With that said, Zong Zhengfang walked in unceremoniously.

Yun Zhiheng looked unkind and glared at him: "What are you doing here at night?"

Even so, he still closed the door.

As soon as he closed the door, he heard Zong Zhengfang shouting: "Where did Shen Niannian go? Didn't I say that I wanted to compete with her in this sect competition? Isn't she doing this? Scared?"

"You..." Yun Zhiheng was about to argue with him when he saw Zong Zhengfang blinking at him.

He said to him silently: Someone is watching.

Yun Zhiheng and Song Chaoci looked at each other, and then heard Zong Zhengfang say: "I knew that that stinky woman Shen Niannian had taken pills before and made rapid progress! She is as shameless as you Penglai Sect people. !”

Zong Zhengfang said unceremoniously, but he transformed into a pen and paper with one hand and quickly wrote a few words.

Yun Zhiheng and others stretched their heads to take a look.

Then I saw it written above: Bai Jing and He Xuan colluded to set up an illusion array in the secret realm.

His senior brother Bai Jing is proficient in illusion, and his biological mother is from the illusion demon clan.

There is no need to hide Bai Jing's life experience. Although there are constraints between various clans in the world of immortality, it is not a black and white situation, life or death.

Among large sects, they are also more tolerant. Some descendants of the union of human race and demon race will be included in the sect as long as they have a clean life and have no dirty thoughts.

"Zong Zhengfang, you'd better keep your mouth shut!" Yun Zhiheng sounded excited, but he wrote down a question on the piece of paper Zong Zhengfang gave him.

'Isn't the secret realm not yet opened? '

'The secret realm has already been opened. Zong Zhengfang wrote down the answer.

Xiaosha couldn't help but leaned over, snatched the pen from Yun Zhiheng's hand, and wrote: Why don't you use the art of sound transmission?

Zong Zhengfang:...

That makes sense.

Yun Zhiheng:...

I was so nervous that I forgot that this was still possible.

So, I made a complete set of the play.

Song Chaoci also spoke up: "Zong Zhengfang, although you are the son of the Zong Zheng family, if you have insulted our Penglai Sect again and again, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew out his sword.

People outside the house only saw the shadow of the sword shaking and the shadows of people moving inside.

In the room, several people began to transmit sounds into their consciousness.

Zong Zhengfang said: "The secret realm was opened three days ago. They deliberately released the news just to set up an illusion array in the secret realm."

"This sect competition is just a cover. A small number of sect disciples have made a deal with Yun Xiao to surround you and Shen Niannian."

"My senior brother is one of them. His realm has not improved for many years, and his heart has become increasingly anxious. This time, my master asked him to search for the Hundred Demon Sword with me, just to sharpen his temperament."

"Unexpectedly, he was actually lured by profit... I originally planned to summon Master to report this matter, but Master went into seclusion a few days ago. Even if I summoned him back, Master would not receive it."

"Thank you very much," Song Chaoci looked at him sincerely: "People from the Zongzheng family are indeed broad-minded and righteous."

Zong Zheng raised the corner of his mouth, a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

But I heard Yun Zhiheng say: "Although you are really mean-mouthed and annoying, you are indeed open-minded and admirable."

Zong Zhengfang: "Are you scolding me or praising me?"

He rolled his eyes.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Xiaosha received the hint and went to open the door.

Then they saw a young man appearing in front of them with a worried expression.

That person was none other than Bai Jing.

"Junior brother, don't mess around!"

Bai Jing's tone was concerned, he stepped forward to stop their fight, and then said to Song Chao: "Brother Song, please forgive me, junior brother has always been such a temperament, this time I have offended many people, I am here to plead guilty for junior brother."

"Senior brother, why are you doing this!" Zong Zhengfang said unconvinced: "Penglai Sect is already a down-and-out sect. Is it possible that we are still afraid..."

"Junior brother!" Bai Jing warned: "Don't forget Master's instructions."

With that said, Bai Jing quickly apologized to Song Chaoci and Yun Zhiheng.

Yun Zhiheng pretended to be angry and turned his face away from him, while Song Chaoci looked unhappy, but still looked decent in suppressing his annoyance.

Only then did Bai Jing's eyes fall on Xiao Sha: "This girl... looks familiar."

"Have you seen me?" Xiaosha's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I should have seen him before, but I can't remember clearly." Bai Jing shook his head.

Such an answer made Xiaosha quite disappointed.

Soon, both Bai Jing and Zong Zhengfang left.

Yun Zhiheng saw that Xiao Sha was unhappy, so he comforted her with a few words.

After a dreamless night, early the next morning, the boy from Yaowang Pavilion came to knock on the door.

It is said that the master of the pavilion, Hexuan, invited all the distinguished guests to gather in the lobby to show his hospitality.

The three of them did not refuse, and wanted to see who He Xuan was.

When we arrived at the lobby, we immediately saw the pavilion master Hexuan sitting in the main seat.

Hexuan's face is slightly feminine, with a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, as deep as a deep pool.

He is now a hundred years old, but in the world of immortality, a hundred years old is just a blink of an eye.

Therefore, Hexuan's appearance is still young and beautiful.

But as the outside world said, his hair was all white.

Beside Hexuan, sat a weak woman named Liu Fufeng. Looking at the woman's clothing and treatment, one could tell that she was Hexuan's wife, Nalanxian.

However, Nalanxian was wearing a power fence at this time, and his entire face was hidden under the gauze. Even if he got closer, it would be difficult for people to see his appearance clearly.

"Although I can't see her appearance clearly," Xiaosha couldn't help but whisper to Yun Zhiheng, "but I always feel that she is a great beauty."

"Indeed." Yun Zhiheng nodded.

At this moment, He Xuan's eyes fell on them.

"My friends from the Penglai Sect have come all the way, so I apologize for my poor hospitality."

He Xuan said, "I haven't seen you for many years. I wonder if Brother Tianqing is doing well?"

The Tianqing brother Hexuan mentioned was their master, Tianqingzi.

Song Chaoci didn't know whether his master had any friendship with He Xuan, so he just raised his hand and replied: "Everything is fine, master. I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry."

When Hexuan heard this, he nodded with emotion.

"I recall that when I was still a young man, Brother Tianqing was extremely talented, far ahead of us. Who would have thought that things are so unpredictable now... But in these years, I have never seen him go down the mountain again."

Yun Zhiheng said: "Master has ignored the secular world recently and has been meditating in the Penglai Sect to cultivate his nature and practice in seclusion."

"Are you also...a direct descendant of Brother Tianqing?"

Hexuan looked at Yun Zhiheng with some surprise.

He knew about Song Dynasty Ci, but he didn't know much about Yun Zhiheng.

He had devoted himself to developing elixirs for many years and didn't pay much attention to other things.

"Junior Yun Zhiheng."

"Yun's surname?" He Xuan narrowed his eyes and thought deeply.

Yun Zhiheng said: "Yun Yi, the lord of the city, is my father."

"Are you Yun Yi's son?" He Xuan's eyes were filled with surprise: "Are you also the direct descendant of Brother Tian Qing?"

He asked again subconsciously.

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Yun Zhiheng: "It's time to show you the identity of the second generation of the young master to scare you~"

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