Heavenly practice

Shen Zhuo said it beautifully, but in fact he just wanted the book to continue according to his own wishes. No one can guarantee that the plot will change, but Shen Zhuo doesn't want to lose to Chang Ming.

Looking down and seeing the immature protagonist looking at him in shock, Shen Zhuo felt a little guilt in his heart.

"Miss Feiyue hasn't come for a long time, there may be some accidents."

Shen Zhuo half-kneeled on the crane's back, touched Danhe's neck, "Your Excellency Danhe, can you please go and have a look?"

The red crane let out a low cry, and actually listened to his words and flew towards Ning Feiyue's direction.

The wind blows up Shen Zhuo's moon white robe, Long Xiang looks at his figure standing facing the wind, in a trance, he sees the long hair behind him, which is blown to the front by the wind, covering his sight.

Long Xiang subconsciously stretched out his hand and waved it away, but he didn't touch anything. When he looked over again, Shen Zhuo still had the weird short hair in front of him. The scene just now was like a phantom.

As soon as Danhe flew to Hengyang City with the two of them, Xue Junmi's voice sounded, "Who told you to come here? Get away... Where is Feiyue?!"

Xue Junmi saw that Ning Feiyue was not on Danhe's body at a glance, his expression changed immediately, Yu Jian quickly appeared in front of the two of them, "Where's Feiyue?"

"Fei Yue is too enthusiastic. Seeing that my elder nephew is sad, she flew down to get a thought without saying a word."

Shen Zhuo didn't forget to add, "I can't even stop it."

Xue Junmi knew what kind of character she was, Junior Sister Ning, so Yu Jian flew to the east and shouted, "Master! Feiyue is in the city!"

Shen Zhuo patted Danhe and said with a smile, "Brother He, do you know where Feiyue is?"

The red crane shook its head and flapped its wings to descend.

Long Xiang was startled, he wanted to get up but lost his balance due to Dan He's movement, and knelt down on the crane's back.

The wind whistled in the ears, and the two of them landed quickly. Seeing that they were about to fall into the fire under their feet, Long Xiang looked at Shen Zhuo in horror, "What are you going to do?"

"Go to Miss Feiyue."

Shen Zhuo turned back and smiled at him, "Don't worry, stay with me, I won't let you die."

Long Xiang's eyes were slightly cold, there were too many secrets hidden in this man.

When it was three feet close to the flame, the red crane stopped going down, and glanced at Shen Zhuo with its long and narrow eyes, indicating that it could not get close.

"It's okay, brother Xie He."

Shen Zhuo patted its slender neck, looked at the ground and frowned, "Tsk, it's a bit tall..."

Long Xiang walked over, put his arms around his waist, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up."

Shen Zhuo immediately understood what he meant, grabbed his belt, and said with a smile, "Thank you, nephew."

Long Xiang kept a straight face and didn't speak, he jumped off the red crane with his arms around his waist, and even found a place where there was no flames, the place was so narrow that only one person could stand, Long Xiang hugged his waist when he fell With a tight hand, he put his feet on the back of his feet.

Shen Zhuo was startled, looked up at him and smiled, "I thought you didn't really believe me."

Long Xiang looked indifferent, "You are a member of the Destiny Clan, I can only know more if I save you."

Shen Zhuo hooked the corner of his mouth, pushed him away with one hand, and stepped into the flames. Long Xiang was startled, and quickly reached out to grab him, but was shocked by the scene in front of him in the next second.

The young man walked slowly along the flames, just like when they met for the first time, he seemed completely unaware of the raging flames around him.

"Why, afraid?"

Shen Zhuo looked back at him, "Don't worry, this fire won't hurt you."

Long Xiang probably understood something, stepped on a ray of flames, the soil under his feet was hardened by the fire, but shattered into powder as soon as he stepped on it, and sank a few inches with every step.

After three days and three nights, the houses and streets had already been burnt down, and now only the ground under their feet was left, and the red flames around them were all pitch black.

Long Xiang walked slowly on the street step by step, and the flames he passed did not feel burning at all, but there was a sense of desolation in his heart.

Everything is gone, including the land in front of him, his home for 18 years.

"Miss Feiyue—"

Shen Zhuo clasped his hands and yelled loudly towards the land in front of him. Although the Dragon Mansion in front of him had been burned up, the flames in the sky still blurred his vision.

A white light flashed above his head, and Xue Junmi's voice came, "What are you doing!"

Long Xiang ignored him, and directly jumped into the sea of ​​flames to find someone. Shen Zhuo raised his head and looked at Xue Junmi above his head. He was not worried about what Xue Junmi would see at this distance. The flame of Lingyu can burn his eyes.

Although it was originally set to be a bold and fearless girl, Shen Zhuo still admires Ning Feiyue.

Huang Lingyu's flame is a part of himself to Long Xiang, at least Huang Lingyu will not let her flame hurt her host before she recovers, so it didn't take long for his lovely protagonist to come back with Ning Feiyue in her arms .

As he expected, Ning Feiyue was injured, and seriously.

The moment Long Xiang walked out of Hengyang City with Ning Feiyue in his arms, a set of huge silver nets above his head covered the entire Hengyang City, and the next moment the sea of ​​flames disappeared like this.

Shen Zhuo watched with emotion, this is only the ability of Nascent Soul cultivator, when will the protagonist catch up with Chang Ming.

Behind him, Xue Junmi also saw Ning Feiyue in Long Xiang's arms, and was shocked to see her arm turned into dead wood.

Long Xiang didn't speak, feeling guilty in his heart.

"How's Feiyue?"

A young man wearing a white waist with a purple ribbon on his head fell in front of several people. The young man was only 25 or [-] years old, about the same age as Shen Zhuo. He had a very beautiful face with an indistinguishable male and female, and his long hair was not tied. scattered on the shoulders.

"Master!"

The young man's originally lazy voice changed instantly when he saw Ning Feiyue lying on the ground. He stepped forward quickly, and looked at Danning Feiyue's right arm that had been burned to the bone.

"What's the matter?" he asked sharply.

"senior……"

"you shut up!"

Long Xiang was about to speak, but was scolded back by the young man. The young man looked at Xue Junmi, "Didn't Feiyue have a Chanmi Luoyi? Why is it still hurt?"

Xue Junmi pursed his lips tightly, "It's all my disciple's fault, my disciple didn't take a good view of Junior Sister Feiyue."

"you……"

The young man suddenly paused, his eyes fell on Ning Feiyue's right arm, and he said in surprise, "This is the fire of Nirvana!"

"Master, you mean... this is the fire of Nirvana from the Phoenix Clan?" Xue Junmi frowned, and looked up at Long Xiang.

Long Xiang's eyes froze, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

The young man immediately noticed his movement, his eyes flashed, and he appeared in front of Long Xiang in an instant, grabbed his wrist, and before Long Xiang could struggle, he laughed loudly, "Sure enough!"

Xue Junmi was surprised, "How?"

"Fei Yue's arm is saved."

The young man looked at Long Xiang, with a malicious smile on his face, "Boy, since this fire started because of you, you should also save my nephew, am I right?"

Long Xiang was about to agree, but was stopped by someone.

"The immortal is not euphemistic in what he said."

Shen Zhuo stepped forward to salute the young man, and said politely, "I just heard from this senior brother that this fire is the fire of Nirvana of the Phoenix clan. My eldest nephew is a mortal, so where does the fire of Nirvana come from? Now Hengyang The city was burned, his relatives left, he was homeless and had no relatives, isn't he the biggest victim?"

The young man glanced at him, frowned and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm Long Xiang's uncle. You seek justice for your nephew, and I want justice for your nephew too."

The young man sternly said, "Why are you seeking justice from me?"

Shen Zhuo smiled and said slowly, "The city of Hengyang belongs to Qingzhou, and Qingzhou belongs to Qinyang Mountain. The imperial court also donated money to Qinyang Mountain and offered incense. The head of your Tianmen Sect also promised I will protect the people of Qingzhou, let alone my nephew, even Hengyang City has been destroyed, do you want to accept the responsibility for suppressing Tianmen?"

The young man showed a dazed expression, "...how are you doing?"

"Without him."

Shen Zhuo gave way to Long Xiang who was behind him, and said with a smile, "I just want the Immortal Chief to accept him as his apprentice."