There are many mountains and forests outside the ancient city.

There are many crooked-necked trees in the mountains and forests, and there is always one suitable for Zhao Yun.

It's still a rope, still tied with five flowers, hanging on the tree and swaying in the wind.

"I heard that you are Hong Yuan's disciple."

Linglong was sitting under the tree, eating melon seeds leisurely.

"His old man... doesn't have a very good temper."

Zhao Yun wandered back and forth, seizing the opportunity to cheat.

"Then do you know who I am."

"Who are you!"

"Hongyuan of Daxia...is my master."

"Hello, senior sister."

"Giggle."

"Senior Sister" made Linglong laugh again.

Look! This guy is not stupid, and he also knows that he is close to her.

With a flick of her hand, someone was finally let go.

Zhao Yun felt very at ease, scanning Linglong up and down.

I often walk by the river, and my shoes don't get wet, and the fake ones bump into the genuine ones.

Taking a moment, he glanced at the world of consciousness, his face dark.

That Xiu'er! Even in seclusion, I didn't forget to trick him.

"Can you help me resurrect someone?"

Linglong spoke again, less joking and more sincere.

"cannot."

Zhao Yun replied simply and took out the everlasting lamp.

This lamp looks like nothing at first glance, but if you look closely, you can see a crack on it.

Yes, it's ruined.

As early as the night when his mother was resurrected... it was already destroyed.

In other words, it can no longer be used to summon spirits.

He once asked the Moon God, and the answer given by the Moon God was easy to understand: a lamp that summons souls cannot attract ghosts, which is why the ever-bright lamp lost its ability to summon souls.

Perhaps this is an unwritten rule in the world of Yin and Yang.

Linglong's face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes became dim.

After a long time, she turned around silently and walked away.

Zhao Yun watched quietly. Although he wanted to help, the ever-changing lantern was destroyed.

Unless, I look for another one.

But this probability is almost zero.

Why!

Reflecting the moonlight, he also turned around.

When I return to Zhao's house, I will inevitably get a lecture from my parents.

It sounds good, but I can't seem to explain it clearly.

In the next few days, Zhao Yun rarely went out, so he huddled in his room and studied the ballista.

The last powerful crossbow has been disassembled by him.

You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

The structure of the ballista is really complex. If it weren't for the real thing, it would be extremely difficult to copy it. Despite his talent, he studied it for three to five days and still couldn't understand it. It's no wonder that ordinary forces don't have such a fierce object.

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However, he is not in a hurry.

There will always be a day of thorough research.

On the ninth day, the little fat black man came.

Along with him, there was a middle-aged man in black.

"At least the eighth level of Ksitigarbha."

Zhao Yun was surprised, but he had never seen the middle-aged man in black, and he didn't know when the little black fat man got acquainted with such a powerful being. He walked behind the little black fat man all the way, with a vigilant look on his face.

To the guard.

"Boy, I'm leaving." The fat little black man smiled.

"Go?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

"My family is here to pick me up."

"this...."

Zhao Yun was a little caught off guard. As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the middle-aged man in black. Without asking, he could figure out some plot points. The little fat man had a good bloodline and was definitely not an ordinary origin. He might be the relic of a hidden wealthy family.

The children who have been left behind are now found and must go back to recognize their ancestors.

I just don’t know which force it is.

The eighth level of Ksitigarbha is all bodyguards, how can it be an ordinary family.

Since it is parting, it is also sad.

The fat little black man came suddenly and left in a hurry.

Before leaving, he gave Zhao Yun a hug, expressing his gratitude from the bottom of his heart. If not for Zhao Yun, he would have been turned into a puppet by the evil mage.

After he left, Zhao Yun stopped studying the ballista.

I rarely had free time, so I took my wife to the streets.

My parents have said that they should exchange feelings whenever possible so that they can hold their grandson.

"This Liu Ruxin becomes more and more interesting the more you look at her."

"Not only is she good-looking, she is also a beauty. Liu Jiashen is rich in beauties."

"It's a pity that he is a blind man."

As soon as I entered the street, I heard whispers.

The young master of the Zhao family is a celebrity, and the second daughter of the Liu family is also a celebrity.

The two of them walked together on the street, becoming a beautiful sight.

The only flaw is that Liu Ruxin is blind.

Fortunately for Zhao Yun, he has long been accustomed to gossip.

Looking at Liu Ruxin, I feel quite cowardly, which is a kind of humility.

"What a beautiful dress."

If you say this, it will accompany you all the way.

Most of them were young ladies from the family, but what I saw more was Liu Ruxin. To be precise, I saw her dress. There were many lotus flowers on the skirt, and each one was embroidered lifelike.

"My mother's embroidery is truly exquisite."

Zhao Yun looked sideways and smiled, knowing that this dress was the handiwork of his mother.

The two of them were walking around, and they were seen in many stalls and shops.

Maybe if you go out without looking at the almanac, you will always meet people you don't want to see.

Just like Liu Ruyue’s master Yunfeng.

Next to Yunfeng, there stood a young man in white clothes. He grew up from the jade tree Linfeng, a genuine Ksitigarbha realm, and had probably taken the elixir of eternal youth. Some of his expressions were exactly the same as Yunfeng's. He was arrogant and walked away.

He was always aloof and aloof, and there was always a hint of playfulness and teasing in the corner of his mouth.

"Why are you still forgetting the ancient city?" Zhao Yun muttered in his heart.

There is also Liu Ruyue, who has been a disciple of Tianzong for a long time, but has not left yet.

In his opinion, there was probably something wrong with Tianzong.

If the protection is not complete, it is another generation of power change.

In this way, there must be a new round of reshuffle within Tianzong.
To be continued...