Chapter 373 Du's Help

Just as the onlookers speculated, Xia Houtian and others had already left with the old man, leaving only the young man who was puzzled. He still looked at the direction of the people's disappearance with an unbelief and was stunned.

"Brother, just forget it?" Chen Lun looked like he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. He seemed to be puzzled by Xia Houtian's behavior.

Xia Houtian shook his head and whispered, "Fifth brother, Middle-earth is not an overseas archipelago. Think twice about everything before doing it. Since the master has come forward to clarify, if you are more aggressive, you will take over the hatred. You are new here, don't be so publicized."

"Oh, I see, big brother!"

In the Middle-earth fairyland fairyland, everything pays attention to the rules. Anyone who violates the rules will be hostile to all immortals. In addition, when he heard that the Qingyun School has changed, Xia Houtian chose to calm the situation.

All the way, the old man actually took everyone to the edge of the city. Some dim light seemed to be not enough to illuminate the whole area.

Just as Xia Houtian and others were talking in a low voice, as the current manager of Duhuangfang City, Du Qiang, the patriarch of the Du family, was also whispering something.

"Father, this man's cultivation is extraordinary, and his momentum has leaked out just now. Even I can't stand it. It seems that the person who came is not good!"

"Qiang'er, that's not necessarily the case. If you are thinking about something, it is impossible to calm down the situation so simply. I secretly observe that this son is extremely ** about the Qingyun School. When you mention the change of the Qingyun School, the breath accelerates, which shows that he is very nervous."

"Oh? Isn't it a move to cover up?"

"Ha ha, Qiang'er, since you succeeded to the patriarch, although my heart has been much calmer, I have thought too much."

"Yes, the father's lesson is that the child has been taught!"

"Oh, Qiang'er, don't blame your father. As a descendant of the Du family, you must have the courage to bear it. Do you understand?"

"The child understands that it's my father. It seems that this retreat has been refined again, right?"

"Hehe..."

In the northwest corner of Duhuangfang City, there are neat pavilions and pavilions, which are the gregarious place of the Du family. Compared with the city, it looks much quieter and fewer and fewer people.

"Taoist friends, please, this is the old residence, shabby and simple, please forgive me!"

"Where, immortals should have been thin with external things. Although the residence is simple, the truth is obvious in the ordinary!"

Looking at the houses built of thatched grass in front of him, Xia Houtian felt a little special, as if a breeze could blow to the house, but it couldn't help but brighten his eyes.

Seeing the old man push the door and enter, the ordinary behavior seems to be natural, integrated with the cottage. Whether it is breath or something, it seems to be flawless and impeccable!

"Return to the original!" In an instant, this idea flashed in Xia Houtian's mind, and his heart was awed.

"Senior, dare to ask your name!"

"Ha ha, I'm not as old as idle clouds and wild cranes. I can't afford to be such a compliment from Taoist friends. As for the name, it has rarely been mentioned in recent years. If Taoist friends don't give up, just call me old."

"It's all old. I don't know who built this hut?"

All of a sudden, everyone was puzzled about Xia Houtian and didn't understand why he only asked about the simple hut in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the old man's heart suddenly lit up, and the light in his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to see something.

"Taoist friend, please come in!"

"Thank you, senior."

Stepping into the hut, Xia Houtian's first feeling was that he had a strong aura, and then a fresh breath. Between breathing, it seemed that the whole person had been reborn.

At this moment, as people walk into the hut, they also have different feelings, but no one thinks that the hut is really a hut.

"Taoist friend, please sit down!"

With the old man's voice, the empty hut suddenly appeared tables and chairs, silent, and no one felt any fluctuation.

Everything is new to everyone, and they are sighing that the Middle Earth is really prosperous, and such a far eastern place is also full of people.

After everyone sat down, the old man waved casually, and a pot of steaming fragrant tea appeared out of thin air, and the aroma overflowed.

"This tea is made by the old man himself, but it is also a little useful. You might as well taste one or two."

After saying that, the old man poured a cup by himself, slowly picked it up, shook it several times, and then put it on his mouth, raised his head, and drank it all!

The old man's move was casual, which dispelled everyone's doubts, and they also picked up tea cups and tasted the tea carefully.

"Good tea, the tea is fragrant, fresh and leisurely, as if it is natural, and finally forget me!" After tasting it, he couldn't help sighing, and the previous unpleasantness seemed to be forgotten.

After three rounds of tea, Xia Houtian turned his eyes to the old man and said in a low voice, "All old, the younger generation has something unknown. I don't know if I can teach him?"

"Oh? Is it a matter of the Qingyun faction?

Xia Houtian was not surprised that he could always guess what he was thinking, because he had clearly hinted his concern about this matter in the city.

"That's right, please be clear!"

"This is not in a hurry, but a Taoist friend, which makes me very confused. The face of a Taoist friend seems to be only three or eight. Why is there such an entry?"

"This..."

Xia Houtian is very clear that it is difficult to hide his situation in front of his superiors in the Yuanying period. He also feels that his entry is too fast, but it can only be attributed to coincidence, and all of them are difficult to understand.

"Since Taoist friends are in a dilemma, don't mention it. As for the Qingyun faction, Qiang'er, you know the most well, you can talk about it!"

"Yes, father." They all replied respectfully.

"In recent years, the cultivation of immortals has been a constant dispute, and the factions have fought frequently, but there are mutual wins and defeats. However, half a year ago, I don't know where it came out that the Qingyun School got a secret record of Tianfu from the ancient ruins. Therefore, the cultivation of immortals was shocked and asked the Qingyun faction to make it public. When many immortals gathered in Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun School Qing Yunzi, who is in charge of teaching, said that the secret record of Tianfu was stolen, pointing the finger at the Baihua Palace and the Imless Sect, which was originally good. It can be said that they hold their own words!"

"What's next?"

The two sides have been holding each other, and each of them has also invited allies to help. Only then did the Qingyun faction issue an order to make the disciples return to the mountain gate and guard them together.

"What about now? How is the Qingyun School now?

"Now, it is said that Baihua Palace and Wudu Sect have gathered a large number of immortals and are besieging Qingyun Mountain. It seems that the situation of Qingyun School is not good!"

With a "touch", the teacup in Xia Houtian's hand broke. As soon as he heard that the mountain gate was attacked and was in danger, he no longer had any thoughts, and his mind was full of anger.

Xia Houtian's behavior makes everyone understand that maybe the person in front of him really has a great relationship with the Qingyun School, otherwise he would not be so angry. The worries in his heart can't be faked!

"Don't be angry with Taoist friends. The Qingyun School has been persevering to cultivate the immortal world for thousands of years and has a deep foundation. Even if it is besieged, I'm afraid it will not be broken so easily."

"That's right, what the senior said, God, can you calm down first?" Looking at the angry appearance of his beloved, as if he was going to eat people, Zixin panicked, but he could only comfort him.

Maybe the old man's words worked, or maybe Zixin's trembling voice woke Xia Houtian. In a word, Xia Houtian slowly came to his senses, and the fragments of the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and said slowly, "Well, Zimei, it makes you worry!"

"Haha, since the virtuous brother Shanmen has lost, what are you hesitating about? I don't believe it. With the strength of us and others, can't we still be blocked?"

"Yes, big brother, although the little sister's cultivation is a little weaker, she is also willing to contribute to the return of the eldest brother to the mountain gate!"

"Brother, count me in!"

The warm scene made Duqiang envious of him. Since he succeeded to the patriarch, he has never experienced this kind of brotherhood. Even if the blood is connected, there is only awe in his brother's eyes.

"In this case, seniors and juniors will leave. We must rush back to the Qingyun School as soon as possible to defend the mountain gate!" Xia Houtian suddenly stood up and said to the old man.

"I can understand the mood of Taoist friends. In this way, I will follow my Taoist friends. How about that?"

In the old man's words, not only did Xia Houtian not expect it, but also Du Qiang's face was full of surprise. You know, his father had lived in seclusion for many years and rarely asked about the immortal world. This time, he was willing to go out of the mountain for Xia Houtian, which was shocked.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

The old man waved his hand, interrupted his son's words, and said toughly, "Cqianger, I've made up my mind. Don't persuade him anymore!"

"Oh, yes, father!"

"You are all old, why?"

"Ha ha, Taoist friends want to ask, why do I help you? After all, there is no absolute interest between immortals, and they rarely help each other, huh?"

"Ha ha..." What he thought in his heart was seen through, and Xia Houtian only smiled.

"I know. If I don't give a reason, I'm afraid it's difficult for Taoist friends to believe that I only care. Am I right?"

"That's right. Who knows what kind of heart you have?" Lan Xin stuck out his tongue and said first.

"Little sister, don't be presumptuous. Please don't blame me. My girl is straightforward, not..."

"Ha ha, it's not too much for your sister to say so. In fact, it's very simple. I want to make a friend, but I don't know if you are willing?"

In the eyes of the old man, there was no trace, and there was a trace of expectation. His sincerity was overflowing with words. Although Xia Houtian had doubts, he believed in his feelings, nodded affirmatively and said, "Well, since the senior is like this, the younger generation will climb high!"

"Haha, what a high climb, this group of Taoist friends, compared with my whole Du family, I'm afraid it's not much, hahaha!"

In the laughter all over the sky, Xia Houtian made a forgetful friendship. Maybe he doesn't know what it means now, but it was not until later that he knew what Du Lao was thinking at that time.

With the help of the Du clan, Xia Houtian was not happy at all. Because the people who dared to besiege Qingyun Mountain must be powerful, and he must consider as many factors as possible.

Fighting and killing are eternal topics between immortals. The competition between the two forces often determines the strength of the core combat power, that is, the number of venerable people above the Dan period.