I am cultivating both immortality and martial arts

Chapter 4 The World of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty
"I want to run! It's not that easy!"

A man in a fancy dress is not as light as a woman, but the other party has two drags, but it is difficult to get rid of the pursuit for a while.

The two sides were flying like lightning, and they were separated by a mile in a blink of an eye.

Lu Xian's thoughts turned, curiosity prevailed after all, he pinched the spell with both hands, but used illusion to cover up his figure, and quietly followed behind the man in the fancy dress.

After a while, several groups of people finally stopped in front of a deserted temple.

"Raksha girl! You have been in and out of the palace many times before, but because of your lightness kung fu, I have to beat you several times. Today, you are dragged down by two little devils and cannot escape. It is really unwise."

Seeing that the strong enemy couldn't get away, the man in Chinese clothes pointed his sword straight at him, calm and composed.

Lu Xian hid behind a tree and peeked out, only to feel that this person was looking forward with eagle eyes, with a hulking back and a hunchback, and he had an imposing manner.

The woman in white has a beautiful figure, her pretty face is as cold as ice, but seeing her black eyes like ice, she said coldly: "Hmph! You come here alone, aren't you afraid that you will be no match for the sword in my hand?"

"Bah! Last time you took advantage of the blade, this time my treasured sword is here, and it will definitely break your swordsmanship, and make you disappear."

The words were not speculative, and the man in the Chinese costume made a bold move, and the saber was like a cold storm, pressing heavily on it.

The woman in white drew her long sword out of its sheath, and thousands of powerful lights shot up into the sky, attacking the man in fine clothes.

The bamboo forest in the rear was pulled by the energy of both sides, and all of them were broken. Thousands of bamboo joints invaded the battlefield along with the two energy, like sharp arrows shuttled, each shooting at the people on both sides.

Lu Xian stuck to the tree to hide his figure, watching the battle on the field without blinking his eyes.

The original body has never experienced a battle, the only experience is the trip to Lidang Mountain not long ago, but it has passed along the way, and has not really experienced any battle.

How could he not feel it was an eye-opener to see the real fight in the rivers and lakes with real guns and swords now.

Barren mountains and ridges, the gates of abandoned temples.

A man and a woman are fighting fiercely, every move and style is attacking the enemy's vital point, wishing to kill the other party.

However, the strength of the two was equal, which made this deathmatch extremely dangerous. Only the two present knew the difficulty of each other, but they were drawn by Qi, and both sides fought with all their strength.

"boom!"

There was a loud explosion, and the energy rolled wildly, enveloping the two of them, and then suddenly separated towards the two sides.

"You bitch! You are not far from death, I will tell you to enjoy it." The man in the fine clothes was in a state of distress at this time, with more than ten wounds all over his body, and a terrible wound from his shoulder blade to his left abdomen , obviously seriously injured.

However, compared to this person, although the woman in white did not see any external injuries, her pretty face was extremely pale, and her breath was even more disturbed.

Lu Xian could see clearly that the two of them seemed to be that the man was more seriously injured, but in fact he could recover with a little time to recuperate, while the woman was exhausted and dying soon.

The man in the fancy dress was about to take it down completely, but suddenly his expression changed drastically and he quickly moved back, "Who is it?"

Lu Xian was taken aback immediately. He never thought that he was distracted and let out his breath just now, and was discovered by a seriously injured mortal. Under the stress, his hand shook, and he tore open the strongest attack method in his hand, the wind blade. symbol.

Two invisible wind blades passed by in an instant.

"What the hell?!" The man in the fancy dress yelled, dodging a wind blade with his rich fighting instincts, but was cut by another wind blade, and his right arm was broken at the shoulder.

But hearing him let out a roar of extreme anger, his body rose from the ground, and he didn't dare to stop and sprinted down the mountain.

Escape very decisively!

"Damn! I'll scare the young master." Lu Xian's heart was pounding with fright, and he didn't have any confidence in a real fight.

But after running one, there is another one on the field.

"Mother!" Seeing that the woman in white was seriously injured and dying, the two teenagers couldn't bear it any longer and ran out from the hiding place, threw themselves in front of the woman, and shouted "Mother" loudly.

"Hey, you shouldn't have come out." The woman in white looked at the two teenagers lovingly. Although she still had a trace of true energy, she was powerless to protect them.

"Who are you?" The next moment, the woman in white turned cold and looked at Lu Xian.

The opponent's combat strength is superb, and he can easily take his own life in a complete victory, but Lu Xian did not dare to show his cowardice, trying to recall the contempt and disdain of the immortal master when facing ordinary people, and said lightly: "You should not report your own name before asking others' names. name?"

The woman in white remained indifferent, "My servant is Fu Junzhuo, and my teacher is Gaoli Fu Cailin."

The two teenagers in front of her ignored her, and also reported their names, "Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling."

Lu Xian was stunned. No wonder he had such a strong sense of sight just now. He looked at the "Double Dragon" in front of him with a slightly strange gaze. Although these two boys are immature, they have seen the demeanor of the future for the first time, and it took a long time to reply. : "Liyang Sect Lu Xian."

Although Fu Junzhuo was seriously injured and dying, he still thought hard about what sect the Liyang Sect was. After all, the person who can scare Yu Wenhuaji away with one blow must not be an ordinary person.

It's a pity that after thinking about it for a while, she didn't think of such a sect in the Central Plains, she could only wonder if it was some hidden sect.

"Your Majesty has tracked this all the way, what advice do you have?" At this point, Fu Junzhuo was even more worried that this person would be bad for his adopted sons.

Lu Xian was silent for a moment, before he said: "I was enjoying the scenery by the river just now, and I happened to see the two of you fighting, so I followed."

His tone was sincere, and there was no sign of lying in the slightest.

Kou Zhong and Xu Zilin looked at each other. Could it be that the guy who surprised the "Yu Wenhua bone" was just a passerby.

Fu Junzhuo snorted coldly, but he didn't believe it at all, not only because the other party seemed to know nothing about the name of his master Fu Cailin, but also because she knew her "value".

Yang Gong's treasure house, no one in the Jianghu knows that this secret is in the hands of the Rakshasa woman in Korea. As long as the other party is a person in the Jianghu, there is no reason not to know.

However, she was seriously injured and dying due to the fierce fighting just now, and now she has nothing but hypocrisy.

"Since that's the case, I'm not feeling well, so please take care of yourself." Fu Junzhuo simply sent the guest off to test the other party's reaction.

Lu Xian remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the girl's eyes, and he said, "Just now I saw the fight between the girl and that man, and I'm quite interested in the exercises the girl used."

Fu Junzhuo's eyes turned cold, any sect would like to kill those who covet their own martial arts. In fact, if she couldn't lift a sword at all now, she would kill him today.

Lu Xian didn't feel wrong at all. After all, he didn't take advantage of others' danger and turned into Jiexiu. Killing people and picking up corpses was already very moral, and in a sense, he saved the three of them. It was reasonable and reasonable to ask for a mere exercise.

Fu Junzhuo sighed secretly, looked at the two teenagers kneeling in front of him, and said slowly: "I am about to die, but I have already taught these two boys the highest heart law of my sect, the "Nine Profound Dafa". If you wish, I can order these two people to relay it to you."

Naturally, Lu Xian could see that the other party was exhausted, so he nodded, "Of course it was on purpose."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were about to speak when they heard the words, but they were stopped by Fu Junzhuo's eyes, and then he said to Lu Xian again: "I still have some last words to explain, please give us mother and son some space."

Lu Xian has always been a very reasonable person, so he heard what he said, so he withdrew tens of feet away, just in time to the place where the man in the suit had lost his arm.

"Huh?" The broken right hand fell to the ground, and the palm was still tightly grasping a precious knife that cut iron like mud, and it was stabbed obliquely on the rock.

It was the first time in his life that equipment was dropped, and Lu Xian happily pulled out the sword, fiddled with it a few times and put it into the storage bag.

Although this saber is only a weapon used by ordinary people, not even the lowest magic weapon, but he is really poor!
This knife seems to be made of extraordinary material, and it might be worth some spirit stones when sent to the store for recycling.

Although the travel time is not long, Lu Xian has already entered the role and began to try to discover the resources that are useful to him in this world.

A moment later, a burst of howling suddenly came from not far away. Lu Xian looked around and saw the woman who had completely lost her voice and the two teenagers who were crying to death. After thinking about it, he didn't step forward to disturb.

He watched the two cut trees into a coffin, buried the woman in a beautiful place in the valley, mourning and saying goodbye.

Knowing the complex and difficult relationship between these three, Lu Xian also feels sorry for the passing of such a beautiful woman as Fu Junzhuo.

It's a pity that although he is an immortal cultivator, he is the lowest type, and he can't do anything about Fu Junzhuo's injury.

Of course, even if it can be saved, he has to consider whether it is worth it.

Seeing that the young Ssangyong seemed unable to get out for a while, Lu Xian didn't hurry to urge him, but sat on a big rock to meditate and adjust his breath, trying to cultivate.

After a while, Lu Xian simply chose to give up, because his aura was so weak that he couldn't practice at all.

Fortunately, by absorbing the spiritual energy from the outside world, the spiritual power consumed by casting the spell still gathers and slowly recovers.

When the spiritual power in his body was filled again, Lu Xian began to sit quietly and adjust his breath, immersing himself in the memory of his predecessor.

Time is fleeting, and it has been several days since Lu Xian completely digested the memory of his predecessor.

(End of this chapter)