past

Zhen Rong picked a critical time to rush to Dongyejiao, the key point was Tan Changxing, not Zhen Rong, Zhen Rong didn't know that the day she chose was so sensitive.

This day is the day when Zhuanjing Pills are opened.

The success rate of saving one in a thousand times requires extremely stable spiritual energy maintenance. Tan Changxing stared closely at the flames jumping in the pill furnace, and if he was a little careless, he would lose everything.

Zhen Ming was holding a small sword carved in stone, which suddenly shattered. He raised his head and sensed a familiar aura rushing towards the room. The light of the sword flickered, like little suns hanging in the air, from far to near.

Zhen Rong smashed the wooden window with a sword, jumped into the room, and walked quickly to the Nuanyu couch: "Brother, I'm here to pick you up."

Zhen Rong is dead, Zhen Rong called Zhen Ming no longer called "big brother", and simply said "senior brother", light and neat.

Zhen Ming sat up with his sword in his arms, put his hand on Zhen Rong's arm, stood up with his strength, and left the warm jade couch. The pain was as sharp as a knife, and he moved a few steps.

Zhen Rong noticed that he was moving slowly, with a dignified look on her face, she pinched Zhen Ming's pulse with her backhand, and was so startled by the chaotic and violent spiritual energy in her meridians that she couldn't speak.

"Nothing." Zhen Ming brushed Zhen Rong's hand away, and hid his wrist in his wide sleeve, "Let's go."

The shouts of killing and killing could be heard outside the alchemy room, Tan Changxing's face sank like water, and he stabilized the direction of the spiritual energy. It was the last step, and he flipped his palms——

Formation, open the furnace.

When the furnace cover was lifted, a yellow Zhuanjing pill stood in the furnace, and when it encountered the cold air, it fell apart.

Tan Changxing frowned, failing.

He stood up, opened the door, and happened to see Zhen Rong flying across the sky with Zhen Ming. Zhen Ming suffered serious internal injuries and could not use his spiritual energy. frown.He flung his sleeves into the air, took a few ups and downs, caught up with Zhen Rong, and stopped in front of them.

"Where are you going with my people?" Tan Changxing said indifferently, his eyes could not help but linger on Zhen Ming's body. With cold sweat on his forehead and hands hidden in his sleeves, his complexion was dark.

"Shameless demon cultivator, treacherous and cunning, lurking in Jianmen for forty years, don't you just want to destroy my senior brother?" The sunset sword behind Zhenrong turned into thousands of red lights, aiming at Tan Changxing, "Now my senior brother The demons have entered the body, and the way of the sword is gone, since you have already achieved what you want, why do you have to chase after me and fight fiercely, and you must see my senior brother die in front of you to be reconciled?"

Tan Changxing's expression was cold, and he kept staring at Zhen Ming.

Sure enough, after Zhen Rong finished speaking, Zhen Ming's face was as pale as paper, his dark eyes were like dry wells, and he stared blankly at an unknown corner.

"Zhen Ming has become a Taoist partner with me." Tan Changxing said, he took a few steps forward indifferently, grabbed Zhen Ming's wrist, felt a slight tremor, he moved closer to Zhen Ming, "come back with me. "

"You!" Zhen Rong was furious in her heart, but she didn't dare to act rashly. She was at the peak of Nascent Soul, and Tan Changxing was at the early stage of transformation. There was a big gap between the two, and she had no chance of winning.

Zhenming's eyes focused, and he moved his wrist. He coughed lightly. It was the first time he called Tan Changxing's name after leaving the island: "Changxing." One word, "I'm in pain."

He said he was in pain.

The ruthless sword, a rookie in the dignified sword sect, and the seven-star Longyuan sword look down on the world, kill decisively, and become stronger when encountering the strong. Such a person is like a pine like a bamboo, with a proud bone standing up to the sky, but in front of Tan Changxing, he only promises to admit it He hurts.

Zhen Rong's eyes turned red immediately, she slapped Tan Changxing's hand away, a white rainbow pierced the sun, and ten thousand swords shot together.

Tan Changxing didn't hide, and let the sword lights that were not fatal to him knock him ten miles away.Zhen Rong carefully took Zhen Ming away from Dongyejiao.

Along the way, smoothly and smoothly, no one stopped.

When approaching Jianmen, Zhen Ming stopped Zhen Rong: "Xiao Rong, I won't go back."

"Ah?" Zhen Rong stopped on his way, parked the carriage pulled by four cranes in the air, and stuffed the expensive spiritual fruit into Zhen Ming's hand, "Where are you going, brother?"

Zhen Ming held the fruit overflowing with spiritual energy and said, "I want to go back to Qianchen Island."

Zhen Rong couldn't bear Zhen Ming's tone. When did her senior brother ever humiliate her like this? She said, "Of course..." Kankan stopped the car, and said hesitantly, "I heard that Qianchen Island is very evil. , Those who enter the island will forget their journey to immortality, their bone age will restart, they will live, grow old, get sick and die, and will not enter reincarnation."

Zhen Ming was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were firm: "I want to go back."

"But..." Zhen Rong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhen Ming: "Now I don't have the way of swordsmanship, and the spiritual energy in my meridians is rioting, and I will fall into the mortal world in a few days. I will also be a useless person when I go back."

"Of course you are not a useless person!" Zhen Rong argued, "There must be treasures from heaven and earth, rare medicines that can cure you, and when I arrive at the sect, I will draw up a letter of worship to the famous sects..."

"Xiao Rong." Zhen Ming raised his head, his voice was flat and could not be questioned, "I want to go back to Qianchen Island."

"My lord!" Liu Qian helped Tan Changxing, who was in a state of embarrassment, "I'm going to chase those..."

"Don't go." Tan Changxing brushed off the dust on his body, and stroked his throbbing heart, "There's no need to chase."

Liu Qian's expression was confused, and he replied, "Yes."

Tan Changxing said: "Distribute treasure posts widely, and collect sutra turning pills and their materials that have been refined within two years." Freshly baked sutra turning pills are the most effective.

"Yes." Liu Qian replied.

Tan Changxing didn't dare to recall what Zhenming said when he left, he said he was in pain.

Those absurd remarks that never failed him were trampled to pieces on the first day out of the island.

Zhen Ming's injuries were all caused by him.

Even love, as far as Zhenming is concerned, is a poison that cannot be avoided.

Tan Changxing, who has always been cunning and vicious, finally feels what it means to be in a dilemma and is helpless.

Zhen Rong turned around and headed towards Nanyang.

"I know there is a magic weapon called the Chain of Memory, every month, I will go to the island to see you." Zhen Rong said, she turned her head and frowned, full of worry, "Brother, you have to be well. "

Zhen Ming raised his hand, pressed his fingertips between Zhen Rong's eyebrows, and smoothed the raised mountain peaks: "If you always frown, it won't be pretty."

A rare joke made Zhen Rong want to cry, her nose was sore, she tried hard to swallow the tears, trying to find some light topics: "Senior brother, how did you spend the six months in Qianchen Island?"

"I have a lot of friends." Mentioning Qianchen Island, Zhenming's mood became clearer, "Snow Tiger with Fire Eyes, Weaver Lady of Liuli, Fox of the Deer God, when we get to the island, I'll bring you some brocade of glass."

"Then what do you eat?" Zhen Rong asked curiously.

"Grey Pika was caught and raised by the Deer God Fox." Zhenming said, wondering how the little tiger was doing, and whether he had quarreled with the big tiger again. "There are rain pavilions and slate houses on the top of the mountain. The basic Life is okay."

"Brother...will you forget me?" Zhen Rong asked in a low voice.

Zhen Ming was stunned for a moment, then Wen Yan comforted him, "I'm looking forward to meeting Xiao Rong again."

Zhen Rong lifted the curtain of the car and saw that the outline of Qianchen Island in the distance became clearer and clearer. She turned around and gave Zhen Ming a gentle hug: "Senior brother, see you on the island."

"Okay." Zhen Ming patted Zhen Rong's back, as if comforting a child, "See you on the island."