Xingcheng.
When the sun sets in the west, the countdown to the Summer Palace's night festival begins. Practitioners from all over the world gather at the Summer Palace, hoping to see the miracle again on the altar.
Although it is unheard of to have two miracles in one ceremony, but in the place where miracles have happened before, even if nothing is found in the end, it is like being stained by the light of miracles, and there is something glorious about it.
This kind of thinking is actually not much different from that of ordinary people.
The sunset was like a fire, and when the sun was about to set, the disciples of the Youxian Sect, whose residence was not too far from the Summer Palace, packed up and prepared to set off. When they walked to the door, they found that their master had arrived at this time. Guests.
It was a blue-grey carriage, barely shabby. The driver was a short and thin old man dressed as a servant. He had a white face and a smile on his face. When he saw the disciples of Youxian Sect, he just handed over the greeting cards respectfully. Then he drove the carriage to the doorway and stopped, waiting for news from the owner's family.
The disciples of Youxian Sect looked at the carriage and didn't pay much attention to it. Only one who seemed to be the youngest was left to send greetings, and the others went to Summer Palace.
The disciple who was left behind was a young man. He looked at the white greeting card in his hand and then at the old carriage parked quietly on the other side. He muttered a few dirty words before walking quickly to the courtyard. Walking deeper, he soon arrived at the central core of the building. Then he slowed down and came to the door, holding up a greeting card and saying, "To report to the Master, there is a guest named Taishan coming outside. Please see the real leader."
There was no sound coming from the house. The young man lowered his head and glanced at the greeting card made of ordinary material. He thought to himself that it was an unknown character. When he was about to turn around and leave, the door suddenly opened, and then he felt a flash of light on his hand. Suddenly, the greeting card disappeared from his hand!
The young man was startled, and then he didn't dare to leave. He just waited outside the house. After a while, he heard a voice coming from inside the house, "After sunset, please come in again..."
The young man responded respectfully, and then walked out suspiciously, until he walked to the courtyard foyer. He stood under the porch, first looked up and down the carriage again, then raised his eyes to look at the sunset in the distance, and finally waited until A ray of sunshine also disappeared in the western sky, and when the sky quickly became dim, he walked out of the porch, came to the carriage and saluted, "Master Master, please invite the guests in."
The short, slim coachman nodded to the young man, turned around and opened the curtain, and a thin boy and girl bent down and got out of the carriage.
"Master, I'm waiting for you here," the short, lean coachman showed no intention of getting out of the carriage. He still sat there, looking at the young man who got off the carriage, and smiled gently, "You have to walk the road below by yourself."
The young man was obviously a little surprised, and turned around and asked, "Ya... you won't go with me?"
The short, lean coachman looked at the courtyard and shook his head, "I won't go in where Youxianmen lives."
The young man stared at the short rickshaw driver and thought for a moment, then took a look at the streets that were not empty around him. He gritted his teeth and turned around to walk into the courtyard. Behind him, the thin girl followed step by step.
The young disciple of Youxian Sect who came to invite them in stood there and frowned at the coachman again, then turned around and walked a few steps quickly to catch up with the young girl.
When all three people in the group entered the courtyard, the smile on the short lean coachman's face slowly disappeared. He looked at the closed door of the courtyard with an indifferent expression, the meaning in his eyes was complicated and unclear, and then he raised his riding whip and gave it a sharp blow. Smoke, "Drive!"
The horse was in pain, and after neighing, it pulled the carriage and drove quickly into the darkness at the end of the street...
But it was said that the young man took a pair of boys and girls all the way deep, and found that the lights were on in the master's room, and the previously closed door was now open. Just as he was about to take a few steps forward to report, there was a sound of applause in his ears. The voice of Master Jiao said, "Go down and don't talk to anyone about today's events."
The young man bowed silently and saluted, then turned and left, leaving the young girl alone.
The night is getting darker.
The young man looked at the room with the lights on and the door open, but he did not enter for a long time.
He did not enter, and no one in the room came out.
After such a stalemate for a while, the young man finally seemed to be mentally prepared. He took a deep breath and entered the room immediately.
Entering the room, the young man glanced around and immediately saw the skinny old man in white robes in front of the table, with white beard and hair, exactly the same as he remembered.
Seeing him walking into the room, the old man in white robe had a complicated look in his eyes.
He stared at the young man's face and murmured, "It really looks like... your father..."
"My father is dead, died in Roucheng," the young man said with a stern look on his face when he heard this, "I heard that the Master Master once helped the thief Chen Jingzhi in Roucheng to repel the intruders from Guang County. The enemy is so brave and brave, could it be that Ju is born in the north and south, and the water and soil in our Anling County cannot support the strong men of the three realms?"
The old man in white robe saw that his tone was not kind and did not get angry. Instead, he sighed softly and said, "You are sharper than your father, but you must know that strength is easy to break..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the young man, "Zhenzhen Zhenren, I am no longer Young Master Anling. This time I took the risk to come here is not to ask for punishment. You are no longer the prefect's teacher. There is no need to preach to me. Yan Fan is here." I am here, as the son of an old friend, and based on the little remaining love between Mr. Yan and the Master, I would like to ask the Master to take action for me once. After this time, Mr. Yan and the Master will not owe each other anything and will have nothing to do with each other!"
The white-robed old man said slowly, "Did you know that Xingcheng now has gathered most of the powerful people in the entire southwestern Hanzhou? After the northwest Wuzhou Heaven and Earth Conference was robbed, the four counties of Hanzhou jointly asked for help from the world, and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven appeared again. After a miracle, countless powerful people in the world gathered here." He took a deep look at the young man in front of him and asked, "Have you thought clearly about whether you want me to do this in such a prosperous city? Did you take action once?"
"I'm sure," the young man who called himself Yan Fan said categorically, "compared to Li Cheng, the man in Xingcheng obviously gave us more opportunities, after all, there are many strong people among the headmaster. .....Aren’t they all his lackeys from Lijun!”
The old man in white robe frowned slightly. The thin girl who was standing one step away from the young man was probably a little scared and couldn't help but hide behind the young man.
"The person you are talking about has no shortage of strong people around him," the old man in white robe said in a slightly cold tone, "Taking a step back, if you have accomplished what you want to do, how can it be possible just by the people around you? Can you make it out of Xingcheng? You and everyone around you..." He stretched out a finger and pointed at the young man, "You will all be buried with him!!"
"Even if you are buried with him," the young man looked back at the white-robed old man with wide eyes and his voice was more solemn than ever before, "I won't hesitate...!!"
The old man in white robe looked at the young man with anger in his eyes, but before he could say anything, he suddenly turned his head to the other side.
Soon, an explosion shook the whole city, rolling in! !
"How...how could...?!" The young man stared at the direction of the sound and said in a trembling voice, "How could it...have started?!" !”
