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Chapter 1 The Lonely Sword in the Old Bookcase in the Urn(2/2)

This goes back and forth.

However, his demeanor was clear and clear, just like the gentle rain on the spring mountain, appearing gentle, deep and quiet.

He ignored the girl's probing eyes and faint struggle.

"That's it, isn't it? I understand."

"It's ridiculous that after two lifetimes as a human being, one can't escape from one disease."

Under that broad-sleeved robe.

Someone was there to search for it first.

Chen Heng sat down on the futon, looked at the empty stone cave, and pondered.

Even the small courtyard that my father-in-law bought at the foot of Xiaogan Mountain without his wife and daughter's knowledge was ten times more luxurious than this.

"Jin Chan, I didn't expect that you would come to this world with me and be able to show supernatural powers. I'm really lucky."

"Uncle Yan Zhen was afraid that I would commit suicide when I was alone, so he never let anything sharp get close to me. Even hairpins were brought to me by a Taoist boy who had the tips polished off, not to mention swords."

After politely chatting with Chen Heng.

"My nephew is very generous!"

After seeing that the aura from the seal was correct, he left quickly.

The young man in front of him was wearing a white robe without any frills. His tall figure almost blended with the skylight. He wore only a simple green wood hairpin to tie his hair. His wide robe had big sleeves and was not stained by dust.

Chen Heng suddenly called him out.

While the Taoist deacon was surprised, his daughter, the girl in a purple shirt and skirt, had her dark eyes widened, with some uncontrollable excitement and curiosity on her face.

"It's this thing! Isn't this a talisman to go to the abyss of the earth? This boy is so brave!"

Just because Yan Zhen's biological father, Yan Feichen, was not only the head of the three elders of the Xuanzhen Sect.

"Here...can I seek immortality?" Chen Heng lowered his eyelashes, and his thoughts surged like a flood.

Recalling the face in this body's memory, Chen Heng frowned and asked:

"I wonder where his body was placed by the sect?"

Seeing the two people finally leaving, Chen Heng's heart calmed down slightly, and his tense mind relaxed a little.



The unspeakable colic seemed to get stronger with every rise and fall of the breath, and the bloody smell rushed up from the throat, and for a while it felt like burning, and it felt like acupuncture.

"I finally left, I guess, and I didn't reveal any flaws, right?"

Except for the dead female crown Yan Zhen.

"I, my clan brother——"

Unfortunately, Yan Zhen died suddenly. On her way back from visiting friends, she was attacked and killed by Xu Yan, a San member of the West Sea. Her soul was wiped out with one sword, and she could not even seek reincarnation.

Chen Hengping explained calmly, his voice calm.

But before the girl could say anything.

If he could further understand the mysteries of caves and combine the golden elixir, he would be able to be called a real person in the great Eastern Mi Province.

This world of immortality is very different from the previous one, which was at its peak.

"etc."

even so.

"Xu Si, Han Dou Zhen Qi."

but.

The so-called Zhongfu Dan incident was originally an unwarranted accusation that Yan Ping begged him to weave for Chen Hengluo.

The Taoist deacon nodded doubtfully, but before he could say the rest of the question, Chen Heng raised his hand and interrupted.

"Before Master Yan Zhen was assassinated, Yuguan Tongzi from Lianyan Mountain asked her for the White Lu Sword to protect himself." Chen Heng said lightly: "Yuguan Tongzi is now slaying demons in the Beiling area. This matter is not just for me.

, even Senior Uncle Yan Zhen’s father, Elder Yan, also knows whether it is true or not, and he will be able to ask about it when boy Yu Guan comes back.”

Even though it was clear that Yan Zhen had set up this position and even the entire Da Le Shan Fang specifically to please Chen Heng, no one dared to say a word about it.

The Taoist in charge praised him, and just as he was about to continue leaving, he caught a glimpse of Chen Heng bowing his hands in salute from the corner of his eye.

It's no wonder that Yan Zhen tried every possible means to kidnap this man into the Xuanzhen Sect during his lifetime.

According to Yan Zhen's love for him.

It wasn't until dozens of breaths later that the chill crept back silently like a snake, as if it had never happened.

The exposed red rope ornament tied around the wrist.

If you talk about someone close to you.

"oh?"

Chen Heng spread his hands and stared at the exquisite cicada-shaped jade carving in his palm.

The deacon laughed and hit her a few times, then grabbed her like a rabbit and didn't say much.

"The talisman of Le Shanfang is here, but the young black chariot was asked for by Yan Ping who sent another junior fellow from the deacon's room to ask for it a few days ago. The junior uncle came a little later."

Chen Heng, who had been waiting for a long time, clenched his fingers, suppressed the panic in his heart, and chuckled as if nothing had happened:

"Before he died, he specifically asked me to bury his body in the clan's land, as he wished."

"If Uncle Yan Zhen were still alive, how could the Taoist priests in the execution room dare to ask for a bribe from you, and who in the faction would remove you from his position in the Leshan Room? Now, do you even want to take away a piano?"

"However, given the current situation, where should I go?"

Gently holding the jade sculpture that he accidentally picked up in the stream in his previous life and inexplicably followed him to this immortal world after his death, Chen Heng pondered:

"besides."

"The involvement of this body is really troublesome..."

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