The rain continued for months, and in the sky, it was rare to see a ray of sunshine, and the dark blue mountains in the distance were looming in the thick clouds, making the whole world more indescribably vast!

"It is said that heaven and earth are ruthless, and sure enough, even if a hundred years of time in the world have passed, there has never been any change!"

At the foot of Tianfeng Mountain, Feng Ruo was dressed in green clothes, standing alone in the drizzle, and seemed to look up at the huge mountain range in the distance that haunted the sea of clouds with great sighs.

As early as a few months ago, Feng Ruo and Lan Xuan returned from the Endless Sea, but Lan Xuan was in a hurry to return to the Nine Divine Palace, because since she was maliciously attacked, she fled all the way to the Sea of Dead Wood with Feng Ruo, and then it was a retreat for nearly a hundred years, and then because she was worried about Feng Ruo's safety, she went directly to the Endless City.

Therefore, she hasn't had a chance to return to the Nine Divine Palace to explain, after all, in addition to her father Qianyun and her mother Ouyang Qianhua, her sect is still very important to her.

After Feng Ruo escorted Lan Xuan all the way back to the Nine Divine Palace, he returned to Zhentian Sect on his own, after all, he had been wandering outside for a hundred years, and he was afraid that he would owe a lot of debts in the sect that needed to be repaid, and the most important thing was that he was still in the early stage of Jindan, and if he wanted to continue to advance, he would have to retreat and cultivate for a long time!

Originally, Lan Xuan hoped that Feng Ruo would stay in the Nine Divine Palace, and then she would arrange an excellent place to cultivate, but Feng Ruo refused, because after all, he was still a disciple of Zhentian Sect, and even if he had the face of Lan Xuan if he stayed in the Nine Divine Palace for a long time, he would be a little uncomfortable, and if there was any conflict with the disciples of the Nine Divine Palace, it would be even worse!

In addition, there is another very important reason, that is, Lan Ling and Lian Su are likely to advance to the Golden Pill stage, and he must return to help them and protect the Dharma.

Of course, there is another reason why Feng Ruo did not talk to Lan Xuan, that is, Zhou Yu is still alive, Zhou Yu once besieged Lan Xuan with the disciples of several other sects, but was destroyed by Feng Ruo in the middle!

Originally, Feng Ruo thought that even if Zhou Yu and the others did not enter the underground space of the Sea of Dead Wood, and then were killed by the old man of the clouds, they should be killed by the mastermind behind the scenes, but he didn't expect that instead of being killed and killed, he made a name for himself in the immortal cultivation world, and now he is also famous in the immortal cultivation world!

And this is also what makes Feng Ruo a little embarrassed, because according to Feng Ruo's understanding, Zhou Yu is just to earn a little extra money, so he was set a trap by the Qingqiu Demon and the Hidden Yuan Chamber of Commerce in order to borrow a knife to kill people.

Therefore, from Feng Ruo's point of view, he didn't want to make a big deal out of it, after all, Zhou Yu himself acted quite well, but the problem was that Zhou Yu's sneak attack on Tilting Lan Xuan was not seen after all, if it was spread out, basically without the old man of Tilting Cloud, the high-level of Zhentian Sect would be able to dispose of him.

Therefore, it is conceivable that when Feng Ruo returns to Zhentian Sect again, and then meets Zhou Yu, I am afraid that the situation will become very bad!

Of course, even if the situation is bad, Feng Ruo has already prepared in his heart.

At this time, Feng Ruo sighed secretly, then retracted all his thoughts, and walked step by step along the bluestone steps under his feet towards the main peak of Jietian Peak.

Along the way, from time to time, those low-level disciples whose cultivation was only in the Qi refining period passed by, and with their eyesight, of course, they couldn't see Feng Ruo's cultivation, but they would feel unfathomable, and then avoid it from a distance, secretly making some guesses.

Of course, Feng Ruo didn't pay attention to these low-level disciples, he just witnessed the familiar scene in front of him, and felt it in his heart, so he walked all the way in a slow way.

The bluestone stone steps that connect the Tianfeng are very long, from the foot of the peripheral mountain to the highest point of the main peak, I am afraid that it is at least hundreds of miles, and there are several small hills and cliffs in the middle, and it will also pass the manor built by Feng Ruo back then.

Of course, it was no longer a manor, and together with the bamboo forest, it had already turned into a fragrant rice field at this time.

Just sighed, Feng Ruo had no intention of staying, so he walked directly, but then his footsteps stopped again, and his eyes looked at the Xiangling rice field in the distance.

There are five or six low-level disciples fighting there, yes, it's fighting, with their cultivation in the middle stage of Qi refining, they can only fight hand-to-hand with a first-grade or second-grade sword weapon in their hands like mortals!, but this is not a battle, but it should be said to be a kind of crushing, the number of people on both sides is not equal at all, and the strong side is five people, while the other side has only one person.

Originally, it was impossible for Feng Ruo to pay attention to this kind of thing, but the suppressed low-level disciple was already seriously injured at the moment, but the five people on the opposite side had no intention of stopping, if it continued like this, it would have to cause human life! Therefore, Feng Ruo hesitated slightly, and his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of the five low-level disciples, without saying anything or making any moves, but the momentum that was inadvertently revealed on his body completely suppressed the five little guys with violent faces.

Expressionlessly waved his hand at the five little hairy children who were only seventeen or eighteen years old, and after signaling them to get out of the way, Feng Ruo glanced at the low-level disciple who was half-kneeling on the ground and had more than a dozen serious injuries on his body, I have to say that this kid's bones are very hard, even if he is injured like this, he still holds his simple long knife in his hand, which is not even a first-grade sword weapon, and I don't know where he got it from, and then refined it with the Five Elements Stone.

It's just that now after a big battle, the long knife has been covered with gaps, and it is obviously useless.

And even when he saw Feng Ruo, there was a strong hatred and anger in the eyes of this kid covered in blood.

Feng Ruo didn't speak, but just rummaged through the storage belt for a long time, and then found a big rejuvenation pill from the corner that he had bought from the trading house before, and then divided it into ten parts, and threw it directly into the mouth of this stubborn young man.

Although it was only a small portion, the effect of the Great Rejuvenation Pill was not blown, and in just a dozen breaths, the injuries on the young man's body were completely stabilized, and he began to heal at a visible speed.

"You can stay with the remaining nine elixirs, since you have embarked on this path of cultivating immortals, you have to find a way to familiarize yourself with bloodshed and death, this time you are lucky, and next time you will not have it!"

Feng Ruo smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he took the long knife with a gap in the young man's hand, and this long knife immediately made him feel very familiar, because he thought that he had such a long knife at the beginning.

With a slight movement of his mind, a stream of pure mana instantly poured out of Feng Ruo's hand, and then all the impurities in the long knife were removed, and at the same time, the simplest wind formation was also embedded in it, so that this long knife had already reached the quality of a first-grade sword weapon, and even exceeded it, at least much more powerful than Feng Ruo's Moon Reflecting Short Knife back then.

It only took two breaths to transform the long knife, and the young man hadn't even figured out what was going on.

"Hehe!

Feng Ruo casually handed the reformed long knife to the young man, and then turned to leave, and it wasn't until he walked out of dozens of zhang away that the young man came to his senses and hurriedly said loudly: "Peng Qingyun, a disciple of the outer sect of Zhentian Sect, thank you to your seniors for coming to the rescue, I don't know what your seniors call you, and your juniors will repay him in the future!"

"Peng Qingyun?" Hearing this name, Feng Ruo's heart was somewhat touched, so he still glanced back, he hadn't carefully looked at the young man's face before, plus he was covered in blood, and he couldn't see anything, but after careful inspection at this moment, he found that this young man's appearance was extremely similar to Peng Yue.

With a slight movement in his heart, Feng Ruo didn't care about answering Peng Qingyun's words, and immediately asked in a deep voice, "Who is your father?"

Hearing Feng Ruo's words, Peng Qingyun couldn't help but be stunned, but he still replied calmly: "My father, Peng Yue, used to be a disciple of Zhentian Sect, but he passed away more than ten years ago!"

"Peng Yue is dead?"

At this moment, Feng Ruo was almost completely stunned, he really didn't expect it, but after a hundred years, that Peng Yue, who had come all the way from Qingyun Sect, turned into dust!

Feng Ruo still clearly remembered the scene of Peng Yue and Tang Qing betting on the wall of Purple Moon City in the Five Elements Realm more than a hundred years ago, this picture was so clear that he couldn't tell the difference!

"Senior, don't you know your father?"

At this time, seeing that Feng Ruo's face was sad, Peng Qingyun couldn't help but ask carefully.

"I--I am the same brother as your father!" Feng Ruo slowly came back to his senses, and looked at Peng Qingyun who looked extremely shabby again, but his heart sank a little, because if this Peng Qingyun was really Peng Yue's son, then Tang Qing and Lan Ling would not be able to let him be bullied to this extent, so the only possibility was that in the more than 100 years that he was away, Lan Ling and they had an accident!

"Your father—did he mention Tang Qing or Lan Ling to you?"

"Well, when I was a child, I heard my father mention Uncle Tang Qing, Uncle Lan Ling, and one of the most powerful Uncle Feng Ruo, when my father died, he once asked my mother to take me to Zhentianzong to look for them, but we didn't even find where Zhentianzong was, and then my mother also passed away due to illness, so I was left alone in the mountains, and later I was brought here by an uncle from this sect, but I am not even a disciple of the outer sect, and I can't even enter the mountain gate, let alone find them!"

Peng Qingyun still recounted with a calm face, as if these hardships were not what he had experienced at all.

But Feng Ruo heard a key point, that is, Peng Yue seemed to leave Zhentianzong when the deadline was approaching, and then married a wife and had children, but unfortunately he had already left before he could arrange his posthumous affairs.

Without asking anything more, Feng Ruo beckoned directly to Peng Qingyun and said, "You go with me!" ）