A month later.

Today is not a special day, but it is the most lively day in the history of Chang'an Town. The He family spared no effort to show their wealth and strength, and arranged the entire Chang'an Town with flowers and willows, full of joy.

He Xiong built a "Wangxian Terrace" in his compound, surrounded by twelve tables of eight immortals, on which the aroma of wine and delicacies is compelling, and the gold and silver plates are even more dazzling. The people who can sit on these twelve Eight Immortal Tables are all famous people in the town, and the wine tables outside the courtyard are even more numerous. Regardless of whether you are from Chang'an Town or not, as long as you come to celebrate the birthday of He Kun, the young master of the He family, and welcome the immortals of the Zhongnan faction together, you can enjoy a delicious meal on the table.

The people in the town also gathered at the wine table set up by He Mansion, and the main purpose of everyone was to meet the Taoist immortal who was said to be coming to pick up He Kun to Zhong Nanshan to cultivate.

At noon, the He Mansion was naturally very lively. Although Lin Xiu's father Lin Qi did not go to the wine table, he also looked at the alley from a distance, wanting to see what the immortals were like.

When he talked to Lin Xiu about this last night, Lin Qi originally wanted to bring his son to take a look, but he found that Lin Xiu didn't seem to have much interest in that Zhongnan sect immortal. The entire Chang'an Town went to Hefu, and only Lin Xiu and Dean Zeng, who was not very good-tempered, remained in the private school.

It's not that Lin Xiu doesn't want to meet the immortal of the Zhong Nan faction, it's just that he already has some understanding of Xiuzhen now, and he knows that the person sent by Zhong Nanshan to pick up He Kun shouldn't be a real immortal. Moreover, Lin Xiu had already seen Dean Zeng's Immortal Wind Dao Bone, so he didn't have much interest. He felt that instead of going to join in the fun, it was better to take the opportunity to cultivate.

Now although Lin Xiu knew that the brush was secretly instilling spiritual energy into him, but his talent was limited, and he was still quite far away from condensing qi, Lin Xiu naturally didn't dare to delay time.

There was laughter in He Mansion, He Kun dragged his fat body and followed his father back and forth between the wine tables, and after he finished toasting seven or eight tables of wine, he was already tired and panting.

At this moment, a purple gas swept across the sky, making a pleasant buzz, and everyone heard the sound, only to see the spiritual light flashing on the Wangxian platform, and a handsome young man in a white robe and a six-foot long sword appeared in front of everyone. The young man was slender and beautiful, and as soon as he appeared, the young women around him almost screamed.

When He Xiong saw it, he hurriedly ran forward and knelt under the Wangxian platform, and said respectfully: "He Xiong of Chang'an Town greets the high immortals of the Zhongnan faction. After speaking, He Xiong hurriedly turned around and gave He Kun a look. He Kun also immediately knelt next to his father and shouted compliments at the young people on the stage.

The young man smiled slightly, "You are He Kun?"

He Kun raised his head and replied with a smile, "The disciple is exactly." ”

"Well, in the name of the Master, I came to pick you up. ”

Hearing that the young immortal on the stage was indeed here to pick up his son to cultivate immortals, He Xiong immediately laughed from ear to ear, he got up and said: "Gao Xian has come from afar, please stay in the cold house for a few days, so that my He family can enjoy the friendship of the landlord." ”

"No need. The young monk said, "In addition to taking He Kun here, I also want to select young people with excellent talents in your Chang'an Town to enter my Zhongnan faction." ”

"What? I ...... to pick up other people to be immortals with me?" He Kun was about to rush out, but was stopped by his father.

He Xiong glared at his son fiercely, and then stepped forward and said with a smile: "Gao Xian, our Chang'an Town is small, except for my son He Kun, the other dolls are relatively ordinary, you see ......"

Before He Xiong finished speaking, everyone in the audience exploded like a pot, and squeezed over towards Wangsendai. The men held their children high above their heads and shouted:

"Immortal, my child has a fairy root. ”

"The immortal master of the Zhongnan faction, my daughter is sure to be the life of a cultivator. ”

"My son started meditating when he was four years old. ”

"Immortal Master, my ancestors lived at the foot of Zhong Nan Mountain, and my child may still be stained with fairy energy. ”

Looking at the people in front of him, this young cultivator from the Zhongnan faction smiled faintly. "Okay, don't make noise, teenagers who are too young are exempt, I only look at dolls about ten years old, and I have to test them. ”

After the young man finished speaking, many people in the audience retreated in frustration, and the rest of the people also asked with blank eyes: "Immortal, what kind of test method do you want?"

The young man said: "Of course, cultivating immortals depends on talent, but in addition, it also depends on how well their character is cultivated. ”

After he finished speaking, the children who were studying in the private school were immediately pushed into the eyes of the young people by their parents. Everyone shouted about how their children knew how to read and learn, and how the Four Books and Five Classics were memorized.

The young man didn't check them one by one, but just smiled and said, "In this case, let these children go to your town's private school for an exam, and each of them write a poem to prove that they can read and hyphenate." Next, I'll check out his talent one by one. ”

He Xiong muttered in his heart: "Eh, the immortal master of the Zhongnan faction didn't tell me that he wanted to choose other disciples that day, and he also told me that there would be a master coming, why is it a young immortal who is coming now, tsk......" But it doesn't matter, anyway, it is a sure thing that his son He Kun will enter the Zhongnan faction." So, He Xiong continued to diligently lead the way for the young monk, leading dozens of dolls behind him to the private school.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the private school, the young cultivator looked around, and an unnoticed sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

He Xiong had already sent someone to the private school in advance to inform Dean Zeng of the matter, saying that this was a major matter in Chang'an Town, and that Dean Zeng must agree.

Zeng Li heard that Zhong Nan was coming a long time ago, and he didn't panic, anyway, as long as he continued to hide, even if a certain senior brother came, it would be difficult to find his traces. When he heard that Zhong Nan sent a young cultivator, Zeng Li was even more relieved, so he agreed to let those children go back to the private school for testing.

The Zhong Nan faction pays attention to the cultivation of its disciples, and the assessment of writing skills has always been a thing, Zeng Li knows it very well. Before those people arrived, he asked Lin Xiu in a low voice to the side, "Lin Xiu, do you want to go to the Zhongnan Sect to practice?"

Lin Xiu replied, "Yes, but it's the same to be able to practice with Dean Zeng." ”

"How is it the same, Zhong Nan Sect Nadi Star Cultivation Sect, I can't hide it, I used to be a disciple of Zhong Nan Sect. ”

"Ah, Dean Zeng is a disciple of the Zhongnan faction, so isn't that young immortal your junior?"

Dean Zeng twisted his beard, "Yes, but you can't talk nonsense, besides, you already have the aura in your body, and you can't be discovered by that young man, it's too late to let you go back now, come with me." ”

Zeng Li brought Lin Xiu into his bedroom, and then pushed open a wall, revealing a mezzanine.

"There's a hidden circle in this mezzanine, you just have to stay in it and wait for those people to go before coming out. ”

Lin Xiu answered, and then, Zeng Li closed the mezzanine and walked back to the lobby of the private school.

As soon as he came out, Zeng Li saw that under the leadership of He Xiong, a white-robed disciple of the Zhongnan faction entered the private school, followed by the teenagers and their families in the private school, and there was an endless stream of people watching the excitement at the door.

"It's okay to borrow the private school for you, but don't make trouble here for me, break things, and you will have to compensate according to the price. Zeng Li pretended to be normal and said loudly. At the same time, he also took a closer look at the young monk of the Zhong Southern Sect. Zeng Li knew at a glance that the young man's cultivation was between the fifth and sixth layers of condensation, but Zeng Li felt that the young man's bearing was unusually strong, and the smile on the corner of his mouth reminded him of a lot of past events.

He Xiong had no temper with this dean Zeng, and after saying some kind things, he began to beckon these private school students back to their seats. Zeng Li turned around and went back to the room, and when he walked out of the lobby, he suddenly felt a chill in his back. Looking back, Zeng Li found that the young monk was staring at him with an unpredictable smile on his face.

Zeng Li trembled, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart. He immediately rushed back to his bedroom and prepared to take Lin Xiu out of the private school.

But just as Zeng Li stepped into the room, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Dean Zeng, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zeng Li turned around and saw the white-robed disciple stroking the long sword in his hand, standing in front of him with a nonchalant expression. Zeng Li looked at the other party's eyes carefully, and the more he looked at it, the colder his heart became.

"You, you're ......"

Before Zeng Li could say a word, the figure of the man in front of him flashed, and he pushed him into the house.

The door slammed shut, and the long sword in the hands of the young disciples of the Zhongnan Sect was unsheathed at the same time, and the moment the spiritual power appeared, the sharp sword body had already resisted Zeng Li's throat.

"Senior Brother Xu Chunqiu, I haven't seen you for a long time. The young monk sneered.

"You, you are Senior Brother Zhao Yuqi!" Zeng Li's tone was frightened, and his eyes showed even more despair.

The young cultivator is none other than Zhao Yuqi, the head of the Zhongnan faction.

A month ago, in that Wang Bo, Zhao Yuqi found out that he had indeed been hit by the "Scattered Spirit Seizure". After a little questioning, Wang Bo immediately told his origin. So, Zhao Yuqi recruited He Kun as an apprentice, and after taking the "Yi Rong Dan", he hid his cultivation and came to Chang'an Town. He had insight into everyone in the He Mansion, but he did not find any trace of his junior brother Xu Chunqiu. So, Zhao Yuqi immediately thought of the place where Wang Bo used to teach. The moment she saw the director of the private school, Zhao Yuqi knew that she had come to the right place. He didn't expect that the person he had been looking for for fifty years would be hiding near Zhong Nanshan.

"Senior Brother Xu, you can make Senior Brother and I miss it for a long time, after Master died, we haven't seen each other for fifty years, tsk, I just didn't expect that fifty years later, you will still be the cultivation of this virtual realm. Master handed over the ten layers of dreams to you, and it looks like you've lost your eyes, right? Hahaha......"

Zhao Yuqi sneered. The reason why he came to Chang'an Town so rigorously was because he was afraid of his junior brother Xu Chunqiu's cultivation after obtaining the ten-layer dream realm. But he never thought that the junior brother was still the same junior brother back then, and his cultivation was still the second to last among the seven of them. So, he didn't bother to use the spirit sword against Xu Chunqiu's throat again, and as soon as he raised his hand, he withdrew the long sword into its sheath.

Xu Chunqiu also calmed down a little, but his breathing was still rapid.

"Senior brother, you have already become the head of the house, what are you looking for me for?"

"You know best what to do. Zhao Yuqi said in a cold voice, "The ten-layer dream realm was created by the master in Zhong Nanshan, and it is naturally the secret method of the Zhong Nan faction, and you leave Zhong Nanshan with it without permission, this is a capital crime." As he spoke, Zhao Yuqi's tone softened slightly, "However, as long as you call out the ten-layer dream realm and read it in everyone's senior brothers, I will let you live." ”

Xu Chunqiu's eyes began to become resolute, and he said in a deep voice: "Master just didn't want the ten-layer dream realm to fall into your hands before he died, even if he died today, I wouldn't give it to you." ”

"Oh, Senior Brother Xu, with Senior Brother present, do you really think that you can die if you want to?" Zhao Yuqi sneered, "Don't worry, Senior Brother won't let you die, I remember that you saved my life in the middle of the competition, I am a person who knows how to repay my kindness, after I dig out the ten-layer dream realm from your soul, I will make you into a furnace and let you be by my side forever...... Alive. ”

"Zhao Yuqi!" Xu Chunqiu gritted his teeth fiercely, and the white silk whisk suddenly appeared in his hand, and he was about to wave it at Zhao Yuqi in a blink of an eye.

However, before the spiritual power in his body could gather, the long sword that Zhao Yuqi had withdrawn was unfurled again, and it instantly penetrated Xu Chunqiu's right chest with vertical and horizontal spiritual power. With the sword in his right hand and the method with his left hand, the moment Xu Chunqiu retreated, his body was trapped by the rope made of white spiritual light, and the spiritual power of Zhao Yuqi's knotting period instantly poured into his body, making Xu Chunqiu's meridians around his body completely suppressed.

The difference in the realm is irreparable by cultivators, and Zhao Yuqi cultivated in the later stage of the Dan, and it was no effort to kill Xu Chunqiu. But if you want to get the ten-layer dream, not only can't this Xu Chunqiu be killed, but Zhao Yuqi must also let him live well.

But what Zhao Yuqi didn't expect was that as soon as he suppressed it with spiritual power, Xu Chunqiu fell to the ground and fainted.

"What a waste like Qi Heng. After Zhao Yuqi finished speaking coldly, she took another deep breath, and then showed the habitual smile on the corner of her mouth. "After fifty years, I can finally get ten layers of dream ......"

At this time, Zhao Yuqi's cold eyes suddenly had a hint of gentleness, and he said slowly: "Xiao Yan...... Don't be afraid, brother will pick you up soon. ”