"Okay, stop talking about this."

The Taoist in Blue is like a knife, and his thoughts are like numb.

The most mysterious thinking consciousness is. Even with the spiritual cultivation of Taoist Blue, it is still impossible to achieve absolute mastery, and not only that.

On the contrary, sometimes the more you know, the less likely you will be to come out after falling into a vicious circle of thinking.

Zhang Ziyang also smiled and shook his head, and said gently: "Then I won't say it."

Turning around and seeing Zhang Ruochen about to digest all this, he waved his sleeves and the world suddenly changed.

When people come back to their senses, they are still blue sky and white clouds and green mountains, and the cup of tea in front of them is not cold yet.

From the beginning, Zhang Ziyang actually had no intention of fighting on Chunyang Tianji Peak. Everything that just happened was in the spiritual world constructed by Zhang Ziyang.

After all, Chunyang has its own rules. Even if Zhang Ziyang is a powerful expert in refining emptiness, he cannot easily attack the nine peaks of Chunyang.

"Thank you, senior." Zhang Ruochen bowed sincerely to Zhang Ziyang.

He knew that Zhang Ziyang had no malice because he was a powerful person in the refining emptiness. If he really wanted to do something against himself, he would not use the magical method of Tongxuan at all. Just a magical power in the virtual realm was not enough for his own ten thousand lives.

“…”

But when Zhang Ziyang heard this, he frowned and did not answer. He also glanced at Zhang Ruochen with a "kind" look, and then moved away.

Zhang Ruochen didn't understand why, he really didn't understand Zhang Ziyang's temperament. Do he say he hates him?

But judging from what he did, it was obviously not, but he was particularly caring for himself.

But if he says he doesn't hate himself, then what's going on with this reaction?

With his personality, Zhang Ruochen dared not ask about his master.

Just when Zhang Ruochen was at a loss, a sound suddenly came, which was a way to transmit sound.

"Child, this person is very troublesome. Don't call him senior, you'll be fine if you call him uncle."

Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised and his eyes fell on the blue-clothed Taoist. The voice transmission was obviously from him.

At the same time, he looked at Zhang Ziyang again, and he was also "kind" staring at the Taoist in Blue.

Was the voice transmission heard?

The Taoist Lan in blue laughed awkwardly, then lowered his head and carefully fiddled with his slightly white-washed sleeves.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Zhang Ziyang, and Zhang Ziyang also turned his eyes. The two of them intersected their eyes, without lightning, but it made people feel as if a crow was flying slowly overhead, leaving a few black dots in the end.

But senior, what does your expression mean?

Zhang Ruochen has seen this expression.

It's exactly the same as when Jiujiu wanted to eat fish but said she wouldn't eat it.

"Brother, disciple Zhang Ruochen, I have met uncle."

Helplessly, Zhang Ruochen had to bite the bullet and call him Uncle Master.

To be honest, he also speculated about his relationship with Chunyang, but before proof, he would call him "senior", which should be wrong.

But the point mentioned by Taoist Lan in Blue further verified Zhang Ruochen’s thoughts.

Master should be a pure yang person.

And Forget it has another name - Wuyou.

But this senior, no, this uncle, is a little...

"Your feeling is right, Zi Yang is indeed a troublesome and arrogant! By the way, I, Dao Daoming, you should also call me uncle." When Zhang Ruochen was about to come up with that word, Taoist Lan agreed with the voice transmission and gave the answer.

Sure enough, after Zhang Ruochen called out the words of his uncle, Zhang Ziyang smiled a little, coughed lightly, and said with satisfaction: "Well, I understand that you are here in Chunyang, because you want to ask about Senior Brother Xuanji, but his affairs are too complicated, so I can't say more. Let's do this, go to Chunyang Library, where you can know at the moment."

"Chuyang Library?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Zhang Ziyang nodded and said, "The Chunyang Library contains everything from martial arts and magical powers to historical landscapes, humanities, geography and even novels. Naturally, someone specializes in recording that incident. Of course, because everyone has a limit, what can be viewed is different."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and agreed with Zhang Ziyang's statement. Because of the individual differences between people, it is naturally impossible to expose all events.

For example, it cannot be seen for children...

For example, it cannot...

For example...

In short, this is very reasonable and necessary.

"Just understand." Zhang Ziyang said, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, what you are practicing now is the Chunyang Sword Art."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen quickly reached out and pointed it into a sword. A three-inch pure Yang sword energy rose above the sword finger. The sword intent was pure and Yang. The sword energy was extremely sharp and in a state of shooting, but it did not exceed the tip of the finger.

The true man Daoming, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe, suddenly interrupted with joy and said, "The sword energy and sword intent have reached the pure realm, and can be freely collected. It seems that your sword technique has been completed. Then, do you have a clue to your Xuan Dao in that direction? If not, how about considering the sword? "

"Swords are sincere in the heart, sincerity in the sword. One sword rises and the heaven and earth divide, and one sword falls and the ghosts and gods destroy..."

Zhenren Daoming is the elder in charge of the Chunyang Sword Pool, and is a Void Refining Sword Cultivator. Combined with Zhang Ruochen's previous sword technique, it is naturally possible that Zhang Ruochen's sword art is indeed extraordinary to his peers, so he may have been tempted to cherish talent.

"Dao Ming! The Taoist moves with your heart, don't mislead him." Zhang Ziyang frowned, interrupted the words of Daoming Zhenren, and then added to Zhang Ruochen: "The so-called Tongxuan means to open the mystery of heaven and earth, but the mysterious world is unpredictable and profound. And I have a cliff in my life. It is best that you can choose one according to your original heart, and never follow the crowd."

"Disciple understands." Zhang Ruochen replied.

Zhang Ruochen knew what Zhang Ziyang wanted to say, and he also agreed with this view. Practice means cultivating the mind. My mind is me. Naturally, this path of cultivation can only be followed by oneself. Others say it is strong, but it may not be suitable for oneself.

"Your spiritual realm is now moving forward with a little light. You only need to accumulate enough, and then find a way as a starting point. Stepping into the Tongxuan board is a sure thing. Don't be impatient." Zhang Ziyang reminded again that he did have some different emotions about the successor of this senior brother.

Zhang Ruochen also felt this emotion. He didn't know what happened to his master in Chunyang, but according to the three true man Haoyang, Daoming and Ziyang.

Maybe that dark and experienced Taoist has a good reputation.

But why did Wuyou turn into Forgetful Worry?

What exactly is the master trying to forget?

At this moment, Wangyou was picked up while Zhang Ruochen was watching, and then Zhang Ziyang did something puzzling.

"for you!"

"Uncle Ziyang, this?" Zhang Ruochen looked at Wangyou who was handed to him, with a confused and puzzled look on his face.

Is this going to give the sword back to yourself?

"The Chunyang Sword Pool will be opened soon, I hope you." Zhang Ziyang's eyes were filled with brilliance, and he stared at Zhang Ruochen tightly and said word by word.
Chapter completed!