Journey To Longevity

Qin Feng's escaped light suddenly stopped, he took a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his palm lightly, and said unhurriedly: "Of course, it is to avoid encountering something that should not be encountered, such as you fellow Daoist Bi Yu, no, you It's not him. Or I'm ignorant and ignorant, there should be no such life-extending method in the small world, dare to ask who is the master, who can win a late Nascent Soul monk, is it not the same as the demon king? able?"

The red-haired man gently stroked the beautiful beard hanging on his chest with his hands, and he seemed to recall something in his eyes, and said slowly:

"Unexpectedly, it has been a long time since the first year. I am just a ray of soul that has been revived by coincidence. The deity is still outside the world. But in fact, I am also a monk in the world of spirits, a person who has been drifting outside for many years. A man returning home. As for the fact that you said that Bi Yu is no longer in this world, he should have drifted into the underworld along the Yellow Spring a few years ago. But I am not a murderer, this body is the one between him and me. I helped it overcome the divine catastrophe, but that little fire crow lacked enough background, and fell short at the last moment, and couldn't make it through."

When he said this, the red-haired young man grinned and showed his white jade-like fangs, and laughed a few times.

During the speech, the Quartet didn't know when the wind and cloud gathered, and the clear sky suddenly produced dry thunder, which rumbled and shook away.

And far away in the icy and cold place deep in Baimang Mountain and Yuran Mountain, the wooden machine Sanren with two horns, black scales and a tall body originally had his eyes closed, but suddenly opened them and shot out Two red lights.

Muji Sanren's eyes were still a bit blurred and bloody at first, but after a bloody slit opened between his brows and he opened his vertical eyes, the devilish energy around him became more intense like ink, but the overall aura returned to clarity.

As he looked through, passing through layers of blue and white ice, at the next moment, the figure of the red-haired youth was reflected in those vertical eyes.

"Blood Demon, I didn't expect you to be the next one." He raised his hand, pointed forward with his long and pointed nails, and said hoarsely.

"I just took a nap accidentally, and five thousand years have passed without thinking about it. Over the years, you, Sanmu, Ao Guang, Taijiu, and Bi Qi have done a lot of things secretly, and you managed to break it. The one who set the seal, but I don’t know if other fellow Taoists know about it? If they know that you have betrayed the covenant of the saints of the Three Realms, it will be a good show.” The red-haired young man said sarcastically.

"Isn't it the same for you? The Mingxin Sect is also the orthodoxy left by fellow Taoists. We haven't made it difficult for us in the past five or six thousand years. Besides, we haven't come here in person. It's not a breach of the covenant. Based on your current situation, the deity is probably already in the hands of the phoenix. It will take some time for you, the incarnation of blood demon, to recover the previous cultivation of the deity. How about we take a step back from each other and live in peace? Otherwise Even if you have three thousand nirvana blood demon bodies, is it possible that you can still be immortal? The time for sobriety is running out. What do you think, give me an answer quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being sorry. "The more Sanmu said, the more fierce his expression became.

It's just that the red-haired young man seemed to have heard the funniest thing in the world. He first sneered, and then laughed loudly, "If you want to kill me, you can give it a try and see if I can handle it!"

"Fellow Daoist Mingxin's means of saving his life are the best in all worlds, but Fellow Daoist Yan He doesn't have such supernatural powers as you." Sanmu said with a frown.

After hearing the sound, the red-haired young man stopped laughing, and a cold look flashed in his eyes. After a few breaths, he said unhurriedly: "What does her life and death have to do with me? A guy with inferior skills deserves his death. Fellow Daoist Sanmu, do you think so? But if she dies, then I have to bring some sacrifices when I celebrate the New Year, how about the Sanmu clan as a sacrifice?"

"Since we have taken the upper hand, we should each rely on our own means. Why fight to the death, mutual benefit is the right way! Fellow Daoist, please give me an accurate word, if not..." The voice of the third eye was a little lower, and his forehead The vertical eyes on his face were half closed, and his breath gradually became silent.

"There is a Dao in the world, you and I are both thieves. Don't worry, we are all the generation of worms, and what we do is of course a mess." Ming Xin said.

"Why is it so strange that you said the matter of seeking the Tao?" Sanmu said more and more, his voice became smaller, and finally fell silent.

"I'm looking for longevity, not longevity." Ming Xin shook his head and said.

After the words fell, he looked at the sky and the surrounding fields, and couldn't help frowning, "You are still so stingy, but no matter what, you are just a lifeless and deathless thing."

But despite saying this, he still restrained his breath, and the wind and thunder disappeared in an instant, and everything looked calm again.

Seeing this, Qin Feng felt even worse in his heart.

It's just that he wanted to make a move, and Mingxin tapped lightly with those slender, white fingers, but none of the spiritual energy of the spell manifested, which made Qin Feng's blood turbulent and tumbling, almost falling from the air. fall down.

"Why do you want to escape? This deity is just asking you a few words. Don't be afraid! When you first return to the spirit world, it will be interesting to meet a good junior like you." Ming Xin said.

"Senior, please, as long as I know, I will tell you everything!" Qin Feng took a deep breath, stabilized his figure, and said fearfully.

"The three eyes are the Demon Lord you are talking about. When did he come to the world of spirits?" Ming Xin asked.

"The Demon Lord first appeared more than 5,700 years ago, but as far as I know, this time should be pushed forward hundreds of years. When exactly, no one knows! But 5,000 years ago, ten thousand The sword dismembered and sealed the Demon Lord. During the period, there was a vision of the green dragon swallowing the sun. Afterwards, it all disappeared without a trace. However, more than a hundred years ago, the vision of the green dragon reappeared and was burned by Bi Fang and the Golden Crow. Such earth-shattering events, Seniors just need to find a monk to ask. In Bi Yu's spiritual memory, the seniors must be very clear about this, and the juniors don't have half a word of lies!" Qin Feng said word by word.

"So that's the case, but I really don't know the things you said. I didn't use any means of searching for the soul on that little fire crow. Instead, I protected it from escaping into a dark place to reincarnate. Why don't you do it with it? A companion, so as not to be lonely on the road?" Ming Xin nodded and said.

"Senior, with your status, you should keep your promise, don't you want to break your promise?" Qin Feng's face was gloomy, his eyes flickered, and it seemed that he had finally made some decision.

"My deity just told you not to be afraid. When will you break your promise? Don't worry, it's just a blink of an eye, very soon!" Ming Xin seemed to be catching a mouse, looking extremely happy.

I saw him flicking his fingers, as if he had plucked a string between heaven and earth, and there was an inaudible sound.