With a little curiosity, although Ling Feng didn't deliberately eavesdrop, he still heard the conversation between the old woman and Uncle Yang.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for many years!"

When the old woman saw Uncle Yang coming back, she turned to look at Uncle Yang, with a faint smile on her face, and Uncle Chaoyang nodded slightly.

Uncle Yang looked at the old woman deeply, and said in a deep voice: "I'll just say, this Nine Palace Qi Sect Array, only the disciples of the Nine Palace Sect can crack it so easily. It's just that the Nine Palaces Gate has long since ceased to exist, and you ...... junior sister."

Uncle Yang sighed lightly, and then continued: "I'll call you Mrs. Zhuqu." ”

Mrs. Zhuqu's eyes darkened, looking at the senior brother in front of her, she couldn't imagine that when they saw each other again, they were already so separated!

"Senior Brother Yang, my little sister once sent a letter before, I don't know about it, how did Senior Brother think about it?"

"There's nothing I can do about it. ”

Uncle Yang shook his head and said indifferently: "Since ten years ago, the old man has sworn that he will never step out of the Heavenly Desolate City for the rest of his life. ”

"But Senior Brother!"

Mrs. Zhuqu clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and said, "Senior brother, I know that you are just trying to avoid me, but if you beg you, junior sister, you can help me!"

"Hey......"

Uncle Yang sighed lightly, still unmoved, shook his head and said, "Mrs. Zhuqu, if you still recognize me as a senior brother, I advise you to give up that illusory hope! Maybe under certain circumstances, people can be resurrected after death, but it is impossible for people who have been dead for twenty years to be resurrected!"

"Ten years ago, you and I almost died in that Jedi, the sect, dozens of senior brothers, almost all wiped out, since then, the Nine Palace Gate no longer exists, do you want to repeat the mistakes of the past again?"

"No, he can definitely do it, he can wake up, senior brother, you can help me! The other companions, I have almost found it, I don't want all the treasures in it, I just want the fountain of immortality and resurrect my husband!"

Mrs. Zhuqu, her eyes were red, and she was crying.

"The Fountain of Time is just a legend, whether it exists or not, it is only an unknown, and even if there is this kind of spring, using the Fountain of Time to refine the Xuanming Pill of Life and Death, even if it is me, I am not sure!"

"No, senior brother, you can help me, you can, as long as you want!"

Mrs. Zhuqu grabbed Uncle Yang's sleeve, her eyes full of pleading.

"Hey......"

Uncle Yang still shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Zhuqu, I will never set foot in that Jedi a second time, the world is so big, and people with higher alchemy attainments than the old man abound, you don't need to persuade it anymore." ”

"Senior brother, are you really so ruthless?"

Mrs. Zhuqu gritted her teeth and stared at Uncle Yang, who flicked his sleeves, turned away, and ignored the old woman.

"Good!"

Mrs. Zhuqu took a deep breath, "Uncle Yang, from now on, you and I will be friends with the same family, one knife and two ways." In this case, you give me back the Nine Shadows Mysterious Sword that my father passed on to you back then!"

Uncle Yang sighed lightly, "Senior sister, you really can't go to that place anymore." The last time you were able to escape, it was already a fluke, and over the years, you have been enchanted for that dead man!"

"Uncle Yang, you and my senior brother and sister are in love, there is no need to say more, Jiuyou Tong Xuanjian, return me!"

"Take it!"

Uncle Yang threw out a sword as black as ink, and said lightly: "Mrs. Zhuqu, although you and I escaped with this sword back then, but this time, no one can guarantee that we will be as lucky as last time, I will remind you one last time, don't be delusional!"

"Uncle Yang, to put it bluntly, you just don't want to save my husband!"

Mrs. Zhuqu's face was cold, and she put away the black sword, and didn't give Uncle Yang any good look.

"Since you have ignored the friendship of the same family back then, there is nothing to say between you and me, say goodbye!"

Mrs. Zhuqu saluted Uncle Nayang with a fist, turned around and was about to leave, but when she saw Ling Feng on the edge of the medicine field, a trace of brilliance flashed in her eyes, and she actually greeted her with a smile.

"This little boy, you are the alchemist who refined the pill today and caused the celestial anomaly. ”

Lady Zhuqu walked quickly in front of Ling Feng and said with a smile: "Although the old body didn't witness it with his own eyes, he also sensed the abnormal changes in that day. Although the little boy is not very old, his alchemy attainments are extremely subtle, which is amazing!"

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and said lightly: "The seniors have won the award, dare to ask the seniors something?"

Mrs. Zhuqu's eyes flashed, and she hurriedly said: "After a while, the old body is going to explore a secret realm with several human emperor-level companions, that used to be the place where a ninth-order alchemist sits, and it definitely retains a lot of creation, but there is still a lack of a high-level alchemist around the old body, I don't know if the little boy is interested?"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, the conversation between Mrs. Zhuqu and Uncle Yang just now, Ling Feng also heard most of it, and all the sects were directly destroyed, and it was clear that it was a fierce place.

However, the so-called misfortune and blessing rely on, blessing and misfortune lurk, and the dangerous place, in a sense, may also be a blessed land.

The ninth-order alchemist was not trivial, and Ling Feng was also quite interested in the so-called "fountain of immortality" between the two of them.

Legend has it that the fountain of time is endless, and a drop can add a hundred years of longevity, and it has the magical effect of living and dying, flesh and bones, and maintaining youth.

And the Xuanming Pill of Life and Death is an elixir that can resurrect the dead who have been dead for decades, of course, whether this elixir really exists has to be said.

Ling Feng was quite interested in taking out the dangerous land, but this Lady Zhuqu didn't seem to be trustworthy.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mrs. Zhuqu smiled faintly: "The little boy is not in a hurry to reply first, three days later, the old body will come to visit, if the little boy is interested, it is not too late to promise the old body." Of course, the little boy doesn't have to have any worries, after entering the secret realm, the old man will guarantee his life, and before the old body dies, he will definitely try his best to protect the little boy!"

After speaking, Mrs. Zhuqu didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.

Ling Feng's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the back of Mrs. Zhuqu leaving, thoughtful.

"Little brother. Uncle Yang pondered for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Listen to the old man's advice, it is better not to set foot in that place." Indeed, there is a lot of chance, but no matter how good the chance is, you have to save your life. Moreover, the old man, the younger sister, has been pursuing the fountain of time for more than 20 years for the sake of a dead man, and she has been enchanted, and the old man still advises you not to agree to any of her requests. ”

Ling Feng nodded slightly, "Thank you seniors for reminding me, but juniors still want to go back and think about it, if you are seniors, juniors will also think about it." ”

(PS: To be honest, my heart is a little heavy today, because my predecessor, the third young man of the Tang family, his wife died of cancer.) I grew up watching Sanshao's works, and because of his touching, blood, and tears, it can also be said that together with many of his readers, I witnessed the birth and growth of his children, and I regretted to know the unfortunate news about Sanshao's wife. In any case, I hope that Sanshao can survive and create better works. May Heaven be free from sickness, and may the living survive the troubles...... ）

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