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

Optimus Pillar, the second stage, is not far from Qianqing and the others.

A young monk, dressed in an apricot-yellow robe, with a token from Baizang Xianzun's sect hanging on his waist, is a disciple of Zhengyang Xianzong.At this time, the young disciple was guiding a monk who looked to be in his twenties into the nine twists and eight passes.

The monk in his twenties was dressed in a royal blue robe, with a beardless face and high black hair.He is handsome and dignified.Invisibly, there is a majestic spiritual pressure that belongs to the cultivator of Huashen.

The disciple respectfully said:

"Sect Master Bai Ren, let me take you up the mountain, that... this, this way please."

This disciple has a golden core cultivation base, but for some reason, when talking to this 'Bai Ren Sect Master', his teeth trembled, he seemed nervous and afraid.

Sect Master Bairen laughed, and walked over there as expected.

He was followed by dozens of well-trained monks, and the suzerain moved forward, and they all followed.

Sect Master Bai Ren walked up to the disciple, and asked very kindly and relaxedly, "I don't know where your lord Feng Zhaoming is now?"

The little disciple turned his head and carefully looked at Sect Master Bairen.

The man turned his head and looked back kindly.

When looking at people with a pair of eyes, it looks extraordinarily weird.After careful identification, it was discovered that Sect Master Bai Ren's eyes were transparent, and he looked at people without spirit, and he had been blind for a long time.

The little disciple quickly turned around and said: "Feng Xianjun, he went down the mountain to look for the son of the fairy master, and he landed on the winged feather of the Buluo fierce kite a few days ago. I heard that he was moved to Liaojizhou, East Island."

"What?" Sect Master Bairen laughed twice, but his voice sounded so cold: "Immortal Lord knew that the deity was coming soon, but went down the mountain to Liaojizhou. It is such a long distance, I am afraid that I will not be able to make it back in half a month. Why, can't you go against this deity sincerely?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a huge amount of divine consciousness belonging to the cultivators at the stage of transforming gods shot out rudely and arrogantly, covering every inch of grass seedlings in the jungle, and the power of the Patriarch Bairen's anger made the surrounding beasts shudder.

The little disciple shrank his neck and dared not speak.

No one knows that the world-renowned Boyue Sect's Bairen Sect Master was actually a sword envoy under Feng Zhaoming Xianjun before he became enlightened, and he was responsible for protecting the Nine Questions Sword.

The master of Bairen is extremely talented, with the opening of the veins to the eyes, and he belongs to the leader of the highest aptitude.

However, because of his rough life experience and the danger of Kaimai itself, he was blinded and his personality became more violent and vicious.After Bairen Sect Master left Zhengyang Immortal Sect, with his ruthless methods, he quickly established a sect and established a sect, becoming the master of a sect and respected by others.

It was also because Sect Master Bairen had been a sword boy under Immortal Feng Zhaoming before, and after becoming enlightened, he was the first to visit Zhengyang Immortal Sect, specifying that he wanted to see Immortal Feng Zhaoming.

Repaying kindness is false, but establishing prestige is true.

The little disciple didn't know what to do, at this moment, he suddenly saw a stack of treasures flying towards him.

Not long after, another paper luan landed on his shoulder.

After the little disciple read it through, he hurriedly bowed to Sect Master Bairen, and said: "Sect Master Bairen, you have a high level of cultivation, and you can reach Zhengyang Xianzong without a villain leading the way. If you don't leave, please...please raise your hand high and be considerate."

Sect Master Bairen withdrew his consciousness, turned his empty eyes to the paper luan in the hands of Zhengyang Immortal Sect disciple, he pursed his lips, and asked, "Is this a message from Feng Zhaoming?"

Although he is blind, his spiritual sense is strong, and he will not miss any grass or tree, let alone the letter paper of the immortal king.

"... Exactly."

Sect Master Bai Ren sneered: "He knows that the deity is here, so he won't send you away, because he knows that no matter how cultivated you are, the deity will not let you go if you annoy the deity."

Although the little disciple is young, he is a member of the Immortal Sect after all. Although he is afraid in his heart, he still speaks neither humble nor overbearing: "This matter may be related to the son of my Zong Dongkun Immortal Master. The Sect Master forgives me."

"The son of the fairy master, and the son of the fairy master again!" Sect Master Bairen shook his robe, paused, and said coldly: "Go ahead."

After the disciple left, Sect Master Bairen turned his head and looked down the mountain with a pair of dull eyes.

With a cold snort, he said:

"...Liaojizhou, hum."

Dongdao, Liaojizhou.

There was a man in a red robe who shrunk his ground to an inch and rushed towards Zhengwuzhou.

He held the Evil Suppressing Art in his hand and kept calculating.

Countless fragments of time flashed before his eyes.

More and more information appeared in Feng Zhaoming's mind.

see that kid...

The child was persecuted by a long-eared monk with spiritual oppression, and fell to his knees with tears all over his face.

The monk grabbed his hair and pushed his head down.

But between the child's forehead, there is hidden the scale of the crouching dragon.

Immortal beasts like Fulong, born in the sky, are rebellious in nature, unyielding to humans, let alone touch the ground.

Feng Zhaoming calculated more anxiously, closed his eyes and meditated.

See also the Immortal Sword Bai Lan coming out of the Pavilion of Dispelling Evil with a mournful cry.

The young man held the fairy sword tightly in his right hand and stabbed out brazenly. The hot blood from the monk's abdomen sprayed on his face like a knife cut, from his left eyebrow across the bridge of his nose to the corner of his right lip.

Feng Zhaoming firmly remembered the appearance of the fairy lord's son he had just seen, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, he felt colic in his viscera.A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips, reflecting on Ruyu's elegant face, it looked particularly abrupt.

This is a sign of exhaustion.

Previously, Xianjun Feng Zhaoming calculated for several days, and the immortal power was not good enough.Then he used the technique of teleportation, arrived at Liaojizhou, East Island, and deduced that the son of the Immortal Lord was in the Optimus Pillar, Feng Zhaoming hurried back, exhausted.

If you continue to meditate and absorb spiritual energy, you may be unable to do so.

But Xianjun Zhaoming just stopped calculating and held the Lingshi in his hand.

There was never a momentary pause.

Because he knows that the son of the fairy master is very important.

Never stop.

Optimus Pillar, the second stage, the middle of the mountain.

The four of Qianqing and his party looked at the back of Qiyuan going away from the wooden door, and were silent for a long time.

Then Li Xian broke the silence. He sighed and said, "This kid... really can't tell the priority."

"It's not that he doesn't care about priorities, but that we don't have strong evidence to make him believe that I am the son of the fairy master." Qian Qing said with a smile: "Don't say he doesn't believe it, I myself don't believe it."

Li Xian asked: "What should we do next?"

Qian Qing said: "Since this is an entrance of Jiuqu Baguan, it is not far from the other entrances. If we meet one Zhengyang Immortal Sect disciple, we can meet the second one. Why don't we leave here and find another one?" other disciples."

This time, Lin Zichu and Li Xian shook their heads at the same time.

The situation was urgent and there was no other way.However, the two of them were unwilling to run around with Qianqing in order to avoid danger.

Seeing the two of them shaking their heads, Qian Qing said, "In that case, we can only wait here."

The words were brisk, not as serious as before, but actually relaxed a lot.

Thinking about it, he was definitely not lying when he said that he didn't believe that he was the son of the fairy lord, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous.

Lin Zichu was startled, and looked at Qianqing.

Qian Qing took his hand and asked, "What do you think, big brother?"

Lin Zichu subconsciously nodded.

Seeing that Qianqing was more relaxed, Lin Zichu felt pity in his heart, and said, "Let's rest here for a while and bandage the wound."

A group of people sat down near the entrance of Jiuqubaguan. Li Xian crushed the elixir and sprinkled it on Zhang Renzhi's shoulder to heal him.

Qian Qing leaned against Lin Zichu, took off her leggings, and wrapped his right hand for him.

Lin Zichu endured it, but he didn't, and stroked Qianqing's hair with his left hand.

Qianqing asked, "Did I hurt you?"

Lin Zichu shook his head, and was about to speak when suddenly the jungle not far away moved slightly.He felt something, his eyes sharpened, and he stood up.Lin Zichu grabbed Qian Qing's arm and protected him behind him, exuding a vigilant aura all over his body.

Li Xian also noticed it. He drew out his long sword, pointed at a certain jungle, and asked, "Who is here?"

In the darkness, I heard a gloomy male voice softly saying, "Boy, it's me, your ancestor."

Li Xian's arm trembled, and he could already hear that it was Sun Ruwei's voice.

Sun Ruwei said: "I was stabbed twice, if you abandon me, I will spare you."

As he spoke, he stepped out slowly from the jungle, showing his signature long ears, and said, "I've had a hard time finding you. If it wasn't for the mist formation of nine twists and eight passes here, I'm afraid it would be really hard to find you." arrive……"

After Li Xian saw Sun Ruwei, he slowly turned his left hand back and gestured toward Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu signaled, pulled Qianqing nervously, and approached the entrance of Jiuqu Baguan step by step.

Sun Ruwei raised his right hand and suddenly released a golden soft rope.As if the soft rope was intelligent, it ran to the two of them like a snake, blocking their way.

Li Xian said: "Patriarch Ruwei, you also know about that, don't you?"

Sun Ruwei's eyes sparkled, and he said, "That's right!"

"Since this is the case, you should know that if you hurt this child, Immortal Venerable Baizang, Immortal Feng Zhaoming, and even any disciple of Zhengyang Immortal Sect will not let you go, and will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth."

Sun Ruwei's face trembled, obviously thinking of the incomparable combat power of Immortal Feng Zhaoming.

But monk Yuan Ying was determined, he recovered quickly, and said with a sneer, "I took the child's spine and used it for my own use, but I didn't kill him. With the spine of Immortal Lord Dongkun, his cultivation is improving day by day. With this child as a shield, what fear does Feng Zhaoming have?"

Just as he was speaking, Zhang Renzhi, who was standing by the side, suddenly jumped forward, hugged the golden soft rope tightly, and shouted: "Young master! Take him away!"

Lin Zichu didn't use him to remind, pulled Qianqing, and quickly walked towards the entrance of Jiuqubaguan with his sword.

"Where to run!" Sun Ruwei yelled, raising his sword and chasing him.

Li Xian slashed at him with a sword, and said, "Don't try to obstruct it!"

Sun Ruwei said contemptuously: "Just because you want to stop me?"

Li Xian's expression was firm, and with the realization that he must die, he said: "You don't know, just now we have met the disciple of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect Baizang Immortal, and he is going down the mountain to tell the Immortal Feng Zhaoming. If he can stop you for a while, drag him Immortal Monarch Feng Zhaoming will do as soon as he arrives."

He wanted to use Feng Zhaoming to intimidate the other party, but he didn't expect to anger Sun Ruwei instead.He roared angrily and attacked.

Qianqing was grabbed by Lin Zichu's arm and stepped into the Jiuqubaguan.

As soon as I stepped in, I felt a strange feeling on my body.

It turned out that the aura here was rich, and the surrounding air was like mucus, gently sticking to the two of them.