"So you guessed that the place where Changqing Zhenren was the embroidery place on the top of the mountain?" After hearing Zhao Chengyang say that, Jiang Dongjun shook his head, "It's a pity that you have to waste your time. I have been to the top of the mountain several times, but the place as big as a palm is full of stones, so there is no place for embroidery."

"So that's it. It seems that I'm really wrong to blame Li Buzhuo during the day." Zhao Chengyang sighed slightly, and also dispelled his thoughts of going up the top of the mountain. The only doubt in his heart turned into a hint of shame in the clear and spring-like eyes of Jun Jiangdong, "But girl, you have gone up the mountain. Today I just saw a maid entering the mountain privately, but was scolded."

"He scolded my sister, but I wouldn't let him live a good life." Jiang Dongjun snorted, "This matter has nothing to do with you. What you said just now is quite interesting. How could the Changqing Zhenren Xuanfa Tongshen you mentioned die young? Where was he buried again?"

Zhao Chengyang nodded and said, "The ancestor Changqing is indeed mysterious and magical. He has entered the realm of the master. He can have a life of three hundred years."

The topic changed again: "But a hundred years ago, he suddenly lost his news and his life lamp was gone. Now, the Master Yuchen of Baotian Palace was a close friend of the ancestor Changqing, but he brought a message to the Zhao family to tell the news of the death of the ancestor Changqing. As for the place where the ancestor's corpse was, Master Yuchen did not say it."

After saying this, Zhao Chengyang was slightly shocked. Although this matter was not a secret, it was not something that could be said to a country woman casually. What happened to him tonight? Could it be that he was confused by the girl's appearance?

Just when Zhao Chengyang was alert, Jiang Dongjun saw that Zhao Chengyang had lost the value of clichés and stopped pretending, so he asked bluntly: "So, even your Zhao family doesn't know where the Changqing real person was buried, and whether he has been reincarnated?"

"What is the purpose of Miss Jiang's investigation into the ancestor Changqing like this?" Zhao Chengyang's face was gloomy and calm. His eyes at Jiang Dongjun finally had a hint of suspicion.

"I have grown up so old and have not yet come out of the mountain. I often hear the old man tell some stories about immortals. Today I met you, an outsider, and I asked a few more questions. It's getting late, so I'm going down the mountain."

"Jiang Dongjun smiled faintly, turned around and left, then turned around and pointed to the top of the mountain: "If you are really bored, it's okay to go up and take a look. Although there is no hidden place, the wind will blow cooler."

Seeing that there seemed to be a sense of cramping in her deep eyes, Zhao Chengyang was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly and shook his head, dispelling the last thought of going up the mountain.

"Girl walk slowly."

Zhao Chengyang said something and saw him off, but Jiang Dongjun stopped and turned around: "Have you brought someone here?"

Zhao Chengyang was slightly stunned. His first reaction was whether He Wenyun and Li Kunshuang were also coming up the mountain? While turning around, he heard footsteps coming from behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Chengyang saw Chen Changzhen approaching from the bottom of the mountain, holding his tail with his hands and not touching the ground. Although his steps were slow, he arrived at the edge of the cold spring in a blink of an eye.

Chen Changzhen did not leave after the daytime reward, so why did he come to Jumang Mountain tonight? Zhao Chengyang was confused, but he dared not ask too much and welcomed him. Unlike his indifference when he was a commendation envoy in the daytime, Chen Chang smiled kindly at Zhao Chengyang, a junior at the Guanyang, and said, "No need to be too good. When Changqing was as old as you, he was also looking for the place where his predecessors practiced and realized it. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed."

Zhao Chengyang was greatly encouraged by the Master Shenyin, and asked: "The real person came to Jumang Mountain tonight. Is this really the place where Master Changqing practiced in the past?"

The more Zhao Chengyang thought about it, the more certain he became. With the identity of Zhenren Chen, he was no match for the first and second ranks of the Heavenly Palace. How could he surrender to a sixth-rank title as a reward envoy? I believe that in addition to the reason for Li Wujiu, Zhenren Chen also had other purposes, and this purpose must be related to his purpose tonight.

Chen Chang shook his head slightly, and said without comment, "I was in a state of consolation a few days ago. When I was in seclusion, I knew that something happened to my disciple Wujiu. But based on the hexagram, I calculated that Wujiu's death place, and I had another relationship with my master and disciple."

Zhao Chengyang was stunned, his heart thumped, and he thought to himself: "True Chen Chang wants to accept me as his disciple?"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Chengyang felt aroused in his heart. Who is Chen Chang Zhenren? One of the three great gods and hidden gods in the ancient microscope of the Prophecy and Divination School, his mysterious skills and the Changqing Zhenren who splashed a mountain pear blossom with a glass of water.

Among the Xuanmen High Ways that re-wrote the Xiaodao Cang 18 years ago, Chen Chang Zhenren was the chief, offering to sit and illuminate the realm, and practicing the Taoist Qi Refining Master in the Zhoutian Yuanrong Realm, "The Great Zhoutian Divine Method" and "The Great Zhoutian Divine Method" were also responsible for compiling several chapters of it. Not only that, he created the Grand Master Realm "Seven Treasures Divine Refining Method", "Turbid Fire View", and "Hundred Mountains True Form Map" three-door master realm.

Even though Li Wujiu, who was the most qualified in ancient microscope, was accepted as a registered disciple by Chen Changzhen, but he did not get the true teachings. He made a big splash at the beginning, and later defeated many masters with his own swordsmanship, including many amazing people.

But when I think about it, I know that the disciples Chen Changzhen came out to take in person must not be merely registered, but most of them were closed disciples who wanted to pass on their robe.

Zhao Chengyang's mood was a little unstable by joy at this time. He took a deep breath and had to directly perform the master-apprentice ceremony to show his sincerity.

Chen Changzhen said, but turned to look at Jiang Dongjun opposite Hanquan.

"The spiritual fetus is born, and the Taoist bones are born. It turns out that the words "Mangshan Mountains and Waters" are all gathered on one person. It's really rare. My relationship between master and disciple must have fallen on you. Do you want to learn Taoism?"

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"Pull out weeds and find snakes, bring a pot and ask for directions!"

In the courtyard, the sword weapon in Li Buzhuo's hand was bright silver, like holding a three-foot-long moonlight, which was the sword Yinyuan. Holding Yinyuan in his hand, Li Buzhuo flew quickly and recited the sword moves slowly.

The one who faced him was the stunning sword flying in the sky.

After Li Buzhuo finished using a stance to ask for directions, he took another stance to attract Tianluo, and his sword was like a net to cover the cicada. The cicada suddenly avoided and whispered twice.

"You, why are you completely angry when you compete with me in swords?" Li Buzhuo shook his head and put away Yin Yuan, "Let's just stop here tonight. Fifteen, go back and rest."

The Shocked Cicada Sword flew back to the Painting Sword Book.

Li Buzhuo pinched the sword technique and also brought Yin Yuan into it. At this time, he suddenly heard a huge wing flapping sound from afar.
Chapter completed!