Zhou Cheng can be sure that the Yu Xuanji in front of him is not Qiao Yuwei, and Qiao Yuwei is not her reincarnation. In fact, whether it is Qiao Yuwei or Yu Xuanji, they are just a wisp of residual soul.

Their existence is like Zhou Chu. As for who their original soul is? Zhou Cheng already had a rough guess in his heart.

Although Yu Xuanji is not Qiao Yuwei, after all, they are the same, and Zhou Cheng naturally favors her, so his eyes were a little different when he looked at Yu Xuanji.

Yu Xuanji naturally couldn't understand all this, but he felt Zhou Cheng's eyes change, and he lowered his head embarrassedly, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

For a moment, Yu Xuanji felt a little strange. She had seen too many men, and even many men's eyes were even more naked, but it was not enough to make her so shy. The person in front of her looked calm, which made her lose her composure. Yu Xuanji didn't understand why this was? But she also vaguely felt that the strange person in front of her made her feel particularly close.

"The reason why I came to Xianyiguan is because Yu Youwei's name is too similar to an old friend." Zhou Cheng's face showed a faint smile again, and he directly told Yu Xuanji what he wanted.

"I don't know the name of my friend?" Yu Xuanji did not doubt Zhou Cheng's words, and also asked curiously. When Zhou Cheng called himself a poor man, Yu Xuanji also called him a fellow Taoist.

"Qiao Yuwei"

"Yuwei, Youwei, it really looks very similar to my subdistrict name. Does that look similar to my fellow Taoists?" Yu Xuanji asked with a chuckling, and returned to his peerless appearance and looked as if he was overwhelming in the world.

"Unlike, you two have their own merits." Zhou Cheng's answer was very clever. At this moment, the two of them had a little like those who came to Xianyiguan for their reputation.

Yu Xuanji turned around and walked inward, slowly sat on the side of a round table, and signaled Zhou Cheng to sit opposite her.

Zhou Cheng naturally followed the curtain and sat casually opposite Yu Xuanji.

At this time, Yu Xuanji asked again: "I don't know what the relationship between my old friend and my fellow Taoist?"

"That's my sister-in-law, but unfortunately I'm gone!" Zhou Cheng answered truthfully, his tone was dull and did not contain too much emotion.

"Sorry! So can fellow Taoist tell me why I can write words exactly the same as Xuanji?" Yu Xuanji nodded apologetically to Zhou Cheng, and then asked seriously.

Zhou Cheng smiled at Yu Xuanji and said to him with a slight smile, and then said to Yu Xuanji with great meaning: "The font I copied is from my sister-in-law Qiao Yuwei."

"How is this possible?" Yu Xuanji said in disbelief. She didn't believe that there would be two people in this world with exactly the same font, and even their names were so similar.

Seeing Yu Xuanji's reaction, Zhou Cheng didn't care, but slowly stood up and said, "I think that although the fellow Taoist is a female crown, he has not truly practiced Taoism, and he has not even reached the level of entering Taoism. It is normal for you to understand many things. When the opportunity comes, everything will be clear."

Zhou Cheng did not mean to continue talking with Yu Xuanji. Even after saying this, he continued without waiting for Yu Xuanji to speak: "At this moment, there are still people waiting for me outside the view, so let's leave today!"

Just when he saw Yu Xuanji, Zhou Cheng said goodbye after a few simple words, and he seemed to be leaving a little hurry. However, Yu Xuanji was also distracted at this moment. Zhou Cheng's appearance brought her too much confusion, and in the end she didn't even notice how Zhou Cheng left.

However, after Zhou Cheng left, Xian Yiguan once closed his door to thank the guests, and those famous scholars and talents who came to see him did not even have the opportunity to show their poems and prose.

Xian Yi watched the figure of Wu Zhou Cheng appear without warning and happened to appear beside Li Qinglian.

"Master, you are so scary when you appear silently." Li Qinglian was free and easy in character. Seeing Zhou Cheng appear again, she even joked.

Zhou Cheng glanced at Li Qinglian and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Qinglian was still waiting for me. Now that the trip to Chang'an has been completed, it is time for me to leave here. How many more drinks will Mr. Qinglian have with me before leaving?"

"Okay, naturally I can't ask for anything. Anyway, I'm leaving Chang'an, maybe this is the last drink I drank in Chang'an." Li Qinglian also agreed generously, but he did not ask what happened to Zhou Cheng in Xianyi Temple.

This time, Zhou Cheng and Li Qinglian did not go to Zuixianlou, so they naturally no longer drank Zuixianbao, but the most common poor wine in an ordinary wine shop in a small town outside Chang'an City.

Although it was an ordinary bad wine, it did not affect Li Qinglian's interest. He and Zhou Cheng went back and forth, and after a few pots of wine, they seemed to be closer. Gradually, Li Qinglian was also a little drunk, and later began to tell Zhou Cheng about himself.

Zhou Cheng listened to Li Qinglian's story, but he was more like an listener. From Li Qinglian's story, he probably knew why Li Qinglian left Chang'an.

"In this way, the reason why Mr. Qinglian left Chang'an was not because he was really afraid of Gao Lishi? But because he wanted to practice Taoism?" Zhou Cheng was not very concerned about Li Qinglian's experience at first, but with his understanding of Li Qinglian, he became a little curious now.

Li Qinglian held the wine jar and drank loudly. At this moment, his image felt a bit like a rich man in the world, but he did not have the style of a famous scholar who was the best in poetry and literature.

"Now the Tang Dynasty seems to be peaceful, but in fact it is full of dangers. The four continents are reunited, and the world of prehistoric world is undercurrent. I once told His Majesty the Holy Emperor that the Tang Dynasty should be alliance with the Middle Earth Taoist Sect before it can fight against the Xiniu Hezhou Buddhism and the Nanzhan Continent demon clan. However, after all, I am a little bit light, and the prehistoric reunion is resentful and guard against each other. I cannot change the decision of the Holy Emperor, so I can only change myself. Only by practicing Taoism can I protect this country by gaining strong power." Although Li Qinglian had the intention of drinking to relieve sorrow, there was no resentment in her words, and these words only meant to be passionate.

"Oh? Joining with the Middle Earth Taoist Sect? Why did Mr. Qinglian be sure that Buddhism and the demon clan cannot live in harmony with the Tang Dynasty?" Zhou Cheng did not expect that Li Qinglian would have such a story and idea, and he did not expect that someone in the Tang Dynasty would take the initiative to propose alliance with the Middle Earth.

"Buddhist always wanted to get involved in Dongsheng Shenzhou. When the Tang Dynasty was founded, Buddhism sent Tang Sanzang to deceive Taizong. If the battle between the saints later disrupted the Buddhist layout, Dongsheng Shenzhou would have fallen into the hands of Buddhism. Even if it were broken later, Buddhism wanted to subvert the Tang Dynasty's intention to overturn the Tang Dynasty. Thousands of years ago, the empress Wu Wei Zi was born out of nowhere. Fortunately, the current Holy Emperor turned the tide and eliminated all the Wu clan. The Tang Dynasty had just returned to the Taoist sect. However, the Buddhist layout is so deep that there are still many Buddhist disciples hiding in the dark, I am afraid that there are still many Buddhist forces in the court. "Stimulated by the drunkenness, Li Qinglian seemed to have no scruples and told Zhou Cheng what she really wanted.

"As for the so-called "those who are not our race" must have different hearts. In the entire prehistoric world, only Zhongtu and Datang are human races." Li Qinglian threw away the empty wine jar in her hand and expressed the reason for proposing to unite Zhongtu.

Zhou Cheng looked at Li Qinglian, raised the wine jar in his hand, and greeted Li Qinglian from afar. After taking a sip of bad wine, he said, "Mr. Qinglian is worried about the country and the people. It is really admirable. Even in a peaceful and prosperous era, someone needs to carry the burden to keep the peace. But I am still curious. What does this have to do with the teacher leaving Chang'an?"

"All the profound Dharmas in this world are treasured by the owners, so I plan to go to the Yuntai Holy Land in Zhongtu. I heard that the Yuntai Taoist Lord opened the mountain gate and preached the world. Everyone can practice Taoism there. Moreover, I heard that the Taoist Lord has achieved success in less than three hundred years of practicing Taoism." Li Qinglian said with a longing look on his face.

Zhou Cheng laughed silently when he heard this. He didn't know what Li Qinglian would think if Li Qinglian knew that the Taoist Lord standing in front of him was the one he said.

"The journey to Zhongdi is long, and it must be extremely dangerous along the way. We met you and I. I happened to have a strange treasure in my hand, so I will give it to you to protect me!" Zhou Cheng did not reveal his identity, but instead took a palm and an ordinary iron sword appeared in his hand.

The iron sword is about three feet long, not only without a scabbard, but it looks rusty. Li Qinglian looked at the iron sword in Zhou Cheng's hand a little puzzled. He didn't understand why Zhou Cheng gave such a weapon that seemed useless, but Zhou Cheng said it was a strange treasure, which made Li Qinglian look forward to it.

Zhou Cheng did not keep it a secret, and took two steps forward to hand the iron sword to Li Qinglian, and continued to say, "This sword weighs 199,900 kilograms, including a sword practice method. If you have this sword to defend yourself, you should be able to safely reach Middle Earth."

Li Qinglian looked at the iron sword in Zhou Cheng's hand in surprise. Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous iron sword would weigh nearly 200,000 kilograms. Even if such a weight was just a casual sword, it would be enough to cut off the mountain.

"How can I take it with such a heavy weight?" Li Qinglian was about to reach out to take it, but when she thought of the terrifying weight, she withdrew her hand.

"You can take it, come and try it." Zhou Cheng raised the iron sword in his hand and signaled Li Qinglian to catch it.

Li Qinglian hesitated for a moment and still stretched out her right hand to hold the hilt of the sword. When Li Qinglian held the hilt of the sword, Zhou Cheng also instantly let go of his hand. At that moment, Li Qinglian suddenly felt a sank in her hand, as if she was holding a mountain in her hand, as if her hand and her whole person were about to be crushed the next moment.

However, this feeling only happened for a moment, and then the iron sword in his hand felt like he was connected with his flesh and blood. In an instant, a sword cultivation method was passed from the iron sword and it was directly printed in Li Qinglian's mind.

"Refining a sword into a pill? Sword Taoist method, why can't I feel the weight of this iron sword?" Just as the practice method of refining a sword into a pill came into Li Qinglian's mind, the weight of the iron sword also disappeared. Now if Li Qinglian wants to swing the iron sword, it becomes as easy as waving his arm.

Zhou Cheng looked at Li Qinglian with an incredible and surprised look, and said with a smile: "You can try slashing out a sword at will?"

When Li Qinglian heard this, he looked at the iron sword in his hand and subconsciously inserted the iron sword in his hand into the ground in front of him. Then the iron sword fell down casually, but the next moment, the earth shook. With Li Qinglian as the center, cracks emerged on the ground, and the ground within a hundred feet were cracked.

"This" Li Qinglian was shocked and stunned. At this moment, he had to believe that this inconspicuous iron sword might really weigh nearly 200,000 pounds.

"Since it is a treasure, it naturally has its own special features. The uniqueness of this sword is that it is self-reliant. Only those who truly care about the world can use it. Take him to do what you want, and I should say goodbye!" Zhou Cheng's figure gradually blurred. When he finished his last sentence, the person had disappeared without a trace.

"Master, wait, I wonder if this magic sword has a name?" Li Qinglian was still shocked. Seeing that Zhou Cheng was gone, she asked anxiously to the void in front of her.

"You are its first master, so you can choose your name." Zhou Cheng's voice sounded beside Li Qinglian, but others had already left the prehistoric world. At this moment, Zhou Cheng had left the prehistoric continent, and under him was a star exuding a strong star power.

The iron sword that can bear its own weight was actually just condensed by Zhou Cheng. Moreover, the real precious thing about the iron sword is not that it bears its own weight or weighs 199,900 kilograms, but that there is a mark left by Zhou Cheng in the iron sword. In that mark is Zhou Cheng's lifelong understanding of swordsmanship.

From the beginning of refining swords into pills, to the subsequent transformation of swords into silk, and even as long as Li Qinglian’s Taoist practice is enough, he can obtain the last layer of the imprint. That is Zhou Cheng’s understanding of the sword domain.

The sword domain is a power belonging to the holy position, which means that as long as Li Qinglian continues to practice, the iron sword in his hand is enough to allow him to practice to the level of quasi-saint.

A chance to become a saint was sent out by Zhou Cheng. Of course, this also requires Li Qinglian's own efforts. If he cannot comprehend the method in the Iron Sword step by step, everything will be in vain.

Not to mention that Li Qinglian was heading towards the Middle Earth with an iron sword weighing 199,900 kilograms. The star that Zhou Cheng appeared was the Kaiyang star among the Big Dipper.

When the prehistoric world reunites, Zhou Cheng does not hesitate to lose a lot of merits, so that these stars that were originally scattered in chaos will return to their positions. These are the stars that were truly born with the prehistoric world.

When Zhou Cheng was absorbing the power of stars for the first time beside Zhou Chu, he had an idea, that is, what are the stars above and will there be anyone above?

Later, Zhou Cheng learned that there were creatures on the real Zhoutian stars in the prehistoric world. For example, Ziwei Star is the temple of Ziwei Emperor. There were originally Ziwei Emperor and his star soldiers living there, and there was also a Ziwei Star Palace on it.

There are also people on ordinary stars like Kaiyang Star. When the prehistoric world was not broken, there was also a palace called Kaiyang Palace. The owner of this star was Kaiyang Star Lord, an important official under the command of Ziwei Emperor.

However, although the star power on Kaiyang Star is still surging, it has become dead silent. The originally glorious Kaiyang Palace has long been transformed into a ruin, and no creature can be found on the entire star.

Zhou Cheng's divine thought swept across Kaiyang Star three times, then his figure disappeared after a stepping under his feet, and the next moment he appeared on the Yaoguang Star.

Yaoguang Star is the same as Kaiyang Star. The broken Yaoguang Star Palace is silent and you can no longer see the glory of the past.

Zhou Cheng only stayed on the Yaoguang Star for a while, and then appeared on several other stars one after another. After checking several stars in succession, Zhou Cheng directly crossed the galaxy. His target was not even the Ziwei Star hanging high above, but over the Ziwei Star and appeared above the stars.

Above the stars, an extremely majestic palace floated in the void. In addition to emitting heavy star power, the entire palace also has a layer of Taoist runes on its outside. Even the palace itself is not smaller than those stars. It can be said that this palace is the largest star in the sky.

"The prehistoric world is broken, and the stars are in gloomy. Only the Doumu Star Palace can be preserved intact. In this way, you are also a quasi-saint? In this way, everything will be explained." Zhou Cheng murmured to himself as he looked at the huge star palace in front of him.

It turns out that above these stars is the Doumu Star Palace, which once trembled in the prehistoric world, where the stars in the legend came from.

Doumu Xing Palace is like the sea of ​​blood, Beiming, and Wuzhuang Temple. These are places where quasi-saints cannot accurately locate, but for some reason, Zhou Cheng found this place directly. It seems that Doumu Xing Palace is now abandoned. Apart from the turbulent star power, this palace has no chance of vitality.

Zhou Cheng stood outside the Doumuxing Palace. After standing for a while, he suddenly raised his right hand and saw a faint light flashing on his index finger with his right hand, and then a hair wrapped around his index finger under the light.

There was a faint fragrance on the black hair, which turned out to be a woman's hair. The hair fell off Zhou Cheng's index finger, and then seemed to be held back by a breeze, floating towards the Doumuxing Palace.

The hair silently passed through the Taoist runes outside the Doumuxing Palace, like a key. When the hair came into contact with the Taoist runes, the Taoist runes protecting the Doumuxing Palace instantly dissipated.
Chapter completed!