Mirror of the Sky

Zhang Huansheng is still young but has hidden many secrets, but contrary to his complicated encounters, his experience is really simple. It was clear in just a few sentences.

After hearing Zhang Huansheng's remarks, Lu Wuning carefully corresponded to the files in his hand, confirmed them one by one, and finally nodded: "The description of this young man is exactly the same as Chixiong Weicha's.

It seems that there should be nothing to deceive, Mr. Maosong and Mr. Qingtan, what do you think? "

While speaking, he turned his eyes to the left and right, looking at the old man in the Taoist robe and the old man in the brocade robe. Seeing that one of them had a calm expression, and the other had a sinking face, they both nodded their heads, and said with a slight smile: "Since the two bosses People feel the same way, so I'm going to have a blood test."

Hearing this, among the green-robed and green-robed attendants sitting on the wooden chairs on both sides of the lobby, a young man with a big face hesitated for a while, suddenly gritted his teeth, and said, "Sir. , the past experience of this young man is indeed correct.

But in recent months, his whereabouts have been very mysterious. First, he said he was running away from the sea a few years ago, then he disappeared for a long time, and then after returning to Nanyang, he disappeared again..."

Before he finished speaking, a fat middle-aged official sitting opposite him suddenly showed a smile that was not a smile, and interjected: "Master Dong, it is this young man who is certified by our Dali Temple. You don't care what his recent whereabouts are.

The city of Nanyang in Yinhai County of Xu Kingdom was originally the place where maritime merchants gathered. It is not uncommon for merchants and associates to go to foreign countries to disappear for a hundred or a thousand days. , there must be something wrong. "

"Master Chen, I have my own reasons for saying the mystery," the little official with a face flushed when he heard the words, and said anxiously, "This young man has been in the Nanyang Tzu Chi Hall for eleven years. , has always said that he suffers from the disease of separation from the soul, whether it is reading or doing things, once more than half an hour, the headache will die.

So if you can't succeed in writing, you can't achieve in martial arts.

As a result, after leaving Tzu Chi Tang for more than ten years, he was cured without knowing when, and he immediately became a maritime businessman and traveled far away. Isn't it mysterious? "

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but turn their eyes to Zhang Juansheng, and after listening to him for a moment, they explained with shame, "Actually, I have never suffered from the disease of leaving the soul, and I was sent to the Tzu Chi Hall. Lieutenant Zhong Wuli, I was afraid that I would cause trouble by revealing the origins of Da Xumi Temple, so I helped to lie.

Since then, when people ask me about my origins, I will say that I don't remember them.

Later, when I was studying in the Tzu Chi Hall, others read articles for a few days. I could memorize it after reading it once. I was really bored.

As for the sea merchants, since I was a child, I realized the power of destiny to control the breath of the wind, and later I was able to breathe clouds and mists, although because of the allusion that "the wood show is destroyed by the forest wind", I dare not spread it everywhere..."

"Hold on, hold on." Hearing this, Lu Wuning waved his hands with wide eyes, stopping Zhang Juansheng's words, "Young man, you just said that in addition to the power of the wind, you are also enlightened. The power of destiny that spit fog?"

"Exactly." Zhang Huansheng replied respectfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Wuning had already instructed, "Let's show it off, let me wait and see."

Zhang Huansheng heard the words and said, "Yes." With his thoughts turning, he summoned the Hurricane Hurricane whistling above the lobby. The strange thing was that the wind breath only reverberated in a small area of ​​Zhang Xukuan. The masonry was flipped, but not even a shred of breeze was released around it.

After more than ten breaths, he suddenly opened his mouth again, sucked the strong wind into his belly, and spewed out a cloud of mist, shrouding the entire back hall in a cloud of smoke.

"Chunmang-kun has three kinds of powers of destiny, and this son has realized two kinds of powers. It seems that such a sturdy young man must be the bloodline left by Qingtan Gong." Seeing this situation, Lu Wuning laughed and waved his clothes. Sleeves, put the whole room of clouds and mists into his sleeves, turned his head to look at the old man in the robe, and said, obviously he had already confirmed Zhang Huansheng's identity first.

And when the old man in the robe heard the words, he just nodded with a faint smile, and acquiesced to Lu Wuning's words, but there was no other expression.

Seeing his attitude, Lu Wuning didn't say much. He turned his eyes to the old man in the brocade, and said with a smile, "Master Maosong, Master Qingtan has been confirmed, what do you think?"

The old man in Jinpao didn't open his mouth when he heard the words, a mysterious black aura suddenly appeared in his eyes, the sharp nail on his right thumb slashed on the palm of his left hand, opening a wound, and a few drops of black-red blood flowed out.

After the black blood appeared in the world, it tumbled like magma, and a red and black mist rose up. It was thrown by the pale old man in Jinpao, and directly covered Zhang Huansheng, and penetrated through the pores. Entering into his body~www.wuxiahere.com~In an instant, Zhang Huansheng felt hot all over his body and his mind was muddled for a while, and then the chaotic power contained in his body was inexplicably aroused, and the seven orifices gushed out. Black gas, people are like puppets, standing there dumbfounded.

Seeing this vision, the old man in Jinpao, who had been frowning deeply, finally changed his face, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "This son contains the power of disorder, either from chaos or from the great abyss, there should be There is no doubt that I have the blood of Zhangjiazhu Jiuyin.”

"So, Mr. Maosong, you recognize him as the eldest grandson of Xiongjing Zhang's family." Hearing this, Lu Wuning asked with a smile.

"Lord Lu, my ancestors of Zhang's family already have a divine answer, so what if I don't recognize it." The old man in Jinpao replied expressionlessly, stood up, and instructed an old servant in commoner who was serving behind him, "We Xiong Jingzhang The eldest grandson of the family's direct line, it is always difficult to live in the official post.

Qing hoe, you will arrange for this child to take over the house and settle down according to his identity. Don't be harsh. "

"As ordered, my lord." The commoner servant bowed and replied when he heard the words.

At this moment, Zhang Huansheng was able to wake up from his drowsiness. He felt in a trance that if he recalled what happened just now like a dream, he could not help but stare at the brocade-robed old man alertly.

And the old man in brocade robe turned a blind eye to Zhang Huansheng's stern gaze, and bowed his hands to Lu Wuning with the old man in robe, saying, "Master Qingtan, Master Lu, since the identity of this son has been confirmed, I will say goodbye first. Well, let's meet again in the future." He strode out the door.

However, when he passed by Zhang Huansheng, his footsteps slowed down, and he said in a deep voice, "The power of the great abyss in your body is enough to practice my Xiongjing Zhang's "Black Nikkei", visualize Zhu Jiuyin Real body, let's start tonight." Then he picked up his pace and walked away.