Chapter 1013 Zhang Lan
Elder Zhang turned his head and glared at him with a cold look.
The monk in green immediately had a numb scalp, brushed his clothes and stood up, bowed and apologized, "You are rude."
Elder Feng smiled kindly.
Elder Zhang said, "Younger is not so rude, elder."
"It's okay..." Elder Feng waved his hand, looked at the monk in green, and asked, "This is..."
The monk in green saluted and said, "Junior, Zhang Lan."
< br>"Zhang Lan..."
Elder Feng pondered, and saw that he was wearing green clothes, with good looks, free and steady eyebrows and eyes, and was not lacking in stability. He was not old, and had already achieved the cultivation of Jindan. He immediately became amazed and praised "As long as his name is, he is talented and handsome, and has a bright mind. The Zhang family really has many talents..."
Elder Zhang brushed his hand, "Brother Feng praised me, this kid is used to being unconventional and never has a good appearance anywhere."
Of course, he said this, but a hint of relief still appeared in his eyes.
Zhang Lan, he has seen this boy since he was a child.
I used to think that this kid was lazy, acted ruthlessly, and had no sense of doing things, so it would be difficult to become a great man.
But after going out for a while, he didn't know what he had experienced, but he became much more calm and could calm down and practice. He could improve his cultivation for a long time, which was a life-threatening life.
Elder Feng poured tea for Elder Zhang.
The boy also respectfully stepped forward and poured a cup for Zhang Lan again. "Drink tea." The elder of the Feng family said, making a "please" gesture.
Elder Zhang nodded, "It's a blessing."
Then the two elders continued to chat, talking about the changes of sects, the past, the customs of Qianxue, the origin of genius, etc.
The other Zhang family members were all aside and listened quietly.
Zhang Lan also lowered his eyebrows and listened respectfully, but his heart couldn't help but fluctuate.
Ink painting?
He heard it right just now, right?
The Qianxue genius just mentioned, the leader of the formation, is it... ink painting?
Zhang Lan found it incredible.
This is what he knows...that ink painting?
This is the Qianxuezhou world with a fifth-grade Qianxue. It is a world where families gathered and sects are numerous. The top-grade one is not as good as a dog. The genius is everywhere... Can he make a fortune even?
It's not just a normal thing to make a fortune. In the middle stage of foundation building, the peak of the nineteen-patterned spiritual consciousness, overwhelming the four major sects and winning the leader of the formation...
This is too outrageous. Don't dare to write this in...
Zhang Lan frowned and couldn't help but ponder: "The same name and surname?" "This ink painting is not the ink painting I know?" But it wasn't right ...
How could it be so coincidental? He had encountered both "ink paintings".
Moreover, Elder Feng also said that this "Mo Hua" has strong spiritual consciousness, is good at spells, and will hide...
This is obviously the boy Mo Hua, and it is "high-end", no, it is "top-end" ink painting.
But to say that these two ink paintings are the same person...
Zhang Lan can't believe it very much.
And the more I think about it, the harder I feel.
"Look for an opportunity to see...is it really the child Mo Hua..." Zhang Lan said silently in his heart.
On the other side, Elder Zhang and Elder Feng were still chatting.
The years of practicing Taoism are long, and the life of monks is long. In addition, the Jiuzhou is endless and the mountains are long. Many old friends of Taoism often have no chance to meet each other for decades, hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years. .
A lot of relatives, friends and Taoists even met for the last time in their lives without realizing it.
Times are long, misfortunes and fortunes are unpredictable, and life and death are separated.
I met again the next day, but I had no chance to meet again, so I could only pour a glass of wine in front of the grave to express my comfort.
So, when old friends meet, they will inevitably talk a little too much.
Gradually, the rusty that had not been seen for many years disappeared, and the tone of the two became warmer.
Elder Feng felt the past and sighed:
"The Feng family and the Zhang family are family friends. You and I were studying at Qianxue, and we were in the same mood. The day we formed the elixir is almost the same. Now Brother Dao has become a true person, and my old bone is still in the late stage of the Jindan. , I am really ashamed..."
Elder Zhang shook his head: "Brother Feng is so serious..."
"The heavens are always alive, the fullness and emptiness are counted, and the misfortunes and good fortunes are endless. People practice in this life, The ups and downs are unpredictable, no one can tell whether it is good or bad. "
"All you can do is just do good things and don't ask about your future." "
"The practice of practicing When the heat reaches the time, it will naturally happen. If the heat does not exist, then practice again. Live until old age, practice until old age, and let the rest go naturally."
"It's success or failure, disaster or blessing, it's not something you and I can control..."
Elder Feng relied on these words for a long time, his mood gradually calmed down, and nodded and said:
" My brother is right, it’s because I’m impetuous..."
The two talked about some experience in practicing Taoism.
Elder Zhang Dazong Yuhua's experience comes one by one, and he knows everything and speaks everything.
Elder Feng was so obsessed with hearing that he benefited a lot.
Unclesed, the night became darker. Elder Feng suddenly felt it and said with apologies: "I'm old, and when I get upset, I'll never end. I almost forgot to do anything. Brother Daoist It is better to take a break early for those who practice Taoism."
"This little bit of tiredness is nothing," said Elder Zhang.
But that being said, Elder Feng could not really be without a wink.
"The cave is ready, please rest for a while."
"Before tomorrow, I will take you to the swordsmanship conference to watch the ceremony. I will see this grand event of Qianxue, which is a genius style..."
>Elder Zhang nodded, "Thank you."
Then a boy led everyone to rest.
The Zhang family members saluted and thanked Elder Feng.
After rushing for too long, they were indeed very tired, so they fell asleep while they were stuck in the couch.
Zhang Lan was also very sleepy at first, but now he heard the word "ink painting", lying on the couch, thinking about it, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep.
That's it, until the next day when Zhang Lan was still lazy and tired.
If on weekdays, Elder Zhang will inevitably give him a speech.
Tell him that the monk practices, which is flesh and blood, spiritual power, but also energy and spirit.
If you are unstable, still irritable, and don’t know how to maintain your health and nature, how can you ask the truth attentively?
But I thought that this was a visit to the Feng family, and along the way, Elder Zhang stopped talking.
Besides, today, there is another important thing.
They are going to go to the sword and watch the ceremony.
Elder Feng specially prepared a table of spiritual food and delicious wine to entertain Elder Zhang and the children of the Zhang family, which was considered as a welcome to the public.
After that, everyone went up to Mount Ludao.
Along the way, Elder Feng talked about the famous scenic spots in Qianxuezhou and the magnificent mountain courtyards for everyone.
The light suddenly rises in the sky, and occasionally feathers turn into the sky, causing the sea of clouds to churn.
The Zhang family members were shocked.
Even Elder Zhang sighed with emotion:
"My Zhang family is a fourth-rank family. It is the dominant family in Canglan Prefecture. There are no less than ten real people in Yuhua in the clan. Speaking of which, it is also considered a giant."
"But at this Yuhua Qianxue, who is full of Yuhua, is a huge player."
"But at this Yuhua Tiantian Qianxue Compared with this family where the state is filled with the bell and the tripod is really a witch. "
"Brother Dao, don't be too humble..." Elder Feng shook his head and said, "The Qianxue Prefecture is rare after all. The Great Prefectures. Even in the fifth-rank state, it is the best one. "
"What's more, as the saying goes, a strong dragon will not defeat local snakes." "
"The Qianxue Prefectures Inside, no matter how many families there are or how strong they are, they are only limited to this world."
"It's not like the Zhang family, who dominates the world."
In the Qianxuezhou community, there are many fourth- and fifth-rank families.
But when there are more things, it is easy to be worthless.
There are many ordinary fifth-rank families in the Qianxuezhou community. In terms of power and influence, they may not be as good as those in the land of Jiuzhou. Those fourth-rank families that live in a corner, suppress one area, and have been passed down for a long time.
The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the earth is far away and the power is heavy.
That's the reason.
Therefore, although the Zhang family is a fourth-rank and cannot be regarded as a strong dragon, it is a powerful "local snake", and it is also the only local snake that dominates one side.
When it comes to Qianxuezhou, the Zhang family may not be anything.
But if he reaches the Zhang family's territory in Kanzhou, then his order from the Zhang family may be better than the official documents of Daoting.
The world of cultivation is vast, with many friends and many roads.
Even if Elder Feng and Elder Zhang have no personal relationship, they dare not neglect the Zhang family easily.
In addition, the Zhang family ranks in the fourth rank state boundary and has a maximum limit on state boundary.
In the fourth-grade state boundary, the Zhang family has no cave.
But it does not mean that there is no retreat from the Zhang family’s Dongxu ancestor in the other fifth-grade states, various clan forces, and famous mountains and rivers.
It's just that the Zhang family is low-key and never reveals it.
On the way, the two of them exchanged a few more greetings and talked about the grand occasion of Qianxue. After an hour, they entered Ludao Mountain.
At this time, the mountain was full of monks.
The people are loud and noisy. When you step into the mountains, you feel like you are in the ocean of people, which is shocking. "Brother Zhang, please follow me." Elder Feng led the way in front, and Elder Zhang led everyone to follow.
"It's a coincidence..." Elder Feng said as he walked, looking a little proud, "Today, there are also my Feng family's children participating in the sword contest. It is still the genius with the best spiritual roots and the highest understanding in my Feng family. "
"And his opponent is Taixu Sect, one of the eight major gates. Among the Taixu Sect, there is the sword genius Linghu Xiao, and... I said before, the one who likes to use low-level The magic tricks play with people, the leader of the formation with talent but no virtue, ink painting. "
"Oh?" Elder Zhang's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded, "If this is true, it would be worth the trip. "
After saying that, he turned his head and warned to a group of Zhang family's children: "I will bring you to Qianxuezhou, just to let you see this sword competition. Let’s see what this real genius competes like.”
"You are a little talented in the clan, but in this vast nine provinces and the prosperous place of Qianxue, your qualifications are like fireflies in the sun, which is insignificant."
" There is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man. "
"You must be humble, look good, and learn hard." His words were mainly to listen to several talented foundation-building disciples in the Zhang family's generation. of.
Zhang Lan from the Jindan realm is not listed here.
But when Elder Zhang spoke, he glanced at Zhang Lan from the corner of his eyes, obviously also making a fool of himself, pointing out his fingers. "Yes, the Great Elder." The children of the Zhang family bowed.
Zhang Lan had a complicated expression and had to bow to others.
Just when Zhang Lan suddenly felt expectant when he heard that Feng family genius wanted to compete with that "Ink Painting", but at the same time, there was also an inexplicable sense of tension.
The Qianxue Sword Contest is layered and huge.
At this time, there were all monks on the observation stage.
Different monks have different stands.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
External monks, foreign families and sects, local monks of Qianxue, as well as local families, elders of various sects of Qianxue, disciples of sects, and even special VIP seats on the shelf, etc., all of them are their own. area.
There are crowds of people, but they are clearly divided.
The Feng family is a family of Xunzhou, which is considered an alien family, but it has close contact with Xiaoyao Sect, and has inherited each other's martial arts and even communicated with each other's existence or non-existence. Based on this relationship, the Feng family has a specific one on the Mount of Lundao. Watching seat.
Elder Feng General Elder Zhang and his group led to the Feng family's seat, and everyone sat down one by one.
Elder Feng ordered people to serve melons, fruits, tea and water to entertain them thoroughly.
Elder Zhang thanked him, and then everyone sat peacefully, drinking tea and waiting for the sword contest to begin.
After three rounds of tea, suddenly a light flashed in the sky.
The picture of Fang Tian painted across the world, like a huge painting of colorful ink, slowly unfolding in front of everyone.
The people from the Zhang family looked up and were deeply shocked.
This huge spiritual weapon is truly the only one to see in my life.
After a while, various watercolors condensed above Fang Tian’s paintings, revealing the situation of mountains and rivers, and the children of genius.
"It's started..." Elder Feng said.
The situation changed drastically on Fang Tian’s painting. The children of each sect fought each other according to different competition systems, fought each other, fought against swords, intertwined sword lights, and magic shuttled through. There were also monks who intersected their fists and feet, and they fought to the ground and broke the ground...
Different sects, different inheritances, Different Taoisms and various geniuses have jointly compiled a wonderful swordsmanship scroll.
The people in the Zhang family were staring at each other and were amazed.
Elder Zhang couldn't help but sigh: "The Qianxuezhou area has really emerged with many talents..."
Elder Feng also nodded and said:
"This is a sword-making debate with Xuan, and can be promoted to this The disciples of the sects who were in the game are no longer unknown people, and they are also considered the "branch" among all sects." "But these are just appetizers, and in the next game, It's a real good show."
"Xiaoyao Sect, against Taixu Sect."
"Our Feng family, the most talented disciple, will compete with the geniuses of the Taixu Sect." Elder Feng said with relief.
Elder Zhang nodded, looking more and more looking forward.
Zhang Lan, who was sitting behind him, became even more nervous without realizing it.
There has been a discussion of swordsmanship and continues.
Elder Zhang and Elder Feng were still chatting.
But Zhang Lan had no intention of listening, staring at the huge Fang Tian Huaying, waiting for the disciple to come out and verify his guess.
I don’t know how long I have been waiting, but the sword contest on Fang Tian’s paintings has settled one by one.
The disciples who discussed the sword also left one by one.
Finally, Fang Tian's paintings were blurred, the color ink was dizzy, and then the picture was reappeared, presenting another batch of swordsmanship.
It also showed the figures of another group of geniuses in the sect.
Elder Feng, with pride, reached out and pointed at a picture in the middle: "Brother Dao, among the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect in white, the leader is me, The genius of the Feng family, Feng Zichen. "
Elder Zhang followed what he expected and saw a young man in white standing with a sword, as elegant as the wind, with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes full of heroic and energetic. "The handsome young man is extraordinary." Elder Zhang sincerely exclaimed.
Elder Feng and Youyan smiled and said modestly, "Brother Dao, it's an exaggeration."
When the two of them were admiring the Feng family genius of Xiaoyao Sect.
Zhang Lan's eyes looked at the other side as if attracted by a magnet.
Looking at the opposite Xiaoyao Gate, in the Taixu queue gate, the strange and familiar boy who was not tall but standing in the center of five people, protected by his fellow disciple...
The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and they are elegant and untainted by dust.
The eyes are like a deep pool, bright and deep.
The temperament is kind and cute, with a little calmness, a little calmness, and a little agility and cunning...
In an instant, Zhang Lan's scalp shook and his mood stirred up like boiling water.
"Ink painting..."
The past events in Tongxian City were like tides, constantly surging in my heart.
When we first met, the quirky child who was lying in the restaurant, dressed in a simple and handsome manner, looked through the difficult book, almost making him unable to get out of Taiwan...
The one who drank with him Kids eating meat.
The little brat who accidentally broke into the Black Mountain Village and caused a lot of trouble.
The small formation master with amazing talent and helps the poor and the needy.
The two of them searched the mountains together, caught evil cultivators together, surrounded and suppressed bandit cultivators together, killed Diansi together... and even built a large formation together to fight against the great demon...
Every bit of memories poured into my mind for a moment.
In these memories, the lively, cute, clever and weird figures overlapped and finally merged together, and overlapped with the figure of the handsome young man on the sky painting in front of him.
Ink painting.
Zhang Lan's chest was slightly suffocated and his heart was slightly sad.
He didn't expect that when he parted in Tongxiancheng, the ink painting that had not been seen for ten years would be seen again in this way.
Zhang Lan took a deep breath, a little unbelievable.
He pinched his thigh hard.
It hurts very much.
It's not a dream...
Zhang Lan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other hand, Elder Feng also began to mention Mo Hua: "The strongest disciple of Taixu Sect opposite is the swordsman boy in front, Linghu laughed."
"Ling Hu Xiao was originally a swordsman genius who was rare in hundreds of years in Chongxu Sect. Later, the three sects merged and then merged into Taixu Sect. It was considered that Taixu Sect got a bargain."
"And the shortest one behind Linghu Xiao is the 'Ink Painting' I mentioned to Dao Brother before..."
"This boy is extremely smart and has a strong spiritual sense." br>
"The talent in the formation is even more high."
"However...the reputation is very bad..."
Elder Zhang was puzzled, "Why is the reputation is very bad?"< Elder Feng said, "He is bad in nature and likes to tease people with low-level spells. He is also very sinister. He is accustomed to using tricks to cheat people and use tricky spells to disgust people."
"Talent is a bit of a talent, but There is no point in virtue."
"The worst thing is that this son prefers to use the "fireball technique" to kill people and humiliate others for fun..."
"This happened..." Elder Zhang exclaimed, "This son is really shameless." Zhang Lan: "..."
If it weren't for the lack of seniority and it was hard to speak casually, he would have to say a few words about Mo Hua and give him a cleansing innocence.
Can ink painting be such a person?
Mo Hua him...
Zhang Lan was slightly stunned, fell into deep thought, and then fell into silence.
After he thought about it, he found...
Mo Hua seemed...that's such a person?
From his perspective, Mo Hua is obviously a good boy and a good boy, but sometimes he acts inappropriately, which is a bit troublesome.
But from the perspective of others, there is only a "headache".
At this time, it was obviously not only Elder Feng who said "bad words" in Mohua. Zhang Lan pricked up his ears and heard the monks around him, and was filled with righteous indignation: "This ink painting is really despicable..." "He has played a hidden technique for several games. ? No one can take care of him? "
"A good scholar to discuss swordsmanship, and the genius competed for the competition, but he played "hide and seek". Is this a good thing?" "
"Not bad!"
"It's a pity that countless sect talents and young heroes have fallen into the hands of this despicable villain until now, which is really hateful!"
"I, Fairy Lu, Can he use fireball to explode the face? ! "
"Come on, I killed this monster with one sword, and I worship him as my elder brother on the spot." "
"Brother, I can't do it, I Beloved him as his adoptive father..."
...
Zhang Lan looked silent, speechless for a while, but was thinking in his heart:
In the future, why don’t you pretend not to know Mo Hua?
At this moment, the disciples of both sides took their place and the sword contest began.
Elder Feng was looking forward to it: "This man in Mo is so hateful. Countless genius children were trapped in his hands before."
"But today is different. This guy has done everything, so it's bad luck, Brother Zhang..."
Elder Feng looked at Elder Zhang with a generous tone:
"Today, let's look at my Feng family How could the genius kill this son under the sword, win the applause of the whole house, and everyone hopes to return."
Elder Zhang nodded happily: "It's so good!"
Zhang Lan subconsciously shrank his body and tightened his mind. I closed my mouth and didn't dare to say a word.
(This chapter ends)