Luoyang City, in the manor of the Zhang family.

"The Great Elder is dead......

"Shhhh

"Hey, the people who enter the land of immortal ruins, everyone can see it clearly. Whoever doesn't come out at that time will naturally die inside! How can this kind of thing be concealed?"

"How could the Great Elder die, he is such a powerful person......"

"Hey, in the land of immortal ruins, there are still few great cultivators who have fallen in so many years? Several of them have fallen at the peak of the Transformation Stage! The Great Elder is just ...... in the early stage of the Transformation Stage."

In the manor, the core clansmen of the Zhang family who came and went were all heavy-looking, coming and going in a hurry, and after meeting, they only nodded lightly and rarely spoke. In the corners of those buildings, the servants were cautiously discussing something, and the words "Great Elder" were always inseparable from their mouths.

In the meeting hall of the Zhang family, an old man in brocade with a clear face had a gloomy face and did not say a word. On the table in his hand, a life card has been broken into several pieces, but he can still vaguely see the two small characters of "Zhang Yang".

Inside the hall, more than a dozen high-ranking members of the Zhang family with different breaths stood there with their heads bowed, trembling and not saying a word. Obviously, no one dared to anger the old man in his rage.

"Third child, what you said is true?" After half a sound, the old man in brocade said slowly, his voice as if it came back from the Nine Secluded Underground Mansion, which made people shudder.

"Big brother, when is it, how can I talk nonsense about this kind of thing?" The blue-clothed monk standing next to him said again and again: "Second brother did listen to Zhu'er and found a place with earth fire, so he suddenly decided to go to the immortal ruins." But I think Zhu'er also has good intentions, this kind of thing happened, it was a complete accident, and it has nothing to do with Zhu'er......"

"Smack!"

The old man in brocade slapped the table heavily, and the table immediately turned into countless powders.

"This little bastard has caused such a big thing. If it weren't for what he said, how could the second brother fall?"

The old man in brocade is the current head of the Zhang family in Luoyang City, the peak monk of the Transformation Period. Dan Idiot Zhang Yang is his younger brother. As an alchemist on the same level as Lu Xiansheng, Zhang Yang's status and role in the family can be imagined. It can be said that Zhang Yang is the face of their Zhang family in Luoyang, and now that he has fallen, how can he not be angry?

Of course, he didn't know that Zhang Yang did not fall completely, but escaped from Yuanying by luck. However, even if they knew this, there was nothing they could do, the immortal ruins were not something they could enter if they wanted to, they could only enter when they opened them.

However, even if Zhang Yang's Yuan Ying found a suitable physical body and succeeded, he would only save a small life, and it would be extremely difficult to become a sixth-level alchemist! In that case, for the Zhang family, it would not be much different from a fall......

And just after Zhang Yang's "fall", Zhang Yang learned that the reason why Zhang Yang suddenly decided to go to the immortal ruins to explore the treasure was because a junior provided a map of the earth fire. And receiving the essence of earth fire is Zhang Yang's long-standing wish. Obviously, the reason why Zhang Yang, who rarely went to the immortal ruins, decided to take the risk was because of the temptation of this earth fire essence!

Now that Zhang Yang is dead, then the junior who provided the Earth Fire Map is naturally a heinous crime in his opinion!

"Bastard! Bastard! I don't talk about swaggering and deceiving in the name of my family all day long, and now I have caused the second child to fall! Even if he is the second child's own grandson, I must spare him!"

The more the brocade-clothed old man spoke, the more angry he became, and suddenly kicked out, only to hear a loud sound, and kicked a low-level monk in front of him to the ground: "You take someone to pick up the star tower now, go and catch that little bastard for me!"

......

Pick the star building, in the hall on the first floor.

The hall on the first floor of the Star Picking Building is extremely large, but it is divided into more than a dozen small halls of the same kind. There is a high platform in the center of each small hall, and on the high platform in many small halls, there are beautiful women with peerless appearance who are performing sword dances, which attracts the applause of the monks in the audience.

On the high platform in one of the small halls, a delicate girl in a light green shirt with two cute dimples on her smile was holding a flying sword that shone with cold light, dancing like flowing water. In a position in the corner of the small hall, a young man with a melancholy expression sat there, his two eyes staring at the girl in Tsing Yi for a moment, and a trace of intoxication often flashed in his eyes.

The emblem of the three lions on the clothes on the young man's chest showed his identity as a descendant of the Zhang family, the head of the four major families in Luoyang City.

The girl dancing the sword looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slightly upturned nose, slightly deep eye sockets, much fairer skin than ordinary Chinese women, and a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water, but with a little shyness.

Looking closely, although this girl's sword dance is somewhat similar to that Gongsun Auntie, it lacks a lot of charm. Obviously, this sword dance has just been learned. The only silver star on her sleeve also reveals her identity, which is a one-star dancer in the Star Picking Tower.

And in this small hall, there is only a lonely spectator of the melancholy youth.

The girl danced by herself, as if her body and mind were completely immersed in her own dance, but her eyes always seemed to glance inadvertently at the melancholy young man in the audience. Whenever she was caught by a young man, the girl would smile shyly, revealing two good-looking dimples.

Looking at the blush that flew up from time to time on the girl's face on the stage, a trace of comfort flashed in the eyes of the melancholy young man, and he sank deeper into the sofa.

"Although it is difficult for my skills to improve an inch, but with such a confidante, what more can I ask for......" The young man slowly took a sip of the valuable spirit wine in the cup, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Life is really unpredictable! If it weren't for the accident I suffered in the immortal ruins ten years ago, I would still be an elite child of the Zhang family now. But if that's the case, how could I go to the first floor of the Star Picking Tower to watch the sword dance?"

"If I don't come to the first floor to watch the dance, how can I meet Miss Yuyan?"

"What if you can't make progress, what if you can't build a foundation? Although there is a lot less longevity, but with Sister Yuyan, what more can you ask for?" The melancholy young man remembered the shy little girl when he first met that day, and couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, put his slender palm to his mouth and pressed it, and then waved it towards the girl on the stage.

When the girl saw that her sweetheart was playing tricks on herself like this again, her fair little face instantly turned into two ripe apples, and her dance steps were scattered for a while.

"Iron pillar, iron pillar!" the melancholy young man was smug when suddenly, an anxious voice came in. Then, a tall young man in the same costume hurriedly walked in, his face full of anxiety.

"What's the matter, Fifth Brother?" the melancholy young man said lazily: "Come on, come on, since you're here, how about watching Miss Mei's sword dance together?"

"You still have the heart to watch the sword dance!" the young man called the fifth brother said with a wry smile: "Something is wrong!

"Oh?" The melancholy young man's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly took a sip of spiritual wine, and said lightly: "How could the head of the family remember that I, a wasted person, came today! Since you came with the eighth child, why didn't he come in?"

"How could the eighth come to such a place. The fifth brother subconsciously looked at the only silver star on the girl's cuff in the stand, and said with a wry smile: "The Seven Treasures of the Star Picking Building, the descendants of our Zhang family are at least on the second floor, and only you will come to this floor to hang around." Watching a sword dance of this level doesn't help anything for cultivation. Only you, a deluded fellow, would come here to waste spirit stones. Besides, even in terms of appearance, this girl surnamed Mei can hardly be said to be the best choice......"

"Fifth brother, I can't make any more progress, and you don't know. When the melancholy young man saw the fifth brother mention his sweetheart, his face immediately showed a trace of hesitation: "Miss Mei's appearance, please don't talk about it casually! I don't care about what the head of the family has, since it's the eighth brother here, you let him come in and tell me!"

"Iron Pillar ......"

"Go, Fifth Brother, you don't know my temper. If there is anything for the eighth child to say, if he wants to, you can let him go back to his life. I'm a waste of Zhang Tiezhu, what is there to be afraid of!" The melancholy young man took another sip of spiritual wine, put down the wine glass and said lightly.

"Hey!" the fifth brother sighed helplessly, knowing that this kid had been notoriously stubborn since he encountered that catastrophe, so he had to flash and walk out.

A moment later, a handsome young man dressed in rich clothes walked in with an impatient face on his face.

"Iron Pillar, what are you messing around. You don't listen to the orders of the head of the house?"

"Huh. Eighth, don't rush to buckle me with a big hat. If you want to reprimand me, wait until you become the head of the family!" The melancholy young man took a sip of wine from his glass, put down the glass and said comfortably: "Ah! 100 spirit stones and a pot of immortal drunk, eighth, do you want to taste it?"

"Zhang Tiezhu, look at yourself, look at what you have become now! Our Zhang family's face has been completely lost to you!" The handsome young man suddenly became angry and gritted his teeth.

"The Zhang family?hehe, since the last time the immortal ruins were opened, am I still a member of the Zhang family?" The melancholy young man Zhang Tiezhu sneered again and again: "Old eight, you are very good! Now you dare to speak loudly to me, if it was ten years ago, you would have said it loudly in front of me?"

"You are not a member of the Zhang family? If you are not from the Zhang family, how can this little hoof surnamed Mei take a fancy to you? If you are not from the Zhang family, why do you borrow money everywhere in the name of the Zhang family all day long?" The handsome young man said disdainfully: "This time, that time, what did you say ten years ago? Anyway, you are a complete waste now!"

The girl dancing the sword on the high platform couldn't help but tremble in her heart when she saw the handsome young man's words insulting her, and her steps became even more scattered.

"Old eight, do you have the courage to say it again?" Zhang Tiezhu was furious: "If you dare to insult Miss Mei again, I will fight with you endlessly!"

"Okay, you two, you will quarrel when you meet!" The fifth brother also followed, and said helplessly: "Eighth brother, have you forgotten what the master of the family asked you to come for?"

The handsome young man forcibly suppressed his anger, drew an enchantment with both hands, wrapped the three of them inside, and then spoke: "I won't talk nonsense with you! The Great Elder has fallen in the immortal ruins, and the head of the family has ordered me to call you back for questioning!"

"Great Elder, my grandfather is dead?" Zhang Tiezhu's melancholy face finally showed a look of shock.

"Hmph, hurry up, the master of the house is waiting for you!"

Zhang Tiezhu slowly stood up, and his face became solemn and abnormal. Although he has no feelings for this grandfather, he is a support in the family after all.

Although the little beauty on the stage was still dancing the sword, there was a hint of inquiry on her face. Zhang Tiezhu smiled at her with relief, and finally followed the handsome young man and left the Star Picking Building without saying a word......