Journey To Longevity

"Bring it, just one or two cups is enough." Qingyu snatched the wine jar from Yan Yulou's hand, raised her head and drank recklessly.

At this moment, a crack in space appeared above the crowd, Qing He led Ji Feng, Hai Dafu, Cang Ming and Yu Ji to fly out.

All of a sudden, there was a Huashen Venerable and fourteen Nascent Soul monks gathered in Lianggu Peak.

It's just that the four later Nascent Soul monks looked a little embarrassed, especially Hai Dafu had a big hole running through his chest, and it was faintly visible that his heart was still beating.

Everyone looked surprised.

"Master, what happened?" Du Yu suddenly stood up and asked.

Ji Feng flew to the ground, with a gloomy expression on his face, he took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"Jueyue and Yuxing fought ahead of time for some reason. We wanted to reap the benefits of the fisherman, but unexpectedly, Mingyu hid in the dark and escaped our attention. He broke out and made trouble. Friends Haidao almost died on the spot The two old monsters from Wanlingu and the old monk from Baima Temple couldn't help it, but fortunately, the senior brother was on the side to protect us, otherwise we are afraid that we will die at this moment."

Qing He also had a serious face at the moment, and he said to everyone: "A few old guys are here, I'll go meet them."

"Brother, take this bright jade mirror with you, lest the other three bald donkeys from the White Horse Temple follow." Ji Feng said, he took out a palm-sized jade mirror and handed it to Qinghe.

"I'll come as soon as I go, you guys take a break." Qinghe smiled, took the Mingyu Xuanguang mirror, turned around and stepped into the space crack again, and disappeared.

Then Ji Feng and the other three Nascent Soul monks floated down.

Zhang Shiping glanced at Yuji, then looked away.

As soon as he landed, Hai Dafu immediately took out a blue bead-like panacea and swallowed it, and sat down cross-legged. As he refined the power of the panacea, the flesh and blood on his chest continued to grow. .

Ji Feng and the other two also sat cross-legged, adjusted their breathing for a while, then got up and paced back and forth.

It wasn't until Hai Dafu stabilized his injury that the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Unexpectedly, Ming Yu has been hiding under the eyes of Venerable Hongyue for so long, or that Venerable Hongyue or Xiao Chengwu actually knew about it. If it wasn't for this time that he couldn't help but make a move, I'm afraid we I didn't know that he was also one of the mysterious souls, it was really unexpected. I would like to thank the three friends for their help this time, otherwise I am afraid that I will be doomed this time. The secret art inherited by Ming Yu should be "Xuanyin Weak Water Classic" , this method is the most unpredictable, and it is extremely good at hiding, otherwise it would not be able to hide from the soul search of Fellow Daoist Jifeng." Hai Dafu sighed. If Jifeng had reacted in time this time, he might be in danger.

Although Cangming and Yuji didn't help much this time, he would not neglect them in his words.

"Perhaps, Hongyue should also know Mingyu's identity, and I don't know what kind of plan he has. But now that he has left, it doesn't matter what kind of attention he had before. With Xiao Chengwu taking over Hongyue Tower, the two Judging from the century-old style of conduct, most of them will not get involved. It's just that now, Qing He and I still don't know what Xiao Chengwu's plan is, and his remaining lifespan is not long, really. Will he give up this opportunity that only comes once in five or six thousand years, or will he only make a move at the last moment? But no matter what, it’s good that Fellow Daoist Hai is safe and sound this time. Ming Yu exposed this time Now that we have lost our identity, shall we spread the news, or suppress it first?" Ji Feng frowned and looked at the crowd.

Cang Ming, who was standing aside, heard what Ji Feng said, and immediately said gloomyly:

"Naturally, we are under pressure. We can't be the only ones to suffer this loss, right? I hope Jue Yue and Yu Xing will lose both. The monk Jue Yue has already mastered stepping and throwing the body of King Ming, transforming into two heads and six arms. The two spirit treasures, the Fanzhong and the Jiangmo pestle, forcibly caught Yu Xing's Wanjian Shengbu sword array, which is really shocking!"

"Do you know the origin of the Sanskrit bell and subduing magic pestle held by Yue? These two are spiritual treasures inherited from the White Horse Temple, and they are naturally better than the one hundred and eight swords left by Wan Jian." Ji Feng said.

Upon hearing this, everyone present, such as Yanyulou, Qingyu and other Nascent Soul cultivators whose lifespan is not long, all felt ashamed.

Right now, near Baimang Mountain, even Jifeng and his party were almost in misfortune, let alone other people?

They had thought of fishing in troubled waters at the last moment, but they didn't expect that the cultivators who had transformed themselves had already started to clear the field. It seems that the four old monks from the White Horse Temple and the old monster Mu from Wanlingu have reached an agreement, and no accidents should be tolerated this time.

I thought Yu Xinghui would be the final winner, but now I can't tell!

Several people sighed in their hearts. The reason why these venerables did not act earlier was probably to attract those Nascent Soul cultivators to come over, and then wiped out all of them, plundering their life savings, and preparing for ascension to the spirit world.

And the ones who are in the most relaxed mood now are monks like Zhang Shiping and Du Yu who still have plenty of longevity. The two of them didn't plan to join in the fun.

As soon as Jifeng finished speaking, he immediately looked up to the sky and saw two men in dragon-patterned uniforms, a monk with a three-inch beard and a fat old man in sackcloth, With Qinghe, five of them suddenly appeared in midair.

The two men in the uniforms are Ao Yu and Ao Ji from the Flood Dragon Clan in the South China Sea, and the monk with a mustache is Ye Yuan from the Black Turtle of the North Sea, and the old man in sackcloth is Qianmu the Demon Toad.

It's just that it seems that these few people don't look like they are at war with Qing He.

The next moment, this group of monks appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, all the monks present stood up and said in unison: "Greetings, my lords!"

As soon as the words fell, an old man in blue robes was leaning on a mahogany cane, and laughter spread to everyone's ears: "Why, you guys, don't you call me Xiao?"

It's just that there is no sign of it yet!

"You go down first." Qinghe turned her head and said to the eleven Nascent Soul monks of Xuanyuanzong.

"Young master, Cangming, you guys go too." Qianmu Yaozun said to Hai Dafu and Cangming Yaojun.

As for Yuji, although he didn't have the order of the venerable, he also left the place quickly with everyone.

As soon as the two of them gave orders, Xiao Chengwu suddenly appeared in the sky above Lianggu Peak, and then he was on the cliff in an instant, nodding with several fellow Taoists present and saying hello.

The group of people had not had time to leave at this moment, seeing Xiao Chengwu appearing, they had no choice but to respectfully say: "Greetings to Venerable Xiao."

"Excuse me." Xiao Chengwu said, he raised his hand to help everyone, and then suddenly looked at Zhang Shiping, and took a few glances.