The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 691 Gathering
"Don't you know?" Changchunzi said nothing, Mo Wen and Zhu Xingyuan glanced at him, and his subordinates kept on shaking his head leisurely, "Isn't the old man usually seeing that you two have a good relationship? What's the matter?" Didn't you know that Lang was injured?"

Seeing that the two looked at each other, they looked at each other and shook their heads.

Chang Chunzi rolled his eyes at the two of them, and left a sentence: "Is this also called brother?"

Mo Wen and Zhu Xingyuan both showed a bit of embarrassment at being treated like this by this old man.

After taking Qiao's Changchunzi for a while, I was addicted, and then I said it: "It was just a few days ago, Gu Lang came to my place. After getting a claw from the Donghai Baizujiao, he gritted his teeth and held on. , I couldn’t take it anymore, so I came here, really, hey! After all, monks are not immortals, who doesn’t want to seek longevity, but he doesn’t cherish himself so much.”

"What is he going to do to kill the Hundred-legged Jiao?" Mo Wen was also a little puzzled, "It's so good, you can't get along with a monster?"

Monster beasts like Baizujiao live in the hinterland of the East China Sea, but they like to be quiet, so they occupy one place all day long. It can be said that since the establishment of the Kunlun sect, it is rare to hear people saying that they will have trouble with monsters like Baizujiao. .

Changchunzi squinted his eyes, and there was a bit of a joke on his usually calm face. He squeezed his voice and sang: "Your childhood sweetheart, come to my bamboo horse, three thousand worlds to find rare treasures, concentric Mingluo hairpins, junior sister and say ,like or not?"

After the changchunzi he had sung, Zhu Xingyuan supported his cheeks and nodded thoughtfully: "It turned out to be for Tongxin Mingluo Hairpin! No wonder you need to find the Eastern Sea Hundred-legged Jiao. However, Tongxin Ming Luo Hairpin, a strange thing to suppress demons, requires hundreds of materials, and it needs to be made in such a short period of time, no wonder Gu Lang is so busy that he has no time to talk to me."

Mo Wen, on the other hand, frowned, "Zhu Xingyuan, do you think Junior Sister Lian is possessed by a demon?"

The corners of Zhu Xingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and after a long while, he still held his forehead and sighed helplessly: "It really doesn't look like her. If she seems to be possessed by a demon, then what about us?"

"Since Junior Sister Lian has no demons, what is Gu Lang going to do with the Tongxinming Luo Hairpin?"

"Xu Shi, Xu Shi, it's because she's going to retreat!" Zhu Xingyuan clicked his lips, but he couldn't even convince himself with this reason.

After being at a loss for a while, Mo Wen was the first to come back to his senses, coughed lightly, and pulled back Chang Chunzi, who was silently performing a healing technique: "By the way, let's not talk about Gu Lang for now, what about Master Fan? What's the matter?"

"Her? The princess of Kunlun!" Chang Chunzi mentioned it concisely, and then stopped mentioning it.

Zhu Xingyuan twitched the corners of his mouth: "This is the realm of the fairy family, not the palace!"

Changchunzi gave a pause in his hand, the healing technique in his hand was coming to an end, then turned around quickly, and threw Zhu Xingyuan Yiping's specially made Rejuvenation Pill, looked over, with a half-smile in his eyes: "Then take care, I don't want to be always Facing you, you are not good-looking, nor a beauty! I don’t want to see this face dangling in front of me all day long.”

Mo Wen couldn't laugh if he wanted to, so he held back the smile in his eyes, stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Xingyuan who was hit by that side, and comforted him better than nothing: "Forget it, Mo Mou is not good-looking too. Men, aren't they good-looking?" It is useful. You still have some other uses."

Zhu Xingyuan said in such a sympathetic tone that he was about to go crazy.

Pulled up by Mo Wen, Zhu Xingyuan and the two of them were about to leave, but perhaps it was destined that Changchunzi would not be free here today. Before he walked out of the gate, he saw Gu Lang still dressed in black and holding a long sword I came in to look for Changchunzi.

Seeing Changchunzi smile and lead Gu Lang to sit down, and carefully ask about the wound, Zhu Xingyuan immediately refused to leave as if his feet had taken root.He sat down in the corner without saying a word, and Mo Wen rubbed his eyebrows with his headache, knowing that it was impossible to drag Zhu Xingyuan away, so he stood helplessly at the side.

After Gu Lang nodded to the two of them, it was convenient for Chang Chunzi to start the conversation.

"How is it? Your junior sister likes the Tongxin Mingluo hairpin?" Changchunzi joked to Gu Lang with a smile.

"I like it." Gu Lang lowered his head and smiled, reached out and touched the tassel on the hilt of the sword, and said in a more cheerful tone, "She gave it to me, and I don't know when I thought of it."

Those present just glanced at the fringed sword tassel, and saw the dense aura on it, and knew that this thing has always been a top-grade magic weapon for self-defense.

"She said that my sword is the sword of attack. Although the best defense is to attack, there is always something beyond my power, so I found this thing and gave it to me." Gu Lang said while fiddled with the sword spike in his hand, maybe It was because of Jia Jia's female nature that she even tied two bells on top of the sword tassel.

Thinking of that clanging voice accompanied by the unsmiling Gu Lang, there was an inexplicable sense of joy.

The corners of Zhu Xingyuan's mouth twitched, waiting for Changchunzi to pour cold water on Gu Lang, but Changchunzi stroked his white beard with myopia, and nodded with a smile: "Not bad."

Is Changchunzi the one who said it was good without conscience?Zhu Xingyuan and Mo Wen were dumbfounded for a long time.

After sending Gu Lang away, Chang Chunzi suppressed his smile, looked at the two of them, frowned slightly, and said, "Why are you two still here?"

This difference is really too big!

Changchunzi chuckled when he heard the words, and said straightly: "Brother Gu Lang and his sister are born well, this old man will feel better after seeing it."

What kind of world is this?Zhu Xingyuan was sad and angry in his heart but he was helpless.

However, this trip to find Changchunzi was not in vain, and finally solved the curiosity that had been hidden in my heart for a long time.

A few months passed by, perhaps because meeting with Zhu Xingyuan always caused her to suffer together, Brahma gave Zhu Xingyuan a few supercilious glances, and did nothing else.

In the blink of an eye, it was June, and a thunderbolt flashed across the sky. Although it was not the time, there were dark clouds over Kunlun, which gave the fairyland in this weekdays a sense of treachery out of thin air.

In the middle of Kunlun, above Tai'a where the clouds are erected, in the main hall, the high-ranking monks of Kunlun who seldom show up gathered together, and even many monks who hadn't shown their faces for a hundred years to retreat appeared here.

There is no other explanation for such a situation, except that the head of Kunlun urged to activate the manual for attracting souls and forcibly recalled those monks who had been closed to death to Kunlun.

In the main hall, apart from some out-of-body monks standing scattered in front of them, 68 Kunlun elites are also on standby in the hall.

Mei Qihe stood in front of the three-legged tripod in front of the group cultivators, lit three sticks of incense, and kowtowed slightly towards the tripod.

After bowing three times, Mei Qihe turned around abruptly, the golden sect logo symbolizing the identity of the head of Kunlun looming on his chest.

"This is what the patriarch said, unless it is the time of Kunlun's life and death, you must not activate the manual for attracting souls. Right now, Qihe is bold enough to activate the manual for attracting souls, but Qihe thinks that the wind and rain are falling, and it is already a matter of life and death for Kunlun." Time!" Mei Qihe said with a heavy sigh.

The monks all over the world are in a state of panic, and from time to time there are news that the monks who bumped into the devil were killed.The cultivators all over the world have also made up their minds, preparing for the last fight: If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!
"Specially urges the soul-attracting manual, and I hope you will help me!"

Zangshen and out-of-body monks also got up one after another, stood in a row, and bowed their bodies: "I will obey the decree of the sect master!"

"Okay. At this moment when the life and death of the righteous way in the world is at stake, we, the Cultivator, should fight against the enemy together. Mei has already discussed with the head of Shushan, the seventeen islands of the East China Sea, and the three sects of the magic sect. Success or failure depends on it!"

"Follow the decree of the sect master!"

There was another mountain call.

Mei Qihe nodded slightly, and then heard a hidden monk who had not returned to Kunlun for nearly 500 years ponder for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Unfortunately, Chen has some ideas!"

The monk who spoke was dressed in plain clothes, with a plain hair band on his head, except for two blue bands on the cuffs, he was quite handsome, and looked like a mortal student rushing for an exam from a distance

"Listen to Chen Zhenren!" Mei Qihe immediately asked him to speak.

A naive monk who came back with him stretched out his hand and patted Chen Zhenren on the shoulder: "Hua Xuan, if you have something to say, hurry up, I'm impatient to listen to you."
"Yes." Chen Huaxuan nodded in a good-tempered manner, but turned around, glanced roughly at the 68 Kunlun elite disciples, and then fixed his eyes on one of the bearded monks, smiling and posing. He waved his hand: "Little Changchun, Master has not seen you for a long time."

Those who knew the inside story were fine, but those who didn't know the inside story had a dull expression: Chen Huaxuan, who looked only 27 or [-] years old, called Xiao Changchun to Changchunzi, who looked about [-] or so, which was really unexpected.

Fortunately, the Kunlun monks were a little sluggish, but no one made a sound.

The tips of Changchunzi's ears were slightly red, but he bowed down and bowed: "Changchunzi has seen Master!"

"No problem!" Chen Huaxuan waved his hands with a smile, and then said seriously: "What I want to say is that I have some thoughts about those undead people of that devil."

The naive monk on the side didn't talk nonsense, but just glanced sideways: "How sure?"

"Seventy percent!"

"Enough." The naive monk smiled and nodded towards Mei Qihe, "My Kunlun can kill those immortal monks, and the rest is the devil and his personal minions. Don't worry, deal with it." Devil, we still have a solution."

"It's so good." Miao Wuhua, who hadn't spoken for a long time, got up lightly, "Shushan Mingjian Daoist and Donghai Penglai Huadao Daoist's ceremonies are going to take half of this opportunity, and they will leave in three days. The place is at Pingzhou Langya Tower!"

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