Zhang Zhongxuan looked up at Mr. Song who was pacing back and forth in the study. Mr. Song was immersed in the book of sages. Every time he saw a sentence that he thought was exquisite, he closed his eyes and shook his head to read two sentences. Zhang Zhongxuan can’t help yawning. This Mr. Song was a birthday gift from Zhang Ai when Zhang Chongxuan was seven years old. He taught Zhang Chongxuan to call all day in the study, which made Zhang Chongxuan lose his freedom. Zhang Chongxuan was too lazy to pay attention to him. Mr. Song taught his books and Zhang Chongxuan practiced his work. They did not disturb each other, but they lived in peace.
"Oh, by the way, I’m going to pass on the weathered cloud method later. How did I forget about this? I don’t know how I got along with the last time I asked him to help me find some instruments." Zhang Zhongxuan stood up at the thought of this, lied to Mr. Song and said that he wanted to urinate in the toilet. Without waiting for Mr. Song to reply, he slipped out of the study.
"Xuaner, why, did you skip class again?" Zhang Ai and Zhang came along, followed by a group of maids.
How many years have no elders cared so much about themselves? Is it three thousand years? Or five thousand years? Zhang Zhongxuan’s heart warmed up and quickly said, "Dad, Mom, why are you here? I’m not skipping class, but I’m in a hurry. I have to go to the toilet to relieve myself. "
"urinate?" With a snort of cold, Zhang Ai’s whole face stiffened: "Are you really going to urinate?" Error-free novel network does not skip words.
Zhang Zhongxuan looked at Zhang Ai’s stiff face and felt like a tight piece of wood. He thought it must be very hard for Zhang Ai to stretch his face. He smiled in his heart and said, "It’s true. I asked Mr. Song Lao for instructions."
"You still dare to lie. Since I asked Mr. Song to give you a lecture, you left the study under a different name every three days, and then you didn’t see anyone all day. Do you think you went fooling around with the children in the city?" Zhang Ai snapped, pulled out his hands behind his back and pointed to Zhang Chongxuan.
Hanging out with kids? Zhang Zhongxuan is simply angry and funny. Although he is still a child in name, in fact, he doesn’t know how old he is now, what’s more, he is going to practice again now. Where is the luxury to waste time with that group of children? Now Zhang Zhongxuan shook his head and said, "No, son."
You ….. "Zhang Ai was so angry that he shook his body and stretched out his hand to give Zhang Zhongxuan a hand. Zhang hurriedly pulled Zhang Ai aside and said," Xuaner, don’t lie to your dad. You are still young and playful. Your dad and I won’t blame you. It’s just that your dad is frustrated in business now. His only hope now is you. Can’t you study hard and let your dad?
"Hey, anyway, they are also my biological parents now. According to the tone of my mother, it is obvious that Dad is busy with family affairs, so I will follow it, but this book is still unreadable." As soon as Zhang Zhongxuan read this, he said, "Mom, it’s not that I won’t, but that what Dad is asking me to do now runs counter to what he wants. Dad often taught me to take the revival of the Zhang family as the most important task, but our Zhang family is a rich family. Now, although our family is in decline, it can be regarded as a rich family. What’s the use of reading these pedantic books if we want to revive our family business? "
"unbridled." Zhang Ai thundered, "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. If studying is bad, will I still let you study? " Error-free novel network does not skip words. Zhang Ai reached out and shook off Zhang’s hand and slapped Zhang Zhongxuan.
Zhang Zhongxuan thought that if Zhang Ai didn’t get through today, there would be some annoyance later, so he straightened his back and greeted Zhang Ai’s palm. Lang Lang said, "Dad, do you think all the people who read books are wealthy businessmen? Our Zhang family is a rich family. What we lack is not fame, but profit. As long as we have money, our Zhang family can really revitalize. If I study hard as you always say, I will be a small official at most in the future, so what can I talk about? "
"This ….." Zhang Ai’s hand stopped in mid-air. Zhang Ai is not a rude person. Zhang Zhongxuan’s words, though it sounds like nonsense, are not unreasonable when you think about it carefully.
Knowing that it was time for Zhang Ai to step down the stairs, Zhang quickly said, "Sir, although Xuaner is young, there is some truth in this translation. I think you should stop forcing Xuaner to study. He is still young and playful, so let him go. Let Xuaner learn when he wants to."
Zhang Ai sighed, put down his hand hanging in the air and left. Zhang patted Zhang Zhongxuan on the shoulder and said, "Xuaner, you go and play. Your father was only strict with you recently because of family problems. You need to forgive him."
Of course, Zhang Zhongxuan won’t dispute with Zhang Ai, saying, "Don’t worry, mother. Chong Xuan won’t blame Dad for knowing that he is doing it for my own good."
Zhang revealed a relieved smile and walked towards Zhang Ai. Looking at Zhang’s departure, Zhang Zhongxuan hurriedly goes to Zhang Fu’s gate.
At this time, Xingcheng coincided with the downtown area, and the streets were bustling with pedestrians everywhere. Zhang Zhongxuan walked in the crowd, as natural and unrestrained as a fish, shuttling between people. When Sister Liu, who was selling steamed buns on the road, looked up and wiped the sweat on her forehead, she saw Zhang Zhongxuan’s back and was in a trance, as if she had seen the golden boy in the temple.
"Give me two steamed buns." A pedestrian walked up to Sister Liu, who hurriedly handed in two steamed buns and took the money. When she wanted to see Zhang Zhongxuan again, Zhang Zhongxuan had long since disappeared.
Zhang Zhongxuan went straight to the outside of the city gate. His appointment with Weathering Cloud was on the banks of the Xinghe River outside the city gate.
Drive, drive, at this time, several carriages rushed out of the street, and pedestrians on the road avoided to both sides of the road to let the carriages pass quickly. Zhang Zhongxuan looked into the carriage, and his heart was suspicious. It turned out that the carriage Huo Ran was his Zhang family’s carriage. "Ah, isn’t that Zhong Bo? What is he going to do? Judging from the direction he is going to, it is obviously outside the city gate. Why didn’t I hear my father and mother say that Zhongbo was going out? " Zhong Bo is the steward of the Zhang family. He has lived in the Zhang family for three generations. In terms of seniority, Zhang Ai should be addressed as a loyal uncle when he sees him.
The carriage rushed for a while, and it had already rushed out of dozens of feet.
Zhang Chongxuan’s outward-looking knowledge, just a sense, immediately sensed that there were six people sitting in each carriage. In order to find out, Zhang Chongxuan hurriedly put a few smoke screens on himself, and when he was in shape, he began to shrink into inches to recover from the carriage driven by Zhong Bo.
Although smoke screen and shrinking into an inch are small spells, if they are used together as easily as Zhang Chongxuan, only elders of major sects can achieve it all over the world.
"That’s not a smoke screen? How can that child walk so fast? It’s just flying. " The Jianghu artist who is busking in the street with a smoke screen looks at Zhang Chongxuan, who is striding forward, and can’t help but whisper in his heart. He is distracted, and the smoke screen displayed by his hand is vented, and immediately he shows his true colors. The people watching on the side see that it was originally a boa constrictor wrapped around his hand, but now it has become a thick rope, and all of them have dispersed with a hiss.
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The seventh chapter at the beginning (below)
Out of the city, Zhang Zhongxuan calmly stood under a big tree, watching the pedestrians coming and going in and out of the gate. According to his estimation, a group of loyal people will arrive in ten seconds.
Ten seconds later, the carriage driven by Zhong Bo and others really rushed out of the city gate. Zhang Zhongxuan hurried to the side of the road and shouted, "Zhongbo."
Pa, a whip fell, and Zhong Bo, who was in charge of the horse in the first carriage, gave a cry, and the carriage stopped after a few meters, followed by the carriage behind him.
Zhang Zhongxuan walked to the front of Zhongbo’s carriage, and Zhongbo just stepped down from the carriage. When he saw Zhang Zhongxuan, he wondered, "Young Master, why are you outside the city?"
"I’m here to play outside the city." Zhang Zhongxuan casually said, but his eyes pulled into the carriage. The carriage was hidden by a gray curtain and could not see the inside. Just under the bragging of the wind, the curtain raised a corner. In the dim light, Zhang Zhongxuan clearly saw a few legs. Look at the pants on those legs, which is obviously the dress of Zhang Fu’s servant girl.
"Zhong Bo has gone out to do something, young master. You come out to play alone. Be careful when you meet bad people. You’d better go back quickly." When Zhong Bo saw Zhang Zhongxuan looking into the carriage, his face began to feel a little uncomfortable.
"ZhongBo, since you go out, that also take me, I also want to go out and see. I just got tired of playing, so I got into the carriage and took a rest. " As Zhang Zhongxuan said, he goes to the carriage, and Zhong Bo hurriedly moves sideways to stop Zhang Zhongxuan. Zhong Bo clearly stopped Zhang Zhongxuan in front of him, but his eyes were gone, and Zhang Zhongxuan did not know when he had arrived behind him. Zhong Bo felt a strange feeling in his heart and looked back at Zhang Zhongxuan meaningfully.
Zhang Zhongxuan had already opened the curtain on the carriage, and when he saw the people inside, he saw that he had no mistake. He shouted, "Why are you here?"
"Master." The carriage was indeed a servant girl of Zhang Fu. When they saw Zhang Zhongxuan, they were all shocked by Zhang Zhongxuan’s fierce momentum in their hearts. They dared not meet Zhang Zhongxuan and hurriedly got up and bowed their heads.
Zhang Zhongxuan pointed his head into the carriage and asked, "Zhong Bo, what’s going on?" Seeing Zhong Bo’s hesitation, Zhang Zhongxuan said, "Zhong Bo, you love me the most. You know my personality. Don’t keep anything from me."
When Zhong Bo saw Zhang Zhongxuan’s black and white eyes staring at him, he immediately felt warm. Zhang Zhongxuan had been naughty since he was a child, but in general, he was more stable than an adult, and he was like a grandfather to him. Zhong Bo couldn’t bear to lie to Zhang Chongxuan, sighed and told the truth: "Young Master, due to poor management over the years, there is not much silver left in the house, and there are too many maids in the house, which adds to the burden, so the master decided to … decide."
"I decided to sell these maids." Zhang Zhongxuan said something that Zhong Bo couldn’t say, and thought to himself, "My father and mother are the best people to me except the master. They have treated me well over the years. Now that my family is at this point, it seems that I should think about my family." Thinking of this, Zhang Zhongxuan said proudly, "Zhongbo, you take them back. As for Yinliang, you don’t have to worry. I’ll find a way. You go back and tell my father and mother that I’ll go out for a few days. When I come back, I will definitely revive the Zhang family."
Zhong Bo hurriedly should be, Zhang Zhongxuan said these words, which actually made him not violate the meaning at all. For a while, he discovered that he didn’t understand Zhang Zhongxuan who had lived with him for seven years.
Zhang Zhongxuan personally sent Zhong Bo to the carriage. After seeing Zhong Bo driving with others and returning to the city, Zhang Zhongxuan’s figure, like a Dapeng, slowly flew along the river in the distance. Not for a moment, Zhang Zhongxuan flew to an appointment place with Weathered Cloud, and when he saw Weathered Cloud playing with a flying sword, he coughed at once.
Seeing the arrival of Zhang Chongxuan, the weathered cloud in the flying sword hurriedly said, "Master, you are here. My disciples have been waiting for a long time." He handed the flying sword to Zhang Chongxuan and said, "Master, the last time you saw me, I asked my disciples to help you find the fairy. This is the flying sword that my disciples snatched from someone with great difficulty. Wan Li walked alone. Please look at it. Hey, the disciple remembered the master’s order and swallowed the Taoist into his stomach, leaving no hands or feet. "
Zhang Chongxuan glanced at the sword, only to see that it was more than a foot long and two fingers wide, and it was crystal green. He looked contemptuous and said, "Although this sword is a seven-product weapon, it is flashy. At first glance, it is an instrument forged with crystal jade, and then upgraded by fairy magic. Is the man you killed the master of that family?"
"Master, you are amazing. When I stopped him at that time, he was followed by several men, all shouting’ Master, let him see how amazing you are in Wan Li’. I thought he was amazing, but he just warmed up a little, and he hung up. It really killed me." Weathering cloud said that the whole people laughed, apparently recalling the funny fighting scene.
When Zhang Zhongxuan heard what the weathering cloud said, instead of laughing, he snorted. On one side, the weathered cloud heard Zhang Zhongxuan’s cold hum, like a muffled thunder, and his body was cold and sweaty. Weathering Cloud realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he knelt down and said, "Master, I didn’t mean to lie to you."
Zhang Chongxuan’s hand made a slight stroke, and the seven-product flying sword on the weathered cloud’s hand let out a dragon song, which automatically flew into Zhang Chongxuan’s hand. This is an ordinary seven-product flying sword, but in Zhang Chongxuan’s hand, the green is growing wantonly, which seems to take people’s eyes away, and it is only flowing on the blade.
One side of the weathered cloud was shocked by this. Over the years, on the one hand, he used the formula taught by Zhang Zhongxuan to consolidate the Yuan God and the body, on the other hand, he practiced the Tao frequently, and he was full of confidence in his own way. However, when he saw Zhang Zhongxuan’s skill, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. He said, "Damn it, I have been practicing hard for so many years, and I wanted to wait until the Yuan God and the body were consolidated." A seven-grade flying sword is in his hand, but even the three or four-grade instruments are just so much. I am definitely no match for him. What’s more, he may have hidden his strength. It seems that this master still wants him to be a pawn. "
Zhang Zhongxuan, regardless of the reaction of the weathered cloud, stretched out his hand and lifted his sword into the air, and wrapped his right hand with five fingers. Wan Li walked alone and immediately flew to the side to sit on Daqingshan, only to hear a bang. The whole mountain was instantly razed to the ground, and the mountain became stone powder, floating in the air for a long time. Seeing this, Weathering Cloud realized that even if he practiced for another 100 or 80 years, he might not be able to reach this level. What else could he think? He quickly said, "Master is really amazing, I am really impressed."
Zhang Zhongxuan put away his sword and said, "Ah, this sword is so bad. It smashed the mountain and made such a loud noise. At first glance, it is the result of the impure body! Disciple, if you leave what I told you casually next time, think about the consequences yourself. " The third-order treasures of man, earth and heaven are divided into nine products, with one product being the highest and the other the lowest, not to mention the seven products of man and the seven products of heaven, and Zhang Zhongxuan doesn’t care.
Weathering Cloud quickly said, "Master, even if you give me a thousand guts, I won’t dare."
Zhang Zhongxuan said, "It’s good to know. Get up. I have something to do later. I’ll pass on your formula now." The original intention of Zhang Chongxuan’s call to Weathering Cloud to find the multiplier is to refine a fitting multiplier. Generally, the multiplier can’t be achieved overnight. The really good magic weapon grows with the growth of the multiplier owner, but after meeting Zhong Bo just now, Zhang Chongxuan changed his plan.
Weathered cloud stood up, stood by respectfully, and listened to Zhang Zhongxuan’s formula.
Zhang Zhongxuan had a hard time teaching this formula.
The formula is profound and profound, and the weathered cloud has been practicing for thousands of years, and the cultivation of the method formula is step by step as taught by Zhang Zhongxuan. However, after listening to the formula taught by Zhang Zhongxuan, the weathered cloud still feels the upwelling of qi and blood and spits out one mouthful blood.
"You have a good experience, these formulas are extraordinary. If you don’t want to die, give me step by step practice."
"Master’s teachings are remembered by disciples."
Zhang Zhongxuan lifted Wan Li’s solo into the air, and the whole person stood on Wan Li’s solo with a negative hand. The sword turned into a green and disappeared in the blue sky, leaving only the clouds that were blown by the wind.
"Hey, it’s really that people are more popular than people. The master flies with a sword, but he doesn’t even read the formula. He just moves his heart at will. At least it’s also a seven-product human device. In the master’s hands, it’s actually used as grass without sacrifice." Weathered cloud sighed and flew back to his old cave in Hanoi to practice the formula taught by Zhang Zhongxuan.
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Chapter 8 The top of the hidden snow (on)