When the Zixia Technique was first released, it seemed as if it was not there, as it was as soft as clouds, but it was extremely tough to accumulate strength, and later it was even more overwhelming and unstoppable. The word "Zixia" came from this.

Changle did not look purple when using his internal strength, which made him very happy. After all, not everyone can accept such special effects.

The advanced Baoyuan Jin and the master-level Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms will have no power. If you face Fei Bin now, even if he does not underestimate the enemy, Changle can kill him with one palm.

I am very satisfied with Changle's strength now, but the 15-point chivalrous point is a bit annoying. It seems that I need to do more things to do for justice.

He turned off the panel, stood up and left Siguo Cliff directly. It was a month since he set out to Hengshan Sect.

In the conference hall, Yue Buqun looked at Changle with satisfaction. His Zixia skills were only a small achievement. Now Changle is almost catching up with him.

"Changle, at this time, I will give you a letter from Master Liu Zhengfeng. After that, you can just wait for us in Hengshan. We will set off to Hengshan in a month." Yue Buqun's gentle attitude towards Changle made other brothers envious. "Let's go down the mountain."

After leaving the meeting hall, Linghu Chong stopped Changle and said with a smile, "My junior brother, ask for the senior brother what good wine is available in Hengshan."

"Okay, don't worry." Looking at his lazy appearance, Changle thought how could this guy become the protagonist.

"Changle? Don't worry about him, be careful on the road. Remember if someone asks you to tell someone that it is the senior sister who taught you the sword technique." Yue Lingshan told seriously.

"Yes, you have to take the initiative if others don't ask." Linghu Chong fanned the fire.

"I'll ask the master, what kind of wine I like to drink, please help you find out." Changle thought for a while and said.

"Junior brother, senior brother is wrong. Go down the mountain quickly!" Linghu Chong said hurriedly.

After going down the mountain, Changle went straight to Chang'an and went to see the twins. Seeing that they were all right, he left with confidence. However, Changle always felt that someone was following him on the road, which made him much more cautious.

Changle rode his horse on the official road, and four carriages were walking in front of him not far away.

They looked like a whole family. They went to a wine shop and got off the horse and bought something to eat. The four carriages were also parked here to rest.

"Boss, let me know how many hand-made dishes." Changle walked in and said to the boss.

"Sorry, there are not many ingredients in remote shops here, and they are all packaged by those guests." The boss said carefully at Changle.

"Then I'll buy some water. Do you have any forage?" Changle didn't eat it for two or three days without eating it, and just drank some water.

"There are some forages, some well water is not expensive." The smile on the boss's face became much more real.

Seeing this handsome young knight reasoning, the boss breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, my dad, please come over and talk." A tall girl came over and said to Changle.

Changle took a look and an old man with white hair and beards over there smiled at him.

He went over without being polite. Before he could get up, the old man stood up and smiled cheerfully and said, "Young man, I'm sorry. We have so many people that we bought all the food here, but we brought a lot of Chang'an mutton, let's share some of it."

"Then thank you for your kindness." Changle smiled and clasped his fists.

"Young hero, please sit down and talk." The old man heard the conversation between Changle and the shopkeeper just now. He looked at the long sword in his hand that should be a disciple of Huashan, so he also wanted to make friends.

"Then let it disturb." Changle was not polite and did it with the flow.

The old man handed the baby in his arms to a beautiful woman and said with a smile, "Young man is a disciple of Huashan."

"Well, the gentleman of the family master Jian Yuebuqun." Changle looked at the people on the table and felt embarrassed to feast on it.

"It turns out that he is a handsome disciple of a famous and upright sect. My surname is Yu, and there is a small sect in Jiangxi." Old man Yu smiled and reported to his house.

"My father's name is Yu Zhengyun, known as Jiangxi Divine Fist, and is the leader of the Divine Fist Sect." The girl who just called her to come said angrily. Seeing that her father was so low-key, she spoke up for fear that Changle would be despised.

"So it's Old Hero Yu." Changle felt that he had become hypocritical, but this name sounds very familiar.

The man who saved in Luoyang was his disciple.

However, Changle did not mention it, and after a big meal, he got up and said goodbye.

He took the boss and prepared the forage for him and turned around and left.

"This guy is really arrogant. Daddy, big brother, and second brother don't even drink toast." The girl pouted and said unhappyly.

"Siuying can't fall in love with that boy, right?" Her sister-in-law said with a smile.

"No, it's just a sign of it. That Huashan Youlong would definitely not be as rude as he did." The girl said stubbornly with a blushing face.

"Siuying, don't you talk nonsense. That boy was not rude just now. Didn't your father tell you that you should be kind to others when you go out, even if you have to think more before you start." Old Yingxiong Yu said to his daughter with a smile.

"I know! Dad." Yu Xiuying should have been brainwashed by these words a lot and nodded impatiently.

"Let's go, let's continue on the way." Old Hero Yu stood up and said.

"Shopkeeper checked out." Boss Yu stood up and said.

"The young man has settled the bill just now." The store owner hesitated for a moment and took out the silver notes left by Changle.

"Hold it, the store." Old Yingxiong Yu shook his head with a chuckle, "I didn't expect this little friend to invite us to have a meal."

After Changle set out on the road, he walked freely. He sat cross-legged on the horse and meditated.

If others see him practicing internal skills like this, they will be shocked. Who dares to practice internal skills like this? Isn’t this trying to get into a devil?

However, Changle, who has the power of the martial immortal, has no problem in meditation like this. After Zixia Gong was running a great circle, he stretched.

The sound of horse hooves came from behind, and the old hero Yu shouted loudly, "Little friend, wait."

Changle strangled the horse and looked back at him galloping on a horse.

"You are not righteous, I promised to be the old man, but you snatched the old man's host." Old Yingxiong said with a big laugh.

"You are a junior, and you have become a villain again, of course you can't leave it alone." Changle didn't expect that this old man would come to find him.

"I won't talk about the previous incident. I'll ask you to ask me to have a meal no matter what. I dare to ask where I'm going." asked Old Yingxiong Yu.

"Mr. Liu Zhengfeng from Hengshan wants to wash his hands, and his master asked me to send a letter." Changle told the truth.

"Then we're really going to go. My family is going back to Jiangxi, but we have to switch to Hunan to see a friend." Old Yingxiong said with a laugh. "What do you call me a friend?"

Changle just now just now was just eating, and they didn't have time to ask.

"Boy Huashan Zhao Changle."
Chapter completed!