The white clouds are flying, riding on the wind.
Jiang Huaiqing had no scruples and flew directly over the building. Below him, there were a series of palace buildings.
With fluttering black hair, delicate face, cool and charming temperament, the woman is breathtakingly beautiful.
The fragrance drifted into the tip of his nose with the wind, but Zhong Yan had no intention of appreciating it, as thoughts were racing in his mind.
As soon as he left the floating city, he received a text message from Yao Yaoyao, solemnly reminding him to be careful of the Jiang clan.
It probably means that the Jiang clan did not behave so friendly, and even described it as "full of evil".
For example, the Jiang clan recruited a loose cultivator as a son-in-law five thousand years ago. He was imprisoned as a 'fertility tool' and never appeared again. It is very likely that the Yuanyang was absorbed to death and the source was taken away.
Finally, Yao Yaoyao invited to meet and discuss in detail, hoping to tell more secrets about the Jiang family.
Naturally, Zhong Yan would not easily believe one-sided words. It was probably a means of wooing the Yao family. They tried their best to meet each other so that they could better negotiate conditions and place their bargaining chips.
But what the other party said was true, including the name, physique, and realm of the adopted son-in-law. At that time, he was also a peerless evildoer who caused a sensation in the mainland. He was ranked third on the Golden Elixir Potential List and was recruited by various forces.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, the Yao family's move hit home and planted a seed in Zhong Yan's heart, making him more wary of the Jiang family and giving birth to the idea of meeting Yao Yaoyao.
Jiang Huaiqing grabbed the gourd from his waist, took a sip of wine and asked, "Why are you so absent-minded?"
Zhong Yan showed a smile: "I'm a little nervous."
Jiang Huai Qinghu asked: "Nervous? Why?"
Zhong Yan remained silent, secretly checking the other person's favor and loyalty.
Jiang Huaiqing said: "You have seen almost all the great masters of the Jiang clan. The rest are basically in retreat. They just went to the Sutra Collection Pavilion, so don't be nervous."
Zhong Yan looked hesitant and said a little embarrassedly: "For some reason, when I saw Sister Qing, I felt nervous for no reason, and my heart beat a little faster."
Jiang Huaiqing grabbed the gourd and was stunned for a moment. He turned around and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Do you think I'm a little girl like Jiang Linglong and Jiang Zhiyan? Will I be seduced by your sweet words?"
Zhong Yan saw that her loyalty value had increased from 45 to 46. He looked at each other with a stern look and said sincerely: "I really mean it from the bottom of my heart. I was stunned when I first met Sister Qing. I fell in love at first sight and was obsessed with it. If Sister Qing is still there, If you enter the list of immortal figures, you will definitely be the well-deserved number one!"
"..." Jiang Huaiqing turned away his face, curling up the corners of his mouth, recalling that day when he was choosing a bride, the other party did secretly pay attention to her.
Sure enough, women all like to hear compliments. Although the rhetoric is tacky, it is very useful. The favorability and loyalty value has increased a little.
After a moment, Jiang Huaiqing turned his head again, half-smiling but not smiling: "You agreed to Jiang Zhiyan in public, but you said such things to me, and you still want to marry me? Do you want me to be a child?"
"Aotian doesn't dare." Zhong Yan blinked and continued: "Miss Zhiyu invited all the fairies that day. I thought..."
Jiang Huaiqing interrupted: "How many of them are private matters? There is only one Taoist couple ceremony for the entire spiritual world. Do you really think that a woman from the Jiang clan is of low status and worthless?"
Zhong Yan said apologetically: "I apologize for being so arrogant and rude to a beautiful lady. Please don't mind me, senior."
Jiang Huaiqing was surprised, and the value jumped from 47 to 49.
Zhong Yan changed the subject and asked: "Which ancestor of the Jiang clan is the black-robed senior?"
He noticed that among the many powerful men, the old woman was probably the oldest, and the old man in black robe had the highest status and power, either because of his seniority or his cultivation level.
Jiang Huaiqing said casually: "Ancestor Qiyun, who is from the same line of ancestors, is of the same generation as Ancestor Cheng'an."
Zhong Yan nodded, but he heard Jiang Linglong say that Jiang Chengan was probably in the early stage of Xuren training, "May I ask what senior Qi Yun's cultivation level is?"
Jiang Huaiqing said uncertainly: "Maybe he has reached the seventh level of Void Refining. The sixth level peaked forty years ago."
Zhong Yan felt awe-struck in his heart. There was no doubt that Jiang Yuanqin's realm must be higher. He couldn't help but ask: "Isn't Patriarch Yuanqin already in harmony with the Tao?"
"So you are afraid that He Dao will see the secret in you?"
"What secrets can I have?"
Jiang Huaiqing curled his lips and said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you if I see it, not to mention that there are currently no great monks in the Hedao realm in the Xianwu Continent."
It would be weird if he didn't... Zhong Yan muttered in his heart, he had already met three of them.
The fifth one and Jun Xuanqing must be, Taoist Corpse Smell is in a weak stage and may recover at any time.
"If you want to marry me, let's win first." Jiang Huaiqing suddenly said something, directly holding Zhong Yan's back collar, tearing the void and getting in.
Zhong Yan: "...fuck!"
When the two of them appeared again, they were already in a lush garden.
Zhong Yan's face was pale, his handsome face was streaked with blood, his clothes were torn, and all the bones in his body were in great pain.
But it was squeezed by nothingness and blown by the strong wind!
I don't know whether it was because of the lesson Jiang Huaiqing gave him casually, or because of the temptation, Zhong Yan deliberately suppressed the level of Qi and blood in the fourth level of body refining, which resulted in his miserable appearance.
"The body is not bad." Jiang Huaiqing waved the wine gourd and led the way.
Zhong Yan cursed secretly, "We'll see, sooner or later I'll let you try the power of Mr. Zhong's thunder stick!"
Qionglou Yuyu, towering ancient trees, steaming clouds and brilliant clouds, and fairy birds and animals appear from time to time.
The grandeur of Jiang's ancestral land is more like a fairyland than the fairyland Zhong Yan imagined.
He saw a lightning eagle lying on the cliff, its wings spread more than thirty feet across, and its aura was stronger than Jiang Qiyun!
Jiang Huaiqing stopped, cupped his hands, and called out: "Three Protectors."
Zhong Yan found out from Miss Xiaoqian that there were nine guardians of the Jiang clan, all of whom were foreigners. He had never thought that there were monsters among them.
All the way forward.
Jiang Huaiqing was not impatient at all, and answered almost all questions, while taking the initiative to point out various buildings and introduce the spiritual plants and animals he saw.
Soon, Zhong Yan realized that for some reason the other party was delaying time.
It is most likely related to the Sutra Pavilion.
However, Zhong Yan didn't care at all. He had no hope at all that he could find out the secrets of the Jiang clan in the Sutra Collection Pavilion. Without even thinking about it, many key classics would be hidden.
He just wanted to familiarize himself with the overall overview of the Xianwu Continent's cultivation world, and by the way look up some knowledge that was common to the Jiang family but difficult for him to understand.
Spent a long time wandering around.
The two walked to a majestic nine-story palace.
Jiang Huaiqing took out a token and pressed it into the groove of the crystal stone tablet at the gate.
Zhong Yan immediately felt an invisible energy wrapping around him, heard the words "Let's go", and stepped to follow.
Enter the main hall on the first floor.
Zhong Yan looked up and was shocked. There was a spiral staircase in the center of the hall that went all the way up, with no end in sight!
Because his consciousness is blocked!
Jade slips and books are stored in dense grids on the surrounding walls, and neat rows of bookshelves stand on the ground, making the space unusually wide.
With only the naked eye, he could see that there were at least 200 monks on the two floors below the Sutra Pavilion at this moment, but they were very quiet, with only the slight sound of turning papers.
Jiang Huaiqing whispered: "The Jiang clan has a total collection of more than 300,000 books. If you want to read anything, I will take you there, but my authority can only go up to the seventh floor."
This is the foundation... Zhong Yan admired in his heart, took a slight breath, and asked: "Can I just walk around?"
"Can."
Jiang Huaiqing walked to the jade counter on the left side of the entrance, asked the white-browed old man for a thick book, and returned to hand it over.
Zhong Yan lowered his head and flipped through the pages. He saw where various jade slips and ancient books were stored, including the specific floors, wall compartments or bookshelves, and the serial numbers.
However, he already had his own plan in mind and did not follow the plan.
Instead, start from the first level and browse through it slowly. If you see information that you are interested in or don't understand, you will take it down and read it.
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