"Hehe, Senior Brother Baimei, Senior Brother Baimei, even you can't do anything, what can I do?" The old man shook his head with a smile.

"I implore Elder Qingfeng to guard the Emei 10,000-year-old foundation and destroy the Youquan." Mo Fan pleaded. At the same time, he kept giving the unlucky two people a look.

"Oh, oh." The unlucky Daoist and Lian Xing immediately nodded, learning Mo Fan's words: "I implore Elder Qingfeng to guard the Emei 10,000-year-old foundation and destroy the Youquan." ”

"Hey, I've been away from Emei for so long, it's time to go back and have a look." Qingfeng nodded, and agreed to Mo Fan's request.

"I knew about the genius Youquan of the Demon Realm for a long time, and I thought that Senior Brother Baimei could deal with him, so I didn't care about it, but I didn't expect that now this problem still came to me." The breeze smiled bitterly.

"Elder Qingfeng, do you know where the other elder of Emei is?" Mo Fan asked, he naturally wanted multiple helpers to do more.

"That guy, I haven't seen him for a long time, back then, Senior Brother Baimei was so talented that he covered up all the brilliance of the rest of the people, so I left Emei with him to find an opportunity to practice, and then we met less and less, and now I can't find him." Qingfeng shook his head.

"Elder Qingfeng, I don't know how your cultivation is now, but you can be sure to fight against Youquan?" Mo Fan asked.

Qingfeng stomped his steps, his face was a little solemn, and he shook his head and said: "My current cultivation is only in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and I am definitely not able to compare to a demon like Youquan, besides, Youquan has now entered the blood cave, and when he comes out, his strength will definitely increase several times." ”

Although Qingfeng showed that he was invincible to Youquan, he immediately said with a straight face: "Although my strength is not enough to resist the great enemy, it is everyone's responsibility to fight against evil demons and defend the sect, and as a member of Emei, I will naturally contribute all my strength." ”

Mo Fan nodded, Qingfeng's strength was the same as he had guessed before, and it was reasonable that Qingfeng couldn't beat Youquan, after all, Youquan was the ultimate demon in this plot.

"My immortal fang is just a place for me to practice, I can leave at any time, since the sect is in trouble, then I will return to the sect with you to protect the foundation of Emei Wandai." It can be seen that Qingfeng has a deep affection for Emei, and he is going to return to the sect without saying a word.

"This is very good, but the disciple still wants to find the traces of another elder and ask him to rescue Emei, after all, Emei will have a higher chance of winning against Youquan with more high-level combat power." Mo Fan still has some things to do, so naturally he will not return to the sect at this time.

"Since that's the case, then I'll go back to the sect to guard it first to prevent the attack of Youquan. But I think it's unlikely that you can find the old man Nianzhu, he likes to wander around, and he won't stay in a certain place, you can be sure, he will definitely not be in Shushan, you can go to the Central Plains to look for it, if you're lucky, maybe you can find his traces. Qingfeng nodded.

Mo Fan suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "By the way, Elder Qingfeng, is there any way you can help Lian Xing recover the memory in the depths of his soul?" If he can open his mind, he will be able to use the Lei Yan Sword perfectly, so that it can be combined with the Heavenly Sword Sword, so that we can have one more killer weapon against Youquan. ”

Listening to Mo Fan's words, Qingfeng set his eyes on Lian Xing, looking at this stupid bald young man, he couldn't help but smile, stretched out a big withered yellow hand, and rubbed Lian Xing's head.

"Oh, what are you doing, the gentleman doesn't move his hands." Like a wounded little lamb, he hurriedly jumped away.

"Hehe, you kid, your appearance is a little similar to when I was young, at that time, although I was only a little monk in the Qi refining period, but I looked dignified, and there were so many junior sisters and sisters who pursued me that I could line up a few streets, but I was devoted to the Tao and disdained them. For this reason, I have shaved my hair and kept a bald head like yours, but my handsomeness seems to be innate, and although I have been disfigured, the friars who pursue me continue unabated. Qingfeng fell into deep memories, boasting about his glorious envoy, but how much water was in these words, it is estimated that only he knows it.

"He made it out of soul shards! It's not easy to recover your memories, and even if you do, you can only get some of the memories of your previous life, and most of your memories will be lost. "Qingfeng is worthy of being a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and he can see through the punishment at a glance that he is a reshaped person.

"Elder Qingfeng is right, the original name of Lian Xing was Changkong Wuji, due to the failure of the combination of the two swords of heaven and thunder, his body was broken, and his soul was greatly damaged, and the head of the white eyebrow used great mana to reshape it with his soul fragments." Mo Fan nodded.

"Your name is Lian Xing? This name was given to you by White Eyebrows, right? He is the only one who can come up with such an ugly name. Qingfeng pursed his mouth and said bad things about white eyebrows.

"I guess so, that's what they called me when I first met you." Lian Xing rubbed his nostrils, but he didn't care about his name.

"Ahem." Mo Fan laughed dryly twice, and didn't comment on it, although he also felt that the name was not very smooth, but after all, this was taken by Bai Mei, and he was naturally not good to evaluate as a junior disciple.

"Although my cultivation is not as good as Senior Brother Baimei, I am quite good at souls, and it is not so difficult to let him open his mind." Qingfeng said confidently.

"Qingfeng seniors really have a way?" Mo Fan asked happily, although he has become smarter with a cheap punishment these days, he is still far from getting away.

"That's right, in just a month, I'll make sure he can remember the memories in the soul fragments." Qingfeng said confidently.

"Well, since that's the case, then you can follow Elder Qingfeng and go back to Emei first! Strive to recover your memory as soon as possible and complete the combination of two swords. Mo Fan asked Lian Xing.

"Well, I listen to my brother." Lian Xing knew the importance of the matter, and nodded in agreement with Mo Fan's arrangement.

When Mo Fan was about to say his farewell, the unlucky Taoist took the lead in saying: "Senior brother, my goal of coming out this time has also been completed, the doppelganger refining has been successful, and I don't need to go out, I want to return to Emei with my junior brother, practice hard, and stabilize the cultivation of myself and my clone." ”

The unlucky Daoist wanted to seize the time to improve his cultivation, and Mo Fan didn't stop him, and after handing over his body and another soul to him, Mo Fan begged Qingfeng: "Senior Qingfeng, the two of them will be taken care of by you, and I hope you can guide them in terms of cultivation." ”

"Well, as a descendant of Emei, I will naturally try my best to help." The breeze casually came down.

After separating from the unlucky Taoist, Mo Fan left Xianfang directly, and on the mountain range more than a hundred miles away from Xianfang, he built a temporary cave mansion and meditated and cultivated.

The mountains and rivers, the howling east wind, and the symphony of leaves form a harmonious landscape map. Suddenly, in the scattered clouds, a bright light flowed through, and a fast-flying figure approached the place.

At the same time, a powerful thought spread across the mountains.

"Brother Ling, I've kept you waiting for a long time, please come out and see you."

This person is none other than Yun Changkong, a disciple of Peach Blossom Valley.

Mo Fan has been cultivating here for half a day, and he is waiting for this person, Yun Changkong's sect sells fine wine, and Mo Fan is ready to go to Peach Blossom Valley to buy a large amount of fine wine.

"Hehe, Brother Yun, you made me wait!" The mountain suddenly exploded, and a handsome young man in a beautiful costume appeared, waving to Yun Changkong flying in the air.

"Ahem, my fault, can't I admit my mistake, let's go, let's talk while walking." Yun Changkong smiled.

Two brilliant lights and shadows flew towards the Central Plains region at a speed of thousands of miles, pulling out two colorful afterimages.

In the Central Plains, the distribution of aura is not as rich as Shu Mountain, but the area is dozens of times that of Shu Mountain, and immortal cultivators are also more common.

The city is not large in size and the walls are not very high, but it is carved with peculiar runes to ensure the stability of the city. There is not a single mortal in the entire city, all of them are immortal cultivators, and if you want to enter the city, you have to fly over a moat twenty meters wide, so ordinary people can't enter even if they want to.

This city, named Shouyu City, although it doesn't look gorgeous, but the prosperity is far beyond Xianfang.

The stalls and vendors on the streets occupy most of the road, and there is an endless stream of people hanging out here, but eighty percent of them are cultivating the foundation and refining qi, and there are not many monks who cultivate the Jindan.

"In this city, there is also the property of my Peach Blossom Sect, Brother Ling would like to visit it?" Yun Changkong asked.

"Well, that's fine." Mo Fan nodded, and followed Yun Changkong all the way towards the inner city.

The further you go inside, the higher the quality of the monks you encounter, the more and more monks in the Jindan period, and the bustling noise disappears without a trace.

On both sides of the street are extremely ornately decorated shops, and there are all kinds of shops, whether it is about cultivation, eating and drinking, and even Qinglou, which organizes low-level female cultivators to sell themselves......

The place where Yun Changkong led Mo Fan is an ancient winery, called "Peach Blossom Brewing", as soon as you walk in, you can smell a fragrant smell that goes straight to people's hearts, this is the aroma of wine, the whole winery is full of all kinds of wine, all of which are packed with a one-person high wine jar.

The wine shop was slightly dim, there was a Taishi chair in the corner, and there was a thin old man lying on the chair, and when the old man saw the person who came, he immediately jumped up and said respectfully: "Yun Gongzi." ”

Yun Changkong bowed slightly, signaling him to do his own thing, none of his business.

Next, Yun Changkong carefully introduced the various wines in the store to Mo Fan, and let Mo Fan taste them according to different types and different ages. Among them, Yun Changkong specially introduced the treasure of the town store in the store, a jar of 1,000-year-old peach blossom wine.