you are my color

"Hey, that kid over there!" A bearded man came out, holding a long knife in his hand.

The breath on his body showed that this person was not a fragment, but a cultivator.

Except for him and Shi Xin, the cultivators who can appear here are basically invited by the Changshengzong and Chengleizong.

Thinking about it, Wen Qing tilted her head to look at him: "What's the matter, sir?"

The person called "Sir" refreshed him, and he patted his head: "Well, my surname is Yu, you call me that..."

"Mr. Yu!"

"Oh, you kid, you already said that I'm not a husband, hehe." Yu Xing said a little embarrassed.

He was originally an illiterate martial artist, and was looked down upon by many people.Later, he was lucky enough to enter Taoism with martial arts, but because of his age, no one in the cultivation world looked down on him, and no sect would accept him, so he could only be a casual cultivator.

When those cultivators called him, those who remembered his name called him "surnamed Yu", and those who couldn't remember called him "that man".

Until one time when he fought against a member of the Demonic Dao, he happened to meet someone from the Longevity Sect and was accepted by the Longevity Sect. Although he was only an outer disciple, his status changed suddenly.

Few people would dare to call him Yu's surname anymore, but Yu Xing could tell that those people were only respectful on their faces, but still didn't think highly of him in their hearts.

After all, cultivators focus on cultivating the Tao, how many of them still value pure physical force?

In his spare time, he also learned to read and write, but it was limited to just understanding.

In his heart, Yu Xing has always envied those other cultivators whose demeanor and gestures are self-contained, and always feel that others only respect the Longevity Sect behind him, but no one thinks highly of him himself.

Unexpectedly, the young man I met this time was not as snobbish as those people, he looked at him with clear eyes, and he said "Mr."

This made him feel as if he drank ice water during the dog days, every pore was extremely refreshed.

"Did you also go to meet up at the top of the mountain?" Wen Qing asked.Of course he would not look down on warriors. During the interstellar period, both physical strength and spiritual strength are equally important. Can one of them be trained to the limit so that people can look up to them?

Yu Xing laughed: "I didn't expect you to be a fellow traveler, little friend, let's go up together."

The breath of the Wen Qing cultivator is not strong, but Yu Xing can still be felt.This time, almost all the sects on this side of the Righteous Path Alliance received invitations, and Yu Xing didn't doubt that the cultivation base here was high or low.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat.

He originally wanted to curry favor with this person, to see if he could kindly take him up the mountain to cross the barrier, but he didn't expect him to propose it on his own initiative.

This is better.

Wen Qing immediately said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Yu."

Yu Xing patted his head again.

Why is it swollen to feel more and more comfortable being called "Sir"?Seeing that Wen Qing's pace was slow, he simply took the boy's hand and lent him strength to walk up together.

The two quickly reached the top of the mountain and passed through the barrier.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.He was really afraid of being thrown to the foot of the mountain again.

On the other side of the enchantment is the teleportation array, Yu Xing led Wen Qing to stand on it, and somehow fiddled with it a few times, the big array lit up.

The body seems to be pulled by invisible hands, and the stomach is churning, which is very similar to the feeling of jumping in an interstellar spaceship.

Fortunately, it was over soon, and the scene in front of his eyes had changed.

There were several disciples from other sects guarding the formation, and when they saw two people approaching, one of them came up and asked, "Which sect are you from?"

"I belong to the Longevity Sect." Yu Xing said.

The few disciples took a glance, saw the school logo on the corner of Yu Xing's clothes, and immediately retreated.

Didn't even ask Wen Qing.

From their point of view, Yu Xing belonged to the Longevity Sect, and so should Wen Qing, who was traveling with him.

"Where is my little master uncle, do you know?" Yu Xing asked.

"Little Master Uncle?"

"Wu Lin."

One of them suddenly said: "Where is the residence of the Changshengzong, you can go and ask."

Yu Xing followed his direction and walked over.

Wen Qing originally planned to find an excuse to leave after coming here, but when he heard the name "Wu Lin", his heart moved.

On his list, this is the next most likely figure after Xie Chengfeng, why not follow the past and have a look.Even if not, you can take the opportunity to quickly scan all the people in the Longevity Sect.

It's better than bumping into Wei Anan first and then being driven back by Daddy Cheap.

Originally, he thought he would have to walk on two feet, but this time Yu Xing took him to stand on the flying sword, ascended to the air and walked with the sword.

Seeing Wen Xinqi's slightly admiring gaze, Yu Xing said a little embarrassedly: "I learned the art of controlling the sword when I was in the sect."

After all, he entered the Tao with martial arts, and the Changshengzong accepted him, but there were not many suitable exercises for him. This caused him to either continue to temper his body and explore by himself, or he had to give up everything in the past and start all over again.

Yu Xing chose the former.

Yujian Flying is the only spell that he can learn without retraining. It is good for him, and he has put a lot of effort into it.

Although the speed was many times faster than that of going up the mountain, the two of them still flew for nearly an hour before arriving at their destination.

Along the way, we passed by camps of various sects, big and small. Wen Qing took a cursory look, but did not notice the light of the target fragments.

It may not be there, or it may be too far away to notice.

Wen Qing still thinks that the fragment is more likely to be Wulin.

According to his experience, the status of fragments cannot be too low in this world.

Big sects like Changshengzong and Chengleizong are more suitable.

Fei Jian stopped, and Yu Xing said a few words to the senior brother who came over, and the senior brother randomly pointed him to a tent and asked him to live there.

Yu Xing took Wen Qing in, only to realize something, and looked at the boy: "Well, I forgot, you have your own school, right?"

"Heavenly Gate."

"Then do you want to go there? I can take you there." Yu Xing said.

Tianzongmen is a small sect, and it is normal for the disciples they send to have lower cultivation bases.

"Is it true that people from other sects are not allowed to stay here? If so, I will leave."

"No," Yu Xing said, "You can live here if you want, you can live with me. I'm just afraid of delaying your business."

Wen Qing said with a smile: "My sect is not big, my father is the master of the sect, he always said that he wants to see the demeanor of the largest sect in the cultivation world, this is our long-cherished wish."

The implication is to want to stay.

Yu Xing said embarrassedly: "It can't be called the first sect, and I'm an outer disciple, so I can only stay here. The brothers, uncles, uncles and uncles of the inner sect have to go a little further, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it later arrive."

"The sect is not big, and I admire the first sect." If someone else said that, he might be suspected of being a white-eyed wolf, but Wen Qing counted the identity of his sect master's son, so it doesn't exist.

Yu Xing was not a thoughtful person in the first place, otherwise he would not have brought Wen Qing here directly, seeing what he said, he would have been kept.

Longevity Sect is one of the sects in charge, and there are too many things to deal with, even outer disciples like Yu Xing are so busy that it is common to see no one for three to five days.

Wen Qing stayed here quite quietly.He was brought by Yu Xing, not from the Longevity Sect. Of course, those people would not assign things to him.

After more than half a month like this, people of the righteous way have gathered almost, and the war between good and evil has finally begun.

The battlefield is not here, but there are too many people participating in the battle, and the momentum is huge. Wen Qing can feel slight earthquakes or faint loud noises from time to time while staying in the tent.

first day.

the next day.

From the third day onwards, the wounded were gradually brought back.

Almost all the cultivators who participated in the battle carried their own unique wound medicine, and the Baicaomen and other sects that specialize in pills also participated in the battle. Although they could not go directly to the battlefield, they gave away a lot of pills.

Generally, minor injuries will pass after you stand up or swallow a pill.

Those who were sent back must have been seriously injured.

Wen Qing finally had something to do at this time, he was sent to bandage the injured cultivators, assist Baicaomen and other people with healing ability.

He was quite happy to do it.

This means that he can contact more people openly without being suspected.

But for five days in a row, he didn't see any fragments.

On the sixth day, Wei Anan came.

Wei An'an brought a message to the cultivator who was in charge of the battle, and bumped into a demon cultivator who was running away halfway, and was knocked down by the other party. You have to explain it there.

The message was brought, but Wei An'an's injury could not be delayed.The Tianzong Gate is too small, and there is no good medicine to treat his injuries. His injuries are not particularly serious, but there is a demonic energy entrenched in him. If he is not driven away as soon as possible, his whole body will continue to be corroded.

Seeing Wen Qing here, Wei Anan blew his beard and stared angrily.But that's the end of the matter, and it's useless for him to be angry.And his son stayed in the rear all the time, seeing that there was no danger, he cursed a few times, and then let his son bandage him.

Wen Qing secretly looked at his face, feeling that this cheap father didn't let go of his thoughts of driving him back, so he couldn't help thinking about it.

While his eyes wandered, he saw that the jade gourd hanging on Wei An'an's waist had a crack.

"Father, your magic weapon is broken." He said.

Wei An'an's attention was diverted: "Yes," he sighed heavily, "It's a pity."

Jade gourd is the only middle-level magic weapon in the sect. Although it is not high-level, it is already very rare for him.If it weren't for the extraordinary battle, he wouldn't have brought it out.

As a result, the magic weapon was damaged in the first battle.

"Father, I'll fix it for you next time." Wen Qing said again.

Repairing the magic weapon is the method of Tianzongmen, and Wei Anan and Wei Ping are both good at it.Speaking of it, cultivators usually throw away the magic weapon if it is broken. After all, even if it is repaired, the power will be greatly reduced. It is better to replace it with a new one.

Wei Anan was different, even the jade gourd was picked up by others.

"it is good."