Heavenly practice

Although Xiao Wuya has lived for more than 600 years, he is only 26 or [-] years old, and has an arrogant personality, but he is quite reliable at critical moments, so Shen Zhuo planned to remind him in advance, and it was also for their own sake.

"The secret must not be leaked, but she shouldn't have appeared at this time."

Shen Zhuo sat on the back of the crane, and the wind blew up his light blue robe that he changed into yesterday.

Xiao Wuya was silent for a moment, "Are you really a member of the Destiny Clan?"

"Senior Xiao, let me explain first that after accepting Long Xiang as an apprentice, troubles will follow one after another. I hope you will teach him as soon as possible while protecting him."

Shen Zhuo didn't answer him directly, but asked another question.

"Why don't you teach him yourself?" Xiao Wuya didn't care, "I see that you understand a lot."

"I'm a scholar, so I don't understand those things."

"Shen Zhuo."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to cultivate immortality?"

"Fortunately."

"It's okay... what do you mean?"

Xiao Wuya raised his eyebrows, "Even if you are a Destiny Clan, if you don't practice, your lifespan is only about 200 years. Are you willing to die of old age like that?"

Shen Zhuo had thought about the matter of longevity, obviously he was just a mortal, but he was not worried at all that he would die of old age.

"I always feel that I will not die." Shen Zhuo said thoughtfully.

Xiao Wuya rolled his eyes at him, "You are really shameless."

"It may be an illusion, but I really have this feeling." Shen Zhuo looked serious.

Xiao Wuya looked at the mountains and clouds in the distance, "3000 years ago, even that legendary demigod fell..."

"Nine Songs?"

"You know about this?"

"I've only heard of it."

"This is not something that ordinary people can hear."

"I'm not an ordinary mortal."

Xiao Wuya suddenly lowered his head and said meaningfully, "I have also been to the northern part of Zhongzhou, and the Destiny clansmen have seen one or two of them, I wonder which sect you belong to?"

"Asahi Sect."

"..."

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "The Destiny Clan, Asahi's orthodox lineage, Shen Shi Shen Zhuo, met Senior Xiao."

Xiao Wuya stared at him for a long time, and then said, "So what you said that day is also true?"

that day...

"What are you going to do?" Shen Zhuo smiled, "Half-true, half-false, the destiny cannot be violated, but the monks are going against the sky, do everything humanly, and then obey the destiny."

"Just keep it simple."

"Well...you may not achieve your goal, but what you do is meaningful."

Xiao Wuya fell silent, and let the red crane fly up into the sky, and the two of them gradually penetrated the clouds.

Zhao Yu, who had been paying attention to the two, frowned. Where are they going? "

Long Xiang, who was driving the car, was very calm, "It's okay."

Zhao Yu glanced at him, with a smile in his eyes, "Where is Mr. Long from?"

Long Xiang's eyes trembled slightly, "Hengyang City."

Zhao Yu looked surprised, "Hengyang City! Hengyang City is not..."

The galloping wind made Shen Zhuo's face a little painful, and the air around him felt oppressive as he went up to the sky. Shen Zhuo's brows were burning hot, "Xiao Wuya, what are you doing?"

Xiao Wuya didn't say a word, his long hair trembled violently, and his whole body stabbed towards the sky like a long sword.

Shen Zhuo frowned tightly, Long Xiang was with that Zhao Yu on the ground, Xue Junmi probably wouldn't be useful, but he didn't expect that Xiao Wuya would suddenly get sick.

The world is really changeable, he laughed at himself in his heart.

"Danhe! Go down!" Shen Zhuo shouted in a low voice.

The red crane flapped its wings for a while, and then slowly stopped in mid-air. Shen Zhuo looked down, and could no longer see the carriage on the ground, and even the mountain became a small dot.

For the first time, he felt aggrieved, even Chang Ming, the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him dared to threaten him.

"Xiao Wuya."

Shen Zhuo stood up from the back of the crane, his expression was cold, "Are you venting your anger on me?"

"Tell me everything you know." Xiao Wuya stood opposite him and looked straight at him with indifferent eyes.

"I said that the secrets of the heavens must not be leaked."

"tell me."

The two stood on top of the red crane at a hundred feet high and faced each other, neither of them spoke.

"Ah."

Shen Zhuo sneered, looked at Xiao Wuya's eyes and stared at him, and attacked Xiao Wuya with all the huge spiritual consciousness in his mind. The other party's eyes were shocked, and an unbelievable expression appeared on his pale face in an instant. Then his figure flickered, and he stepped back on the neck of the red crane, and the red crane called out.

"I hope Long Xiang won't know about it."

Shen Zhuo looked a little cold, he became more and more aware of the rules that the strong are respected in this world, especially for the monks who go to heaven and earth, they don't need to care about law, morality, emotion, and the so-called companion relationship , and only when the strength and status of both parties are equal will it arise.

This is the world of "Endless Wonderland", although he is not quite used to it yet.

Xiao Wuya's face was very pale, and even his sharp eyes were somewhat decadent. He stared at Shen Zhuo, "Tell me..."

"..."

Shen Zhuo frowned, he still underestimated the character setting of Xiao Wuya, he was too persistent, both for sword and love.

"There is a way, but I can't tell you for now, you just need to know that I have a way."

"it is good."

Xiao Wuya readily agreed, and said again, "How dare you swear to the Dao of Heaven?"

God... Tao?

"What is the way of heaven?"

"The beginning of all things, the lord of all things, the source of all things, the one who created this world is the way of heaven, do you dare to swear to it?"

Shen Zhuo thought for a while, isn't this what I'm talking about?

When he was about to swear, Xiao Wuya's face suddenly changed, "Danhe go back!"

"what happened?"

"Longxiang has an accident."

Hearing this, Shen Zhuo kicked Xiao Wuya's calf, "Hurry up!"

Xiao Wuya gave him a cold look, "Aren't you amazing?"

Shen Zhuo stopped talking, God knows he is really just a mortal, but his mind is stronger.

There were indeed some problems on the ground. Long Xiang and his carriage were stopped by several people, who directly blocked their way with a ravine.

Shen Zhuo fell silent when he saw the half-foot-wide deep ditch.

"The middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

As Xiao Wuya said, he had already drawn out his sword, but was pulled back by Shen Zhuo.

"Can't we talk amicably first?"

"..."

Xiao Wuya looked at him expressionlessly, "You almost made me a fool just now."

Shen Zhuo pouted innocently.

"To be honest, did you pretend that night?"

"No."

Xiao Wuya was silent, "Is there someone stronger than your spiritual sense?"

"Yes." Shen Zhuo smiled.

At this time, the people on the ground also spotted the two people riding the red crane in the air. Zhao Yu exaggeratedly called for help, looking very scared.

And the few people who suddenly appeared were all dressed in green clothes, with the red bird pattern embroidered on the neckline, and they were all around seventeen or eighteen years old. The leader was about 25 or [-] years old. He was tall and tall, and his long hair was tied with a jade crown. Ruyu, but with a bit of coldness, is the complete opposite type of Xiao Wuya.

The other party raised his eyes and saw Xiao Wuya, his eyes became even colder.

Shen Zhuo asked in a low voice, "Know?"

"Old acquaintances, members of the Xuanyuan Sect, keep a low profile and take the opportunity to escape with them later." Xiao Wuya also said in a low voice.

"..."

Shen Zhuo frowned, "You can't beat him?"

"How is it possible?" Xiao Wuya looked insulted, and then said calmly, "It's just that I was injured."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Yes, he did it.

"Long time no see, Fu Que." Xiao Wuya jumped off the red crane and greeted with a smile.

The other party ignored him, "Hand over the Phoenix Lingyu."

Xiao Wuya's smile faded, and he slowly drew out his sword, "There's nothing to talk about, let's fight."

Shen Zhuo turned around and walked to the carriage, dragging Long Xiang to climb up on Danhe, "Hurry up, your master can't beat him."

"Fu Que fights with Master, and he loses out of ten out of ten. It's unknown." Xue Junmi got off the carriage, followed by a person.

Shen Zhuo was slightly surprised, "Miss Feiyue?"