Early in the morning.

Chen Jichuan took out the bronze mirror, pointed his hand, and said quickly in his mouth: "The emperor's edict is true, the five colors of auspicious clouds in the nine heavens are descending, the golden light is clean and the sky is shining, and all the gods are summoned to Longhua. I play the Haotian God Yuan Shen descending light and urgent law. ”

Circular light manifestation.

Immediately, there were layers of mountains and mountains, the mountains were undulating, sparsely populated, and only one tribe survived, showing a bit of barbaric atmosphere.

Bao Zhi Lin Courtyard.

Sun Sihai and Jin Shenggu stood on both sides, and Chen Jichuan held the bronze mirror and asked the two: "Do you know what kind of place this is?" ”

He walked the rivers and lakes, and walked in places with many people, where masters gathered.

The direction shown in the mirror is sparsely populated, and Chen Jichuan has no idea.

"It's a mountainous place with a lot of barbarians."

"It should be the territory of the Annam Metropolitan Protectorate. The Annandori people, hidden in the deep mountains, are the most difficult to educate, and the forces of the imperial court, Taoism, Buddhism, and martial arts are difficult to infiltrate, and they are extremely closed. ”

Sun Sihai thought for a moment and said.

Jin Shenggu flew south to the north, saw more, opened his mouth and said: "This is the territory of Songping County, Annan, the high mountain that resembles a dragon horse, is the Flying Immortal Mountain, it is said that there was an immortal who drove the dragon horse here, and the good deeds flew to the fairy world. Ryoma was stranded and turned into a mountain, so it was called 'Flying Immortal Mountain'. ”

Name: Kim Seung-gu (carving)

Age: 94

Grade: 7

Talents: Humanoid (7); Resist the Wind (7);

Spell: Taiyin Refining Form Method (Seventh Layer); Wind Breath (7th Layer); Chenmen 72 Masterpieces (6th Floor); Sky Rush Sword Technique (6th Floor)

Forty-seven years have passed.

Jin Shenggu is still cold and middle-aged. Back then, he followed Chen Jichuan and took the lead in entering the Tongshen Temple, but was severely injured by Qi Zhenzi, leaving a secret wound.

all these years.

After Chen Jichuan's treatment and Jin Shenggu's own recuperation, a lot of them finally disappeared.

However, it is difficult to advance the strength of external and internal strength, and it is still at the level of more than 40 years ago.

Compared with Sun Sihai, it is much worse.

However, after cultivating the 'Taiyin Refining Method' exclusively, he has achieved a lot of success, cultivating to the out-of-body realm, and has a lot of ability, and the 'Wind Calling Technique' cooperates with his 'Wind Resistant' talent, even against the eighth-level characters, he can have the power to fight, and the flight speed is faster.

"Master, where is the demon path hidden?"

Sun Sihai looked at Chen Jichuan and asked.

"Not bad."

"In terms of Taoism, I am not as good as Qi Zhenzi. But he once killed me once, and the cause and effect are linked, and the 'Yuanguang Technique' will not be wrong. ”

Chen Jichuan nodded.

back then.

Qi Zhenzi used the 'plow curse' to kill him, causing him to be sent to Baiyun Temple, seeking a wonderful method and Hongyuan treatment, and screamed again and again and fainted, leaving the dead.

The Battle of the Hidden Mountains.

Bao Zhilin's disciples were killed and wounded, and Jin Shenggu was also severely injured and almost died.

Not to mention Chen Jichuan, in that battle, his soul was scattered, and he spent 10,000 yuan power in vain, and the 'Five Ghost Yin Art of War' that he had painstakingly cultivated was also broken.

It can be described as a heavy loss.

Forty-seven years later, I still can't calm down. This promotion is innate, and the Yuanguang technique has also improved a little, and finally found out where Qi Zhenzi is hiding.

As the saying goes: good people don't live long, but disasters stay for a thousand years.

That's a good thing.

Qi Zhenzi has done all the bad things, and in the face of siege from many sides, he can still escape from the Tongshen Temple. And judging from the time when Chen Jichuan first met Qi Zhenzi, this old immortal is only afraid that he is almost two hundred years old at the moment.

It's really 'old and immortal'!

"So what are you waiting for?"

"Kill it directly!"

Sun Sihai had anger in his eyes.

In the first war of that year, among the dead and wounded disciples of Bao Zhilin, one was his own lineage, and the other was his eldest son, who was heartbroken at the time, and afterwards used his prestige and Bao Zhilin's power to search for the whereabouts of Qi Zhenzi all over the world.

But there was no news.

Now I can't hold it back.

"That's what I mean!"

Seeing this, Chen Jichuan smiled and looked at Jin Shenggu: "Do you want to move the two of us?" ”

Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai are both masters of external skills, and their muscles and bones are extremely dense. Take Chen Jichuan as an example, he looks like he is only one hundred and thirty or forty pounds, but he actually weighs more than two hundred pounds.

Sun Sihai's strength is above him, and his weight is also above him.

With a weight of four or five hundred catties, plus weapons, I don't know if Jin Shenggu can carry it.

"No problem."

"It's just slower."

Jin Shenggu replied.

Immediately jumped up, and turned into the original form, a golden eagle covered the sky and the sun, and the claws were as big as a stone mill.

"Let's go!"

Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai each took their blades, and when Jin Shenggu flew by at a low altitude, they used their feet hard, jumped up and grabbed Jin Shenggu's claws, threw them one after another, and landed on their backs.

Kim Seung-gu reversed direction.

The wings vibrate, flying against the wind, and went straight to Annan Feixian Mountain.

……

Annan.

Feixian Mountain.

Qi Zhenzi is drooping and old, with white hair and withered hair, and his shape is erect.

Outside the mountain, bursts of chanting came to praise the greatness of the fairy gods.

In the mountains, in the Taoist temple.

The jade-faced statue was erected again, no different from the one in the Tongshen Temple forty-seven years ago.

back then.

Qi Zhenzi was killed and fled in embarrassment, not daring to stop, all the way south, until he went out of the Central Plains, out of the south, and came to the southernmost Feixian Mountain.

Attracted by Ryoma and the legend of the Flying Immortals, he settled here and rebuilt his foundation.

Forty-seven years have passed.

Looking north to the Central Plains.

Qi Zhenzi still felt a little aggrieved, uneasy to calm down, and angry to dissipate.

"There is no hope for immortality."

"Before I die, I will also make the rats pay the price!"

Mako Qi sat cross-legged.

Feeling that there is no hope of immortality, but still unwilling to give up, he tries the secret methods in the Psychic View one by one, whether it is vicious or more vicious, all of them are not taboo.

In and around Songping Prefecture, where the mountains are undulating and the mountains are scattered.

With the way of the true son, no one can control it.

He was in no hurry to retaliate.

After all.

The 'leading brother' who besieged Tongshenguan back then has been scattered, and the others, whether it is the Mai Taoist who chased and killed him, or the Huifeng monk who snatched the Jade Dragon Fruit Tree, in his heart, are not as important as immortality.

The older you get, the more afraid you are of death.

The stronger you are, the more afraid you are of death.

Sushi is old and strong, and can imagine his fear of death.

Over the years.

He tried many vicious and vicious secret methods, and he barely survived to this day. But the flame of life has dimmed, and now, it is difficult to return to the sky.

"Try again!"

"Try again!"

"For the last time! Try again one last time, and if that doesn't work, get revenge! ”

Once again, Mako Susu said the 'last' words to herself.

Stand up.

Some trembled, like candles in the wind. He moved to the altar in the Taoist temple, and there were five handsome young men, holding a sword in one hand and a woman in the other, standing on the five sides of the altar.

"Woo woo woo~"

The woman was disheveled, struggling desperately, tears streaming down her face.

Crying with supplication.

"Killed."

Mako Qi ignored it.

With a wave of his hand, the five gods swung their swords, and beheaded five women who were terrified to the extreme, their heads rolled to the ground, and blood gathered in the groove on the altar, coming to a pool of blood in the middle.

The old road stepped on the gang step and sat in the pool.

The fragrant and pleasant virgin blood is spread all over the body, and the evil that sets off the real son of Qi is very evil. The mouth recites the mantra, and the gods borrow the life.

I don't know how long it took.

Qi Zhenzi opened her eyes and felt that she was getting weaker and weaker, and there was no increase in vitality.

"Failed."

"Failed again."

His heart was cold, and his expression was a little crazy.

This is not the first time.

Since seven years ago, he has tried all kinds of methods, but he has not been able to add a trace of vitality.

It's just that Qi Mako doesn't believe in evil and tries many times.

Failure again and again made his heart cold, but he encouraged himself again and again: there will always be a way, maybe success will be next time?

For example, at this time-

"It's okay."

"Try again in a few days."

"One last time."

Qi Zhenzi stood up from the pool of blood on crutches, and couldn't help but comfort herself.

His expression gradually calmed down.

Suddenly.

A strong wind rose in the sky, and black clouds obscured the sun. The strong wind struck, blowing Qi Mako messily, and she almost couldn't stand steadily.

"Who?"

Qi Zhenzi looked up, the sun covered her eyes, and before she could see the person who came, she heard a loud laugh: "Qi Zhenzi, look at who I am?!" ”

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PS: Tomorrow at noon, I'll give a testimonial on the shelves later, and I'll talk to everyone