Chapter 257: Things Are Wrong

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Hundreds of huge ships returned to a dock in Jiaozhou.

Zhang Yang, accompanied by Shen Lan, walked down from the boat, saw an unexpected old man, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Are you Master Puzhi?"

The Puzhi monk who followed Cao Sihai's rebellion in the past has now returned to the vulgar and has become an old man of Longzhong.

"This is my grandfather. Shen Lan looked at Zhang Yang and Grandpa Tai with a surprised face, the two turned out to be acquaintances?

"Zhang Gongzi!" Shen De saw the young man who walked off the boat with Lan'er, although the news had already been transmitted that Lan'er had worshiped a senior in the immortal cultivation world as a teacher, but when he saw this senior, Shen De still rubbed his eyes and exclaimed.

The young sword saint who dominated the world back then, nearly a hundred years later, now he looks like he is only about twenty years old!

"Sure enough, it's Master Puzhi!" Zhang Yang looked at the Puzhi monk who was about to die in front of him, with the longevity of the Qi cultivator, it was not easy for the Puzhi monk to live to this day.

Although the longest Qi cultivator can live to be about one hundred and fifty years old, he also needs to cultivate Qi to the extreme, and this Puzhi monk looks like he is a hundred or dozens of years old!

It's just that I didn't expect that Monk Puzhi was Shen Lan's grandfather.

"Dare to ask Zhang Gongzi, what kind of cultivation is now?" Shen De looked at Zhang Yang, who had not changed much, with a shocked and complicated look on his face, and asked hesitantly.

Zhang Yang said lightly: "Later stage of Jindan." ”

As soon as these words came out, Shen De suddenly showed a look of disbelief, he originally thought that Zhang Yang had entered the immortal cultivation realm for nearly a hundred years, and at most he had cultivated to the foundation building period, but the exercises had the miraculous effect of rejuvenating the face.

I didn't expect it to be a Jindan monk! And it's the late Jindan stage!

Shen De, who used to be a loose cultivator in the Bluestone Mountain Range, naturally knew the status of the Jindan monk in the immortal cultivation world!

Although Shen De instinctively couldn't believe it, he felt that Zhang Yang didn't seem to have the need to lie to him.

Maybe this young man's qualifications in the immortal cultivation world are as demonic as when he roamed the rivers and lakes!

If it is placed in the vast West Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, Monk Jindan may only be regarded as a master. Looking at Xuanzhou, it is already a place where the ancestors can be called ancestors, such as the Qianyang Ancestor of Qianyang Palace, the Sunset Ancestor of the Sunset Sect, the Wuji Ancestor of Wuji Gate, and so on.

Although Shen De only knew a little about the Xuanzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, it did not prevent him from understanding the status of the Jindan monk.

"Lan'er worships Zhang Gongzi as a teacher, which is really a blessing from the cultivation of three lives. Shen De's face changed uncertainly, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"It's a blessing for the old people to see each other, Master Puzhi won't catch up with Zhang here, right?" Zhang Yang glanced at the busy dock, and suddenly said with a smile. Seeing the old man and remembering the past made his heart complicated.

"Childe, please. Shen De respectfully stretched out his hand, how can he have the slightest demeanor of the owner of Wanxing Firm, it is good to know the inside story, but not to know the inside story. All had incredible looks on their faces.

Zhang Yang came to the Shen family in a luxurious carriage, keeping the entire Shen family busy, and Shen De personally accompanied him.

At the banquet, only important members of the Shen family were present, and during the conversation with Monk Puzhi, Zhang Yang also learned about Monk Puzhi's experience over the years.

At that time, the monk Puzhi rebelled with Cao Sihai, and his contribution was not shallow. Together with several congenital masters of the rivers and lakes who also followed Cao Sihai, they created the Wanxing Firm, and the boundary of Jiaozhou was given to the Wanxing Firm by Cao Sihai.

The monk Puzhi is also vulgar, named Shen De, married and had three sons, two of whom also have spiritual roots, although they are only pseudo-spiritual roots, but they also have the cultivation of the early stage of qi cultivation. It is already comparable to the innate master.

Shen De's three sons each had their own children, passed down from generation to generation, and Shen Lan was already the fourth generation.

Although there are many mortals among them, there are also monks with pseudo-spiritual roots, such as Shen Lan, and the 'second master' who was killed by Zhang Yang. ’

Shen De was mixed in the Bluestone Mountains back then, and he also got the Qi training chapter of the Arhat Golden Body Technique. This exercise with the effect of practicing the body became the inheritance of the Shen family, but Shen Lan may be a woman and could not cultivate the Arhat Golden Body Technique, so she practiced a miscellaneous exercise that Shen De had obtained.

There are many immortal cultivators in the early stage of Qi cultivation. After nearly a hundred years of exhibition, the Shen family has become the owner of Wanxing Firm, and several congenital masters of the year have long passed away in the past hundred years, and the descendants left behind can only become vassals of the Shen family.

When these innate masters advanced to the innate level, they were already fifty or sixty years old, but they were over sixty or seventy years old, and naturally they could not survive now.

Like these congenital masters, Zhang Yang also heard the news of the death of Cao Sihai, brother-in-law Shangguan Hong and other deceased people from the mouth of the monk Puzhi.

Zhang Yang also specially asked about the thief door, but according to the monk Puzhi, the thief door has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for a long time.

With Situ Feng's Shouyuan, I am afraid that it has come to an end, and I don't know what happened to my junior sister Ling Xiaoxiao?

Zhang Yang stayed in the Shen family for a month and asked Shen Lan to deal with worldly affairs, and then he knew that it was the prince of Cao Guo who married Shen Lan.

Speaking of which, the ancestor of the Cao family in the Pure Heaven Sect was also kind to him!

No matter how the Cao family and the Shen family handle this marriage, with Zhang Yang's identity here, the question of a qiē does not seem to be a problem.

A month later, Zhang Yang left the Shen family with Shen Lan, and with his escape, within one day, he crossed thousands of miles to the former bluestone town.

Looking at the bluestone town and the bluestone inn that have not changed a little in the past hundred years, Zhang Yang's expression is complicated, and the memories that have been hidden in the depths of his mind appear in front of him one by one.

The love of my parents, my sister came home for the first time, and I saw the tall horse for the first time...

The excitement when I received the task for the first time and the initial cultivation of internal strength...

In the backyard of the inn, two teenagers who are constantly wielding wooden swords are jousting...

...

Zhang Yang and Shen Lan stood in a corner outside the inn, looking at the bluestone inn, their faces were complicated, and they pondered for a long time.

The current innkeeper may be Xiaoqing's descendant, and the maid Xiaoqing who watched him grow up in the past has long since passed away.

In the end, Zhang Yang sighed faintly, and left Qingshi Town with Shen Lan silently, and flew in the direction where Jingzhou City was located.

...

The royal tomb of Jingzhou Wangfu is buried with the king of Jingzhou, the princess, the royal family, the in-laws and so on.

Now in the royal tomb, there are two unpleasant guests.

Looking at the name on the tombstone, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed a little gloomy, with a little tears, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed a few times.

Seeing this, Shen Lan, who was standing on the side of the back, also knelt down and bowed, and within a day, she saw the means of this master, soaring into the sky, and it was not a problem to travel thousands of miles in a day!

This is what she pursues and yearns for!

Zhang Yang stood up, looked at his parents' tombstones expressionlessly, and muttered.

"Children are not filial. ”

I don't know if this sentence is for this life or the previous life, all he can do is bury this family affection in his heart.

I don't know how long, Zhang Yang, who was standing in front of the tombstone, walked to the side, and soon saw the mausoleum of his sister Zhang Ran'er and brother-in-law Shangguan Hong.

appeared in the royal tomb as unscrupulously as he did, and was soon guarded by the royal tomb.

"What kind of person dares to trespass on the king's tomb?" A frightened angry shout sounded, and I saw a few figures flickering in the distance, and soon came close, and there were several guards who had done a good job.

A middle-aged guard looked at the two of them angrily, someone broke into the royal tomb, and he couldn't escape the responsibility for dereliction of duty!

For the sake of today, the only way to do this is to catch the thief and make up for it.

The other guards were also furious, and they didn't know how the two in front of them broke in silently?

Several people drew their swords out of the sheath and attacked Zhang Yang and Shen Lan very tacitly, so that Hao Ran was the one-word lightning sword that the Longmen Dart Bureau relied on to become famous.

Zhang Yang snorted lightly, but he didn't move, and the coercion on his body appeared, and he immediately pressed several guards to the ground, unable to move.

Coercion comes and goes quickly.

Several guards got up from the ground and looked at each other with unbelievable expressions, facing that coercion, like ants facing the sky!

"I don't know your Excellency's name, why did you break into the royal tomb?" the middle-aged guard for the face was fixed, and asked boldly.

Zhang Yang's face moved, and he said abruptly: "Zhang Yang, come to worship your parents and relatives." ”

"Zhang Yang!" The middle-aged guard exclaimed, looked Zhang Yang up and down a few times, and said in surprise: "Zhang Yang, the sword saint who was famous all over the world in the past, is now more than a hundred years old, Your Excellency..."

"Why am I so young?" Zhang Yang replied expressionlessly.

"Exactly. The middle-aged guard looked shocked and disbelieving.

"Since you've heard about me, do you know where I've been in the past hundred years?" Zhang Yang sighed, explaining the matter of immortal cultivators to mortals was nothing more than vain.

"This..."The middle-aged guard's face was stunned, and he was speechless, secretly guessing.

The two of them were talking, and the movement here had already alarmed the other guards guarding the royal tomb, and after a while, a team of royal tomb guards arrived, including hundreds of people, and surrounded the place.

Among the hundreds of people, an old woman who seemed to have a high status walked out, but when the old woman saw Zhang Yang, she exclaimed in disbelief: "Little uncle?"

"Are you Yu'er?" Zhang Yang glanced at the old woman a few times, and also snorted lightly with a moving face.

Shangguan Yu'er has lived in seclusion since the death of her parents and husband, and she is also old, so she sat in seclusion in the royal tomb.

However, due to her father's interference, she wanted to ask for pills for her husband Wang Dongye, but her father strictly stopped her and stated that the pills were strictly forbidden to spread outside, even if it was her husband.

Shangguan Yu'er, who lived in seclusion in the royal tomb, did not expect that a bold thief would dare to break in, and the identity of this bold thief made her extremely shocked and surprised.

looked at the little uncle who was about twenty years old, Shangguan Yu'er, who was already full of old age, with a complicated look on his face.