The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 486: Fate

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Wu saw Master's Wifelingli ’s side, but still perseveredly persuaded: "Master's Wife, Master ordered that this matter must be retaliated, you go to the teacher to ask for sin, in case of trouble, it is not good.

Lan Yu suddenly stopped, his expression changed, and he said: "Although the old man is dead, he still has many fans in Martial Faction. The elder is his confidant, if my son who died It ’s not dead, let them know, is n’t it a big disaster? "

Lan Yu was awe-inspiring, turned to stare at Wu, and asked, "Where is Tang Zheng?"

"Temporarily still in Capital City."

"Immediately, take me to see him immediately." Lan Yu can't wait to order.

Wu Wu asked in awkward way: "Master's Wife, is Tang Zheng your son?"

Lan Yu bit his lip and hesitated and said, "I don't know how to do it, but since he has that jade piece on his body, then I must go check it out."

Wu ’s mood has become more complicated. Although she has already guessed this result, when it is really about to be determined, she cannot be sure whether this matter is good or bad.

Is it true that Martial Faction has always been responsible for hunting Cultivator, and in the end, the son of Martial Faction Sect Master turned out to be Cultivator, is this not a big irony.

Of course Wu could n’t bear to see Martial Faction ’s reputation damaged, and Master ’s reputation was ruined.

But she ca n’t wait to figure out the whole story. If Tang Zheng was really the son of Master Master's Wife, would n’t that family reunion be the happiest thing in the world.

Wu is an orphan. Although she grew up with Master Master's Wife, she did not have her own real parents. After all, she occasionally eagerly hopes that her biological parents are by her side.

So, weighing the pros and cons, she tends to reunite this family.

"Master's Wife, what if Tang Zheng is really your child and Master's child? What if he is Cultivator?" Wu asked tentatively.

"Huh, what about Cultivator? That old man decided that my child could not practice martial arts, but he was a genius who practiced Cultivation Techniques, so he could not tolerate a baby child. Now no matter who it is, he dares to hurt me Child, I have sacrificed my life and I have to fight him to the end. "Lan Yu is aggressive.

Looking at the decisive Lan Yu, Tang can't help but envy Tang Zheng. If he is really a child of Master, then he has a mother like Master's Wife, which is really the happiest child in the world.

However, when Dangwu heard that the old Sect Master had determined that the baby in the baby was a genius who practiced Cultivation Techniques, he became more determined that Tang Zheng was the baby of the year, because he was a genius Cultivator.

The duo kept on going and immediately set off for Capital City.

At the moment, Tang Zheng has been sitting in the living room of Yan Clan, several important figures of Yan Clan are gathered together, and Medicine King is also on the side.

Fangcai Yan Potian was greeted in person at the gate. The high etiquette is rare.

The host and guest were seated. Tang Zheng first thanked Yan Liuyun for his generous gift at the auction. Yan Potian was busy saying hello, but in fact Yan Clan took advantage.

The price of two Life Continuing Pill is so much cheaper than that of other families, that is the big advantage.

Yan Potian looked at Tang Zheng with kind eyes and sighed, "It is really the Yangtze River that pushes back and forth, and I used to worship you as a teacher in Medicine King. It's amazing that my old heart is about to stop."

Tang Zheng smiled and said, "Old Yan is too serious."

"This time you got into Dragon Group, Xing Feng is a must-have villain, you have to be careful." Yan Potian reminded.

Seeing that both he and Wu are so cautious about this matter, Tang Zheng did not dare to take it lightly and nodded.

Yan Potian does not expect Tang Zheng to be completely entangled in just a few days. This is a subtle and long-term process, so he is not anxious. He chats with Tang Zheng for a moment and then leaves.

Medicine King and Yan Qishan followed him out of the hall, so only Yan Qingyi and Yan Liuyun remained in the hall.

Yan Qingyi made a wink at Yan Liuyun, and Yan Liuyun also found an excuse to leave, leaving Tang Zheng and Yan Qingyi in the hall.

Suddenly, Tang Zheng's look became weird. What kind of medicine is sold in this Yan Clan gourd? Is this a good idea for him?

But Shimei's plan doesn't need a Dao aunt?

Tang Zheng couldn't help crying and laughing, seeing that Yan Qingyi got up and walked towards him, he didn't say anything, staring straight at her.

There is no doubt that Yan Qingyi is indeed a beauty, and it is a dusty beauty that does not smell like fireworks on the earth, and it does not make you think of dirty.

"Could you please take a walk with me?" Zhu Lips lightly opened, Yan Qingyi's voice was very soft and light, and it didn't seem to smell fireworks.

Beauty invites, Tang Zheng Ruo refused mercilessly, it is really unreasonable, so nodded and stood up.

Yan Qingyi did not have any extra words. He walked straight out the door. Tang Zheng followed him step by step, lagging behind, looking at her back. He suddenly became interested in the Yan Clan young lady.

She is the identity that others have dreamed of, but she doesn't cherish it at all, and she doesn't do the things of the rich second generation. Instead, she pulls away and becomes a monk.

I have to say that she is a different number. Of course, for this unusual person, Tang Zheng will certainly have a curiosity.

Yan Qingyi's steps are very slow, but every step is like measuring it with a ruler, no more, no less, no difference.

Through the winding corridors, through a small doorway, the scene in front of me was suddenly bright, steep cliffs and snow-white clouds suddenly appeared in front of me.

This is the beauty of Dragon Shape Mountain. Yan Clan occupies this feng shui treasure, which is really enviable.

Not far away from the cliff, there is a small Taoist temple. This brick-and-black brick Taoist temple is hidden in the woods and stands beside the cliff, adding a hint of tranquility to the forest.

"That's your Taoism?" Tang Zheng asked curiously.

Yan Qingyi glanced and nodded gently.

"This doesn't quite match your identity." Tang Zheng joked, as Yan Qingyi, even if he is a monk, he can't be in such a shabby little Taoist view.

"It's just a work of dwelling, as long as there is something in your heart, what's the difference between the outside and the big?" Yan Qingyi said lightly.

"Oh, it really is a monk, and the knowledge is indeed not like our ordinary people."

"Common people? You may not be too humble, you are Cultivator, how many Cultivator are there in this world, presumably you know better than me, you also understand that your identity is not simple, how could it be Is it a layman? "

"But no one said that Cultivator is not a vulgar person, and is entangled in vulgar things. It is not like you seeing the red dust, what is it that is not a vulgar person?"

Yan Qingyi Looking at Yunjuan Yunshu in the distance, he said, "I didn't see through the red dust, the person who cultivated the Taoist was in the heart Grand Dao , No need to see through the red dust, see through everything, then how to cultivate. This is the world Grand Dao , Is closely related to this vast red dust, and only by knowing the vast red dust can we truly practice Grand Dao . "

"Oh?"

Tang Zheng chàyi exclaimed, this is contrary to Tang Zheng's expectations, it seems quite meaningful.

"There are tens of thousands of ways in the world, everyone has their own way, and everyone ’s way is very different, but many people ’s way is too vulgar, and it may not be possible to understand their own way after exhausting their lives. What. Dare to ask what your word is? "

"My way?" Tang Zheng frowned. He had never thought about this problem. He walked along and experienced ups and downs, but did he have a way?

Tang Zheng really did not answer.

"Are you not zhidào?"

Tang Zheng nodded truthfully: "I am a vulgar, I really don't like to think about these complicated and profound things."

"No, it's just that your Tao has not yet been revealed. When you walk xiàqu step by step in the future, you will eventually understand your Tao. At that time, your achievements, your cultivation level will go up to a higher level."

Tang Zheng grinned: "Then lend you a good word, but you brought me here specially, isn't it just the problem?"

Yan Qingyi regained his gaze, and then fixed his eyes on Tang Zheng, four eyes met, Tang Zheng found that her eyes were deep, and there was a realm of desirelessness, which made people fall into her eyes involuntarily.

"Do you believe in ingyun?" Yan Qingyi asked.

"ingyun?" Tang Zheng shook his head blankly. "I don't zhidào, but I zhidào one thing. I believe in myself and believe in mastering my own ingyun with my own strength."

"It seems that you are very confident."

"That's right." When Tang Zheng was a child, he believed that his efforts could be rewarded with higher results. Now he believes that hard work can increase cultivation level, thereby enhancing his strength and mastering his own ingyun.

"Everyone has their own ingyun, and you are the same. Since there is ingyun, it means that the heaven and earth are arranged in the dark, then there are traces to follow, and even know in advance."

Tang Zheng smiled dumbly and said: "Your set of words is exactly the same as the fortune teller on the street. I believe that if you go to fortune telling, the business will definitely be bucuo."

The Yan Qingyi was unheard of, and he continued to say: "Unknown prophet is to know a person's ingyun in advance."

"Oh, does anyone in the world have this ability?" Tang Zheng asked casually.

Yan Qingyi nodded solemnly.

Tang Zheng stunned, she just asked casually, why she nodded so surely?

"Do you want to zhidào your own ingyun?" Yan Qingyi asked.

"Oh, do you really want to be a fortune teller?" Tang Zheng smiled dumbly.

"Please answer me." Yan Qingyi is still serious.

Seeing her does n’t seem to be a joke, Tang Zheng ’s smile gradually converged and looked at her suspiciously.

If she is not Yan Qingyi, Tang Zheng will surely think that she has encountered a magic stick that pretends to be a ghost, and immediately turns around and leaves.

Since she is not joking, she said so surely that there is such an unknown prophet, that means she knows this person, or ... she is this person!

Tang Zheng was taken aback by this inference. Although he was Cultivator, he would be a magical Cultivation Techniques, but he never thought that he could not know the prophet, because that kind of ability is too unnatural.

Now that I have this opportunity, what should I do with my own ingyun?