Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Improving Spiritual Root Qualification

Shi Jingfeng's lips were moving and he was saying something.

"Brother Shi!" Zhou Xun rushed over.

"Brother Zhou, Wanying accepts Wanying as her disciple!"

The voice was intermittent, but Zhou Xun understood what Shi Jingfeng meant.

He knew that he was seriously injured and had no chance of survival. The only thing he couldn't let go of was his wife and daughter.

If he passes away, Shi Wanying and her daughter will have no one to rely on.

"Shi Shi will retaliate in the next life!" The voice became weaker and weaker, and there was pleading in his eyes.

Zhou Xun nodded solemnly after hearing this!

"Brother Shi, don't worry, I will accept Wanying as my disciple!"

When Shi Jingfeng heard this, he showed a relieved look, then tilted his head towards the door and stared straight at it.

It seems that he wants to see something.

He stared hard, his vision getting blurry.

Finally, vaguely, two shadows, one large and one small, appeared in his gray sight.

Shi Jingfeng passed away with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun felt extremely uneasy. This was the first time in his previous life and this life that a close friend died like this in front of him.

And he could only watch helplessly, helpless.

"Husband!"

"Daddy!"

At this time, two grief-stricken voices sounded.

However, Shi Jingfeng's Taoist companion Gao Yue and his only daughter Shi Wanying arrived after hearing the news.

Looking at her husband's broken body, Gao Yue's body trembled slightly.

How could she accept that her partner, who had been living well just a few days ago, was separated by heaven and earth when we met again, without even a complete body.

After a while, Gao Yue picked up her husband's broken body and walked outside step by step.

Zhou Xun and Hall Master Song followed behind.

Gao Yue came to a deserted mountainside outside Fangshi, dug a grave big enough for a person with his hands, and then put Shi Jingfeng's body in it.

Then fill the soil back in handfuls with your hands.

Zhou Xun and others wanted to help, but Gao Yue refused.

"It was on this mountain that my husband and I met for the first time!"

"At that time, he was still a shy young man." Gao Yue told the story alone, with a happy smile on his face.

"Mrs. Shi, don't worry, our Law Enforcement Hall will definitely avenge this!" Hall Master Song clenched his fingers tightly, exposing his veins.

Gao Yue turned a deaf ear.

Finally, a bluestone-carved tombstone fell.

Scenes of dealings with Shi Jingfeng kept popping up in his mind.

When we first met, the cheerful and generous middle-aged man,

‘I’m Shi Jingfeng, this is Zhuo Jing and my daughter! ’

When Zhou Xun’s store opened,

"Congratulations, Brother Zhou. If anything happens, come to the law enforcement team to find me!"

When two people were drinking, Shi Jingfeng confessed the truth drunkenly!

‘I, Shi Jingfeng, have a lovely wife and a beloved daughter in this life, and I only want to keep them by my side until the end of my life! ’

Zhou Xun burned a stick of incense and left silently.

In an uninhabited valley 4,000 miles away from Qingyuefang,

Three figures gathered in a temporary cave and said something.

"Second Master, we suffered a big loss this time!" A square-faced man sighed.

"I didn't expect the Qingyuefang Law Enforcement Team to be so vicious, every one of them seemed to be dying!" Another young man with a monkey face answered.

Known as the second master, he is a cold-faced middle-aged man with an ashen complexion and faint traces of blood on his clothes.

That day, they spotted a fat sheep more than two thousand miles west of Qingyuefang.

When he took action, he didn't expect to bump into Qingyuefang's law enforcement team.

The two parties immediately started fighting.

The cold-faced middle-aged magic weapon was sharp, and he severely injured the middle-aged captain who was the leader in a moment.

If they only stop here, they won't have any big losses.

As a result, within half a quarter of an hour, another group of people arrived.

The combined strength of the two Qingyuefang teams was double that of our own.

Fortunately, the cold-faced middle-aged man is very powerful. Every time he takes action, he can almost kill the opponent.

Just when he killed a white-faced young man, the middle-aged leader seemed to have gone crazy and attacked him desperately.

Every time he takes a shot, he does so without regard for his own life.

He killed the man at the cost of his own serious injuries.

However, due to the delay, only two of his subordinates were killed.

He had no choice but to escape with the remaining people and return to the temporary camp they had repaired.

"Second Master, what should we do next, return to Tiantailing?" At this time, the monkey-faced young man asked.

"Go back. I was seriously injured this time and my strength is less than half of normal. Let's recover from the injury!" the middle-aged man said calmly.

But he was extremely angry in his heart.

I don’t know why, but the Wumeng Three Fiends have been extremely unlucky since their debut this time.

First, the third of the three chased an alchemist and disappeared.

What's more, when he took action this time, he encountered two law enforcement teams, both of which were life-threatening lunatics.

"This place is not far from Qingyuefang. Will anyone from Qingyuefang find it?" the man asked.

"Don't worry, the spiritual energy here is thin and few people come here. With the formation covering it up, they won't be able to find it!" Seeing this, the cold-faced middle-aged man simply explained.

"Why are you so worried about the place chosen by the Second Master!" the monkey-faced young man scolded.

"How dare you scold me!" The man was furious and about to take action.

"That's enough! Just calm down for me, adjust your breath and recuperate. We will leave here early tomorrow morning and go back to Tiantailing!" The middle-aged man raised his voice and immediately asked the two subordinates to put out the fighting.

On the other side, 2,000 miles away from here,

A ray of cyan light flew rapidly.

Above the escape light, stood a middle-aged man wearing a burqa and dressed as a warrior.

This person is none other than Zhou Xun.

Under the burqa, the black and yellow armor has been put on.

The purpose of his trip was very clear, which was the robbery cultivator who killed Shi Jingfeng.

According to the survivors of the law enforcement team, Jie Xiu suffered severe injuries and fled in a hurry.

The captain of the fifth law enforcement team fought desperately, but when he fell, he seriously injured the robbery cultivator who killed Shi Jingfeng.

Zhou Xun's trip was aimed at this group of calamity cultivators.

Before traveling, Zhou Xun made a divination for himself, which indicated good luck.

Although his divination skills are not sophisticated and cannot predict the fate of others, he can still get a glimpse of things related to himself.

Zhou Xun heard the description of killing Shi Jingfeng's magic weapon from the mouth of the surviving young man, and immediately concluded that it was another part of his round wheel magic weapon.

When this magic weapon is separated, it still has such power. If the parts are gathered together, the power can be imagined.

Zhou Xun used the tracking technique in divination, making use of the connection between the two magic weapons.

Soon the location of the calamity cultivator was calculated.

"Brother Shi, I will be able to help you take revenge soon!" Zhou Xun said secretly in his heart.

The captain of the fifth law enforcement team is an eighth-level Qi practitioner.

His only son is also in his team.

Such madness must be due to the murder of his only son.

If he takes action with a death wish, the calamity cultivation will definitely be uncomfortable.

Kill him while he's sick!

A few hours later, we were still a hundred miles away from the valley.

Zhou Xun dropped the escape light and stopped to meditate and adjust his breath. At the same time, he deployed the Nine-Nine Heavenly Yuan Formation as a backup.

After adjusting his breath, Zhou Xun went outside the valley, put on his helmet, pulled down his visor, took the armor-breaking awl in his left hand, and the round magic weapon in his right hand, and lay down on the top of the mountain, waiting quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the scenery of the valley changed, as if some kind of magic circle had been removed.

At the same time, three figures flew out