Drunk Immortal Gourd

In the low air in the distance, two monks were fighting vigorously. One of them was a white-haired old woman who only had the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Golden Core. The other party was two monks of the seventh level of the Golden Core. They seemed to be dressed in the same way. The two monks brought by Zhenjun Zhenjun were two against one, in the late Jindan period versus the middle stage of Jindan. Logically speaking, the two monks brought by Zhenjun Zhenjun should have the upper hand, but the actual situation on the field was that they were beaten. Step by step, the white-haired old woman on the sixth level of the Golden Core became more and more courageous as she fought.

Seeing that the people he brought were fighting like this, Zhenjun Yue suddenly felt his face was dull and scolded: "Two golden elixirs can't beat one of the others in the late stage. They are really useless."

The city lord's face was not good-looking, so the people below him naturally had to share his worries. Next to him, a ninth-level golden elixir monk who also came from the city lord's mansion in Jiuxian City said, "Sir, city lord, how about I deal with this person?"

After saying that, the ninth-level golden elixir cultivator did not wait for Zhenjun Yaoyue's consent, and rushed forward to replace the two seventh-level golden elixir cultivators. Seeing that Zhenjun Yaoyue's expression was not good, these two people knew that they were going to fight. It was too ugly, so he explained: "The two of us searched nearby and found a hidden dungeon. We thought it contained fellow practitioners who were persecuted by the Lingfu Sect, so we kindly went to rescue them, but this crazy woman suddenly rushed out They came out and attacked us without any hesitation. It was like meeting the enemy who killed our father. We were caught off guard and the opponent took the lead..."

After listening to what the two said, everyone realized that there was indeed something abnormal about this white-haired old woman. Her hair was completely white, her body was stooped, her face was wrinkled, her hair was unkempt, and her brown clothes were knotted. She looked like a person who had a short lifespan. The beggar, his eyes were cloudy, with a hint of hatred in his confusion, and a sense of misery hidden in his trance. He didn't look like a normal person when he fought, like a madman. He just attacked blindly and forced the two golden elixir seventh-level The monk did not dare to attack with all his strength.

However, the white-haired old woman's fighting method is only effective against monks who are similar to her own. If the opponent's strength is much higher than hers, this method will not have much effect. After replacing the ninth-level golden elixir monk, Bai The old woman's style of play was restrained, and she gradually began to be at a disadvantage.

It's just that the white-haired old woman didn't seem to know what fear was or what losing was. She still mobilized all her potential to fight head-on with her opponent, completely head-on, without any concern for the consequences. The ninth-level Jindan cultivator from Jiuxian City was determined to show off in front of the city lord, and was not in a hurry to take down the opponent. Instead, he came to cover up the water and earth with soldiers, and used his own tactics to suppress the situation and fight head-on with the white-haired old woman.

The huge roar was endless, and a quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. The white-haired old woman had so overstretched her potential that she could no longer support it. The ninth-level golden elixir monk saw that the fire was almost ready, so when the white-haired old woman attacked again, he activated He returned the favor with 100% of his strength.

There was another roar, and the white-haired old woman screamed and fell to the ground. She could only breathe out but not in. The golden elixir monk was very confident about his attack. This time he had completely destroyed the opponent. This person basically It's impossible to survive. After all, this white-haired old woman has the cultivation of the sixth level of the golden elixir, and she should have some valuable things on her body. I will definitely get more points if I establish this skill.

Thinking of this, the ninth-level golden elixir monk fell to the ground and was about to search him. Unexpectedly, the white-haired old woman suddenly rushed towards him and shouted at the same time: "Son, give me back my son."

The speed of the white-haired old woman was not much slower than before, as if she was not injured at all. The ninth-level golden elixir monk was shocked. Could it be that he made a mistake just now? Or maybe the other party’s previous performance was all fake? I wanted to show off well, but I made a mistake. It would be embarrassing if I was injured by a sixth-level golden elixir monk in front of everyone.

The ninth-level golden elixir monk hurriedly retreated back, and at the same time mobilized 100% of his strength to shoot at the white-haired old woman, but the white-haired old woman did not dodge, as if she was not afraid of death.

Seeing that the white-haired old woman was about to die, someone suddenly shouted: "Stop for now."

The person who spoke was Qingyang. Only then did he realize that the white-haired old woman looked familiar. She seemed to be someone he had known before, but she had changed so much that he didn't recognize her until now. The high-level monks have long been able to send and receive according to their intentions. The ninth-level golden elixir monk was originally prepared to finish off the white-haired old woman, but when he saw the one who stopped him, even Zhenjun Yaoyue had to respect him a bit. True Lord Qingyang, he quickly retracted his hand, took a few steps back and looked at Qingyang.

The white-haired old woman was not injured before, she was just recovering from her injuries. After the ninth-level golden elixir monk retreated, she jumped into the air. Fortunately, the monk's foundation was still there and he did not fall down again.

Qingyang took a few steps forward, looked at the white-haired old woman and said, "Are you the Love-Ending Fairy?"

This sentence seemed to awaken some memories of the white-haired old woman. She frowned and thought for a while, then murmured to herself: "Fairy Duanqing, this name is very familiar, I am...Shang Duanqing?... Yes, I seem to be called Shang Duanqing. I am the Jindan Elder of the Yin Yang Sect, the largest sect in the Kyushu Continent. I have a respected position in the world of immortality and have unlimited glory..."

"I also have a proud disciple named Yu Mengmiao. She has water-attributed Tianling roots. She became a foundation in her thirties and is regarded as the pride of the Yin Yang Sect. Later, the Blood Demon Sect became rampant and I brought her to the Ancient Wind Continent to find opportunities. She finally achieved the Golden Elixir in her seventies, but it's a pity that she didn't get a chance to stay at the female university. This bitch always misses her incompetent and cheap brother..."

Yes, this white-haired old woman is the Love-Ending Fairy, but she has not seen her for more than sixty years, and she has turned into this appearance. At first, she wanted to use Yu Mengmiao to please Lord Shi Fu, but she ended up harming others and herself. Yu Mengmiao is still in a coma. , Fairy Duanqing seems to be no better like this.

"Fairy Broken Love, how did you become like this?" Qingyang couldn't help but ask.

Qingyang's words interrupted Fairy Duanqing's murmur. She raised her head and looked at Qingyang, her face changing constantly, and she said with shock: "You...are you Yu Mengmiao's cheap brother? Are you a Yuanying monk? I didn't expect it. Ah, you can actually become a Nascent Soul cultivator one day. If I had known that, why did I do it in the first place? If I had known that you had such potential, why would I have to break you up? Retribution, this is all retribution. I have harmed my disciple and myself..."

At this point, Fairy Duanqing began to sob in a low voice. After crying for a long time, she slowly said: "When you fell into the Fallen Ghost Abyss, I was caught back by Zhenjun Shifu, who forced me to accompany him in double cultivation to replace him. Son, I had already accepted my fate and thought that after decades of wandering, it would be nice to be the wife of a Yuanying monk and give him a son so that I could live the rest of my life in peace."