My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

When Jing Yue opened his eyes again, he had already reached the other side of the abyss. Behind him was a withering Wangchen flower.

Recalling all the things in the illusion, he only hoped that there was another him in the illusion. That him might be a little different from him, but he was still a person after all.

"Old Ancestor, do you still remember what happened just now?"

Jing Yue was not the first to walk through the abyss, there were already some people standing beside him, just like Liu Yun who asked him at this moment.

Jing Yue glanced in Qin Yanzhi's direction. The other party hadn't opened his eyes yet, but he subconsciously concealed it, "I don't remember, but I remembered that these flowers on the abyss are called Wangchen flowers."

When he talked about the characteristics of Wangchenhua, everyone was relieved.

Lan Feng in her arms flew out, hugging Jingyue's neck, "No wonder Jingjing ignored Jiji, it turned out that Jingjing had gone to the illusion, but don't worry Jingjing, Jiji has been helping you keep an eye on your mother."

Jing Yue: "Don't call him that, it's weird."

Lan Feng: "Jiji has been keeping an eye on the hooligan for you!"

Jing Yue: "..."

It seems that the rogue is still pleasing to the ear, so I have to feel sorry for Yan Zhi!

Lan Feng: "Chichi will tell you that the hooligan woke up just now, just like Jingjing, twice!"

Jing Yue: "Oh? Could it be that there are still people who came all the way before waking up?"

Each of them experienced the test of Wangchenhua last time, but no one knew the process.

Lan Feng: "Jingjing is so smart, as is Liuyun!"

Jing Yue patted it and went to see Qin Yanzhi. Qin Yanzhi was still in meditation, what had happened?

Thinking of Yiwang in the illusion, Jing Yue couldn't help smiling.

Time passed little by little, and more and more people crossed the abyss, and now only Baifeng Sword Sect, Dongtian Zhenjun, and Qin Yanzhi remained.

Jing Yue was puzzled. In the previous life, all of them went smoothly and woke up one after another. No one took as long as them.

At this moment, the figure of the True Monarch of the White Phoenix Sword Sect was gradually blurred, and disappeared from the Wangchen Flower within a few breaths, and they could not sense each other's aura.

The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became dignified. Although everyone knew that there were many dangers in the secret realm, they never expected that one of their companions could be snatched away in just one illusion, and it came so silently.

Everyone felt uncomfortable, and what made them even more terrified was that Qin Yanzhi hadn't woken up yet.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Jing Yue. Now that the news that Jing and Qin would become Taoist couples had spread all over the world of cultivation, they still remembered that when the news first spread, everyone was taken aback and thought it was nonsense. Some people wonder if the Demonic Dao is plotting something?

No one could have imagined that these two people who seemed to be insulated from love would suddenly become entangled.

Later, when the matter was confirmed, everyone reluctantly accepted it, but couldn't help thinking about the clues of the past hundreds of years.

Thinking about it, they really found out a little bit.

For example, the two disappeared together for 20 years. Only few people know where they went in those 20 years, but everyone knows that after 20 years, the two have made an unbelievable breakthrough in their cultivation.

Therefore, some people suspect that the two of Qin and Jing have obtained the heaven-defying double cultivation method, and they have been practicing double cultivation for 20 years.

In addition, there are some scattered traces, the casual details back then, now that I think about it, they seem to be the evidence of their bond.

Now that Qin Yan is on the verge of danger, if something happens, why should Patriarch Jing be in a hurry?

But to their surprise, Jing Yue's expression was very calm. Jing Yue always believed that the illusion would not happen, and that Qin Yanzhi was the most real one.

Liuyun comforted dryly, "Patriarch, don't worry, Qin Zhen, Qin Patriarch has excellent comprehension and has always been transparent, so nothing will happen."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yanzhi's body became somewhat transparent, and the expressions of the monks suddenly changed, and their whole bodies tensed up.

Only Jingyue didn't move at all, but Lan Feng felt that the hand holding it was a little tight, which made Lan Jiji suffocate a bit, but at the moment it was sensible enough not to cry out for pain.

The purple petals of the Wangchen flower swayed slightly. On the stamen, Qin Yanzhi's somewhat illusory body gradually solidified, and the Wangchen flower under his feet also slowly floated towards him.

When Qin Yanzhi stepped across the abyss, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

But he looked at Jing Yue with a glance, and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Jing Yue also laughed, with waves in his eyes, "I know you must be fine."

Qin Yanzhi: "I will not let you down."

The conversation between the two was obviously very simple, and there was nothing out of the ordinary, but the others always felt uncomfortable when they heard it, as if they had eaten something sweet and greasy, and panicked.

They turned around at the same time, chatting and chatting, thinking about life and thinking about life.

Jing Yue told Qin Yanzhi about Wangchenhua, and asked, "Do you still remember what happened just now?"

Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, as if he was reminded by Jing Yue that he realized that he had lost a piece of memory.

He frowned slightly, trying to recall, but it was always blank.

Qin Yanzhi felt flustered, as if he had lost something important, and if Jing Yue didn't mention it, he wouldn't even know that he had lost it.

He propped his forehead, all his thoughts surged and squeezed like ocean waves, and then he saw a vague shadow, even a shadow whose outline was not clear.

who is it?

A name was about to come out, but suddenly, his spirit was shaken, as if being pulled by tens of thousands of hands, Qin Yanzhi, who was always restrained, couldn't help but groan.

"Forget it!"

Jing Yue saw the beads of sweat on the other's forehead and his pale face, so he hurried forward to hold Qin Yanzhi's hand.

Qin Yanzhi felt the warmth of his hands, which relieved the pain a little, but the shadow also disappeared without a trace.

He sighed: "There is one person, but I can't remember..."

"It's okay, just forget it, everyone forgets."

He stared at Qin Yanzhi's eyes, which gradually overlapped with the other pair of eyes. Jing Yue's heart shuddered, and he lowered his head hastily, thinking: "Master and apprentice, it's better not to tell Qin Yanzhi, because it will increase the burden on him."

A new life is a new life.

So, Jing Yue raised his head again and said with a smile, "We need to be together well."

Qin Yanzhi was startled, Jing Yue rarely said these words, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I wish it."

Lan Jiji was unwilling to be lonely, and struggled to stand out: "Where is Jiji? Did Jingjing forget about Jiji? You need to be together."

Jing Yue flicked Lan Feng's head lightly, "Don't you consider yourself our son? Of course we are together."

Lan Feng was immediately delighted, and several nearby monks who accidentally heard this sentence looked over in horror, their eyes wandering between Qin Yanzhi, Jing Yue, and Lan Feng.

Jing Yue felt a little embarrassed when he noticed the gazes of the crowd, but he still graciously let them look at him. Qin Yanzhi never cared about the eyes of others, while Lan Feng proudly held his head high. , since then stable.

"Young man, that's great."

The Patriarch Hongluan of the Taichu Sect took the lead in teasing, because of her apprentice Ruan Jiu, she had always had a good impression of Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi.

Jing Yue, who was called a young man, was silent, and changed the subject: "After Wangchenhua, you should be able to go to the battlefield of gods and demons."

Hongluan: "How did the ancestor know?"

Jing Yue was very natural, "Long Zu told me."

Everyone knows that Jing Yue and Long Zu have friendship, although they don't know where the friendship came from, but it is not surprising that Long Zu told him some inside stories.

A group of people set up a monument beside the abyss for their deceased companions, and then continued to walk deep.

Soon, a thick fog appeared in front of them, blocking the way ahead, and after passing through the thick fog, they came to the ruins of the battlefield of gods and demons.

Although the war has ended tens of billions of years ago, there is still an ancient and heavy atmosphere here, which makes everyone vigilant and at the same time have to be in awe, and there is also a kind of unspeakable excitement and glory.

Wherever they passed, they followed the path of ancient gods and demons.

They are about to have a dialogue with the gods and demons.

Jing Yue: "There are often remnant souls of gods and demons here. They have been wandering here for thousands of years, they have already lost their sanity, and their strength is about the same as ours."

He looked around for a week, and added: "They may appear anywhere, we must be careful."

Further on, there are puddles scattered on the ground. I don't know if it is the law of this secret realm, but there is still water in the puddles, which has not dried up for hundreds of millions of years.

Nine monks were reflected on the clear water, and suddenly, one of them said, "There is something under the water!"

Jingyue followed the sound and forgot, and saw some shiny stones under the water. Although he couldn't tell what they were, everything that appeared in the medieval secret realm was definitely not ordinary.

Seeing that the water in the puddle was not deep and not dangerous, a Dongtian Zhenjun stepped into the puddle and tried to touch a few stones to come up.

But before he touched the stone, suddenly, a hand stretched out from the bottom of the water and pulled him down violently!

Immediately, Dongtian Zhenjun met a pair of lifeless eyes.

In the puddle, a face was staring up at him. That face was very similar to that of a human race, but it had a single horn on its forehead.

—— Demon Race!

Dongtian Zhenjun panicked, and instinctively cast a spell, blasting the demons at the bottom of the water into ashes with one move.

"..." What about the cultivation base of Dongtian Returning to the Void?Dongtian Zhenjun turned his head in a daze, and said in a daze, "I just exterminated the remnant soul of a demon clan?"

The expressions of the others were equally blank, and they said uncertainly: "It seems to be..."

Dongtian Zhenjun: "Why do I feel that he only has the cultivation base of the golden core period? Can't even handle a single move from me?"

He looked at Jing Yue. After all, Jing Yue's bragging made them all terrified at first, but the reality hit their faces.

"Maybe, after another ten thousand years, their strength has been exhausted?"

But 1 years is like a drop of water melting into the sea in terms of the passage of time in the ancient secret realm, without any influence. How could the remnant souls suddenly degenerate to this point?

Jing Yue was also very confused at this time. In his previous life, he had just entered the battlefield of gods and demons, and he met the remnant soul of the god race who had returned to the void. If he hadn't dumped Lei Jing in time, the remnant soul sensed the breath of the dragon and chased after Lei Jing , he might have to rush to the street on the spot.

After all, although the remnant soul has lost its sanity, its hatred and fighting spirit towards the other three clans is instinctive. Once they detect the living souls of the dragon, phoenix, and demon clans, they will definitely not let them go.

Thinking of this, he suddenly said to Lan Feng: "Chichi, go back to your nest first."

Lan Feng said unhappily: "Jiji just wants to be outside, and Jiji wants to show Jingjing the way!"

Jing Yue: "The remnant souls here can sense the living souls of the Feng clan, aren't you afraid of being torn apart by them?"

Lan Feng suddenly looked terrified, and slammed into a spirit jade around Jing Yue's waist.

This jade is the space jade pendant that Jing Yue refined for Lan Feng after leaving the customs. There is also a Wang Lingquan in the jade, which can be regarded as fulfilling the promise of the year.

Lan Feng was sitting next to the Lingquan at this time, and said angrily: "Come in, come in, there is a Lingquan, it's super big!"