It was the first spring rain of the year, but unfortunately someone was not in the mood to watch it. After sitting back down, someone with a guilty conscience pretended to turn his head to look out of the carriage and said softly: "Spring rain is as precious as oil."

As for the flushed-faced woman, she quickly calmed down, straightened her clothes, and did not speak immediately. Instead, she lifted the curtain and looked at the surrounding scenery. The team was already approaching Changping Prefecture, where the divine capital is located.

In the next few days, Chen Chao first memorized the booklet given by Xie Nandu by heart, then picked up the handkerchief and began to learn the secret techniques on it. He didn't know if it was luck or he was born with this talent.

Chen Chao still followed what he learned above seriously, and unknowingly, a weak aura actually appeared in his meridians.

The aura was mysterious and mysterious. It seemed useless, at least it was impossible to kill people. But according to the secret method, it showed that Chen Chao was qualified to learn the art of looking at the aura.

When Chen Chao thought that she was the only one in the sect that knew this Qi-gazing technique, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. Maybe his career as a martial artist had gone astray, and maybe becoming a Qi-refining practitioner was the way to go.

On the broad road, soon, he may be the number one qigong practitioner in the world.

However, when he thought about the current attitude of the Qi Refiner lineage towards him, Chen Chao felt sad. With this talent alone, it was estimated that no sect would be willing to take him in.

Chen Chao quickly threw away the thoughts in his mind and rubbed his head. There is no need to worry about the Qi-gazing technique. You can just practice it when you have time. On the contrary, this trip to the north has experienced so much.

In this life-and-death battle, there are many things that should be considered carefully. After all, whether it is the life-and-death battle with Yuan Ling, or the more dangerous battle with Xilu later, as well as the Sword Sect Great Talisman that I saw afterwards, and the subsequent

The sword sect master's battle with the Demon Emperor was of some benefit to him, but the next two opportunities were not that great. Who said he was not a sword cultivator, but just a martial artist?

But all in all, the most important thing was the battle in which Emperor Daliang killed Yuan Shan with a sword. In that battle, Emperor Daliang almost taught Chen Chao how to use the sword step by step.

That would be of greatest benefit to him.

Chen Chao also had a question, that is, when it comes to swordsmanship, who is stronger, the late general, or his uncle.

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Chao felt that it should be his uncle.

But after all, the previous owner of his sword was probably the best swordsman in the world.

Xie Nandu saw how busy Chen Chao was these days and did not take the initiative to disturb her. Like Chen Chao, she gained a lot during her journey to the north, especially the final battle between the master of the Sword Sect and the Demon Emperor.

, for Xie Nandu, it is a great opportunity. The world's number one sword master, just being able to see one or two clues will be of great benefit. Although Xie Nandu's ambition is entirely in the north, but

His own talent is real, and he probably has more insights into that battle than Yu Xiyi.

These days, it’s time to digest what I gained.

It wasn't until a few days later, after both of them had digested all of this, that they opened their eyes again.

Chen Chao felt that Xie Nandu's sword energy was sharper than before, and he couldn't help but sigh: "You are really a monster."

The woman in front of me was walking a little too fast on the path of spiritual practice.

Xie Nandu reminded softly: "There are about ten days left before we enter the Divine Capital."

Chen Chao hummed, but still didn't care much.

Xie Nandu remained silent and just looked at him.

Chen Chao said: "There is no way that as soon as I arrived in front of the city gate of the divine capital, a large group of so-called former ministers would kneel in front of the city gate, crying with tears and snot in their eyes and shouting, "Your Highness, we have finally waited for you, and then

Put the imperial robe on me and let me ascend the throne right away?"

Xie Nandu couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

It's really a bit too ridiculous.

"But I guess that as soon as I return to the Divine Capital and separate from you, I will meet a lot of people I don't want to see." Chen Chao suddenly joked: "Otherwise, if I work hard, you can also find a queen to be a queen.

Do?"

Xie Nandu shook his head and said, "It's boring."

Chen Chao frowned and said, "Is it boring to be a queen, or is it boring to marry me?"

Xie Nandu glanced at Chen Chao, "What do you think?"

Chen Chao lowered his voice and said, "If I become the emperor, how dare you not open the middle door of your Xie family to me?"

"So you have always remembered this matter." Xie Nandu said, "It's hard to say. I'm also very curious about what the ancestor of the Xie family will choose."

Chen Chao sighed and said, "I'm very busy."

While talking, Chen Chao took out the handkerchief again and wanted to see how to practice Qi Watching. Xie Nandu glanced at it and asked, "What's that girl's name?"

Chen Chao subconsciously blurted out, "Liang Jinjin."

It was only after he finished speaking that he noticed Xie Nandu looking at him.

Chen Chao slapped his forehead and understood, and fell in love with this woman again.

At this moment, Chen Chao began to be extremely glad that the woman in front of him had not learned the Qi-gazing technique, otherwise how would he have lived the rest of his life?

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Most of the Qi Refiner Sects in the North are located at the junction of Changping Prefecture and Xinliu Prefecture, and the location selection is extremely demanding. As a group of people in the world who care most about the fate of heaven and earth, there are naturally great requirements for choosing a sect location.

Songxi Mountain is not a large sect of qigong masters in the North. There are only more than a hundred disciples in a mountain gate now, but the location of the mountain gate is not bad. Back then, the founder of Songxi Mountain traveled around the world and came to Songxi Mountain. He saw a thousand-year-old pine on the top of the mountain.

There is also a stream flowing slowly from the top of the mountain beside you. You can tell at a glance that this place is the blessed land of Dongtian. Later, the sect was established again and named after Songxi Mountain.

At its peak, there were thousands of disciples in Songxi Mountain, and they once almost became the leader of the Qi Refiner lineage in the North. However, it was a pity that in recent years, there had not been any strong men worthy of the name in the mountain sect. As time went by,

As time goes by, the decline of the sect is natural and inevitable.

The current generation of Songxi Mountain Master, Zhuyue Zhenren, is just a Qi practitioner in the other side realm, and most of the strong men in the mountain are also in this realm. Therefore, Songxi Mountain has actually been very low-key in these years.

Liang Jinjin returned to the sect before the trip to Mobei was over, but she was uneasy along the way. After all, the sect sent several of their brothers and sisters to Mobei this time, but in the end she was the only one who returned. It was not good no matter what.

Account.

But even though she was feeling uneasy, she embarked on her way home. Now when she arrived at the foot of the mountain, as soon as she showed up, the two disciples guarding the mountain at the mountain gate were excited and shouted: "Senior Sister Liang!"

Liang Jinjin came back to his senses, looked at the two junior brothers who had just gone up the mountain, forced a smile and nodded.

"Senior Sister Liang...Where are Senior Brother Xu and the others?"

"Well... I'm going to see the mountain master, and then..."

Liang Jinjin didn't say much, and quickly went up the mountain. It didn't take long before she met Zhuyue Zhenren, the mountain master of Songxi Mountain of this generation, who was also her master.

Zhuyue Zhenren is already over fifty years old, but she doesn't look old. She looks like a woman who has just reached her thirties. However, the vicissitudes and fatigue in her eyes make her look a little lifeless.

After Liang Jinjin saluted, just as he was about to speak, Master Zhuyue waved his hand and said: "I already know that this trip to the north is not easy, and it is not easy for you to come back alive. As for your senior brothers and sisters, it is fate, so I can't blame anyone."

people."

Liang Jinjin said softly: "Senior brothers and sisters all died for our disciples. Please punish me, master."

Zhuyue Zhenren smiled and said, "What's the point of punishment? It's not you who killed your senior brothers and sisters. Since they were not fighting against each other, you are not guilty. If you didn't get that thing, it's a given. You don't need to blame yourself."

Liang Jinjin was startled, but he quickly took out the things he had picked up in Xiaoshan Sect from his arms and handed them to Zhuyue Zhenren, "Disciple is fortunate to have lived up to his fate. Although he failed to return with his senior brothers and sisters, fortunately he found this

Object."

Master Zhuyue took it and looked at it, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and asked curiously: "How did you obtain this object?"

Liang Jinjin opened his mouth and quickly talked about what he had encountered along the way. Of course, he had already thought about how to say it beforehand, so there were not many problems.

After Master Zhuyue heard this, he said with emotion: "It's really hard on you, it's really not easy, but your senior brothers and sisters deserved their death."

Afterwards, Master Zhuyue comforted Liang Jinjin for a few words and asked her to go back and rest.

Looking at his master's back, Liang Jinjin didn't feel much joy. Instead, he seemed particularly unfamiliar with his master's anomalies.

After returning to his residence, Liang Jinjin sat in front of the window and looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, but he was a little absent-minded.

What came to mind instead was the figure of that man.

Liang Jinjin's cheeks were slightly red and he sighed secretly, but after a moment, he held his cheek again and thought of the man's upper body covered with scars.

I couldn't help but sigh.

What exactly has he been through?

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Luming Temple, a small temple in the back mountain.

These days, the old monk may have felt that staying in the temple was too boring, so he simply sat on the threshold. The sun was good today, a rare warm spring sun, but those warm sunshine fell on the old monk.

on his face, but still couldn't illuminate all the ravines on his face, and those things hidden in the wrinkles never came to light.

In the sunshine, flying dust was flying in the air on the dusty robes of the old monk. The old monk looked down, with no emotion in his cloudy eyes.

The old monk squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the warm sun shining in the sky. In fact, the monks have a different name for the sun, called Tianxing.

However, the more widely circulated folk sayings are the sun and the stars, which only exist among many elderly monks and those classics.

The old monk sat on the threshold for a moment, then vaguely saw someone dressed in black approaching in the distance.

This scene made the old monk, who had lived for who knows how many years, feel a little dazed for a moment. He had spent most of his life in this small temple and had no friends. Maybe he had, but they had been there long ago.

He left with no disciples. Over the years, although he occasionally gave guidance to some monks in the temple, he did not have the title of master or disciple. On the contrary, the Daliang Guoshi, who was known as the demon monk, was really regarded by him as his disciple.

It's a pity that there is still no name of master and disciple. Now, the Daliang Imperial Master has passed away many years ago.

The once young monk also liked to wear black clothes.

Now I saw another young monk who liked to wear black clothes.
To be continued...