The eyes in the hall were all different, and the eyes looking at Zhao Wujiang were full of various meanings.
At the same time, an old, turbid and lustrous eye stared at Zhao Wujiang across the many palaces.
Then Wuwei looked inside and let out a long sigh.
Imperial Master Zhang Xukun withdrew half of his eyes, his gray robe trembled slightly beside the alchemy furnace, he sighed quietly, and smiled with emotion:
"I never thought that one day I would be able to see your unique talisman skills reappear in the world, senior brother.
This boy has actually understood your talismans invisibly, what a great talent.
As expected of that man.
The past is respectable and the future is promising. "
Zhang Xukun moved towards the alchemy furnace, his smile gradually softened with emotion, and he was hunched over like a skinny cat roasting by the fire in winter.
Autumn sweeps away fallen leaves and winter is approaching.
The cold winter of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty is coming soon.
There will be too many people who cannot survive this winter.
Zhang Xukun's eyes were filled with fire. He tightened his clothes and felt a little cold. He called the Taoist boys from the Taoist temple several times and asked them to bring a thick robe to put on him.
His figure became more and more stooped, and he sat beside the alchemy stove fire, like an old man in his dying years.
He thought of the past years and the past years with his brothers and sisters.
Sit and talk about Tao, unfettered and free, knowing the fate of heaven and being happy about it, and your mind can travel freely between heaven and earth.
He couldn't help but think of his senior brother Zhang Lindao's plan in his mind. He was a little confused and couldn't understand why his senior brother chose to pursue a small plan instead of a big one.
With my senior brother's ability to calculate all the possible moves, if you want to plan a game far-reaching, if you want to leave no traces, if you want to watch the chess game, it's not too simple.
But the senior brother chose to seek a small life and entered the situation with his own body, hoping to find a great future for the Renzong.
The end of the brother's plan is in that broken world.
No matter how he calculated or divined, he couldn't see where the broken world was now.
Perhaps the only person in the world who can find the broken place is Yang Miaozhen, the only disciple of his senior brother.
"Pretending to be profound." Zhang Xukun couldn't help coughing twice, his face turned dim and rosy, and he smiled:
"It would be great if you told me earlier, but I have to let my junior brother lose his life to calculate it, but it can't be calculated, and my life is wasted in vain.
Ahem..."
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The divine realm of Middle-earth.
One of the nine heavens, the Common Sky.
Tianzong Mountain Gate.
Green mountains stretch, clouds cover the fog.
Yang Miaozhen sat on the edge of the trestle, her thoughts racing.
Clouds and mist were floating all around, and cranes were chirping and passing by from time to time.
It has been almost a year since she came to Tianzong. She has lost her former energy and is a little more haggard.
The beauty of the autumn water, like the divine jade and the bones, is also stained with sadness.
Autumn has come, the green hills are still the same, there are no fallen leaves, but I can see my junior sister sighing sadly.
Taoist Zhang Xiaoguo didn't know when he came to Yang Miaozhen. He flicked the hem of his Taoist robe and sat beside the trestle, looking at the clouds and mist and the bright moon, and smiled:
"Junior sister, senior brother has brought you good news."
Yang Miaozhen hummed, smiled politely, and showed no interest.
Over the past year, she has often been taken care of by her senior brother Zhang Xiaoguo. Senior brother Xiaoguo often comforts her and sometimes makes up jokes to cheer her up.
She knew that most of the good news mentioned by her senior brother was a joke.
"It's also strange that not many people from the Tianzong have joined the world. Unless the news is particularly big, the day lilies may be cold by the time the news reaches the Tianzong."
Zhang Xiaoguo looked at his junior sister with a smile in his eyes. There was no admiration or appreciation as rumored by the outside world, but more of kindness, like an elder looking at a junior.
He smiled and said:
"You must be interested in this news. It concerns Yue Bufan and an old friend."
"Old friend?" Hearing Senior Brother Xiaoguo's words, Yang Miaozhen raised his head slightly. Under the moonlight, he saw a soft and beautiful face.
Zhang Xiaoguo took out a scroll of the Universe in the Sleeve of Wanbao Pavilion and handed it to Yang Miaozhen:
“On the banks of the Shenshui River in the Tianbao Continent in the southern region of Shenshui River, a male cultivator with amazing talent and beauty appeared.
This person is called.
Zhao Wujiang. "
Yang Miaozhen's eyes suddenly trembled, and the water in her eyes swayed.
