Monks all have very good memories. The more advanced they practice, the more clearly their childhood memories will appear in their minds. Therefore, some people will choose to cut off their childhood memories and practice directly. Others will keep them.
Come down with childhood memories.
Chang Sheng looked at the city lord of Xiangcheng. There was no change from ten years ago. He still looked energetic and his face was not old. After all, he was also a monk. After checking the city lord's cultivation level, he found that he had now entered the Ningyuan realm.
The strength of a high-level peak is about to break through. It seems that he is also a very talented person.
"City Lord, do you still remember me?" Chang Sheng was sitting in the hall of the dragon-carved building of the City Lord's Mansion, meeting the City Lord as a junior, which made Zhang Zicai very pleased. This guy was in a coma back then. But it seems that he was not completely intact back then.
Coma should be an instinctive reaction after the physical pain reaches its limit, but there is still a vague memory of the surrounding things.
"You are the boy that brother Zifeng brought over back then!" Although he looks a little different from when he was a child, Zhang Zicai still remembers the general outline very clearly. This is the vision that a city lord must have.[
"That's the boy." Chang Sheng looked at Zhang Zicai, and after some pleasantries, he got to the point and asked, "I wonder if the city lord has seen Uncle Zifeng recently?"
"Zifeng? I'm afraid I haven't seen him for nearly ten years. After he sent you away, he never appeared in Xiangcheng again. I don't know where he is now!" Zhang Zicai looked at Chang Zicai.
Sheng, inwardly horrified. Back then, this was a young family queen who was seriously ill and dying. Now she has become a famous figure in Qingyun Continent. She is so talented that she has reached the soul cultivation stage in less than ten years. As long as such a person is in
In the territory of Huoyun Sect, there is a character who walks sideways.
Chang Sheng was very disappointed when he heard the news that Zifeng had never been to Xiangcheng. After some more pleasantries, he said goodbye to Zhang Zicai, left the city lord's palace, and walked aimlessly in Xiangcheng, feeling the excitement among mortals.
Breath of life.
After Chang Sheng left, a figure walked out of the city lord's palace. Zifeng, whose body was now intact, stood behind Zhang Zicai, looked at the direction Chang Sheng left, and sighed.
"He's here to find you. Why are you avoiding him?" Zhang Zicai looked at Zifeng, wondering what his intention was.
It makes no difference whether I see him or not. When I was seriously injured back then, I wanted to see this kid Chang Sheng. Now that I see that he is fine, I feel relieved. He has his own way to go. I feel uncomfortable.
Being by his side will bring him some unexpected pressure. This is not what I want to see.
"Is this the reason?" Zhang Zicai asked. He looked at Zifeng and said softly. Immediately he didn't want to get the answer. This was Zifeng's matter. He naturally had a certain reason for doing so, but he didn't need to care so much.
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"Chang Sheng, it seems that your uncle is in the city lord's palace!" Walking on the streets of Xiangcheng, listening to the shouts of people selling things on both sides of the streets, the ten thousand-year-old weirdo said softly to Chang Sheng.