If there is one person in the world that Chen Zhe cannot understand the most, it must be He Yan.
This girl is a little older than Chen Zhe. Her appearance is calm and elegant, and she has the air of a classical beauty. However, her emotions are not expressive. It is difficult for people to see her emotions from her face.
From beginning to end, Chen Zhe didn't know what she wanted.
What Qin Xin wants is happiness. What Jiang Xiaoqiao wants is freedom. What Shen Rongrong wants is peace. Chen Zhe has experienced more twists and turns since he was a child than the average person of his age. Over time, you can tell what a person really wants. But he still couldn't see through He Yan.
I can't see through it, and I feel scared, just like someone is afraid of the dark.
Qian Hao wanted to stay on the mountain until night, so he was sent to the mountain by Zhao Weiyang. Chen Zhe and He Yan were sent down the mountain by Miao Hui. He waved to Chen Zhe: "You can come and play with me then. "
Chen Zhe nodded. He actually saw reluctance on Miao Hui's face. This free-spirited girl who only had Qin Xin as her playmate in the mountains might be very lonely.
"We will meet again." Chen Zhe smiled slightly and waved goodbye to Miao Hui.
If he was really a lost tourist, he would probably not come again after seeing Jiuding Mountain once. But he was not.
Outside the mountain gate, Chen Zhe secretly looked at He Yan, wondering if this unpredictable woman would directly stab him with a sword.
He Yan was looking at the huge gate of Tianxin Pavilion. There were eight big characters written on it: "The middle is straight and the outer is straight. The upper body is Tianxin."
The calligraphy was left by Zhenren Yuanhua. To be honest, there is nothing special about the calligraphy. It is far inferior to the calligraphers at that time. It is just that the handwriting is round and modest, and it has a bit of a willful and indulgent feel. Chen Zhe likes this feeling very much. .
I don't know if it's an illusion. Chen Zhe felt that the last four characters "Shangti Tianxin" were written more vigorously. Each stroke seemed to jump out. Especially the last stroke of that day's character was particularly outstanding. It stood out among the eight characters. It seems a little out of place with the other strokes.
"Did you see the word Tian?" He Yan suddenly asked him.
Sure enough, she did see Chen Zhe's identity. She didn't know how she could see the disguised magic weapon that Jiang Yixin said only great practitioners could see with her state of distraction.
Chen Zhe pretended to be dumbfounded and looked at He Yan doubtfully: "What did you say?"
"Those eight characters were all written with a pen. Only the character "天" was scratched with a sword. Master Yuanhua left the essence of the sword meaning he had learned throughout his life at the gate of Tianxin Pavilion for people to visit. I hope there are virtuous people. It has no sect. Compared with this, the Taoist classics in Tianxin Pavilion are of much less value." He Yan said softly.
Chen Zhe was shocked when he heard this sentence.
He and Qin Xin have been together for some time. Of course, the little girl has described things in the sect when she is fine. But she has never said this.
Chen Zhe felt that Qin Xin, as a disciple of Tianxin Pavilion, probably didn't know about Master Yuanhua's move of borrowing words to preserve the meaning of the sword.
How did He Yan know.
Chen Zhe glanced at He Yan strangely but said nothing.
He Yan was still looking at the big characters on the archway on the mountain gate. She seemed to be talking to herself word for word. In fact, she was telling Chen Zhe: "You must ask about things that even the disciples of Tianxin Pavilion don't know. How do I know? I Do you believe it or not that Master Yuanhua told me this? I came here not to see anyone but to see this word."
Just blow it.
Master Yuanhua was from the late Song Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. You are only twenty years old. What did he tell you?
Chen Zhe didn't say anything. Of course he didn't believe it either.
He Yan sighed: "Although cultivation is one of the most difficult things in the world, there are still people who have seen the way of heaven from ancient times to the present. Not to mention great practitioners are like crucian carp crossing the river. Although Master Yuanhua is powerful .But it is definitely not the most outstanding one from ancient times to the present. There are no less than ten people who are better than him. But speaking of being open-minded, I am afraid that there are not many people who are better than Zhenyuan Yuanhua. This is why there were many people who were better than Zhenyuan Yuanhua. Stronger, more sophisticated in skills, more talented. In the end, it’s the reason why you can’t take the last step.”
Chen Zhe knew what He Yan meant.
Whether they are practitioners or other crafts, Chinese people are very sectarian. Some masters treasure their brooms so much that even their apprentices are not willing to teach them their unique skills, let alone put the essence of their practice at their doorsteps for people to visit.
From this point of view, Master Yuanhua is worthy of being a Taoist, and Tianxin Pavilion is also worthy of respect.
He Yan sighed again: "It's a pity that most practitioners only focus on the secrets in Tianxin Pavilion, but pass by the exquisite truth above their heads, wasting their hard work. But today, there are two people who understand. Now that I understand what he meant, Master Yuanhua can be relieved."
Chen Zhe counts as one. The other person... is not He Yan either.
At the foot of the steps in front of the mountain gate, a young man in his early twenties sat cross-legged. He rested his chin on his hand and frowned at the writing on the archway.
There was nothing special about this man's face. He was dressed in white clothes and was spotless. However, he sat on the ground without any care. He felt to Chen Zhe that it was a sword, an unsheathed sword.
He Yan glanced at Chen Zhe: "You are not his opponent yet."
Chen Zhe glanced at the young man for a few times, turned around and left.
He didn't understand the writing on it at all. It didn't matter. Anyway, he was going to live in Linping County for the next few days. Just read it slowly.
He Yan looked at Chen Zhe's back and said, "If you can't get in, come find me."
Chen Zhe didn't stop. He just curled his lips and said, "You must be sick."
From beginning to end, Chen Zhe only said seven words. He Yan spoke a lot. It was completely different from the previous scene.
Why does this woman want to help herself?
Chen Zhe knew that she was the kind of scary person who would go all out once she had a goal in mind. She was terrifyingly calm and had only one goal in everything she did. Even if she helped Chen Zhe, it was only because helping him would get her. benefit.
But what exactly does she want to do?
Come on. The problem is back to its original point. Chen Zhe doesn’t know.
Anyway, there was plenty of time in the afternoon. Chen Zhe walked back to the hotel. By the way, he visited those so-called shops that sell magical artifacts. Maybe it was because they were near Tianxin Pavilion. There were genuine items consecrated by experts. It was a pity for Chen Zhe now. It's all useless.
Along the way, Chen Zhe met many practitioners. Just now, several people wearing Taoist robes passed by Chen Zhe. The clothes they wore were different from those in Tianxin Pavilion. They were definitely not fakes, because the fluctuations of the true energy of those practitioners were You can feel it.
"It seems that Linping County is going to be lively these days." Chen Zhe smiled. There was a hotel in front of him. He walked in.
Chen Zhe did not choose a spacious and bright hotel. He found a clean hotel. Behind the window was a railway primary school. Just for the sake of transparency, he spent an extra fifty yuan for it.
The proprietress is a charming woman in her forties. She is fiddling with an abacus behind the bar. Next to her is a little girl wearing a red scarf. It seems to be her daughter.
"We're back." The proprietress smiled charmingly at Chen Zhe. Chen Zhe nodded to her with a smile and walked inside.
He had just walked to the door of the store and took out the key. He heard the proprietress talking to others again: "Hey, here we go again. Business is really good today. We have single rooms and large rooms here. How many of you are there?"
"Three people." A middle-aged man's deep voice rang out.
The voice is low and gentle. It's not loud, but it's full of energy and can travel far.
A young man next to him asked in a low voice: "Master, why don't you find a bigger hotel? After all, our Guixian Sect is number one in the world of spiritual practice."
"We have offended a lot of people recently. It's always good to be careful. This small hotel is crowded and has a lot of traffic. It's convenient. Let Xiaotong move the things in." The middle-aged man said.
These three words Guixian Sect shocked Chen Zhe.
Could it be that the one called the leader is Mei Qiuyu?
Chen Zhe's eyes turned cold as his back was turned. He is such a returnee. We are really enemies on the same road.
The landlady's voice rang: "Two rooms, right? One double room and one single room. Okay. Here are your keys. Rooms 805 and 806."
Chen Zhe opened the door and entered the room. While few people from the Guixian Sect had not come in, he quickly left his body and went through the wall to the room No. 805 next to him. He took out one of his mobile phones and turned on the speakerphone. He dialed the number in his room. The phone number was placed behind the TV. Then he quickly went back to the room and answered the phone.
That mobile phone was Chen Zhe's temporary old mobile phone. In this way, it temporarily became a listening device.
Chen Zhe picked up the phone and put it to his ear. He held his breath.
Over there, Mei Qiuyu brought two young disciples. One was Wei Jia, who was brought to Jiangcheng last time, and the other was Tong Bai, who entered the room.
Practitioners are very cautious when going out. The young disciple named Tong Bai first checked: "Master, there are no spells here. There are no formations. There should be no colleagues who want to deal with us."
Chen Zhe sighed. Fortunately, he didn't use the telegraph spell. Otherwise, they would definitely have discovered him.
These practitioners are quite poor at guarding against modern technology.
Wei Jia answered the phone and made a few um uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh sounds. Then he turned around and said to Mei Qiuyu, "Master, Junior Brother Yan and the others are also staying over there. They are in the Pingjiang Guest House not far from us."
Mei Qiuyu nodded: "There are many practitioners in Pingjiang County now. Let's live separately so as not to draw attention to ourselves. We are not far apart. We can still take care of you if anything happens."
Tong Bai asked Mei Qiuyu puzzledly: "Master, isn't it just the master of the world of sentient beings who has given us a message? I don't believe that a sect from a thousand years ago, no matter how awesome it is, can still go to heaven."
"Be careful with your ten-thousand-year ship. The original reason for this is that we wanted to steal their magic weapon first, and then killed a person from all living beings. It's unreasonable. Furthermore, the new leader named Chen Zhe dared to be so crazy. There must be something wrong with him. His capital, Wei Jia and Yihui are all in his hands. But that doesn't mean he's afraid of them. When he's done with these things, he'll settle the accounts with them." Mei Qiu said slowly.
You still have to settle accounts with yourself.
Murderous intent flashed in Chen Zhe's eyes. Now is a good opportunity. Mei Qiuyu is cautious and separates the people. Although it is less noticeable, the power is weaker.
Just in time. Let’s try the results of my cultivation during this period.