Not many people from the Xianxia sect came to see Cui Heng this time.

There were only nine people.

Naturally, the two leaders, He Qingrou and Chen Ying, were there.

In addition, there are the leader Zhuqing Zhenren, the deputy leader Liu Yiyun, Qiuyun and Xizhao, the two immortal sword masters, two disciples of Zhuqing Zhenren, and Zheng Nanxun, the direct disciple of the founder Hengxia Zhenren.

Originally, Master Zhuqing planned to lead all his disciples to pay homage to Cui Heng, thinking that this could express the Xianxia Party's respect for the founder.

However, this plan was dissuaded by Zheng Nanxun.

If all the disciples of the sect leave the mountain gate, what if a foreign enemy takes advantage of the situation and breaks in?

Cangcheng Mountain Xianxia Sect is the foundation that the founder Hengxia Zhenren has been running for nearly a hundred years, and it is also the inheritance handed over to them, so we must not be careless.

So most of the disciples were left to guard the mountain gate.

Of course, the nine people who came to see Cui Heng are still the absolute core of the Xianxia Sect.

After all, the person they wanted to meet this time was their true ancestor.

At this time, the Xianxia Sect and his party had arrived in the small town of Fuguo outside Changfeng Mansion.

They did not go directly to the city to meet Cui Heng.

That's so rude.

Master Zhuqing and He Qingrou went to visit him earlier, and after receiving Cui Heng's permission, the others entered the city.

Before that, everyone first settled in an inn.

Zheng Nanxun leaned against the window, looking at the crowd of pedestrians below, his eyes a little dazed.

She is a beautiful woman who looks to be in her thirties, with a pale complexion, a weak temperament, and a thin figure. She is not wearing a robe, but a simple light blue dress, elegant and natural.

This is the first time she has gone down the mountain in nearly a hundred years.

A hundred years ago, she was still the world-famous Nanxun Zhenren.

As the first disciple of Master Hengxia, she inherits her master's philosophy and travels around the world to punish rape and eradicate evil, uphold the right path and help those in need.

That was the happiest time in her life.

Zheng Nanxun originally thought that he could continue like this.

But he has always followed his master, practiced the path inherited by his master, and taught his disciples.

Until the day when he dies at the end of his life.

But after that battle a hundred years ago, everything was different.

All the disciples she taught carefully died in battle.

She herself was seriously injured, damaging her essence and her lifespan was greatly reduced.

Even the master she regarded as her lifelong goal disappeared after that battle.

Immediately afterwards, the Xianxia Sect closed the mountain.

Everything has changed.

Since then, Zheng Nanxun has never walked down Cangcheng Mountain again.

She locked herself in a cave in the back mountain.

See no one.

Sitting at death's door.

Deep sleep.

It wasn't until more than ten years ago that a little girl named Chen Ying accidentally entered the forbidden area in the back mountain and woke her up.

This little girl looked very much like one of her dead disciples.

Chen Ying is lively and cheerful, and she speaks sweetly.

Finally, Zheng Nanxun's lifeless heart was ignited with some life.

However, she still did not move out of the cave in the back mountain.

I only occasionally meet with Master Zhuqing, the contemporary leader, to inquire about the current situation of the Xianxia Sect.

Just a few days ago, Master Zhuqing suddenly told her some news.

Chen Ying found the true ancestor of the Xianxia Sect.

Master Hengxia is the reclusive immortal named "Cui Heng".

This evoked Zheng Nanxun's long-lost memories.

That was when she had just become a master of Jiang Qiqi.

At that time, there was no real Hengxia who was famous all over the world.

There is only a girl named Jiang Qiqi in Hedong County, Fengzhou.

She was only ten years old at the time.

Jiang Qiqi is only nineteen years old.

Zheng Nanxun once curiously asked, where did Master learn such powerful swordsmanship?

The answer I got was learned from an immortal brother.

Occasionally Jiang Qiqi would tell her something about the fairy brother.

It was a tone full of admiration and longing.

But after Jiang Qiqi entered the world as the real person Hengxia, he never told her the story about the fairy brother again.

As time passed, she also somewhat forgot about it.

Gradually, I only remembered that Master should have a very powerful and powerful master.

His name is Cui Heng.

That is his master, the true ancestor of the Xianxia Sect.

He is a reclusive immortal.

Although in her impression, the master never seemed to say that he was her master...

Later, Zheng Nanxun accidentally discovered

Although his master has not mentioned that "immortal brother" to anyone for a long time, he has actually been secretly looking for clues.

But nothing was gained.

Until the great war, no one could find it.

Now after so many years...

Have you actually found the "immortal brother" that Master calls you?

"What kind of person is he?" Zheng Nanxun looked through the window towards Fucheng and murmured, "Let Master hide it in his heart and never forget it for hundreds of years..."

Bang bang!

At this moment, a gentle knock on the door came.

"Grand Master, we are about to enter the city." Chen Ying's voice came from outside, smiling and saying, "We are going to pay homage to the Grand Master."

Regarding the title of Cui Heng, Master Zhuqing organized another discussion before coming to Changfeng Mansion Town.

Finally, after some discussion, it was decided that he would only call him grandpa when he formally paid a visit to Cui Heng.

At other times, when talking to each other among fellow disciples, just call them Patriarch.

This does not violate the decision of the founder, Master Hengxia, and can also facilitate communication between fellow disciples.

Best of both worlds.

"Well, here we go."

Zheng Nanxun stopped his busy thoughts, nodded gently in response, and closed the window looking outside.

Walking in the bustling Changfeng City.

Zheng Nanxun gradually felt like he had regained his past self.

A hundred years ago, when I was with my master, I would often go shopping in such a bustling city.

Unfortunately, I may not be able to experience this feeling for long.

She was seriously injured in that battle and her life span was greatly reduced. Today, she has only a few years left to live.

Although it looks healthy on the surface, it is almost exhausted.

"However, if I can take a look at her immortal brother for Master before his life expires, it can be regarded as helping Master."

Zheng Nanxun thought so in his heart.

In the state pastoral office.

Cui Heng saw three familiar figures.

Chen Ying, He Qingrou, Zhu Qingzhenren.

He didn't know the other people.

But one of the figures instantly caught his attention.

Zheng Nanxun.

"Who is this?" Cui Heng asked Master Zhuqing.

He felt that this person's temperament was very similar to Jiang Qiqi, and he was the one who most resembled Jiang Qiqi among the nine people in the Xianxia sect.

Master Zhuqing quickly made an invitation to Zheng Nanxun, "Master Zheng..."

"Zheng Nanxun, the first disciple of Zhenren Hengxia, pays homage to his master." Zheng Nanxun saluted Cui Heng respectfully.

"You are Qiqi's first disciple." Cui Heng was surprised and enlightened when he heard this, and praised with a smile, "Xiaguang is restrained, and the sword light is hidden without leaking. It seems that you have understood the true meaning of Xianxia Sword Technique..."

But as he spoke, he could no longer speak and his brows wrinkled.

Cui Heng noticed the abnormality in Zheng Nanxun's physical condition and said in a deep voice, "What's going on? Your origin is so severely depleted, and your life is about to expire with such cultivation."

Zheng Nanxun's Xianxia Sword Jue has been cultivated to the level equivalent to the eighth level of Qi refining. Even if his longevity is not as long as that of a true immortal cultivator, he should still be able to live for more than three hundred years.

But it’s not even two hundred years yet.

She was actually close to running out of gas.

This is anything but normal.

The people in the Xianxia Sect around him obviously didn't know about Zheng Nanxun's situation, and they were shocked when they heard this.

"Master Zheng, how are you?"

"Master..."

"Grand Master..."

Although they all knew that Zheng Nanxun's physical condition was very bad, they did not expect that it would be so serious.

Their origins were damaged and their lifespan was about to end. This was like a thunderbolt hitting their hearts.

"I'm fine." Zheng Nanxun shook his head indifferently, and said to Cui Heng, "Master, don't worry, it's just an old injury left a hundred years ago, an old problem."

"Come here." Cui Heng waved to Zheng Nanxun, "I'll help you cure it."

"Treat, cure?" Zheng Nanxun looked confused when he heard this, and said doubtfully, "Master, my injury has actually been cured long ago. Now the source is damaged..."

Damage to the source means that the foundation of the body has been damaged, and there is no possibility of treatment and recovery.

No matter how powerful the tonic is, no matter how superb the martial arts, it is impossible to make up for the shortcomings and losses in the original source.

This is the consensus of every warrior.

Can this also be treated?

"Grand Master, don't worry, Grand Master is very powerful!" Chen Ying came to Zheng Nanxun's side and said, "I will definitely be able to cure your injuries."

Master Zhuqing, Liu Yiyun and others were speechless.

They all know very well what it means to have their origin damaged.

Moreover, Zheng Nanxun has cultivated the Xianxia Sword Art to an extremely high level, comparable to that of a human immortal. It is almost impossible to repair the origin of healing human immortals.

"Well, the origin is damaged, just make up for it." Cui Heng said with a slight nod.

"Thank you, Master." Zheng Nanxun came to Cui Heng's side.

"Close your eyes and just wait a moment." Cui Heng said softly.

At the same time, he raised his right hand and flicked his fingers, letting a ray of mana enter Zheng Nanxun's body.

This ray of mana instantly spread to her limbs and bones, turning into endless vitality, quickly filling her already extremely empty body.

Zheng Nanxun's originally pale complexion gradually returned to rosy.

The few white hairs on her temples also turned black again, and her appearance became younger, as if she had directly changed from someone in her thirties to someone in her twenties.

In just a few moments, Zheng Nanxun's entire body turned from exhausted to a ball of blazing fire.

She slowly opened her eyes, felt her body in shock, and murmured: "Recovered, I have fully recovered!"

Master Zhuqing, Liu Yiyun and others also felt unprecedented shock.

Grandmaster is so awesome!

Even the human immortal's origin deficit can be restored so easily.

"Thank you, Master!" Zheng Nanxun bowed to Cui Heng.

"No need to be polite." Cui Heng raised his hand without letting her bow, "Tell me about what happened during the period before Qiqi disappeared."

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