"The imperial palace has no intersection with Qingling Zongsu, how could he send a personal envoy to come?"

"Immortal Chen entered the realm of God Transformation, and all parties sent congratulatory gifts. Perhaps the Imperial Palace had the same intention."

"It's impossible. What kind of person is the Emperor? How could he care about a monk who has just entered the realm of Transformation of Gods? He even sent someone here."

"Is it not for the sect competition half a month later?"

The sound of the sinking sound came out of Ye Ming Peak, and heard the chats among his disciples along the way. He touched Yuhuang, which was hanging on his chest. At this point in time, maybe it was really because of him.

In the novel, the Emperor is unstable towards this offspring who is wandering away.

After Chen Liuxiang revealed his identity, he was shocked by the three realms. The people in the imperial palace were scared to death. The imperial palace attaches great importance to bloodlines. The emperor and the emperor in the palace were taking good care of each other like rare treasures. What happened suddenly?

Then Chen Liuxiang was taken back to the Imperial Palace. Everyone thought they would become a strong competitor to the next Lord of the Imperial Palace. Unexpectedly, they were expelled in less than half a year.

He destroyed the Emperor's natal magic weapon, causing him to be seriously injured, and made the Emperor's daughter fall into the hands of the demon clan's life and death unknown. When people in the imperial palace saw him, they wished they could be cut into pieces.

Especially Di Xingchen, his nominal second brother, after taking charge of the Imperial Palace, his first order was to kill Chen Liuxiang, leaving him with nowhere to escape in the three realms.

However, the person did not arrive, and by chance, Su Baiche was captured back to the imperial palace.

Di Xingchen was moved and wanted to use the power of the Imperial Palace to rob people with Zhou Xuanlan after the blackening. As a result, it became so cold that even the Imperial Palace, a holy land that stood for tens of millions of years, was destroyed.

When Chen Liuxiang saw the imperial palace, he thought that the Emperor had killed him without a single palm, and that his father's love was as true as a mountain.

The sinking sound felt a little awkward.

He was originally an orphan, but suddenly the whole family in the imperial palace appeared. He didn't know how to deal with it. Fortunately, he had no intention of revealing his identity and did not take the initiative to make it clear, and the Emperor would not take him back.

As the sect competition approached, the atmosphere in the sect became solemn.

The competition is the top priority for disciples every year. First, the reward is generous, and second, if they make a name for themselves in the competition, they may be included in the Immortal Lord Elder and others, and everyone attaches great importance to it.

Even the personal disciples of the three immortal kings were no exception and all rushed to the top.

At noon, Shen Liuji sat in the pavilion to rest, bored, and picked up two moist purple grapes, cleared their throats, and entertained themselves.

"I am Liuliu Xiaopi~"

"I'm the Xiaoxiang Grape~"

"Hehe, I'm a heavy little villain, I'm going to eat you now."

The grapes were thrown into the air and fell into their mouths. They squinted their eyes comfortably, and their hands were pillowing behind their heads. They accidentally caught a figure.

It's Zhou Xuanlan.

He lowered his head slightly, his emotions looked a little depressed, and he didn't respond when he saw the sound of the sinking sound, so he went back to the room.

It’s not dark on weekdays that I don’t go back to Chaoyun Peak. Today, I’m so abnormal. I frown and thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

Zhou Xuanlan and Ling Mushan Ling Jinye have a good relationship and often have private competitions. Now that the sect competition is about to come, they tested each other's strength today. If nothing unexpected happens, he should have lost to Ling Mushan.

In the original work, Su Baiche gained Zhou Xuanlan's favor for the first time, when the competition was approaching.

Lingmu Mountain has guidance from Lingye, the sect leader, and made rapid progress. He learned a new magic trick for the sake of the big game. Zhou Xuanlan couldn't solve it and felt disappointed. In addition, he was also a disciple of the Immortal Lord, and the other two had been taught carefully by the master, but he could only rely on his own understanding and doubled his hard work to narrow the gap with the other two.

The hardships can be imagined.

Su Baiche appeared at this moment.

I will be moved by myself if I explain it to him gently and patiently, accompany him to practice new magic day and night, and do it myself without any reward!

In the competition that decided to top the list later, the relationship between the two improved qualitatively.

The sound of the sinking sound dragged his chin and stared at Zhou Xuanlan's room. From noon to sunset, no movement came from inside.

The night wind passed through the pavilion, and the storm trembled. After hesitating, he still got up and went to Yeming Peak.

No... He can't stand his apprentice's grievance!

The only spells in his head were all taught by Zhou Xuanlan. If there was nothing to resist the sect, he could only go to Ye Mingfeng to steal the master.

"Tonight, you go to Shangzhu Forest to the north and teach Zhou Xuanlan's magic."

Su Baiche took a sip of tea: "I don't have time to teach a little disciple in the foundation-building stage."

It is difficult to hide the eyes of people during the day, so he can only practice late at night. This little time does not want to be wasted on useless people.

Tong Xi: "This is a good opportunity for you to get close to him."

Su Baiche disagreed: "You talk about what the benefits are."

"Anyway..." Tong Xi said vaguely, "I will never harm you."

Su Baiche sneered and said a little later: "Ming Dynasty Early Education."

Tong Xi hurriedly said, "No, tonight is the best time. I will pass on the spell that is most suitable for him to practice now."

"It means that the day is tomorrow."

Tong Xi was furious and helpless, "Forget it, I'm young, and no one cares about him. No matter how much sugar you give him, he feels sweet and it's so fooling."

At midnight, the moon is hanging high and the night is dark.

Zhou Xuanlan brought his sword and left Chaoyun Peak.

Bai Riling Mushan's sword technique that defeated him seemed simple and unpretentious, but it was powerful. When a sword attacked, it made people feel as if they were in a cluster of thousands of swords, with crisis everywhere and nowhere to resist.

The bright moon shrouded over the bamboo forest, adding a tranquility. A night wind blew by and the bamboo shadows swayed.

Zhou Xuanlan set out his sword and practiced tirelessly in the forest. He kept replaying the sword technique in his mind, trying to find a little flaw.

But it's like encountering a bottleneck, no matter how you can't do it.

In an impatient manner, he had problems with himself. His spiritual power was improperly controlled. He swung his sword and dozens of bamboos fell down with a bang, and the surroundings were razed to the ground.

Zhou Xuanlan stopped, and there was a look of decay and loss in his eyes.

If you continue practicing, there will be no result...

He put away his sword and was about to leave. At this time, movement came from the few bamboos that were poured out from the farthest.

Someone said "ah".

Zhou Xuanlan opened his eyes slightly and saw a thin figure crawling out from under the bamboo. He tied up his black hair and was a little messy, and his whole body was covered with green bamboo leaves.

“…Master.”

The hair was poked in a mess with branches and leaves, and Shen Liuxiang simply untied the hair and walked towards Zhou Xuanlan who was stunned.

He had just learned a trick from his senior brother and couldn't wait to teach his disciples, but he didn't find anyone in Chaoyunfeng and Juechunhe. He let go of his spiritual sense and searched for a while. He found that there was movement in Shangzhulin and hurriedly chased after him.

Before he got close, he was hit by bamboos that collapsed from all sides.

Shen Liu Ji rubbed his wrists: "What am I surprised by? Have you never seen a teacher?"

At this time, Master came here...

Zhou Xuanlan felt a little guess, and felt unbelievable, and said with a tight throat: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Of course I'm here to teach you the magic," Chen Liuxiang coughed lightly, put his hand behind him, showing a master's demeanor, "You are my disciple. If you lose to others in the competition, you will be my face."

Zhou Xuanlan was silent for a long time, and opened his mouth as the bamboo leaves fell.

The back of the sound of the sound of the back was facing him, and he could not see the expression on his face. He could only hear Zhou Xuanlan's voice trembling slightly, as if he wanted to obtain some kind of certificate: "Does Master really treat me as a disciple?"

Shen Liuxiang's heart was inexplicably pulled.

In the novel, Zhou Xuanlan has no father or mother. At the age of five or six, she picked up rotten vegetables and leaves in the downtown area and was beaten away by someone calling him a beggar and was beaten away with sticks.

At the age of ten, he joined the Ling Sect in Qing Dynasty. During the test of entering the sect, he went through a lot of hardships to win the top of the list from Ling Mushan, the pride of heaven... He heard that the person on the top of the list could get the best master, but obviously, it was not as he wished.

"Of course you are my apprentice,"

The sinking sounded, and gently curled his lips, "One unique."

He felt a little empathetic. He lived in the original world for more than twenty years. When he came here, he found that there was no one to worry about.

——Like duckweed.

“So is Master,”

Zhou Xuanlan paused word by word: "One unique."

The sinking sound blinked and untied the black hair satin wrapped around his wrist. This was the magic weapon covering the star, which had just been asked by his senior brother.

The width of the two fingers can close the spiritual consciousness by covering the eyes. It is an excellent auxiliary to exercise the spiritual consciousness. He wants to enhance Zhou Xuanlan's control over the spiritual consciousness.

"When you increase your spiritual consciousness and increase your perception of the outside world, the attacks of others will become slow in your eyes. It will naturally not be difficult to find their flaws at that time."

Shen Liuxiang covered his eyes with hair satin and tied a knot behind his head.

It was pitch black in front of him. He locked Zhou Xuanlan's direction with his breath and said to him: "Express it to you and attack me."

The bamboo forest caused a stir in an instant.

The sinking figure was like a ghost. No matter how Zhou Xuanlan made a move, he could always avoid the attack range by just using a little spiritual power.

"how?"

The two stopped.

Losing spiritual power and mixing with it, bamboo leaves all over the sky fell down.
To be continued...