Since learning of Chongming's existence, Leng Yunhan is no longer stunned about his path of cultivating immortals, although Chongming said that in this era of cultivating immortals, it is like ascending to heaven to cultivate the laws of the "Dao Law", but he is still very happy, at least he has more choices. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In a hurry, a month has passed, and he is busy in Zhilan Medicine Valley every day, and with the help of Chongming, he has finally completed the task of his master, looking at the herbs that are full of vitality again, Leng Yunhan can't help but feel secretly relieved in his heart.

The shape has been cleaned up, there is not much to do, but the thought of leaving here, I can't help but feel a little reluctant, although a month is not a long time, but everything here is a little bit of personal care.

Back to his hut, put his bags and walked quickly to the front of the master's residence, the door was slightly closed, and the sound of the master's chanting came from the façade, and the master finally came back.

After bowing to the master, he looked at the master in a daze, he hadn't seen him for two months in a hurry, Leng Yunhan looked at Ziyang Zhenren, as if he was a little haggard, but how could the master be a person who cultivated immortals and gave people a feeling of haggard and tired?

Ziyang Zhenren was also looking at his disciple with a smile, although he had been in the school for more than two months, but he, as a master, had not taught anything, except for a pile of books and the broken Zhilan Medicine Valley.

However, it seems that this disciple of his own is not bad, looking at the expression of the disciple, he knows that he should have completed the things he explained, and these are of great benefit to the path of cultivating immortals, but don't say it now, you will always find out by yourself in the future.

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Without too many words, a simple greeting, Ziyang Zhenren looked at Leng Yunhan with satisfaction and said, "Go back tonight and have a good rest, and tomorrow I will teach you the basic exercises of cultivating immortals, go back." ”

Bidding farewell to the master, Leng Yunhan quietly returned to his hut, although he had countless words to tell the master in his heart, but the master's somewhat pale face all revealed tiredness, maybe the life of the master in the past two months was not easy.

Tomorrow I will start to learn the practice of cultivating immortals, maybe this is the real opening of my path to cultivating immortals, Chongming said, if one day my cultivation can reach a certain level, I can reverse time and resurrect my parents and uncles, this is my way, I will definitely go on.

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It's noisy outside, Leng Yunhan rubs his sleepy eyes, through the half-hidden window, it should still be late at night, and the night is very dark.

I don't know what the sound is, it's very noisy, Leng Yunhan got up and put on his coat and came outside the house, there was a hint of chill blown by the wind, the moon could not be seen in the night sky, and even the stars in the sky were only a few at this moment.

A tremor on the ground, an earthquake? Leng Yunhan walked along the tremor and noisy noise, not far ahead of him was the residence of the master, and the noise came from the cliff behind the residence of the master.

Leng Yunhan's heart couldn't help but tighten, although he didn't know what was going on, but a bad feeling spread, and he ran quickly along the noise.

The scene in front of him shocked Leng Yunhan very much, this is the battle of immortals?

Half of the original towering mountain peak is gone, and a huge pit above the ground is covered with the traces of swords.

Looking up at the sky, the flickering purple-red light brought out long bands of light that were constantly intertwined, making bursts of golden sounds.

Although he has not yet started the study of immortal cultivation exercises, through the reading of various immortal cultivation classics and the exchanges between Chongming during this time, Leng Yunhan also understands at this moment that this is a person who cultivates immortals fighting the law.

In the past, I had only heard about the changing color of the wind and clouds, and some scenes of the heavens and the earth shaking, but today I am still extremely shocked to see it in person.

Looking at the image caused by these battles, Leng Yunhan only secretly said in his heart: "Fortunately, it is now fighting in the sky, otherwise I am afraid that the entire Wuliang Mountain will be destroyed in one fell swoop." ”

The sky was bright, and several hours had passed in a trance, and the various magic weapons coiled in the sky under the bright sun stinged people's eyes.

Leng Yunhan adapted to the light, stared closely at the battle in the sky, and finally saw Shizun, but the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, there were no less than twenty people in the air, but the master was fighting alone, and Shizun's robe was already covered with blood.

Under a rain of blood, the people in the air fell one after another, Leng Yunhan saw that Shizun was also falling uncontrollably, he should have been seriously injured, and several weapons hit Shizun's body in the battle just now.

However, those who fought with Shizun did not get any benefit, and the move that Shizun used after being injured was too terrifying, and all the more than 20 people in the air were seriously injured by this move.

There was no movement for a long time, Leng Yunhan quickly ran to the place where the master sat down, slowly helped Ziyang Zhenren to sit down, and looked at the enemies in front of him who were also supporting each other to stand up.

Fortunately, they should also be seriously injured, and they did not continue to attack after getting up, but supported each other and left Wuliang Mountain, Leng Yunhan hurriedly took care of Shizun and returned to his residence to heal.

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Ziyang Zhen spat out blood in his mouth, and looked at the nervous Leng Yunhan with some helplessness in his eyes.

"Apprentice, I thought I still had a few years to teach you, but I didn't expect to be a miscalculation as a teacher." Ziyang Zhenren's tone was very helpless, and he coughed a few times and continued.

"You don't need to be nervous, as a teacher, you are a person who cultivates immortals, and besides, you should die as early as a hundred years, and it is worth it now."

"I, the people who cultivate immortals, are acting against the sky, and life and death have already been seen through, but it's a pity for you, so far the teacher has not taught you the method of cultivating immortals, and I am afraid that in the future, you will have to practice according to the exercises."

Ziyang Zhenren said very slowly, but the cough became more and more urgent, and finally after spitting out a mouthful of blood again, his expression became sluggish, and at this moment, even Leng Yunhan saw that it was difficult for the master to survive this life and death catastrophe.

Looking at the grief-stricken Leng Yunhan, Ziyang Zhenren forcibly lifted his breath to relieve his mind, and pressed the top of Leng Yunhan's head with both hands, and a stream of warm currents followed Ziyang Zhenren's hands into Leng Yunhan's body, although he didn't know what the master was doing, but this moment was indeed very comfortable.

However, after a stick of incense, Ziyang Zhenren's hands hung down, and his spirit was even more sluggish, looking at Leng Yunhan and saying word by word.

"As a teacher, I can't watch you grow up, now I tell the teacher that my more than 300 years of cultivation have all been passed into your body, if you can learn the art of cultivating immortals in the future, you can integrate my cultivation into one, if you can't find the method of cultivating immortals, my three hundred years of cultivation can also ensure your peace for a hundred years, and it can be regarded as a little compensation for you by the teacher."

Listening to Ziyang Zhenren's words, Leng Yunhan's tears couldn't stop flowing, and he shouted loudly: "Master, the disciple doesn't want your cultivation, the disciple wants you to live well, you still have to teach yourself to cultivate immortals, and the disciple still has to serve your old man." ”

"Silly boy." Ziyang Zhenren smiled and touched Leng Yunhan's hair vigorously, "There is nothing to say to you now, I just hope that you can stick to your heart and find your own way on the road of cultivating immortals in the future." ”

Leng Yunhan muttered to Shizun, just looking at Ziyang Zhenren's slowly drooping head and chest that no longer undulated, he also knew that Shizun was a real immortal.