Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

After a long time, Zhao Long, who was lying on the ground, let out a groan of pain, suddenly sat up from the ground and spit out a mouthful of blue-black bruises.

Zhang Yifeng's face showed joy when he saw this. Since the blood congestion has been vomited out, the qi and blood in Zhao Long's body should have been completely replenished.

However, Zhang Yifeng still didn't know whether Zhao Long had really recovered his consciousness, so he looked at Zhao Long with a little vigilance in case Zhao Long suddenly attacked.

"Ahem, where am I?"

Zhao Long seemed to have regained his consciousness. After coughing twice, he raised his head and looked around, only to see Zhang Yifeng appearing next to him.

"Zhang Yifeng? I won't be hallucinating, right? Holy shit, is it really you?!"

Zhao Long quickly stood up from the ground with a look of surprise on his face, and then he was about to pounce on Zhang Yifeng. Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng was very vigilant and took a step to the side to avoid Zhao Long's pounce.

Zhao Long jumped in the air, but he also knew that Zhang Yifeng in front of him was indeed a real person, so he immediately frowned and said to Zhang Yifeng.

"Zhang Yifeng, I am Zhao Long. Why are you hiding? We haven't seen each other for a long time. We finally met once and you are still hiding from me. Do you think you don't regard me as a friend?"

Zhao Long stood still, with no angry look on his face, but he started chattering to Zhang Yifeng.

When Zhang Yifeng saw this, he immediately knew that the person in front of him must be Zhao Long. No one except Zhao Long would chatter so many things to Zhang Yifeng.

"Ahem, don't blame me. Who made your condition so scary just now?"

Zhang Yifeng said helplessly, and then told Zhao Long what happened just now that Zhao Long lost control.

"What? I didn't expect that old monk to be so bad. If he hadn't told me that he had clues about you, I would never have come with him. As a result, after coming with him, I was beaten on the spot. The buns were left there, if you hadn’t come to rescue me, I might have been sucked dry.”

Zhao Long said as he wiped a drop of cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng came to the rescue in time, otherwise he might really have to meet Zhang Yifeng in the underworld.

"By the way, I remember that the intelligence also said that Jue Yuan is also with you. I wonder if you have met him?"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly remembered that Jue Yuan's figure was still somewhere, and hurriedly asked Zhao Long.

When Zhao Long heard this, his face showed a look of thought, and then he said with a look of reminiscence: "We did act together before we came to this temple, but after we came to the temple, we were separated by the old monk. Before I was sealed into a bun by the old monk, I seemed to have heard that guy say that he sent Jueyuan to the main courtyard, I don’t know where."

Zhao Long shook his head as he spoke. He still didn't understand what happened. He had just walked out of a difficult situation in Lingzhou.

Then he met Jue Yuan by chance. Not long after the two of them walked together, they were deceived by an old monk with a kind-hearted face and came here, and then they were sealed away.

He was in a coma every day, but he could feel that his energy and blood were being continuously drained away. Zhao Long didn't know that he was in trouble.

But even if he knew, it was useless, he could only pray that someone could come and rescue him.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Yifeng who rescued him personally. He was indeed Zhao Long's best friend.

"Main courtyard? But after searching the entire inner gate, Jue Yuan was not found. Is it possible?"

Zhang Yifeng's face showed a look of thinking, and suddenly a possibility flashed through Zhang Yifeng's heart.

Since it is the main courtyard, Zhang Yifeng heard from Zhishen that Jinling Temple is a branch of Jinshan Temple, so wouldn't the main courtyard be Jinshan Temple?

Could it be that Jueyuan was sent to Jinshan Temple?

But what is the use of Jinshan Temple? Maybe there are people in Jinshan Temple who need specific people to practice certain techniques.

Zhang Yifeng felt that his head was a little big for a moment. It seemed that he would have to go to Jinshan Temple if he wanted to rescue Jue Yuan. However, whether to save Jueyuan or not is a question.

His eyes flickered twice, and Zhang Yifeng finally made up his mind and decided to go to Jinshan Temple to rescue Jueyuan.

Although Zhang Yifeng and Jue Yuan don't have much close friendship, they are from the earth after all. His Netherworld Will-o'-Wisp was only able to obtain it because Jue Yuan provided information.

Jue Yuan's life is likely to be in danger now, so Zhang Yifeng has the responsibility to rescue Jue Yuan from Jinshan Temple.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yifeng told Zhao Long his guess. After hearing this, Zhao Long was silent for a moment, and then nodded vigorously.

"Although that guy Jue Yuan doesn't usually talk much, and most of what he says are words that normal people can't understand, but after he came here, he helped me a lot, and he can be regarded as our friend. Since my friend is in trouble, Then we should rescue him!"

Seeing Zhao Long's determined look, Zhang Yifeng nodded secretly in his heart.

"That's good. I'll take you to meet a few people first. They are all people I made friends with on Lingyue Continent."

Zhao Long nodded when he heard this. He also wanted to meet Zhang Yifeng's friends in Lingyue Continent.

Although they haven't met yet, Zhao Long can feel that he should be able to get along with them happily. After all, everyone is Zhang Yifeng's friend.

Soon, Zhang Yifeng took Zhao Long all the way back to the Demon Futing Palace in the inner gate. At this time, only Muxue, Yuan Ling and Zhishen were left in the Demon Fuming Palace.

However, host Jin Ling has disappeared and is unknown to where he went.

However, after Zhang Yifeng approached, he felt the strong aura of sadness on Zhishen's body. Zhang Yifeng immediately became aware of it, so he did not ask.

As for Zhao Long, who was behind Zhang Yifeng, because he was a pure physical practitioner and had no cultivation at all, he was unable to feel the strong aura of sadness on Zhishen's body.

At this time, in the eyes of Zhao Long, a physical practitioner, he could only see Zhishen half-kneeling on the ground. Although his back showed a bit of sadness, it was still a bit hard to see through.

At this moment, Zhao Long scratched his head, and then he was about to step forward and ask. When Zhang Yifeng saw this, he quickly stretched out his hand and stopped Zhao Long.

In this situation, it is better to let Zhishen get used to it more. If he rushes to disturb him, it will disturb Zhishen.

"It doesn't have to be like this. Although Master's departure has made me extremely sad, but through this sadness, I have touched the threshold of the Immortal Sect. In this way, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise."

Zhishen said with a lonely expression, but Zhang Yifeng understood at the side. It seemed that Zhishen had learned something from the fall of his master Jin Ling, and had touched the threshold of becoming an immortal.