Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 293 Friends Meet
Crow Ridge is a mountain that has been cut by a knife. After crossing Crow Ridge, there is a misty plain, and a river of blood bypasses the foot of the mountain.

At this time, a fierce and chaotic battle is taking place by the blood river.The first thing that came into view was a banyan tree with black and red branches and leaves, waving its branches weakly.Its body was covered with scars, and there was a big opening in the middle of the trunk, oozing blood-like juice.

Right around it, Yun Zheng was facing the attack of three monks one-on-three, and had to avoid the attack of a group of ghost soldiers.

Those soldier ghosts were dressed in tattered armor and helmets that covered their entire heads. Their eyes were like deep black holes, and their bodies were curled up in black.They were armed with various weapons and formed a group of three or five people. Although their cultivation was not high, they cooperated well, and their back and forth also caused a lot of trouble for Yun Zheng and the other three.

Yun Zheng's sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the ice-blue sword light brought out flying snowflakes, circling around a group of soldier ghosts. After the black air was sprayed wildly, the tattered armor and helmets rolled to the ground.

His eyes were silvery white, and his body moved to the side without warning. The ground he was standing on suddenly cracked, and a lava-like stream of fire spewed out.Another sword cut off a golden ring that was attached to his head, and the long sword flew out. The cold sword energy caused a layer of hoarfrost on the ghosts of another group of soldiers who rushed over, and their movements became extremely slow.

The ice-blue long sword ignored them, flashed from above their heads, and the sword energy burst out suddenly, shaking away all the surrounding fog.

The middle-aged monk who was hiding in the mist and casting spells was startled when he saw this, and stretched out his hand while flying to avoid the sword light. The surrounding mist flowed into his hand like mercury, and in a blink of an eye it condensed into a crackling and flashing mist sword .

The whole body of the fog sword is black, solid and thick, and there are electric lights like small snakes crawling on the sword.

"Hey, kid, you're still too tender! Don't think that your sword is a little powerful, let you taste my Thunder Mist Sword!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, and the fog sword in his hand was facing the ice-blue horse that was chasing after him.

"Really?" Yun Zheng showed a sneer, made a wrong step, and avoided a whirling whirlwind without even looking at it.At the same time, the ice-blue sword light suddenly deviated from one direction, and after passing by the Wujian, it seemed to shoot towards a direction where no one was there.

The middle-aged monk felt inexplicable, and while he was wondering, he saw one of his companions was accidentally hit by a branch waving by the Banyan Tree, and his body rolled to the ground, and then turned upside down.As soon as he raised his head, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill hit his whole body, and in his suddenly enlarged pupils, an ice blue long sword was getting closer.

The middle-aged cultivator acted like he had seen a ghost, and watched helplessly as his companion was decapitated by the sword as if he had leaned under Yun Zheng's sword!
"You, you..." The middle-aged monk stammered and couldn't speak.

Yun Zheng's silvery white eyes flickered twice, sweat ran down his cheeks, and they returned to a pair of dark eyes.

The eye of consonance is the talent attached to Yun Zheng's immortal physique and consonant body. There is a certain chance that he can see what will happen in the next few breaths!However, this technique consumes a lot of energy, so after killing one person to relieve the pressure, Yun Zheng put it away immediately.

He glanced at the man mockingly, and smashed a soldier's ghost rushing forward into shattered ice with a palm, with awe-inspiring sword aura on his body.

But at this moment, he heard a string of bells ringing in his ears, he suddenly shook, and felt that the scene in front of him was all spinning.

Feeling bad in his heart, Yun Zheng broke out in a cold sweat in an instant, trying to break free from the disturbance of the ring tone.

When he came back to his senses again, he saw a figure in black clothes standing in front of him, with golden fire feathers flying in the air.In the distance, the male cultivator who had just sneaked up on him shook the broken bell in his hand, a blue long sword flashed in the air, a black hole appeared between the male cultivator's eyebrows, his eyes froze and he knelt down on the ground.

The corners of Yun Zheng's mouth curled up, and he let out a hey.

The figure in Xuanyi manipulated the blue long sword and slashed at the middle-aged monk on the other side. There was still time to look back at him, but it was a sickly and unfamiliar little white face, and smiled at him: "Still stunned?"

The corners of Yun Zheng's mouth twitched, his spirits lifted, he stepped to his side, and with a pinch of the sword formula in his hand, the ice-blue long sword that had been parked in the air flew across the sky and joined the ranks of chasing the middle-aged monk.

He cracked a big smile uncontrollably, but laughed habitually: "I said your face is too ugly, so why can't you be more handsome? It's not as pleasing to the eye as your own face!"

Liu Qinghuan chuckled and didn't reply.With the joint efforts of the two, the middle-aged monk was quickly killed, and the ghosts of the remaining dozens of soldiers were also killed one by one.

The little monk Jingjue hurried over, held up his Zen staff and ran to the tattered armor, and began to supersede the remnant souls one by one, but looked curiously at the two people standing side by side from time to time.

Liu Qinghuan took back the Pogang Golden Lotus and Qingying Sword, and looked at Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng also looked at him.

The two looked at each other and laughed, Liu Qinghuan opened her hands full of joy.

I still remember that Yun Zheng still hated Liu Qinghuan's hug when he was on the ground of Duanyuan's death, but this time he also opened his hands.

After years of separation, the two brothers finally embraced each other excitedly.

"Yun Zheng!"

"Liu Qinghuan!"

"long time no see!"

The teenagers got acquainted and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals together.Because of the pursuit of the Dao, most of the time we are separated from each other, and we are busy with our own affairs, but we never forget the most sincere friendship when we were young.

Now that it has been many years since Liu Qinghuan has been wandering in Xiaofeng Continent for more than ten years, she never imagined that she would meet Yun Zheng again in such a far away place.The excitement and joy in my heart were hard to describe, I just slapped Yun Zheng's back hard a few times, and there was also a heavy slap on my own back.

After a while, the two let go, and their eyes were a little red.

Yun Zheng turned his head in a concealed manner, and turned back to his usual haughty expression, snorted: "I thought you were dead! Back then, I made a special trip to the Wenshi faction..."

"Ah, you went to the Wenshi School to look for me?" Liu Qinghuan asked quickly: "Then have you seen my master? How is he, the Wenshi School?"

"They are very good, but your master is very worried about you!" Yun Zheng said: "You disappeared back then, your master was furious, and fought with the Zhenjun Minghua of the Shaoyang faction who came to the door, which caused the whole world of cultivating immortals to go crazy. sensation."

True Monarch Minghua is Zhou Xiaoqing's elder.

Liu Qinghuan blinked away the wetness in her eyes: "I made you worry..."

"It's good that you know!" Yun Zheng glared at him, and then asked, "Why did you run so far away?"

Liu Qinghuan briefly talked about how she accepted the mission of the sect to go to the Sea of ​​the Eastern Desolation, and then Zhou Xiaoqing threw a mana crystal out of resentment, which led to the Penglai claw turtle.

"Hey, the Penglai clawed turtle!" Yun Zheng's eyes lit up: "This is a legendary beast on the same level as the real dragon, god and phoenix. survive."

"The Penglai clawed turtle has the ability to travel through space. At that time, I couldn't escape, so I could only hide on its back, and then it took me to the Saofeng Continent." Liu Qinghuan said, and asked Yun Zheng eagerly: "Then you How did you get here?"

At this time, Jingjue finished saving the remnant soul, walked up to the two of them, and held up a wooden sign: "Is that tree over there called Ghost Claw Banyan?"

(End of this chapter)