Gou cultivates immortality in the wizarding world

Chapter 185 Zhengyang Patriarch, Encounter at Dahe Temple!

The golden light flying out of the Zhengyangmen mansion was not slow, and within a few breaths, it came a hundred meters away in front of Lu Feng. `
The golden light dissipated, revealing a bald old man with a square face. The bald old man had a masculine smell, but it was like the sunset at dusk, with an unpleasant smell of decay.

"Zhengyang Patriarch!"

When Lu Feng saw the person coming, he glanced at the mansion under the cloud again, and guessed the identity of the bald old man.

Lu Feng established the Red Leaf Society for many years, and also gained a lot of nearby information. Naturally, he has a lot of knowledge about the evil neighbor Zhengyangmen, and he already knew the general situation of the Zhengyang ancestor.

Now, seeing this bald head with a masculine spiritual aura, and a strong man appearing on the Zhengyangmen site, who else can he be except the Zhengyang Patriarch.

Seeing that Lu Feng recognized his identity, Patriarch Zhengyang laughed and admitted generously:
"Haha! Daoist friends have good eyesight, yes, I am the head of Zhengyangmen, Zhengyangzi, although I am a little old, I can't be called an ancestor! I just don't know what to call a fellow daoist?"

While chatting and laughing, Patriarch Zhengyang asked about Lu Feng's identity again.

However, the Zhengyang patriarch was blind and didn't recognize Lu Feng. The Zhengyang patriarch could feel the powerful aura from Lu Feng, and knew that he was a fellow not to be trifled with.

bother you for something.

For Lu Feng's arrival, the ancestor was also a little flustered.

"Hehe, it seems that Fellow Daoist Zhengyang doesn't care too much. You and I have been neighbors for more than ten years. I didn't expect to meet today, but Fellow Daoist doesn't know me yet!" Listening to Zhengyang Patriarch asking seriously , Lu Feng's eyes flickered, and he smiled lightly.

"Neighbor!"

Hearing what Lu Feng said, Patriarch Zhengyang pinched the white beard on his chin and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly an unknown anger burst into his heart.

When talking about the Red Leaf Society, the ancestors of Zhengyang still remember it vividly.

He hadn't forgotten that the Red Leaf Society murdered hundreds of Zhengyangmen disciples and an elder of the school, and snatched a famous low-grade magic weapon of the Zhengyangmen, the Lieyang Burning Flame Banner.

The Earth Immortal Realm is poor in resources. Although the Lieyang Burning Flame Banner is a low-grade magic weapon, it is also a treasure that the ancestors of Zhengyang spent a lot of thought and hard work on sacrifices to guard the mountain gate.

The Burning Flame Flag of Lieyang was robbed, and the ancestor of Zhengyang was so distressed that his heart was bleeding.

If he hadn't been in retreat at that time, the patriarch Zhengyang would have gone to the gate of the Red Leaf Society long ago to ask for the Burning Flame Banner of Lieyang.

Later, when he was leaving the customs, he heard that the Red Leaf Society was going to war with the Wanshan League, and they were lucky to win the battle. The Zhengyang Patriarch thought twice, but still suppressed his desire to attack the mountain gate.

"Looking at President Luo of the Red Leaf Society, this trip should be to participate in the Water and Land Ceremony in Dahe Temple. This President Luo has a strong aura. If I fight against him now, I am afraid it will be difficult to win. Let me make a false pretense with him. He brought him to the Dahe Temple. Talk it over with my friend, and come to trouble him again." Ancestor Zhengyang had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and quickly made a decision.

When the ancestor of Zhengyang was young, he worshiped and studied under the door of Dahe Temple.

Later, after some accidents, he went out to Dahe Temple and established the famous Zhengyang Gate near Dahe Temple.

The origin of which is rarely known to outsiders.

The patriarch Zhengyang suppressed the unknown anger in his heart, kept his face on the surface, pretended to be friendly, patted the bald head on top, and said apologetically: "Fellow Daoist Luo, it's really not right, our two neighbors are so neighborly." For many years, I have not visited the house, and the feud between the two families has not been resolved. Today, I will make amends here! Fellow Daoist Luo, if necessary, any compensation, as long as I can give it, feel free to say it!"

Zhengyang Patriarch's words put himself very low.

All responsibility for the enmity between the two families has been placed on Zhengyangmen.

"Will it be intentional? Or is it accidental? I always feel that this old man is probably pretending!"

Seeing the performance of the Zhengyang Patriarch, Lu Feng felt a sense of déjà vu.

There is always a kind of acting like he bowed his head and acted like a small man when he met a strong man when he was hanging out in the [Botanical Garden].

Although Zhengyangmen is a bad neighbor, the friction between Hongyehui and Zhengyangmen is still within a small range, and it has not yet reached the point of life-and-death enemies.

Just meeting Lu Feng and listening to his greetings, do you need to be humble?
"This Zhengyangzi is probably overacting, I want to see what kind of tricks you can come up with!" Lu Feng thought to himself.

On the surface, Lu Feng also pretended to be generous, saying that there was not much enmity between Hongyehui and Zhengyangmen, and everyone could take a step back, turn hostility into friendship, help each other, and love each other as neighbors.

As for the compensation, there is no need to mention it. Anyway, the Red Leaf Society didn't suffer any losses back then, so Lu Feng generously forgot about it.

"Forget it all, then who will compensate me for the Lieyang Burning Flame Banner, who will compensate me for the lives of the elders of Zhengyangmen and hundreds of disciples!" Zhengyang Patriarch roared in his heart, furious, but his face On the surface, he still had an amiable appearance, chatting with Lu Feng enthusiastically.

The Zhengyang Patriarch, who was obsessed with ghosts, completely forgot that the origin of everything back then was the greed and malice of the Zhengyangmen, which caused all this.

The two old foxes chatted for a long time and became acquainted.

At this time, Zhengyang Patriarch suddenly remembered something, slapped his head, and said regretfully:

"Have a nice chat, I have forgotten about fellow Daoist Luo's business. Fellow Daoist has received an invitation from Dahe Temple this time, and is going to Dahe Temple to participate in the Water and Land Ceremony! I have also received an invitation, why don't we go together, When we get to the gate of Dahe Temple, we will have a long talk."

"That's good, I also have the same intention, chatting in the sky, no one to rely on, it will only increase consumption." Lu Feng heard the proposal of Zhengyang Patriarch, and nodded in agreement.

After Lu Feng agreed, Patriarch Zhengyang didn't intend to take his men there, and with a flash of golden light, he flew away.

"It's so slow, it seems that this Zhengyang ancestor has also cultivated a level of spiritual veins. Judging from the taste of mana on his body, what he cultivated is not an ordinary five-element spirit vein, but a Yang spirit vein! It's a bit mean!"

Seeing Zhengyang Patriarch flying in front, Lu Feng observed for a few breaths and judged.

As far as the strength of Zhengyang Patriarch was concerned, Lu Feng didn't take it seriously, just the giant octopus and the native Orius in his Cyanwood Spiritual Realm could rub Zhengyang Patriarch on the ground.

Even if he conspired with other people in Zhengyangmen, Lu Feng still had the confidence to protect himself.

Immediately, Lu Feng slightly slowed down his flying speed, maintained the level of almost two human-level low-grade spiritual veins, maintained his flying spells, and slowly caught up with the Zhengyang ancestor who was flying ahead.

Above the black clouds, although Luo Xueqing was a little puzzled as to why the flying speed of the president dropped sharply after seeing the ancestor of Zhengyang, she still stood beside Lu Feng tactfully, without saying a word.

Seeing Lu Feng catching up, the Zhengyang Patriarch, who had been maintaining [-]% of his speed, frowned, thinking in his heart.

"President Luo of the Red Leaf Society, with a maid, can fly at such a speed. His strength is really strong! According to the information of his subordinates, he has only looked like 20 years since his hairline. He has just made a name for himself. At that time, he was a top-grade Taoist boy, but in just 20 years of kung fu, he was already stronger than his long-standing ancestor. At least he had developed two spiritual veins in the spiritual realm! In this era, there are still This kind of practice speed, I am afraid I have the goods in my hands."

Thinking about Lu Feng's background and strength, Zhengyang Patriarch's heart became more and more fiery.

If I can kill this person in the Dahe Temple and get his chance, my ancestor, I might be able to develop a spiritual vein and live another hundred and eighty years.
During the flight, the two old foxes had their own thoughts, but on the surface they were still in harmony.

Along the way, the ancestor Zhengyang also introduced the scenery along the way to Lu Feng familiarly, and the forces in various places, quite like an old senior, a big brother.

After flying for more than half a day, there is more and more water vapor between the sky and the earth.

Not long after, a wide river appeared in the vision of several people in the sky.

"This is the Changfeng River, the largest water vein in Liangzhou, running from east to west, and nourishing countless land creatures!" Flying to the Changfeng River, the ancestor Zhengyang slowed down his flight speed and introduced.

"The Changfeng River is really wide!"

Lu Feng sighed, it was the first time for Luo Xueqing beside her to see this scene, and her beautiful eyes were full of radiance.

The water surface of the Changfeng River is several kilometers wide, flat and slow flowing, stretching as far as the eye can see, in the eyes of Luo Xueqing, who has never seen the vastness of the sea, it is indeed magnificent and majestic.

However, in Lu Feng's eyes, this Long Wind River is just that.

No matter how big and wide the water veins on land are, can it be as vast as the sea area that encloses the sub-continent of Trandi into islands!Can there be a first-order wizard who has to be careful when going through the sea of ​​storms?
However, Lu Feng still sighed in a timely manner as he acted on every occasion.

"You country bumpkin! I'm just stunned by the scenery. What kind of immortality is there? Why don't you go home and grow sweet potatoes! It's a waste of such a good opportunity!"

Seeing Lu Feng's performance in the eyes of Zhengyang Patriarch, Patriarch said with contempt in his heart, such scenes are just the most common sights outside Dahe Temple. When he practiced in Dahe Temple back then, he was already tired of seeing them.

Ancestor Zhengyang seems to have selectively forgotten what he did when he was led by the monks in the temple to the Changfeng River.
Amazed and dumbfounded, he almost fell into the water from the boat crossing the river. If it weren't for the monks in the temple with quick eyesight and quick hands, there is no such thing as the name of Zhengyang ancestor.

"Follow me, I will take you to Dahe Temple!"

After admiring the scenery of the Changfeng River, led by the ancestor Zhengyang, the three of them crossed the river and flew not far along the river bank until they saw a magnificent temple built on a cliff on the river bank.

The red walls and golden tiles stretch for several miles along the coast. At first glance, Dahe Temple looks like golden sand spread on the cliffs on the bank, dazzling and dazzling.

Countless devout pilgrims entered the temples of Dahe Temple like ants, praying and offering incense.

The incense was scattered, and Lu Feng and the others could smell the incense in the air.

It can be seen that Dahe Temple is prosperous and prosperous here.

Flying over the mountain gate of Dahe Temple with the Zhengyang ancestor, and entering the depths of the temple, the three of them settled down in front of the magnificent temple with a heavy atmosphere and the most luxurious construction.

As soon as it landed, there were several monks with strong aura, led by a benevolent old monk, came forward to welcome Lu Feng and the ancestor Zhengyang.

"The poor monk has a far-reaching heart, and I have met two benefactors!" The benevolent old monk chanted the Buddha's name and introduced himself.

There was no need to show the invitation letter, Lu Feng and Zhengyang Patriarch's aura of Taoist realm naturally confirmed their identities.

"Xinyuan, you haven't forgotten me. Let me introduce you. This is the president of the Red Leaf Society, Fellow Daoist Luo. His strength is not inferior to that of you and me, and he can be regarded as a strong one!"

Before Lu Feng opened his mouth, the ancestor Zhengyang walked up to him familiarly, chatted with Xin Yuan, and introduced Lu Feng.

"Amitabha, Master Luo's participation in the Dharma Assembly really makes the Dahe Temple flourish!" Hearing the introduction from the Zhengyang Patriarch, the old monk Xinyuan's smile grew wider, and he hurriedly greeted Lu Feng warmly.

Lu Feng also communicated with the old monk Xinyuan with a smiling face, and was familiar with Dahe Temple here.

Just by taking a few glances, Lu Feng knew that the old monk from Dahe Temple who welcomed them was Xinyuan, and he was also a formidable person who had reached the spiritual realm.

"I just don't know how many such monks there are in Dahe Temple, or how many people stronger than him are there."

After the few people talked for a while, another group of red clouds fell from the sky, revealing a barbarian strongman in strange clothes.

"People from the Wanshan League are here! Zhengyangzi, show Fellow Daoist Luo around first, and take me to receive this fellow Daoist who just arrived!" Seeing the barbarian coming, the old monk Xin Yuan made a confession, Then he greeted the barbarians of the Wanshan League.

The task of the old monk Xinyuan is to receive the various forces who came to participate in the Water and Land Ceremony, so naturally he will not lose his courtesy.

Lu Feng glanced at the barbarian of the Wanshan League. This person was probably at the level of a spiritual vein, and his aura was in the same line as the female barbarian who had cultivated to the spiritual realm that he killed back then.

The whole body exudes a strong blood energy, and many ghosts full of resentment are entangled in the whole body. The strong bloody smell is incompatible with the magnificent and upright atmosphere of Dahe Temple.

"Is this person a relative, friend, teacher or friend of that female barbarian? There are still contrasting scenes, it seems that Dahe Temple is not a serious thing!" Lu Feng thought to himself.

Although Dahe Temple is a temple, it is also a faction.

As far as power is concerned, good and evil are sometimes hard to distinguish.

Because power is all gray.

The strong barbarian seemed to have noticed Lu Feng's gaze. Looking at Lu Feng, when he saw Lu Feng's appearance, the face of the strong barbarian covered with strange totem patterns instantly distorted, and a raging fire ignited in his pitch-black eyes. anger.

"Amitabha!"

However, in the majestic sound of the Buddha's horn from the old monk Xinyuan, the strong barbarian still forcibly turned his head away from looking at Lu Feng's, and then left the place following the guidance of the old monk Xinyuan.

Seeing the performance of the barbarian strongman, Lu Feng touched his chin, then looked at Luo Xueqing beside him, and thought to himself:
"It seems that I have made many enemies in the world of immortals along the way. Wanshanmeng, Zhengyangmen, if I say one more word, Dahe Temple seems to be enemies too."

Lu Feng sighed, after some calculations, he seemed to have entered the dragon's pond and tiger's lair.

His second chance to make a fortune in the world of earth immortals was the information and memory in the remnant soul of a disciple of Dahe Temple.

　Resuming the update, I was bored for a day today, and I finally cleared up my mind in the evening, and I should be able to write more tomorrow.

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