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an exhibition.

"Sir, are you interested in "The Picture of Banquet of Immortals" performed by Gao Mingshi of the Jin Dynasty?" The administrator walked towards the man who had stayed for a long time before hanging the painting.

The young man replied casually, "I'm not interested."

"You've been in front of this painting for almost an hour, so it doesn't seem like you're interested." The administrator was puzzled.

If a normal person is not interested in something, he would ignore it and walk away.

"I've been standing there for an hour?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes, we are closing soon, please leave as soon as possible." He reminded.

Looking at the sky outside, Rong Xueheng was stunned for two seconds.

He just happened to glimpse familiar paintings at such exhibitions, and remembered things from a long time ago.

The famous painters didn't know what exiled immortals were, but they were just painting a scene of immortals descending to earth to participate in the banquet in their imagination.

The real fairy is more like the representative of the will of this land, silent and silent, only occasionally showing his face when the earth roars and disasters strike.

He walked out of the exhibition hall and walked along the way, walking through the urban forest.

A real fairy is like...

"Hey, old Rong, we meet again." A passing man in a vest with a skewer in his mouth waved to him.

Rong Xueheng looked towards the voice.

It was a man with a rough face, smiling cheerfully at others, a little simple and honest.

If he didn't admit it himself, no one would believe that he was a member of Xian.

"you……"

"I haven't seen you in hundreds of years. She looks pretty decent in a suit and belt." He wiped the cumin seeds from his mouth, wiped his hands, and stood up.

"Are you here to mock me?"

"I don't have the time, young master." He looked at the gray sky, "I just have a premonition that some troubles have arisen, so I'll deal with them."

The person who caused the chaos seemed to be brewing something.

Once he obtains the entity and surrounds himself, everyone will be involved in his thinking and completely fall into chaos.

Qingyu Hall, storage room.

Zhang Qingyu walked towards the half stone tablet deep in the cabinet.

The inscription on the half of the stele shone slightly.

This means that the records in the heavenly book will be fulfilled.

His face suddenly darkened.

"Teacher", a powerful existence whose body is corrupt but whose soul lives forever, is he about to be resurrected?

He had been in close contact with the leader, that friend he was familiar with, and was bewitched by the leader's thinking, his thinking was distorted, and he regarded him as his enemy in front of him.

It would be an even bigger nightmare if the leader could transform from that terrible consciousness into reality.

The night is getting cooler.

Guan Yunhong lay on the ground, feeling that his bones were about to be torn apart.

"I feel like I'm going to die." She was so tired that she couldn't move, and she just wanted to lie like this for the rest of her life.

Originally, she wanted Xun Xiaotian to teach her the swordsmanship used to deal with the "greedy wolf", but who knew that he would drag her to the devil for training.After sparring with some people all afternoon, she felt that she was going to be crippled by him.

Xun Xiaotian, what kind of devil are you when you train people?

"Normally, sword practice requires long-term persistence, and it's like this on the first day of practice." Xun Xiaotian stretched out his hand towards her, "Get up, lie down like this and be careful that your whole body will be sore tomorrow."

"Is there a boyfriend like you who abuses his girlfriend?" Guan Yunhong muttered, raised his hand, and grabbed him.

He helped her up and supported her to walk two steps, "From now on, you have to be careful of a domestic violence man like me."

"...Um, this word is not used to describe you." Guan Yunhong was speechless.

Although it was true that she was tortured miserably, it seemed that the degree was really not enough.

Xun Xiaotian, is your Chinese taught by your physical education teacher?
After a short rest, Guan Yunhong resumed his training.

With the help of the Mu family, she was able to check from most of the data that some small families in the imperial city have been running outside the imperial city recently, as if they were meeting someone.

After Guan Che recovered a little, he took Fu Xi to check the situation, and he didn't know how the investigation was going.

Although life is still peaceful, there is always a feeling that a storm is about to come.

"I always feel that the leader will do something during this time. Starting to train and study now is like starting to read books today after the final exam tomorrow." Guan Yunhong held his forehead, feeling very headache.

To be honest, although the leader himself is unable to hurt others due to some reasons, it does not mean that he can control others...

What's more, he can transfer it to others at will.

"The leader is not as terrifying as you think. Don't you also understand that as long as he has fewer followers, his own power will be weaker?" Xun Xiaotian comforted him.

The leader is only similar to the existence of immortals, but he is not immortal like immortals. He can survive well because of loyal subordinates like He Xianjun, who have steadfastly believed in him for hundreds of years.

"It's hard to say, no one can guarantee that he won't brainwash people we know. If that's the case, then we have to think carefully about what to do." Guan Yunhong supported his head.

If a friend she knew was possessed by the leader, she would have to hesitate for a while in the face of this.

"If that person were me, I would never give you time to hesitate." He suddenly squeezed her hand tightly.

If he is the next container chosen, he will definitely not make things difficult for her.

"It must not be you." Guan Yunhong knew what he meant, but the result was a bit too cruel.

"Ah."

Jade family.

Patriarch Jiang dragged his granddaughter to visit.

"I don't know why Patriarch Jiang is here." Patriarch Yu's expression turned ugly.

Patriarch Jiang looked serious, "Come borrow the book from heaven to have a look."

"Oh? Borrow the heavenly book..." Patriarch Yu elongated the ending, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

He still remembered the old man's collusion with the Mu family at the Tianshu Interpretation Conference. Now that the head of the Jiang family has a request, he is a little reluctant to agree.

Patriarch Jiang immediately understood the grievances between the two families.

This is because he helped the Mu family back then, making the Mu family show off at the gathering prepared by the Yu family. The Yu family hated it, so this time they didn't want to help at all.

He was about to sigh when he heard the child next to him stand up.

"Grandpa Yu, Grandpa and I are counting on the fact that something important will happen in the imperial city, and there may be a crisis at that time. The matter is very important, and I ask Grandpa Yu to fulfill it." Jiang Baoyan spoke earnestly, with a little maturity that does not belong to this age.

Patriarch Yu was also taken aback by the behavior of the little girl in front of him. He had heard of the willful little witch of the Jiang family, but he didn't expect that after three days away, she would mature a lot.

He knocked on the handle of the seat and said with a smile, "Old Jiang, you have taught a good granddaughter."

Then, he waved to the side.

"Qingzi, come here and take Patriarch Jiang to the collection showroom."

This is considered a promise. (end of this chapter)