I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 3279
After leaving for several years, I came to this place again, with mixed feelings in my heart, Wu Feng hesitated at the door for a moment, and finally walked in with a little heart, but the white-browed mountain king was standing at the entrance of the cave, not daring to cross the thunder pool Half a step, like a general guarding the gate.

In front of him is the pile of dead bones, the senior who taught him the Xuantian Sword Art and the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, and even half of his mentor. He also seeks the method of longevity, but he sits at the bottom of this soul-breaking cliff. It's a dream, how many people in this world can achieve immortality?
Looking at the pile of dead bones in front of him, Wu Feng couldn't help sighing deeply, lifted his robe, and fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop", his expression extremely respectful and pious.

"Nian Xin, kneel down and kowtow with me." Wu Feng said to Xiao Nian Xin in a deep voice.

Looking at the pile of dead bones in front of him, Xiao Nianxin was still fearless, but still followed Wu Feng's instructions and knelt down beside him.

"Abba... who is he?"

"He is Abba's benefactor. Without him, maybe you would not be where you are now, and even more likely there would be no more Abba." Wu Feng said seriously.

Xiao Nianxin seemed to understand, but Wu Feng knelt on the ground and kowtowed, muttering to himself: "Senior, Wu Feng is a disciple of Maoshan, and he followed Master Qingfeng to practice Taoism earlier, so he can't worship under your old man's sect. It is really a helpless move, but we are both members of the Taoist sect, this disciple dares to call you senior, thank you for the gift of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword and Xuantian Sword Art, this disciple has been painstakingly studying this Xuantian Sword Art for the past few years , and now I have practiced the eighth sword style - dragon blood Xuanhuang! It can be regarded as a small success, presumably with time, the ninth sword style - flying dragon can be practiced no matter how high the sky is, your old man created this set of swords all his life The Dharma has not been lost, presumably your old man can rest in peace."

While speaking, Wu Feng respectfully kowtowed to the pile of dead bones, loudly, Xiao Nianxin was infected by such a solemn situation, and kowtowed along with Wu Feng.

Kowtow to give up, Wu Feng pulled Xiao Nianxin to stand up, and Wu Feng said respectfully again: "Senior, I still have some important things to do, and when I have time in the future, I will definitely come to visit your old man again, so farewell .”

As he said that, Wu Feng pulled Xiao Nianxin to turn around and left, but just as the two of them turned around, the dead bones that had been sitting there all this time suddenly fell to the ground with a "crash".

No one knows why, maybe the owner of this pile of dead bones is relieved to hear that his Xuantian Sword Art has finally been succeeded, so he is willing to leave here.

However, Wu Feng didn't feel the existence of any spirit body, and he couldn't explain why.

"Abba...I seemed to see an old man with a white beard smiling at us just now..." Xiao Nianxin suddenly shook Wu Feng's sleeves and said with his head raised.

"Where is he?" Wu Feng's heart tightened, and he asked hastily, his eyes were scanning around, he kept his eyes open all the time, but he couldn't see anything.

"He was standing behind the pile of dry bones just now, but he is gone now. It is an old man with a white beard. Nianxin saw it." Xiao Nianxin said again.

Wu Feng touched Xiao Nianxin's head, then looked at the pile of dead bones, and said solemnly: "Senior, you can go at ease, I will definitely not let you down..."

(End of this chapter)