Journey To Longevity

Zhang Shiping didn't say a word, just nodded.

Seeing this, Zhenjun Jifeng also understood his mood at the moment, and was not angry because of Zhang Shiping's attitude.

"You don't have to worry too much. If Qin Feng really wanted to take this Nether Aperture Slate, he would have done it himself long ago. He would never send any mountain ghosts and monsters. Judging by his past actions, he definitely would not There must be some other purpose for putting on airs of seniors. If you are not at ease, you can stay here with peace of mind. With the old man here, you can rest assured, go down and heal your wounds." Seeing Zhang Shiping's expression, Master Jifeng Yu Yu, he came over and patted Zhang Shiping on the shoulder, and said comfortingly.

"Thank you, ancestor." Zhang Shiping bowed his hands.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shiping withdrew from the main hall, without the need for others to lead the way, he rose against the wind, leaped over many palace walls, and landed slowly in front of a side hall gate with ease.

There are two rows of guards in front of the door, four people standing in each row, all of them are in the early stage of foundation establishment. As soon as they saw Zhang Shiping's appearance and thought of the majestic spiritual pressure just now, the four of them immediately closed their eyes and saluted with lowered eyebrows.

At this moment, Zhang Shiping was not in the mood to respond, he flipped his hand and took out his sect elder's token, held it forward, and urged it to emit a blue light. At a distance of Zhang Xu, as the blue light disappeared into the invisible, a layer of white light restriction suddenly manifested, and after another three or two breaths, the white light dispersed left and right, revealing a portal.

Zhang Shiping walked in silently, and when the restraint behind him was raised again, his expression suddenly fell down.

"I hope it's okay." Zhang Shiping muttered to himself. He had already put away the Elder's Token in his hand, and then took out a crystal blood jade in perfect condition.

If you feel it carefully, you can feel a ray of Lin Xier's breath from this blood jade. It is a magical artifact refined from psychic jade, and it has been refined with the blood essence of Zhang Shiping and his disciples, so that One is divided into two, and there is a kind of induction between each other, which is far from comparable to the kind of mysterious rosary refined with a thousand li cicada.

The mutual induction between these two blood jades is 50,000 miles away. From Binhai City all the way to Xiaofeng Island in the southeast direction, the journey is more than 20,000 to 30,000 miles, and the distance between Xiaofeng Island and Nanming Island is almost that far, and the island where his apprentice is located. The distance between Binhai City and Xiaofeng Island is less than ten thousand miles.

In case of danger, as long as Lin Xi'er can stimulate this jade, Zhang Shiping will feel it. At that time, he can use the induction between the blood jade to detect the location of his apprentice and give him a helping hand. But if it was a step late, the blood jade would naturally sense it and crack open as a warning.

Now that the blood jade in Zhang Shiping's hand is still intact, Lin Xi'er should be fine. But it was about a Nascent Soul cultivator, so Zhang Shiping couldn't help worrying, these old monsters had a lot of means to cut off the communication between the psychic blood jade. Besides, the mountain ghost is best at skinning and gouging out the heart, imitating the appearance of a human and imitating the breath of a human.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shiping's heart suddenly pulled up, as if being pinched and pulled hard by someone.

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In the corridor outside the meeting hall, Ji Feng and Du Yu walked slowly, one in front and one behind.

"Has Qin Feng really not said anything else?" Ji Feng asked indifferently.

"No, I activated the formation secretly and retained a cloud of mana from him, but it shouldn't be of much use." Du Yu flipped his hands over and took out a small light blue jade bottle.

"It's useless, throw it away. This person is proficient in divination, and the pure breath of magic power cannot track this person." Zhenjun Jifeng shook his head lightly, and said.

The master and the apprentice walked quietly. Ever since he grew up, he rarely had such an opportunity. There was a trace of nostalgia in Du Yu Zhenjun's eyes. At that time, he was just a child just above knee height, imitating the appearance of his master, wearing a small bun, practicing day after day in the sect's secret realm, hundreds of years had passed in a blink of an eye, fortunately It's his master, still with his current appearance, without any signs of aging.

Now that his master has come, Zhenjun Du Yu has nothing to worry about, and most of the worries just now have gone.

In the world of cultivating immortals in Nanzhou, the only ones who can be called great monks are those who have really reached the state of consummation, and are only one step away from transforming gods. As for those who have just entered the late stage of Nascent Soul, or who have not been able to reach perfection for a long time, they definitely cannot be called this title.

However, there are also some people who, out of flattery, will also call the monks of the late Yuanying period the great monks. Anyway, this is just a verbal address, and there will be no loss if you say one more word.

Therefore, even if Qin Feng is a monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul, at his age, Qin Feng is definitely not an opponent of his master, a great monk.

The two walked quietly down the corridor.

After a while, Zhenjun Jifeng suddenly turned his head and asked, "Yu'er, do you know what kind of person Qin Feng was before?"

Qin Feng teamed up with Yu Ji to murder Qin Xiangshan. It was eight or nine hundred years ago. At that time, Du Yu was not even born. His understanding of this person was based on the books collected and recorded by the sect.

At that time, after the scandal came out, there was an uproar all of a sudden. Because of this, Qin Feng and Yu Ji fled to the deep sea and disappeared. At that time, all the people chasing and killing them were Yuanying monks. Some of them had received the favor of Qin Xiangshan, some coveted the secret techniques of physiognomy and divination that Qin Xiangshan's master and apprentice had, and some of them were purely thinking about fishing in troubled waters. Can they still get a share of the pie? of.

"Extreme temperament, ungrateful." Du Yu thought about it for a while, and said with some disdain.

"Heh." Ji Feng chuckled lightly.

"About 1,200 or 1,300 years ago, at that time Qin Xiangshan used his single-handed search for mountains and broken veins, divination of good and bad luck, and he was considered a well-known person in Nanzhou. At that time, I saw After Qin Feng, he was still a little guy at that time, he was as big as you when you first came to the sect, and he was as beautiful as you, full of spirituality. The news of the adopted son's assassination was really beyond the old man's expectation. You wouldn't do the same, would you?" Ji Feng suddenly asked Du Yu back as he was talking.

"How dare you disciple!" Du Yu was taken aback when he heard the words, and shook his head quickly.

"Oh, Qing He is too pedantic, but that's fine." Ji Feng sighed.

When Du Yu was young, Ji Feng had to retreat for two or three years because of certain things. Jifeng then entrusted Du Yu to Qing He, who would teach him on his behalf. He was only a three-year-old tutor. Unexpectedly, after Ji Feng left the customs, Du Yu would follow Qing He's lazy and pedantic temperament. , can't be changed.