Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

The old man was very sad.

Qin Feng was very sad.

Unlike Cao Yu and others, Senior Brother Li Xiaoshan was half of Qin Feng's master.

Master Xuanyin was basically a hands-off shopkeeper. Many of Qin Feng and other fellow disciples' skills were taught by Li Xiaoshan.

Even if they encountered any problems in their practice, they would ask Li Xiaoshan, and he would basically answer their questions patiently.

No one in Xuanyin Peak was dissatisfied with his senior brother, even Lin Yidao, who was so arrogant that he was no exception.

Therefore, Qin Feng's grief expression was not a false one.

Qin Feng's mind was still constantly surfacing the scene when he bumped into Li Xiaoshan a month ago, sitting on the four-winged red-scaled giant python with high spirits, instructing him on the "Nether Water Sword Art"...

Master Xuanyin said in a deep voice:

"I want to find the bad luck of Jiulie God. There are still some disciples of our sect over at Tiangou Cliff. Who of you will go to bring them back?"

"Disciple is willing to go!"

Xiong Lie, Lin Yidao, Qin Feng and others volunteered.

Master Xuanyin glanced at his remaining six disciples, and finally fell on Qin Feng, giving him a small golden sword.

"You can go to Tiangou Cliff."

Lin Yidao immediately became anxious:

"Master, let me go to pick up the remains of my senior brother. I am in the Jindan stage, and my sixth junior brother is only in the middle stage of the Tao. If I go to Tiangou Cliff, I am afraid that people will laugh at me for having no one in Xuanyin Peak..."

"I have made up my mind, no need to say more!"

After Master Xuanyin said this, he waved his sleeves and flew away.

...

Hongmu Ridge Tiangou Cliff is located at the southern end of Yuanzhou, tens of thousands of miles away from the Netherworld Mountains.

Even though Qin Feng slept in the open and almost never stopped flying on his sword, it took him nearly a month.

At a glance, there were mountains and ridges that were covered by poisonous mists everywhere, and it was unknown where Hongmu Ridge Tiangou Cliff was.

Qin Feng took out the golden sword given to him by Master Xuanyin, injected his true essence, and the golden sword immediately flew away.

After a while, a burly man wearing animal skins and with a green snake hanging from each ear stepped on a flying knife, broke through the poisonous mist, and came to Qin Feng.

"Are you a disciple of Master Xuanyin of the Netherworld Ghost Sect?"

Qin Feng bowed and saluted: "Yes, may I know your name?"

The man said: "My name is Yao Kaishan, please follow me!"

As he said that, he took Qin Feng to fly around the mountain in front, flying over several dangerous places.

There were hundreds of stone peaks of different sizes along the way. If there was no one leading him, Qin Feng would have been dizzy at this time.

After passing through another large col, the surrounding area suddenly became beautiful.

Looking around, there were fairy forests and flowers everywhere, as brilliant as brocade.

Flying for about a hundred miles, passing through two human-shaped statues over a hundred feet high, a flat land about three hundred miles wide appeared in the mountains ahead.

This should be the Tiangou Cliff of Hongmu Ridge.

Qin Feng saw that the cliff was in ruins, many buildings had collapsed into ruins, and people were walking through it from time to time.

On each side of the two tall cave doors, there was a big man holding a flaming stone spear and disheveled hair. After seeing Qin Feng and Yao Kaishan, he neither stopped nor greeted them, but just stared at the front without moving.

Qin Feng followed Yao Kaishan into the cave and saw that it was very spacious, with torches everywhere, and the end could not be seen at a glance.

It was just that the cave was as big as a palace, but there was no one inside, and it seemed extremely quiet.

Suddenly, Qin Feng felt a flash of red light in front of his eyes, and his mind was in a trance.

When he stabilized his mind again, he saw a middle-aged monk with a face as red as fire, hair like cinnabar, and wearing Miao costumes in front of him.

Needless to say, this person should be the legendary red-haired ancestor.

On the way to Tiangou Cliff in Hongmu Ridge, Qin Feng had already known about this red-haired ancestor. He knew that he was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, a man of both good and evil, very good at refining weapons, and his Taoism was unfathomable.

However, he had always lived in the distant East China Sea, so the cultivators in the Nether Mountain Range had basically never heard of his name...

"Are you also the disciple of Xuanyin? Compared with the heroic Li Wazi, you are far behind."

The red-haired ancestor looked at Qin Feng and frowned.

Qin Feng bowed and said:

"I am Qin Feng, meet the senior, the master asked me to take the rest of the fellow disciples back to the mountain..."

Before Qin Feng finished speaking, the red-haired ancestor smiled and said, "Hey, your fellow disciples are not worse than you in cultivation, and their injuries are almost healed. Why do you need to lead them back to the mountain?

Xuan

Yin Laoer sent you here just to question me... Who the hell would have expected that old thief would have Nine Fierce Yin Thunder?"

The red-haired ancestor couldn't help but curse at the end, looking extremely angry.

He then took a deep breath and said to Qin Feng:

"Go back and tell your master, and tell him that I owe him a favor this time. If you need me in the future, I will go through fire and water without hesitation. Besides..."

As the red-haired ancestor spoke, he took out a red pill and handed it to Qin Feng:

"This is Guiyuan Pill, which can increase the chance of a Taoist monk breaking through the Jindan stage by 20%. Just consider it as my apology."

"A pill that can increase the chance of breaking through the Jindan stage by 20%? "

After hearing this, Qin Feng's heart suddenly started pounding. With trembling hands, he took the Guiyuan Pill and carefully put it in a jade bottle.

After that, the red-haired ancestor said nothing more, turned into a ball of red light, and disappeared...

Qin Feng stayed at Tiangou Cliff for one night, and the next day he took the remaining four fellow disciples and set off to return to Youming Mountain.

The four of them were somewhere else when the Nine-Fierce Yin Thunder exploded, so they survived.

As for the rest of the people, there was really nothing left, and Qin Feng's wish to take the bones of the eldest brother back to the sect was also in vain...

As the red-haired ancestor said before, these four people have the cultivation of the entry period, and can fly with flying tools, so they don't need Qin Feng to bring them at all.

Among them, Li Xiaoshan's The eldest disciple Lei Peng had already entered the late stage of Taoism, and his cultivation was comparable to Qin Feng's.

They all seemed to be holding back a grudge, and without waiting for Qin Feng, they all flew very fast and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Qin Feng shook his head and finally held the formation and flew.

After passing through dozens of isolated peaks, Qin Feng suddenly heard a very slight and familiar strange cry, and felt a little strange.

However, he had been eating nine-processed Huangjing for many years, and his ears and eyes were several times more sensitive than ordinary people. He believed that he would not hear it wrong.

After a pause, he really heard the corner again, and then he pressed the sword to escape and followed the sound.

Soon after, Qin Feng stopped in front of an inconspicuous cave,

"This is... a four-winged red-scaled python? "

Qin Feng was shocked to see his senior brother's mount in the cave!

He subconsciously thought that his senior brother Li Xiaoshan was not dead. After a quick search, he was disappointed to find that only this bloody four-winged giant python was there...