Chapter 62: The Eternal Sect

Chen Sandou coughed lightly, and Zhengse said: "Miss Luan, sometimes it's not necessarily a good thing to be too smart, sometimes, it's better to pretend to be confused, and everyone's face is more passable." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Feng Yiluan smiled and said, "Oh, I understand, I won't mention it in the future." ”

Ji Li slowly said: "I didn't expect that my predecessors also had such a ...... in the past" Speaking of this, although he didn't say the second half of the sentence, the rejection of Chen Sandou in his heart weakened a lot.

If you have a similar situation, you will probably have a similar state of mind.

After a few more small talks, the topic naturally changed, and Ji Li told Chen Sandou about the events of the past few hundred years, of course, many of them were heard by him, and a small part of them were seen and experienced by him.

Only then did Chen Sandou know that after Shuhan disappeared for several years, many demons had been captured by the current Holy Emperor, and his whereabouts were unknown. In the next few years, the current Holy Emperor began to gradually restrict the cultivation of mortals, and eradicated many cultivation sects one by one.

Most of the remaining sects and monks have taken refuge in the Srasa Mountains.

Now on this continent, in the bright place, there are no righteous monks, let alone demonic and evil monks.

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shores of the land are all ordinary people who have not cultivated.

When Chen Sandou heard these things, he sighed with emotion and said, "It's really a dream for a thousand years, and the world has changed!"

The three of them chatted for a long time, until the afternoon rested, Feng Yiluan sat at the end of the sword body and began to seize the time to meditate and cultivate.

Ji Li sat behind Dust Sandou, directing the direction from time to time, while Dust Sandou controlled the Tunyun Sword, driving all the way to the Changwu Absolute Sect.

Due to the speed of the Tunyun Sword, they originally thought that they would have to walk for at least three days and three nights, but they arrived in only one day, and at noon the next day, the three of them came to the foot of the mountain where the Changwu Absolute Sect was located.

Ji Li said, "Senior, please stop here for a while. ”

As he spoke, he asked Dust Sandou to open the windshield again, jumped to the ground, and searched back and forth in the vicinity.

Dust Sandou and Feng Yiluan glanced at each other and asked, "What is he doing?" "What is he going to do?"

After half an hour, Ji Li finally found a hidden sound transmission stone, the appearance looked no different from ordinary mountain stones, and he urged the true qi to try a few times before he successfully passed a sentence through the sound transmission stone.

Dusty Sandou Edgeworth came to Jili's side with Feng Yiluan and asked, "What is this?"

Ji Li explained: "Nowadays, in this mountain range, there will be many defensive formations on the periphery of each sect, and in addition, there will be things left for transmission. If someone who doesn't know what is going on will go straight in, they will trigger all kinds of defenses, and their lives may be in danger, but if a friend comes to visit, they will definitely find the object of transmission and send a message inside. ”

"I see. ”

Sure enough, after waiting for a fifth of the pillar of incense, another sentence came from the sound transmission stone, asking them to wait for a while.

A moment later, a middle-aged monk appeared not far from them, and after the salute, Ji Li explained his intention again, and the middle-aged monk very politely accepted them into the sect.

Chen Sandou collected the Tunyun Sword and retracted it into the sword, still carrying the heavy sword by Feng Yiluan. Feng Yiluan said in her heart, either this heavy sword carried her flying, or she carried this sword on her back, in short, there is always someone to contribute, but it is also interesting.

A group of three people went straight into the sect through the "escape ladder" of the Changwu Sect, and the middle-aged monk welcomed Feng Yiluan and Ji Li into the guest hall to receive distinguished guests, and served tea before retreating.

Then, another middle-aged man with a slightly white beard walked into the guest hall with steady steps.

Feng Yiluan and Ji Li got up to salute, and the two sides said a few polite words, and exchanged names and identities.

This middle-aged man with a slightly white beard is surnamed Zhong and named Shuxuan, and he is the head of the Changwu Peerless Sect. "Old and talented, it is the head of this place, it is okay to call the sect master, the two of them can be called at will. ”

Ji Li hurriedly saluted again: "How dare you bother the head of Zhong to come forward to meet him in person, it is really to kill me and other juniors." ”

Zhong Shuxuan said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, the sect is withering and decaying, and there are not many people in total, and now most of the affairs in the sect are handled by this seat himself, and there is not much difference from the miscellaneous servants in the sect in the past, plus this matter is related to the elders of Duanxu, so it is natural to come out to accompany the two little friends to say a few words." ”

Zhong Shuxuan seems to be kind and kind, and he speaks very easily, which makes it impossible to associate him with the word ghost cultivation.

At the same time, Zhong Shuxuan glanced at Chongjian curiously, but out of politeness, he didn't ask.

The three of them sat in the living room, drinking tea and saying a few words.

After a short time, another handsome young man walked in through the door, this man was dignified, with standard sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose, red lips and white teeth, and a fair and angular face.

However, if you compare this man with Ji Li, Feng Yiluan's mind has words like ingenious and magical, these two words are not used to describe appearance, but why do you think of such words?

The young man was carrying a square black lacquered wooden box in his hand, and as soon as he walked into the living room, he smiled mysteriously at Feng Yiluan and Jili, and said: "Young man, Miss Luan, I have worked hard all the way to the two of you. ”

Feng Yiluan and Ji Li exchanged glances, thinking in their hearts, who is this person, why did they call the names of the two of them as soon as they entered the door, and still speak in such a tone?

At this time, Master Zhong said: "Don't tease these two little friends, let's tell each other bluntly." ”

The young man put down the big black lacquer wooden box in his hand, laughed twice, and said, "Take a closer look at me?"

Feng Yiluan stared at the young man carefully, only to feel that his appearance and facial features were somewhat similar to Duanxu's appearance, but he was twenty or thirty years younger than Duanxu, so he was much more energetic than Duanxu.

Feng Yiluan blinked and asked, "Are you, Uncle Duan's son?"

The young man laughed again and said, "Just call me to the ruins." From now on, you won't have to call me uncle anymore. ”

Feng Yiluan and Ji Li were both surprised, "Uncle Duan, are you Duanxu?!"

Duanxu smiled and nodded: "I'm Duanxu, just call me by my name in the future." ”

Feng Yiluan got up from his seat, walked to Duanxu, and asked, half surprised, half puzzled: "Before you dissolved your soul, didn't you say that you had to let us send your ring back so that you could be resurrected?

Before Duanxu could speak, Feng Yiluan said again: "And there is more, no wonder Ji Li couldn't feel your Yuan Shen in the Na Ring at that time, so that's the case!

Although Duanxu's appearance has changed, his personality has not changed, and he smiled and said, "Miss Luan, don't worry, sit down first, sit down and listen to me speak slowly." ”