The area of the main peak of the Immortal Sect is not small, and the large and small buildings on it are lined up one after another.

In the center of the main peak, there is a very large building - the Immortal Sect Hall, the main hall is majestic and upright, and it is very spectacular.

With the main hall as the middle boundary, one side is the residential area, and the buildings are scattered, elegant and beautiful.

On the other side is the commercial district, with neat streets and bustling streets.

At this time, in front of the Immortal Sect Hall, there was a group of people guarding here.

Opposite them, another group of people was confronting them, and they were in a posture of attacking at any moment.

At this time, one person walked out of the attacking team, this person looked like a middle-aged scribe, and he showed an elegant posture between gestures.

"Yanwu, hurry up and let Gongzi go, you group of traitors who are very rebellious have taken advantage of the death of the immortal lord to hold Gongzi hostage, what do you want?" The middle-aged scribe shouted indignantly.

"Joke, who doesn't know, in this huge immortal sect, your Zhen clan is not a star and a half stronger than my Yan clan, you and I are as powerful as fire and water, the original immortal lord is alive, and he can still deter your Zhen clan, don't dare to do anything to my Yan clan, now that the immortal master is gone, the Zhen clan can still tolerate us?" One of the defenders responds.

This man has a black face, a beard, and a fierce look in his eyes, thinking that he is the Yanwu in the mouth of a middle-aged scribe.

"Yanwu, is it really for this that your Yan clan is holding Gongzi hostage? I think you and I probably know the specific reason. Before the immortal lord died, he had already secretly confessed to me, and you Yan clan had long colluded with hostile forces, intending to cooperate with the outside to eradicate my immortal sect, are you all blind when we are? The middle-aged scribe rebuked loudly.

"Zhenqing, you talk so much nonsense. I know how, I don't know what, my Yan clan must find a way to live for myself, if I don't do it now, do you have to wait for your Zhen clan to destroy our entire clan? If you want to fight, you will fight, so why bother talking. Yanwu responded sarcastically.

"If you are stubborn, then don't blame us for being ruthless."

The elegance faded in an instant, and the middle-aged scribe called Zhenqing looked at each other coldly, and the temperature around him seemed to drop suddenly, and everyone felt a chill.

In the end, the talks collapsed, and the two sides went straight to work.

The sound of weapons colliding came and went, and the battle between Yanwu and Zhenqing seemed more advanced, fighting with their bare hands, but the fight was radiant, and from time to time the sound of cracking the sky came from the two battle groups.

The battle started quickly, and it didn't end slowly.

Yan Wu and his gang, the overall strength is a lot weaker, they are not the opponent of the Zhen clan at all, after leaving the corpses of many Yan clan members, the Yan clan was defeated.

The Zhen clan, who won the victory, naturally paid a lot of price, although there were not as many people who died as the Yan clan, but it also hurt the vitality.

Zhenqing led people into the main hall, and then walked straight into the depths of the main hall, until they saw a huge stone door, and they stopped.

"Childe, those people in Yanwu have been defeated and fled by us, you can come out now." Zhenqing shouted at Shimen.

There was silence, the stone door did not open, and there was no response from inside the stone gate.

"The danger has been lifted, and Childe can come out." Zhenqing shouted loudly again.

At the end of the shouting, Shimen still did not move, and there was no answer to the so-called son in Zhenqing's mouth.

"Go, let the people in the clan who are good at scheming come, and prepare to break through the stone gate."

Zhenqing was a little angry and gave orders to the clansmen behind him.

After a short time, the fat and the thin walked to the stone gate, and after saluting Zhenqing, they began to study the mechanism of the stone gate.

Knock and knock, fumble and fumble, look here and there, and then stand there and think.

This went back and forth several times, and several hours passed.

Seeing that Master Jikuo hadn't been able to open the stone door for so long, Zhenqing was a little anxious.

It's not that he didn't think about forcibly breaking the door, but he knew in his heart that inside this stone gate was the place where the Immortal Sect Master practiced on weekdays.

Among them, there is not only the mark of the sect master, but also the formation guard laid by the sect masters of the past dynasties.

With his strength, there is no certainty that he will not be attacked after breaking the goal, and if he is unlucky, he may die.

Therefore, Zhenqing can only wait patiently.

After a few more hours, the two masters were still at a loss.

In the end, they had to shake their heads at Zhenqing, expressing the reality that they could not do anything about this door.

Zhenqing waved his hand and motioned for the two to step back.

He stared at the stone door for a moment, and then he made a decision, he was going to force the door.

In this current situation, if you can't control the prince of the Immortal Sect a moment earlier, then the efforts made by the Zhen clan in front of you will be in vain.

With this in mind, Zhenqing began to condense the spiritual power in his body and prepared to forcibly break the door.

Just when Zhenqing was about to fill up his spiritual power, suddenly, there was a roar of the stone gate opening in front of him, and everyone present couldn't help but stare at the stone gate nervously to observe.

As the stone door opened, a head poked out from inside the stone gate, and he was also observing the people outside the door.

When the stone door opened a little bigger, everyone outside the door could fully see the person standing inside the door, who else could there be if this was not the son of the Immortal Sect?

When he saw a group of people with long hair and long robes standing outside the door, and the "Immortal Sect Prince" inside the door, his eyes were full of surprise and incomprehension.

After a moment, Childe's eyes were blank again.

And in the process, this son never said a word.

Although everyone outside the door saw that the child's eyes were not normal, they all thought that this son, who usually thinks highly of himself but is timid and afraid of things, is probably scared stupid by the previous force hijacking, and it is normal for him to be in a trance at this time.

"Childe forgives sins, Zhenqing is late, and Childe suffers."

Zhenqing's expression was sincere, and he knelt down on one knee and confessed to his son.

"Childe forgives sins." The others also knelt down and shouted loudly.

In the face of so many people kneeling, Childe was a little panicked at first, but he quickly returned to the trance he had when he opened the door before.

Zhenqing raised his head slightly and glanced at his son.

When he found that he was still in that trance, Zhenqing couldn't help but despise him.

Zhenqing got up and straightened up.

When the others saw that Zhenqing had already gotten up, they naturally followed suit.

After observing Gongzi again, Zhenqing spoke again: "Gongzi is also tired in the past two days, it is better to go back and rest earlier, and after recovery, it is not too late to discuss the succession of the suzerain with the peak masters." ”

Nodding, Childe seemed to have regained a trace of his innocence slightly, but although he responded, he did not open his mouth to speak.

Zhenqing led the way, and Childe followed.

When Gongzi was a little farther away from the stone gate, the stone gate closed automatically when no one controlled it.

Everyone is now overcast, and the opening and closing of the stone gate should be through identification.

And the son who followed Zhenqing forward, sighed silently in his heart: What is this special place, not only is everyone strange, but even this stone door is also intelligent, and I don't know if it is fingerprint recognition or face recognition, or something else.

Zhenqing took his son and walked into a garden of considerable scale.

It wasn't until an old man came out that Zhenqing explained a few words to him, and after that, Zhenqing turned around and left.

Gongzi was standing there in a daze, but the old man sighed: People's hearts are fickle, when the old sect master was alive, who of these people dared to act like this. Now that the old sect master has just passed away, these people dare to treat the son like this, even Zhenqing, who has always been elegant and dusty, is so snub to the son.

Childe still stood stunned, but he was thinking about what the old man said in his heart.

He didn't know what was going on, and what the middle-aged scribe named Zhenqing had done to snub himself made the old man in front of him sigh.

Seeing that his son-in-law was not only speechless, but also looked frightened, the old man couldn't help but sigh again.

As for why this sigh is made and what kind of emotions are expressed, Childe is naturally not white.

After entering the room, the old man went out and instructed several maidservants to prepare hot water and bathe and change clothes for the son.

After everyone had gone out, Childe stuffed a few pages of paper full of words under his pillow.

Then he sat down at the table.

If there were other people present now, they would only see Childe sitting unusually calmly, where did he come from.

At this moment, the person known as Gongzi has mixed feelings in his heart, and I am afraid that only he can understand it.

Once you come, you will be safe, the hot water is ready, and the son is ready to enter the bathroom to bathe.

As soon as he stepped into the bathroom, he saw that the two maidservants behind him were about to come in with him, and Childe couldn't help but feel excited.

I thought to myself, where is there a man taking a bath, and there are two women staring at him, it's awkward to think about it.

Turned around and blocked the door, blocking the maid out of the bathroom door, Gongzi glanced at them blankly, and closed the door with a bang.

The two maidservants were outside, and only each other was left to look at each other.

Seeing that the son meant, he didn't want them to go in to serve, so they stayed at the door of the bathroom directly.

Two maidservants, one on the left and one on the right, stood there like two door gods.

"Childe is a little strange today, he bathes on weekdays, and he is served by a few of us, why did he drive us out today." The maidservant said very suspiciously.

"It's really a little strange, but I heard that Gongzi was held hostage by the Yan clan in the past two days, so I guess he was stimulated to make such an abnormal move." Servant B replied.

"As it should be." Handmaid A added.

At this moment, the son was soaking in the bathtub with a lot of thoughts, listening to the content of the two maids whispering outside, but he was very puzzled.

When he got out of that stone gate, he was called Childe by everyone, so who is this so-called Childe.

What happened before I appeared in front of everyone?

The old man was like a slave, what was he sighing about?

Although hot water can relieve the fatigue of the body, it does not have any effect on the doubts and tensions in the heart.