Xianlu Spring and Autumn

The blue sea is full of tides, and the sky is clean. In the bright sky, not even a few white clouds can be seen.

The waves beat against the winding sandy beach, and the edge of the sandy beach is covered with trees more than ten feet high, with verdant leaves, as big as a canopy, blocking the blazing sun.

Under the shade of the trees, there are six figures standing or sitting.

Ji Cangmang was dressed in a moon-white robe and stood with his hands behind his back. On his majestic and resolute face, there was a pair of tiger eyes, looking at the distant sky, the expression in his eyes seemed calm, but there were subtle waves.

For the always calm Ji Cangmang, it was really rare.

Beside him is a young monk in the late stage of Jindan, taller than Ji Cangmang, extremely tall and straight, but his appearance is quite different, only counting Zhou Zheng, the expression on his face is very similar to Ji Cangmang, But no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of deliberate imitation.

This son is exactly the Wang Zhongling that Ye Bai sent to the Yuanlong Daozong back then. Thousands of years later, he also has the cultivation base of the late Jindan stage, and because he has learned Ji Cangmang's All Heavens and Ten Thousand Laws Wheel Turning Heart Sutra, he is now in the sea of ​​​​burial gods, Also has the reputation of all-round talent.

After paying homage to Ji Cangmang's seat and studying for a period of time, Wang Zhongling realized what a brilliant teacher Ye Bai had chosen for him.

Ji Cangmang is not just able to quickly transform vitality, he has his own unique and incisive insights into every kind of vitality spells, and after mastering them, he has created many spells that mix vitality of several systems. It is so powerful that even Tianqizi, the suzerain of Yuanlong Daozong, is full of praise.

After seeing Ji Cangmang's brilliance, Wang Zhongling also developed deep admiration for him in his heart, and he learned his appearance in every word and deed, even his strictness and self-discipline.I also learned a lot.

"Eldest brother, our Feijing Island is not far from here, why did we come so early? No one has come yet."

The voice came from behind Wang Zhongling, and the tone was a little lazy.

The person who spoke had slender cheeks, as if enjoying a rare leisure time.Head resting on hands, leaning on a tree trunk.

This person is Luo Men, another surviving disciple of the Mingyue Peak lineage of Lianyun Taoist Sect. Beside him, there are three monks sitting cross-legged in meditation. One is the baby-faced Xiao Tianwen, and the other is as handsome as Jade's Li Chengfeng.

The last one was an ordinary-looking, slender young man, who was the only surviving disciple of Lianyun Daozong Yuan Mofeng's lineage, Yu Wenlong.

All four are half-step Nascent Soul cultivation bases.However, the aura of Li Chengfeng and Yu Wenlong was much stronger than that of Luo Men and Xiao Tianwen.

Others were fine, but Yu Wenlong's cultivation aptitude was obviously inferior to Li Chengfeng's, and now he is on par with him. This also shows how crazy and assiduous he was in cultivation after Xiong Xun's death.

Hear Roman's voice.Xiao Tianwen raised his eyelids, but Li Chengfeng and Yu Wenlong didn't move at all.It's like being in the quietest secret room with no one in it.

"There are two reasons!"

Ji Cangmang didn't look back, and said in a calm and forceful voice: "First, I don't like others waiting for me. Second, the juniors and younger sisters from other peaks will definitely not wait until the last day to come, so we have to arrive sooner than they do. morning."

Roman's eyes flickered slightly.Nodding his head, he said, "Elder brother is right."

After finishing speaking, Luomen looked at Wang Zhongling's back with a playful expression, and said with a smile: "Zhongling, you don't have to learn from the big brother at this time, we are people from other peaks of Lianyun Daozong. You are not familiar, Why don't you sit down and work on your spells."

"No, I know someone very well."

Wang Zhongling didn't turn his head, his voice was equally low and powerful, and he said calmly, "Uncle Ye Bai is very kind to me. I should stand and wait for him."

Regardless of his demeanor and accent, he was exactly the same as Ji Cangmang.

Luo Men was startled when he heard the words, the scene when Ye Bai brought Wang Zhongling to Yuanlong Daozong suddenly flooded into his mind, his brows furrowed slightly.

At the same time, Li Chengfeng and Yu Wenlong also opened their eyes fiercely, and their eyes were shining brightly.

Li Chengfeng had a complex expression on his face, paused for a few breaths, and finally calmed down, closed his eyes again, and continued to meditate.

After pondering for a while, Yu Wenlong withdrew his gestures, stood up, and walked to Wang Zhongling's side without saying a word.

Ji Cangmang withdrew the corner of his eye from Li Chengfeng's body, nodded secretly, then turned to look at Yu Wenlong and said, "Wenlong, you continue to practice, Ye Bai is easy-going, so he won't be overwhelmed by these trivial matters. Displeased."

Yu Wenlong shook his head directly, and said without hesitation: "No, Brother Ye's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. I'm afraid I won't be able to repay his life-saving grace in this life. It's right to give up a little training time and wait for him."

Ji Cangmang pondered for a while, and didn't persuade him any more.

On the God Burying Sea, monks were like a cloud, killing more people. Although the place where everyone is located is a remote island, there are also many monks who kill people and seize treasures. They came here in a panic. After sensing the powerful aura of Ji Cangmang and others Immediately left in a hurry.

Ji Cangmang didn't even look at it, his eyes kept falling on the horizon.

Half an hour later, Ji Cangmang's eyes suddenly moved, flashed a soft color, and laughed like he was talking to himself: "Finally, there are two here."

Everyone followed his gaze, only to see a sword light grazing straight towards the island.

Above the sword light, two figures stood proudly.

The leader was of medium build, rather handsome, a young man, Shangguan Fei, the only remaining disciple of the Wufenggu lineage of Lianyun Daozong.

The other person was a tall, rough young man with rough skin, only inch long hair, eyes full of excitement, and his cultivation was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, presumably he was Shangguan Fei's disciple.

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When the sword light fell on the beach, Shangguan Fei glanced at everyone, with a stern expression, he strode up to Ji Cangmang and said, "Elder brother, I'm here!"

The voice was deep and thick, completely different from Ye Bai's frivolous appearance when he first met him.

Ji Cangmang looked at him carefully, and said in surprise, "Junior Brother Shangguan, when did you break through to the Nascent Soul Realm?"

Although Ji Cangmang seldom came out of the Yuanlong Taoist sect, the sect has its own channels to collect information from all parties. Except for the Zizhulin lineage, he has a general understanding of the cultivation realms of the other sects.Shangguan Fei's cultivation aptitude is even worse than Li Chengfeng's, and now he has entered the Nascent Soul Stage earlier than Li Chengfeng. Although his breath is still a little floating, it is indeed the genuine Nascent Soul Stage People are surprised.

Several other people looked at Shangguan Fei's eyes and were also a little surprised, and Li Chengfeng's eyes even showed bitterness and regret.

Shangguan Fei smiled and said: "Just a few years ago, even I was a little surprised. I originally thought that I would not be able to break through before this reunion. I guess it should have taken advantage of the recasting of the Dao Heart. Since the Dao Heart was recast thousands of years ago After that, my aptitude for cultivation seems to have improved a bit."

Ji Cangmang nodded happily. He also knew a little about what happened to Shangguan Fei back then. Now that he saw his prodigal son turn back, he became more stable, and he was really happy in his heart.

Shangguan Fei and the others at Mingyue Peak nodded, and finally looked at Yu Wenlong, with a slightly lowered gaze, and said, "Wenlong, I'm sorry for what happened back then, if you Yuan Mofeng need help in the future, just ask me .”

Thousands of years ago, Yuan Mofeng's disciples belonged to Fuyu Immortal Sect, which was quite close to Shangguan Fei's Baihe Sect, but the two disciples did not support each other. There was a fight, and they broke up in the end.

Although Xiong Xun's death had nothing to do with Shangguan Fei, Shangguan Fei still felt a little guilty in his heart.

Yu Wenlong only glanced at him slightly, then turned his eyes away, and said lightly: "No need, I will take responsibility for our Yuan Mofeng's affairs."

Obviously, Yu Wenlong still couldn't let go of Shangguan Fei.

A gloomy look flashed across Shangguan Fei's eyes, he didn't say any more, and called the rough youth to introduce to everyone. The rough youth's name was Si Hao, and he was an apprentice Shangguan Fei had accepted more than a hundred years ago.

This son could tell at a glance that he was a bold master, but at this moment, facing so many multi-infants and Golden Core monks, he was honest, stepped forward respectfully, and saluted one by one, not daring to be presumptuous.

Ji Cangmang presented him with a high-grade magic weapon, and he was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it until Shangguan Fei scolded him before he restrained himself.

The two master and apprentice walked aside by themselves and waited.

After more than an hour, there was a roaring wind, howling, and the breath was cold and harsh!

Ji Cangmang looked at where the wind was coming from, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Ye Yu and the others are here!" (To be continued...)