It's hard to see each other

To the east of Qinglei City, within the teleportation formation hall. A dark-skinned young man was standing quietly in a corner, with a pair of thick hands folded across his chest.

Whenever a monk walked into the hall from the gate, his closed eyes would open from time to time, looking at the various monks who came in.

However, the eyes of this dark young man always unconsciously glanced at the man in the soap robe standing in another corner. The man had a vulture face and an eagle nose, and his eyes were deeply sunken in their sockets.

As if aware of the scrutiny, the eagle-faced man turned his head and looked opposite. The moment their eyes met, the dark-skinned young man felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, and the hairs on his back immediately stood upside down!

The vulture-faced man nodded to him and grinned, but the smile was very gloomy.

The dark young man cupped his hands unnaturally at the eagle-faced man, then closed his eyes again.

A moment later, a man in silver-white armor looked at dozens of monks and monks of all shapes and sizes in the hall and said, "This time, there are ten quotas for the teleportation site, Yujinya, and those who want to go come here to replace the teleportation talisman. "

While speaking, the man in armor stretched out his hand to the long table in front of him and flicked it across the air, and a dozen talismans appeared on the table amidst the flashes of spiritual light. The talismans were bright in color, with the word 'pass' written on the surface, the font was green, and it was emitting a faint green light. .

After a while, under the hustle and bustle of the hall, half of the people, including the dark-skinned man, had stood in the teleportation array with talismans.

Seeing that no one had entered, the man in armor nodded to the person next to him, signaling to activate the teleportation array.

After a cup of tea, the people in the teleportation array disappeared with a huge buzz and a dazzling white light rising into the sky.

About half an hour later, the armored man continued, "The next teleportation point is Ningchang County."

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After a period of dizzying nausea, Zhang Ziliang finally came to his senses, he found himself in a stone room.

"I didn't expect this talisman to be a one-time item. It's just that there are no guards here. Be careful." Zhang Ziliang clapped his hands and walked towards the stone gate.

Yujin Cliff is located in the north of Beilingzhou. It is rumored that there used to be a very huge land north of Beiling Continent, but now, there is only an unfathomable abyss left here, and in front of the cliff, there are rubble floating in the air beyond the horizon.

"It is said that this place was caused by a sword smashing the continent, and there is a residual power of law in it. I don't know if it is true or not!"

Most of the people who choose to come here hope to understand the power of the law from here. Especially those monks whose cultivation base has stagnated for a long time will take risks and choose to go deep into it.

Zhang Ziliang chose to come here, not to feel the power of law. It's just that it's closer to Tianji Sect, and Dongri and Chuncang City happened to be on the route back to the sect, so he also teleported here together.

He looked around, and then found a secluded place to silently recite a formula. Not long after, various parts of Zhang Ziliang's body kept rising and falling, which looked very strange.

After a while, Zhang Ziliang changed from his dark skin to that handsome boy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

After identifying the direction slightly, Zhang Ziliang turned into a thunderbolt and flew towards Dongri City.

Five days later, in Dongri City and Fulu shop.

"Brother, long time no see."

The shop owner, who was buried in the ledger, heard the sound and saw a cheerful young man with red lips, white teeth, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, walking into the shop.

"It's you, the old man really saw the right person." The store owner seemed very happy, stepped forward to welcome Zhang Ziliang into the store, and personally brewed a pot of tea for him.

"Thank you." Zhang Ziliang took the tea and drank it down, only to find that the shop owner was looking at him expectantly.

"I'm ashamed to say that I didn't find Kang He in Qinglei City," Zhang Ziliang sighed before continuing, "However, after searching several times, I found a tomb outside the city with the same inscription on the tombstone." name."

The owner of the shop with a face full of expectation, his expression seemed to be frozen suddenly, and after a while he asked tremblingly: "Is there anything famous on the tombstone?"

Zhang Ziliang pondered for a while, and replied: "Only the name, but, there are many weeping willows planted in front of the grave, but, maybe it's just a person with the same name and surname."

"Weeping Willow...Weeping Willow..."

'Bang, bang. '

There was a soft sound of porcelain shattering, but the teapot in the owner's hand fell onto the table, and then rolled to the ground, breaking into pieces.

The store owner's eyes gradually began to become cloudy, and tears could be seen faintly. He stood up unsteadily, staggered towards the store, and whispered with sobs:

"Once the wind and the moon cherish parting, hatred is like mist and rain that can't be wiped away, and then I ask about my life, there are only thousands of miles of dry graves left, and it is difficult to meet..."

"Brother, brother." Zhang Ziliang called several times and got no answer, but he seemed to hear a soft sobbing sound from the inner hall: once the love and the moon parted, the owner of the shop and Kang He There seems to be a deep affection between them, but why are they so far apart.

Thinking of the shop owner and Kang He, Zhang Ziliang couldn't help thinking of himself and Ye Lingxi. He couldn't help clenching his fists, his eyes full of melancholy: In this world where the big fist is the truth, he is just a little foundation-building monk, how can he guard her, alas.

When Zhang Ziliang was about to get up and leave, a person walked in from outside the store. This person has delicate features, holding a folding fan in his hand, his whole person is elegant and refreshing.

"Hey, brother Zhang, I didn't expect you to be here." Zhao Qingyi, who entered the store, looked at Zhang Ziliang in surprise. He walked to the table and was about to sit down, but found that the chair and the floor were all spilled with tea.

Zhao Qingyi tapped the palm of his hand lightly with the folding fan, and teased a little teasingly: "Brother Zhang thought the tea was not good, so he overturned it."

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but Brother Zhao is starting to make fun of people." Zhang Ziliang got up and cupped his hands: "Looking at Brother Zhao's appearance, I think he has improved his cultivation, congratulations."

"It's not hard work, it's just a little improvement. If I knew in advance that Brother Zhang was here, I would definitely clean up the dust for you."

"I just came here by the way, so I didn't intend to bother you, the young city lord."

"Brother Zhang is out of touch. You and I have lived and died together. If you hadn't rescued me that day, I would have died long ago."

After the two exchanged polite greetings, Zhao Qingyi pointed to the inner hall and asked, "Is Boss Rong in the inner room? I'm going to ask him to order a batch of talismans."

Zhang Ziliang looked towards the inner hall and said, "It's also inside, but, you should wait a little longer."

"Why?" Zhao Qingyi was a little puzzled.

a moment later,

Zhao Qingyi sighed and said, "In that case, I'd better visit another day."

The two walked out of the talisman shop, and when Zhang Ziliang was about to say goodbye, Zhao Qingyi said: "Brother Zhang, there is a restaurant called Zuixianju in Dongri City, and they have a very unique wine called 'Fire Silkworm'. How to go?"

Zuixianju is located on the street of West Street in Dongri City.

On the beam in the lobby of the store, there is a plaque that says "customers come like clouds", which corresponds to the full house of drinkers.

"Hey, City Lord Zhao, rare customers, rare customers, please come inside," a short, fat middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper ran up to Zhao Qingyi and Zhang Ziliang in small steps, and welcomed them into the store in person.

"Shopkeeper, two pots of fire silkworms, everything else remains the same."

"Kuohe Yajian has been reserved for you, buddy, two pots of fire silkworms, sent to Chunzhu Yajian."

"okay."