Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"impossible!"

Zhang Shen was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him that completely subverted his previous life experience.

He watched with his own eyes as the black gold awl pierced the opponent's heart. How could he still be alive? !

Seeing that the opponent was about to run away, he had no time to think about it, so he quickly recalled the Black Gold Cone and injected mana again. This time, he used all his strength.

The target was not at the heart, but at the opponent's neck!

Although the physique of the Qi Refining Monk is far superior to ordinary people, if he is hit in the neck, he will definitely die.

call out!

The black golden awl came out!

The spin hit the opponent's neck directly at an extremely fast speed.

However, a scene that stunned Zhang Shen appeared again!

The young monk was stabbed in the neck by the black gold awl, and his whole body was carried away by the huge power of the black gold awl.

As a result, the opponent got up directly, threw away the black gold awl stuck in his neck again, and ran away!

There are no wounds at all on the neck!

Just running, the opponent's speed slowed down strangely.

This Qi refining monk is weird!

"Zhang Shen! What the hell are you doing!?"

Not far away, the red-haired monk who was out of breath after being seriously injured by Ye Lingyu couldn't help shouting angrily.

Hearing the red-haired monk's repeated urgings, Zhang Shen's eyes turned red as he was unable to take down the opponent.

"Damn it! I don't believe it!"

This time, he suddenly bit his palm and quickly kneaded the knot.

The only ghost left in his body wailed and turned into a strong spiritual power, pouring into his spiritual platform.

For a moment, he felt that the power of the soul in his body suddenly surged!

Immediately, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Om!"

A divine soul power that far exceeded the early stage of foundation building immediately centered on it and spread rapidly in the direction of the little Qi Refining monk!

As expected, the opponent's running body froze instantly!

After a few ups and downs, Zhang Shen quickly approached the other party, and his magic power flowed into his palms, reaching for the other party's Dantian.

This time, he wanted to explode the opponent's Dantian with his own hands.

He didn't believe it. His Dantian exploded. How could this little monk still be jumping like this!

However, at the moment when he stretched out his palm towards the opponent's Dantian.

Zhang Shen's expression suddenly changed!

Then he retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted!

However, it's still too late!

Between the opponent's abdomen and ribs, an astonishing sword light lit up!

If Ye Lingyu's sword is the sword of loneliness and frost, then this sword is like a big river, pouring out unstoppably!

The sword waves rolled and the sword sound roared!

thump!

Zhang Shen's body fell to the ground, with a hint of shock, disbelief and a hint of unwillingness in his eyes...

The sudden change here immediately caused the red-haired monk and Ye Lingyu to stop their movements at the same time.

Then he was shocked to find that at some point, there was an extra figure beside Wang Yan.

Standing in mid-air, the figure is lifelike, but not like an ordinary person.

Seeing that figure, Ye Lingyu looked surprised and suspicious, and then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly his whole body was shocked, with a look of shock on his face!

And Wang Hao, who barely recovered from Zhang Shen's soul attack, also looked at the stern figure in front of him with his back turned to him in confusion, his mind was turbulent and unbelievable:

"Zhao...Senior Brother Zhao?!"

"You're not dead?!"

But he immediately shook his head.

Impossible, he saw the body of Senior Brother Zhao with his own eyes.

He once wanted to bury Senior Brother Zhao, but unfortunately it might have been taken away by people from the Tianmen Sect, and he never found it again.

However, Wang Ba's voice of surprise was heard.

The figure with its back to him slowly turned around.

His face was stern, and his temperament was equally stern. If it wasn't Zhao Feng, who could it be?

It's just that at this moment, he is inexplicably more detached and peaceful than before, and he showed a carefree smile when he heard this:

"Haha, dead, but not completely dead."

Hearing Zhao Feng's words, Wang Hao was a little confused, but was soon replaced by great joy.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's good that you are still alive, but how did you hide this from the people of Tianmen Sect?"

Zhao Feng glanced slightly, but said with a smile: "Don't worry, wait until I take care of these people first."

Sensing something bad, the red-haired monk immediately abandoned Ye Lingyu and immediately activated the flying magic weapon with his magic power.

All of a sudden it flew hundreds of feet away.

However, even so, Zhao Feng remained indifferent and then flicked his sword.

Bang!

A ray of sword light jumped up and flew away quickly as if dancing. It immediately caught up with the opponent and gently turned around the red-haired monk's neck.

The bodies were separated immediately!

"Um?"

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised, and then pointed his finger.

The sword light suddenly struck a void, and a scream followed.

Red-haired monk, die!

This style is just like Ye Lingyu's previous attack on the Tianmen Sect monks, but it is a little more relaxed and freehand.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lingyu couldn't help but look solemn.

On the other side, Gao Yong, a monk from the Incense Path, also saw that something was not going well and quickly ran to the other side.

However, Zhao Feng still flicked his sword and the opponent did not run far away before his body was separated and even his soul could not escape.

The sword light turned slightly, and a few storage bags were picked out from the two corpses. Then they returned to Wang Ba's side and threw all the storage bags to Wang Ba.

"Okay, now we can talk."

A slight smile appeared on Zhao Feng's stern face, and he casually greeted Ye Lingyu who was standing aside.

"You are Junior Sister Ye, right? You have already completed the foundation building... It seems that I have been asleep for a long time."

Hearing this, Ye Lingyu hesitantly called out 'Senior Brother Zhao', then his face turned pale, he quickly sat down cross-legged, took out the healing elixir, and quickly recovered his body.

Wang Yan couldn't wait to ask:

"Senior brother, what is going on? And why do you... seem to be more powerful than before?"

"Thank you for that."

Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"I?"

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment.

"If you hadn't injected mana for a long time and suddenly deposited a huge amount of mana into the 'Soul Nourishing Pearl', even if I woke up, I would be the same as before I died."

Zhao Feng said calmly.

The massive amount of mana... should refer to the two top-quality blood magic pills.

Recalling the surging magic power in the Blood Magic Pill, Wang Yan couldn't help but nod his head. It was indeed a huge amount.

It is estimated that even for a foundation-building monk, it is absolutely amazing.

He had also been forced by the incense monk before to seek medical treatment in a hurry, and transferred all the massive mana of the Blood Magic Pill from his body into the bead.

After all, although the death-replacing magical power can help him block fatal damage, the passive defense will be exhausted sooner or later.

However, Wang Hao quickly grasped one point keenly.

"Soul-nurturing bead? Is that the bead you hit me with before?"

"Yes," Zhao Feng nodded and explained: "You should know that I possess the 'Transparent Sword Heart'. Those with this talent often have unique advantages in the way of swordsmanship."

"But in fact, due to the many constraints in my body and mind, I have never been able to fully utilize this talent."

"Until Master came up with a way for me, he completely peeled off my Transparent Sword Heart, including part of my soul, and turned it into a seed, which was planted in the third-level treasure 'Soul-nurturing Pearl'."

"As long as the Transparent Sword Heart fully evolves the swordsmanship passed down to me by my master, I can regain the Transparent Sword Heart. At that time, I might be able to use it to enter the Golden Core realm."

"It's a pity that the Tianmen Sect raided, the sect was defeated miserably, and even the master died unfortunately. I know that Senior Brother Lu has long been afraid of my talent, and I'm afraid he won't let me live. Therefore, I can only place my hope on you. "

"Now it seems that my intuition was indeed correct."

When Wang Hao heard this, he vaguely understood why Zhao Feng said that he was dead but not completely dead.

The Zhao Feng in front of him is not so much Zhao Feng as Zhao Feng's remnant soul.

However, with the cultivation of the soul-nurturing beads and the long-term input of mana, this residual soul gradually became complete, and instead replaced the original body and became the real Zhao Feng.

After all, the main body and the remnant soul have the same consciousness.

After the death of another soul, there is nothing wrong with treating Zhao Feng in front of him as himself.

In a sense, Zhao Feng was given a new lease of life.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan couldn't help but feel happy for Zhao Feng.

Perhaps the one who helped him the most from the time he set foot on the path of spiritual practice was Zhao Feng.

In the past, he could only watch Zhao Feng die, but now that he can help him come back to life, he finally has a regret in his heart.

Wang Ba was about to say something.

Zhao Feng suddenly turned his head and stared at Ye Lingyu who was meditating in surprise.

No, not only Ye Lingyu, but also the third-level magic sword next to her.

The eyes go back and forth between the two.

The smile that originally appeared on his face when he was talking to Wang Hao disappeared little by little.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Wang Yan couldn't help but wonder.

Zhao Feng looked complicated and said nothing, then suddenly said:

"Tell me, what changes have taken place after my death."

Wang Ba heard this and quickly told what he knew.

"It turns out they are the cultivators of Incense Tao... Yushui City... Dongsheng Sect... Tianmen Sect..."

"I see."

Zhao Feng sighed and looked at the third-level magic sword again, but his eyes were inexplicably a little more suspicious.

The sword's heart is transparent, and it can see through many seemingly unrelated things at a glance but are actually closely related.

He suddenly spoke again:

"Junior brother, your soul aura is controlled by the Tianmen Sect. I have no way to help you solve it for the time being, but you should know me."

"You should go back to the Tianmen Sect first and stay in peace, and pay attention to yourself."

"I will come to you as soon as I find a solution."

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly came to his senses: "Brother, are you leaving? Are you going back to Dongsheng Sect?"

Zhao Feng nodded, but then shook his head.

"I will not return to the Dongsheng Sect. I have repaid all the kindness the sect has shown me. Now, it's time to concentrate on my own practice."

Beside Ye Lingyu, the third-level magic sword was silent.

"But senior brother, you are just a soul now..."

Wang Yan couldn't help but hesitate.

"It doesn't matter. If I want to seize the body, although it is not as easy as Jindan Master, it will be easy."

Zhao Feng shook his head.

For some reason, Wang Yan always felt that Zhao Feng's words were strange, as if he meant something.

At this moment, Ye Lingyu, who was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said with a hint of anger:

"Zhao Feng, are you insinuating me?"