The Path to Immortality

Riverside.

Seeing the large ship parked near the shore from a distance, Yan Xu and Dong Xiangtian, who had fled here in embarrassment, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Black Lin Jiao that appeared later, driven by hatred, was the first to chase Liu Wuchen.

Yan Xu and Dong Xiangtian managed to escape, so they could have just fled back. But Yan Xu went the extra mile and suggested flying back in a circle, saying it was safer.

Who would have thought that after being thrown away by Liu Wuchen, the Black Lin Jiao turned around angrily and began to chase the other monks, and happened to bump into the two people flying around.

The result was another round of pursuit!

A disciple named Hong who was traveling with the two men unfortunately died in the mouth of the black linjiao.

The two of them seized the opportunity created by the sacrifice of their companions and managed to escape.

"I'm scared to death. There's actually a black phoenix!"

Yan Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. He felt that today's action was particularly exciting.

Dong Xiangtian also said happily: "Fortunately, the second black phoenix dragon appeared late. Otherwise, if it had been a moment earlier, you and I might all have died here."

As a body-refining cultivator, he was on the front line throughout the whole process and was seriously injured. This time he suffered a big loss.

Maybe even the subsequent outer door competition will be affected a little bit.

But when he thought of his companions who died in the mouth of the Black Lin Jiao, the injuries on his body suddenly seemed to be nothing.

"Junior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Dong!"

Seeing the two people flying back from afar, Liu Wuchen, who was standing at the boarding area with an expressionless face, finally softened his expression and nodded towards the two people.

Putting away the flying sword, Yan Xu glanced at the few five or six figures on the boat, his heart sank, and asked: "How many people are still not back?"

Liu Wuchen said in a serious tone: "There are still four people who have no news, I'm afraid..."

Yan Xu sighed and said, "Junior brother Hong who came with us has unfortunately died in the belly of a dragon. By the way, where is junior brother Fang Ping?"

Liu Wuchen shook his head: "The two junior brothers, Sun Chuange and Fang Ping, have been standing close to the river in order to intercept the monsters that may attack. When the second black linjiao appeared, it attacked with hatred, and it seemed that the two of them were beaten. Entering the bottom of the river. Oh, I hope Jiren will have his own destiny."

Hearing what Liu Wuchen said, Yan Xu's heart sank.

Even if it is only affected by the spell of a ten-level qi-training monster, it is not something that two mid-level qi-training monks can easily resist!

The power of Guishui hidden in the waves can break bones and muscles and cause fatal injuries if it hits a single wave.

"well!"

He also sighed in frustration.

I finally met an outer sect disciple who was talented in alchemy. I originally thought that by making friends with him, we might have a good relationship in the future, but I didn't expect that I would be killed in an operation that should have been a sure thing.

God’s will is truly unpredictable!

At this time, the outer disciple surnamed Wang, who had provided the information and the ship, walked over with a gentle step.

Asking for instructions: "Senior Brother Liu, should we drive the boat farther? Although this place is located on the riverside, there is no guarantee that the black linjiao will not follow the monk's traces and chase it here..."

"No hurry, just wait!"

Liu Wuchen waved his hand and directly stopped the disciple named Wang from speaking.

Whether it was because some of the monks who had not yet returned encountered an accident and were delayed, or it was simply to protect his image, he could not leave in such a hurry.

Otherwise, it will inevitably leave people with a cold-blooded and cold sense.

This is very detrimental to his future development within the sect.

The disciple surnamed Wang hesitated to speak, but did not dare to disobey Liu Wuchen's wishes, so he could only step aside anxiously.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Liu Wuchen, who had been paying attention to the movements on the river, suddenly moved his eyes.

"Sure enough, there are still people who survived!"

Yan Xu raised his head and took a few glances, also showing joy: "It's Junior Brother Fang Ping!"

Gongsun Qing, who had just changed his clothes and walked out of the cabin, was equally impressed by Fang Ping, an alchemy apprentice, and said happily: "I can come back safely. It seems that this junior brother Fang is also blessed."

While they were talking, Fang Ping flew over with his sword and landed safely on the bow of the ship.

"Thank you for your hard work, Junior Brother Fang!"

Liu Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief. With one more person back, he would have less responsibility this time.

Not to mention, he knew that Fang Ping could now refine Yuan Ning Dan, and its value was already extraordinary!

"I guess I survived the catastrophe. When I was swept into the bottom of the river, I almost thought I was finished..."

Facing the concerned glances, Fang Ping's face was full of joy and fear, as if he was still frightened by the previous experience and didn't want to mention it again.

Liu Wuchen could probably imagine that Fang Ping's escape process must have been quite dangerous, so he was very considerate and did not ask further questions.

He just said: "It will be good if people come back. By the way, Junior Brother Sun Chuange, Junior Brother Sun, and Junior Brother Zhuang, have you seen them?"

Fang Ping shook his head: "I was injured by the Black Lin Jiao's spell and was dragged into the river bottom again. I was busy struggling and didn't notice the whereabouts of Senior Brother Sun. As for Senior Brother Zhuang, didn't he evacuate with you? I I haven’t seen it from beginning to end.”

"Then just wait."

Liu Wuchen couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. Since Fang Ping could come back, maybe the other two could too?

But this hope disappeared the next moment.

An angry black dragon roar came faintly from the north of Jiangxin Island.

Fang Ping was not very worried.

He guessed that when Hei Linjiao returned, he probably found that his water residence had been invaded.

But I left an egg for it!

Under this situation, even if the Black Scaled Dragon was furious, it would most likely not completely lose its mind and start a second hunt.

However, other people did not know this.

Hearing the roar faintly, everyone thought that the Black Scaled Dragon was so angry that it had not given up the hunt.

Dong Xiangtian and others immediately looked at Liu Wuchen: "Senior Brother Liu, the situation is not right. For the sake of safety, let's retreat first."

"This... Junior Brother Sun and the others are still..."

Liu Wuchen looked very hesitant and entangled.

Seeing this, Gongsun Qing also said: "Junior Brother Sun, Junior Brother Zhuang and the others, if they are still alive, they can control the flying magic weapon to return by themselves. If it really doesn't work, you can ask Junior Brother Wang to bring people to search again in a few days. The most urgent thing is to avoid the Black Scaled Dragon first."

Seeing that everyone agreed, Liu Wuchen reluctantly nodded.

He said with deep guilt: "Alas, for everyone's safety, we can only withdraw first. After two days, I will personally bring people to look for them. I will give an explanation to Junior Brother Sun and the others and everyone else."

As he said this, he called the disciple surnamed Wang to give him a few words, and then he took the lead in controlling the sword light and flew into the air.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and immediately followed, returning along the way they came.

Seeing these masters from the outer sect leave, the disciple surnamed Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Without any hesitation, he immediately called the Wang family members on the boat to follow the sail and run away!

Soon, the big ship slowly sailed away from the river bank, drifted downstream, and gradually disappeared.

Until the island in the middle of the river gradually became hazy and disappeared in the rain and fog, the black-scaled dragon did not chase after it.

At this moment, the people who had flown dozens of miles away finally let go of their hanging hearts.