Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Mirror Flowers and Water Moon are like being separated from Lingjing Mountain. It is beautiful, full of spiritual energy and very secretive.

If you don't know the mechanism and the portal, it is impossible to know this place.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng came to a stone pavilion and looked at the stone pavilion in front of him with a sigh in his eyes.

This stone pavilion was built by him and his master, and many of their beautiful memories were left in the stone pavilion.

But now, looking at the stone pavilion in front of him, his heart was full of bitterness.

The sect was wiped out, and the master didn't know whether he was alive or dead. All these things came too suddenly for him, so sudden that he still couldn't believe that it was all true.

However, the facts are in front of him, and even if he doesn't believe it, it won't make much difference. The only thing he can do now is to investigate the truth behind the destruction of his sect and avenge the tragic death of those in his sect.

But now, the most important thing he needs to do is to find out the whereabouts of his master first, because judging from the bloody words left by Elder Xiu Wuhen, his master is probably still alive.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath and began to search around the pavilion.

He knew that something tragic happened to his master. If his master wanted to leave some clues, this was the most likely place in the entire Spirit Mirror Immortal Residence.

However, after searching for a long time, he was disappointed.

His master left no message here.

Zhang Yifeng sat helplessly in the pavilion, his heart full of bitterness.

"Master, can you tell me who did all this? And where are you now?" Zhang Yifeng murmured to himself.

"Quack, quack, quack, quack..."

At this moment, he suddenly heard several frog calls, which came from the nearby stream.

"By the way, there's that place!"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up, he quickly stood up and walked towards the stream.

When I came to the stream, I saw three or two frogs lying in the stream and vomiting. Every time they called, a fluorescent light would rise from their bodies.

Zhang Yifeng was not surprised by this, because when he first discovered this place, these spiritual frogs already existed here.

The spirit frogs seemed to be used to his presence. When he arrived, those few spirit frogs just glanced at him lazily, then turned their heads and continued to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Zhang Yifeng ignored these frogs and plunged into the creek.

Although the creek looks not deep from the outside, Zhang Yifeng knows that there is a cave beneath the creek.

Because he was carrying water drops, the stream did not stop Zhang Yifeng from diving, and it didn't take long for him to reach the bottom of the stream.

Here, there is a spiritual platform made of natural spiritual jade.

His master, Fairy Lingjing, practices water-based techniques, and this spiritual platform is where she practices.

Zhang Yifeng looked along the coffin, and when he saw a jade box sitting on the coffin, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Without any hesitation, he came to the spiritual platform, reached out and picked up the jade box on the spiritual platform.

Feeling the cold feeling coming from the jade box, Zhang Yifeng's heart began to beat wildly.

He suddenly found that he seemed to have no courage to open the jade box, because he was deeply afraid that the jade box was empty and there was no message left by his master in the jade box.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally took a deep breath and slowly opened the jade box according to the method in his memory.

The moment he saw the contents of the jade box, his body trembled violently, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

There were three letters in the jade box. Those letters had beautiful handwriting. He could tell at a glance that it was the handwriting of his master, Fairy Lingjing.

"Master has indeed been here."

Zhang Yifeng picked up a letter and read it with trembling hands.

"Xiao Feng was killed by a traitor. My heart aches so much. However, my cultivation is not good enough. Even if I want to avenge my disciple, I am powerless..."

Although the content of the letter was only a few hundred words, it made Zhang Yifeng feel mixed.

This letter was obviously written by his master after he was killed and fell. Every word in the letter records his master's regret and self-blame for his death.

Judging from the content of the letter, his master wanted to practice hard and then investigate the truth behind his murder and avenge himself.

"Master..."

Zhang Yifeng murmured to himself, his voice suddenly choked up. Then, he suppressed the sadness in his heart and opened the second letter.

"It has been half a year since Xiaofeng's death. However, my cultivation has grown too slowly, and the person who harmed him has never been traced. As a master, I am very incompetent. He died innocently. When can I avenge him and let him Die with peace of mind..."

In this letter, his master was still blaming himself for not being able to avenge him. Zhang Yifeng even felt a sense of confusion and powerlessness from the content of the letter.

"Perhaps this was how Master felt when he wrote this letter?"

Zhang Yifeng sighed, and then looked at the third letter.

When his eyes were fixed on the third letter, his pupils shrank sharply, because there was bright red blood on the third letter!

Zhang Yifeng's expression changed, he quickly picked up the letter, opened it and read it.

What surprised him was that there were not many words on the third letter, and most of the letter was stained red with blood, so the words could no longer be read clearly.

Only a very small part could vaguely make out a few words.

"Luo... betrayed... destroyed..."

Zhang Yifeng tried his best to identify it for a long time, but in the end he only recognized three words on the letter.

Luo? Rebel? destroy?

"What does this mean? What does Master want to say?"

Staring closely at the blood-stained letter, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were filled with confusion.

Judging from the blood stains on the letter, his master must have been seriously injured when he left this letter.

Moreover, she came here in a hurry and left only a few words on the letter.

"What exactly does Master want to say?" Zhang Yifeng thought hard.

At this moment, his brain was working rapidly, and he began to recall all the memories of his previous life, trying to deduce the meaning of the words on the letter through the dust-laden memories in his mind.

boom!

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and a figure appeared in his mind.

"Luo, is Master talking about Elder Luo Jiantong?"

There are a total of four elders in Lingjing Immortal Residence. Among these four elders, two focus on cultivation, namely Xiu Wuhen and Luo Jiantong. These two people have very high status in the sect and are the right-hand men of his master, Fairy Lingjing.