When he woke up, it was late at night.

The Taishi chair was still placed in the courtyard, and Liu Qingshan and the others were still standing respectfully on both sides, among which Liu Qingqing was crying especially hard, and her eyes were blood-red.

Liu Yuntian's body had already been carried out.

The boy coughed twice.

Liu Qingshan and the others were silent.

"What are you afraid of, I'm not a demon who kills people without blinking. ”

Zuo Leanfeng stood up, reached out and patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder gently, the latter swallowed and spit, and his waist arched more and more.

"Who are the nobles who want me to die?" he asked with a smile.

Liu Qingshan wiped the sweat drops from the corners of his forehead, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zuo Leaning Feng's outstretched hand.

The boy said, "Forget it, even if you know, what can you do." ”

He laughed to himself and looked at Liu Qingqing.

Liu Qingqing's eyes were red, and she stared at the young man viciously.

"The one in the capital promised you the benefit of sending you to the academy, he thought that I would kill you all, so that the benefits would be lost, but I think it is better for you to go to the academy, so that you may be able to avenge your father in your lifetime, and kill me as an enemy. ”

Zuo Leaning Peak slowly left Liufu.

When you come, it's prosperous, and when you go, it's bloody.

......

In the bustling city of Luoyang, the annual plum meeting was ushered in.

At this time, all the sects in the world with a little reputation will send a representative of the sect to attend the conference, on the one hand, to give the current son a "face", and on the other hand, through some means, to divide the current day and form a new pattern of interests.

After Nie Fengshuang fell to the realm that year, the Daomen was lowered from the Zongzitou Mountain Gate to the Menzitou, and the benefits obtained at the annual Mei Hui were very few, and most of the heads were exclusively enjoyed by the three families of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and the only land in one state was also dominated by the Sword Sect family!

For example, today's various factions are already dissatisfied with the current pattern, so the current Luoyang City is full of hidden murderous intentions, an invisible thread has been tightened, and if you are not careful, it may be completely broken, as for what kind of consequences will be caused, don't talk about it, because no one wants to care.

On this day, the snow fell quite heavily, and a carriage quietly entered the city.

Zuo Tianfeng sat in the carriage, and Zuo Qinyu and Liu Qingqing sat opposite, their expressions were surprisingly consistent, a little numb.

The carriage slowly drove into a small courtyard in the middle of nowhere.

After getting out of the car, Zuo Tianfeng took a look around and found that this place was quite close to the Wuwang Mansion, but it was just a wall.

There were two men standing at the door.

One is over half a hundred years old, an old woman, responsible for the size of the small courtyard, one is young, almost fifteen or sixteen years old, looks quite handsome, looks very smart, and is responsible for the food in the small courtyard.

The two of them have been pawns planted by the Daomen in Luoyang City for generations, and they are upright chess pieces, and they are specially responsible for helping the representatives of the Daomen in the past dynasties to grasp all kinds of information and take care of all kinds of trivial matters.

The two saw Zuo Leanfeng get out of the car and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

Zuo Leanfeng waved his hand to say no, and followed the two into the small courtyard.

Zuo Qinyu and Liu Qingqing hung at the end.

"I will arrange a room for Liu Qingqing, it doesn't matter if it's dirty, just live in someone. Zuo Leanfeng looked at the old woman and commanded.

After thinking about it for a while, the old woman understood what the young man meant, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, young master." ”

Liu Qingqing didn't know that her hard days were coming.

After lunch, a luxury carriage stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard.

Zuo Tianfeng instructed the old woman to arrange some "things" for Liu Qingqing to do, and got into the carriage without hesitation.

The carriage went very fast, turning east and west, through narrow alleys, and finally out of the city through the south gate.

The old man who drove the car wore a hat on his head and a piece of hay in his mouth, and he was still wearing a coarse cloth short coat in winter, revealing half of his shriveled forearms, and his two eyes scanned all directions from time to time.

Suddenly, he said to the young man in the carriage: "Young master, sit down, the old slave has to speed up and get rid of the waves of people behind." ”

Leaning Peak left with a "hmm".

Although he couldn't see, he could hear it very clearly, and thirty-one people followed him.

"Drive!"

The old slave waved his whip, and the carriage rushed forward.

Zuo Leanfeng sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and exercised, he could really feel that the carriage was wrapped in a true qi from beginning to end, almost flying off the ground!

He had to sigh that the old man's realm was not high, but his strong true qi was comparable to the Seven Realms.

There are not many exercises in the world that can cultivate such true qi, and Taoism's "Rhubarb Garden", Confucianism's "Righteous Qi Source" and Buddhism's "Immeasurable Law" can have such a miraculous effect, but the bad old man in front of him doesn't look like a person from these three families.

Who is the old man?

The boy asked.

The old man smiled and asked rhetorically, "Young Master, have you ever heard of the Northwest Demon Sect?"

Zuo Leanfeng thought about it for a while, and then remembered a secret, when the human race and the demon race were in a big battle, a large part of the reason why the human race won a tragic victory was due to the Demon Sect!

The Demon Sect has always been mysterious, and each generation of sect masters is even more mysterious, they advocate evil, advocate primitiveness, and hope to put history back on the "right track" through the means of the demon clan's invasion of the Central Plains, and even do whatever it takes!

After that great battle, the remnants of the Demon Sect were quickly surrounded and suppressed by all factions in the world and annihilated on the green grassland.

He didn't expect that he would still be able to hear the news about the Demon Sect by now.

"Although the Demon Sect acted extremely, the exercises were really good, and the Chu clan accounted for the majority of the liquidation of the Demon Sect after the great battle back then!" he pondered for a moment and continued: "Actually, the young master is not an outsider, and there are some things that he can tell you. ”

"It's no secret, a large part of the current Chu clan is based on the Demon Sect, but they only practice their exercises. ”

As for the miraculous effect of this exercise, you must have seen it. ”

Zuo Tianfeng nodded, calm on the surface, but turbulent in his heart.

The path he began to follow was very simple, dedicated to the Dharma, but after reaching the peak of the Three Realms, he was never able to successfully break through the realm, let alone open the acupuncture points of the human body.

The blind man told him that his "threshold" was too high, and his true qi was not strong, and if he wanted to break through the realm, he had to expand the thickness, so he successively cultivated the Taoist "Rhubarb Garden", the Confucian "Righteous Qi Source" and the Buddhist "Immeasurable Law", but the results were not satisfactory, and the thickness was still the same thickness!

Forced to be helpless, he chose another path, he practiced swordsmanship, sword art, so that the Buddha's intent, sword intent, and sword intent three kinds of true qi converged in the dantian, from the three "avenues" to expand the depth! Once the three completely different true qi are all poured to the peak of the three realms, you can easily break through the realm, and then there will be a new true qi with the grandeur of the Buddha's intent, the profundity, the sharpness of the sword intent, the fierceness of the sword intent, and the domineering, but this path is not passable, no one knows, because it is too complicated, no one is willing to try.

Now the old man's words gave him another fantasy, could he directly deepen the thickness of his true qi through the cultivation of the Demon Sect exercises, instead of taking the three paths step by step like now?

To be honest, it is necessary to embark on the road of swordsmanship, because he needs to use "Two Lives Knife" to personally finish the fourth in the world, and Buddhism is his foundation, but it doesn't mean that he likes to take the road of swordsmanship!

Once the heart method of "Heavenly Demon Dadu" can expand the thickness of true qi, he will not hesitate to give up the sword technique and specialize in the Buddhist sword technique!

At that time, the Buddha will enter the knife, the knife will enter the Buddha, and the knife Buddha will be turned into the Buddha!

Just after thinking about it again, Zuo Leanfeng still dispelled this thought.

Practicing swordsmanship is just to break through the realm, once the realm is broken and discarded, why bother going around to find hardships!

The carriage gradually drove into a mountain road.

The mountain road is rugged and the road is very steep, and it is impossible for an ordinary carriage to go up the mountain, but this horse is different, and the coachman is different.

The people behind had long been thrown away, so the speed of the carriage slowed down again.

The coachman was bored and hummed a little tune.

Zuo Leaning Peak faintly feels that the bottleneck has loosened a little, and it will not be long before it can be broken.

"It's here, young master, please. ”

The carriage stopped, the coachman got out of the car and waited aside, and Zuo Leanfeng got off the car step by step.

The driver looked a little anxious, and always felt that the boy got out of the car too slowly, and he didn't have the vigor that a young man should have.

And the latter, because he couldn't see the driver's expression, was still slow.

The coachman walked ahead to lead the way, and soon saw a palace built on the top of a mountain.

The palace occupies an extremely wide area, the Qionglou jade sky, the corridor waist is mangyback, the eaves are high peck, each hugs the terrain, tens of millions of falls, across the mountain stream;

The coachman has seen it a hundred times, and his expression remains the same.

He looked to the left, wanting to see what the young man's expression was.

He thought that the latter should be stunned and stunned, but in fact he was wrong, and it was a little outrageous, and the young man was calm and composed, and his expression was still the same.

"Young Master is so determined!" he said with heartfelt admiration.

Zuo Leaning Feng smiled, did not explain, and followed the coachman into the palace.

The road to the palace is extremely wide, and there is no one on both sides.

The coachman spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, continued to hold the hay in his mouth, and halfway through, suddenly stopped, and said, "You should go in by yourself, and the old slave will not disturb the two." ”

After saying goodbye, he left, and walked in style.

Zuo Tianfeng smiled, "watched" him leave, and then walked inside.

As he walked, he couldn't walk anymore, and he was a little distracted "looking" ahead, where there stood a woman in a golden dragon robe and a crown on her head, staring at the young man with a smile.

Zuo Leanfeng didn't know what to say for a while, and the two looked at each other speechlessly.

In the end, it was Chu Zaizhi who took the lead in speaking, and asked with a smile: "Husband, where is the blue bird that the concubine gave you?"

Zuo Leanfeng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I guess I'm dead." ”

Chu Zaizhi was not angry, and quickly stepped forward to stop the young man and lead him forward.

"Please, husband. She said,