Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Three days later, in a pavilion of the Qiu family.

Feng Mo was full of respect, "I will obey the elder's order!"

He held a wooden box in his hand and slowly stepped back.

After walking out of the pavilion, Feng Mo showed a faint smile on his face.

Being able to obtain the seventh-turn golden immortal, the appreciation of the elders of the Qiu family, and escorting treasures for him, for Feng Mo, who only has one heaven, is an opportunity.

After being in the fairy world for a long time, Feng Mo knows more clearly how important opportunities are for rootless duckweed like him.

Feng Mo held the wooden box with both hands, and finally, carefully put it into the storage magic weapon and placed it in a safe corner.

After returning to his residence, Feng Mo carried the wooden spear on his back and walked out of the Qiu family.

In the Qiu family, a golden immortal looked at Qiu Mengyun.

"Uncle Qi, do you think this wind demon can still be alive?"

"Everything is unpredictable. Unless you see the result with your own eyes, everything is subject to change!" Qiu Mengyun spoke slowly, "The Wind and Thunder Immortal Sect is as determined as iron to kill. There will be no change at all. The person sent out must be a genius in the Wind and Thunder Immortal Sect!"

"I have observed this errand boy. His aptitude is mediocre. His immortal skills are the skills of my Qiu family's errand boys. How high can they be? His immortal weapons are even magic weapons brought from the mortal world. With his clumsy method, he refined them and barely counted them as weapons in the fairyland."

Qiu Mengyun's eyes were indifferent, "It's hard to live! A life of death!"

The golden immortal on the side could not help but nod slightly, without pity or regret in his eyes.

A mere abandoned child, like dust, who would take him seriously?

"Since there is nothing to do, let's go take a look!"

Qiu Mengyun suddenly spoke, he stood up and said: "The Wind and Thunder Immortal Sect seems to have a great inheritance in the mortal world. It is one of the immortal veins in the starry sky. It is not an ordinary person who can destroy such an inheritance. At least it is impossible to do it with this menial job. Maybe it is someone around him."

"A proud dragon in the mortal world may become a tiger in the fairy world."

Qiu Mengyun spoke slowly, "The reason why I decided that the Wind and Thunder Immortal Sect can only move cultivators of the same realm is not to humiliate!"

"The Wind and Thunder Immortal Sect is not worth it!"

"I am worried about those who can destroy an immortal vein in the mortal world. Now it happens to be a chaotic world, and there are many geniuses. It is easy for the mortals to ascend or the immortal clans to rise."

"If the Wind Demon really does something unexpected, save him to avoid offending anyone."

Qiu Mengyun's words made the younger generation of the Golden Immortal on the side dumbfounded.

The Golden Immortal hesitated to speak, as if he was puzzled. How could a mere mortal have any ability?

How could a crane stand out from the crowd and be on par with the immortals! ?

He felt that Qiu Mengyun was too cautious.

Qiu Mengyun seemed to be aware of it, but he didn't care.

His eyes were leisurely, and the clouds under his feet carried his body.

"There are countless creatures in the world, and there are countless capable people!"

"If the Qiu family wants to survive in this chaotic world, they must not take any risks, not even a trace!"

"The Fenglei Immortal Sect knows the foundation. Even if they oppress us to death, it is difficult to shake our Qiu family. On the contrary, unknown people have the most variables!"

"Yu'er, the higher you go, the wider the world will be, and the more powerful people there will be. You will understand in the future!"

Qiu Mengyun whispered: "Just like Xian Tu, he is a rootless duckweed, helpless, but he made the Taidao Holy Mountain flow with blood, and no one in the South dared to fight him, and the ancient Tianjiao was afraid."

"If this person is by your side, if you take him lightly, the Qiu family will no longer exist!"

Qiu Yu's face changed suddenly. The two words Xian Tu are now known to everyone in the South.

He suddenly rose up, and only took action twice, but he almost turned the South upside down.

Such a person, before this, who could know how terrifying he is! ?

Qiu Yu was not stupid. He thought about it for a while, and immediately, he was shocked.

"Seventh uncle is very far-sighted. I have learned from him!"

...

Outside the Botong Immortal City, Feng Mo walked alone quickly.

In the Immortal Realm, the suppression of heaven and earth was so great that he, a true immortal, had difficulty in flying into the air, so he had to walk.

This time, it was about 700,000 miles, but Feng Mo didn't care.

He had been in the mortal world, and when he first entered the world of cultivation, it was so difficult every step of the way. It was just a repetition.

Just when Feng Mo had walked about 10,000 miles, he suddenly stopped and looked forward.

Feng Mo's face suddenly changed. He looked ahead and saw a young man standing with a sword in his hand.

The sword tip of more than three feet was inserted into the ground for an inch, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Feng Mo's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the clothes on the young man.

Feng Lei Xian Men!

How could Feng Mo not know about Fenglei Xianmen? In fact, after entering the fairy world, Feng Mo first learned about it and was very careful about whether the several major immortal veins in the mortal world were in the southern region.

Feng Mo knew very well that his disciple had almost changed the world in the cultivation world, and the several major immortal veins definitely had a blood feud.

So, since entering the fairy world, Feng Mo has been hiding the news of his Tianyun Sect, and even never revealed that there is an extremely outstanding younger generation.

But even so, Feng Mo never thought that Fenglei Xianmen would still come.

It is so obvious that if this young man is not looking for him, it is almost impossible.

"True Immortal First Heaven, trouble, with my current combat power, the chance of winning the first heaven of True Immortal is too small!"

Feng Mo gritted his teeth, he turned around immediately, not planning to fight.

"Are people from Tianyun Sect so timid?"

The young man from Fenglei Xianmen suddenly opened his eyes.

"I heard that you are the master of Qingdi's evil creature, but it doesn't seem like it!"

The young man raised his sword, stepped slowly, and looked at Feng Mo.

"How audacious is the Green Emperor to destroy the immortal veins and Taoist traditions of my Fenglei Immortal Sect in the mortal world. But you, as the master, are as cowardly as a mouse in front of me, a person of the same realm, and you plan to escape?"

Feng Mo paused slightly, and his eyes passed over the young man. Immediately, his feet burst out and left even faster.

The young man's pupils trembled slightly, and his face became colder, "Can you escape!?"

In his hand, the Kou Ting Immortal Weapon flew towards Feng Mo in an instant.

This is the immortal weapon of the first level of the True Immortal, which is many times better than the wooden spear in Feng Mo's hand.

Feng Mo felt the fierce killing intent, but fortunately he was far away from the young man. Although the speed of the flying sword was fast, he did not have no chance to react.

Immediately, the True Immortal Yuan in Feng Mo's body surged, and a subtle green light appeared under his feet. It was the method of the Qiu family's menial work, not even the True Immortal Immortal Technique.

The young man chased after him with a sword in hand. The technique he used was the top technique of the Wind and Thunder Immortal Sect. There was a faint flash of lightning in the sky, and his speed was several times faster than that of the Wind Demon.

The Wind Demon's face became uglier, but his footsteps never stopped. There was a faint light changing in his eyes.

In the chase and escape, there were several figures in the sky and the sea of ​​clouds overlooking the two figures below.

The Wind and Thunder Immortal Sect, the Golden Immortal of Daluo, the incarnation of Lanlun.

The Qiu family, the seventh-turn Golden Immortal Qiu Mengyun, the second-turn Golden Immortal Qiu Yu.

And, above this sea of ​​clouds, there were two figures, the red-clothed one played with the clouds, and the white-clothed one looked on indifferently.

"Is that old man a friend of Brother Changqing?"

The red-clothed one looked up at Qin Xuan with curiosity.

She had awakened a part of the Emperor's Soul, so it was no problem for her to see through the clouds.

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he gently patted Hong Yi's head.

"He is Brother Changqing's master, Hong Yi, you should also call him master!"

"Master!" Hong Yi looked at the old man, full of surprise, and there was a trace of confusion on his face.

He seemed to not understand why an old man of the first level of the True Immortal Realm would be Brother Changqing's master.