My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity

When Ruan Nanzhu finished washing and dressing up and headed to the main hall, the breakfast banquet was already over.

Chen Zhixing was sitting on a sandalwood chair, drinking tea with his eyes lowered. He would chat with Ruan Zhenlong from time to time, making Ruan Zhenlong nod frequently.

"Third Young Master."

Ruan Nanzhu walked over and said hello in a low voice.

"Oh? Miss Nanzhu came just in time."

Chen Zhixing raised his head and smiled at Ruan Nanzhu, put down the tea cup and said, "I heard from the head of the Ruan family that Miss Nanzhu plans to go to my Ziwei Chen family to further her studies. Is this a problem?"

"Yes." Ruan Nanzhu nodded.

Chen Zhixing smiled and said: "Miss Ruan is extremely talented. If you can join my Ziwei Chen family for further study, our Chen family will welcome you. In my opinion, it is better to leave without further delay. How about setting off today and asking Mr. You to take you to the Chen family." ?”

"Leaving today?"

Ruan Nanzhu was stunned. He didn't expect to leave in such a hurry.

"What? Miss Nanzhu, what else can't be done?" Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows.

Ruan Nanzhu looked at Ruan Zhenlong and his wife who were winking at her crazily, and could only nod his head and said: "Everything will be as ordered by the Third Young Master."

"Okay, then Miss Ruan, let's go back and pack the things we need to bring. By the way, Miss Ruan can bring a few personal maids with her so that she can have someone familiar to take care of her when we get there." Chen Zhixing said with a gentle smile.

After Ruan Nanzhu left in a hurry.

"Third Young Master, what do you mean, you don't plan to go back with me?" Youlao, who was standing behind Chen Zhixing, frowned and said.

"Well, I still have some personal matters to deal with. Old You and Miss Ruan will go back to Chen's house first."

Before Chen Zhixing could finish his sentence.

"What?"

The decibel level of You Lao's voice suddenly increased several degrees, and he shook his head like a rattle and said: "No, no, absolutely not! Third Young Master, you have a big deal at the moment, and you must not let anything go wrong! I am your protector, how can I If I can leave you and act alone, don’t mention this matter again, otherwise.”

Uh-huh!

A mysterious light mirror specially used to record scenes appeared in Chen Zhixing's hand.

You Lao's face suddenly froze, and all his eloquent words suddenly stopped at this moment.

"Youlao, you just spoke a little too loudly. I didn't hear you clearly. Can you say it again?" Chen Zhixing blinked at Youlao.

"Ahem."

You Lao coughed vigorously a few times, then took a deep breath, his face became kind and cheerful, and he said:

"What I mean is that the Third Young Master is now so old that he should have some freedom and privacy of his own. Just like the young eagle, he has to learn to fly alone, right? Don't worry, Third Young Master, your decision is mine. support!"

Chen Zhixing nodded with a smile and said, "I like to deal with sensible people like Mr. You."

Youlao couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes when he saw Chen Zhixing smiling.

Screw you Mingshi!

If it weren't for this Xuanguang Mirror that recorded all of his saucy words, I would have to let you know today what it means to be domineering!

at the same time.

You Lao made a quick calculation in his mind. The Third Young Master is currently in the Immortal Ascension Realm, and he has many magic weapons personally given by the head of the family. Even if he encounters the ordinary Zhenwu Realm, without a three-day and three-night siege, he probably won't be able to kill him. Young Master.

And this time is enough for the Ziwei Chen family to rush to any place in Youzhou!

Until this moment.

Ruan Zhenlong, who had been listening to the conversation between the two and did not dare to interrupt, said cautiously:

"Youzhou is barren and there are not many experts. As long as the Third Young Master doesn't go to Chuanshan Mountain that day, he will be fine."

"Tianchuan Mountain?"

Chen Zhixing's heart suddenly moved when he heard this, and he casually asked: "What happened to Chuanshan that day?"

Ruan Zhenlong replied: "Third Young Master, you may not know it when you first came to Youzhou. Three days ago, someone discovered a place suspected to be the inheritance of an ancient sword god in Tianchuan Mountain. Most of the swordsman masters in Youzhou now, Everyone has already set off for Tianmen Mountain!"

"Is that so?"

Chen Zhixing nodded casually, but a hint of gloom quietly flashed through his eyes.

He never expected that the place of inheritance that had only appeared in Ye Chen's hands in the game "Great Cultivation" in his previous life would actually reappear!

Is this the butterfly effect caused by killing Ye Chen?

Just when Chen Zhixing was feeling gloomy and uncertain.

"Don't worry, sir. Without my key, no one can enter the place of inheritance of the Sword God."

A somewhat tired and cold Yu Jie's voice suddenly sounded in Chen Zhixing's mind.

"Oh? Mr. Qingzhi, are you awake?"

Chen Zhixing's mind moved slightly.

Since the last time Chen Zhixing obtained three rare treasures in the tomb of Taoist Jiu Feng, he also found a large number of magic weapons collected by Taoist Jiu Feng in the stone chamber.

Jiu Feng Taoist is only a fugue practitioner, so the magic weapons he collects will naturally not be of a high grade.

Chen Zhixing found it useless, so he simply threw it to Qingzhi.

then.

In that stone room, Chen Zhixing continued to comprehend the "Nine Divine Laws", while Qingzhi began to crazily absorb the military energy in those magic weapons.

Later, when Chen Zhixing walked out of Jiufeng Taoist's tomb, Qingzhi also fell into a deep sleep.

"It's not completely awake, there are still some things that haven't been fully absorbed and digested, but it's almost there."

A young and tired voice came.

"Sir, I will continue to sleep for a while. When I reach Tianchuan Mountain, you can call me. I have a hunch that this time I can return to the peak of my wandering mind."

"Okay." Chen Zhixing nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

In this case, there is no need to be too anxious about the Sword God inheritance.

After a while.

Regardless of Ruan Zhenlong's efforts to stay, Chen Zhixing left the Ruan Mansion alone.

A few hours later.

The sun sets.

The ancient road has a westerly wind and a thin horse.

An official road leading to Tianchuan Mountain has long been abandoned and deserted.

Chen Zhixing did not rush on his way deliberately, but led a skinny old horse picked up by the roadside and walked slowly on the official road.

"Tianchuan Mountain is not far from Wuxuan City, only seven hundred miles away. Even at my current speed, I should be able to arrive early tomorrow morning."

Chen Zhixing thought for a moment and counted the time.

It is getting late and the sun is setting.

As the sky grows darker.

Thick mountain fog gradually gushes out from both sides of the official road, and then rises, making the entire official road hazy and blurry, making it difficult to see clearly.

The ruined official road, which was originally deserted and silent, seemed inexplicably eerie and strange.

Suddenly.

Chen Zhixing paused and looked forward.

The skinny old horse he was holding in his hand seemed to have noticed something, pacing back and forth uneasily and neighing.

"That's...?" Chen Zhixing's eyes narrowed slightly.

I saw a thick fog at the front of the official road.

A hazy figure wearing a large black robe and a hood, with flame marks embroidered on the black robe, was standing at the end of the line of sight.

He slowly raised his head, revealing the golden hideous spider mask under his hood.

"The Ziwei Chen family, the third young master, Chen Zhixing?"

"From Yanzhou to Youzhou. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A strange sound wave that was neither male nor female, like several voices combined, came from the mouth of the black-robed figure.

As the black-robed figure spoke.

In the thick fog on Chen Zhixing's back.

A pale arm without any blood, as if fished out of the water, emerged silently.

Immediately.

This pale arm spread its five fingers with black nails and slowly approached Chen Zhixing's back.

Close.

Getting closer.

next moment!

This big pale hand suddenly accelerated and grabbed Chen Zhixing's head! ! !

Erase, I forgot to follow the timer, I sent it directly after I finished writing.