night.

Thousands of lights are dancing in the sky.

The imperial capital is still the same imperial capital, full of flowers.

Zhao Yun was like a tourist, wearing a black robe and carrying a wine pot, walking among the figures. He drank sip after sip of the turbid wine without saying much, only glancing into the darkness inadvertently.

As soon as he left Linglong Mansion, he felt that there was a pair of eyes in the dark, watching him quietly, like a ghost, and it was hard to find a trace. He didn't know where he was from, maybe a killer from various countries, maybe a Rashomon assassin, maybe.

..is the mysterious one.

He showed up again and was already the Tianzong.

There were elders waiting for him, or in other words, Yang Xuanzong was waiting for him. When he went up to the mountain to teach, Yang Xuanzong was sitting in the pavilion making tea.

"I've met my uncle." Zhao Yun bowed his hands and bowed.

"No need to be polite...sit down." Yang Xuanzong smiled gently.

Zhao Yun didn't say much, but sacrificed only a trace of the source, which overflowed into Yang Xuanzong's body. Within three seconds, the source suddenly disappeared, but the curse seal was still there. It was really a greedy crack, and you were not polite.

"Uncle Linglong has already told me about the secret."

Yang Xuanzong took a deep breath. Even at this moment, he couldn't believe it.

It was he who underestimated the spell caster and created this dilemma for them that was bigger than they imagined. If Ji Hen hadn't brought back the secret, they would still be in the dark.

"The caster of the spell will be found."

Zhao Yun picked up the teapot and filled a cup for Yang Xuanzong.

But he didn't have much confidence in what he said.

The world is so big and there are so many people, where can I find a spell caster?

His origin is perceptive, but if he wants to use this to find the other party, he is probably not very good at it. He can use such a level of curse seal, how could the other party not cover it up.

As for the old ghost in the dry forest, there may be a lot of secrets involved. We will have to search the soul to find out. Whether there are any clues is still unknown.

"Please keep this thing."

Yang Xuanzong said, and took out a token, a genuine headmaster token. He came to find Ji Hen in the middle of the night, not to drink tea and chat, but to explain the funeral affairs. Like Linglong, he could become a secret at any time.

However, some things are better to be done early.

"this....."

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and recognized himself as the leader.

"If I die or encounter something unexpected, you will be the next generation of Tianzong headmaster." Yang Xuanzong's words were quite solemn, and there was also a touch of elders' majesty between the lines. The handover of this position is not a child's play. Gaining power comes at the same time.

, also need to shoulder its due responsibilities.

Zhao Yun was silent again.

Linglong thought highly of him, but she never thought that even Yang Xuanzong would trust him unconditionally, and both of them entrusted him with their entire wealth.

On the other hand, he is a bit unreasonable and has been hiding something until now.

If their true identities were revealed, Linglong and Yang Xuanzong didn't know how they would feel.

I don't know when he came down the mountain.

During this period, he looked at the Lord of the Rings, the Shadow Token, and the Headmaster's Token more than once.

Although he is not the Shadow Commander at the moment, nor is he the head of the Tianzong, but in terms of power alone, he is already above the Purple Marquis. The Purple Marquis can only mobilize the Imperial Shadow Guards, but he, holding two tokens, can not only mobilize

Shadow can also mobilize Tianzong.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked up at the night sky.

Why don't you go to the palace while it's still early and talk to Long Zhan? Maybe Long Zhan also has something to entrust, such as...the jade seal of the country; or...the treasury of Daxia.

As he thought about it, this guy started laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

As the words rang out, Mu Qinghan appeared out of nowhere. He looked at this guy with a look that said he was happy about something, and he was smiling so happily.

"Nothing." Zhao Yun immediately said seriously.

For some reason, when he saw Mu Qinghan for the first time, he had a strange idea. What was his idea?... He took out Shadow's token and ordered his senior sister to give him a squeeze on his shoulders and back.

After all, Mu Qinghan is also a shadow, and seeing the token is like seeing exquisiteness.

Think about it and give up.

He is here as a gentleman, so it is better that he does less of such ungrateful things.

It was a rare opportunity to get together and the two of them went up to Zizhu Peak together.

After not returning for many days, Zizhu Peak remains the same, but his master Yun Yan seems to have changed a bit. The three thousand green hairs in his memory are now as white as snow. I don’t know if it’s due to the skill or the sadness of losing a loved one.

Even my hair turned gray overnight.

I've seen it, it's the latter.

Looking at Yun Yan's face, she looked quite haggard and even a little confused. Zhao Yun and Mu Qinghan both walked over and sat alone under the tree in a daze.

"Master?"

Mu Qinghan stepped forward and shouted softly.

Only then did Yun Yan walk past Shen'er, and when she saw her two disciples, especially Zhao Yun, she smiled kindly.

"The mountain is too deserted. Master should go down and take a walk." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"It's better to be quieter and quieter."

"If you stay alone for a long time, you will develop problems. I..."

"Go cook."

Before Zhao Yun could finish speaking, he was pushed away by Mu Qinghan.

Mr. Zhao laughed dryly and went to the stove.

Behind him, Mu Qinghan took a mirror and placed it under the old tree. He took a wooden comb and combed Yunyan's hair. Since senior Yun Cangxuan died in the battle in Northern Xinjiang, the master seemed to have never been to Zizhu Peak. He was in pain.

He couldn't help but feel decadent, his hair was not only gray, but also quite messy. He looked like the master of a peak, and as a disciple, he felt really distressed.

Dinner will be ready soon.

Mr. Zhao's craftsmanship has greatly improved, and his dishes are both delicious and delicious.

Overall, the picture is still very warm.

After dinner, Yunyan went back to her room early. Soon she could hear the rattling of iron chains and locked herself up again. She was afraid that she would sleepwalk back and forth. Wandering was nothing, but if she hurt someone, it would be a crime.

"Be quiet tonight."

When Mu Qinghan returned to his room, he rolled his eyes at Zhao Yun.

I'm afraid only Mr. Zhao can understand this. I still remember that night, someone sneaked into his room and had the nerve to ask her why she didn't wear clothes when sleeping. Do you care whether I wear clothes or not? Liu.

Hooligan....

whispering sound!

Zhao Yun disagreed and closed the door tightly.

After that, he moved out the big golden bell. The exquisite collection is indeed extraordinary. This big bell is a fierce object. It can be used to smash people and thieves. There are also materials for casting it. If it is as expected,

It should be Lieyang Gold Black Iron, which is not available on the market.

Click!

Soon, the sound of metal breaking was heard.

A certain prodigal thing actually broke the golden bell, and the refined essence was integrated into his Longyuan Sword. It was both Linglong's absence and Linglong's ignorance. Otherwise, he would have scolded me, Master.

The treasure he gave her as a reward was shattered by this guy when he turned around.

Ah sneeze...!

In the dead of night, Mr. Zhao's sneezing is inevitable.

In the dead of night, people would probably gather together to scold him.

Buzz! Buzz!

As the essence of the golden bell was refined, the dragon's abyss buzzed and trembled.

Since its arrival, he has followed Zhao Yun all the way to eat and drink, and he has swallowed a lot of essence. Now, he has obtained the flaming gold and black iron, which is even more terrifying. Even the sound of the sword is filled with sword intent, and it creates a crack in the wall.

Road gully.

"good."

Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled and he practiced even more vigorously.

Long Yuan is transforming and gradually losing its luster. As its owner, I feel quite domineering and fierce, especially the Dunjia Tianzi on it. When Long Yuan transforms, it revives on its own, as if it has become fresh, and can actually

Bless the power of the sword.
To be continued...