Of course, the choice is to enchant

Wuming wondered who are the people in Wangxian City who can instantly kill a monster with a Xuanxian cultivation level just by using sword energy, and turned to look at the person who suddenly appeared.

With just one glance, Wuming can be sure that this person is Xiaoyao Sword Master, Feihong.

It's strange to say that after Wuming traveled here, he saw familiar or unfamiliar NPCs in the game, but the appearance of Demon King Si Yao and Xiaoyao Sword Master Feihong was more vivid than the models in the game. It can be said that there is no difference.

Others such as Shan Ling and An Chen have more or less differences in temperament or details.

Or such as the tricky magic girl, the crazy general Qiu Lie, the difference between the real person and the image in the game is even more different.

Wuming even suspected for a while that he didn't time travel to a genuine game, but to a fake game.

But as his cultivation got higher and higher, he began to have some understanding of the world in the dark, and Wuming and inexplicably determined that this world was the game "Canglan" he played.

The contradictory thoughts confused Wuming for a long time, and finally realized that this was not a secret that he could explore with his current cultivation level, so he put it down for the time being.

Suddenly seeing a second face that was exactly the same as in the game, Wuming's first reaction was surprise, followed by resistance and defense.

When Feihong came to the seventh floor, Mojun and Yuqi Xianzun had already gone to the eighth floor.

Feihong didn't rush to earn points to go to the eighth floor because of this.

He didn't forget his original purpose just because Yuqi Xianzun was injured in the confrontation with the Demon Lord.

For Feihong, the only meaning of this trip is to find Wuming who may be caught in the secret realm blocked by the Forest of Rising Sun.

At the beginning, he was able to hand over all the relics of Emperor Hetai to Immortal Yuqi without blinking an eye. Now that many years have passed, he will not forget his original intention because of the inheritance of an immortal.

It's a pity that Feihong almost went all over the seventh floor, but couldn't find the nameless figure, which forced him to consider other possibilities.

As soon as Feihong went out to look for Yuqi, he heard Yuqi's disciple Shan Ling leading people and Yuqi to report that Wuming was stopped by a big monster on the way to Longyin Battlefield, and now his life and death are unknown. The secret realm blocked by the Forest of the Rising Sun.

Feihong has an unnamed life card, and the life card is not broken, which means that the owner of the life card is not in life or death crisis at the same time.

When he handed the life card to Yuqi, the aura on the life card showed that the owner of the life card was in Sanxian, so Feihong didn't think much about it.

He had just left the customs, and he didn't know that Wuming went to the Longyin battlefield in order to restore his cultivation base after the bone was pulled out.

He thought it was Wuming who was injured in the confrontation with the big demon, and the influence of the secret realm, which led to the wrong cultivation base displayed on the life card.

Therefore, Feihong always defaulted to the nameless spirit fairy who was still before his retreat.

The first time he came to the Tower of Inheritance, Feihong didn't enter right away, but chose to leave, and searched around a little bit. After making sure that he had searched all the places except the Tower of Inheritance, he returned to the Tower of Inheritance.

The first to fifth floors of the Inheritance Tower have long been unimpeded, the sixth floor of illusion tests whether the mind is firm, and the teleportation array transformed by phantom beasts tests caution.

Feihong thought that Wuming would never be stopped on the sixth floor, but he couldn't find Wuming on the seventh floor.

So apart from Feihong's reluctance to think deeply, there is only one reason why Wuming has left the seventh floor to go to the eighth floor.

Just when Feihong had no hope for the seventh floor and started to collect map points, and wanted to go to the eighth floor to continue looking for Wuming, he unexpectedly felt a particularly familiar aura fluctuation.

What Feihong was familiar with was not Wuming, who had completely switched to inheriting the demon clan spells in his memory, but the sword array that Wuming took out.

As the former owner of the sword formation, Feihong knew very well the whereabouts of the sword formation.

Since it was handed over to others, Feihong came here only thinking of helping the current owner of the sword formation, but he just happened to meet Wuming whom he had been looking for.

It's just the silent embarrassment after the two met. The scene where the two met was far from Feihong's expectation. He almost immediately caught the vigilance and defense in Wuming's eyes. On the big monster in the secret realm, I thought it was the big monster Wuming met and said something to him.

"This set of sword formations was given to you by Yuqi." Feihong deliberately did not go into Wuming's abnormal attitude at this time, but first arranged the scattered sword formations on the ground, together with the small sword that he brought along halfway. Standing still in front of the nameless body.

Wuming saw that Feihong didn't seem to have the intention to settle accounts with him, and when he saw the sword array, he thought it was given to him by Yuqi Immortal, and he didn't think it was strange, so he let go of his guard.

Recalling what Shan Ling did to him back then, Wuming saluted Feihong like a gourd painting, but didn't know how to address him. Fortunately, the other party had a respectful title, "Jian Zun."

Then he put away the sword formation generously.

"Before I retreated, I didn't hear you say that you want to go to Longyin Battlefield for trials." Feihong waved to Wuming, "Did you become a true immortal in Wangxian City, or did you become a true immortal after escaping from the great demon? Let me see." No dark wounds were left."

Naturally, it was impossible for Wuming to hand over his life to Feihong, not to mention that he couldn't trust Feihong just because of Feihong's few words, but the whispering lotus in his dantian might be a crime of beheading in Wangxian City.

Repeating Feihong's words in his heart, Wuming's eyes lighted up, he lowered his head and looked at his toes and said in a low voice, "I advanced to the real immortal in Wangxian City. ...If the immortal, go to Longyin Battlefield to rebuild."

The unreal smile on Feihong's face froze in an instant, but the coercion that had been well contained on his body was unknowingly released.

Even though Coercion deliberately avoided Wuming's position, Wuming still felt that the surrounding air was getting more and more oppressive and dull, so he simply held his breath and relied on the evil energy in his body to work, so he felt better.

"Puff, bone?" Feihong's voice was as sharp and cold as the icicles of nine cold days. Under his impatience, he didn't care about Wuming's strangeness. A wisp of immortal energy is injected.

Fortunately, Feihong looked extremely angry, but he was very measured in his hands. The aura injected into Wuming's body was not aggressive, and he only explored Wuming's bones.

Wuming left Wangxian City after suffering bone loss. During this period, he only reached the cultivation base of Sanxian by taking drugs for a short time, and unsealed the demon soul under Tan Fan's strong pressure.

After fighting Tan Fan desperately, the only Sanxian's cultivation base was wiped out again.

The Demon Lord didn't know whether he was in a good mood, or because he was moved by the miserable story Wuming told, and took the initiative to wash away all the traces of Wangxiancheng on Wuming's body.

Whether it was before signing the agreement with the Demon Lord to steal the feather keel and sell himself in the Rising Sun Forest, or after the agreement, the Demon Lord fed the Wuming Demon Pill while not interfering with Wuming's cultivation.

Wuming first absorbed the demon core with his body instinct, and later practiced according to the increasingly clear inheritance memory, and now he has reached the cultivation base of a true immortal again, and the remodeling is naturally the most orthodox demon bone.

Feihong put down Wuming's wrist, and his livid face was stained red with anger.

He understood that Wuming didn't tell him all the things that happened these days, but just what he 'saw' was enough.

He never believed that Wuming would break his immortal bones for the sake of demon bones just because he knew he was a demon, then there was only one answer.

Someone was bullying Wuming while he was in seclusion, and Yuqi not only didn't stop him, he might even be one of the pushers.

Angry to the extreme, Feihong calmed down instead.

Things have come to this point, no matter what kind of adventure Wuming has had in the past few days when he left Wangxian City, it may not be a kind of compensation for Wuming to return to the cultivation base of a true immortal so quickly.

All he can do now is to recover the previous grievances for Wuming, "Who did it?"

Wuming swallowed the "Immortal Chess Master" that almost blurted out, and remembered his character design in time, and said softly, "I voluntarily used the fairy bone to help An Chen through the difficulties, and it has nothing to do with Master Yuqi."

There was a light 'click'.

A piece of emerald green spiritual bamboo not far away finally failed to withstand Feihong's coercion, and was crushed into powder from the middle, leaving only a bare bamboo root.

Feihong looked deeply at Wuming, and suddenly brought up an irrelevant topic, "When you broke through to Lingxian, I would accept you as my apprentice, but Yuqi said that he and you fell in love with each other. Cultivation is necessary to tell the world to become a partner, if I accept you as a disciple, I will be a generation behind."

"Now I'll ask you again, are you willing to be my first apprentice?"

Wuming, who kept his head down all the time, raised his head in astonishment and looked at Feihong with a serious face.

The first reaction was, could Feihong be interested in Wuming Immortal?

Then immediately deny it.

If Yuqi Xianzun wants to become a partner with Wuming, he must consider the issue of inferior seniority, and prevent Feihong from accepting Wuming as his apprentice.

If Feihong really liked Wuming Immortal, he would not propose to accept him as a disciple now.

Could it be that he wanted to help him withdraw his engagement with Immortal Master Yuqi?

Feeling Feihong's concerned gaze, Wuming politely moved his heart a little, and then firmly crossed this option.

Feihong can be regarded as the first person he has met since the nameless time travel, who is willing to express kindness to him regardless of gain or loss, without any purpose.

If he hadn't signed a contract recognized by the Dao of Heaven with the demon king, even if the significant treasure house of Yuqi Xianzun was almost half-empty, with Feihong around, it might not be impossible to deal with it.

As for the nameless immortal in the game, who obviously had Feihong's concern, he was still treated as a material tool nine times.

What happened to the Wuming Immortal, and what does it have to do with Wuming?

Different people facing the same thing may not necessarily have the same result.

Unfortunately, they met too late, or just missed it.

Seeing Wuming's eyes full of guilt but keeping silent, Feihong understood that Wuming's answer was still the same as before.

Feihong shook his head slightly, and sighed, "Forget it, since you're so infatuated, I won't say anything more.

But whether you voluntarily or not, I can't sit idly by. "

"Sword Master..."

When he thought he had no hope and could only carry it on his own, someone suddenly stood up and wanted to make the decision for him.

Although he still couldn't shake Wuming's decision, he couldn't help but be moved.

Feihong's eyes lingered between the increasingly bewitching eyebrows of Wuming who had completely turned into a demon, and said with a smile, "Since you don't want to worship me as your teacher, then you can still call me Feihong like you did when you were a child. Strange to me."

Wuming could no longer refuse, so he could only respond and called out 'Feihong'.

But my heart was inexplicably sour because of this 'feihong'.

If he hadn't had a clear understanding of himself, Wuming would have wondered if he fell in love with Feihong at first sight.