is different.

They emerge in the light, develop among the scholars, and form an inherent partisanship.

Donglin Academy was even established in Danzhou......

Donglin Academy is huge, and it occupies a thousand places among the 50,000 scholars in the 12th year of Yongxing.

Although it can't be compared with Yushan Academy, it also has a huge influence.

And that's not all.

Letter from Ning Caichen.

Among the students who went out of Yushan Academy, some of them had a deep friendship with the Donglin Party.

Chen Luo heard about it.

After a long time, he just said: "When it is broken, it is broken!" ”

Soon after, the White Jade Academy issued an order...... No student is allowed to join or come into contact with the Donglin Party...... Once discovered, the relationship with Yushan Academy was severed.

And Yushan Academy also cut off those officials from Yushan Academy.

When this news came out, all the readers were shocked.

I don't know when the Donglin Party offended Yushan Academy.

But for the invasion of Yushan Academy, the Donglin Party had to stop after all.

It's also a headache.

For hundreds of years.

No matter what the times are.

This White Lotus Sect can't be exterminated.

Sometimes even Chen Luo is thinking, perhaps, the one who can really accompany him to live forever is probably this White Lotus Sect.

……

Thirteen years of Yongxing.

Autumn.

Chen Luo fished in the Wei River.

As always.

It doesn't make a difference.

It is still a beautiful wind and sunshine, and the autumn is high and cool.

However, it was also at this time......

Thundered!

The whole world roared, and Kyoto shook like a dragon turning over.

The once calm polder river rose in huge waves, the willows on the riverside collapsed, and the pedestrians on the street stood unsteadily, falling countless people.

At the same time.

On the southern horizon.

A terrifying aura soared into the sky, although it only disappeared slightly, but the moment that aura appeared, the entire immortal cultivation world was completely shocked.

Even Chen Luo's face changed.

Something is wrong......

(End of chapter)