Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 2935 Meet the teachers
Those Jianmen disciples knelt down in front of Chu Fengmian, raised their heads, and looked at the cloud of blood in Chu Fengmian's hands.

With their eyesight, they could tell that the cloud of blood in Chu Fengmian's palm was definitely something extraordinary.

"go."

Chu Fengmian muttered silently, from the cloud of blood mist, dozens of drops of blood essence were differentiated, flew towards those Jianmen disciples, and immediately merged into the bodies of these Jianmen disciples in front of them.

Many of these Jianmen disciples suffered severe torture and beatings from Misty Shrine, and even some injuries have already lost their vitality and affected their lifespan. Some disciples who were only tens of years old, Now they all look like gray-haired old men.

This is the effect of excessive vitality consumption.

And Chu Fengmian's blood mist contained surging essence of vitality, which could just make up for their lost vitality.

As the drops of blood essence merged into the bodies of these Jianmen disciples, many of the already gray-haired Jianmen disciples suddenly changed their vigor and turned into the faces of young people.

Chu Fengmian only consumed a small part of the blood mist, and it made up for the lost vitality of these Jianmen disciples.

"Thank you old man."

Seeing the changes in their bodies, those Jianmen disciples were extremely happy. They felt that their physical condition seemed to be better than before they were taken away by Misty Shrine.

After realizing all this, those Jianmen disciples hurriedly thanked them.

They also know how difficult it is to restore the vitality they have consumed.

Prolonging life is the most difficult thing among warriors, especially prolonging the life of others. Only some existences who have reached the pinnacle of alchemy can have such ability. Only the master of a sect can invite people to prolong life. The existence of them is simply a luxury for ordinary disciples like them.

Now that Chu Fengmian actually did this for them, this completely dispelled many Jianmen disciples' doubts about Chu Fengmian's identity as the "Old Patriarch".

If they weren't the ancestors of Jianmen, how could they be willing to pay such a high price to restore them to life.

Seeing the eyes of those Jianmen disciples, Chu Fengmian smiled casually. He owns Jianmu, which can condense the fruit of life and obtain a large amount of pure vitality. It is true that he can restore the vitality of others in this way.

Of course, this is why Chu Fengmian chose to do this because he took a fancy to the loyalty of these Jianmen disciples to Jianmen.

"You go back first."

Chu Fengmian waved his hand.

Ling Zheng and Ling Jia hurriedly got up and left with the other Jianmen disciples.

This valley is big enough, and the disciples of Jianmen also opened up some caves on the other side of the valley as caves to restore strength and recover from injuries.

After all, they have been imprisoned by Misty Shrine for so long and suffered so much torture. Even if Chu Fengmian restores their vitality now, it will take some time for them to recover from their injuries.

Watching the other Sword Sect disciples leave, several figures not far away walked towards Chu Fengmian after talking for a while.

These figures are the elders of Jianmen, Ling Gan, the master of Jianmen, Mo Hong, the ancestor of Jianmen, and others.

The other Jianmen disciples believed in the existence of Chu Fengmian, the "old ancestor", but for the elders of Jianmen, the master Ling Gan, did they know that there was no such a so-called "father" in Jianmen? Patriarch.

The real founder of Jianmen is nothing but Mo Hong, he is the oldest ancestor.

Now, where did this so-called ancestor come from, they couldn't figure it out.

In particular, Chu Fengmian still has a fierce reputation, one refers to the Demon Lord, they have heard of this name in Jiuhuatian, it is said that this is a peerless demon who kills without blinking an eye.

Inexplicably rescued by a demon, these Jianmen elders are also full of doubts.

With doubts, these people hesitated to talk for a while, and it was Mo Hong who walked towards Chu Fengmian.

Mo Hong walked over, walking with difficulty. As the patriarch of Jianmen, he suffered the most torture. If it wasn't for Misty Shrine's unwillingness to let him die, and has been hanging his life with pills, now Mo Hong might have already died. Died under the torment of Misty Shrine.

Looking at Mo Hong, Chu Fengmian also hastily moved his mind, and a cloud of blood mist parted from his palm, covering Mo Hong's side.

"Recover your injuries first."

Chu Fengmian said, and at the same time distributed some blood mist to the other elders of Jianmen.

Mo Hong hesitated for a moment, but quickly swallowed the blood mist. Chu Fengmian didn't need to take risks to save them from the Ethereal Palace if he wanted to harm them.

Soon, as the huge vitality in the blood mist merged into Mo Hong's body, his broken body was being repaired a little bit, and he became younger and younger.

But half an hour.

Mo Hong in front of him has changed from a white-haired old man struggling to walk, to a young man in his early 20s.

This is Mo Hong's real appearance, and it is also the appearance in Chu Fengmian's memory.

Although Mo Hong is over ten thousand years old, for an immortal, this is still an extremely young age. His white-haired appearance is only aged to that extent because of countless tortures by Misty Shrine .

Now this cloud of blood mist from Chu Fengmian has recovered all of Mo Hong's lost vitality.

"This this."

Looking at his own changes, Mo Hong couldn't believe it.

The other Jianmen disciples also took on a new look, their aura has stabilized a lot, and their injuries have also recovered.

"Thank you senior..."

Mo Hong wanted to salute just now, but was helped up by Chu Fengmian.

"Eighth senior brother doesn't have to do that."

Chu Fengmian said with emotion.

"I didn't expect that ten thousand years later, I would still meet Eighth Senior Brother one day."

"Eighth senior brother?"

Hearing Chu Fengmian's address to Mo Hong, the other Jianmen elders were taken aback, as if they didn't understand at all.

Only Mo Hong's face changed suddenly, and he stared at Chu Fengmian for a long time before he said tentatively.

"You, who are you?"

"Under Tianjue Peak, that young man practicing sword."

Chu Fengmian said calmly.

Tianjue Peak is where the Sword Dao Sect used to be.

In Chu Fengmian's previous life, as a body of Jiujue, he was unable to practice, so he devoted himself to practicing swords under Tianjue Peak. Many disciples of the master of swordsmanship had taught him.

"Jianbai, junior brother?"

Mo Hong's voice trembled a little, as if he couldn't believe all of this.

"it's me."

Chu Fengmian looked at Mo Hong with a smile on his face. It was indeed something that made Chu Fengmian extremely happy to see his senior brother from the same sect after ten thousand years.

(End of this chapter)