past

The days passed slowly, and it was two years in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Rong Wei returned to Jianmen angrily, and raised his hand to envelop the seven mountains of Jianmen with an isolation formation.

Zhen Rong followed Rong Wei wonderingly: "Master... what happened?"

"Li Huairen, you old man!" Rong Wei yelled angrily, "A sutra-turning pill was released in two years, and he actually used it for someone else. Why did you say that Chen Ming is young, so he can wait a few more years, fart!" The saber in the room buzzed, "Zhen Ming is 22 years old this year, who knows if he can produce a sutra-turning pill after another two years, he thinks I'm a fool?!"

"For others?" Zhen Rong frowned, "Which senior is it?"

"Why are seniors not seniors?" Rong Wei took a sip of tea to calm down, "Isn't that little bastard from Changwenshan!"

Chang Wenzong, Faxiu gathers famous families, the only son of the patriarch Yao Hua, Yao Weiqian, is arrogant and domineering. 200 years ago, he fought with others in the early stage of Jindan and forced people to explode. He was seriously injured and unconscious. Yao Hua spent a lot of effort to save Yao Weigan. When I came back, my Taoism was damaged and it was difficult to rebuild it.Yao Hua heard that Zhuanjing Pills can mend serious injuries and save immortality, so he hurriedly asked Shang Qizong to take away Li Huairen's just-released Zhuanjing Pills.

It has been 200 years, and Yao Weigan's situation is not good. He only has five years to live.When Rong Wei heard about it, he immediately went to Shang Qizong to intercept him, but he failed to stop Yao Hua, who was running fast, and quarreled with Li Huairen.After Li Huairen chased him out, Rong Wei sealed the entrance of Jianmen Gate and blocked Li Huairen from the sect gate.

"What's there to save that little bastard? Forcing someone to blow himself up for an emerald object, this kind of person should die early!" Rong Wei slapped the table loudly, "If Li Huairen doesn't give me an explanation, I have to dismantle it." His Shangqi Sect!"

Zhen Rong's heart palpitated when he heard this, Rong Wei is the most stable and gentle among the eight sword cultivators of Jianmen's Rong family, if this matter gets to the ears of Rong Hao and Rong Shan, the Shang Qi Sect will be demolished today Eight scattered.

Rong Wei got angry on this side, while Li Huairen on the other side stood dejectedly in front of the Jianmen sect, thinking about his past.

"...Senior, how are you?" The Jianmen disciple who came back from the outside looked up at the thick isolation barrier in wonder, "What happened?"

"Hello." Li Huairen smiled awkwardly, "I'm Li Huairen, Shang Qizong."

"Sect Master Li!" The Jianmen disciple was startled, and bowed his hands in salute, "When you are below, the Jianmen Fangzi generation."

"I had some conflicts with your suzerain." Li Huairen took out a bottle of elixir, "I didn't prepare a meeting gift in a hurry, so take this bottle of raw bone pills."

Fang Shi took the raw bone pill: "Thank you, senior, I have a piece of Zongmen jade pendant here, I can take you in."

"That's really great." Li Huairen heaved a sigh of relief, and followed Fang Shi into the sword gate.

Rong Wei's isolation formation was not really an isolation, it was just to show his angry attitude, otherwise how could Li Huairen be able to find any Jianmen disciple to get in.

Rong Wei swept his mind and knew that Li Huairen had come in, snorted coldly, withdrew the formation, and asked Zhen Rong, "Are you going to see Zhenming in a few days?"

"Yes." Zhen Rong replied cautiously, for fear of offending Rong Wei.

"Okay." Rong Wei laughed twice, with unclear meaning, "Then as a teacher, I will give you a good fortune from Shang Qizong, and you will send it to Zhenming when the time comes."

"Okay." Zhen Rong nodded.

East night religion.

Two years and fourteen batches of turning sutra pills, none of them succeeded, Tan Changxing rubbed his forehead, staring at the pill furnace in front of him, wondering if his luck was really that bad.

Tan Changxing made up his mind, the country was broken at the age of 16, his master was killed at the age of 22, and he became obsessed with the idea, and at the age of more than 800, he was on a deserted island with his enemies and entrusted him with life. Well, his luck is really so bad.

Counting the remaining materials, it was enough for one furnace, Tan Changxing poured the remaining materials into the alchemy furnace.He seems to have forgotten that he is a demon cultivator, not a alchemy cultivator. Zhuanjing pills are such a difficult thing to make, and it took two years for Li Huairen to produce one. A layman like him might not be able to make it until he is old. .

The so-called change of fate against the sky, Tan Changxing's persistence is almost the same as Wei Ming's dedication to cultivating the ruthless sword.

"My lord, my lord." Liu Qian knocked on the door of the alchemy room and said, "We found the broken page of Qiong Liniang, would you like to see it?"

Tan Changxing's eyes flashed with surprise, and he raised his voice and said, "I'll wait until the furnace is turned on in 49 days."

"Okay." Liu Qian replied.

Li Huairen and Rong Wei have known each other for 3000 years, and Rong Wei pointed at his nose and scolded him countless times because of his generous personality.

"Are you trying to annoy me?" Rong Wei slapped the Wannian pear blossom wooden table with a crack, "Is there anything worth saving that little bastard Yao Weigan?"

Li Huairen stared at the crack on the pear wood table, shaking his eyebrows in distress.

Rong Wei gritted his back molars, and cut off half of Li Huairen's beard with a sword: "Speak!"

"...You don't hit people in the face." Li Huairen stroked his shaved beard and whispered sadly, "Your apprentice is only in his twenties, why worry?"

"Okay, you can do it." Rong Wei's eyes darkened. After 3000 years, he suspected that Li Huairen had gone the wrong way. He obviously had a Buddhist temper, so why did he become a Danxiu? He grabbed the hilt of his sword, "I'm going to Go and cut off the top of Changwen Mountain."

"Hey, hey, don't be impulsive." Li Huairen stopped his friend, "Yao Hua is in the middle of the fusion, you can't beat him."

Zhen Rong, who was listening, wanted to cover Li Huairen's mouth and tell Jianxiu that he couldn't beat him. Isn't this a provocation?Well, with such persuasion, Rong Wei will have to fight if he doesn't.

Rong Wei's unkind eyes fell on Li Huairen: "I can't beat Yao Hua? Then I'll beat you up first."

"Hey, don't slap your face!"

Wei Ming, who was far away in the former dust island of Nanyang, was naturally unaware of the chaos in the cultivation world in the mainland. He took the knife sent by Zhen Rong to peel open the belly of the fish, removed the internal organs, sprinkled them with spices, and hung them under the eaves to dry.Zhen Rong really couldn't bear the sight of the majestic Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword being reduced to a kitchen knife, so he specially gave him a set of knives, which were extremely sharp, and could be used for everything from cutting vegetables to cutting trees.

A yellow-and-white lynx sat at his feet, meowing and revealing its soft belly.The little tiger ran over, pushed the kitten aside, and stared at Wei Ming's busy work with golden green eyes.

Xiao Rong and Tan Changxing haven't seen him for a long time, Wei Ming sighed, a little disappointed, maybe there are many things on Baisha Island and Wei Island.He marinated a lot of dried meat strips, and the antler fox found a five-pointed star-shaped fruit, and the meat marinated with it was delicious and delicious.

No. 15 when the furnace was turned on, Tan Changxing held his breath, and lifted the furnace cover. The familiar yellow sutra pills stood in the center of the furnace, and the air-conditioning entered. It was about time for a cup of tea——

The round pill didn't crack, it stood firmly, it was a success!

Tan Changxing stared blankly at the Zhuanjing Pill in the alchemy furnace, the most difficult pill in the legend, he actually got it out, it was a stroke of luck.

He blinked, and then covered his face with his hands. Does this mean, mean that he can finally make up for his past mistakes, save Zhenming's immortal journey, help him choose a new path, and... can be with Zhenming for a long time? together?

Joy and sadness welled up in his heart at the same time. Tan Changxing squeezed out a monosyllable that seemed to be crying but not crying. The nerves that had been tense after leaving Dust Island suddenly relaxed. The redeemed beast swallows all the bitterness and tears.