Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Walking all the way from Lingjing Peak, Zhang Yifeng's heart became colder and colder.

The familiar buildings in the past have now turned into a pile of rubble and ruins, and the disciples of Lingjing Immortal Residence have turned into a pile of bones on the ground.

Zhang Yifeng stopped after walking to the square where the inner disciples practiced martial arts daily.

He stared closely at a huge stone monument in front of him, his eyes filled with sadness.

I saw that the stone tablet in front of me had been broken in half. A middle-aged man with a handsome face was leaning against the stone tablet. His whole body was chained to the stone tablet.

The chain penetrated his shoulder blade, and there was still bright red blood on the chain, but the blood had dried up.

Perhaps because of the middle-aged man's strong cultivation, even though he had been dead for a long time, his body showed no trace of decay.

"Elder Xiu!" Looking at the middle-aged man chained in front of him, the sadness and anger in Zhang Yifeng's eyes had reached an extreme.

Not only did he know the person in front of him, he was also very familiar with it.

In Lingjing Immortal Residence, in addition to his master Lingjing Fairy, there were also several sect elders. The man in front of him was named Xiu Wuhen, and he was one of the elders in Lingjing Immortal Residence.

In his previous life, Zhang Yifeng had a very good relationship with this elder. It was precisely because of Xiu Wuhen's care that he was able to become a Dan King in his previous life.

It can be said that in Lingjing Immortal Residence, apart from his master, the person he respects the most is Xiu Wuhen.

But he never expected that after his rebirth, he and Xiu Wuhen would be in such a scene when they met again.

Zhang Yifeng walked up to Xiu Wuhen, checked his breathing, and found that Xiu Wuhen had been dead for a long time.

Moreover, when he got closer, he discovered that Xiu Wuhen had many penetrating wounds on his body, as if he had been injured by a sharp sword.

What was even more terrifying was that a hole the size of a fist was broken in Xiu Wuhen's chest.

Zhang Yifeng speculated that it was the blood hole in Xiu Wuhen's chest that cut off Xiu Wuhen's vitality.

However, he couldn't believe it. Xiu Wuhen was a powerful physical cultivator. Who could open a hole in his chest?

"Elder Xiu, can you tell me who did all this?" Zhang Yifeng asked tremblingly, looking at Xiu Wuhen's body.

However, Xiu Wuhen had already died and was destined to be unable to answer his questions.

"ah!"

Extremely sad and angry, Zhang Yifeng roared, smashed the stone tablet with one punch, and then used the Sky-Splitting Mark to cut off all the chains that bound Xiu Wuhen.

Zhang Yifeng's expression was gloomy and scary. He was holding Xiu Wuji's body and was about to walk aside.

But at this moment, his body suddenly froze in place, because on the fragments of the stone tablet behind Xiu Wuhen, he saw several bloody characters written in blood.

"Save...the leader!"

Although it was just three short words, when Zhang Yifeng saw it, it stirred up a storm in his heart.

Leader!

There is only one person who can be called the leader by Xiu Wuhen, and that is his master, Fairy Lingjing.

"Master is not dead!"

This is the result Zhang Yifeng deduced from these bloody words, and judging from the bloody words left by Xiu Wuhen, his speculation is probably true!

His master is really not dead!

Although there were only three short words in front of him, it ignited huge hope in Zhang Yifeng's heart.

He believed that as long as the master was not dead, he would be able to find her and rescue her!

"Master, if you are still alive, you must wait for me, and I will definitely find out the truth!"

Zhang Yifeng kept yelling in his heart.

After calming down, Zhang Yifeng held Xiu Wuhen's body and walked to a peach tree in the back mountain.

"Elder Xiu, you loved this peach tree during your lifetime. Now I will bury you under this peach tree. I hope this peach tree can accompany you."

"If you are alive in heaven, please help me find my enemy as soon as possible and avenge you and those who died tragically!"

"I, Zhang Yifeng, swear that I will definitely do it!"

After burying Xiu Wuming, Zhang Yifeng came to Danjian Pavilion.

Danjian Pavilion is a training ground that belongs exclusively to him and his master. In his previous life, he loved alchemy, while his master practiced swordsmanship and was not very accomplished in alchemy.

Whenever the sun goes down, Zhang Yifeng will always stop refining alchemy, mesmerizingly admiring the graceful figure of his master practicing swordsmanship under the setting sun.

However, now this place has also become a ruins, and the beauty of the past has long been scattered to who knows where.

After staying in Danjian Pavilion for a long time, Zhang Yifeng came to Lingjing Hall again, where his master and the sect elders discussed matters.

However, like Danjian Pavilion, this place has also become a ruin. Although the main hall is still there, it has become a mess. The former grandeur and majesty have long since disappeared.

However, Zhang Yifeng was already prepared. He put away his sadness and slowly walked into the Spirit Mirror Hall with firm and heavy steps.

Without stopping at all, he came all the way to a vermilion pillar deep in the Spirit Mirror Hall.

"Fortunately, the agency is still there."

Seeing a button in an inconspicuous corner under the pillar, Zhang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked an old friend to design this mechanism. Apart from him and his master, no one else in Lingjing Immortal Residence knew about it, because it was a secret that only belonged to him and his master.

According to the method in his memory, Zhang Yifeng gently turned on the mechanism.

"Click, click!"

Just hearing a few crisp sounds, a light door suddenly appeared on the wall to the left of Zhang Yifeng.

This light gate is a teleportation gate designed by his old friend. Through this teleportation gate, one can be teleported to the real secret realm of Lingjing Xianju.

That secret realm was also discovered by Zhang Yifeng accidentally. At that time, he only told his master the secret.

After discussing it with his master, they decided to keep this secret and use it as the last refuge of Lingjing Xianju.

He believed that when facing a life-and-death crisis, his master would definitely leave a spark of hope for the sect in that secret realm.

Zhang Yifeng stepped into the portal, and saw a flash of light from the portal, and instantly disappeared on the wall, as if it had never appeared before.

Also disappearing at the same time as the portal was Zhang Yifeng.

In a mountain stream filled with birdsong and flowers, Zhang Yifeng's body suddenly appeared. He first glanced at the surrounding environment, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water, this place is still so beautiful...it's a pity..."

Zhang Yifeng sighed in his heart.

This place was exactly the secret realm that only he and his master knew except for his old friend. They gave it a very nice name, Mirror Flowers and Water Moon.