The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng did not stand there in a daze. After coming to his senses, he hurriedly followed.

But he was a little confused now: Didn't Zhu Xing's master die a long time ago? Why did he say that the person in the back mountain was his master? Was it the original one, or the master he recognized later?

But these had little to do with him. He was more concerned about who the person in the back mountain was.

In fact, Qin Feng knew that the possibility was not great. If Long Daoling was really here, he shouldn't hide from meeting him.

But he was still very nervous on the way there. As long as there was a one in ten thousand chance, he didn't want to give up.

Although the back mountain was a forbidden area, the environment of the back mountain was actually no different from that of the front mountain. It was also a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the environment was particularly quiet.

And what surprised Qin Feng the most was that there was no restriction at all in the back mountain!

I thought that since the back mountain was a forbidden area, the sect would definitely set up a barrier here to prohibit others from entering.

But he followed Zhu Xing all the way to the back mountain and didn't feel the existence of any barrier or restriction.

Except for the red lines that can be vaguely seen in some woods, with bells tied on them, the tinkling sound is very pleasant when the wind blows.

But Qin Feng can be sure that those are definitely not barriers or traps, but look more like decorations.

Because he did not feel any spiritual power from them.

As if seeing his doubts, Zhu Xing glanced at him: "I know you must have a lot of questions in your stomach now, but I can't give you the answers now. When you meet the master, if he is willing, he will tell you naturally."

Zhu Xing didn't understand why the master let this kid in, although as a mortal, this kid is indeed unusually strong.

He has practiced for more than 300 years. What kind of proud son of heaven has he not seen in the Wuxiang Sect?

But it is the first time that Qin Feng has fought with him in his mortal body and did not lose the upper hand, and it should be the last time.

Perhaps the master also saw this point and asked Qin Feng to come to the back mountain.

The two of them went to the back mountain together. It turned out that there was also a small bamboo building in a similar position in the back mountain, which was even more exquisite than the one Qin Feng lived in.

The two-story small bamboo building was elegantly built. There was a pool of running water in the yard, and there was even a small waterwheel turning "gurgling", automatically watering the plants planted in the yard.

I thought that things planted in such a place should be spiritual plants, but Qin Feng looked closely and found that what was planted in the yard was actually very ordinary cabbage, and there was even rice on the other side.

It was a bit abrupt for such "earthly things" to appear here, unless the owner of this small bamboo building was not a member of the immortal sect at all.

But if not, Zhu Xing would not call the other party "Master", and this place would not become one of the forbidden areas in the sect.

The owner of the bamboo building must have something special to keep him in the Wuxiang Sect.

Qin Feng suddenly felt that he might have misunderstood before: perhaps the so-called forbidden area is not to imprison people here, but the people inside do not want to be disturbed, so other people are prohibited from entering.

"You wait here now."

When they arrived at the gate of the yard, Zhu Xing turned around and told Qin Feng to wait at the gate. He entered the yard first and knocked on the door: "Master, the person has arrived."

Looking at Zhu Xing's respectful and rigorous look, he was even more solemn than when he faced An Jingfu, which shows his respect for the people inside.

"Yeah."

The person inside responded, but did not show up for a long time.

Qin Feng stared at the door of the bamboo building nervously. Even though he knew that the possibility was not great, he still couldn't help but start to get nervous at this time.

——Crack!

After an unknown period of time, the door of the bamboo building suddenly opened, and a figure in a black robe walked out from inside.

The moment he saw this figure, Qin Feng was stunned.

The figure stood proudly, wearing a loose black robe, with long white hair and beard, and no intention to tie up his hair.

But even with his hair disheveled, the old man did not look sloppy at all, but rather a relaxed and carefree mountain master.

But what Qin Feng stared at was the old man's face.

Even though his hair was white, and even half of his face was covered by his beard, how could Qin Feng not recognize that face?

If it weren't for the owner of that face, he might have died in the car accident.

Even if he didn't die, he might have been just an ordinary person abandoned by his lover, hated by his family, and despised by society, even worse than an ordinary person.

It was the owner of that face who gave him the opportunity to choose his life again, and it was that person who gave him a glimmer of hope in despair.How could he not recognize him!

"Master, that mortal is right here..."

"Master!"

Before Zhu Xing finished his report, Qin Feng had already cried out.

Zhu Xing turned his head and looked at Qin Feng, with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Qin Feng, who are you calling?"

Qin Feng made quite a noise. After he called out, in addition to Zhu Xing, the old man also looked at him, without any emotion on his face.

But Qin Feng didn't care about so much. He ran in from the yard without getting the old man's consent and arrived in front of the old man in two or three steps.

He stared at the old man's face, his eyes were full of tears, his eyes were red, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Zhu Xing was confused when he saw this: the man who had been fighting with him to death with a stern face just a stick of incense before, now had tears all over his face.

And from his appearance, he seemed to know the master. His expression looked like a child who had been wronged outside and saw his parents, and couldn't wait to run up and tell his grievances.

"Brother Qin Feng, what did you call just now?" Zhu Xing felt puzzled and couldn't help asking.

But Qin Feng didn't care about him at all, just staring at the old man in front of him, wanting to get closer but afraid of disturbing the old man, so he could only tremble and say: "Master, is it you, Master? Are you here to take me home? Do you know, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect you to be here!"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, the old man's face, which was originally calm, showed some doubts in his eyes: "You called me Master?"

——Plop!

Qin Feng did not answer, but knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed to the old man three times: "I am an unfilial disciple. I was unable to serve you after fulfilling Master's wish. I am incompetent and have fallen into trouble again. I have to trouble Master to come!" After kowtowing, Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the old man and choked up: "Master, I... I really miss you!"