The scholar surnamed Li chose to escape and commit suicide, which did not bring him much sympathy, but aggravated the prejudice of the world against him, because the impact of doing this kind of thing is indeed too bad.

When Sikong Zhan got the news, he didn't have any special reaction, since that scholar had the courage to do so, he had to be mentally prepared to bear all the consequences.

Suicide may not be a relief for him, not everyone can have the courage to face the world's fingers calmly, and live in a look of ridicule and disdain.

To blame, maybe he was too stupid, or that others were not as stupid as he thought.

The death of the scholar surnamed Li is like a summer bubble for Sikong Zhan, just a flicker in front of him, and then disappear without a trace. His concern for now was that he hadn't found an opportunity for him to stretch his hand.

People often say: troubled times are coming, there will be demons.

But it has been several years since the troubled times, but the Zhenjiang area is as clean as a blank piece of paper. As soon as Sikong Zhan inquired a little, he knew the reason, which turned out to be because of the Fahai Zen Master of Jinshan Temple.

"Fahai has a lot of ability, and his hands and feet are sharp, and he often goes down the mountain to wander around when he has nothing to do, especially he seems to have an extraordinary obsession with subduing demons and eliminating demons, and plows his own door over and over again, even if there are more demons and monsters, he can't withstand his harvest one by one, and the output of monsters can't catch up with his harvesting speed at all.

Therefore, there have been no rumors of monsters in the local area, and the monsters from other places have heard of Fahai's famous name, even if they eat the gall of the ambitious leopard, they don't have the courage to set foot in the Zhenjiang area.

As a result, Fahai often had to travel outside to satisfy his strong desire to harvest youkai. ”

In the realm of Fahai, such a peculiar phenomenon appeared, Sikong Zhan could only admire it, and only smiled bitterly. He wants to show off his spells, but he can't perform them like a showman, that's really unreasonable.

I can't say it, he wants to leave Zhenjiang, follow in the footsteps of Fahai, and go to the outside realm to do a big ticket, in short, his reputation for knowing spells must be started recently, and it doesn't have to be in Zhenjiang.

After a few more days, Sikong Zhan's eyes were open, but he couldn't create an opportunity, so he had to decide to leave Zhenjiang, anyway, his White Snake journey was over, and he could be regarded as completing a small knot in his heart.

Sometimes, things just fall together like this,

In the early morning of this day, with a deep "disappointment" in Zhenjiang, Sikong Zhan was about to leave, but was attracted by one thing, it turned out that the Chen family hurriedly came to post a notice, which said that they would invite strange people to the Chen Mansion, but the specific matter was not clearly stated.

His subordinates had a heavy face, it must have been a big incident in the house, but there were unspeakable secrets that could not be made public.

Anyway, he had a good impression of the Chen family's Chen Ming, Sikong Zhan decided to go at the time of parting and invited strange people to go by name, sure that things would not be simple, maybe the big one he wanted to do should be in this matter.

The Chen family has prestige, status, and fame, what do they want, the conditions are perfectly met, as long as they solve the troubles for others, they still have to work hard everywhere to find work?

Of course, these are all his guesses, and he still has to go there himself.

With the mentality of killing two birds with one stone, both public and private, Sikong Zhan retracted his steps out of the city, turned back, inquired about the location of the Chen family's mansion, and quickly found the door.

Outside the gate of Chen's house, the plaque hanging above the door at the first glance of Sikong Zhan is written with two gilded characters of "Chen Mansion", the pen gesture is vigorous, vigorous and powerful, and it comes from the handwriting of a famous artist.

On both sides of the gate stood two small servants, looking at both sides of the avenue from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.

Sikong Zhan's arrival, the two little guys were naturally Chu, they saw Sikong Zhan wearing a robe, a gourd hanging from his waist, and a long sword on his back, just standing there, with his own vigorous bearing, which was unconsciously convincing.

Both of them were clever people, and their eyes suddenly lit up, it was the master who rushed to show them, and they hurriedly bowed down to greet them.

"Dare to ask the question...... a little guy opened his mouth to ask, his tone respectful.

Sikong Zhan is usually informal, but he still cares a lot about his appearance, like Daoji monk, that is, if you have the ability, people will also blast people out as liars, even if you have to do it reluctantly, you will also divide, the matter has not been done, you will be beaten first, that is the way of Jigong.

Jigong's way, Sikong Zhan can't learn it, and he won't learn it, he has his own way, how much ability he has, how much respect he deserves, this is his principle.

"The poor Dao Quanzhen Sect is Kong Zhan, and the occasional notice has come to your mansion and can't help. ”

"Huh......? You're ...... Is it the leader of the Quanzhen Sect?"

Xiao Xiao's mouth opened wide in shock, and the other person's expression was also not too much, although they were not martial artists, but the great names of the Quanzhen Sect were like thunder, in their impression, the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect had the ability, not to mention the world's number one Sikong Dao Master.

Seeing Sikong Zhan nodding, this little guy was excited, and hurriedly said to Sikong Zhan: "Dao Chief, wait a minute, the little one will go and inform the master." Before the words fell, he pulled his legs and ran back, probably using too much force, almost falling, and kept whispering: "My good boy, my God,......"

The rest of the little guy had bright eyes, Zhan seemed to follow, worship and admiration, maybe in awe, he didn't dare to look at Sikong Zhan in the open, just secretly watched.

"Master, master!" shouted the little guy as he ran.

Master Chen was worried, listening to the shouting of the people outside, there were no rules, and his heart was even more angry. Without waiting for the little guy to enter the main hall, he couldn't help but walk to the door and said angrily: "It's not big or small, what are you calling nonsense?"

"Uhhh......h "Master!" said the little servant.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" asked Old Man Chen with a frown.

The little guy suddenly frowned, and said excitedly: "Master, there is a master outside, who said that he is the head of the Quanzhen Sect. ”

"What did you say?" said Master Chen, thinking that he hadn't heard clearly, asked again.

"The Sikong Dao Master of the Quanzhen Sect, the No. 1 Sikong Dao Master in the world is here. The little guy repeated again.

This time, Master Chen was sure that he had heard correctly, and he became excited.

"But that Sikong Zhan Sikong Dao Leader with a divine weapon?"

"Back to the master, it's that person. ”

Master Chen clapped his hands happily and hurriedly instructed the little guy: "Why didn't you say it earlier? What are you doing staying here, why don't you go and invite someone in for me!"

"Wait, I'll go and ask for it myself. ”

Master Chen was afraid of lack of sincerity, so it was better to go out to greet him by himself, he was forty or fifty years old, and hurriedly walked out, trotting behind him, ready to take care of him at any time.

The two of them went out one after the other, and Master Chen stood first, an elegant young Taoist, no need to think about it, he must be the Sikong Daoist of the Quanzhen Sect.