Mortals cultivating immortals and encountering strange encounters with immortals

Although he failed to cure his sister's disease, Song Dali never gave up on his sister Xi'er from then on. Even if he lived in a cave and ate scraps, Song Dali remained as always,

Whenever I want something good, I will always give my sister a bite to eat, and I will reach out and pat her on the head to recall the past! Recalling the unbearable dark experiences in the past, Song Xi'er couldn't help but shed crystal clear tears from the corners of her eyes.

Song Dali also suddenly noticed the strange look on his sister Xi'er's face. His eyes were full of tenderness and love for his sister. His deeply sunken eye sockets also contained rare tears of true love. He looked at Xi'er. Son, he said softly;

"Xi'er! From today on, your brother will accompany you for the rest of your life! Even if it lasts forever, as long as your brother is here, you will be happy!"

Looking at the black tears flowing from the corners of Song Dali's eyes, Song Xi'er smiled slightly. The smile was so far-fetched. In fact, she didn't need to think about it. She also knew what was going on with her body. In addition, the chills had become more frequent these days. Sometimes there would always be a layer of frost on the body. The frost seemed to be caused by the mind and went down. Moreover, his brother Song Dali would go out for a long time every day. He no longer had any nostalgia for this wonderful world. He wanted to If it weren't for her brother's concern, she would have passed away long ago. When she thought of this, she looked at Song Dali silently with the corners of her red eyes, and said deeply:

"Brother! I'm weak, so I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when you can be so high-spirited! If one day in the future I am no longer here, this Taoist robe will be my incarnation, and it will protect you as you move towards a higher path!"

"Xi'er! What are you talking about? I'm here! Your cold will definitely be cured. Even if it's dragon meat from the sky, I'll catch it for you and bleed it for you!"

Song Dali's passionate words made Song Xi'er laugh out loud. Seeing Song Dali wearing this brand-new Taoist robe today, her eyes couldn't help but shed tears of joy. It seemed that one day in the future, she would be able to Seeing Song Dali wearing this Taoist robe made by herself, soaring in the sky,

"Xi'er, I'm going to pick someone up! I'll be back soon. You're at home and well!"

Song Xi'er nodded and looked at Song Dali's quick departure. There was a hint of despair on her originally smiling face. And with the recurrence of the cold, she slept longer and longer, thinking He stood there, with a bit of doubt in his beautiful eyes, looking at the sky outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, Qin Wanfeng was galloping on the road to Qinglian Sect. Looking at the familiar road, his heart was full of emotions.

Recalling that when I first came to Qinglian Sect, I was just an ordinary person. I never thought that this time I would go out and suddenly become a monk on the second level of Qi Refining.

Looking at the mountains in the distance and the barriers in the distance, Qin Wanfeng's face was filled with smiles.

But at this moment, he noticed something strange, because there was a spiritual consciousness in the distance scanning his location. You must know that in the world of cultivation, the range of expressions of monks in the Qi Refining Stage is limited, and generally does not exceed twenty. Zhang, some monks are born with weak spiritual power, and they cannot even possess the spirit of ten feet. Only after reaching the foundation building stage, the spiritual consciousness will increase. As for Leng Qianqiu, who is in the Qi refining stage, his spiritual consciousness is limited and cannot be It exceeded the range of ten feet, but Qin Wanfeng's spiritual consciousness was thirty feet long, and Qin Wanfeng felt a sense of familiarity from that spiritual consciousness, and then a figure of a young man in his twenties came into view. Seeing this, he His eyes were cold, full of murderous intent, and he screamed angrily in his heart;

"Leng Qianqiu!"

Since he came to Qinglian Sect, Leng Qianqiu has always opposed him. The only words that seemed to excuse him were actually hidden secrets. And for the sake of this piece of clothing on his body, he did not hesitate to let Wang Tiezhu and Lei Shan confront each other secretly. Do it yourself,

Recalling the past, his eyes immediately turned cold, and he used the Turtle Breathing Technique to hide his aura, trying not to reveal the fluctuations of his spiritual energy.

And his expression was still the same as before, walking towards the distance as if nothing had happened. At this time, Leng Qianqiu was already disheartened and thought of retreating today.

After the boy returns to Qinglian Sect, he will be dealt with when he has time. But just when he is packing his things and about to retreat, suddenly a figure in black clothes gradually enters his field of vision.

I saw the person wearing a black military robe. His young face was full of unfaded youthfulness. His immature face was full of joy. His black eyes exuded light like gems. His face was handsome. Standing seven feet tall, isn't he the young man Qin Wanfeng he is looking for?

Seeing that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body, Leng Qianqiu was stunned for two seconds. For a moment, he couldn't believe his eyes.

"This, this kid? Where did he come from?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his stunned face turned into one of surprise. He no longer hesitated, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and a strong murderous intention burned rapidly in his heart.

Looking at Qin Wanfeng's dazzling clothes, his eyes were shining, and his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Only he understands how fascinating this dress is. Isn't it just for today that he would deceive the sect leader and excuse it?

Immediately he waved his hand, and two spiritual swords, one long and one short, appeared in his hands. They were the treasures given to him by his father, Elder Leng, Neimen. At the same time, he held the gray dagger in his hand. Although it looks ordinary, it seems to be hiding a giant gluttonous beast, and bursts of terrifying aura are emanating from it.

Looking at Qin Wanfeng who was gradually approaching, Leng Qianqiu secretly mobilized his soul power to pour into the Zimu Sword. He could easily kill such an ordinary warrior.

Although it was a bit troublesome to kill such a mortal warrior, there happened to be no one here. When he looked at Qin Wanfeng running on the ground,

He secretly controlled the spiritual sword to fly left and right towards Qin Wanfeng, and Qin Wanfeng's spiritual consciousness had long discovered Leng Qianqiu who was hiding and hiding in the dark. If it had been done before, Leng Qianqiu would definitely not have been noticed by Qin Wanfeng. After all, At that time, he was still an ordinary person with limited spiritual consciousness.

But at this time, he was completely different. Not to mention that his spiritual consciousness had skyrocketed, and it was far beyond the comparison of half-hearted monks like Leng Qianqiu.

He kept sneering in his heart, but there was no other change in his expression on the surface. He was still facing the area where Leng Qianqiu was. Moreover, when he got close enough, Qin Wanfeng discovered in his consciousness that two Ziwu Swords, one on the left and one on the right, were concealed towards him. Come flying away,

Although this spiritual sword is powerful, it has not been taken seriously by Qin Wanfeng. The Xuan-level primary spiritual sword that he snatched from his hands cannot be compared with such a common thing.

With his consciousness, Qin Wanfeng could even detect the cruel and bloodthirsty smile on Leng Qianqiu's lips, and he stared at his clothes motionless, his eyes shining like the scorching sun,

At this moment, in his consciousness, he saw Leng Qianqiu pinching the magic weapon with his hand. Suddenly, the two spiritual swords, one on the left and one on the right, flew towards him.

Although the speed was fast, Qin Wanfeng could still detect some clues in his eyes. Although he noticed the spirit sword, he did not do anything else. Instead, he followed the plan.

At the moment when the spiritual sword flew away, he pretended to be hit in a vital part of his body. In fact, when the spiritual sword flew towards him, he not only blocked it, but also wrapped it with the power of his soul.

That was not all last night. Immediately afterwards, he pretended to spit out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards, with screams still coming from his mouth.

Seeing his sneak attack, Leng Qianqiu immediately looked happy. He only looked at the blood in Qin Wanfeng's mouth and didn't realize that his spiritual sword was only inserted half an inch.

At this position, let alone a monk, a mortal might not be able to kill him, but he was too eager to notice.

"Haha, boy! You will die in my hands after all!"

As he finished speaking, he didn't notice a gray-black figure floating above his head in the darkness.

Qin Wanfeng looked at the bloodthirsty look on Leng Qianqiu's lips and sneered in his heart. This time, he must solve it completely.

Leng Qianqiu looked at Qin Wanfeng who fell to the ground, kicked him with his feet, squatted down, and prepared to take off Qin Wanfeng's clothes.

But just when he was about to take action, Qin Wanfeng suddenly turned his head and looked at Leng Qianqiu with a joking expression, his lips full of sarcasm.

Seeing Qin Wanfeng suddenly wake up with such an expression, all the bloodthirsty look on Leng Qianqiu's face disappeared.

It turned into confusion, and after the tea time, it turned into panic, because Qin Wanfeng suddenly had powerful spiritual energy fluctuations in his body, and he was about to stand up and question Qin Wanfeng,

But suddenly, his soul felt pain, accompanied by the feeling of soul tearing. Suddenly, the two spiritual swords he controlled fell to the ground because they lost the support of their soul power.

Qin Wanfeng did not rush to kill Leng Qianqiu. Instead, he looked down at Leng Qianqiu with the expression he showed just now. Seeing the strangeness in Qin Wanfeng's body, his expression had already turned into one of horror. He spoke in a trembling tone. ;

"You, how come you have spiritual energy fluctuations? Is it so strong?"

"Haha! You are about to die, but you still have the confidence to observe me? Leng Qianqiu, Leng Qianqiu! You really live up to your name! Are you going to live forever? A higher path? In my opinion, you are a It is better for people to be reincarnated as soon as possible to avoid harming the world!"

After saying that, he was about to take action, but at this time, Leng Qianqiu was already frightened, and he said with a panicked expression;

"You, you can't kill me, my father is~!"

Poof, a bloody head flew into the sky, and with blood pouring out like a fountain, Qin Wanfeng didn't even bother to look at it. He packed his belongings, wiped out his breath, and walked towards the distance. He ran away until he was a mile or two away, and then he drove his spiritual sword towards the Qinglian Sect!