Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng and others walked with their swords and flew all the way to the center of the stone platform. They arranged the positions for the major disciples. From a distance, they could see the four words "Xuanyuan Sword Sect" flashing on the stone platform. This word flashes continuously for more than ten breaths, and then changes to the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and then changes to other sects, so that all the sects in an area are displayed.

In fact, this display has a meaning. Just like Yu Zecheng coming here, it also represents the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. In this way, to outsiders, countless people from the conference here came to support them. Even the Xuanyuan Sword Sect came, but they did not I don’t know how many people came. Danzong took advantage of this to build up his momentum and gain a good reputation.

Yu Zecheng flew over with his sword and flew to that area, which was under the main platform in the center of the stone platform. At a glance, he could see all the activities taking place on the central stone platform. This is the best location among doorsteps.

Yu Zecheng nodded, thinking that this was okay. If the position was not good, although he could throw this person away, that was absolutely not possible for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect that he represented now. This involved the dignity of the sect, and he must not neglect it. .

Yu Zecheng landed here. In addition to the five major sword sects, there were also Miaohua Sect, Fangcun Sect, Tongxuan Tianji Valley and others who came to visit. Many of these comers were allies of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but everyone who came here was... Yu Zecheng knew few of them.

On this occasion, the two true masters of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect came here. Hong Ling returned to her previous cold feeling, and she could no longer continue talking to her. Bai Su had an indescribable feeling with Yu Zecheng. I no longer treat Yu Zecheng like before. Just like this, Yu Zecheng is sitting here, doing nothing and feeling lonely.

Just when he was bored, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind:

"Yu Zecheng? Yu Zecheng, is that you?"

Yu Zecheng looked back and saw an old man looking at Yu Zecheng in the area on the other side. The old man was short and bald. He was carrying a huge turtle shell-like shield behind him. He looked kind of... It feels weird, like a turtle walking upright.

Yu Zecheng took a closer look and saw that it was the True Lord of Qidun Sect's Guizang, the True Lord of Nascent Soul whom he met last time at Jiyuan Yunxia Sect. This old man has no majesty like the True Lord Nascent Soul. For any major event in the world of immortality, their sect will definitely send him to participate in various grand gatherings.

One of the Qi Shield Sects, they are good at defense. They are known as the iron wall and the copper wall. The strong shield will never be broken. They are jokingly called the indestructible bastard shell in the immortal world. They, the Holy Armor Sect, and the Rakshasa Vajra Sect are all famous in the world of immortality for their defense. The strongest thing about this sect is not its invincible defense, but its timid mentality that puts it first in everything.

Yu Zecheng immediately walked over quickly, saluted the old man respectfully, and said:

"Meet Master Guizang."

The old man laughed and said:

"It's really you, Yu Zecheng. We saw each other again after we said goodbye, and you've already formed a golden elixir. You've entered the country so quickly, I'm gratified."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, you are still strong and strong, and your spirit is very gratifying."

The two of them laughed, and Lord Kamezo said:

"Come on, come and watch the fun here, and let's talk. How is your master doing now?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"My master has begun to transform into an infant and has been in seclusion for several years."

Lord Kamezo said:

"Nan Tian is a good boy. I hope he can become a Nascent Soul."

The two sat down, and then a foundation-building monk on the side suddenly said:

"Master Yu, do you still know me?"

Yu Zecheng took a look and saw that it was Jiang Zimu whom he had met once before. Yu Zecheng cupped his hands and said:

"This is Brother Zimu. I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?"

Jiang Zimu smiled and said to the several foundation-building monks next to him:

"Look, I said that Yu Zecheng would not become a real Jin Dan and would not have friends anymore. You lost. Look, this is my friend Yu Zecheng."

Then he smiled at Yu Zecheng and said:

"I said you were my friend before, but they didn't believe me. Just now we made a bet, and they said you definitely don't know me."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Ze Cheng is a person who has forgotten his roots. Once he is a friend, he will always be a friend."

Just like this, everyone sat together and started chatting. Unintentionally, Yu Zecheng could always feel that someone seemed to be watching him silently. He looked back and saw a stone table not far from Qidun Sect. On that stone table There were two people, a man and a woman, beside him. The woman was always looking at him silently.

The man and woman didn't know that they were disciples from that family. They were the only two here. Yu Zecheng felt familiar when he saw them. He must have seen these two people there.

The woman's hands are like catkins, her skin is like gelatin, her collar is like a caterpillar, her teeth are like a gourd rhinoceros, and her head is like a moth's eyebrows. The man was handsome and handsome, but Yu Zecheng completely ignored him and didn't even look at his appearance.

Both of them have golden elixir visions. The woman is the continuous development of flowers, and the man is the change of space, the mountains are turning into plains, and the heaven and earth are changing.

Yu Zecheng stood up involuntarily, walked over, bowed to the two of them, and said:

"I'm so polite to Yu Zecheng of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I wonder what you two should be called?"

The man smiled and said:

"We met once in Huadu. The blood demon was rampant, and you and I both escaped with our lives in his hands."

He deflected the question with just one sentence, not wanting to answer Yu Zecheng's question. But Yu Zecheng didn't care about him, he just stared at the woman. This woman felt familiar to him, absolutely familiar. He must have seen her there.

The woman couldn't help but lower her head when Yu Zecheng looked at her. The man seemed a little dissatisfied and groaned. The woman said:

"My name is Luo Jingchu."

The man shouted in surprise:

"Jingchu, you actually told him your real name. Are you crazy?"

Luo Jingchu frowned and said:

"Uncle, please don't interfere with my affairs."

Yu Zecheng was delighted when he heard this and said:

"It turns out that this eldest brother is an uncle. We are destined to meet each other. I am here to beg for mercy."

After saying that, I moved to the side of the stone table, and then said to Luo Jingchu:

"Excuse me, have we met there? I don't know why I feel a sense of fate when I see you? We must have met there."

Na Luo Jingchu said:

"We met in Huadu. You didn't pay attention to me at that time."

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"No, I will definitely remember you when I see you. There was a catastrophe in Huadu. Many comrades died that time."

Luo Jingchu said:

"Yes, Jindan has been banished countless times. Every time I think about it, I feel a creepy feeling. This person can die so easily. It doesn't matter if he has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years. He has infinite magic power and can turn back time. , it is still difficult to escape death when encountering disaster.”

Yu Zecheng said:

"Yes, life is like this, but we must continue to cultivate immortality. The road under our feet is bumpy and bumpy. Only hard work can lead to success. The harder it is, the more we cannot give up."

The two of them started chatting, and they became more and more like each other. The man on the side looked at them with a strange look and said:

"This woman is troublesome. It seems that we have to prepare in advance and replace her again. The next one will be the fifth generation, alas."