Journey To Longevity

"It was the best chance to kill me just now, you missed it." Qin Feng said softly, but instead of looking at Zhang Shiping, he turned around and said, looking at the empty place behind them.

As far as he could see, in the thin morning light, a blood shadow circled down from midair and landed in the courtyard of the ancestral hall, only a few feet away from Qin Feng and Zhang Shiping.

The blood faded away, revealing an old man in gray clothes with a tall nose and thin eyes, and a sinister expression. He stood still, but just took out a painting with his hand, holding the scroll in his hand, and did not unfold it. Already gloomy, it seems that there are countless blood shadows constantly passing through and appearing, and the surroundings are rustling.

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Qin and Elder Zhang of this sect have such a relationship, it's really unexpected!" Ji Feng said gloomyly.

"Jifeng, don't pretend to be confused. Don't you know my relationship with the Zhang family? You beat me that day and beat me so badly that I was bleeding. I don't believe you didn't use the blood secret method? But then you also rely on The Mingyu Xuanguang Mirror is nothing more than the power of the spirit treasure, otherwise you and I would be in the same boat. Also, do you think that if the old man didn’t show his traces with his laughter on purpose, he would be able to find me with the magic circle spread in this coastal city? I called you here to ask you, what is going on in Nanfa Temple, is it something you five sects did behind the scenes?" Qin Feng said impatiently.

"Nan Fa Temple used to be a realm, the Mahayana Buddha dojo, we don't have the ability to open it in advance. But I seem to have heard that Taoist friends want to follow the old story of the survivors. Aren't you afraid of Venerable Red Moon's wrath? At that time, fellow Taoists, don’t think that Venerable Hongyue will let you go mercifully. Although there are only a few monks in the late Nascent Soul stage who are expected to transform into gods in Nanzhou, there is no more than one of you, and one less of you Not a lot." Ji Feng nodded and said.

"The Venerable Red Moon was called the Venerable Blood Moon before, so naturally he would not be merciful. But now that his lifespan is approaching, and he has no whereabouts, what the old man wants to do is nothing more than waiting for another two or three hundred years , just boil him to death, I can afford to wait! Besides, aren’t you Xuanyuanzong, Bixiao Palace, Shuiyueyuan, Xuanming Palace and the Misty Valley Five Schools also waiting for this? It’s not comfortable to have Hongyue Tower on your head. Misty Valley has been closed because of the incident two thousand years ago, and you four sects are also worried about this end?” Qin Feng said indifferently.

"Fellow Daoists in Misty Valley have deserved their crimes. Closing the mountain and closing the door is already merciful, but the principal culprit in this matter has died, and the remaining fellow Daoists have guarded the frontier of the Barbarian Territory for two thousand years, replacing two generations. No guilt whatsoever. It should be redeemed, so don't mention it again. You deliberately lured me here, shouldn't you want to tell me these old things?" Ji Feng snorted coldly.

"A single old story has taken the lives of hundreds of thousands of foundation-building monks, and I don't know if their skeletons and souls are still mourning in the misty spirit realm. I can only say that they are worthy of a decent family! Venerable Red Moon is still too old. You are so kind! You probably don’t know about this. Those old fellows in Misty Valley two thousand years ago were exhausted. ..." Qin Feng revealed a mocking look, he turned his head to look at Zhang Shiping, and grinned his white teeth.

"That's enough, fellow Taoists in Misty Valley have already paid their due price for this matter, and even His Holiness has come to a conclusion, why bother to bring up the old matter again, besides, you didn't experience this matter personally, it was just hearsay, the whole story You don't know either." Ji Feng shouted sharply with no expression on his face.

"Oh, you heard it, this is the five sects with the same spirit, this is everyone's demeanor. You have to learn this skill carefully. This is not the only difference between the family and the sect. The five sects can always It has been passed down for more than 100,000 years, which is not ordinary, and some of them are of great wisdom!" Qin Feng said with a smile.

At that time, if it weren't for the four sects of Xuanyuanzong, Bixiao Palace, Shuiyueyuan, and Xuanming Palace, they had invited out the inheritance spirit treasures to help Misty Valley with all their strength. Nanzhou has experienced the scourge of the bereaved family, and it has only been a few hundred years since it came back to life. Seeing that the great war has a tendency to resume, in the end, Venerable Hongyue only killed the chief villain, and exiled most of the Nascent Soul and Golden Soul in Misty Valley. Dan went to guard the frontier of the barbarian domain, and he could not take half a step back without a call.

As for why Venerable Hongyue backed down, it was rumored that Xifeng Gangcheng, who was born in Bixiao Palace at that time, was related to Venerable Xifeng. Although she did not stand up for the four factions, she did not stand on Hongyue's side like Xuanshan. Venerable Hongyue had no choice but to punish Misty Valley heavily for Xifeng's sake.

It's just that after two thousand years of these things, except for some families that have been passed down, most monks don't know about it anymore!

"There are quite a few monks who have died at your hands in recent years. Let's go, this is not a place to talk. Shiping, don't spread the matter of the Misty Valley. Our Xuanyuan Sect and the other four sects have already established a relationship in ancient times. Once you have made the oath, you can support each other all the way so far, and have survived the disaster of destroying the family several times. Now you are also in the late stage of Jindan, and if you become a Nascent Soul one day, you will naturally know a lot of secrets!" Ji Feng looked at Qin Feng, and then After reminding Zhang Shiping, he said slowly.

"Don't talk about these empty words. I think Du Yu and Tianfeng are the people you will choose to take charge of the Xuanyuan Sect in the future. How can you sincerely accept outsiders who joined halfway? Let's go, since the Nanfa Temple has been opened, then I'll introduce you to a few old friends, so that we can advance and retreat together, so as not to encounter disaster!" Qin Feng took a few steps forward, and then the blue light rolled away, leaving only a lingering sound.

Ji Feng flipped his hands to take back the blood soul map of his natal magic weapon, turned into a blood shadow and followed Qin Feng.

Zhang Shiping stood there for a long time, then turned around, and saw on the altar in the ancestral hall, there was a sapphire ring with cloud pattern, the ring was stained with ancient stains, and some mysterious talisman silver patterns were carved on it, faintly exuding a faint light .

He held it in his hand, and his spiritual sense penetrated into it. After a few breaths, he sighed and put the ring on his hand.

In the thin sky, two streaks of light, one blue and one red, flew back and forth.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, the old man sees that you came to my Binhai City this time, and it seems that you just came to find the old man by the way." Ji Feng said through voice transmission.

"The once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity is just around the corner. I'm not sure I'll make it to the next time. Of course, I have to prepare properly." Qin Feng said in a voice transmission. He is almost 1,500 years old now. I don't know if I can survive another millennium. The lifespan of a Yuanying monk is about two to three thousand years, and it is extremely normal to die at the age of two thousand five hundred.

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Seven months later, monks set off from Nanming Island every now and then, and flew towards Cangguyang at high speed. Looking at the speed of everyone's light escape and the faint spiritual fluctuations emanating from them, none of them were monks below the golden core stage. .