Teenage Walk

Ten years, for people in the cultivation world, even the retreat time is not enough, maybe it's just a time to settle down.

Zhang Ziliang is now a teenager, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. After ten years of tempering, he was finally able to build the foundation, which is considered very fast according to the progress of normal people.

"After cultivating Zixiao Yulei Shenjian to the tenth level of the Qi refining period, for some reason, I have experienced as many as five times of San Gong,"

"It's just that after every exercise, a purple crystal the size of a rice grain will be left in the dantian. Could it be related to this exercise!"

If it weren't for Zhang Ziliang's perseverance far exceeding that of ordinary people, and the fact that he had no other skills to practice, he would have almost given up on Zixiao Yulei Shenjian.

"At the beginning, Zhuo Lian left without saying goodbye, most likely to go to Nanling. Four years ago, she sent news that she had arrived at the border area of ​​Nanling, but after that, there was no news at all."

Just as Zhang Ziliang was meditating, a person came up behind him silently. The person slowly stretched out his hands and quickly covered his eyes,

The man deliberately tightened his throat and said in a low voice: "Guess, I, am, who."

Zhang Ziliang smiled and pretended to sigh: "Except for sister Xueyao, I really can't think of anyone else who would do this."

"Hmph, boring, guess right every time." Qin Xueyao walked up to Zhang Ziliang, looking a little angry: "Why can't it be Sister Xuan."

Zhang Ziliang stretched out his hand and gently scratched her nose: "I've sensed it since you appeared, not to mention, your sister Xuan hasn't come back yet because of the mission of the sect half a year ago."

"Don't guess right in the future, um, at least don't guess right once."

Zhang Ziliang looked at the already slim girl with a blooming face, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart: After getting along for so many years, Xueyao is finally no longer as cold and cold as before, but her personality is a bit arrogant.

However, this is basically all spoiled by Xia Jinxuan and the others. Especially Zhang Ziliang, because he felt ashamed, he took care of her as if he were the apple of his eye.

Zhang Ziliang also didn't know whether Qin Xueyao would restore her previous memories, and if that day really came, he didn't know what to do, but his brotherly and fatherly love for Qin Xueyao would not be diminished.

"Brother has something to go to see your Uncle Ye, Xueyao, do you want to go with me?"

When Qin Xueyao heard that she was going to find Ye Lingxi, her face turned pale immediately, and she couldn't help recalling the horrible training in the past.

"Also, you can go by yourself, I'm going back to practice."

Qin Xueyao was afraid of Ye Lingxi's appearance, which made Zhang Ziliang laugh out loud. The girl felt embarrassed, and kicked Zhang Ziliang out of the garden with a fist.

Qin Xueyao was the only one left in the empty garden. She looked up at the Autumn Flame Maple in a daze. This Autumn Flame Maple was moved from the original bamboo garden to Xuanyue's side.

Next to the Autumn Flame Maple, there is also a pond, but now it is full of water lilies.

Half a day later, Zhang Ziliang came to Ye Lingxi's residence.

"The protective circle is in operation. It seems that Ye Lingxi is in the process of cultivation, but I don't know how long it will take for her to finish. Forget it, don't wait, leave a sound transmission talisman to explain."

Half a month after he left, Ying Yiming also came here. But when he came, the magic circle was closed.

"Master Ye, disciple of Zhuyin should ask Yiming to see him."

"come in."

When Ying Yiming entered inside, he saw Ye Lingxi frowning coldly, with an unhappy expression on her face, and she was holding a sound transmission talisman covered with frost between her fingers.

"Uncle Ye, there's a message from Yingyao!" Seeing Ye Lingxi's displeasure, Ying Yiming explained straight to the point.

"Well, she texted you?"

Ying Yiming quickly took out the Yang Pei, on which there were only a few short words: Senior Sister, I'm sorry, I will trouble you so much from now on!

When receiving this news, Ying Yiming was also puzzled. But after thinking about it for a while, he also understood that this news was not sent to him, Ye Lingxi was the only one who could be called so affectionately by Liu Yingyao in the entire Tianji sect.

Stretching out her hand, Ye Lingxi sucked the jade pendant into her palm. She stared at the words on the jade pendant for a while, then turned to Ying Yiming and asked, "When did you receive this news?"

"About two hours ago, but something happened to Yingyao!" Ying Yiming was concerned, and spoke quickly, forgetting his honorific title.

"I already know about this, so don't say anything."

Ye Lingxi returned the jade pendant to Ying Yiming, waved to him, and signaled to see off the guests.

"Uncle, last time Yingyao sent a message back through the stronghold over there, but this time..."

"Go back and forget about it."

That Ying Yiming had no choice but to apologize and retreated from the room, his face was full of sorrow.

"Junior Sister Liu, I will take good care of Xuan'er and Xueyao for you. As for Zhang Ziliang, I will also find him. Don't worry." Ye Lingxi sighed as she watched Ying Yiming walk away. .

After Ying Yiming left Xuanyue's lineage, he did not return to Zhuyin, but left the sect instead. He turned into a streak of red flames and pierced through the air, looking at the direction, it was heading south.

On the official road hundreds of miles away from the sphere of influence of the Tianji Sect, a young man dressed in white and wearing a plain crown was walking slowly. He was handsome, with sword-browed eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, which attracted the attention of many ordinary women passing by.

Zhang Ziliang left a sound transmission talisman for Ye Lingxi that day, and left in a hurry.

"Senior Sister Ye, I have a reason to go to her. Sister Xueyao, please."

As for Xia Jinxuan, Zhang Ziliang did not mention in the sound transmission talisman that the little girl now has a lot of flower protectors in Tianjizong, but if there is any trouble, Ye Lingxi will not sit idly by.

But after Zhang Ziliang had traveled all the way for a few days, he found a more serious problem: "If I only have two legs, I don't know how long it will take to reach Nanling."

Zhang Ziliang had heard about the teleportation array in the sect, but, he touched his shriveled storage bag, and couldn't help but sigh.

"No matter what, first find a nearby town of cultivators and inquire about it before making a decision."

Looking at a mortal galloping wildly on the official road, he couldn't help but think of his childhood yearning for various stories about young men in bright clothes and angry horses, and young men wielding swords.

"There must be a way for a car to reach the mountain." Zhang Ziliang, who was in a happy mood, couldn't help laughing loudly, which attracted sideways glances.

"This fellow Taoist, I don't know what can make you so happy."