In three days, Zhang Shaobai used countless methods to prove to Uncle Nan that he was not crazy, that Xuantian Sect was not a cult, and that the sect leader was indeed an immortal, but Uncle Nan always looked like he was afraid of being infected by Zhang Shaobai, and it was not until the fourth day that Uncle Nan knew that Zhang Shaobai was not crazy or stupid, and that the stupid person was himself!

Canglang is still the most popular appearance, the golden sword is glowing, and there is a person standing on the sword with his hand in his hand, and the look of looking at the world makes everyone dare not look directly. The martial arts field was full of Xuantian Sect members in order early, and the first one was Xuan Qingsheng. Seeing Canglang Imperial Sword coming, everyone said in unison: "Meet the sect master!"

After Canglang landed on the ground, he said loudly: "This seat has entered the world for a short period of three or five months, and the long time is uncertain, during the period of this seat's departure, the affairs of the sect should be decided by Elder Xuan, I hope that these days when this seat leaves, you can practice diligently, don't let me down!" Then he shouted softly: "Let's go!"

"Congratulations to the Sect Master!"

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A group of people walked on the winding path in the mountains, Zhang Shaobai followed Canglang steadily, from time to time quickly peeked at Canglang who was closing his eyes and recuperating, Canglang sat on a sedan chair made of wood and bamboo, saying that it was a sedan chair and a bit like a sliding rod, after all, the mountain road is difficult to walk, and ordinary people can't carry it without making some changes, and the four people who carry the sedan chair are blushing all over their faces, but no one dares to gasp, and they are carrying the immortals!

Finally Canglang spoke: "Shaobai, do you want to say anything?"

"Hehe, sect master, the disciple wants to ask, what does the sect master have to do this time, if it is convenient to tell the disciple, the disciple's family is also a small force, maybe there is something that can help. Zhang Shaobai, who was discovered by peeping, didn't feel embarrassed at all, Canglang rewarded him with an elixir, he felt that the sect master was the best person in the world, and he didn't remember the goods he ate. Of course, he also has his own careful thoughts, if the Zhang family can make a contribution, then the sect master can reward whatever he wants, which is enough for himself and the Zhang family to be inexhaustible.

"There's nothing inconvenient, I'm looking for something this time. Canglang was right, he wanted to find his own sword heart.

"Our Zhang family is good at finding things, the three sects and nine streams from the south to the north have to give our Zhang family a few thin noodles, what does the thing you are looking for look like?"

"Hehe, no need, what I'm looking for, only I can find. After speaking, Canglang opened his eyes and set his eyes on the mountains in the distance, as well as the clouds in the sky.

Zhang Shaobai saw that the four people carrying the sedan chair seemed to be a little physically exhausted, so he said to the people behind: "Get off the sedan chair in front of you, and change the four of you to it." ”

"Yes, young master!" There is a chance to carry a sedan chair for the immortals, and if you can get into the immortal spirit, it is all the ancestors who have accumulated virtue, and the four people who are about to be replaced only hate why they are so weak, and they can't lift it after walking such a little way, and Uncle Nan, who has been leading the way at the front of the team, is even more eager to pounce on him and say: Let me carry it!

Ever since he knew that Xuantian Sect was a true immortal cultivator, Uncle Nan's intestines were full of regret, hating himself for being stupid! All kinds of complaints about himself! Of course, he only dared to complain silently in his heart, but along the way, he was thinking about how to get close to Canglang and how to leave a good impression in front of Canglang.

"There's no need to change it, I see it's getting late, so let's set up camp here tonight." "Canglang has been desperately in a hurry since he can remember, racing against time to cultivate, killing people in a hurry, running for his life in a hurry, everything is in a hurry, he suddenly wants to try to slow down, what kind of feeling it would be to be at peace with the encounter.

Before the last rays of the setting sun disappeared on the horizon, the people finally set up their tents and lit the fire. Canglang's tent was in the most central position, and after he got off the sedan chair, he entered the tent to practice without movement, and the rest of the people were tiptoeing, for fear of making noise to Canglang.

Heaven and earth were completely darkened, and in order to avoid the cold, everyone also drank small wine and ate barbecue around the bonfire, and the atmosphere gradually became warmer. The noise outside the tent also woke up Canglang, who was meditating, and he couldn't help but laugh bitterly and laugh at himself: "I said that I should take my time, or race against time like this." So he took his work, and got up and came out of the tent.

As soon as he got out of the tent, he was discovered by the sharp-eyed Zhang Shaobai: "Hello sect master! ”

"It's okay, I haven't been so relaxed in a long time, don't you mind if I'm with you?"

"No, no, no, Sect Master, this is our honor, Sect Master, please, please!"

The atmosphere that was still warm just now, as Canglang sat down, immediately fell silent, everyone hurriedly wiped their shiny mouths and sat up.

"Don't be so restrained, everyone can be casual," Canglang didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so fierce.

"Ahem, sect master, that, do you drink, I'll pour you some?" Zhang Shaobai asked boldly.

Canglang nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

"Please forgive the sect master, we are in a hurry to come out this time, and we didn't bring any good wine, you forgive me, forgive me. Uncle Nan finally dared to squeak, and after finishing speaking, he felt that his hands were shaking.

Canglang took the wine glass handed over by Zhang Shaobai's hands, and didn't drink it, just looked at the wine glass in front of him in a daze, and seemed to be distracted.

"Sect Master?" After a while, Zhang Shaobai saw that the sect master was still in a daze, so he couldn't help but say softly.

"Hehe, I remembered some old things. Canglang smiled, but no matter how you look at it, this smile is full of bitterness, "The last time I drank, it was more than three thousand years ago. ”

"Hiss"

The crowd gasped.

"Hehe, sometimes living too long is not necessarily a good thing," Canglang laughed and drank it all.

"Sect Master, don't you want to eat something?" Zhang Shaobai said earnestly.

"No, whole grains are harmful to me. "Canglang is telling the truth, his body is already a pure primordial infant body, Bigu is not a problem, ingesting grains and grains will only make his body mottled and flawed, and he also needs to use his skills to eliminate those impurities.

After drinking two glasses of wine with everyone, Canglang got up and wanted to walk alone, everyone did not doubt him, and stood up to send him off, and after Canglang walked away, the atmosphere became warm again.

The glass of wine three thousand years ago was a cup of wine, and it was a cup of wine that carried the private lifelong vows made by him and Yiya.

Sometimes, Canglang will fall into confusion, he doesn't know what he is desperately cultivating after getting revenge, he doesn't know what he is doing even if he becomes an immortal.

But every time he would attribute these thoughts to his own demons, the demons that hindered his cultivation of the Dao, just like the woman named Yiya, they were all his demons.

But the demon named Yiya is like a needle piercing the bottom of his heart, which will sting him from time to time.

Sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing to live too long, and what a mortal can forget in just a few decades, he will carry for thousands of years, if not longer.

Sleepless nights.

"Sect Master, according to our current progress, we will be able to leave the mountain in two days. After Zhang Shaobai asked Uncle Nan, he reported to Canglang again.

"Well," Canglang still closed his eyes and recuperated, the four people carrying the sedan chair were still the four people from yesterday, they didn't want to be robbed of this good opportunity by others.

The group silently buried their heads in the road for two more days, and finally in the early morning of the third day, everyone arrived at the foot of the mountain on time.

At this time, the genius was slightly bright, the morning dew soaked everyone's clothes and hair, Canglang's still fluttering clothes and dusty appearance formed a sharp contrast with everyone's embarrassed appearance, occasionally a few mountain people who got up early and rushed to the town market to sell mountain goods, seeing this strange lineup of the team, they couldn't help but look twice, and hurried away.

The sedan chair fell smoothly in front of a convoy, and the two people in front of the sedan chair immediately bent down to lower the front section of the sedan chair to facilitate the sedan chair. After Canglang got off the sedan chair, he looked back at the four people who carried the sedan chair, who were already sweating profusely, and their hair was wet with sweat into wisps and clinging to their foreheads.

Seeing their appearance, Canglang also felt something, so he summoned Zhang Shaobai on the side, took out four chalcedony pills and ordered: "These four people have worked hard all the way, so give them these four pills." ”

Zhang Shaobai hurriedly said to the four people who carried the sedan chair: "The sect master has given you the elixir, don't you hurry up and kowtow to thank you!"

Before the four of them could react from the surprise, under Zhang Shaobai's reminder, they hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank them.

Immediately, Zhang Shaobai opened the car door for Canglang and invited Canglang to sit inside.

"Hehe, this technology is really interesting, it doesn't need spiritual power to drive, this thing can drive. After the car started, he looked at the Chen Canglang in the car for a while and said curiously.

"Sect Master, this is what the disciple said about the car that can travel thousands of miles a day by relying on external forces, and the plane that we will have to change in a while, the same is true, a machine that relies on external forces to fly. Zhang Shaobai didn't dare to laugh at Canglang's rarity and weirdness, and he didn't dare to borrow his water tank as a guts.

The convoy went straight to the direction of the airport, the Zhang family's base camp is in Guangdong Province, 108,000 miles away from Qinling, Uncle Nan has contacted the family, and the family has repeatedly confirmed that Uncle Nan is not talking in his dreams, and everyone in the team has confirmed that what Uncle Nan said is true!

Therefore, all the descendants and branches of the Zhang family, even if their legs are broken, they have to climb back! Because, today their Zhang family will usher in an incomparably respected nobleman! Zhang Keji even wanted to come over to greet him in person, but he was worried that the arrangements at home would not be appropriate.

For this reason, the Zhang family specially chartered a special plane and waited at the airport for two days, and the convoy did not stop at the departure platform of ordinary passengers, but drove directly into the tarmac, and stopped in front of the gangway of the special plane after a small half circle. The first is a black Mercedes-Benz G63, followed by a black Audi, the middle of the team is a Maybach S62, Canglang does not know these, does not mean that other people do not know the goods, ordinary passengers who are waiting on the second floor see this large team, have taken out their mobile phones to take pictures or send Moments, discussing which big man is coming.

After the Maybach stopped, Zhang Shaobai hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, and bowed down to ask Canglang to move to board, Canglang glanced at the plane and boarded the gangway.

At this time, the passengers who were still taking pictures on the waiting floor on the second floor were all fried after seeing the canglang after getting off the train.