Aiming for the Immortal Path

In Su Twelve's sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual consciousness fluctuated and quickly condensed into a small orange sword.

Old Monster Huang works for the Demonic Shadow Palace. From the very beginning, he had murderous intentions and naturally prevented the other party from escaping.

However, before the divine sword light came out, the voice of the scholar with a wonderful pen suddenly came to his ears.

"Fellow Taoist, please give me a helping hand!"

Su Twelve was slightly startled by the sudden sound, and was distracted for a moment. When he tried to take action again, under the shroud of consciousness, there was no trace of Old Monster Huang.

Su Twelve's expression remained unchanged, and he immediately dispersed the divine sword light in the sea of ​​consciousness, and quickly turned to look at Scholar Miaobi.

But at this moment, the Miaobi Scholar was dragging his body with serious injuries, struggling to activate the magic weapon of the brush in his hand.

Peiran's true energy emitted, like a surging wave, pulling on two black wooden nails not far away.

And those two wooden nails were pointing in the direction of Shen Luoyan, who was going through a calamity in the distance.

Su Twelve raised his eyebrows slightly, moved his flying sword again, decisively chopped off the two wooden nails, and put them into his sleeves.

Then his eyes fell on the Miaobi scholar, and he suddenly became confused.

The old monster Huang made a sneak attack, but in his haste and because he was injured, it was impossible to exert too much power.

And he was completely unaware of these two wooden nails.

It's like, appearing out of thin air.

Before Su Twelve could figure out the reason, Miao Bi Shu Chang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What a hateful old man Huang. He is really vicious. He actually secretly left such a back-up move during the previous battle."

"It seems...he really doesn't care about the past relationship at all. He is really hateful!"

"If fellow Taoist hadn't appeared in time today, I'm afraid if we continue to fight, this move would definitely cost An's life."

Scholar Miaobi sighed aloud, but in a few words, he gave a reasonable explanation intentionally or unintentionally.

After saying that, he cupped his hands and thanked Su Twelve, "My wonderful pen, Scholar An

Shang Feng, I would like to thank fellow Taoist! "

The doubts in Su Twelve's heart were still there, but he did not argue with him. He smiled calmly and said, "Young Taoist An are so polite. With my fellow Taoist strength, even if I don't take action, I will be safe!"

"No, it's a lucky thing that An, with his meager skills, has been able to hold on until now. If the fight continues, even if the old monster Huang doesn't spare any backup, he will definitely die in his hands."

"Fellow Daoist, on the other hand, appears here at this moment and is even more helpful. Could it be that... he is also a friend of Daoist Shen?"

Scholar Miaobi waved his hand with a lingering fear on his face, and immediately asked Su Twelve again.

Su Twelve nodded and did not deny it, "Yes! Strictly speaking, Elder Shen is my former senior."

"Senior? If An's guess is correct, Taoist Fellow Daoist must be the same as Fellow Daoist Shen, a member of the Cangshan Yunge Sect in the past?"

"In the past, after the land of Cangshan was occupied by the Demonic Shadow Palace, and after the Yunge Sect was separated, many people met by chance, either as loose cultivators or joining other forces. Nowadays, the person with the most famous reputation is from Yunge Sect. Song Zong, Su Twelve is known as the backbone of the Huanxing Sect.”

"Could it be that... it's fellow Taoist? Huanxing Sect has been threatened by the annihilation of the sect several times, but it's all fellow Taoists who have turned the tide and turned things around at critical moments. Being able to do so can really make casual cultivators like An look up to them..."

Scholar Miaobi looked at Su Twelve and spoke repeatedly, as if asking, as if praising, and better yet, as if seeking confirmation.

Before he could finish speaking, Su Twelve shook his head and waved his hands, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist An misunderstood, I am Han Yu at Luofu Peak, not Su Twelve."

"Han Yu?" Scholar Miaobi was startled when he heard this, and two doubtful glances quickly flashed in his eyes, as if he was analyzing the truth or falsehood of Su Twelve's words.

Su Twelve

He raised his chest and said, "Yes, I will not change my name or surname when I go down, it is Han Yu of Luofu Peak,"

"In the past, in Yunge Sect, Su Twelve was from the same sect as my fellow Taoist said. Strictly speaking, Su Twelve has to be called senior brother."

Su Twelve spoke seriously. He wanted to hide his identity, and naturally it was not just for people in the Shadow Palace.

Except for a few people who know everything, they must be careful to hide it in front of others, whether they are friends or foes.

As he said that, the corners of Su Twelve's mouth raised slightly, and there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

In terms of spiritual root qualifications, Su Twelve is naturally not outstanding, and even calling him average is a compliment.

But in just a few hundred years, he has cultivated to his current level, and he has the capital to be proud of.

Moreover, along the way, he has met countless geniuses.

Although he behaves in a low-key manner on a daily basis, it is not difficult to imitate the arrogance of a genius.

Scholar Miaobi hurriedly cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Su Twelve's senior fellow apprentice Han Daoyou. I took it for granted the next moment and admitted the wrong person. I hope fellow Taoist Han Han will do the same!"

Although there was still some suspicion in his heart, he was a smart man and did not show it.

Before Su Twelve could speak again, he changed the topic and complimented with a smile: "I can't believe that the Yun Ge Sect, which was unknown in the past, not only produced a top powerhouse like Su Twelve who was famous in Mu Yunzhou, but also There are rising stars like Daoyou Han.”

"As far as An knows, there was another elder named Shen Miaoyin in the Huanxing Sect, who also came from the Yunge Sect. In addition, there was also a casual cultivator Zhu Hanwei who was not bad in cultivation and was also a giant monk in the Nascent Soul stage. "

"If you include fellow Taoist Shen Luoyan, there will be five Nascent Soul stage giants appearing in one sect at the same time. It is truly a land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons!"

Su Twelve raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a half-smile, "Oh? Has Junior Brother Zhu also condensed the Nascent Soul?"

? Fellow Taoist is quite familiar with the affairs of the Yunge Sect, but Han has never known about this information! "

Scholar Miaobi smiled coquettishly and hurriedly explained: "Fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand. Mr. An occasionally heard Taoist Friend Shen mention it in casual conversations, so he knows a little bit about it."

"It seems... Elder Shen's relationship with fellow Taoist disciples is really good." Su Twelve nodded with a smile.

Scholar Miaobi smiled and said, "It's just a matter of drinking tea and discussing Taoism. It's an honor for An to get to know fellow Daoist Shen."

I wanted to inquire about the news, but after a few words of exchange, not only could I not confirm anything, but I was repeatedly questioned by the other party.

It was immediately clear that the person in front of him might be arrogant, but he was also very experienced in dealing with the world, and he was by no means as simple as he seemed on the outside.

Knowing that he would make many mistakes if he said too much, Scholar Miaobi looked carelessly and stopped asking any more questions.

Su Twelve did not continue this topic. He looked at Miaobi Scholar with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he rolled his eyes and said again: "Fellow Daoist An is seriously injured. I will help you stabilize your injury first."

After finishing his words, without waiting for the other party to reply, Su Twelve urged his true energy to gather in his palms, and was about to step forward to help him heal his injuries.

Scholar Miaobi's injury seemed serious, and his cultivation was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul stage, but Su Twelve's doubts were never dispelled.

The most important thing is that when facing this scholar with wonderful writing, I feel even more indifferent, and have an indescribable feeling. I always feel that the person in front of me should be far stronger than Old Monster Huang.

Although relying solely on intuition is not enough to explain anything, you have been practicing for so many years and have experienced so many dangerous situations.

Even Su Twelve's intuition was far sharper than that of ordinary monks.

At this moment of close contact, I have more doubts.

There is a vague feeling that there is another mystery to the opponent's injuries and even his cultivation level.