The Dragon from Hell

I'm afraid even Jiang Zeyuan didn't expect that someone would be so straightforward.

Qin Feng's words were not an insult to Jiang Zeyuan, but they did shock him.

It was obvious that the person in front of him was just a junior, and he was only in his twenties. For everyone in the immortal gate who could live for hundreds of years, he was still a child.

But Jiang Zeyuan fell into silence for a long time because of a child's words.

He looked up and looked at the room behind Qin Feng, where Zhongli was lying.

Having been with Zhongli for more than a hundred years, he watched Zhongli change from an ignorant boy to what he is now.

The obsession in the boy's eyes became deeper and deeper, but the fire in his heart became more and more vigorous.

How could Jiang Zeyuan not know the reason why he stood out at the immortal gate conference today and was willing to detonate the golden elixir to die with Huang Qisi?

A young man who has just emerged and has a promising future dares to face those sharp eyes. What is he afraid of?

He wanted to say that he was different from Zhongli. He had stood on the top of the Immortal Gate and felt the scenery on the top of the mountain. Once he fell, he was shattered to pieces.

But Zhongli was still on the way to climb the mountain. He didn't know how fierce the wind was on the top of the mountain, and he didn't know what it felt like to have his limbs shattered when he fell down, so he could move forward.

But in Qin Feng's burning eyes, he felt that his idea was despicable.

After all, the person in front of him was also a young man, and a young man who was very similar to Zhongli.

Both Qin Feng and Zhongli had painful pasts. He didn't understand Qin Feng, but he always understood Zhongli.

Zhongli's fall to the Beast Taming Gate was a bloody scar.

As for Qin Feng, he had also heard why this young man became a mortal.

How dare he say that his pain at the time was far greater than that of the two young men?

After all, Qin Feng also said that everyone is different and has different limits of pain. How could he know that what the two young people experienced was not a terrible pain for them?

But they have already come out.

Although he has avoided entanglement with Qin Feng in the past two days, when he saw Qin Feng pick Wang Heng's spirit bones with one blow, Jiang Zeyuan, like Gusu He, also felt the sign of the coming storm.

This young man with white hair is definitely not just an ordinary bone.

Not to mention Zhongli, in the past hundred years, he saw with his own eyes how his apprentice crawled out of the mud.

Their pain may not be deeper than his own, but they are creating miracles with their thin bodies.

Although there is only a junior in front of him, Jiang Zeyuan still sighed: "I am ashamed."

When the two of them were talking, Mo Wenyuan bowed his head and listened to the side, and did not interrupt Qin Feng's words.

He was silent, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"I can answer your question. I still remember what happened back then. I can say that I have never forgotten it in my dreams for hundreds of years."

Jiang Zeyuan said: "But I guess you want more than just a rough memory of what I told you, right?"

Just now, Qin Feng also said that he wanted to know every detail in detail. Even if Jiang Zeyuan still remembered what happened back then, his memory was subjective after all. Some seemingly insignificant details might be ignored because of his subjective emotions.

So he said: "If you want to know more details, it is definitely not enough to rely on my oral description. If you are willing to wait, after the Xianmen Conference is over, I will give you a Forgetful River Stone, and you can go to see it in person."

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand what Jiang Zeyuan said.

When the latter first said it, he thought Jiang Zeyuan had something like a photo stone on him, which recorded everything that happened back then.

But Jiang Zeyuan actually asked him to go to the past and "see" it in person?

"Yes, if you go there in person, you may know more than I tell you." Jiang Zeyuan stroked his beard and glanced at Mo Wenyuan: "Of course, this still requires the help of your master."

Qin Feng was anxious and looked at Mo Wenyuan: "Master!"

"Tsk, you are here to repay my favor, not this kid's favor. Why does he ask you questions and cause me so much trouble?" Mo Wenyuan was unhappy.

Jiang Zeyuan gloated: "There is no way, who asked you to accept a good apprentice?"

This was returning Mo Wenyuan's words just now to him intact. Mo Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, pointing at Jiang Zeyuan and said: "You old man, don't you say that you are now smooth and sophisticated? Why, you don't pretend now?"

Jiang Zeyuan smiled: "After listening to some words, I don't want to pretend now. Anyway, whether I pretend or not, there will be people who can't tolerate it laterWe are master and disciple. If that's the case, why should I pretend?"

Jiang Zeyuan not only stopped pretending, but even cursed.

Mo Wenyuan didn't despise him, but laughed out loud: "Old man, you owe me another favor now!"

"Hey, I don't owe you one." After saying that, he turned to look at Qin Feng: "Now I owe you a favor, and I will give you my past, which is considered to be a repayment of your favor."

Qin Feng stood up and bowed solemnly: "Thank you, senior! "

When Jiang Zeyuan mentioned that he wanted to send his past to Qin Feng, he guessed what Jiang Zeyuan was going to do.

That was a more direct method than the image stone, which was to enter Jiang Zeyuan's soul and directly transmit his consciousness to Jiang Zeyuan's past, so that Qin Feng could become "Jiang Zeyuan" himself and experience everything that happened to him at that time.

But doing so might have a certain impact on Jiang Zeyuan's soul.

For a great cultivator like him, this little impact is nothing, but who would like others to get into their minds and read their memories?

Just this frankness was enough for Qin Feng to perform this ceremony.

Before Jiang Zeyuan responded, Mo Wenyuan on the side said in a gloomy way: "Haha, you just thank him, I haven't promised to help you yet."

Facing Mo Wenyuan, Qin Feng was much more casual, grinning: "Master, I believe you will not stand idly by. "

Mo Wenyuan sneered: "Don't be so playful with me. This Xianmen Conference has been held for three days, and you only made a move once. How can I see whether you have made any progress after sending you to the Sword Test Mountain?"

"I have to distract myself to heal Zhongli's injuries in the next two days. Your matter will be put aside. If you can't bring me the first place in the end, don't even think about it."

Hearing this, not to mention Qin Feng, even Jiang Zeyuan was a little surprised.

However, the two of them were surprised in different ways. Qin Feng didn't expect Mo Wenyuan to want to win the championship himself.

He looked serious and said firmly: "Qin Feng will definitely live up to the master's order!"