Quanzhen Xianmen

Chapter 192

The sun is shining warmly.

Jiang Feng lay lazily.

Not far away, there is a table with a pot of tea and a delicate cup on it.

It's midsummer weather.

The wind blows gently.

Next to the ear, there was the sound of cicadas.

Everything on the Spring and Autumn Building is no different from when we left more than 40 years ago.

Jiang Feng lay down and seemed to have returned to his boyhood.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door downstairs. Hearing the footsteps, it was his second brother Jiang Hu.

"Second brother, come in." Jiang Feng sat up lazily.

After a while, Jiang Hu entered the third floor of the Spring and Autumn Building.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Feng asked.

Jiang Hu raised a piece of information in his hand: "Aren't you going to deal with the Immortal Sect? This is the information on the Immortal Sect that I just collected."

Jiang Feng couldn't help being startled: "Information about the Immortal Sect? As far as I know, the background of the Immortal Sect is surprisingly profound. And the people who sit here are probably not ordinary people. Although you guys are cultivating immortals, your strength is not as good as that of immortals." The Extreme Sect is too far behind. How can you get information about the Immortal Sect."

"Because someone came to the door. Just now, there was a sorrowful mage who claimed to be one of the four guardian mages of Xianji Sect. Build a thousand-mile pagoda with weird shapes. And this sad mage said that their Immortal Sect is extremely powerful, and the leader claims to be the Supreme Immortal King."

"There are two venerable protectors below, namely the venerable dragon and the venerable tiger."

"Following that are their four guardian mages, called Frost Mage, Sad Mage, Fire Mage, and Happy Mage."

"This sad mage who came here said arrogantly that if we don't obediently obey the order to build this thousand-mile pagoda, he will destroy us." Jiang Hu shrugged: "If you don't go home, I guess you will die." I don't know how to deal with it. But since you're back, I can save trouble."

"It turns out that the Xianji Sect is like this. First, there is a leader, the Supreme Immortal King, and then there are two venerables--the lord of the dragon, and the lord of the tiger. Then there are the four great mages--the mage of frost, and the mage of sorrow. , Mage of fire, Mage of joy." Jiang Feng nodded lightly: "So, now this sad mage? Where are you?"

"Over there in the chamber." Jiang Hu announced the name, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but smile, looking like he was waiting for a good show.In fact, Jiang Hu is quite familiar with his third younger brother. The third younger brother is so godly and calm, he probably already has a lot of confidence.

"Then I'll go to the council hall to have a look." Jiang Feng said calmly.

……

A moment later, Jiang Feng arrived at the meeting hall.

In the meeting hall, a middle-aged man with a sad face and tears in his eyes has come.

And, he wasn't the only one crying.

Jiang Long in the meeting hall, as well as some members of the platoon gang, were crying involuntarily.

He grieves alone, and others grieve with him.

This is the sad mage, one of the four guardian mages of Xianji sect, who has a strange magic power.

The sad mage sighed: "Actually, you all just give me the honesty and build the thousand-mile pagoda, that's all. Why bother to be so sad together."

"Yeah, crying is not a pleasant thing. People, try to smile as much as possible. People who smile a lot will not frown, and their luck will be much better." A clear voice sounded.

The sad mage couldn't help being startled: "Beside me, most people would keep crying, and they couldn't speak at all. Now there is a speaker." People, I saw that it was a young man with white hair. This young man was extremely calm, with his hands behind his back, and he had a sense of peerlessness and independence.Beside this young man, Jiang Hu, the deputy leader of the platoon gang, couldn't help crying when he entered the meeting hall.

The Mourning Mage's eyes settled, and more tears flowed from his eyes.

However, Jiang Feng's expression remained motionless, and he didn't feel like weeping with him at all.

Mage Sorrow looked at Jiang Feng strangely: "My practice is called crying when others are sad. This magic technique, when I cry, other people also cry. A person who is crying, a person who is sad, It won't have much lethality, so I used this trick very much. Even people who are in the same realm as me, there are many people who will be affected. Who are you? Can you resist me? Others are sad and I shed tears of magic."

Jiang Feng sighed involuntarily: "I heard that the power of the Immortal Sect is surprisingly powerful, far stronger than all the forces in this sea area. Is it too careless because of its strength? So it doesn't even investigate the root of the platoon gang. The platoon gang , Maybe you don't take it seriously, but you should check it anyway, many years ago, there was a third son from the Pai Gang, who killed a monster in the sword realm."

The sad mage thought about it carefully, and nodded: "It seems that I have heard about it. So, are you the third son?"

"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded.

"It seems that you are still not convinced? Forget it, I will convince you first, and then I will ask you to help me build the Qianli Pagoda honestly." The eyes of the sad mage flowed tears quickly, and suddenly Dozens of tears were shed, and his hands quickly formed spells: "Second-level spells, tears are blurred!"

In an instant, the dozens of tears he had shed just now shot directly at Jiang Feng at an extremely fast speed.

The second-level spell of the Mourning Mage is teary-eyed, but it is actually a rather partial tear-type spell.

The tear spell is said to be a very small branch of the water spell.

The source of the tears spell is said to be from ancient times.

In ancient times, there was an ancient emperor named Emperor Shun!

When Shun died in Cangwu, Hunan, his two concubines went to the funeral and wept bitterly, and the bamboo was covered with tears.

And these two concubines are the first founders of the tear spell.

The tear spell is a spell that directly attacks people's hearts, makes people feel very, very uncomfortable, and then falls into an illusion.

When the tear magic is at the same level, although it cannot be called absolutely invincible, due to the strange side, it is indeed rare to meet an opponent.

The sad mage played this second-level spell with tears in his eyes, and he was going to put Jiang Feng into the illusion, and then deal with it slowly.

The dozen or so crystal clear tears were getting closer and closer to Jiang Feng.

ten feet.

nine feet.

eight feet.

Three feet.At this distance, Jiang Feng still didn't react at all. Is it too late to react?
Two feet!The distance was so close, Jiang Feng didn't respond at all, what's going on?Is he courting death?
One foot!This distance is already terribly close, but up to now, Jiang Feng still hasn't reacted at all, he is blatantly courting death!In the heart of the sad mage, three words even flashed: "Successful!"

When it was only half a foot, Jiang Feng suddenly moved.

There was no extra movement, just picked up the fan that was engraved with "toast the wine, let's be calm" and waved it casually.

Snapped!
Tears are broken!

Then, Jiang Feng took out a fan bone and stabbed directly at the sad mage.

That fan bone turned into a flying arrow!
(The fourth update of the fifth update!!!)

(End of this chapter)