Immortal Path Evergreen

The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset shines on the trees, leaving a few spots.

After walking on the mountain road for a day and a night, although Zhang Zhixuan and his companions are both accomplished cultivators, they are already a little tired.

The two of them just set up the tent and prepared to rest for a night, refine the spirit stone and restore some mana.

I saw a golden thunder across the sky and hit the ground fiercely.

This thunder, even though it was dozens of miles away from Zhang Zhixuan, still made his heart numb and his hands and feet sore.

Zhang Zhixuan immediately flew to a giant tree. He raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw a sea of ​​fire dozens of miles ahead, and the river was almost blown up by the golden thunder.

"How is this possible?

How powerful a cultivator is here? The destructive power is so amazing?

This level of fighting, even if there is a trace of aftermath, even if a foundation-building cultivator encounters it, it is a situation of life and death."

The divine thunder just now frightened Zhang Zhixuan and the others, and they suddenly felt powerless.

Zhang Zhixuan hugged Qingchan in his arms, patted her back gently and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Qingchan, this is not coming for us. I'm afraid something big has happened ahead. We are weak and don't want to get involved. Leave here immediately and hide farther away."

The two of them immediately packed their luggage and were about to leave this place of trouble.

Only a soft voice came from the front: "Little Taoist friend, where are you going?"

This accent is very special, not the accent of the Yu Kingdom at all. It was the first time Zhang Zhixuan heard it. Although they didn't understand this language, the meaning of this sentence was clearly conveyed to the minds of the two for no reason.

Although they didn't understand it, the voice of the person speaking was very nice, with a soft and beautiful feeling.

Zhang Zhixuan looked up and found that there was no one in the area of ​​100 meters. This was clearly a spell of transmitting sound over a thousand miles. The person who was speaking was probably far away from the two of them.

The person who could accurately transmit the sound from a hundred miles away must have a power far beyond that of a Purple Mansion cultivator.

This kind of ancestor above the Golden Core level was a legendary figure to Zhang Zhixuan and the others. Facing the request of this old monster, Zhang Zhixuan and the others did not dare to violate it.

Zhang Zhixuan and the others looked at each other, and there was a kind of farewell in Qingchan's eyes.

Zhang Zhixuan glanced at her. After years of getting along, Zhang Zhixuan had understood what she meant. She obviously wanted to continue to escape, or even flee separately to increase her chances of survival.

Zhang Zhixuan gently hugged Qingchan's shoulders and shook his head firmly.

In this situation, running away is useless at all, and it may even anger this mysterious old monster. He can only wait passively in place, waiting for the mysterious high-level cultivator to summon him.

In this way, the hope of survival will be greater.

After a moment, a beautiful female cultivator stepped on a white cloud and appeared in front of the two of them.

This woman was wearing a violet hibiscus dress with delicate golden butterflies embroidered on the cuffs, a few laces on the chest, a golden belt around her waist, and a gorgeous phoenix crown on her head.

Although she looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, she was graceful and elegant, and she was so beautiful that she was not worldly, like a fairy who had stepped into the mortal world.

But Zhang Zhixuan knew clearly that the real age of this bright and beautiful female fairy was probably hundreds of years older than his grandmother's grandmother's grandmother.

This mysterious old monster was not something he could afford to provoke.

The girl looked at Qingchan closely, and finally a smile appeared on her face that had never changed. She gently dropped the cloud and walked to Qingchan's side with lotus steps.

She looked at Qingchan seriously, sniffed her scent, smiled mischievously, and suddenly stretched out her hands and pinched Qingchan's little face.

This frivolous action frightened Zhang Zhixuan so much that his face turned pale.

Although Qingchan was unhappy, he could only suppress his anger because of the huge difference in their cultivation.

"Today's luck is really good. I wanted to meet the two little Taoist friends on a whim, but I didn't expect to find the people I was looking for.

The question from many years ago was finally answered today.

Little Taoist friend, you haven't answered me yet, where are you going?"

After hearing the old monster's question, Zhang Zhixuan's face turned pale, and he cheered up and replied: "Reporting to the senior, my sister has a hidden disease in her soul, and I plan to take her to Qingxuan Sect to have a look."

"What's the girl's name?" asked the mysterious female cultivator.

Zhang Zhixuan did not dare to neglect and replied: "Reporting to the senior, my surname is Liu, and my name is Qingchan."

"Your surname is Liu, this is also God's will. Which family are you from?" The female cultivator asked

"Zhang family in Lushan, Taicheng County." Zhang Zhixuan did not dare to say more, let alone hide it, and answered cautiously.

"I see, I will give you a piece of advice today, Qingchan cannot go to Qingxuan Sect, let alone go to Wu State.

As for the reason, don't worry too much." The female cultivator said seriously.

At this time, Zhang Zhixuan had heard that this mysterious female beauty with a very high cultivation level might have an unknown relationship with Qingchan.

This relationship is probably very close, so Zhang Zhixuan was a little bolder and said: "Senior, Qingchan's soul is problematic. How dare you let her continue to practice without going to Qingxuan Sect?"

"I have seen Qingchan's situation. When she was just born, one of her souls was taken away. People have three souls and seven spirits. If one soul is lost, her body will naturally have problems. This is also the reason why she couldn't speak since she was a child.

To solve this problem, the first way is to kill the evil cultivator and get back his innate soul. The second way is to learn a soul-raising spell to raise the lost soul back.

If you let her hold this soul-inducing flag, attach her soul to it every day, and practice this spell diligently for ten years, she can complete most of her soul.

After building the foundation, if you practice hard soul-raising techniques for two rounds, you will be able to complete your soul. Don't break through the golden elixir easily if you can't replenish your soul. "

As soon as the female cultivator finished speaking, she took out a jade slip from the storage bag on her waist, and then quickly searched for it. It took a lot of effort to find a flag and flag artifact, and handed it to Qing Chan. , and then said with a smile: "After so many years, I still keep this magic weapon instead of throwing it away. This time I finally put it to its full use."

"Little fellow Daoist, please take out your things!" The female cultivator suddenly turned her head and said to Zhang Zhixuan.

"Senior, what do you want?" Zhang Zhixuan asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's the Qingling Taiyi Pot. This is the treasure of the sect. Of course it cannot fall into your hands. I smelled the spirit pot just now. If you hold this small pot, you are asking for trouble.

One day he was discovered, and his life was lost without any explanation.

Seeing how you have treated Qingchan well over the years, I won’t cause trouble for you today? "

After hearing this, Zhang Zhixuan immediately knew that what the mysterious female cultivator wanted was the water spirit pot. He could only let the reluctant Qing Chan open the storage bag and hand the water spirit pot to the mysterious female cultivator.

When the female cultivator saw the water spirit pot, she narrowed her eyes and said happily: "Don't worry, I won't take your stuff for nothing. I'll give you these two spirit stones to play with!"

While she put the water spirit pot into her arms, she took out two sparkling spiritual stones and threw them into Qingchan's palm.

As soon as she finished speaking, the mysterious female cultivator seemed to disappear out of thin air, completely disappearing into the darkening night sky.

Zhang Zhixuan wiped the cold sweat, and without having time to check the things given by the mysterious female cultivator, he hurriedly put the jade slips, magic weapons, and spiritual stones into the storage bag, and then took Qingchan and hurried back to Lushan without stopping.

That mysterious female cultivator's cultivation level is estimated to have surpassed that of Jin Dan.

There is no need for such an old monster with great powers to deceive Zhang Zhixuan.

If she wanted to harm the two of them, she would naturally have thousands of ways to do it, and there was no need to use deception at all.

Therefore, Zhang Zhixuan kept what she said firmly in his heart and immediately regarded it as good advice.