In the Luofu Cave, Liu'er scratched his head, "Master, the number of the human race is hundreds of millions, if you really want to save the human race, our strength is not enough at all."

"Who said we are the only ones who have the power?"

Zhao Gongming shook his head with a smile, "Let's go, follow me to a blessed place in the world, visit a monarch in the same world, and attain the true immortal." ”

"True Immortal?"

Liu'er was confused, but he still followed Zhao Gongming and flew away from Mount Emei honestly.

In the vast space, as far as the eye can see, two golden rays of light broke through the void in the blink of an eye and flew towards the predetermined goal.

"Master, the true immortal you are talking about is Zhen Yuanzi?"

"Yes, it's Zhen Yuanzi."

"I heard that Zhen Yuanzi has a withdrawn personality, since the fall of his friend Hongyun, he has been practicing on Wanshou Mountain, and he never asks about the world, if you look for him, will he help?"

"Don't worry, he will."

In the conversation between the two, half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

In front of Zhao Gongming's eyes, a beautiful and lush mountain has appeared.

Although the mountain is not as majestic as Kunlun Mountain, it still makes people admire it from a distance.

"Master, this should be Wanshou Mountain."

Zhao Gongming and Liu'er slowly descended in front of the gate of Wanshou Mountain.

Looking at the vermilion gate in front of him, Liu'er stepped forward and knocked.

After a while, two footsteps were heard inside the gate, and the gate was pushed open.

Two teenagers, with red lips and white teeth, walked out of it.

"These should be the two boys beside Zhen Yuanzi, Qingfeng Mingyue, right?"

Zhao Gongming secretly speculated in his heart.

"Who are you, why are you knocking on the gate of my Wuzhuang Temple?"

Qingfeng, Mingyue frowned, just now they were sleeping Zhengxiang, they were woken up, naturally with a sense of getting up.

Zhao Gongming arched his hand at the two of them and said with a smile, "Zhao Gongming, the eldest disciple of the Tongtian Sage Sect on Lower Jinao Island, came here today to tell Zhen Yuanzi's seniors about a great thing. ”

"Are you a disciple of a saint?"

Qingfeng Mingyue was a little shocked.

"It's like a fake."

Zhao Gongming used his mana, exuding an authentic Shangqing Xuanmen atmosphere.

The breeze and the bright moon are also the pure Xuanmen method of cultivation, and it can be seen at a glance that it is really a saint's disciple who came to visit.

The two of them didn't dare to lose their manners, and hurriedly gave up their hands, "Qingfeng, Mingyue has seen Senior Brother Gongming." ”

"No need to be polite,"

In addition to confirming that Zhao Gongming's identity was correct, the two of them soon focused on the latter half of Zhao Gongming's words

Is there a great good thing to tell the patriarch?

Who doesn't know that since the fall of Uncle Hongyun, his own master has been depressed all day long, and he doesn't go out of the door, and he doesn't step out of the second door.

At the same time, he closed the door and did not see the visitors, and he didn't even care about combing the leylines and earning merits.

Qingfeng Mingyue really didn't know, except for the news of Uncle Hongyun.

What other good thing can make your teacher happy?

"Dare to ask Senior Brother Gongming, what does that good thing mean?"

Zhao Gongming shook his head, "You guys go first and spread the word, and then you will naturally know." ”

A look of embarrassment flashed on Qingfeng Mingyue's face, "But Master has already said that he won't see guests."

"Then you can show this to your teacher."

Zhao Gongming shook his head, took out a fragment of the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul Scattering Gourd, and handed it to Qingfeng Mingyue.

"It's . This is Uncle Hongyun's relic! ”

Qingfeng Mingyue looked at the crimson fragments in his hands, and the boss with his mouth open.

"Please wait a while, Senior Brother Gongming, I'll wait for this to pass on."

The breeze and the moon did not stay for a moment, and the wind rushed into the Wuzhuang view.

After a few breaths, a monstrous terrifying aura suddenly erupted in Wuzhuang Guan.

"Sting!"

The void was torn apart like a blank sheet of paper.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a yellow Taoist robe, three long beards under his chin, and a face like a crown of jade appeared in front of Zhao Gongming.

He glanced at Zhao Gongming up and down, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he hurriedly took out the fragment of the soul scattering gourd that Zhao Gongming handed over to Qingfeng Mingyue, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Master Gongming, where did you get this fragment?"

Zhao Gongming smiled wryly and pointed to the gate of Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly understood, and hurriedly invited Zhao Gongming in.

Sitting in the main hall, brewing fragrant tea, and seeing Zhao Gongming take a sip, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't wait to ask.

"Master Gongming, where did you get this fragment, Brother Hongyun."

"The soul of the Ninety-Nine Red Cloud has been shattered, and it is true that Uncle Hongyun died and fell."

Zhao Gongming said honestly.

"Brother Hongyun has really fallen?"

Zhen Yuanzi's face was blue for a while, white for a while, and the mana of the late stage of the quasi-saint was rioting in his body, and he couldn't control it faintly.

I don't know when, his eyes were already full of tears, "Brother Hongyun"

When Hongyun was chased and killed by Kunpeng and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi disappeared, he deduced the heavenly machine and calculated the glimmer of life that existed in the underworld.

But I didn't expect that he was wrong after all, Brother Hongyun, he will never return, he has really fallen!

Knowing this, he would definitely kill Heaven and get justice for Brother Hongyun.

Zhao Gongming looked at the crazy Zhen Yuanzi and was startled.

The ancestor of the dignified immortals, he won't be said crazy by a few words!

"Uncle Zhenyuan, don't be in a hurry to be sad first, as the so-called avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, everything has a glimmer of life, and my nephew happened to meet Uncle Hongyun."

"You, what did you say?"

The crystal in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes trembled and dripped down

"I said, I met Uncle Hongyun."

Zhao Gongming waved his hand and took out the innate soul cultivation gourd.

A warm air flow flows through the main hall of Wuzhuang Temple, making people feel extremely warm and comfortable.

Zhao Gongming opened the Innate Soul Cultivation Gourd, and a faint voice came from inside.

"Brother, Hongyun Hongyun is back, so many years have passed, you, are you okay."

The voice was faint, but when it fell on Zhen Yuanzi's ears, it was no less than a thunderous explosion.

"Brother Hongyun's voice, he's really back!"

Zhen Yuanzi's nose was sore, and two teardrops rolled down his cheeks.

"Brother Hongyunxian, the eldest brother is here, this is Wuzhuang Guan, with the eldest brother here, no one can hurt you anymore."

Zhen Yuanzi said with a handful of snot and tears, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sound in the soul nourishing gourd.

He hurriedly looked at Zhao Gongming, "Master Gongming, what's going on?" ”

Zhao Gongming replied, "When I traveled to the East China Sea, I accidentally got the broken soul gourd, as well as a wisp of the remnant soul of Uncle Hongyun that was about to collapse and return to the spirit world, and I originally wanted to send it to Wanshou Mountain immediately. ”

"But Uncle Hongyun's injury is too serious, the origin is almost dry, and there is a possibility that the soul will fly away at any time, fortunately, I have a heavy treasure of the master and a soul raising gourd, so I can barely maintain the remnant soul of Uncle Hongyun, so that it will not deteriorate anymore, and slowly repair it, until not long ago, the remnant soul tends to stabilize, and I dare to bring Uncle Hongyun to see Uncle Zhenyuan."

(End of chapter)