Heavenly practice

The reason why it was confirmed that they had returned to the Wangqing Lake instead of the illusion was because a large group of people behind them looked at them in astonishment and shock, especially after seeing the silver-haired Chang Ming, they all expressed weakness in their legs.

"Half half god!!"

"It's the demigod Chang Ming!"

"There are also Prince Daxia and Feng Yufei..."

"Really are……"

"sky……"

There was wailing behind him, the sects that originally wanted to take the opportunity to sneak into Huangdi's inheritance to get some treasures all cried for their fate, why did they meet this one as soon as they came in!

It's okay to meet others, at least they are all human races, and they are all reasonable, but this person is obviously not a reasonable person.

A sudden sentence came from the group of howling people, "...Shen Zhuo?!"

Shen Zhuo looked over subconsciously, and even Chang Mingxuan, Yufeng, Yu Fei and others all looked over in unison.

The man's heart trembled, his back was covered in cold sweat, and he walked out under tremendous pressure, "Are you... Shen Zhuo?"

Another acquaintance, no, more than one, Shen Zhuo glanced at the Juluo Taoist, the elder Jing'an, etc. in the crowd, and suddenly had a strange premonition in his heart, he felt that it was almost time, the opportunity was coming.

"I'm not Shen Zhuo, I'm Shen Zhuo's son, and my name is Liuli."

Shen Zhuo replied with a smile, adding by the way, "I'm from Santu Peak."

Fan Yun broke into a cold sweat when he heard these three words, but he also laughed out of all kinds of fear, "Really, you really look like..."

"Shen Zhuo...Which Shen Zhuo?" Someone whispered.

"Is that Shen Zhuo?"

"Which who? Who are you talking about?"

"do not know……"

"..."

Qiutang followed Elder Jing'an with a pale face, "Master..."

Elder Jing'an's eyes were as sharp as a weapon, and he stared at the boy with long silver-gray hair.

The Juluo Taoist on the side stared at the grown-up Long Xiang, "Although we did not participate in the chaos of Qinyang Mountain, we were also responsible for the disaster of suppressing Tianmen. My senior brother has always felt sorry for Xiao Wuya Now, even if Long Xiang and his uncle and nephew come to take revenge, we can only bear it."

Hearing this, Qiutang's face became even paler, "Senior Sister Yuanhong..."

"Shut up." Jing An reprimanded coldly.

At the same time, some people hidden in the crowd also had different expressions when they saw Long Xiang. They knew the real reason for besieging Zhentianmen back then. After all, it was only for the magic weapon on Huang Lingyu and Long Xiang. Although in the end, stealing chickens won't cost you nothing, but the demise of Zhentianmen was always caused by them, including Longxiang's master Xiao Wuya.

Now that I haven't seen him for ten years, the other party has already cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm. Given time, under the blessing of the Void Realm Heaven, he will definitely be able to stand up to the great powers of the world, not to mention that he has the support of Fengchi and Daxia.

It's only been ten years, and the boy who was isolated and helpless at the beginning has come to such a point, his fate is really unpredictable.

However, outsiders don't know, but people like Ju Luo Jing'an and others know that the reason why Long Xiang has come to this point is because of one person, Shen Zhuo.

The young man who summoned lightning to strike at the demigod Zhang Ming ten years ago in full view, although his soul was gone in the end, they all felt that the matter was not over yet, and they always felt that the young man who seemed to have only his protruding face would not die so easily.

Sure enough, at the time of Emperor Huang's inheritance today, Santu Peak, Fengchi, Daxia, Xujingtian and other major forces reunited again, and that person appeared with a childish face, but said with a smile that he was The person in Santu Peak is not Shen Zhuo, but Shen Zhuo's son.

No one believed this statement. The Huangtian Secret Realm was closed ten years ago, and the thunderclouds on the Jiangyuan Ancient Desert hadn’t dissipated. There are countless scenes of white light, but who knows, that young man has an unusual relationship with that demigod of Santu Peak.

But now that he reappeared, he claimed to be from Santu Peak. People were shocked and stunned, as if shrouded in a huge conspiracy and lies.

"The sound of the flute has stopped." Bai Ruying said that only the sound of the piano was left.

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure came from the mist on the Wangqing Lake, Xuanyu looked sideways, and frowned slightly.

The sound of the zither was like the ding-dong of a clear spring in the mountains entering the sea, following the footsteps of the man on the Wangqing Lake, it struck the heartstrings of everyone one by one, like the sound of fairy music at the beginning of the flood, clear and clear.

Confused beings look up at the sky above their heads, look at the bright moon, step on death and sorrow, listen to the voice of heaven, and finally give birth to the wish of eternal life, perseveringly pursue the great secret of heaven and earth in the replacement of generations , approaching the mysterious sky above the head step by step, and finally far away from the world completely.

"It is recorded in ancient books that Emperor Huang once created the song of the way of heaven to reach the way of heaven and reach the will of heaven, so he obtained the mystery of comprehension, the method of eternal life, and finally ascended to immortality."

Yun Yun looked at the figure walking step by step on the lake in the mist with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "The world doesn't know the name of this song, let alone heard it."

"Listen to what you said, is this the voice of the Dao?"

Xuanyu didn't take it seriously, and looked at the indistinct figure with a smile, "Who knows whether Emperor Huang ascended or died?"

However, only these few people dared to speak out at this time, and the group of people behind them were already silent, and they did not dare to move rashly.

Only Long Xiang seemed to feel something, turned around and looked into the mist, and walked in front of several people with gloomy eyes.

Zhuo Ji reached out to stop him, but was held back by the person beside him. He raised his head in astonishment, but saw Shen Zhuo looking at all this indifferently.

That calm and indifferent side face made his heart beat wildly, and that look was just like his family's boss!

And a few steps away, Long Xiang was already standing in front of Wangqing Lake, and he could step into the lake with just one step.

The man in the mist finally approached and revealed his appearance.

Moon-white gown without pendants, long hair half-tucked up with branches, delicate face, and an ordinary bamboo flute in his hand, this is such an ordinary young man standing on Wangqing Lake, facing Looking at the several major forces at the top of Zhongzhou with a calm expression, they finally stopped on the lake nine feet away from Long Xiang, as if they were strolling in the courtyard.

Yunyun and Xuanyu looked at each other in a rare tacit understanding, ready to go.

Looking at the silent young man in front of him, Long Xiang felt a strange feeling, like the intimacy born with him, and also like the fighting spirit of a fateful struggle, intricate and complicated, and finally turned into a peaceful gaze.

The two were silent for a long time, Lin Xieyang finally spoke, a gentle smile appeared on his delicate face.

"You should feel it, there is only one between you and me."

"Who are you?" Long Xiang asked.

"Lin Xieyang." He replied.

There was another strange voice from the crowd, and the young man beside Fan Yun exclaimed, "It was back then..."

"To shut up."

Fan Yun stopped him with a pale face, knowing in his heart that this was no longer something they could meddle in, because those two even ignored the demigod Changming.

And Lin Xieyang over there finally set his sights on the people behind Long Xiang, nodding his head one by one, Feng Yufei and the others were a little surprised, after all they were still trying to kill this person not long ago, but the other party was so polite greeted them, and they all returned their compliments.

Xuanyu raised her eyebrows and took a step forward, "You..."

Before she finished speaking, her face changed, and she stretched out her hand to touch the front, but she touched an invisible wall, and her eyes sharpened immediately.

Yun Yun's expression was also terrified, and he reached out to touch it, "...it's an enchantment."

"It's not a barrier, it's a small world."

Shock appeared in Feng Yufei's eyes. The enchantment is not comparable to the small world. The barrier of a small world cannot be broken at will, and it is also impossible to transfer it at will, but the young man in front of him did it easily.

"He has inherited Huangdi's inheritance."

Su Tianxing looked calm, as if he had accepted the failure of their mission.

"He wants to kill Long Xiang and become the real Son of Heaven."

Yun Yun turned and looked at Chang Ming, "Master Demigod, it's up to you to take action."

Everyone looked at Chang Ming, who had never spoken from the beginning to the end, but he looked at Lin Xieyang indifferently, as if he could not see the atmosphere of tension, and slowly uttered four words, "The Song of Tongtian."

"My lord!" Xuanyu's expression changed drastically.