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Qi Lan rode ahead and listened to the discussion coming from behind without making a sound.

It is one thing to have the talent of Heaven Realm, but breaking through to Heaven Realm is not that simple.

At least for now, he couldn't see the way.

The Xuanshui True Technique practiced by the Changxi Tribe alone can only reach the late stage of the Earth Realm. They really have no idea how to continue to strengthen Qi and blood and break through to the Heaven Realm in the future.

In the entire land of Bashu, the three princely states of Shu, Bahou, and Juhou have the inheritance of heavenly warriors, and the other uncles and sub-states are comparable to their Changxi tribe.

In addition, after returning, we cannot disclose too many details about the red vein grass to the outside world. At most, we can only discuss it with Viscount Changxi.

Otherwise, if word spreads that the Yang family can obtain this level of elixir, it will cause trouble for others.

When the city wall of Changxi City came into view, Qi Lan saw the city gate from a distance. There was a group of people wearing raincoats and bamboo hats standing in the rain.

The man at the head was tall and tall, and even through the rain, he exuded an air of fortitude.

Qi Yun, Viscount Changxi.

Under the raincoat, he was dressed in black brocade clothes, with a sword on his waist, followed by dozens of people, including retainers, warriors, several clan elders and officials.

This battle——

Qi Lan was stunned for a moment, then

Without any further hesitation, he clamped his legs between the horse's belly, broke away from the team, and spurred the horse forward.

"Uu——"

He reined in his horse under the city gate, turned over, and strode up to Qi Yun.

"Why bother my father and the wise men to come and greet me?"

"Stop it, don't be so docile, just pretend that the internal historian is not here."

Qi Yun raised his hand to stop what he was saying and looked at his eldest son up and down.

That kind of careful observation, like confirming something.After a moment, Qi Yun stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and patted Qi Lan's shoulder with a heavy force.

Half a month ago, this beat would have made his body sway slightly, but at this moment, Qi Lan's body seemed to be rooted to the ground, motionless.

Qi Yun took his hand back from his shoulder and nodded.

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