nucmednet Chapter 191 Blocked
Chapter 191 Blocked
"Let's go, let's go find our father and mother and tell them."
Zhang Chentian stood up, his eyes full of determination. He looked at Xia Aoxue, as if waiting for her response.
Xia Aoxue nodded slightly and said softly, "Father went into seclusion in a secret room two months ago, and all the affairs of the country were handed over to my eldest brother to manage.
My mother also went to Cangling Mountain at that time, saying she was going to discuss our marriage."
As she spoke, her voice gradually became smaller and smaller, as if she was a shy girl who was afraid of being heard.
If Zhang Chentian was not a cultivator, it would be difficult for him to hear what she said.
"Ah? Is Mother so quick? Should we say hello to Brother Ran?"
A hint of surprise appeared on Zhang Chentian's face. He didn't expect Su Kexin to act so quickly.
He felt a little confused about this question, but at the same time he was full of expectations for the future.
As for why they called the prince "Brother Ran", this was the result of their joint decision, and each of them addressed the other in their own way.
In this way, we can avoid the constraints brought by identity and better establish friendship with each other.
"No need, let's just go and let Qing'er tell Big Brother."
Xia Aoxue shook her head, indicating that there was no need to greet the prince.
She believed that Qing'er would handle everything properly, and the most important thing now was to leave the palace and go to Cangling Mountain.
So, Xia Aoxue called Qing'er and whispered some important things to her.
Qing'er nodded obediently and agreed, and promised to convey the news to the prince.
Afterwards, Zhang Chentian and Xia Aoxue left the palace together and embarked on a journey to Cangling Mountain.
They flew side by side, their figures gradually moving farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the sky.
Cangling Mountain towers into the clouds, and clouds and mist linger between the peaks like a veil.
The ancient trees on the mountain stand tall and their branches are intertwined, forming a mysterious green sky.
The gurgling sound of mountain streams and the splashing water are like a lively piece of music. The waterfall cascades down the cliff like the Milky Way falling from the sky, and the mist is filled with a dreamlike feeling.
At this time, there was a burst of noise coming from Cangling Mountain. It turned out that the members of the Zhang family were busy with their own affairs.
In the spacious training ground, a group of young men were practicing hard.
They were dressed in black suits with the Zhang family crest embroidered on their clothes, looking heroic.
These young men all have resolute faces, and their eyes are filled with determination and perseverance.
Among this group of students, an older mentor is moving among them.
He had a goatee, bright eyes, and was wearing a green robe, looking energetic.
The instructor stopped from time to time, carefully observing the movements of each student, patiently guiding and correcting their mistakes.
His eyes were full of severity and expectation, and he hoped that these young people could become successful as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, in the alchemy room, heat waves were surging as several experienced disciples were concentrating on controlling the alchemy furnace.
They were dressed in white alchemy suits and had square scarves on their heads. Their foreheads were covered with sweat, but they did not bother to wipe it off. Instead, they devoted themselves to the work of refining pills.
These young people all know that only through continuous efforts can they improve their strength.
The Zhang family has always taken it as their responsibility to cultivate outstanding talents, hoping that these young people can become the future pillars of the family.
In the spiritual fields, people work hard. They bend over, wearing coarse linen clothes, and take care of the precious spiritual medicine with skillful and gentle movements.
The children were also helping. Although they were not strong enough, they were full of enthusiasm. They were wearing simple short jackets and shorts, and their little faces were sunburned.
……
The entire Cangling Mountain is filled with a tense and energetic atmosphere, and all members of the Zhang family are working hard for the prosperity of the family.
At this time, a man and a woman slowly walked to the front door of the Zhang family. The man was handsome and elegant, and the woman was beautiful and gentle.
"Stop! Who are you? Why are you appearing in our Zhang family's territory?" Two guards at the door stopped them.
"Don't you know me?" Zhang Chentian looked at the two young guards, about fourteen or fifteen years old, in confusion.
"Why should we know you? I'm warning you, you'd better not move, otherwise no one can save you!"
One of the guards said this solemnly. Although he couldn't see the cultivation level of Zhang Chentian and the other two, he could sense that their strength far exceeded his own.
At the same time, another guard quickly ran back to the tribe to inform other members of the tribe.
Zhang Chentian saw this and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face. He realized that after awakening his divine body, his appearance and temperament had changed a bit, so it was no wonder they didn't recognize him.
In addition, he has not spent a long time in Cangling Mountain in recent years, so it is normal that some young people cannot recognize him at first glance even if there is a portrait.
Zhang Chentian then looked at the guard and said with a smile, "I am Zhang Chentian, the seventh of my generation.
How about it, do you recognize me now? " After saying this, Zhang Chentian looked at the boy in front of him with anticipation.
"Are you the seventh brother my father often mentioned? But you look a little different from the portrait..."
After feeling the aura emanating from Zhang Chentian, the young man discovered that he had no ill intentions, so he put down the weapon in his hand and asked with some doubt.
Hearing this, Zhang Chentian was about to speak when he suddenly heard a hearty laugh:
"Chentian! It's really you! Hahaha! I didn't even recognize you just now!"
Zhang Chentian turned his head and saw a tall, rough-looking middle-aged man walking towards him.
His face was filled with a warm smile, and his eyes revealed his familiarity and kindness towards Zhang Chentian.
"Uncle Jiu, you are on duty today!" Zhang Chentian looked at the middle-aged man and greeted him with a smile.
The middle-aged man was Zhang Chentian’s ninth uncle, Zhang Yijing.
Hearing Zhang Chentian's words, Zhang Yijing walked over quickly, looked Zhang Chentian up and down, then patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"I haven't seen you for a few years. You've changed a lot!"
Zhang Chentian chuckled, scratched his head and said, "Uncle Jiu, you too, look more and more energetic."
"That's true, but I didn't expect these two brats to block you at your doorstep."
Zhang Yijing joked.
"Dad, it's clearly your portrait's fault, why are you blaming me?"
Zhang Chenyang retorted with a look of grievance, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"That's right! Uncle Jiu, the portrait you gave of Seventh Brother doesn't look even close to handsome in person. How can you blame us for that?"
The young man who had gone to call for help earlier also echoed this, with a look of resentment on his face.
"Reverse! Reverse!"
"Chen Yang! Chen Xu! You two little bastards, do you want to practice with me again? Huh?"
Hearing their words, Zhang Yijing's eyes widened immediately, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and shouted loudly.