Then only a handful of monks knew that Zheng Juzhong had not only reached the Fourteenth Realm, but he was also one of two Fourteenth Realms.

So is there a possibility that Zheng Juzhong actually has a third avatar who has been practicing quietly in that dark place for many years?

Chen Pingan calmed down and asked casually: "Has the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion of the sect where Nan Guangzhao stayed been almost digested?"

Yun Jie lowered his head and clasped his fists in thanks, "Seven, seven, eighty-eight, it's already in my belly."

Nan Guangzhuang was beheaded by the executioner Hao Su, and the Mr. Zheng in front of him was the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Isn’t it the simplest truth and the easiest thing to do?

If it weren't for the fact that Zheng Juzhong wouldn't mind this kind of misunderstanding, Chen Ping'an would have wanted to slap Yun Qi on the head. You have to have some control over your fantastic ideas, right?

Chen Ping'an and Qing Tong left Jiuzhen Immortal Hall with a strange mood.

Inside the waterside pavilion, Wei Zi asked in her heart: "What do you think Mr. Zheng is planning for doing this?"

Yun Jie threw the fly whisk down and said with a smile: "Why should we bother ourselves and calculate the will of heaven based on the human heart? All we need to do is sit on the sidelines and wait and see."

The grandness of Mr. Zheng’s plan must be beyond imagination.

Wei Zi covered her mouth and smiled sweetly.

My husband has always been conceited and never imagined that there would come a time when he would willingly call himself a "mediocre person".

On the long journey, there were rough waves in Qingtongxin Lake.

Finally came back to my senses.

Who can make Yun Jie and Wei Zi become immortals and worship them from the bottom of their hearts like gods? Who can they be named Zheng?

Qing Tong, who put on the power fence again, raised the power fence again, turned to look at Chen Ping'an, and said cautiously with a timid expression: "I have offended many people before, I hope Mr. Zheng...

It’s a large amount, don’t worry about it.”

Since he is afraid of the embroidered tiger Cui Chan, how can Qing Tong not be afraid of another chess player in Caiyun Tenth Game, the Lord Zheng of Baidi City?

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Do you and Yun Jie have the same brain?"

Qing Tong felt that he was not stupid, and he was doubtful in his heart. He always felt that it was not true. Who Chen Ping'an was and his true identity became more and more confusing.

Be careful when sailing a ten thousand year ship. You would rather believe that someone exists than believe that someone does not exist. Just assume that this person is that person.

Before leaving Tongyezhou, the master of Bixiao Cave in Guandao Temple said goodbye to Qingtong.

The old patron also once gave guidance on the merits and demerits of the world's heroes, including Yu Xuan, the talisman, Lu Yan, the Chunyang Taoist, Zhao Tianlai, the heavenly master, Liu Jubao, the God of Wealth in Aaizhou, and Huolong Zhenren from Padi Peak. Wei She, who was already in the Fourteenth Realm but just missed it, Pei Min, the swordsman, Liang Shuang, the Taoist priest...

As for Huaiyin and others, it seems that they are not worthy of being mentioned on the stage by the old watcher.

Of course, among them is the world-famous demon master, Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City.

You don't need to be too afraid of Zheng Juzhong's people. The entire Haoran world can be counted with one hand at most.

In addition to the word "too much", the key point is that the old viewer also added two words, "now."

If it weren't for this small chat with the old temple master, Qing Tong really wouldn't be so afraid of a great monk from the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

The relationship that cannot be fought with eight poles is that the water in the well does not interfere with the river.

Besides, both parties have reached the Ascension Realm, and Qing Tong prefers silence to movement. He only needs to stay in the Demon Suppression Tower and will not take the initiative to provoke Baidi City.

Finally, the old observer gave a conclusion.

In the future, it may take as little as two to three hundred years, or as long as a thousand years. At that time, the five worlds combined, and at most two hands of monks on the mountain tops, can try to arm-wrestle with Zheng Juzhong.

If there is a new one among the ten tycoons in the world.

There must be a place for Zheng in the middle.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Since you are so in awe of City Lord Zheng, have you ever wanted to understand the truth that those who practice Taoism need to cultivate their strength and mind at the same time."

Qing Tong nodded vigorously and said: "The most reasonable thing!"

Chen Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry. He really felt a bit useless.

I worked hard for a boxing contest, and I had to add Xiaomo's sword challenge. It turned out that it was not as effective as "Mr. Zheng"?

On the way to Suishan Mountain in Zhongtu, Qing Tong had been carefully looking at the guests in green shirts around him with the corner of his eyes.

Finally, I noticed that the other person had a smile on his face, as if he had thought of something happy, and his eyes were gentle.

When he was fourteen years old, after traveling away from home for the first time, Chen Pingan traveled a long way, drank many kinds of drinks, and saw many people and things. However, every year he traveled, he saw more I haven’t eaten mooncakes in a year. How many times have I eaten them? Chen Ping’an is actually not sure because he has vague memories. It seems that there were only two times before the age of five.

Even though Luopo Mountain became more and more lively and crowded later, no matter how well Zhu Lian took care of things and no matter how attentive Xiao Nuanshu was, they all forgot about this matter.

Chen Ping'an made up his mind that during this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, he must admire the moon and eat moon cakes at Luo Lo Mountain.
Chapter completed!