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

Only then did Qianqing know where the black feathers on Jin Qigui's back came from.

It turned out that this object was actually related to Feng Zhaoming, the famous Zhengyang Immortal Venerable.

One must know that Feng Zhaoming was the eldest disciple of the late Immortal Lord Dongkun when he was alive, and he is also the chief disciple of the current Immortal Lord.He is amazingly talented, extremely talented in fighting, and can even challenge beyond the ranks.He is recognized as the most powerful figure among the cultivators who transform gods.

Such a person can't find the son of the fairy master, so one can imagine how difficult this matter is.

Qianqing leaned back slightly, her back was almost touching Lin Zichu's chest, and he said, "Brother, this is really fun."

Lin Zichu nodded.He knew more about Feng Zhaoming than Qianqing, so he was astonished to hear that Feng Zhaoming finally adopted the extremely harsh method of moving the space with the unfalling fierce kite to find the immortal lord's vein.Lin Zichu thought about it, and asked Jin Qigui while coughing: "...I don't know how many fierce kites are there around the mountain of the Pillar of the Sky? How long will it take for Immortal Feng Zhaoming to find the remains of the Immortal Lord?"

"That's hard to say. If there are not [-] or [-] kites, there must be [-]. The number is not clear." Jin Qigui said again: "As for Feng Zhaoming Immortal...he wants to find it by this method. It may take a lot of time for the immortal master's legacy. To use the wing feathers of the fierce kite to perform the teleportation technique consumes a lot of immortal power. Besides, Feng Zhaoming is busy on weekdays, it is really, really difficult he."

Lin Zichu's heart moved, and he said in a deep voice: "I just hope to find the immortal master's legacy as soon as possible. If the immortal master can do it, the contribution will be indispensable."

"Naturally! Whoever can find the son of the Immortal Master will be the hero of Zhengwu Continent." Jin Qigui covered his chest with his right hand, closed his eyes and said, "Since the death of the Immortal Lord Dongkun, no one has been able to visit Zhengwu Continent for many years. The position of the Immortal Lord, so that Zhengwuzhou is the most backward among the four continents. I only hope that the spirit of Dongkun Immortal Lord in the sky will protect his descendants and protect Zhengwuzhou from being bullied by the outside world..."

As he spoke, his voice choked up.

Obviously, he thought of the Immortal Lord Dongkun's sacrifice for the common people in the world, but now Zhengwuzhou is poor and weak, and the people are struggling to survive.The lives of ordinary people in business like him are comparable to ashes.

Lin Zichu's expression also turned serious, holding the rein with his right hand, he looked down at Qian Qing who was sitting in front.

drive, drive, drive...

The steed snorted, took vigorous steps, and walked towards the Optimus Pillar.

Two more days passed like this.

After unloading the carriage, the speed of the horse's running has been increased.In addition, Lin Zichu took the Jin family caravan who was familiar with the terrain and took a few shortcuts, so after another day's journey, everyone in Linjiazhuang could come to the foot of the Optimus Pillar.

In the evening, the guards of Linjiazhuang went out to hunt wild game, leaving only dozens of Qi refining monks waiting at the camp.

The closer he was to the Optimus Pillar, the more serious Lin Zichu's expression became. He told Qianqing to stay in the tent, while he went out with the other guards to observe the surrounding terrain.

Qian Qing was very bored in the tent, so she went outside, and saw Jin Qigui and other members of the caravan unpacking and counting the goods.

He walked to Jin Qigui's side in a few steps, looked at all kinds of unnamed strange gadgets on the ground, and said, "Fourth Uncle, seeing how your luggage isn't heavy, you only know that there are so many kinds when you spread it out. "

"It's not too much this time. I think I was in my twenties..." Jin Qigui was about to brag, but suddenly thought of something, stopped, and patted Qianqing's shoulder instead.He said: "Tomorrow we will reach the foot of Optimus Pillar. You and the young owner will continue to climb the mountain, and the Jin family caravan will stop at the foot of the mountain to sell goods. After this farewell, you and I may never have the chance to meet again."

Qian Qing frowned, and said: "The future will be so long, who can say for sure."

"Hey," Jin Qigui said with a smile, "Only a kid like you thinks this way! Qianqing, you've called me uncle a lot these days, and I have something to tell you."

Jin Qigui touched the scar on his face and neck, paused, and warned: "It's a time of troubled times, and you are young, so don't force yourself to do anything, and avoid it if you can, so as not to cause a fatal disaster."

Qianqing smiled, but did not answer.

I thought, you should have told me these words more than ten years in advance.

Now that he has such a personality, is it possible to let him know how to behave in the world and to swallow his anger?

Looking at his expression, Jin Qigui knew that Qianqing hadn't listened. He sighed and turned his head to search on the ground.

Suddenly, Jin Qigui made a 'pinching' movement with his right hand, and found an inconspicuous shriveled flower among the many herbs.After Jin Qigui squinted against the sunlight for a while, he said to himself, "That's it."

Qian Qing leaned forward and asked, "What is this?"

I saw Jin Qigui holding an apricot-yellow dried flower in his hand, the petals were fan-shaped, the surface was smooth, and the petiole was slender.

In the sun, shining golden light.

Jin Qigui said: "This is a fairy plant bred by the Immortal Baizang, named 'Hunzhen'."

Qian Qing asked: "Since it was cultivated by the Immortal Baizang, is it very powerful?"

Jin Qigui said embarrassingly: "Although it was cultivated by the immortal, it is actually something raised by the immortal in the early stage of cultivation. It is not very powerful. But it is the second most valuable thing in my business this time. The first is not to fall into evil You saw the kite's wing feathers, but the young master won't let you take them. Seeing that you have called me uncle for so many days, I will give this to you."

"Ah." Qian Qing jumped up and asked, "Really?"

Jin Qigui said: "Really! Don't look at this thing as inconspicuous, if you sell it, you need a spirit stone."

Qianqing was overjoyed, and carefully took 'Hunzhen' from Jin Qigui's hand with her right hand, and said, "Thank you, uncle. What is this thing used for?"

Jin Qigui said: "It is used for protection. Cultivators live a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, and they will inevitably encounter danger. 'Hunzhen' is something that monks use to protect their lives. In case of a fatal disaster, put this thing on the chest. Saying: "Take life as a pact, protect me comprehensively", you can form an extremely strong protective wall. This barrier can't be broken even by the out-of-body monks, so some people call Hunzhen "blessing the gods."

Qian Qing said: "Such a precious thing, uncle, you should keep it for yourself."

Jin Qigui shook his head and said: "I still have a lot here, Qianqing, don't you want to ask why monks don't like such a powerful protective fairy, so that it falls into the hands of ordinary people like me, and is sold for a low-grade spirit stone? "

Qianqing wanted to ask a long time ago, but she was worried that Jin Qigui thought that she thought the gift he gave was not precious enough, so she didn't ask.

Jin Qigui said solemnly: "Because the Blessing God has a fatal weakness... that is, not only the out-of-body monks cannot break it, but even the protected monks cannot be broken!"

"..."

"That is to say, once the spell is cast, although the cultivator is protected, he will be trapped in it for life, and can no longer take half a step out of the protective wall. 'Life as a contract' means... a guardian cultivator until he dies."

Hearing this, Qianqing nodded: "No wonder."

Under the sun, the originally dazzling golden light of this flower also appeared lifeless.Qianqing felt that this thing was useless at all.You must know that he suffers from a serious disease and is never afraid of death when things happen, but the effect of this dried flower is to make people trapped in a corner and lose their freedom until death.

Isn't that too funny?What idiot would use such a thing?

It's just that this item was given by Jin Qigui, Qianqing couldn't refuse it, so she put it in the skirt of her clothes casually.After thanking him, he curiously pointed to other goods spread out on the ground and asked what they were used for.

Since they will arrive at the foot of Optimus Pillar tomorrow, after nightfall, members of the Jin family caravan light a bonfire, take out mellow strong wine, and distribute it to everyone.

After drinking a lot, they held hands and sang and danced around the campfire.

It turns out that caravans have such a habit, no matter how many casualties this time, they have to drink and dance the night before reaching the foot of Optimus Pillar to drive away bad luck, so that they can come to this place next time.

Jin Qigui blushed from drinking, and shouted at the caravan to thank Lin Zichu for taking them with him so as to reduce the damage of the caravan.

After dancing, everyone feared that the monster would sneak attack, so they sat near the bonfire and chatted.

The closer you get to Optimus Pillar, the more focused the topics of everyone will be.

They are nothing more than 'Son of the Immortal Lord' and 'Feng Zhaoming Immortal Monarch'.

Among the two, the whereabouts of the Immortal Lord's son is unknown, so we should talk more about Feng Zhaoming.

It is said that he is the first disciple of the Immortal Lord of Dongkun, he has learned the skills of his master, and he is sensitive and intelligent.The Nine Questions Sword is the second most outstanding sword in the world's strange sword list. This sword has a withdrawn and cold temperament. It has refused to follow monks for nearly ten thousand years, but when it saw Feng Zhaoming, the blade of the sword suddenly let out a mournful cry, and it recognized its master.

Speaking of Feng Zhaoming's young age, he already has the ability to transform into a god.He also said that his pulse was open at the tip of his eyebrows, what an amazing talent.

Every sentence is like a treasure.

Qian Qing got impatient and raised the wine jar to drink frequently. After a while, she even drank the whole jar until she became dizzy.

Conversations with the same content are repeated every day.Except that the words of praise have been changed, the rest of the essence has not changed.

Just when Qianqing was drowsy from hearing this, the familiar male voice next to her suddenly coughed and said softly: "...the younger generation respects and admires the ability of the immortal. You should use the immortal as a mirror to reflect on yourself, Be vigilant day and night, and find the lost son of the Immortal Lord as soon as possible. Ah Qing, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Qian Qing snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "It's as it should be in a high position, what is there to praise for what you're doing?"

Lin Zichu saw that Qianqing was drowsy, so he opened his mouth to talk to him, but who knew that Qianqing should not talk to him, so he couldn't help but be surprised.

After Qian Qing finished speaking, she put down the wine jar, turned around and walked into the tent.

Lin Zichu was taken aback for a moment, paused, got up and followed.

When he opened the curtain of the tent and just walked in, he was suddenly attacked from behind, and someone rushed up and hugged him tightly.

Qianqing drank too much wine, her whole body was hot, and when she hugged Lin Zichu, her body temperature was astonishingly hot.

Lin Zichu was thrown forward and took a step forward, holding Qian Qing's hand around his waist.

Qian Qing was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he didn't know what he was angry about. He was delirious and lost consciousness, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you... I won't let you..."

"..."

"……you again……"

Lin Zichu's heart skipped a beat, and his body couldn't help shaking.In the darkness, no one could see the slight upward curve of his mouth.