The purple electric lark burned the Vermilion Bird blood in its body, and a monstrous flame erupted, and after being swept up into the sky by Peng Lei, the endless sea area returned to calm.

Heading south, Chen Canglan and the others did not directly return to the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, but waited for Qin Fen in the sky above the sea area.

"Little Brother Qin, the matter of the Cold Ice Array besieging you just now is really helpless, I hope you will forgive me. "As an elder of the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, Chen Canglan is willing to apologize to Qin Fen, definitely because of Peng Lei.

Although Qin Fen was angry and angry when he was besieged by the Ice Array just now, now that everything has passed, he thinks about it and feels that Chen Canglan can't be blamed entirely. It was called himself, and under the circumstances at that time, there were only two powers that would harm each other, whichever was less.

In addition, Qin Fen also admires Chen Canglan's mind.

"It's that I just said something disrespectful, and I hope Elder Chen won't take it to heart. Now that the purple electric lark is dead, the matter is over. Qin Fen said.

"Hehe, although the purple lightning lark just now awakened the Vermilion Bird bloodline, it was contaminated with dead air. It's a pity that the Purple Electric Skylark clan is almost wiped out for this. Chen Canglan sighed, and then said, "Little Brother Qin, why don't you follow me to the Flying Immortal Sword Sect first, and rest and adjust." ”

Qin Fen thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine." ”

On the way to the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, Qin Fen learned the basic situation of the Southern Continent from Ling Hufeng and Kou Man.

There are three main sects in the Southern Continent, one of which is the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, whose head is Li Xiuzhi. In addition, there are Thunder Pavilion and Taixu Gate, Thunder Pavilion specializes in the method of thunder and lightning, and its pavilion master is Lei Yan, this Qin Fen knows.

Some time ago, in the Spirit Turtle Clan, the bronze tombstone flew and destroyed Lei Yan's consciousness clone, and Lei Yan thought that he had been severely injured.

As for the Taixu Gate, the owner of the gate is Bei Wuji.

One sword divides the void, the void divides the two instruments, and the two instruments turn into the way of yin and yang gossip, and the disciples of the Taixu Gate major in the way of yin and yang gossip.

The Flying Immortal Sword Sect, the Thunder Pavilion and the Taixu Gate formed a three-legged trend in the Southern Continent.

Before he reached the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, he saw the buildings in front of him suspended above the mountains, high in the air. In the courtyard pavilion, the flying sword pierced through the clouds, and the steps condensed by the sword qi stretched up from the peak of the mountain, and were inserted into the Xiao Han.

On the top of the mountains, countless flying swords stood in the air, forming a sword circle of more than ten miles in size. The sword qi was already substantial, like a streamer phantom.

At the top of a cliff more than ten miles away from the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, there was a man lying on top of a rock, squinting and drinking.

The man was dressed in plain clothes, his hair was tied back haphazardly, and his face was delicate.

Chen Canglan flew over the cliff, saw the man below, couldn't help frowning, landed, and scolded unhappily: "Geng Zhengchen, the purple lightning lark is coming, why are you hiding here, ignoring the lives of your fellow disciples." ”

The man was Geng Zhengchen, a disciple of the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, and when he heard Chen Canglan speak, he opened his eyes, stretched his waist, and said, "Isn't it just a purple electric lark, they can solve it themselves." Oh, Senior Brother Kou is also here, come on, come on, drink some wine with me and talk about something else. ”

Ling Hu Feng glanced at Chen Canglan's somewhat gloomy face, and said, "Senior Brother Geng, the purple electric lark that attacked just now has awakened the Vermilion Bird bloodline in his body, and it is extremely fierce. It was eroded by the death qi and completely lost its mind, not only killing hundreds of fellow disciples and brothers who had no time to escape, but also burning the one hundred and eight small magic circles on the periphery at once. ”

Geng Zhengchen sighed, stood up, and after groaning, he said indifferently: "In this way, how is this purple electric lark now." ”

Kou Man was a little sad and sighed: "We, Elder Dou and Elder Jiang wanted to besiege and kill the Purple Electric Skylark, but we didn't expect it to burn its own Vermilion Sparrow essence blood, and even the three battle formations couldn't resist being burned to the ground. Elder Dou and Elder Jiang didn't have time to escape, they were already ......"

Geng Zhengchen spilled the wine on the ground and said, "Elder Dou, Elder Jiang, you two elders go all the way." ”

Cultivating together, life and death are impermanent. Regarding the deaths of Dou Xiaolan and Jiang Heran, Geng Zhengchen looked at it very lightly, and after symbolically spilling a little wine, he took it back.

"Brother, do you have time to drink some wine with me?" Geng Zhengchen looked at Qin Fen and handed out his wine jug.

Qin Fen was also self-cooked, unceremoniously took the wine jug, raised his neck and drank it in a big gulp.

The wine was very spicy and full of stamina, Qin Fen drank a few big sips, and his throat and internal organs were like being burned by fire: "Good wine, strong enough!"

Geng Zhengchen smiled heartily and said to Qin Fen: "There are a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, if the brother is not in a hurry, we might as well have a good time here." ”

"Let Little Brother Qin smile. Chen Canglan smiled apologetically at Qin Fen, and then scolded a little helplessly, "Hmph, I don't want to make progress, I only know how to drink and sleep all day long, so how can I talk about cultivation." ”

"Hehe, Elder Chen, it's not like you don't know, I've never been interested in cultivation. If I have that time to cultivate, I Geng Zhengchen might as well drink some wine and bask in the sun" Geng Zhengchen waved his hand and said very casually.

"Elder Chen, I'll rest and adjust here. Qin Fen felt that Geng Zhengchen was very interesting, so he said to Chen Canglan.

Chen Canglan snorted and left immediately, but Ling Hufeng and Kou Man, who were with him, were left behind by Geng Zhengchen.

It stands to reason that Geng Zhengchen is only a disciple of the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, and his rank is below Chen Canglan, so he should not be so lazy towards Chen Canglan, and even seems a little rude and disrespectful.

However, Chen Canglan, Ling Hufeng and Kou Man seem to have long been accustomed to this.

Geng Zhengchen was very casual and lazy, informal, he didn't even ask Qin Fen's name, and he drank and talked with Qin Fen like a friend who knew each other for the same year.

"Fighting and killing all day long, exhausting all cultivation, it can be said that a great time has been wasted. You look at the breeze and green leaves, and the sunshine and wine, isn't it more intoxicating than martial arts. The quiet years are the true meaning of life. Senior Brother Linghu, Senior Brother Kou, do you think it is reasonable? Geng Zhengchen asked.

"Senior Brother Geng, the elders often say that with your talent, if you specialize in cultivation, you may already be a rune array saint master by now. Even if it is a spiritual practice, the realm will hit by leaps and bounds. Ling Hufeng stood beside Geng Zhengchen and said with admiration.

"Haha, not necessarily. If I had only known cultivation since I was a child, my realm strength might be far inferior to yours. You need to know that although diligence can make up for this kind of thing in cultivation, doing what you want is the best way to cultivate. Many times, when you encounter a bottleneck in your cultivation, what you need to do is not to retreat. Take a step back, look back, and maybe the bottleneck no longer exists. ”

Kou Man was not as restrained as Ling Hufeng, and probably understood Geng Zhengchen's temperament, so he simply sat down, took a pot of wine, and sighed: "Senior Brother Geng's words are reasonable. Recently, my cultivation has been getting into trouble, and I feel like I've hit a bottleneck. Perhaps, as Brother Geng said, I need to relax now. ”

Geng Zhengchen brought a yin and yang gourd on his body, and it was estimated that it was full of wine. He laughed heartily, "Come on, this time I won't get drunk and go home." ”