Chapter 57

Winter goes to spring.

Two years ago, the real Canglang passed by Pingyang Town unintentionally, took two people away, directly or indirectly changed the destiny of many people.

Zhou Dingyun is one of them.

During the two years of cultivating in Bixia Palace, Zhou Dingyun often thought that if there were no real Canglang, he should still be in the prison in Pingyang Town, eating cold steamed buns, drinking cold water, and trying every means to please the jailer.

And now, Zhou Dingyun is the identity of the Qi practitioner and the disciple of Bixia Palace!

Although he was only an outer disciple, every time Zhou Dingyun stepped into the mortal world, he could feel the awe and envy of the mortals around him.

He can control the life and death of every mortal.

Although he was only an outer disciple, he was wearing Bixia Palace's Taoist uniform after all. Some small sect cultivators would show respect even if they saw him at a higher level than him.

Zhou Dingyun enjoyed this feeling very much.

But this is not enough.

Whenever Zhou Dingyun was enjoying the glory brought by his status as a gas trainer, a picture flashed in his mind.

That night, there was no moon, he knelt in front of a scholar in a green shirt, tears streaming down, begging bitterly.

This scene is like a thorn stuck deep in Zhou Dingyun's throat. In the past two years, it has become more uncomfortable and unbearable!

The higher Zhou Dingyun's realm was, the more he couldn't forget this scene.

No matter what achievements he has achieved, it is difficult to erase the shame that the scholar brought him that night!

After practicing, Zhou Dingyun knew very well that if this thorn could not be pulled out, it would definitely become his demon in the future.

The way to pull the thorn is very simple, return to Pingyang Town, kill the scholar, and destroy his family!

Now, the time is ripe.

Zhou Dingyun possesses the roots of earth spirits and has cultivated to the eighth level of Qi Condensation in two years. This speed is definitely in the forefront of the same class.

Of course, Shen Mengqi, who worshipped with him in the sect, had the roots of heavenly spirit, and now he has cultivated to the condensed Qi Dzogchen, only one step away from the foundation building.

"Senior Sister Shen, I can't match it naturally, but the eighth layer of Qi Condensation is enough. Haha, I am afraid that there has never been a gas trainer in Pingyang Town."

Pingyang Town was right in front of him, Zhou Dingyun's blood boiled and he couldn't help laughing.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there is nothing more worthy of showing off pride than returning home.

Now, Zhou Dingyun came back as a gas trainer, much better than returning home!

Zhou Dingyun's trip will not only destroy the Su Family, make Su Zimo kneel in front of him, and torture him viciously, but also smash the prison in Pingyang Town into a mess and kill the jailers who have insulted him.

"By the way, Su Zimo's sister came out very well, this person can't be killed, haha." Zhou Dingyun smiled obscenely.

It was late at night when Zhou Dingyun came to Pingyang Town.

The moon is black and the wind is high, no different from the night two years ago.

The long street was empty and there was no one, Zhou Dingyun drove the flying sword directly to the outside of Su Zimo's mansion.

Seeing this familiar mansion, Zhou Dingyun was full of emotion for a while.

Two years ago, he came to assassinate Su Zimo and even went over the wall, cautiously, but now, he can walk in openly!

To be precise, fly in.

I don't know what expression Su Zimo would have when he saw his sword flying.

Is it scared to be silly?

Will you immediately kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy?

Zhou Dingyun is looking forward to it.

Zhou Dingyun came to the courtyard and looked around.

This place is no different from two years ago. It was in the early spring, and the peach trees in the courtyard remained unchanged, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom and fell one after another.

The only change is that on the stone table under the peach tree, there is a big scarlet bow and a long knife.

Squeak.

The door of a house in the courtyard suddenly opened, and a student in a green shirt walked out of it.

The scholar in Qingshan carried a jug of wine in his hand and looked calm. He came to the stone table in the courtyard, sat down casually, poured two bowls of wine, and then glanced at Zhou Dingyun in mid-air, and said calmly, "Come down. I invite you to have a drink."

Zhou Dingyun was stunned.

He had imagined the scene where the two met countless times, but the scene before him was not among them.

Not surprised?

No fear?

Did not beg for mercy?

Nothing at all!

The calmness of the scholar in Qingshan made Zhou Dingyun's killing intent even more vigorous.

"Pretend what?"

Zhou Dingyun sneered secretly. He had already probed Su Zimo, and there was not the slightest aura in the latter's body.

This means that after two years, Su Zimo is still a mortal!

Zhou Dingyun had no fear, and slowly landed in the yard, came to the stone table, squinted at Su Zimo, and suddenly asked: "You seem to have expected me to come back?"

"Yes." Su Zimo nodded: "Two years ago, the moment I let you go, I knew that you would come back."

"Haha, you scholars are smart."

Zhou Dingyun laughed loudly, a flash of mockery flashed in his eyes, and the conversation turned: "However, this little cleverness seems a bit naive in front of me."

Zhou Dingyun has been observing Su Zimo, wanting to see something from his face.

But Zhou Dingyun was disappointed.

Su Zimo just looked at him so calmly, with clear eyes without any ripples.

Zhou Dingyun laughed dryly: "Destiny is so wonderful. Who would have thought that the Poppy in Pingyang Town two years ago has become a gas trainer and has changed so much. Oh, by the way, do you know what a gas trainer is?"

Zhou Dingyun looked at Su Zimo provocatively.

Su Zimo sighed lightly, and seemed to be a little emotional, nodded and said: "Yes, the changes are too great."

"Do you know why I chose to come back at this time?" Zhou Dingyun asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Why?"

"Two years ago, it was here, it was this season, it was this kind of night, it was the same two of us, but..."

Zhou Dingyun no longer concealed the killing intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "Tonight's ending is completely opposite to two years ago!"

Su Zimo smiled, suddenly pushed the wine bowl in front of Zhou Dingyun, nodded and said, "Drink."

"Um?"

Zhou Dingyun immediately showed alertness. He never understood why Su Zimo was so calm and calm.

Seeing the bowl of wine in front of him, a thought flashed in Zhou Dingyun's mind, and he couldn't help but sneered: "Second Young Master Su, there is something famous in this wine, right?"

"It turns out that this is what you rely on! Hehe, it's a pity that I can see through it."

Zhou Dingyun thought that Su Zimo had poisoned the wine, so he couldn't wait to let him drink this bowl of wine.

"The wine is not famous, but this bowl of wine is famous." Su Zimo shook his head.

"What?" Zhou Dingyun asked subconsciously.

"This is called on-road wine."

Su Zimo looked up at Zhou Dingyun, and said lightly: "Drink this bowl of wine, I'll send you on the road."

Hearing these words, Zhou Dingyun instantly felt a chill on his back. Su Zimo's gaze looked at him, as if he had returned to the night two years ago in a flash!