Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

"..."

The monks were full of surprise and astonishment, not daring to say anything:

"Feng Xianjun, you are so confused! Why do you want to get involved with the remnants of the sword beast that everyone shouts and beats. You are the seed of the immortal, so this is good..."

Someone said with pain and hatred: "You... you do this, can you be worthy of your late master Dongkun Immortal Lord?"

Feng Zhaoming lowered his eyes and said nothing.He exerted all his strength with his arms, trying to lift Bairen from the ground.

But he was seriously injured, he didn't even hug him up, and blood dripped down Feng Zhaoming's lips.

If it wasn't for the tight hug, Bairen would definitely fall down.It is conceivable that Feng Zhaoming suffered multiple injuries just now when Li Yingying's soul was rescued.

"Feng Zhaoming!"

A monk with a big sword on his back stood out from the crowd.

He was wearing a blue robe, and he was Feng Zigang, the suzerain of Kaiyuan Xianzong.

Then I heard him say: "Sinful Immortal Bairen is my person who opened up the immortal sect. He deviated from the scriptures and made a big mistake, and his crime should be punished!"

As he spoke, Feng Zigang turned his right hand backwards, and slowly drew out the fairy sword on his back.

"The Kaiyuan Xianzong can never tolerate such a monk living in the world, and he will definitely kill Bairen today. If you want to protect him, come and eat me with a sword!"

Feng Zigang was ambitious, and finally promoted Kaiyuan Jianzong to Xianzong. He must not let others have the opportunity to criticize Kaiyuan Xianzong at such a critical moment.

Feng Zhaoming knelt and sat next to Bairen, soaked all over his body. Hearing this, he nodded slightly and said softly: "Okay."

Feng Zigang's original aggressive attitude gradually became serious, his hand holding the sword tightened, obviously he was not very willing to fight Feng Zhaoming seriously.

But seeing the wet blood on Feng Zhaoming's clothes, Feng Zigang gritted his teeth, raised his feet, and was about to step forward.

"Hold on."

A tall monk turned around, bowed respectfully to Immortal Lord Chang Sheng, and said, "Sect Master Feng, how should I say, Immortal Lord Feng Zhaoming is also a member of Zhengyang Immortal Sect. Immortal Master Chang Sheng Before you can speak, you have to start, hehehe... Do you not take him seriously, or do you think that your status in Kaiyuan Xianzong is higher than that of Zhengyang Xianzong?"

Hearing this, Feng Zigang's expression suddenly changed.

Disrespecting the Immortal Lord is a serious crime.

When this Immortal Lord Changsheng was still Xuanying Immortal Venerable, he was criticized for his eccentric temperament. Although Xuanying Immortal Venerable looked smiling on the outside, no one knew when this Immortal Venerable would stab someone in the back.

After ascending to the Immortal Lord, the problem of inconsistency between the outside and the outside seems to be getting more and more serious.

Immortal Master Chang Sheng must not be held accountable.

Thinking of this, Feng Zigang stepped back again and again, and bowed to Immortal Master Changsheng:

"Your minister is guilty, please punish Changsheng Immortal Lord."

Not far away, Immortal Lord Chang Sheng was dressed in white, watching with great interest the bloody scene under the double pole execution tower.

He waved his hand without even looking at Feng Zigang.

"Feng Xianjun, you are so protective of sinful immortals, but you are determined to betray Zhengyang Xianzong."

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng narrowed his eyes and smiled twice: "Have you really thought about it?"

As soon as Immortal Lord Changsheng said this, everyone gasped in unison.

Qingfeng and Mingyue blushed, although they knew that they could not interrupt this situation, they still yelled: "Xianjun, don't do it!"

Among the crowd was a woman in a lavender robe, wearing jade pearls on her head that could only be adorned by a noble family.

Fairy Lian Longyu's eyes were like stars, staring at Feng Zhaoming's every move, her hands clutched the handkerchief tightly, appearing quite eager.

But seeing Feng Zhaoming's expression remained still, he nodded again, and said slowly:

"...From now on, there will be no 'Phoenix Immortal Monarch' in the world, only the rebellious cultivator Feng Zhaoming. Except for the Nine Questions Immortal Sword, all the pills and treasures on Zhaoming's body will be returned to the Xianzong."

After saying that, Feng Zhaoming threw forward the spiritual pouch that he had already prepared, and sent it to Immortal Lord Chang Sheng.

The hopeful look in Lian Longyu's eyes was like a lamp being extinguished, and she became lifeless in an instant.

She clenched her teeth, a dark emotion rushed from her dantian to her chest, almost burning Lian Longyu to death.

"Okay." Immortal Lord Chang Sheng smiled, straightened up suddenly, walked towards Feng Zhaoming, and said in his mouth: "If you can accept my three tricks, today, I will let you take Bai Ren away .In ten years, no monks will be sent to chase and kill you two. Feng Zhaoming, do you dare to accept it?"

Feng Zhaoming silently put Bairen in his arms on the blue and white stone slab.

The torrential rain hit Bairen's pale face.

Feng Zhaoming looked down for a long time, then stretched out his hand to stroke Bairen's hair.

Then holding the sword in his right hand, he stood up long.

A flame shot up from Bairen's body and gradually merged to form an orange flame barrier, firmly protecting Bairen in the center.

His back is as firm and resolute as the Nine Questions Immortal Sword in his hand.

"—Zhaoming takes orders."

In Zhengyang Immortal Sect, the double-pole execution towers are no longer barren. Countless monks gathered under the twin towers, in a cluster, as if they were watching from the sidelines.

At the center of the crowd were two monks in white robes.

They wear the same white clothes, but their styles are very different.

Feng Zhaoming, who usually wears a red battle robe, now gave the battle robe to Bai Ren, and he was wearing a white obscene garment, which was soaked in blood, quite embarrassing.

And Chang Sheng's hair is combed high, her clothes are neat and gorgeous, and there is a round fairy jewel on her belt. Compared with Feng Zhaoming, she is really a heaven and a ground.

I saw Feng Zhaoming holding the Nine Questions Immortal Sword in his hand, stepping forward step by step, his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"That's a good way to fight."

The Immortal Lord Chang Sheng opened his slender eyes, and his robes fluttered, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Come and try this trick."

Immortal Lord Changsheng's right hand fingertips suddenly shot out a dazzling white light.

Immortal Art - Nangying Yingxue!

This move is one of the attacking methods that Immortal Master Changsheng became famous for. When using it, the fluorescent light flickers with cold pressure. As the number of fluorescent flashes increases, the offensive becomes more powerful.

The fluorescent lights on Chang Sheng's fingertips seemed to be alive, breathing and flickering at an astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, there were nearly a hundred flashes.

"go."

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng scolded softly, pointed the fingers of his right hand at Feng Zhaoming, and tapped lightly.

Countless silver balls of light roared towards Feng Zhaoming.

Seeing the wind, the light grew bigger, at first it was only the size of a fingertip, but when it reached three steps away from Feng Zhaoming, it was like a moon hanging in the sky, and it was picked off out of thin air.

The surrounding air was so tight that it seemed to be able to hear the sound of breaking.

After one ball of light, countless more balls of light flooded in.

The air pressure is overwhelming.

Feng Zhaoming dare not neglect.

He held a sword in his right hand, and the blade shone with a sharp light.

As the light faded, nine Tai Chi Yin-Yang patterns emerged.

The yin-yang fish on the first yin-yang pattern seems to be alive, moving around the body of the sword.

After the first Yin-Yang pattern circulated for the entire week, Feng Zhaoming held the sword like a slow stroke, and lightly slashed at the light ball in front of him from top to bottom.

Zheng——

There was only the sharp sound of cutting iron like mud, the ball of light was cut off from the center by Feng Zhaoming, and split into two semicircles.

Then it exploded.

In the strong wind, Feng Zhaoming's black hair danced wildly, and his robe shook.

The monks were in an uproar.

"Next!"

"Feng Zhaoming actually used the Nine Questions Immortal Sword to take Yingyingxue, the bag of Immortal Master Chang Sheng."

"It's amazing. He is young, but he deserves to be called No.1 in Zhengwuzhou's combat power."

During the conversation, Feng Zhaoming did not move slowly.

Once the left hand is released, the right hand swings upwards obliquely in the opposite direction.

The first Yin-Yang pattern stopped slumped, and it was the turn of the second Yin-Yang fish pattern to swim wildly.

There was another chopping sound, and the second ball of light exploded three steps in front of Feng Zhaoming.

And then the third, the fourth...

Feng Zhaoming's movements were obviously nothing special, it was just a normal swing of a sword.

However, the astonishing formidable power in the slashing pose also showed that he had gone all out to deal with Immortal Lord Chang Sheng.

A monk pointed out to the younger generation:

"Feng Zhaoming didn't use his spiritual power to perform moves at this time. What really blocked Nangying Yingxue was the fairy sword in his hand, Jiuwen. According to legend, the first master of Jiuwen Xianjian cast this sword into the world Later, I suddenly felt something, looked up to the sky and asked myself, but couldn't answer the nine questions I asked, and finally died of depression, but achieved the reputation of the nine questions."

"The Nine Questions Immortal Sword is famous, but Taifu didn't come out, so there is no sword that can compete with it. Over the years, except for Feng Zhaoming, no one can subdue this sword. Everyone said that it was because no monk could Answer the nine questions asked by the first master of the Immortal Sword when he was dying."

The junior monk asked: "In this case... Did Feng Zhaoming become the master of the nine questions just after answering those nine questions?"

"If you can answer nine, that would be great. The reason why the Nine Questions Immortal Sword is ranked second in the list of immortal swords is because this sword can perform moves on its own, not to mention its mighty power, and more importantly, it does not need to be activated by the master. With spiritual power, you can protect the Lord on your own." The monk said solemnly: "But it is a pity that Feng Zhaoming has only answered eight questions so far. Therefore, the nine questions can only perform eight tricks on their own, and they cannot be continuous. Protect Feng Zhaoming behind the sword. Right now, Feng Zhaoming has chopped off a total of six sacs Yingyingxue. Within two moves, the eight moves will be complete."

"After the eight forms are full, they can't run in circles, and there is a gap in the middle. What level of fairy art is Nangying Yingxue, and what kind of person is Changsheng Immortal Master. In the fierce battle, there is no room for the slightest gap... In short, Feng Zhaoming will definitely lose!"

As soon as the voice fell, it was like responding to the monk's conjecture.

The yin and yang patterns floating on Feng Zhaoming's sword suddenly became violent, causing Feng Zhaoming's spiritual energy to rush around.

Feng Zhaoming's body trembled and he calmed down.

His combat talent was truly astonishing, he stepped back with his right leg and changed his position.

Then quickly turn to the left.

"not good!"

Some monks saw Feng Zhaoming colliding with a ball of light, they were so frightened that their liver and gallbladder burst.

The aura of this ball of light is so powerful, if Feng Zhaoming hit it with his body, even with the body of a fairy, he might be seriously injured and near death.

However, the ball of light that was heading straight towards Feng Zhaoming suddenly vibrated violently and made a rumbling sound at a place less than one step away from him at the very moment.

The ball of light almost brushed Feng Zhaoming's hair and flew upwards. Not long after, the ball of light exploded.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that these light spheres were attracted by Feng Zhaoming, and they kept approaching.

However, they do not have intelligence, under Feng Zhaoming's constant guidance, the light spheres hit each other two by two, and all of them exploded.

All of this is simple to say, but it takes a lot of courage and talent to do it.

Even Chang Sheng applauded in surprise.

"This Phoenix Immortal...Feng Zhaoming...has so much talent!"

"Could it be possible for him to tie with Changsheng Immortal Lord?"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhaoming suddenly knelt down on one knee, a mouthful of blood almost gushing out from his mouth.

Feng Zhaoming covered his mouth with his hands, and countless blood flowed down between his fingers, dripping onto the ground.

"what……"

Everyone groaned in unison, and someone regretted: "After all, he was injured too badly."

"It won't last long."

"I'm about to give up, how can he take the move of the Immortal Lord?"

Just when everyone thought that Immortal Chang Sheng ordered Feng Zhaoming to be pulled down from the execution platform, they saw that the light of Immortal Chang Sheng's fingertips suddenly dimmed, and the amazing spiritual pressure around him suddenly shrank.

He narrowed his slender eyes and smiled slightly.

"Feng Zhaoming, are you not bad? This move is considered to be my defeat. Can you still stand up?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was stunned and said in astonishment: "Losing? How could it be! If there is one more ball of light, Feng Zhaoming will definitely die..."

Then I saw Feng Zhaoming kneeling on the white stone slab silently.

The cold rain fell drop by drop.

Every time he took a breath, his body was in unspeakable pain.

but……

Feng Zhaoming wiped the blood from his lips, and slowly stood up.

...he couldn't stop.

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng clapped his hands lightly, and said: "In this case, Feng Zhaoming, come and take the second move from me."

When the weather is cold, the rain turns to frost.

It was cold and windy, and it was amazingly cold.

The endless frost and snow, silently, fluttered one after another, about to fall on Feng Zhaoming's shoulders.

This snow is extremely white and pure, without any killing intent.

However, everyone knows that the bipolar execution tower has become the ice and snow battlefield of Immortal Lord Chang Sheng.The snowflakes transformed by the fairy master have amazing lethality.

With Feng Zhaoming's state at this time, it might be difficult to resist the power of even a single snowflake.

At this point, everyone knew the intention of Immortal Lord Changsheng to admit defeat.

He is probably very interested in Feng Zhaoming's way of fighting, so he treats Feng Zhaoming as a plaything in his hands, and he must continue to use more methods to test and study.Until you have had enough fun, then close your palms and squeeze to death.

Thinking of Chang Sheng being the supreme fairy master, acting so perversely and wickedly, everyone felt a chill rising behind their backs, and also felt that Feng Zhaoming had fought all his life and ended up in such a mess, it was a pity.

At this moment, an extremely powerful and complex aura suddenly rose from behind Feng Zhaoming.

Feng Zhaoming's pupils shrank slightly, the cold wind blowing against him pushed his black hair forward.

He fully understood what happened, wanted to turn around, but couldn't move, so he could only whisper: "No...no..."

That powerful aura, like a pair of invisible big hands, did not obey Feng Zhaoming's order, but rushed towards Immortal Lord Chang Sheng swiftly.

Chang Sheng only felt that he was enveloped by a strange and mysterious aura, countless snowflakes that should have fallen on Feng Zhaoming's shoulders rose in the opposite direction and merged into raindrops.

"This is……"

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng squinted his eyes, and recognized the trick.

This is by no means a means that Feng Zhaoming can use, this is...

"This is the third form of the four formulas of time and time, 'Last year, today in this door'."

All the monks looked back together, and saw a tall and thin figure in the raging fire, staggering to stand up from the flames.

It was the Sect Master Bai Ren who was supposed to be in a coma after being seriously injured!

"Bairen! How can he still do it?"

Seeing this situation, some monks trembled and exclaimed.

"The Sword Beast Clan can't use their spiritual power when they conceive their heirs, but at this time Feng Zhaoming dug out the hearts and souls of hundreds of mortals in his body, severely injured Bairen, but allowed him to use his spiritual power!"

Seeing that Bairen's body was extremely weak, he seemed to be fainting even standing up.

Feng Zhaoming wanted to help, but was mercilessly blocked by Immortal Lord Chang Sheng, unable to use the teleportation technique.

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng was able to do things with ease, and said with a smile: "It's a good move 'last year today in this door', but it's a pity that Bai Ren's spiritual power is exhausted, and you have reached the end of the mountain. Can you use this move again?"

In Bai Ren's eyes, which had been blind for a long time, a very vicious expression suddenly burst out.

"Old stuff, try it!"

As soon as these words came out, all the immortal cultivators suddenly burst into thunderous shouts.

"Bullshit!"

"How dare this wicked beast speak wild words!"

"Bairen! You don't know how to repent!"

Feng Zhaoming turned his back to Bai Ren, his body was covered in blood, his back was trembling slightly, and he also said: "Bai Ren, don't mess around. You stop...don't make any more moves!"

Feng Zhaoming was unusually eager, as if he knew something.He really wanted to turn around and see Bairen's situation.

It's a pity that Immortal Master Chang Sheng would not easily let go of the plaything that broke into his hands. He knew that as long as he clenched Feng Zhaoming tightly, Bai Ren would definitely not stand idly by. That would be more interesting and make him more excited.

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng is much stronger than Feng Zhaoming, even if Feng Zhaoming uses desperate moves, he can't make him take half a step back.

Bairen trembled all over, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were closed tightly.

A profuse amount of cold sweat trickled down the back of his neck.

Bai Ren could clearly feel that his state was quite dangerous.

He was so badly wounded that he was almost on his deathbed.

After the inner alchemy enters the body, premature aging is inevitable.

...Are you going to die here?

Bairen chuckled twice, and died as soon as he died.He is not afraid of anything anymore.

What is there to be afraid of?

In order to get rid of illnesses and prolong life, and have both fortune and wealth, people in the world are eager to practice the Way of Time.

However, those who are really happy are very few.Why?

And why is it called "No. 1 in the Avenue of Time?"

Bairen, who has been blind for a long time because the world cannot see through time, has a glimpse of this path.

——What is time?

To save the law and understand the mind, the mind has nothing to gain, it is time.

The heart is empty and silent from the beginning, it is time.

The heart has no place to live, it is time.

The heart is the Tao, and it is the time.

Knowing all dharmas is all dharmas.

——It is time to enter Nirvana without being attached to life and death.

Bai Ren never asked immortals for fear of death.

He is always willing to give his life, as long as he can return to his side...

Bairen took a step forward.

At that moment, Bai Ren's mind went blank.

He seemed to 'see' something in his long-blind eyes.

A large number of pictures flooded into Bairen's mind, and he froze slightly, looking as if he was stunned.

Bai Ren's body jumped straight forward, approaching Feng Zhaoming desperately.

But soon, Bai Ren's eyes lit up, he stopped in his tracks, and stopped suddenly.

At this moment, the vision suddenly appeared.

From behind Bairen, there suddenly came an extremely cool breath.

In Bai Ren's eyes, he could only see Feng Zhaoming's shocked expression when he looked back.

Bai Ren showed a clear smile, he wanted to speak, and said, "Xian'er..."

However, before Bai Ren could speak, the world suddenly turned around in front of Bai Ren's eyes.

A lavender figure moved under the double-pole execution tower, suddenly burst out with spiritual power, and then attacked Bairen.

Immortal Art - Star Shifting Objects Turning!

A large number of stars surrounded Bai Ren and moved him to a place far away from Feng Zhaoming.

Feng Zhaoming's strength is far from that of Chang Sheng's Immortal Lord. When he was fighting fiercely, he was attacked from behind with a surprise attack, and he watched Bai Ren being captured.

The person who made this shocking blow was the noble girl of the Lian family, Fairy Lian Longyu.

Her eyes were gloomy, and strong anger radiated from her whole body.

After a successful blow, Lian Longyu trapped Bairen with immortal techniques.

"I want you to die!"

Lian Longyu burst into tears, she was emotional and trembling all over.

Anger, resentment, unwillingness, and... endless jealousy!

All kinds of emotions gnawed at Lian Longyu's heart like a poisonous snake.

Bairen couldn't use even one trick of immortality anymore, and when Lian Longyu caught him like this, he didn't show a panicked expression.

"Who told you...to make him show that look! Damn you! Bairen!"

Lian Longyu drew out the fairy sword with a backhand, and thrust it out sharply, stabbing Bairen's heart fiercely.

Boom!Boom!

In an instant, blood spurted out.

Bairen arched his body, and the sharp sword passed through his heart.

Under the severe pain, Bai Ren tightly closed his eyes.

The author has something to say: "Storing the law and enlightening the mind...is the time."

Adapted from "Quotations of Zen Master Heze Shenhui".