It just so happens that the Wuzhuang view of Wanshou Mountain is in Xiniuhezhou.

Jiang Feng walked all the way, restraining his breath, being cautious, and never making the slightest mistake.

A few days later, Jiang Feng arrived at his destination.

In front of you is a vast Taoist temple, located in the middle of Wanshou Mountain, part of which is covered by misty clouds, adding a bit of mystery.

The mountain gate of Wuzhuang View is towering and towering, like two dragons guarding here, majestic and sacred, very shocking.

In front of the mountain gate, there is also a couplet, the immortal immortal mansion, and the sky with the longevity of the Taoist family.

The handwriting is dragon and phoenix dancing, vigorous and powerful, vaguely engraved with a certain Tao Yun, which seems to imply the truth of heaven and earth, which is incomprehensible.

This couplet is very domineering, noble, and has a big tone, but it is engraved in front of the mountain gate of Zhenyuan Daxian, the ancestor of the earth immortals, but it seems to be deserved.

"Stop! Idlers in Wuzhuang are exempt! ”

At this moment, the mountain gate opened, and a slightly immature scolding suddenly sounded, followed by two Taoist children stepping out.

These two Taoist children look like they are about ten years old, with white skin and jade carvings, like two porcelain dolls, which are Qingfeng and Mingyue.

Jiang Feng immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "Two little brothers, in Xia Jiang Feng, there is something important to ask to see Zhenyuan Daxian, and I am troubled!" ”

"Jiang Feng?" Qingfeng furrowed his brows, and then asked, "But Jiang Feng, the judicial god of the Heavenly Court." ”

"Exactly." Jiang Feng nodded.

Hearing this, Na Mingyue was quite surprised, "Why don't you find a dark corner to hide, what are you doing in my Wuzhuang Temple?" Don't you want to seek refuge from my master, I advise you to stop dreaming, and leave quickly, my master will not take you in. ”

"The two Taoist boys are not right, they really have something important to ask to see Zhenyuan Daxian!" Jiang Feng said with a sincere face.

But the breeze and the moon didn't appreciate it at all, and drove him away one by one.

In a flash of thought, Jiang Feng couldn't help but say: "Two Taoist boys, please smile and accept the light gift below!" ”

As he spoke, Jiang Feng casually took out two top-grade innate spirit treasures and stuffed them into Qingfeng and Mingyue's hands.

This is nothing to him, but it is a great treasure to Qingfeng and Mingyue.

The two of them immediately looked stunned, then looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of consensus, and invariably included the top-grade innate spirit treasure in their bags.

Although he could ask for a superb innate spirit treasure from the Western Buddhism by providing clues about Jiang Feng, Zhenyuan Daxian had always been quiet and inactive, and he did not intervene in any disputes, and naturally he did not allow his apprentices to intervene.

Therefore, the immediate benefits are the most real.

"Jiang Feng, I can give you a good message, but whether the master wants to see you or not is not up to us."

As the saying goes, eating people with a short mouth and taking people with soft hands, Qingfeng Mingyue changed her previous indifference, and even her tone became gentle.

"Understood, understood." Jiang Feng smiled and nodded.

"You wait!"

Immediately, Qingfeng Mingyue returned to Wuzhuang Guan and went to report to Jiang Feng.

After a while, they opened the mountain gate, showed their heads, waved their hands at Jiang Feng, and closed the door.

The meaning is obvious, Zhenyuan Daxian is still missing.

Jiang Feng couldn't help frowning, and immediately used his mana to yell at Wuzhuang Guan: "Zhenyuan Great Immortal, I have news of your best friend Hongyun Dao, he is still alive in the world!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a surging force suddenly came out from the Wuzhuang Temple, as if a giant beast of the desolation opened its bloody mouth and swallowed Jiang Feng in an instant.

After a whirlwind, after the world turned upside down, Jiang Feng appeared out of thin air in an ancient hall.

"What you just said, but it's true?"

An old and rich voice sounded in Jiang Feng's ears.

Jiang Feng came back to his senses, looked fixedly, and saw an old Taoist sitting cross-legged on a withered yellow futon in front of him.

He wears a purple and gold crown on his head, wears a carefree crane, steps on a pair of cloud shoes, has a ribbon around his waist, has a long black beard, and holds a floating dust in his hand, looking like a fairy wind bone.

There is no doubt that this is the owner of the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanshou Mountain, known as the ancestor of the earth immortals.

At this moment, he was close to Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng could sense that from this old Dao's body, there was a vague aura as vast as the sea of stars and the majestic sky rushing towards him, which made him feel an indescribable sense of suffocation.

Zhenyuan Daxian doesn't know how long it has existed, and Yuan Shi Tianzun are both figures of the same era, his state of mind has long been honed like a rock, unshakable, but at this time he is extremely excited.

However, under this excitement, there is a terrifying killing intention.

If Jiang Feng played tricks on him and just took the opportunity to see him, then he would be greeted by a catastrophe.

The Red Cloud Dao people are the best friends of Zhenyuan Daxian, and he will never allow anyone to joke.

Jiang Feng quickly calmed down, without any stage fright, and nodded lightly at the moment, "Everything is true." ”

"I found it in a dry well by chance, and I was shocked at the time. At the same time, I knew that Hongyun's predecessors and Daxian were close friends, so I specially sent them. ”

Then, with a wave of Jiang Feng's hand, the corpse of the Red Cloud Dao person appeared, as well as the broken Nine-Nine Red Cloud Scattered Gourd.

Zhenyuan Daxian's pupils shrank fiercely, and Rao is ancestor of the earth immortals also rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Red Cloud!"

In the next moment, Zhenyuan Daxian stretched out his right hand and touched the corpse of the Red Cloud Dao person, and for a while, his body was trembling, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye unconsciously.

As a close friend, in the past endless years, he has not even found the body of the Red Cloud Dao person, let alone avenged it.

When they met again at this time, he was full of guilt in his heart, and there was a sense of speechlessness.

After a pause, Jiang Feng couldn't help but speak: "Great Immortal, don't be sad, Senior Hongyun is still alive, Great Immortal, please take a look!" ”

Soon, Jiang Feng took out the pot of three-light divine water.

In the pot, there is an unfathomable Hongmeng purple qi, and on it is the true spirit of the Yuan God attached to the Red Cloud Dao people, and at this moment, the signs of its life are already obvious.

Seeing this, Zhenyuan Daxian couldn't help but frown, not understanding what Jiang Feng meant.

But then, he discovered the abnormality, and a pair of deep old eyes stared at the Hongmeng purple qi.

What Jiang Feng can understand, Zhenyuan Daxian has no reason not to understand.

"Red Cloud, you, you're still alive!"

Since Jiang Feng took the pot of three-light divine water in his hand, Zhenyuan Daxian's old hands were trembling.

After carefully studying for a moment, Zhenyuan Daxian looked excited, and from time to time he let out excited laughter, happy like a child.

After a long time, Zhenyuan Daxian calmed down, and then stared at Jiang Feng, pointed to the purple gas in the Sanguang Divine Water and asked, "Jiang Feng Xiaoyou, do you know what this is?" ”

"I know, Hongmeng Purple Qi!" Jiang Feng replied very calmly.

Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly felt a huge shock in his heart.