The two waves of people all looked at Zhang Qingyuan, and Zhang Qingyuan's eyes were as bright as a torch, which made several people in the Kunlun Sword Sect feel their hearts tremble.
In fact, in their hearts, they tended to believe that this person was not the one who stole the snow lotus.
But as an outer sect disciple, if you want to become an inner sect and be personally taught by the master or the masters and uncles, there are only two ways to go.
One is martial arts talent, and the other is making great contributions to the sect.
They don't have the talent, so the only thing left is to contribute.
This is also the reason why they want to catch Feng Qingchen.
They can't catch the real Feng Qingchen!
With a guess in his mind, Zhang Qingyuan shouted back the Kunlun Sword Sect and asked them to leave with the body.
Zhang Qingyuan, the man with the same name as Lao Liu, also let him go.
"Let's go. As a righteous person in the martial arts world, you must have a clear sense of right and wrong."
After the two groups of people left, Zhang Qingyuan pulled Li Qiuran and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find an old man."
"Lao Liu?" Li Qiuran didn't know why.
"Yes, Lao Liu."
He told Li Qiuran his guesses and thoughts.
She suddenly realized it and said in surprise: "So, the person they said stole the snow lotus is your sixth senior brother?"
"I guess so."
"But even if we know he is your sixth senior brother, where can we find him in such a huge crowd?"
Zhang Qingyuan smiled mysteriously: "If he is really in Luzhou City, it will be very simple to find him."
After that, Zhang Qingyuan took her into a Four Treasures Shop, where he bought the worst brush for five cents, dipped some ink in it, and walked out of the shop.
When he came to the street, he began to write on the city wall: "The massacre in Hedong, the orphan of the Feng family."
Seeing that Li Qiuran didn't understand, Zhang Qingyuan explained with a smile: "Didn't I tell you before? There are seven of us brothers, and we were all picked up by my master."
Li Qiuran nodded. They were all orphans, the kind without father or mother.
“Among the seven of us, only two of us know our origins.
One is the fourth senior brother Ye Qinghong, and the sixth senior brother Feng Qingchen.
The fourth child had no background. He was just a family fleeing from famine and starved to death on the way. He had already remembered the incident at that time.
As for the sixth child, his family used to be quite wealthy and he had been a young master before. Later, his father lost all his family property due to gambling, and the entire family business was destroyed in one fell swoop.
His mother hanged herself in anger, and he ended up living on the street. "
"What does that have to do with the tragedy?"
Li Qiuran rolled his eyes at him, thinking that these eight words contained some earth-shattering story.
That's it?
"Listen to me." Zhang Qingyuan added: "Later, he came to Sanqing Temple and was brought in by his master. He didn't want to admit that the Feng family was ruined because of gambling.
He made up a tragedy about the Feng family, because in his heart, being wiped out would be more honorable than being ruined by gambling. "
"oh."
Li Qiuran nodded, "So you are writing this to tell your Sixth Senior Brother that you are here?"
"Yes, that's Kunlun Snow Lotus, the holy medicine for healing."
Whether Xuelian is from the Kunlun Sword Sect or not has nothing to do with him.
But this kind of treasure must be divided into half when meeting.
Even if the Kunlun Sword Sect comes to find him, it will have nothing to do with him.
My sixth senior brother gave this to me. He wants me to return it, grandma!
Next, Zhang Qingyuan wrote these eight words in conspicuous places in the city.
Then, he took Li Qiuran and flew to the highest point in the city.
"When he knew I was coming, his first reaction was definitely not to look for me."
Li Qiuran understood.
After observing for a while from a high place, sure enough, I saw a man wearing a blue robe looking at a pillar on the cross street, and I was suddenly shocked.
He carried three swords and a huge baggage on his back.
After reading what was on the pillar, he turned around and ran away, extremely panicked.
Zhang Qingyuan smiled and pointed at him.
"I just said it was this guy, and sure enough it was him!"
After that, he used Qinggong to chase him at high speed.
When he was about to reach the city gate, Zhang Qingyuan had already chased after him and shouted: "Sixth Senior Brother!"
When Feng Qingchen looked back, he saw smoke coming from his six orifices, wind blowing from his feet, and his Qinggong was even faster than Zhang Qingyuan.
This made Zhang Qingyuan feel a little incredible. His Qinggong was even more powerful than Wang Zhuyang's.
Feng Qingchen raised his hand and threw out a handful of leaves, stepped on them in the air, and with the slight buoyancy of the leaves, he tiptoed and continued to accelerate, flying out like an arrow from a string.
Stepping on a few leaves with the soles of my feet, I felt like I was walking on flat ground.
Zhang Qingyuan was shocked.
If I carry a handful of leaves with me, will they be able to reach the sky?
Then, he chased after him again.
Feng Qingchen's Qinggong was extremely mysterious, even more mysterious than Zhang Qingyuan's several upgrades of Deng Yunsheng.
Seeing the distance getting farther and farther, Zhang Qingyuan thought to himself that although his Qinggong was fast, it might not last long.
For now, although Dengyunsheng can't match him in terms of speed, he has good endurance. Coupled with the blessing of Yin Yang Wuji's internal power, I can see how far he can run.
The two of them chased each other on the roof and wall until they landed in a small alley.
Only then did Feng Qingchen stop, holding on to the wall, panting and looking back and forth. When he saw that Zhang Qingyuan was gone, he smiled proudly.
"I don't believe I can't get rid of you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sentence came from behind him: "Sixth Senior Brother."
What the hell!
The True Martial Arts Lord truly deserves his reputation.
Cursing secretly in his heart, he immediately adjusted his expression, turned his head and said in surprise: "Junior brother, why are you here?"
"Sixth Brother, I just said it was you."
Zhang Qingyuan also looked surprised and said in surprise: "I was just walking in the city. When I turned around, I didn't expect to see you here, Brother Six."
"This is like meeting an old friend in a foreign land. I miss you so much, junior brother."
"I miss you too, Sixth Senior Brother!"
The two brothers hugged each other tightly. Li Qiuran, who had arrived late, couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene. He was really a master of pretending to be confused.
It was as if what the two were chasing just now didn't exist.
The brotherly love is deep and moved by it.
"Sixth Brother, why are you here?"
"I'm fine, just walking around casually."
"What a coincidence, so am I."
The two senior brothers laughed happily. After greeting each other, Zhang Qingyuan said: "By chance, the second senior brother is here too. Come on, let's go have a drink."
"Okay, I haven't seen you for almost a year, and I miss you very much."
"Okay, senior brother please?"
"No, no, no, junior brother should lead the way."
"Together?"
"Together."
Feng Qingchen kept protecting the baggage behind him with his right hand, and Zhang Qingyuan kept looking at the baggage behind him.
How many snow lotuses are needed for such a big burden!
Turning around, they saw Li Qiuran, and Zhang Qingyuan introduced him.
Feng Qingchen said excitedly: "It turns out we are younger siblings. When we first met, I had already heard stories about my younger siblings and my junior brother from rumors in the world. The two of them are really an enviable couple."
"Sixth Senior Brother, you're welcome."
The three of them returned to Yuelai Inn.
When he went in, he saw that He Qingxian and the others had reconciled as before, and they didn't know what method he used.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Qingyuan shouted: "Second Senior Brother, look who I saw in Luzhou."
He Qingxian turned around to take a look and exclaimed: "Lao Liu!"
"Second senior brother!"
After another scene of brotherly love, He Qingxian hurriedly asked the waiter to prepare a banquet.
In the private room on the second floor, Feng Qingchen was stepping on a baggage and holding three ancient swords in his arms.
"Ahem."
He sat in the innermost position.
Zhang Qingyuan smiled: "Sixth Senior Brother, it's the first time we meet, and we have become a wealthy family."
Feng Qingchen also smiled and said: "From such a wealthy family, the second senior brother is really enviable."
He Qingxian waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, Qingyuan is the most famous, he is the most enviable person."
