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

Feng Zhaoming was silent for a while, then asked:

"How can the suzerain be willing to help?"

Sect Master Bairen sneered: "No matter what, I won't."

"..."

"It's a pity. Immortal Monarch has great powers and knows how to crack the first method of the 'Four Forms of Time', but he can't do anything about it." Sect Master Bai Ren approached Feng Zhaoming with a smile, and said, "If I guessed right, I won. Those who don't know' this move should be the little fairy master Zhengyang Xianzong just found. You tried everything to please him, but there is nothing you can do. Feng Xianjun, how does it feel?"

Before hearing Feng Zhaoming's answer, he heard a buzzing sound, and the dense and majestic spiritual pressure suddenly dispersed, as sharp as a knife, cutting a landscape painting hanging indoors by Sect Master Bairen into two sections.

The vases and china placed by the window were not spared either, as they fell and shattered.

Except for the teacup held by Sect Master Bai Ren, the rest of the teacups fell on the table one after another, splashing out green tea and winding down to the ground.

Sect Master Bairen's face turned cold, he put down the teacup in his hand, and was about to speak, the next moment, there was a cold touch on his wrist.

He looked down, and saw Feng Zhaoming's spiritual power condensed into shape, like a small dagger, stabbing at Sect Master Bairen.

"I am sincere in your request," Feng Zhaoming said firmly, with a calm expression, "This matter is by no means 'powerless'."

Sect Master Bai Ren sneered: "What? Is Feng Xianjun planning to use force?"

"Don't dare. I just ask Sect Master Bairen to think carefully."

"Then move this kid's toy away." Sect Master Bairen stepped forward with his right hand and grabbed it vigorously, the dagger trembled up and down, and with a 'click', it split in two.He sternly said: "Zhengyang Immortal Sect is so powerful, do you dare to act wildly on Boyue Sect's head with only the Immortal Monarch?"

Feng Zhaoming's eyes were calm, and he repeated in a deep voice: "Sect Master, please think about it."

"Don't think about it!"

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and the silence was terrifying.

The atmosphere was tense, and two top monks in the transformation stage sat facing each other.The vast spiritual power collided with each other, making a piercing sound like the intersection of swords.

But soon, Patriarch Bairen withdrew part of the spiritual pressure.

Feng Zhaoming did the same, the two backed away steadily, and it took a while to restore the cleanliness of the room.

The disciples standing outside the palace of Sect Master Bairen could feel the astonishing spiritual pressure here from a long distance away. Now they were calm again, each of them wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sect Master Bairen was expressionless, picked up the tea cup with his right hand, paused for a while, and said, "I thought about it carefully just now. Feng Xianjun is a guest from afar, and it is not impossible for you to ask for my blood."

Feng Zhaoming looked at him quietly, didn't open his mouth to question his way of hospitality, and ignored his diametrically opposite attitudes.

"Since you want my blood, then I also want something from you. If the fairy agrees, this is the deal. Then you can go back and please your little fairy."

Feng Zhaoming ignored the thorns in Sect Master Bairen's words, nodded slightly, and said, "Sect Master, it's okay to say."

Sect Master Bairen smiled slightly, and said: "I heard that Feng Xianjun has a single-fire physique, and he is now 970 years old, and Yuanyang has not been released for nearly a thousand years. Is this true?"

Feng Zhaoming looked at the other party with sharp eyes.

Sect Master Bai Ren didn't realize it.

Feng Zhaoming paused, then said softly, "Yes."

"Oh?" Sect Master Bairen said: "The Fairy Longyu was so devoted to each other back then, but she couldn't get the favor of the fairy?"

Feng Zhaoming continued: "Yes."

Hearing this, Sect Master Bai Ren seemed to be happier than anything else. He smiled at the corners of his lips, and stared at Feng Zhaoming with dull eyes. After a while, he heard him say: "...If this is the case, I will Xianjun has not vented Yuanyang. If you accompany me once, I will teach you how to restore the fragments of time that were shattered by "Even if you meet each other, you should not know" so that you can please the little fairy master, and the immortal master Dongkun will be full of joy if he knows it underground ,how?"

With a solemn expression, Feng Zhaoming looked at Sect Master Bairen for a long time.

Ordinary people are looked at by him like this, and those who have poor concentration may feel chills.

However, Sect Master Bairen is not very human, even when Feng Zhaoming looked at him like this, his expression was calm.

He even stood up, ignoring Feng Zhaoming's sharp eyes, and wrapped his arms around Xianjun's neck.

Then straddle his lap.

Immortal Feng Zhaoming, who is admired by thousands of people and dare not be insulted, is sitting like a green pine with his back straight.

However, Sect Master Bairen didn't care about this person's celestial posture at all, and even bent down and kissed him lightly on the corner of his lips.

Urging to ask: "How?"

Feng Zhaoming remained motionless, but his eyelids drooped, as if he was thinking, revealing his thick black eyelashes.

Sect Master Bai Ren counted his eyelashes one by one, and urged him patiently and tirelessly: "How?"

"..."

"You don't have to worry, I have a special physique, a single wood physique, and intercourse with the immortal will be beneficial." He said with a smile: "If it weren't for this, Immortal Baizang would not have chosen me to be your sword boy back then, haha. "

Hearing this, Feng Zhaoming suddenly stood up and pushed the person on his lap aside.

Sect Master Bairen was caught off guard and took a few steps back.He froze for a moment, then said angrily: "Feng Zhaoming, don't you want the little fairy master to recover his memory?"

Facing Sect Master Bai Ren, Feng Zhaoming suddenly said: "Sect Master Bai Ren, if you use it to do evil in the future, I will not take into account the friendship of the same family, I will definitely finish it with my own hands, just do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Feng Zhaoming shook the hem of his clothes, pushed the door and went out.

Sect Master Bai Ren gave a cold snort, and looked at Feng Zhaoming's retreating back with a fierce expression.

But after a while, a smile appeared in his dull eyes, and Sect Master Bairen raised the remaining teacup, raised his hand, and drank the sweet tea in it in one gulp.

Optimus Pillar, Wangqing Peak.

Qianqing propped up her arms and sat in front of the wooden case, looking at the neatly arranged stones in front of her, she was stunned.

If a person's sight can have power, then these bluestones would have been pierced by Qianqing's sight long ago.

In the past few days, Qianqing has been busy meeting with the leaders of the various immortal sects and sects, and dealing with the matter of wishing my family to join the clan, and it has long been too late.However, once he has free time, he will sit in front of the wooden case and look at the stone quietly.

As if it was something that reassured him.

Shuangye already knew about Qianqing's habits, so she stepped aside, leaving Qianqing here alone without making a sound.

But today Qianqing suddenly thought of something, he turned his head and asked:

"Where is Shouxi now?"

"Go back to my little eunuch." Shuang Ye took a few steps forward and said, "Master Shouxi has already arrived at the Optimus Pillar, and there is still some distance to Zhengyang Immortal Sect."

"Huh?" Qian Qingxi said, "We've reached the Optimus Pillar, so it's not far away. That's good. Shouxi and I have been dependent on each other since we were young. He knows everything about me. Shouxi must know about this stone." ...I must know who that person is, great!"

Qianqing jumped up from the chair, her expression hard to hide her excitement, she murmured repeatedly: "That's great... yes, Shouxi must know."

Seeing that Qianqing was so happy, Shuangye's mood was as happy as the clear sky, he said: "It really is a happy event. Young master, tomorrow is the apprenticeship ceremony. Even though Immortal Baizang hoped to teach you personally, according to the last wish of Immortal Master Dongkun, You are still practicing with Immortal Feng Zhaoming. Immortal Feng Zhaoming is the most proud disciple of Immortal Lord Dongkun. Since he has not accepted any disciples so far, the young master is also the first disciple of Immortal Lord. What's more, Immortal Feng It's similar to your physique, both of which are single-fire physiques, and it's more suitable for you, little prince, than Baizang Immortal Venerable. Isn't this very good?"

Qian Qing nodded and asked, "Is he very powerful?"

Shuang Ye said with a smile: "Phoenix Immortal Sovereign cultivates the Dao of Battle Intent, and his combat strength is outstanding. Everyone says that he is the No. 1 combat power in Zhengwuzhou, and he is unparalleled. Although Xiaonu has never been lucky enough to watch the battle of Immortal Lord, but he is powerful. One can imagine."

A few words made Qianqing's blood boil. He was a young man at first, so he smiled and said, "I want to see and see."

"That's right. It's getting late, young master, do you want to rest?"

"Ah."

Qianqing held the bluestones in her hand, put them beside the pillow, turned around and touched Ah Mao who was lying on the bed.

The hideous and terrifying scar on Amao's back healed quickly under the repair of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect's elixir.

It's just that after being injured this time, Amao's vitality was greatly reduced, and he couldn't climb on Qianqing's shoulders, so he could only stay on the bed.

Sensing his master lying on the bed, Amao ran around waving his eight legs, crawling around.

"Amao," Qian Qing touched its head with her fingers, closed her eyes, and said, "Shouxi is coming soon, and you will soon know who your other master is."

Qian Qing asked with a smile, "Are you happy?...I am very happy."

With a wave of her right hand, Shuangye extinguished the orbs used for lighting in the room, and then retreated gently.

But the other side said that Lin Zichu walked out of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect sect alone under the leadership of Zhengyang Immortal Sect disciples.

Then he walked down the mountain aimlessly, only to feel that his body was getting colder and colder, and the spiritual power in his body was becoming more and more uncontrollable.

This kind of feeling is very dangerous for monks with the body of the cold dragon lying on the snow. In the past, Lin Zichu would immediately use silver needles to stop the rampage of spiritual power, but today, he did not do so.

He knew that even if he used silver needles, it would be of no use at all.

Because Lin Zichu gave 'that thing' to Qianqing.

Next, where to go?

That's right, he came to Zhengyang Xianzong for two purposes.

One is to visit Xianzong and learn from a teacher.

The second is to cure Qianqing's headache and ailment.

Now that the second goal has been achieved, it is time to visit Xianzong one by one.

Lin Zichu staggered and walked a few steps, but due to lack of concentration, he suddenly tripped over something and fell to the ground.

He fell hard to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.

Lin Zichu was lying on his back in embarrassment, the sudden cold air in his lungs made him cough loudly uncontrollably, he coughed, and at some point, tears were streaming down his face.

The unbearable chill seemed to freeze his mind.

Before falling into a coma, there seemed to be a voice deep in Lin Zichu's heart.

I don't want to leave him.

I should go to Zhengyang Xianzong, even if I can only see him from a distance.

As long as he doesn't find out... I want to see him.

Not far away, a little girl with a red headband said to the female cultivator in white beside her, "Master, brother Lin is not moving, can we go help him?"

The female cultivator in white sighed, and said: "Forget it, forget it. Since I saved him once, it is fate, and this time, I have to save him."