I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 103 Resurrection from the Dead?
Wanxuanmen, Duanfeng.

The patrolling disciple lazily waved his patrol badge and dangled on the mountainside, looking at the Duanfeng sword face which was nearly a hundred feet away, he let out a long breath.

"Except for when the gate of the realm is opened, there is no one in this Duanfeng Peak. There is nothing to check."

The female disciple turned her hand, snatched the patrol badge from the male disciple, bent her eyebrows to meet his astonished gaze, and smiled sweetly, "If you keep fooling around like this, I will ask Uncle Du to kick you out of law enforcement." Hall."

The surprise faded away, the male disciple clasped his hands together as if begging, and said with a mournful face: "Oh, little senior sister, why did you come here suddenly, I won't dare again."

He stretched out both hands, begging for mercy: "Little sister, please return the patrol token to me, I swear that I will do a good job in the future."

"Okay, okay, just teasing you." The woman flicked the hand holding the token, and the token landed firmly in the hands of the male disciple.

The male disciple tied the patrol badge around his waist like a baby, leaned close to the woman, and asked flatteringly, "Young Senior Sister, do you need me?"

"What can I ask you for? I'm bored wandering around."

The woman bowed her hands indifferently, with her hands behind her back, and walked leisurely up the mountain.

The male disciple trotted all the way to keep up with the woman's pace, "It's empty up here, there's nothing to see here, why don't you go to the Martial Arts Field to have a look, little senior sister."

The woman didn't stop and continued walking up the mountain, "I've almost finished shopping around the entire outer gate, but Duanfeng has never been here. It is said that this mountain does not belong to the inner gate nor the outer gate, but is an independent mountain. .”

She looked back at the male disciple and asked, "Do you know the reason?"

Hearing this, the male disciple shrugged and replied: "Even my little senior sister doesn't know about it. How could I know such things? It must be the sect's secret history or something."

"It's Mo..."

"boom--"

There was a loud sound of falling heavy objects, which startled the birds in the forest to fly in panic, and the chirping birds suddenly sang.

The patrolling disciple was startled, subconsciously pulled out his sword and placed it in front of him, his eyes were fixed on the direction from which the sound came from.

For a long while, nothing unusual happened.

The woman glanced at the panicked and terrified male disciple, and chuckled, "You are too timid, Master Du dares to ask you to patrol?"

After being ridiculed by her, the patrolling disciple resentfully put away his sword, saw the woman couldn't straighten up from laughing, touched her head, and said embarrassingly: "Little Senior Sister, stop laughing." It was really embarrassing.

The woman put away her smile and glanced at Duanfeng's sword face, where the loud noise came from.

"Let's go up and see what's going on."

The girl walked away, and the patrolling disciple froze in place, only having time to let out a puzzled "Huh?" Seeing that the little senior sister's figure was almost covered by trees, he had no choice but to trot to follow.

Duanfeng's sword face is empty and empty, the sword energy is raging all year round, and no vegetation grows.

As soon as the patrolling disciples caught up, they found the figure of the little senior sister standing straight with her back to him, and there seemed to be something lying on the ground in front of her.

It can't be a dead person!

He tightened his throat, swallowed his saliva, and walked forward with slightly stiff legs and feet.

Standing two steps behind the woman, he didn't dare to look any further, and asked from a distance, "Little Senior Sister, what are you looking at?"

"Ah..." The woman woke up suddenly, looked back at him, squatted down and picked up the unconscious man's clothes, "It seems to be an inner disciple."

The snow-green imperial uniform is the symbol of inner sect disciples, although the robes on this person are a little tattered.

The token on his waist is engraved with the words "Wanxuan Fahua——Zhang Zheng", so it can be concluded that he should be a disciple of the Fahua lineage of the inner sect.

"Dead... dead?"

The woman gave him a strange look, "He's not dead, don't curse him."

After that, she stood up, bent down and hugged the unconscious man into her arms, and said to the patrolling disciples: "She looks like she was injured and fainted, I will take her to the elder first, you continue to patrol Bar."

"Okay, little senior sister has worked hard, go slowly."

……

Fahua Mountain, Yanlong Well Residence.

Duan Wuwei waved back the disciples who came to report, with an almost invisible burnout flashing in his eyes, he habitually opened and closed the book.

Zhang Zheng?

She came back unexpectedly, ten years later, even the soul lamp had been extinguished suddenly seven years ago, and everyone thought she had died long ago.

But today she unexpectedly appeared on Duanfeng Peak.

Ten years ago, he was busy day and night contacting Si Dao Sect, uniting all the sect families in the cultivation world to crusade against the Hermit Family.

In the end, they found the hiding place of the Hermit family after a lot of hard work, but it was empty, and there was nothing left, only empty houses.

This situation confirmed their suspicions. The Hermit family actually dared to practice the forbidden technique, using the spirit of many monks to perform sacrifices, forcefully opened the ladder, and ascended to the upper realm.

For a moment, the world of comprehension was full of anger, and everyone condemned them, but no matter what they did, the hidden family had already ascended to the upper realm, and everything was in vain.

Because he was too focused on the affairs of the hermit family, he didn't pay much attention to the missing Zhang Zheng. Even if he later learned that his soul lamp was extinguished, he regretted it for a moment, after all, he had expected it.

Whether she stayed in Xiaoqian World by accident or was trapped and lost in the void, she couldn't escape the word of death.

But she was really unexpected. She came back alive. The soul lamp was extinguished, but she was still alive. This made people wonder whether it was Zhang Zheng or some "house-robbing villain".

Frowning, Duan Wuwei flicked with one hand, and the gold-threaded messenger talisman fled away in a gust of wind.

Let's bring it back to recuperate first, and then check carefully after it is recovered.

……

Zhang Xiaoliang pushed aside the overgrown weeds, looked at the three characters "Wild Grass Cave" flying around in the cave, and asked doubtfully, "Is this the cave of Junior Sister Zhang Zheng?"

Wang Dawu put Zhang Zheng on the back lightly on the ground, twitched his nose, and said suspiciously: "It should be, I have never visited Senior Sister Zhang."

"In that case, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaoliang turned around and left down the mountain. Wang Dawu glanced worriedly at Zhang Zheng who was lying on the ground, then turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoliang who was about to disappear, and hurriedly ran down the mountain.

"Senior brother Zhang, don't we wait for her to wake up?"

"The elixir has been taken, and there is no problem after checking the dantian. She should wake up soon. There is no danger here, so there is no need to wait."

"But..." Is it really appropriate to throw people out of the cave?

Wang Dawu couldn't ask this sentence, Zhang Xiaoliang's figure flew away long ago.

He has been busy attacking golden elixir these days, if it wasn't for his master's communication talisman, he really wouldn't be willing to take a look at it, let alone give someone a life-saving elixir.

The two left one after the other, and only Zhang Zheng was left in front of the "Wild Grass Cave" lying on the cold stone slab like a dead body.

(End of this chapter)