Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 121 Flowers, wind and snow blowing deer and fish

"Telephone?"

Now, Senior Brother Wei is the leader here, and even if there are transmissions, most of them are going to Huaqu City.

Lin Youjiang was in the stone forest and had not received any voice messages for a long time.

"Is it possible that Wu Meng was really captured?"

After all, the transmissions he could receive were most likely related to this matter.

He stared at the talisman, the twinkling spiritual light reflected in his eyes. His breathing gradually became rapid, and he did not dare to reach out to take it.

'Being close to home makes you more timid', this sentence is not appropriate to use here, but Lin Youjiang feels somewhat similar now.

For more than half a year, he has faced countless ridicules and incomprehensions, many of them even from people close to him. He is not an ordinary person, so how can he not feel it?

It's just suppressing the emotions deep in the heart.

Many people said that he lost his self-confidence under the blow. On the contrary, it was because he believed in his own judgment too much that he restrained himself and avoided all places where Wu Meng might appear.

Now, everything seems to be revealed.

Emotions that had been suppressed for a long time came to the surface, and various thoughts flashed through his heart.

I hope Wu Meng will be executed, but I also don’t want my judgment to be proven to be a joke.

Contradictory and complex.

"Well, no matter what, at least I am relieved..."

Lin Youjiang shook his head, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to take the transmission note.

He listened intently, and the next moment...

‘Boom’!

There seemed to be a thunderous roar next to his ears, like thunder striking down, and in an instant, all his thoughts and thoughts were smashed to pieces.

"Buzzing..."

His vision turned black, his brain continued to pound, and he seemed to be paralyzed, unable to think of any thoughts...

……

In the time of Xu, inside the stone tower.

Lin Youting walked back and forth, fidgeting.

Thanks to a conversation yesterday, she finally restrained herself and gained more room for movement.

But it was also based on this that she was in a state of confusion all day and night, worried about gains and losses, and had trouble sleeping and eating.

After being restless all afternoon, she suddenly lay down by the window and looked at the sun.

"Strange, why hasn't Lin Youjiang come back yet? What happened?"

This wait lasts all night.

The next day, at dawn, there was a wave of spiritual energy coming from outside the room.

Lin Youting turned her head sharply.

creak~

The door was slowly pushed open, and against the light, Lin Youjiang walked in unconsciously.

"Lin Youjiang! Where have you been?!"

This shout brought him back to reality.

He focused his eyes for a while, turned to look inside the room, and stared at Lin Youting for a long time, and then he suddenly realized: "It's over... It's all over..."

He shook his head repeatedly: "Hurry up and follow me! Huaqu can't stay any longer..."

He wanted to arrest people, but all he got was nothing.

Lin Youting took a few steps back and stared at him, her voice trembling: "You...tell me clearly...what happened..."

"Did... let Wu Meng run away again..."

"Ran?"

Lin Youjiang showed a strange expression, which seemed to be a bit sarcastic and self-deprecating: "I can't run anymore, I'm all dead."

"All?"

Lin Youting's eyes lit up with light: "Are there any other Yunyao Sect disciples?"

"Hey, what are you thinking about...it's Senior Brother Wei and Senior Brother Qian..."

"All dead."

boom!

There was a crackling sound.

Lin Youting knocked over the desk and chair behind her and collapsed on the ground, lost in thought.

…    …

On the edge of Deer and Fish Country, deep in the vast mountains.

In a certain apricot blossom valley.

There were two people sitting across the formation, meditating on their own.

In the formation, Wuzun was doing the exercises cross-legged, his breath long and steady.

After adjusting his breath for nearly two months, his injuries seemed to have recovered a lot, and his earlier depressed look had disappeared.

Today, early morning.

The fog has not yet dissipated, and there are birdsong echoing in the valley.

The elder Qianjinshan's eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, and he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping.

Suddenly, with his eyes narrowed, he saw Wu Zun holding up his hands. There seemed to be seven or eight acupoints opened all over his body, and spiritual energy was flowing in and out of them in an orderly manner.

As he moved, his face glowed with vitality.

Wuzun has a water spiritual root, and healing is its strength. But such a seriously injured body can recover to this extent in less than two months?

Elder Qian Jinshan raised the corners of his mouth with a sneer on his face, not believing it at all.

His eyes fell on Wu Zun's side. The piles of spiritual stones now only amounted to less than two hundred.

In a few days, if the formation is broken, it will be his death!

"What interesting thing did fellow Taoist think of? You might as well talk about it to relieve your fatigue." Wu Zun's voice suddenly sounded.

He took a deep breath and absorbed all the aura around him into his body. Then he opened his eyes. His face looked red, and the fat on his cheeks trembled slightly. He was very calm.

Elder Qianjinshan shook his head.

"Wuzun, don't waste your efforts. Even if you form a golden elixir inside, I won't believe it at all."

"Very good, very good, then wait until I come out to take your life."

"Waiting for good news."

Such disputes have occurred several times in the past two months.

Among them, true and false, everyone has their own thoughts.

Wuzun was naturally not as harmless as he seemed. Instead of suppressing his injuries, his injuries continued to worsen.

The reason why his complexion improved was because he used a desperate secret method and waited for the formation to dissipate to make a last ditch effort.

As for reinforcements, this was an issue that neither of them had ever considered.

After all, there is a full-scale confrontation between Qianjin Mountain and Yunyao Sect, and all the elders have important responsibilities that cannot be relieved. Transferring people here means that the other place will bear unbearable pressure.

This is an extremely difficult decision to make.

A few more hours passed, and the sky became dark.

Just when the valley was silent, a transmission sound suddenly came through the sky.

Both people inside and outside the formation opened their eyes at the same time.

"What?" Wu Zun chuckled: "Other than telling you to run for your life, I can't think of any other reason for sending you a message at this time."

"Oh?"

Elder Qianjinshan said with a smile: "Can't it be Wang Xumeng who is executed? Or is Songmang in trouble?"

As he spoke, he took the transmission note and listened attentively.

Upon hearing this, a sarcastic smile suddenly froze on his face.

"Hey." Wuzun smiled happily: "What's the bad news? Come tell me and be happy."

Facing the provocation, Elder Qianjinshan's expression changed several times, and finally settled on a rather ugly expression.

The transmission talisman was sent by the master, and it only contained a simple sentence.

"I'm going to Huaqu, retreat quickly!!"

In the past year, the two sides have been at each other's throats. Although the leaders of the two sides have not taken action, they have been restraining each other.

Now that one party leaves, the other party will naturally be freed up. Although they may not be able to get here in time, once they arrive, they will have to be scratched off if they want to leave again.

He looked at Wu Zun, a sigh of relief filled his chest, and his eyes turned black with anger.

But when he thought about his wealth and life, and looked at this guy's shriveled storage bag, he could only sigh bitterly and disappear in a rainbow light.

"You really ran away for your life?!!"

This time Wuzun was stunned.

(End of this chapter)