The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 972 The Avengers

After all, Chen Xiang is only 16 years old, and he grew up in a peaceful life. This is incomparable to the days when his uncle saw his home destroyed and killed, and ran away with his younger sister when he was around ten years old.

For him, escaping from Liujia Village and studying in a private school under the pretext of finding his mother was already the greatest victory.

And now we have Xiaoyu, a beautiful vixen, as a good friend, and the Eighth Prince Ao Chun as a buddy.

But the good days could not last long, his uncle Erlang Shen was pressing behind him step by step, and the brilliance of the lotus lamp made him suddenly think of his mother in the dream that night.

So, I rushed to Mount Hua, and the matter of looking for my mother rekindled in my heart.

In the final analysis, he is not a person with a cold nature, nor is he a villain who has a wife and forgets his mother. Deep down in his heart, he is sometimes oppressed by the feeling of not treating me.

In the end, he is a 16-year-old child, a boy in adolescence who longs to be unrestrained. At the same time, he is also an aspiring young man with justice in his heart, persistence in his heart, and longing for his parents to reunite in his heart.

He wiped away his tears, puffed up his chest again, and said, "We can't play anymore, I'm going to Huashan, I'm going to find my mother!"

What he said was so firm, this kind of inner persistence also infected Xiaoyu and Ao Chun beside him, they both nodded together and said: "Yes, Chen Xiang, we will accompany you to Mount Hua to find your mother!"

The three teenagers continued on the road to Huashan.

But they didn't know that the soul of the youngest of the Yang family watched Chen Xiang go away quietly, with a hint of relief in his eyes, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.

Dingfu, Huayin County, in the courtyard.

Ding Xiang silently operated the Beixuan Divine Art in her body, then suddenly activated it, stretched out her finger, and shouted: "Get up!"

Several feet away, a fist-sized stone immediately flew up, circled three times under Lilac's command, and then suddenly flew towards the arrow target beside it.

With the sound of "duang", sparks flew everywhere!
That stone, like Li Xuan's arrow, pierced through the archery target, hit the wall, broke into dozens of pieces, and flew away in all directions.

One must know that the courtyard wall of the Ding Mansion is made of blue bricks and solid stones. It is tall and thick. With Ding Xiang's current ability, it is naturally unable to penetrate it, but breaking it into more than a dozen pieces is enough to reflect the strength of this stone. up!

"Great! Master, I have mana, I have mana!"

Seeing this, Ding Xiang jumped up and down happily, then twitched the hair on her forehead with her left hand again, put her hips on her hips and smiled coquettishly, with a smug look.

Chen Zhao stood aside, his face was as usual, but he was quite satisfied in his heart

He has been staying in Ding Mansion for a few days, and Ding Xiang, under the guidance of Chen Zhao, has mastered some "immortal skills" that are as small as the smallest.

In the original play, Yang Jian opened his eyes to the sky and poured part of the mana into Ding Xiang's body, making this silly girl who was so good at immortality to have mana.

After so many years, Chen Zhao has of course learned a lot of spells, and at this time, with the help of teaching, he imparted a bit of magic power to her from afar.

After a few days, Chen Zhao already believed that this lilac was worthy of being the number two female in the world of the Lotus Lantern, and she was really talented. In just a few days, she learned magic well.

……

Not far from Huayin County, in a beautiful place, there is a luxurious mansion.

This is the private residence of Zun Qian Yongjiang in Huayin County. Zhuangzi is surrounded by small rivers, green willows, and the scenery is very pleasant.

A luxurious carriage galloped along the bluestone road. Seeing that it was running at the gate of the manor, the coachman raised the reins and made a very elegant movement, and the luxurious carriage stopped firmly at the gate.

This carriage is worth thousands of gold, there are only two in the world, and the other one is used by Wei Guogong, Prime Minister of Song Dynasty, and Minister of Political Affairs Hall Han Qi.

Therefore, this carriage is the most luxurious carriage in the world.

The car door opened, and a tall and handsome young man in Chinese clothes came out, looking around, his eyes seemed to be able to shoot nine heavenly thunders, as if a tiger's eyes could kill people with a single stare, making people afraid to face him Look at each other.

Behind the young man in fine clothes, followed by a man and two women, all dressed gorgeously, without squinting.

The man's figure was average, but he stood upright like a javelin, and the pace of his feet was surprisingly tacit with the youth in Chinese clothes, as if there was a mysterious fit.

The other two women had frosty faces, one holding a sword and the other playing a piano, and their demeanor was also shocking.

The young man in Chinese clothes led them into the gate of the manor with strides, and everyone he met along the way bowed their heads and no one dared to look him up.

"Did you see it? He is Chen Yi, the grandson of Patriarch Chen Tuan, with powerful mana and great supernatural powers. This time, my lord invited him here to deal with the immortal mage hired by the Ding family. It must be no small matter."

At the gate, several guards whispered there.

"Tsk tsk, I have long heard that Chen Yi is different from his ancestors. He is extremely lustful. It is said that the maid behind him is the daughter of a famous family. Not only is he amazing in appearance, but he also has magic spells. You said that he..." A guard With a wretched smile.

"Shut up! Qian Xiaoyong, are you trying to kill us all? You can also talk about Chen Xianchang's affairs?"

Another man with a steady expression reprimanded him. He is the leader of the guard, "The last person who talked about him like this has already been turned into ashes by his stare."

Qian Xiaoyong's face turned pale, and he immediately felt like a duck being pinched by the neck, not daring to say a word.

"The descendant of Patriarch Chen Tuan, the direct disciple of Emperor Xiyue, the descendant of Zhong Kui..." The oldest guard frowned: "I have followed the lord for many years, and the lord has never invited so many people who practice Taoism. Could it be possible to discount the son's favor?" Is that person really a supernatural power?"

As soon as he said this, the audience fell silent.

"Besides this, there is no other explanation! Although my lord has never practiced the Tao, nor does he know how to spell, but he had a lot of contacts with these people who cultivated the Tao when he was young, but unless it is absolutely necessary, he is not willing to invite these big men to come!"

After the silence, it was like a pot exploded immediately, and everyone talked about it.

Inside the manor house, there is a small courtyard, with three steps and one post, and five steps and one post, the finishing is very strict, and the study in the courtyard is not even a fly can fly in.

Since ancient times in China, there has been a tradition of not being an official in the local area, and Qian Yongjiang, a native of Huayin, can also serve as a local county official, which is enough to reflect his particularity and uniqueness in Huayin County.

The biggest reason is that he was able to communicate with the gods in the Yongqin area, and he was the communicator between the Song court and these gods, and his status was very important.

However, he didn't expect that he conscientiously governed the local area and dealt with the gods on behalf of the government, but he didn't expect that because he didn't have time to discipline his son, he was interrupted by a so-called passing god.

No matter how you say it, he is also a person with a head and a face. Even if his son is not up to date, he will never tolerate someone punishing him.

So after seeing his son's tragic situation, he was furious, and after inquiring, he immediately invited these monks from the Yongqin area to come to help him.

The door of the study room opened, and Chen Yi, a man in Chinese clothes, walked in with a man and two women. Qian Yongjiang, who was sitting in the main seat, smiled and said, "Chen Xianchang, you are late, and you will be punished with three glasses of wine later."

"You are Bailihou, the lord of Mushou. Since you are going to be punished with three glasses of wine, I dare not refuse."

Chen Yi laughed loudly, and sat in his seat without being greeted by anyone. It seemed that he had come here a lot.

The man standing upright like a javelin behind him immediately poured him a cup of tea, and an indescribable fragrance filled the whole study room, but it was the authentic Yuqian Longjing in Hangzhou.

Chen Yi held the teacup, but did not drink it in a hurry, and glanced over.

The size of the study is not small, although there are many people in it, but all of them are standing respectfully.There are only five seats, and each seat represents a sect of monasticism that is famous all over the world. These five people are four men and one woman, and each of them is a master.

(End of this chapter)