Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 149
Jiang Chengqing stood in the field with a clear voice, like a lush green bamboo.

Except for the few examiners that Pu Chen thought, they all nodded in understanding when they heard Jiang Chengqing's words.

Indeed, great talent often brings disaster.

They didn't know that Pu Chen fell into deep thought because of Jiang Chengqing's words.

He thought of a person, he had also accepted a very talented disciple, but because of this talent, that disciple was envied by others and suffered a disaster.

That is also a child of a single spirit root of the gold type!

Pu Chen's expression was slightly gloomy, and when he looked at Jiang Chengqing who was standing in the field again, his eyes became a little gentler.

"Is your father the current head of the Jiang family? I remember that he has two sons. The eldest son, Jiang Chengfeng, is under the command of the cultivator Jing Ming of the Cloud Stepping Sect."

Pu Chen felt that Jiang Chengqing's father was quite prescient, and thought of the eldest disciple of his friend Jing Ming, who seemed to be also a child of Mingyun Jiang's family.

"Cheng Feng is my next cousin, and the head of Immortal Jiang's family is my next uncle. My father is the second in the family."

"What did you say?" Pu Chen became agitated suddenly, and even knocked over the teacup in his hand without knowing it.

Several other examiners looked at each other, not understanding why Pu Chen, who had always been lazy and indifferent, was so excited.

On the other hand, Shi Ke, the eldest disciple who followed Pu Chen, has been with his master for 200 years, so he has some understanding of the reason for Pu Chen's excitement.

Probably because of the two disciples the master accepted in Mingyun 30 years ago.

If he remembers correctly, one of the two disciples is a rare gold-type single spiritual root, and the other is the second son of Mingyun Jiang's family.

Shi Ke looked at the field, this child didn't seem to look like those two disciples.

It is also a single spirit root of the Jin family, the second son of the Jiang family, could it be that he is the descendant of those two disciples?

However, the little junior sister with a single spirit root in the gold department died in an accident after returning to Mingyun.

"My father is second in line, Mingyun Jiang's family, Jiang Yi."

Jiang Chengqing looked calm, looking at Pu Chen calmly.

His father had told him a long time ago that he had a master who was a simple practitioner of Wangshenzong.

Pu Chenxiu is a man who is unrestrained and uninhibited. He likes to follow nature the most, and has the ability to outshine others in designing magic circles and making talismans.

"Qing'er, cultivator Puchen is the master of both father and mother. If possible, after you enter Wangshenzong, you can worship under cultivator Puchen."

"Father once said that Puchen cultivators like the lively and active temperament of young people. I am afraid that Puchen cultivators are unwilling to accept a son like this."

"This isn't what worries my father the most. What worries my father the most is that Master once blamed me for your mother's death. I'm afraid he will..."

"Father was at fault for mother's death, but it was not the fault of father alone."

"Qing'er, you are so calm and stay out of the way, who did you follow? It doesn't look like your mother, nor does it look like a father."

The conversation with his father last night was still vivid in his memory, and Jiang Chengqing remembered the helplessness and regret on his father's face.

It's just that he doesn't have deep feelings for his late mother, or in other words, he doesn't have too deep feelings for anyone.

However, he obeyed his father's wishes.

Father wanted him to enter Pu Chen's sect, so he should enter Pu Chen's sect.

In any case, Pu Chen is good at formations and talismans, and he is still very interested in these two things.

"Jiang Yi, ha, Jiang Yi, you are actually Jiang Yi's son? What about your mother? What's your mother's name?"

Pu Chen strode away from his seat, went straight to Jiang Chengqing and asked.

Jiang Chengqing looked up at the middle-aged man who was much taller than himself, and replied calmly, "My mother's name is Wang Run, she is my father's cousin. When I was three years old, my mother died of illness.

(End of this chapter)