Qinglin City is one of the many cities under the jurisdiction of Qingyun Sect, and there are three two-star forces and more than a dozen one-star forces in it, but this is information from three years ago, and now in the past three years, I don't know if there have been any changes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The walls of Qinglin City were ten meters high, and only cultivators in the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm could leap over it.

Under the tall city walls, the quaint and heavy dark city gates are wide open, and the stone bridges on the moat are full of people.

Approaching Qinglin City, Chen Zong's speed decreased sharply, and when he stepped on the stone bridge, he was already walking like an ordinary person.

The fair-skinned and handsome face and clear and deep eyes, as well as a green robe and a long sword at the waist, will make people's eyes light up and secretly admire, but it did not make Chen Zong the focus, after all, there are many cultivators in Qinglin City, and it is not strange to see them.

Walking into the unguarded city gate, walking on the wide street paved with blue-gray bricks, crowded with pedestrians like flowing water, and all kinds of shops on both sides, Chen Zong was slightly in a trance, with his memory, Chen Zong walked in the direction of the Seven Swords Tower.

Seven Swords Tower is one of the three two-star forces in Qinglin City, and it has a three-legged relationship with the Mo family and the Black Tiger Gang, and is full of prestige.

The Seven Sword Towers are located in the southeast of Qinglin City, and there are six huge sword towers surrounding the first sword tower, and the territory of the Seven Sword Towers is within a radius of ten miles.

With a sweep of his eyes, Chen Zong locked on one of the sword towers hung with white cloth strips, and strode forward, which was the seventh sword tower in charge of Chen Zhenghong.

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"Brother, you're back. The girl wearing a white scarf and a white linen dress was pale, her eyes were red and full of tears, and she lifted the corner of her skirt and rushed over excitedly with small steps, bringing a gust of elegant fragrance to her nose.

Chen Zong's heart moved slightly, and a feeling of closeness arose, which came from the feeling brought by part of Chen Qingzong's soul, because the woman flying in front of him was Chen Qingzong's sister Chen Qingyao.

"Sister, I'm back. Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong spoke and called softly.

Chen Qingzong's soul is integrated into his own soul, to a certain extent, he is now Chen Qingzong, and it is reasonable to call him sister.

"Brother, Daddy he ......" was so sad that his heart couldn't stop dripping, like a rain line.

"Sister, how did Daddy die?" Chen Zong also felt sad, but he restrained himself very well, and asked instead.

Chen Qingzong only received a letter and learned that Chen Zhenghong had passed away, but he did not know the specific situation.

"Qing Yao...... Qing Yao ......" A hurried shout quickly approached, and then, a person broke in, and when he saw Chen Zongshi, he suddenly became angry, and rushed to it, slapping his palm, bringing the palm wind to whistling, and shouting angrily: "Who are you, get out of the way." ”

Grabbing Chen Qingyao's arm, Chen Zong stepped forward and avoided this palm.

"Stop, he's my brother. Chen Qingyao reacted and said angrily.

"Your brother......" The person who came took a look and saw the slightly familiar face of the young man in Tsing Yi, he was stunned at first, and a touch of shock and panic flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he couldn't help but speak: "You...... You are Chen Qingzong...... You're still ...... You're back...... It's good to be back, your sister Qingyao tea doesn't think about food in the past two days, I'm worried that she will be too sad, and you also know that your sister has been weak since she was a child......"

"Okay, Zhao Qixing, I have something to say to my brother, you can go. Chen Qingyao said coldly.

"Good, good...... I'll leave, I'll go to Qinglin Restaurant another day to set up a table, and invite your brother, remember to appreciate your face. Zhao Qixing said while sneering and retreating, turning around, the smile on his face was gone, and his eyes were cold and hideous.

Looking at Zhao Qixing's disappearing back, Chen Zong retracted his gaze thoughtfully.

This Zhao Qixing is the only son of Zhao Zhongxing, the archdeacon of the Seventh Sword Tower, he is eighteen years old this year, but his cultivation is only the fifth level of the foundation realm, such an age and such cultivation are placed in the Qingyun Sect, and he is completely at the bottom, but he is one of the best among his peers in this Qinglin City.

Chen Qingzong didn't know much about Zhao Zhongxing and Zhao Qixing, the father and son, only that they joined the Seventh Sword Tower more than three years ago, and soon after, Chen Qingzong went to Qingyun Sect.

Now it seems that there is something wrong with this.

"Sister, tell me how my father died?" Chen Zong spoke again.

Chen Qingyao wiped away her tears and spoke eloquently.

Chen Zhenghong's cultivation is in the middle of the ninefold foundation realm, with superb swordsmanship, known as the first sword in Qinglin, and his strength ranks third in the Seven Sword Towers, and can be included in the top ten in Qinglin City.

Five days ago, someone came to challenge because of the title of Qinglin's first sword, which is nothing, and there have been cases in the past, but in the end, Chen Zhenghong defeated the other party and defended his honor.

But this time the challenger is Shang Chonglei, the second elder of the three-star force Tiegangmen, who is still above Chen Zhenghong in his cultivation, and in order to build the ninefold peak of the foundation realm, but since it is a sword competition, Shang Chonglei said that he will suppress his cultivation at the same level as Chen Zhenghong.

Shang Chonglei is known as the Iron Mountain Sword, and a sword in his hand is like an Iron Mountain standing.

Chen Zhenghong's swordsmanship is superb, he just broke through the defense of the Iron Mountain Sword, compared the other party in swordsmanship, and was about to concede, when he took care of the other party, the clinker was annoyed and angry, and broke out all the strength to counterattack.

In terms of swordsmanship, Chen Zhenghong was only a little higher than the other party, but the gap in cultivation was obvious, and the sudden counterattack of a sword, although Chen Zhenghong reacted quickly, he was still a line slower, and was struck by a sword, and was immediately hit hard.

Shang Chonglei did not stop, and took the opportunity to make up for a sword, and the injuries were increased, but fortunately, the master of the first sword tower arrived in time to block Shang Chonglei, so that Chen Zhenghong did not die on the spot.

But after returning to the Seven Swords Tower, Chen Zhenghong finally died of his injuries that could not be cured.

"Originally, Daddy didn't want to disturb your cultivation, until he couldn't hold it anymore, and before he died, he asked me to send a message to you and ask you to come back. Chen Qingyao couldn't cry, Chen Zong could only hug her gently and pat her back to comfort her.

Since the establishment of the Seven Sword Building, there has been a rule, no matter which floor owner dies, his descendants have the right of priority inheritance, and only if they give up or are not good enough, it will be the turn of others in the same Sword Building.

Chen Zhenghong died, and Chen Qingzong was the first heir of the Lord of the Seventh Sword Tower.

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"Daddy...... Father...... It's a big deal......" Zhao Qixing hurriedly pushed open the door and broke in, exclaiming as he exclaimed.

"Panic what. A slow and majestic voice sounded: "Chen Zhenghong has just died, what else can be a big deal." ”

Chen Qingzong...... Chen Qingzong is not dead...... He's back......" Zhao Qixing's tone was alarmed.

"What!" Zhao Zhongxing, who was full of beard, shook his hand, and the teacup in his hand turned into pieces: "Are you sure you read it right?"

"That's right, I went to find Chen Qingyao just now, and Chen Qingyao also admitted that it was Chen Qingzong, not to mention that I still recognize his appearance. Zhao Qixing swore an oath.

Zhao Zhongxing's eyes became dark, his big hand fell on the back of the chair, and his fingers tapped lightly.

"Dad, could it be that the person who killed the building took the money but didn't do anything?" Zhao Qixing couldn't help but speak again.

"No, Black Kill House won't do this kind of thing that damages its reputation. Zhao Zhongxing's eyes narrowed, and his essence burst out sharply: "In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, I will pay three times the price to invite three black killing building foundation building six-fold killers to intercept and kill, Chen Qingzong has just broken through to the foundation building six-fold realm, one-on-one may not be the enemy of the black killing building killer, let alone the three of them, there must be something wrong with this." ”

"Chen Qingzong is back alive now, he is the first heir of the Lord of the Seventh Sword Tower, with his talent, he is expected to be in charge of the Seventh Sword Tower, and the other six Lord of the Sword Tower will help him at that time, so I don't have any chance. Zhao Zhongxing kept thinking, and the light in his eyes was disillusioned: "Moreover, the Bai Hong Sword and Bai Hong Sword Technique left by Chen Zhenghong will also be inherited by him." ”

"No, Chen Qingzong must not be allowed to continue to live, and he will definitely be killed before he is assessed. Zhao Zhongxing said to himself: "Xing'er, remember to pretend that you don't know anything, everything is as usual, I'll go out." ”

"Dad, where are you going?" Zhao Qixing couldn't help but ask.

"The Black Kill House didn't complete the mission, it's their responsibility, and they have to be held accountable for it. Zhao Zhongxing said, and the burly figure strode out of the door.

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"This is what Daddy left for you. Chen Qingyao took out an off-white ring and handed it to Chen Zong, and the ring had feather-like fine lines on it.

This is the vow.

The acceptance ring is like the mustard seed bag or the void ring in the Canglan world, which contains space and can store things, but of course cannot store living things.

Dripping blood to recognize the Lord, Na Jie established contact with Chen Zong, and as soon as his mind moved, Chen Zong "saw" everything in Na Ring.

A cubic meter of space, this is a pinna ring, it is not very precious, but the value is not low, it is difficult for ordinary foundation building realm cultivators to obtain, and Chen Qingzong does not have it now.

There were several things in the cubic meter space, a long sword, two books, a letter, two small wooden boxes, and a small white jade box.

Several things were taken out by Chen Zong one by one.

The scabbard is gray and white, with a bird pattern on it, fluttering its wings, drawing the sword out of the sheath, there is a bright sword light flashing by, and the bright sword body has wisps of feather lines, which looks lighter.

With Chen Zong's eyesight, it can be seen that this is a carefully forged sword, which is the Baihong sword used by Chen Zhenghong, which Chen Zhenghong paid a lot of money to ask someone to cast, and it is a mortal-grade sword, both hardness and sharpness are above the Qingguang Sword.

The gap between sect cultivators and non-sect cultivators is very large, from weapons to exercises to martial arts, there is a significant gap, even mortal-grade weapons can be sold for a lot of money, let alone mortal-level high-grade.

Putting away the sword, Chen Zong looked at two more books, one was the White Mist Technique, and the other was Chen Zhenghong's famous swordsmanship Feihong Swordsmanship, which was a mortal-level high-grade swordsmanship.

Then, Chen Zong took out two more small wooden boxes, opened the first one, and the golden light was shining.

The first small wooden box was neatly laid with gold leaves, each gold leaf weighed one tael, a total of one hundred, exactly one hundred taels, Chen Qingyao on the side couldn't help but cover his mouth and gasp.

One hundred taels of gold, this is a very amazing wealth, Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, and he opened the second sip casually, and suddenly, a trace of pure aura fluctuated and escaped.

Inside this small wooden box were not real money, but three stones of the same size, cut to a square size, white, mixed with many gray markings, naturally formed.

Searching for memory, Chen Zong knew that this was Yuanshi.