Under Cheng Xiao's arrangement, all the three hundred imperial bricks were loaded into the car. It was more than four o'clock in the afternoon after all this.

Liu Cheng looked at the imperial bricks in the car. A distance of one or two meters, he could feel the strong power of the stars and the power of the five emperors. It's hard to describe the feeling that these two forces are fused together.

"I didn't expect that 300 imperial bricks could gather such a great force," Liu Cheng sighed.

Next to him, Cheng Muyang said with a smile, "these are the best pieces selected from my remaining 300 pieces of imperial bricks. They were all forged by my father using the pure Yang fire. Unfortunately, after Xiao'er and I, it was very difficult to gather the pure Yang fire, which led to the stagnation of the imperial brick forging."

Cheng Xiao was also ashamed. "I don't have the talent of metaphysics. It's hard for me to enter this field all these years. I'm sorry for my father and grandfather!"

Cheng Muyang comforted him: "Xiao'er, you don't need to say that. Although you don't have the talent of metaphysics, you still have a good talent of doing business. This brick factory is not very impressive. It's much better than I used to be!"

After chatting with Cheng Muyang and his son for a long time, Liu Cheng finally understood that although this brick factory has not been able to forge a piece of imperial brick in recent years, it has mastered the exquisite forging technology, so the bricks it makes are also exquisite. Especially under Cheng Xiao's management, the business is better.

Liu Cheng thought to himself that as long as he could master the fire thoroughly, he would be able to leave the fire here, and the imperial bricks of the Cheng family would continue to be handed down.

By this time, Zhao Ji had already arranged the truck, "Master Liu, I've asked the driver, but I heard that the highway is closed, so they should have to make a detour. They can get to Linjiang city before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Liu Chengxian was in a daze. The appointment time with Daoyuan was tomorrow. If he could arrive before eight in the morning, it would not be too late. He immediately nodded and said, "all right, safety first!"

"OK, I'll put it in place!" Zhao Ji telephones the driver of the truck awesome to Liu Cheng.

Now that everything is ready, Liu Cheng is ready to leave Yujiang County with Tang Siwen. Then he says goodbye to the Cheng family, his son and Zhao Ji.

"Director Zhao, in addition to recuperation, your daughter should also pay attention to psychological counseling. Don't forget that!" Liu Cheng told Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji nodded gratefully, "thank you for your concern!"

Cheng Muyang also heard about Zhao Yahui at noon and immediately said, "Xiao Zhao, don't worry about your daughter. I'll take time to have a look these two days."

Zhao Ji was even more delighted to hear Cheng Muyang say so. Today, he also learned that his old factory director was also a metaphysical person, and he knew these things very well. If he could go, he would not be able to get them.

"Thank you, old factory director!" Zhao Ji said gratefully.

Cheng Muyang waved his hand, then looked at Liu Cheng and stared at him for a long time. The latter was a little unnatural.

"Xiaoyou, come with me!" With that, Cheng turned and walked to one side.

Liu Cheng a Leng, immediately to Tang Siwen three people smile, then followed Cheng Muyang to pass.

Two people came to a room, this room decoration is very classical, a look is not young people live.

"Xiaoyou, do you know why I feel that you are also a metaphysician when I look at you?" Cheng Muyang turns around and stares at Liu Cheng.

"Well?" Liu Cheng a Leng, "don't know the old man this is what meaning?"

Cheng Muyang pointed to him, "because I feel something from you."

Liu Cheng is a Leng again, touch a body, suddenly face a change, take out a thing from the body.

"Is that what the old man said?" What he took out was nothing else but the penholder of the colorful dragon pen.

When Cheng Muyang saw the pen, his eyes were filled with nostalgia and regret

With a little sadness

"Yes, it's this thing," Cheng Muyang nodded and stretched out his hand.

Without hesitation, Liu Cheng handed the penholder to Cheng Muyang.

"It's a treasure for depicting talismans, but it's a pity that there's no writing head," Cheng Muyang obviously knows it well. "Xiao you, do you know that I was the first to find it that year."

"Ah?" Liu Cheng's face was puzzled, and a thought flashed in his mind, "do you know the old man and the sick old man?"

"Sick old man?" Cheng Muyang was stunned, and then suddenly said, "ha ha ha, you're talking about Lao Feng. Yes, although I tried my best to get this pen, my realm has been stagnant since then. Lao Feng was also seriously injured. I thought I could get the pen, but I didn't expect that I didn't get the whereabouts of Sihao pen these years."

Liu Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. "So it is. I thought that the old man was for the sake of seeing his peers."

"Ha ha ha, I've seen quite a few people in metaphysics over the years, but few of them have such high talent for you," Cheng said with a laugh. "It's true that your talent is one aspect, but this pen is the biggest factor!""The old man won't take this pen back, will he?" Liu Cheng asked with a smile.

Cheng Muyang glared at him, "what? Do you still play with me

"I dare not!" Liu Cheng laughs.

"Hum," Cheng Muyang raised his eyebrows. "Even if he gave it to me, it's useless. What's more, old Feng said before he died that he would pass it to you!"

"Ah? Will the sick old man pass it on to me before he dies? " Liu Cheng was even more surprised. Although he didn't attack the old man, he didn't help him. It's really strange that the old man left this thing to himself before he died.

Is it because he helped him punish his disciples?

Liu Cheng couldn't understand it. After thinking about it, he still didn't understand it. At this time, Cheng Muyang said, "don't think about it. I didn't expect that Lao Feng would give it to you. Ah, he has a son and two disciples in his life. Even if he gave them, it's a disaster. Maybe one day you can get the pen, and then you can make this colorful dragon pen shine!"

"Thank you, Mr. Feng," Liu Cheng sighed. "I'll take good care of it."

"Well, I can trust your character just because you can help Xiao Zhao," Cheng Muyang said, pointing to him. "Ha ha, well, I won't delay your time. I'll start early, old man. I wish you success in solving the Dragon trap. By the way, I'll wait for you to bring the fire!"

Liu Cheng quickly bowed to Cheng Muyang, and then walked out with him.

After a few people exchanged greetings, Liu Chenggong and Tang Siwen drove on the road.

On the way, Liu Cheng suddenly remembered that Zhao Ji had just said that the highway had been closed, so he drove to make a detour.

All of a sudden, just less than half of the way, it was already dark.