Aiming for the Immortal Path

Leaving the room, Su Twelve asked Qingyang and Qingfeng at the door about the location of everyone in Luofu Peak, and rushed there quickly.

Lu Mingshi was injured. As a former member of Luofu Peak, it was necessary for him to go and pay a visit anyway.

Furthermore, he has a close relationship with Xiao Yue. They haven’t seen each other for twenty years, so it is also necessary to visit him.

You can also inquire about the situation of Chen Yuntai, the master of Yuntai Peak.

Along the way, Su Twelve frowned and was worried.

Before this trip, Ren Yunzong and others were inexplicably friendly, which made him uncomfortable.

For a moment, he was not sure whether this was because of the sect's rules and his status as the master of the eighth peak, or whether he had another plan.

However, from the conversation just now, Su Twelve could clearly feel that Ren Yunzong seemed to be full of confidence in the upcoming decisive battle, as if he had a winning ticket!

Su Twelve didn't know where his confidence came from, but he vaguely guessed that Ren Yunzong must have other plans. ??

It's just that...if the monk Sanjie hadn't appeared, Su Twelve would have been as optimistic as everyone else.

But the sudden appearance of Monk Sanjie made him feel strongly uneasy.

Although Ren Yunzong admitted frankly that the Buddhist teachings of Sanjie Monk were profound enough to restrain the devil.

But...Su Twelve has been cultivating all the way, so naturally he will not take anyone's words as a standard.

He only believes in what he sees and his own judgment!

At the beginning, in the secret realm of Tianjue, the powerful strength displayed by the demon was only seen with one's own eyes to know how powerful it was.

Moreover, Wangyou City is an alliance of loose cultivators. Without considerable strength, how could Monk Sanjie become the leader of the alliance for no reason? But the crux of the matter is that twenty years ago, he was just a monk in the foundation building stage.

"The exotic treasure will be born in ten days, and the decisive battle will be absolutely extraordinary!"

"We still need to wait and see how the situation changes."

“During this period, we need to make as many preparations as possible.”

Secretly thinking, Su Twelve also

From the center of the top of the mountain, walk to the side of the cliff.

Along the way, eyes fell on Su Twelve from time to time.

Now that he has taken off the mask and magic weapon, under the transformation of Qianhuan Mask, his appearance is quite different from his original appearance.

Such an ordinary and unfamiliar face walking around naturally attracted the doubtful eyes of many monks.

Even Baili Zhuilong, Yan Guilai and others who had dealt with Su Twelve did not recognize Su Twelve's identity.

Staring at Su Twelve calmly, several people's eyes flashed with vigilance.

"twelve……?"

At this moment, a soft voice came.

In a spacious and simple courtyard, a stunningly beautiful figure suddenly turned back and looked at Su Twelve with a suspicious expression.

There was a part of doubt in his tone and a part of certainty.

The voice sounded slightly trembling.

Many years have passed, and Xiao Yue's appearance has stayed at her most beautiful years after taking the Dingyan Pill.

But as the years passed, her character had already matured.

The jet-black buns piled beside her ears like clouds, and her slender and well-proportioned waist fluttered in the wind like snowflakes. The beaded and jade hairpin ring on her head is bright, green and tender yellow.

The lotus steps move lightly, and every move exudes mature charm.

"Sister Xiao Yue, I haven't seen you for many years, but you have become more and more beautiful!"

Su Twelve looked at Xiao Yue calmly with a smile on his face.

Su Twelve felt envious of this senior sister who he had grown up with every time he met her.

"Is it really you?! Twelve!"

Xiao Yue's delicate body trembled slightly, and she quickly stepped forward to Su Twelve, and said with an angry smile: "I didn't expect that after twenty years, you, who has always been serious about words, would actually learn to joke.

Already? "

Su Twelve smiled and said: "Sister, what you said is wrong, I'm just telling the truth."

"How have you been, senior sister, these past few years?"

Xiao Yue nodded and said: "I am in the sect, and I am protected by the sect, so I will be fine. But you... have been missing for twenty years without any notice, which is really worrying."

"Fortunately, I am relieved to see you back today." ??

For all these years...has Senior Sister been worried about me?

Su Twelve's body stiffened suddenly, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

"It bothers senior sister."

"I heard from the sect master that the peak master was seriously injured. I wonder what his condition is now?"

Immediately speaking, Su Twelve hurriedly asked Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue's expression darkened, a touch of sadness appeared on his face, and his eyes were filled with worry.

"Grandpa, his...injury is indeed serious!"

"Han Yu is helping him adjust his breathing in the house. Whether he can survive it depends on the next few days."

Xiao Yue cast her gaze towards the room behind her, and before she finished speaking, tears filled her eyes.

Seeing this, Su Twelve stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently, comforting: "Don't worry, Jiren has his own destiny, and the peak master will be fine."

"Let's wait patiently for now!"

After saying that, Su Twelve cast his eyes towards the room, and after careful inspection, he could faintly sense that there was real energy fluctuating in the room from time to time.

Although he wanted to ask about Chen Yuntai's situation, seeing the situation, it was difficult to ask again for a while.

Standing outside the house, Su Twelve did not leave, but chatted wordlessly with Xiao Yue, patiently waiting for the situation inside the house.

This wait is a day and a night.

The next morning, a violent breath suddenly emerged from the room.

Immediately afterwards, the breath disappeared, and Lu Mingshi screamed in the room.

"not good…

…grandfather! "

Xiao Yue's face instantly turned as white as snow, she yelled and rushed towards the house.

Su Twelve was also in a heavy mood and hurriedly followed him into the room.

In the room, Lu Mingshi was sitting on the bed with his head bowed.

I saw that the aura around him was constantly weakening, and his face was filled with gray air that lingered.

The whole person looks very different from the previous energetic image, exuding a strong aura of grayness and defeat.

This... is obviously a sign of death.

Next to the bed stood a one-armed middle-aged man.

The man has a beard and looks almost the same as Han Yu back then.

The difference is that his eyes are much deeper and full of vicissitudes of life, and they look much more mature and steady than before.

And his cultivation has improved a lot compared to when he entered the Tianjue Secret Realm.

Your cultivation level is now at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

Among monks of the same age, this speed of cultivation is enough to make many people envious.

Seeing Xiao Yue come in, Han Yu lowered his head, his face full of helplessness and shame.

"Senior sister...I'm sorry. Master's injury is too serious, and I...I can't do anything."

"Grandpa...Grandpa, how are you?"

Xiao Yue ignored it and stepped forward directly, throwing herself in front of Lu Mingshi. Tears burst out and flowed out like pearls with broken strings.

Even though she is not young, even though she has experienced a lot, she is still a half-grown little girl in front of her grandfather.

On the bed, Lu Mingshi slowly opened his eyes. After coughing for a while, he said weakly: "Ahem... Yue'er, get up! No... don't cry!"

"Grandpa, I don't allow you to leave! I don't allow you to leave! I'm going to find the sect master. They will definitely have a way to save you!"

Xiao Yue cried into tears, like a helpless little girl.

With that said, he hurriedly got up and went out.