Wearing a soft and comfortable dry robe, walking in the warm sunshine.

Maybe it's because he has cultivated the foundation building realm and has mastered his own destiny to a certain extent in this cruel world, so he is full of joy.

And at this time, walk to the corner of a mountain peak. Zhang Lie strode forward and walked over naturally.

A large shadow of darkness, all of a sudden, loomed over me.

Zhang Lie looked up and saw a white-skinned woman wearing a Xuanyi Taoist robe, standing high on the mountain wall, looking down at him.

Beside her roamed the void a cyan horned python, its cold, dim pupils matching those of its owner.

Suddenly, for some reason, Zhang Lie suddenly felt a kind of fear, an association: as if he saw a huge black spider entrenched in the sky, between the spiders.

With many belly eyes in dark red, look at yourself.

However, he instantly dispelled such delusions, and immediately said:

"Disciple Zhang Lie, meet the ancestors...... Meet my uncle. ”

In the world of mystical cultivation, if there is no direct teacher, you must follow the rules of the attainer first.

Zhang Lie is a direct disciple of the Seven Evil Daoists, so even after the Seven Evil Daoist Yin Tianqiu is promoted to the Purple Mansion Realm, several of his disciples do not need to call him Master Ancestor, they are still commensurate with master and apprentice.

And Zhang Lie has no direct teacher-student relationship with the Purple Mansion Immortal Master Wang Wanyi in front of him, so after he is promoted to the foundation building realm, he needs to change the other party to Uncle Shi, and if he still maintains the previous title, no one thinks it is polite, but only feels that he does not know the etiquette.

"Hmm."

The cold female uncle looked down at Zhang Lie for a moment and nodded gently.

"The foundation of the Tao is strong, and the mind is clear. Your foundation is indeed very good, but the road is long, and the foundation building realm is just the first level on the path of cultivation, and the next entry and cultivation is becoming more and more difficult step by step, and you must not get carried away just because your foundation is stronger. ”

These are just the words that the sect immortal master should say when he mentions his disciples, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Of course, Zhang Lie was taught by the ceremony, and there was nothing to disagree with.

“………”

"So, go down. There is also a friend of yours on Xuanyuan Peak, because you are waiting for you to this day, you should also go and see it. ”

This dignified and beautiful female uncle seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, but flew away after explaining like this.

After the other party was far away, Zhang Lie looked at the figure in the sky, feeling a little puzzled.

Then he slowly reacted, the monks of the Purple Mansion Realm had been in retreat for many years, and the monks on the Peak Mountain would probably not see these two cultivators for a few years.

As soon as I got out of the customs today, I collided with Uncle Wang.

"I'm afraid this is not a coincidence, but this Uncle Wang is guarding the Dharma for me, so I owe Uncle Wang a lot of favors, and I can't say that I will visit the door when I have time in the future and give some gifts to show my gratitude."

Half an hour later, Zhang Lie was in the Xuanyuan Peak Dao Hall where Tongfeng Mountain was used to meet guests, and saw the friend that his uncle said:

Sword ghost, Lou Hongyu.

Half a year has passed, and Mrs. You has left, but this guy has been waiting until today.

Gu Lu

Zhang Lie and Lou Hongyu, the two first looked at each other for a moment, and then they both laughed heartily, they didn't regard each other as opponents, but because of the previous sword fight, they felt that each other was very familiar and close.

"I've prepared some wine, you can take me here for a good walk. I came here for a trip, in fact, I didn't go anywhere, today just let you, the head snake, take a look at the mountain scenery here. ”

In fact, Tongfeng Mountain is not a famous scenery. What's more, for immortal cultivators, the mountain-shaped scenery is even more visible.

However, visiting this kind of thing is to see who the bottom is walking with.

Zhang Lie was stationed in Lifeng Mountain, but in fact, he hadn't visited much here, so he could only take Lou Hongyu and his maid Ping'er to turn around Xianzhi Peak and turn around the refining shop where he had stayed for two years.

More often, it was Ping'er who stayed in the distance angrily, not daring to come over, watching Zhang Lie and Lou Hongyu drinking one altar after another from a distance.

"I'm cultivating the Taixuan Sword Palace's Zhenzong Inheritance Taixuan Sword Record, what about you?"

"Earth Evil Sword Sutra."

Two young men sat on the top of the mountain, watching the sunset and the sea of clouds below. The scenery in front of you is like blood, and it is incomparably magnificent.

Faced with Lou Hongyu's question, Zhang Lie thought about it and told the truth.

To a certain extent, the two know themselves better than each other, not to mention that their own situation can be hidden from others, but it is difficult to hide Lou Hongyu, who has been in contact with the powerful sword cultivation inheritance since childhood, and has traveled to various continents.

Therefore, it is better to be honest.

Of course, Zhang Lie didn't tell all the truth, the Earth Demon Sword Sutra was only a small part of the Taihao Dao system.

"This Xuanhuang world has the land of nine domains and seven continents, and the land of north and south and east and west is thousands of miles, and the small South Vietnam is just a corner of peace. Moreover, there is still a great danger brewing, Senior Brother Zhang, are you willing to leave here with me, and join my Taixuan Hidden Sword Palace on the basis of the Earth Demon Sword Sutra, I dare not say more, I dare to ensure that Senior Brother Zhang's path is directed at Jindan, even Yuanying Avenue is not without a chance. ”

When he said this, Lou Hongyu looked at Zhang Lie with great sincerity.

However, a moment later, it was the man who was waiting, who moved the jar in his hand and touched it lightly.

"Thank you, friend, I believe you have good intentions, but monks and monks, where can you go without experiencing wind and frost? Without these few winds and frosts, I am afraid that there would be no achievements of this avenue. Immortal cultivators seek immortality because they are afraid of death, but immortal cultivators want to ask for immortality, but they can't be afraid of death, life and death are trivial matters. ”

Grunt, grunt, grunt.

Zhang Lie raised the wine jar and swallowed the spirit wine in a big gulp.

Lou Hongyu looked at this man deeply when he heard this, and after a while, he also raised his head and drank freely, and then laughed happily.

"Senior Brother Zhang, do you know?"

"I was really afraid that you would say yes just now. Instead of being a lifelong friend with you, I want to be a lifelong enemy with you, afraid of death and eternal life, immortal and afraid of death, life and death, trivial things! Just for this sentence, let's drink this altar together, hahahahaha. ”

"Two hundred years, two hundred years later, we will be here again, and we will fight again in this Fengfeng Mountain, okay?"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

On that day, Zhang Lie and Lou Hongyu sat between the peaks and talked a lot, about kendo, about ideals, about wine, and about women.

However, after that day, when Zhang Lie woke up from sitting on the mountain peak, he had forgotten all the things he had said yesterday.

I just remember that he collided with Lou Hongyu holding the wine jar, saying that two hundred years later, he would have another fight here.

At this time, there were no friends around, only a wooden box was pressing a piece of stationery, blowing with the mountain breeze.