Your Dunjia Xiaoshoumen only have techniques and heart techniques, and the corresponding Maoshan Dunzhen "Xiao, so it is sometimes effective and sometimes not." Xu Changqing smiled indifferently and said, "Since your father can collect the techniques and heart techniques of Dunjia Xiaoqimen, he can naturally also collect Maoshan Dunjia skill skills. Why don't you ask your father to ask?"

"My father?" The young man seemed a little hesitant, obviously something was hard to say. He smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, I escaped from home and have not had enough fun outside yet. If I just ran back and received punishment, it would be too unpaid." As he said, he thought of something again, held his fists and bowed, and said, "I'm here Chen Xuantong

, Haven't you asked for the title of a master yet?"

"Idle man Xu Changqing." Xu Changqing answered casually, his eyes always looked at Chen Xuantong. The more he felt familiar. When he was about to calculate his fingers, he suddenly felt a trace of his own aura in Chen Xuantong's arms. When he cast a spell, he saw that it was a familiar ancient book on line, so he raised his hand directly

He pointed to his arms and said, "I wonder if I can let me read this book?"

Chen Xuantong was stunned for a moment, looked down at the clothes that were protruding from books on his chest. He thought that Xu Changqing had guessed that he had a book in his arms through this, so he took it out generously and handed it to Xu Changqing, saying, "This is an ordinary Taoist book, Huangting Sutra, but my father often reads it, like a treasure.

I would steal it out this time, just as I was angry with him, so that I would not always hold this book and hit me in the head."

Xu Changqing took the book, looked through it, and saw the familiar handwriting on it. He recalled a past story in his heart, showed a smile on his face, handed the book back to Chen Xuantong, and asked directly: "Is your father's name Chen Yuanshan? Is your mother's name Zhou Qinglan?"\'"How do you know?" Chen Xuantong was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to

I realized something bad, but I didn't take the book. So I stepped back and distanced me from Xu Changqing, looking like I was about to run away at any time, and asked nervously: "Did my parents come to catch me back?"

"Don't be nervous! I haven't seen your father and your mother in twenty years." Xu Changqing smiled and said, "To be honest, this Huangting Sutra was also given to your father, and the comments on it were also written by me."

"I haven't seen this Huangting Sutra for twenty years?" Chen Xuantong was completely stunned. He looked up and down at Xu Changqing, then immediately raised his head and laughed, pointed at Xu Changqing, and said, "Brother, have you not woken up yet? How old are you? Even if you are older than me, you were just a ignorant little boy twenty years ago. He even said

This book was given to my father by you, and he looked very familiar with my father. To be honest, if you dress up older, maybe I might take it seriously." As he said that, he stepped forward and took Huang Tingjing back, put it in his arms, then took out a few dollars and put it on Xu Changqing's table, and said, "I think you are too poor to think of this kind of fraud.

I want to get close to me and get some benefits. I will give you this little money. Buy some delicious food and replenish your body. Judging from your thin body, you will almost become an immortal in a Taoist robe."

After that, he lost the intention of continuing to chat with Xu Changqing. Although he had already decided that Xu Changqing was a clumsy liar, he was still worried that Xu Changqing was really sent by his parents to find him, so he turned around and prepared to close the stall and leave. However, when he turned around, he found that his body suddenly could not move, and even more

Like a puppet man, he turned to Xu Changqing without being driven by his own consciousness, and stood beside Xu Changqing, unable to move. "Your father had to obey me when he saw me, sir. You little guy is much braver than your father." Xu Changqing casts spell to fix Chen Xuantong beside him, then turns to look at the Dragon King Temple

Jiekou Yixiang said, "I'm here now, I'll tell you later."

Chen Xuantong had already realized that the life master in front of him, who seemed to be no older than him, was probably the kind of paranormal master that his father often mentioned. He suddenly felt a strong excitement in his heart, but there was a hint of inexplicable fear in it. At this moment, among the crowd coming from the intersection of Longwang Temple Street,

The three of them walked out and stood in front of Xu Changqing's hexagram stall. Although these three people looked very ordinary, two middle-aged men and women and a Cangfa old man were dressed very simply, as if they were a family of three who came to incense and pray for blessings, the careful Chen Xuantong still easily discovered that there were at least thirty or forty firearms in the dense crowd around him.

Dart, put the three people in the middle.

Among these three, the two middle-aged men and women were obviously following the old man's head. Seeing that they stood in front of a young man who was only twenty years old, they were stunned. It was obvious that this young man like a scholar was very different from the person they thought in their hearts, and after seeing Xu Changqing, the old man had already decided to pay attention.

His mind was completely placed on him, he looked at him with a smile on his face, and sat directly on the wooden bench in front of Xu Changqing's stall, raised his hand and clasped his fists, and said respectfully: "Long time no see, Mr. Xu!"

"It's been more than twenty years! Mr. Zhao." Xu Changqing did not return the gift, looked at Zhao Banqian, and then looked at the two people behind him who were being fooled by tricks. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I remember when I met the old man, I was busy with the world's affairs, and the old man was free and easy. But now the situation seems to be the opposite. I'm in the process of doing things.

Outside the mercy, and you are already deeply trapped in the situation. This may be what people often say is impermanence in the world!"

"Ah! Although we are all practitioners, we are still human beings. We have not been able to escape from human emotions and desires. There are so many masters who have fallen into the world for thousands of years. I am just one of them!" Zhao Banqian's wrinkled old face squeezed out a hint of wrinkled wry smile, and then turned to look at Chen Xuantong behind Xu Changqing.

. He was stunned for a moment, as if he had discovered something interesting. His eyes, which were originally unswerving, also showed a glimmer of light. He raised his hand and counted his fingers quickly, and immediately showed a strong look of joy on his face. He hurriedly asked Xu Changqing: "Mr. Xu, is this guy behind you your disciple?"

Xu Changqing was not surprised by Zhao Banqian's inexplicable surprise, because he had already seen that Chen Xuantong and Zhao Banqian's aura were in line with each other and should be the best candidate to inherit the Destiny of Heaven. So he thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No! He is just my ignorant nephew, named Chen Xuantong. His father must be Zhao.

The old man should have heard of it, his name is Chen Yuanshan, and his mother is my cousin."

"It turns out that he is a fellow disciple. No wonder he has this sensual bone! But it's a pity! What a pity!" After hearing Xu Changqing's introduction, Zhao Banqian quickly remembered Chen Yuanshan and his wife who were famous in the secular world of Taoism, and also remembered that Chen Yuanshan's wife was a disciple of the Mao family of the cultivation family. Only then did he realize that Chen Xuantong obviously practiced dragons.

The signs of the Taoist Dharma in Hushan were mistakenly thought that Chen Xuantong had already worshipped under the Mao family, and he felt regretful. Although the few remaining cultivation families in China were all killed and injured in the Kunlun Fairyland battle, many of the elite Mao family members died. Only one Mao Fangzheng escaped and now he has been wandering to Guangzhou. His family studies are almost lost, but after all, it is still
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