Xian Ao

The two people, one man and one woman, the man drives a blue-eyed golden eagle, and the woman drives a red-crowned crane.

The blue-eyed golden eagle is twenty feet long, with golden wings, golden feathers, blue eyes, and golden fangs. It is extremely majestic. The blue eyes give people a strange feeling, proud, brave, and make people like it indescribably.

The red-crowned crane has long legs, a thin neck, and a wingspan of ten feet. It is extremely majestic, with a bright red head. Its wings are spread out, raising a group of storms. Its long legs and claws are like steel hooks that can penetrate gold and iron.

Sitting on the two people on this spiritual bird, on the golden eagle, is a Confucian Yuanying Zhenjun, wearing a green Confucian shirt, a square gentleman hat, a dignified face, square eyes, and a righteous spirit.

He is silent, and the whole person gives people a sense of stability. There are four slender black beards, two above and two below the lips, which look majestic and calm. This person looks like a well-educated scholar, rigorous and dignified, with a very obvious meticulous temperament.

When you look at this person, you can see the aura on him at a glance. He is upright and upright, and he has a sense of calmness and peace of mind. With such an expression, he must be a disciple of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect.

The female monk riding a white crane over there, wearing a colorful crown of light, her hair tied around her shoulders, her eyebrows curved and her eyes bright, her eyes are as green as the sea, her nose is straight and her lips are red, her skin is bright, as if she was covered with a layer of light powder, she is extremely beautiful.

She is wearing a glass robe made of shiny glass crystals, and under her waist is a dazzling white jade sheath sword.

On this crane, at a glance, you can only see the jade sheath sword, as if the sword is the person, and this person is just a match for the sword.

This female cultivator stood in the air, and Yu Zecheng felt the five elements, yin, yang, wind, fire, thunder, lightning and other twelve elements of true essence in the surrounding heaven and earth, gathering towards her. These true essences seemed to have souls and were particularly fond of her.

This person, this sword, this aura, must be the Yuanying Zhenjun of the Hunyuan Sword Sect.

The three looked at each other, and Yu Zecheng clasped his fists and said:

"Hello, fellow Taoists. I am Yu Zecheng from Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I am indeed a traveler to the Great Leiyin Temple."

After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled. The scholar among them said:

"Okay, with the addition of True Lord Miedu, things will be easier. I am from Haoran Zhengqi Sect.

Fellow Taoist Miedu, you have done something very unkind. My junior brother Ningjing's two little darlings want to see you whenever they have nothing to do. They went to Xuanyuan Sword Sect several times, but unfortunately you were either out or in seclusion, so they never had the chance to meet. I miss them so much.

They are still surnamed Yu now. You must come to my Haoran Zhengqi Sect to meet them one day."

Yu Zecheng immediately knew who this Great Wei True Lord was talking about. It was the twin sisters he saved that year, Yu Nianci and Yu Nianyan. They had looked for him, but he was in the Three Thousand Worlds during those years, so where could he see them?

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but think of the two little girls, and his heart warmed. They were much stronger than that Anina, who spoke nicely and called master and master happily. After joining Xuanyuan Sword Sect, she disappeared.

This Mr. Fang Zheng is a famous cultivator in the world, a Yuanying Zhenjun of the same level as the Five Ancestors of Xuanyuan, who has been awe-inspiring for more than a thousand years. Yu Zecheng has heard of this person's nickname before.

Yu Zecheng hurriedly said:

"Hello, Mr. Fang Zheng. After today's business, Zecheng will go to Haoran Sect to pay a visit to Mr. Ningjing."

Then Yu Zecheng glanced at the female cultivator of Hunyuan Sword Sect, and the Yuanying Zhenjun smiled and said:

"I am Xuan Ye of Hunyuan Sword Sect, and I am Yu Zecheng, the Zhenjun of Mie Du. I have also heard of it from time to time. Wuji is my disciple, and he often mentions you."

After saying this, Yu Zecheng knew that this woman was the master of Luo Wuji of Hunyuan Sword Sect, who had met him in Dan Sect back then, and the master of Xixin Zhenren, and the master of Xu Xiaoya.

This person is also a veteran cultivator, but she is still a generation weaker than Fang Zheng. However, this person is also a cultivator of the same generation as his master's master.

Luo Wuji, Xin Chunfeng, Ji Yinjiao, and Hong Ling were all good friends that he made in Danzong. He didn't expect that he would start to make friends with their masters and rank them according to their seniority.

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but smile and hurriedly clasped his fists and said:

"So it's Daoist Fellow Xuan Ye, sorry for the rudeness."

Everyone is a Yuanying Zhenjun. Now Yu Zecheng is talking about the same generation, calling Daoist Fellow, without the intention of ranking according to the relationship with Zhenren Wuji. Zhenjun Fangzheng and Zhenjun Xuanye didn't feel any surprise at all. This Yu Zecheng's honorific title is Zhenjun Miedu, which can be compared with themselves.

This is the rule of the world of immortal cultivation. Except for the direct master-disciple relationship, which will not change with the increase of cultivation, the general acquaintance relationship will change with the change of cultivation realm, but there are exceptions. It mainly depends on the relationship between each other. Everyone has their own relationship.

The three of them flew side by side, driving three immortal birds and flying far away. Cranes, Kunpeng, and golden eagles soared in the sky, some were mighty, some were majestic, and some were handsome, each with its own merits.

Fang Zheng Zhenjun led the way and took Yu Zecheng to the Xiji Leiyin Temple. While flying, he said:

"Junior Brother Mie Du, this is Kunpeng, I didn't expect that there is such a mythical beast in the wilderness. I am really envious."

Yu Zecheng was stunned and didn't understand what Mr. Fang Zheng said. Xuan Ye said:

"Yes, it's really a divine beast, so beautiful. This time, I won't leave the wilderness until I find Kunpeng."

Yu Zecheng said doubtfully:

"Two fellow Taoists, you have misunderstood. My Kunpeng was not found in some wilderness. In fact, it was..."

Yu Zecheng was really embarrassed to explain it. At this moment, the vitality of the sky changed, as if yin suddenly changed into yang, yin destroyed and yang emerged, yin and yang changed into each other. At this moment, all the energy was chaotic, dancing up and down, and everything hung upside down. Then there was a roar.

This roar was thunder, extremely terrifying thunder. The sound of thunder curled into the void, and spread in all directions.

All vitality in the sky and on the earth, whether it is floating between heaven and earth, or hidden deep in the earth, is the energy of the body, and all responds slightly to the thunder.

The various responses may be extremely subtle, but the scale of billions of people gathered together is enough to change the color of the world. This sound is accompanied by the sound of thunder, and the combination of the two is extremely terrifying.

Yu Zecheng felt a thud all over his body. As the thunder vibrated, he felt as if his bones were shattered by the shock. With a slight movement, there was a rattling sound and jumping up and down, and suddenly the sky was dark and the earth was dark. I couldn't help but feel like vomiting.

At this difficult moment, a light came from the left, and most of the uncomfortable feeling immediately dissipated. Yu Zecheng's luck returned and he immediately returned to normal.

What a terrible thunder sound. This is the yin pole producing yang. The sound of thunder from the sky is unpredictable.

There is a lamp in Mr. Fangzheng's hand. This lamp emits light. It is this light that saves Yu Zecheng and blocks the sound of thunder.

He frowned at Yu Zecheng and said:

"Be careful, this is thunder generated by the yin and yang, also called the sound of bone-shattering thunder. The monks who encounter this thunder will have more profound physical training, and the greater the impact will be.

It seems that you are really not the Kunpeng caught in the wilderness, so what are you doing here at Leiyin Temple? "

Yu Zecheng said:

"This is the so-called thunder sound. It's really dangerous. Thank you Mr. Fangzheng for your help. It's so scary.

I went to Leiyin Temple to ask Master Yuan Chen to save me from gods and demons. "

When Mr. Fangzheng heard this, he frowned and said:

"Master Yuan Chen can save gods and demons, that's absolutely no problem, but destroying junior brother..."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Mr. Fangzheng, don't call me to destroy you, just call me and it will come true."

Mr. Fangzheng smiled and said:

"Okay, if I call you, I will become a virtuous brother. Then you can just call me Senior Brother Fangzheng."

The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling a sense of sympathy for each other.

Xuan Ye on the side said:

"Junior Brother Zecheng, you have chosen the wrong time. Every two hundred years at this time, Master Yuan Chen has an enemy and will come here to seek revenge.

Master Yuan Chen did not want to be an enemy of this enemy, but he was compassionate and did not want to hurt him. So he hid, but the enemy's ghost lingered and kept him entangled.

So Zen Master Sanran, a disciple of Master Yuanchen, invited fellow Taoists to help each other. We both came to help, three times in a row, six hundred years ago. "

Yu Zecheng was stunned and said:

"What kind of enemy is so powerful that they have been entangled for six hundred years?"

Fang Zheng said:

"It is said to be Master Yuanchen's housework. This person is also Huixu Zhenyi. However, on this floating island, the way of heaven is chaotic and the magic circle is broken. There is no difference between Huixu Zhenyi and Yuanying Zhenyi.

This person is quite upright. As long as he is blocked by someone in six hundred years, he will leave this place immediately without bothering him and come back again in two hundred years.

We are all here at the invitation of Zen Master Sanran, a disciple of Master Yuanchen. Once the matter is over, Daleiyin Temple will open the passage to the wilderness. We can go here to capture spiritual birds and beasts for our own vehicles. You see Our two golden eagles and cranes were both caught in that outer territory. "

Just as they were talking, there was another thunder. This thunder was hard and soft at the same time. The sound of thunder was infinite, and it roared and shattered everything.

Amid the thunder, Mr. Fangzheng lit a lamp, and in the light, the thunder dissipated.

The sword in Xuan Ye's hand glowed slightly, and all the thunder sounds could not gather around her.

The two of them looked at Yu Zecheng intentionally or unintentionally. Yu Zecheng almost made a fool of himself in that thunder just now, but during this thunder, Yu Zecheng talked and laughed calmly, as if the thunder had not happened. He was in this thunder. He is so contented and contented, he is like a handsome young man.

Fang Zheng and Xuan Ye looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help but nodded. What a master of the True Lord of Annihilation. His thunder disappeared without even using his magic.

Yu Zecheng smiled slightly, and the Thousand Thunder Dharma Eye on his forehead opened slightly. All the thunder sounds dissipated and were absorbed into the Dharma Eye. With this Dharma Eye, any thunder sound was meaningless to him.