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

The moment he stepped into these nine twists and turns, Qianqing's chest sank, and there seemed to be endless mountains around him that weighed heavily on him.

The invisible gravity made it difficult for him to breathe.The viscera were squeezed so that there was no gap.

Qianqing's whole body was stiff, and all the sounds around her disappeared instantly, and it was so quiet that she could hear her breathing heavily but slowly.Qianqing sat back uncontrollably.

The heart cannot beat, and the lungs have difficulty rising and falling.

Sad emotions covered him like a tide, Qianqing opened her eyes wide, her chest heaved violently, but she seemed to be unable to breathe, and made a sound as if she was dying.

Lin Zichu was running forward with him, suddenly felt his hands sink, and found that Qian Qing was falling backwards.

Lin Zichu was shocked and shouted, "Ah Qing."

Hold him and don't let him sit on the ground.

After realizing that Qianqing had reacted like this, Lin Zichu hurriedly asked, "But is your head hurting again?"

"Do not,"

Lin Zichu felt relieved, thinking that he was not used to the rich spiritual power in Jiuqu Baguan.He half hugged Qianqing and said, "I'll carry you."

"...something is coming." Qianqing said in a weak voice, "wait a minute, big brother, don't, don't..."

His voice was too low, Lin Zichu didn't hear it for a while.

Only after listening to the Nine Twists and Eight Passes, Li Xian and Sun Ruwei were fighting fiercely, the swords collided, and a little bit of fire came out.

Sun Ruwei said: "Boy from the Lin family, if you dare to run again, if I catch you, I will tear your legs off."

Lin Zichu showed anger, he leaned over and carried Qian Qing behind his back, and galloped forward.

"Bold!" Sun Ruwei roared, "You son of a bitch, didn't you hear what your ancestors said?"

Lin Zichu pretended not to hear.

I felt that the weight of the person behind me was very light.Qianqing hugged Lin Zichu's neck with her hands, and her hanging limbs were very thin.

That's right, after running for her life these days, Qianqing never ate a bite.

Lin Zichu felt sore, not knowing who he was speaking to, Xu Xu said:

"...It will be over soon, it will be over soon, Ah Qing, I..."

However, Qianqing was completely unaware behind the scenes.His face was leaning against Lin Zichu's neck, his eyes flicked past the majestic trees and majestic mountain walls, but nothing was reflected in his mind.

Qianqing struggled to breathe, her mind went blank.

In a trance, he seemed to see something.

There is a magnificent palace with carved beams and painted buildings, majestic and solemn.

Compared with the Weiling Pavilion and Muyin Pavilion that Qianqing had seen before, it was ten thousand times better.

It is not better than the exquisite decoration, but the spirit of the fairy family.

Inside the palace, there are two red-crowned cranes, chirping continuously.

Two cranes kept flapping their wings and feathers, walking back and forth in the palace.Then he spread his wings and flew into the blue sky, swinging down a piece of crane feathers.

Lin Zichu carried Qian Qing on his back, and stepped into the Jiuqu Baguan in a few steps.

The mountain wall here is as smooth as a knife, perpendicular to the ground.

The terrain is flat, there are many turns, and even monks can't tell the east-west direction if they walk less than ten feet.

However, Lin Zichu didn't care, he just hoped to get away as soon as possible, the farther away from that long-eared monk the better.

Qianqing behind her panted for a while, and her hands that were hanging on Lin Zichu's chest, which were originally powerless, suddenly shrank upwards.

He held Lin Zichu's arm tightly, jumped off his back, looked up at the sky and said without end: "Here we come."

Lin Zichu thought he saw Sun Ruwei and came after him.Afraid of leaving traces before, he never flew with his sword, now Lin Zichu drew out the Hanshu Sword from behind himself, and wanted to make a sword formula.

In the next moment, a crane descended from the sky, and two black and white blurry figures could be seen in the distance, flying towards them at an extremely fast speed.

At the beginning, it was very far away from the two of them, as if they were still on the line between the sky and the mountain.

Seeing the crane flapping its wings again, within a few breaths, it suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

Lin Zichu was stunned, not knowing what happened.

However, these two huge cranes flapped their wings twice and landed on the ground.

The half-wing is as tall as a human.

Flying sand and stone.

Two pairs of agile animal eyes blinked, looking at Qianqing curiously.

The slender neck stretches forward, and the long gray beak snaps open and close, as if to beg for food or peck at someone.

The surrounding air suddenly became hot, making a thunderous sound, as if even the air was about to burn.

The two cranes looked at Qian Qing suspiciously, their beaks opened and closed more quickly.

Qian Qing took a step forward, said 'ah', and said, "This is..."

Before the words were finished, the two cranes suddenly spread their wings and joined together.

I only heard a loud explosion on a sunny day, the howling wind, and the rolling heat wave.

There is a red light, and the sand flies and the stone rolls.

Lin Zichu pounced forward and firmly protected Qian Qing under him.

I felt my back was scorching hot, and half of my clothes were burned away.

Ever since she grasped the Bailan sword, Qianqing felt restless and couldn't concentrate no matter what.

Just now, he was even more unable to think, and was in a daze.

Until at this moment Lin Zichu threw himself on the ground, his elbows slammed off a layer of flesh, and he heard a thunder-like sound in his ears.It was only then that Qianqing seemed to be woken up, his breathing suddenly became short of breath, and he was dripping with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Qian Qing let go of the Bai Lan sword, turned around hastily, and asked, "Brother, are you alright?"

Smelling the smell of scorched vegetation, Qian Qing crawled out from under Lin Zichu's body, and saw that the white clothes on his back had been burned to ashes.I stretched out my hand to touch it, but felt that the skin was not too hot. Fortunately, it didn't hurt my body.

Lin Zichu slightly bowed his head, a little embarrassed.But he quickly realized that he held Qianqing's arm that was groping around, and said, "Ah Qing, I'm fine."

In Qianqing's heart, Lin Zichu's appearance is like a god-man.There has never been such a naked situation.

Angry in my heart, I cursed angrily, and looked up.

Then he saw the two huge cranes suddenly disappeared, leaving only a scarlet token hanging in the air.

Qian Qing couldn't help being stunned, unable to figure out where those two stinky birds went.

Could it be turned into this token?

The token was red all over, hanging in the air, before it touched anything, it made a burning sound, as if it could burn the air.

A crane is engraved on the front and back of the token.The crane on the front spreads its wings and wants to fly, while the crane on the back hangs its head and combs its feathers. Each wing feather is carved vividly.

"This is..." Qianqing looked at the scarlet token in confusion, paused, and said, "What the hell is this?"

Said, reached out to touch.

The token seemed to be intelligent, and it moved towards Qianqing leisurely.

Lin Zichu frowned, suddenly thought of something, his face changed suddenly, and he said anxiously: "Ah Qing can't!"

Optimus Prime, Phase [-].

There was a woman in red with three hideous bloodstains on her chest.

Every step I take, touching the wound, is a heart-rending pain.

The woman was very brave, as if she was ignorant, there were a few thin and tough spider threads stuck to her hands, which seemed to be delicate, but in fact they were extremely strong, hanging on the rocky rocks of the mountain wall, she couldn't see how she moved, but she was flexible. Climb up this nearly vertical fairy mountain.

Not long after, there was a sudden explosion above, and there was a bright red light.

The woman's corpse-like expressionless face suddenly changed color, and she exclaimed, "...Queyan...could it be, Queyan Burning Fire Order?!"

The sky has four legs, and the earth has four continents.

Since the sky had feet and the earth had continents, there have been immortal beasts crouching dragons and queering cranes.

Of the two beasts, the former is extremely fierce, while the latter is extremely inflammatory.

Queyan Crane is like a lotus with double stalks, one stem bears two flowers.Each litter gives birth to two cranes.

One crane is called Que Crane.

One crane is called Yanhe.

When the two cranes merge, they can be turned into a scorching fire order.

This token is extremely yang and pure, and its cultivation base is too low. If it is touched by hand, it will turn into fly ash.

It's just that such fetishes don't usually appear in front of monks.

Although everyone in Zhengwuzhou has heard of the fame of the Chiyan Crane, few people can see it.

There are only two Queyan cranes, which are now kept in the Dongkun Immortal Lord's Palace.

Presumably, he felt the breath of the Immortal Lord's legacy and flew out from the Immortal Palace.

"Young master."

The woman in red suddenly let out a frightening roar, only to hear a few crisp 'cracks', and eight insect-like animal legs appeared around the woman's body.

With a blatant expression, she climbed towards Xianshan Mountain at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, East Island, Liaojizhou.

The toga-robed monk who was rushing forward suddenly noticed something.He leaned over suddenly, then looked west with a solemn expression.

He could feel that the son of the Immortal Lord was within the Nine Twists and Eight Passes of the Optimus Pillar, not far from the Immortal Sect.

First there was the fairy sword Bailan, and then there was the Queyan Erhe.

That child is in danger.

Feng Zhaoming's swift steps stopped, he slowly closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and took a long breath.

Then he saw that this monk had an elegant appearance, with vermilion eyebrows on his face, like a half-faced yin-yang fish.

During the breath, the aura of heaven and earth condensed into a whirlpool shape, rushing to Feng Zhaoming's side roaringly.

Feng Zhaoming tried his best to absorb all the spiritual energy, and the meridians all over his body were aching.

That's too late.

If this continues, even if he is exhausted, he will not be able to return to Zhengwu Island within half a month.

Xianjun Zhaoming is now 950 years old, with a pulse to the eyebrows, amazing talent, and knowledge from ancient to modern times.

Majored in the Dao of War Intent and minored in the Dao of Time.

Time fragments can be used to perform calculations and reverse time and space magic.

It's just that the Dao of Time is not Feng Zhaoming's main practice, and just calculating it will consume a lot of immortal power.

The art of shifting time and space has been taught by myself, but it has not been used.

But it is quite difficult to perform this technique.Once it fails, the immortal body is very likely to be turned into fragments of time and kill itself.

Thinking about Feng Zhaoming being so close to the son of the Immortal Lord, but because of his urgency, he was moved to Liaojizhou by Bu Luo Ji Yu, which is not bad luck.

Such bad luck is actually not suitable for performing such a dangerous fairy art.

However, Feng Zhaoming ran out of time.

He kept swallowing his spiritual power, and after a short while, Xianjun opened his eyes impressively.

The surrounding spiritual pressure skyrocketed, as if there were invisible air waves, impacting all directions.

Between Feng Zhaoming's right fingers was a talisman with complex patterns drawn on it, exuding majestic spiritual power.

He raised the talisman in front of him and said softly:

"transport."

The talisman exploded and turned into a little bit of starlight, falling on Xianjun.

Feng Zhaoming quickly squeezed the formula with both hands, the pressure around him was oppressive, everything was silent, only the wind and thunder surged.

Then I heard him say:

"The river is stagnant."

"The sun and the moon don't move around."

"Time reverses."

"Reverse leads you back."

In the next moment, the peak of Optimus Pillar, Zhenhui Peak, and Banxie Pavilion.

A young monk in a red and white toga sat in the cabinet with his eyes closed.

He frowned, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, which fell on the front of his chest.

Feng Zhaoming didn't even wipe it, he took a trembling breath, raised his hand and called Xiantong.

"Let all the immortals follow me down the mountain to find someone."

Then he called Qingluan's mount and rode down on Luan.

Qingfeng and Mingyue bowed to salute, then hurriedly retreated to deliver the message.

At the foot of Optimus Pillar Mountain.

Gold caravan.

Jin Qigui blocked the sun with his hands and looked up.

As usual, Optimus Pillar was full of aura and boundless with fairy mist.

I don't know if the child who has been calling him "fourth uncle, fourth uncle" is in danger.Having said that, when will it be his turn to go up the mountain to see and see?

Just as he was thinking about what to do, he suddenly saw the fairy mist surrounding the Optimus Pillar Wannian, making a loud whistling noise.

The thick fog was billowing, as if avoiding something, it hurriedly retreated.

Layers of thick fog swarmed back, roars of tigers and beasts came out from the friction, and the reverberation of the valley was deafening.

Jin Qigui's scarred face was stunned.

In the second stage, the fierce mosquitoes flew away from the swamp one after another, and huddled by the trees, shivering.

It can make the spirit mist dodge and not compete with it, and make the fierce mosquito dodge and keep silent like a chilling cicada.

I'm afraid only...

The pipe in Jin Qigui's hand fell to the ground, and he shouted:

"...Feng Jun is going down the mountain?!"

The author has something to say: Of the four four-character phrases recited by Xianjun, the first two are quoted from Chan Master Seng Zhao.