Chapter 697: Dilaka and Feng Chaoming.

"Let's go. ”

Mu Chen pursed his lips, there were not too many words, you said Mu Chen was arrogant? No, no, no, even if you were beaten by a person for a month, how many times did you feel a little unhappy with him, and that person was still like nothing after beating him.

Of course, Feng Chaoming knew Mu Chen's psychology, but he just smiled heartily, raised his right arm, and swiped his fist, and a huge space passage was displayed in front of him, originally, he had gone to look for Nameless fifteen days ago, but it was a coincidence that Nameless was not in the mountain, and under the delay, the matter of this space tunnel was not completed, so he now had to personally send Mu Chen back to the Eternal Sanctuary.

Looking up at the familiar dark crack, Mu Chen stepped into it, and after taking a few steps forward, he completely disappeared into the darkness. And Feng Chaoming only followed at this time, faintly, he had already placed his position behind Mu Chen, but Mu Chen didn't notice it...

Even as a sage, Feng Chaoming used four large spatial teleportations to allow Mu Chen to arrive at the Eternal Sacred Domain. Looking at the familiar bright stars in front of him, although he had only left for half a moon, it still made him sigh for a while, after all, here, there are his indelible painful memories.

"This continuous large-scale spatial teleportation is really not a human thing, and in the next process of going back, my old bone will have to rest for a while. As he spoke, Feng Chaoming took a deep breath, wiped off the beads of sweat and turned around, "I won't go up, you should be familiar with the road here." ”

Mu Chen nodded when he heard this, he could see that Feng Chaoming's consumption was very large, and that time, it took some effort for Dilaka, who was a Nine Ring Sage, to teleport him to this Eternal Sacred Domain.

Seeing Mu Chen's affirmation, Feng Chaoming turned his head and stepped into the spatial crack, although his breath was still a little disordered, his tired expression was replaced by another emotion, which was a strong expectation.

The crack closed, Mu Chen galloped towards the Eternal Saint with swift steps, as early as stepping out of the inner mountain of the Holy Sepulchre, Mu Chen went back to his dormitory once, and in line with his imagination, Chu Aoqing and Mu Jun Wu had already returned to the Eternal Saint Domain. Only a piece of paper was left on the table for him to go straight back to the Eternal Sanctuary.

The moment he saw the paper, Mu Chen went to Xuan Moqing's room again, but what made him a little disappointed was that Mo Qing had not come back in the past fifteen days, to be honest, he had a skin-to-skin kiss, Mo Qing had left a deep mark in his heart, and it was impossible not to miss it.

"For the sake of commitment!

His expression froze, and he buried his thoughts about Mo Qing and Mu Bingling deep in his heart, a year later, he needed to complete a promise! This promise requires strength! At this time, Mu Chen didn't know that Qin Wu's marriage had been postponed, and he had always regarded this as the most important thing at present, and he couldn't wait!

However, in the process of Mu Chen rushing towards the Eternal Sanctuary, Feng Chaoming's figure appeared in a golden space, here, everywhere were all kinds of golden long swords suspended in mid-air, familiar memories flashed in his eyes one by one, holding his real right palm tightly, the stinging pain of his nails let him know that none of this was a dream!

"Since you're here, why don't you come in and talk about it?"

Suddenly, just when Feng Chaoming was in a daze, an old voice filled the entire golden space, although it tried its best to hide, it still couldn't hide the shock and fluctuations in his emotions. Who could the owner of this voice be if not Diraka?

"Huh!" Feng Chaoming pursed his lips and muttered, "Nearly a hundred years have passed, this old thing's senses have become more and more sensitive, he has reached the Nine Rings Martial Saint a hundred years ago, and I don't know where it has reached now." ”

While speaking, Feng Chaoming's figure sank into a green barrier, the barrier was like silk, and like the breeze that could be seen, in the blink of an eye, Feng Chaoming's figure had disappeared.

......

Outside the golden space of the Immortal Sword, Dilaka stood on the top of the hilt of the Immortal Sword with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, until he found that a green silk like a breeze appeared in front of him, this indifferent expression could not be concealed, and the hands behind his back were also tightly clenched.

At the moment when Dilaka realized him, Feng Chaoming, who was submerged in the green breeze, also saw Dilaka standing on the Immortal Sword, and his expression suddenly became extremely complicated, with a deep sense of shame hidden in it.

"Dillaka..."The green silk dissipated slightly, revealing Feng Chaoming hidden inside, but at this time, Feng Chaoming changed his gorgeous hair, of course, this is not just now, but when he was in the Holy Beast Mountain, he felt that it was too strange for him to have black hair in his two hundred years old, so he changed his appearance like this, but the hideous wound engraved on his left face and across his left eye could not be concealed no matter what.

"Are you finally willing to come to see me?"

Dilaka's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes became a little red, seeing the terrifying scar on Feng Chaoming's face, Dilaka's heart was touched, he would never forget that day, the person in front of him, for everything he endured.

"Look at your expression, it's been so many years, I'm hiding from you because I'm afraid you'll have this kind of expression, stupid!

Feng Chaoming said disdainfully, but the stars in the corners of his eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what, he swallowed the tears that wanted to slip out, his figure flashed, and he slapped his palm on Dilaka's shoulder, and said fiercely, "Give me some points! Look at these eyes, look at this face, how old is a person?"

As he spoke, the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, but he cried out one step ahead of Dilaka.

"Senior brother, it's been eighty years! It's been eighty years! You're finally willing to see me!"

Dilaka's suppressed shame and guilt exploded, tears burst out of the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, and the memories that had been suppressed in his chest gushed out like a spring.

That year, he was nine years old, Feng Chaoming was eleven years old, Sword Body Sect, and they met for the first time.

"Are you here to apprentice?"

"Hmm..."

"Boy, it's not okay to be so shy. ”

"Hmm..."

"Ouch, really, how do you pass the apprenticeship assessment like this, forget it, you can join me in a while, and I'll help you." ”

"Hmm!"

"What else would you do besides, um?"

“......”

That year, both of them passed the apprenticeship examination at the same time, and Dilaka was unharmed. Feng Chaoming broke seven ribs, fractured his right arm, and had countless wounds all over his body. For him...

That year, he was fifteen years old and Feng Chaoming was seventeen years old, and they participated in the core disciple assessment for the first time, and this time they all passed unscathed.

"Congratulations to the two of you, you have successfully passed the core disciple assessment, but as the core disciple of our Sword Body Sect, your cultivation must be specialized. Whether it's sword cultivation or body cultivation, please make a choice now!"

"Sword Cultivation!"

"What about you?"

"Physical cultivation..."

He remembered that he didn't hesitate at that time, but he ignored that at the same time as he shouted out the sword cultivation, Feng Chaoming swallowed the sword cultivation character down his throat and replaced it with body cultivation.

"Why? Senior brother, you have been cultivating the sword for the past six years! If you change to physical cultivation, what is your cultivation over the years? ! What is the suffering you have suffered all these years?!"

After coming out, he questioned Feng Chaoming extremely angrily, but he could never forget Feng Chaoming's expression and words at that time.

"Senior brother, what is the greatest advantage of sword cultivation?"

Angry, he didn't react yet, so he subconsciously answered, for Jian Xiu, this was like a brand in his heart.

"Of course, it's the weakness of the body, no matter how strong the sword intent is, it's just a matter of relying on the martial arts on the 'weapon'. The attack is strong, but the defense is extremely weak. ”

"So, if we both cultivate swords, there will be no complementarity, and we will both be killed when we encounter great difficulties. If I am a physical cultivator and my junior brother is a sword cultivator, the combination of the sword and the body will definitely sweep the world, haha. ”

"But Senior Brother, your sword is much better practiced than me, and it should be me who wants to cultivate the body!"

"Nonsense, your body, your character, can you cultivate your body?"

"I ......"

Looking at Feng Chaoming's excited expression and complicated eyes at that time, he didn't understand, thinking that all this was as Feng Chaoming said, but he didn't know that in the days and battles to come, he finally explained why Bai Feng Chaoming chose this way, because he wanted to protect him. Gave up his favorite sword cultivation, for him...

That year, he was twenty-five years old, Feng Chaoming was twenty-seven years old, his sword cultivation was complete, and the martial arts realm had reached the second ring of the Venerable realm. Feng Chaoming's martial arts realm is exactly the same as him, but his achievements in physical cultivation are far less than him, watching the junior brother who has been protected gradually grow, he will always have only a smile and encouragement, but this has become a shackle in Dilaka's heart, making him feel a kind of guilt towards Feng Chaoming.

As time went by, as Feng Chaoming suffered more and more trauma in order to protect him, the guilt in his heart became deeper and deeper. But every time he wanted to talk to Feng Chaoming, he was always perfunctory by Feng Chaoming's words.

"I am a physical cultivator, and only when I am injured can I forge my body more effectively, this is all a training for me, as long as I don't die, I will have a harvest. ”

In this way, this sentence deceived him for more than a hundred years, even if the two of them stepped into the Holy Sepulchre Mountain at the same time, became the elders of the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, and finally became the Holy Mountain Protector of the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, they did not change.

Until that day, when the two of them were on that mission, an unprecedented crisis struck, he was attacked by a strong counterattack when he cleared the assassination territory of a dark attribute martial artist, originally, no matter how strong their counterattack was, it was definitely handy.

After cleaning up this batch of dark attribute assassins, the two of them were a little happy, after all, after completing this task, the two of them would be able to sit in the Holy Tomb Mountain forever, however, at this moment, they suddenly killed a Holy Realm Poison Master, and released an extremely terrifying poisonous combat skill, the target was the sword cultivator's Diraka!

(The second is expected to be released at 9 o'clock.) ）