Yizhou, Shenhuatian.
Jianmu, as tall as a pillar holding up the sky, has provided a sheltered home for countless creatures, so much so that many mortals living in its territory only think that Yizhou is just a region of Jianmu.
The ancients often said that it is difficult to cross the mountains. Anyone who has lost his way and meets by chance is a guest from a foreign land.
When this sentence comes to the monks, there is no difficult mountain for them to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, but when facing Jianmu, who is said to lead directly to the immortal world, no one will not keep the word awe firmly in their hearts.
No one would regard this ancient spiritual tree, which seems to have gathered the pressure of all the world in Kyushu, as just a rotten tree on a high point.
More than ten years have passed, and now a rather unique house has been built next to Wu Renfu's dilapidated thatched hut on the high ground.
The wooden house is built facing the sun. Even though the doors and windows are closed, warm light still penetrates leisurely into it. Outside, there are all kinds of tranquil and refined flowers and trees dotted around it, making the whole house look elegant and extraordinary.
And if you look closely, you will find that there is an extremely deep defensive formation extending out from the four corners of the hut.
This formation does not block sunlight but can effectively isolate sound and dust. It seems to be to make the people living inside more comfortable and peaceful. Even now, two powerful monks of similar stature are fighting each other. When the spiritual power hits the formation wall cover, it immediately turns into little water ripples, and then dissipates invisible.
Both of them are tall and heroic men. One of them is wearing a blue monk's robe embroidered with mica water patterns. His waistband is elegant and shiny. Together with the life-size giant sword held in one hand, it is like the word "powerful". It is directly engraved on the muscles of the body, giving people a very strong visual impact.
Surprisingly, it was Wu Renfu’s direct disciple, Chihanjian, Xu Jingyang!
On the ground above him stood a plainly dressed swordsman in white.
Unlike ordinary monks who like to keep their hair long, this man's hair is short and neat. The long sword in his hand is also a regular red-tasseled white handle. His appearance is quite ordinary, as if he has no special characteristics.
But despite this, with his thick eyebrows and square face, he seems to be born with a chivalrous spirit. Just like his solid and majestic body, he can carry justice on his shoulders and sweep away evil and sycophants with his sword.
Even though there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of him, he leaves safety and hope behind for all his friends and brothers who respect him, follow him, and surrender to him.
White swordsman, Bai Zhizheng!
Now he has an even louder nickname, Bai Jianxian!
In the blink of an eye, the years have not left any trace on Bai Zhizheng's face. He is still as tall and majestic. The long sword cuts down the dust in the void, and the shadow of the sword reflects the afterglow of the setting sun. He stands proudly in the sky and the earth. between.
The two swordsmen closed their eyes and opened them at the same time. As Bai Zhizheng's sword rotated, the high place of Jianmu, which was like spring all year round, seemed to have suddenly stepped into the freezing cold.
The entire sword turned into a white jade plate, and the sword tassel became the red stamens adorning the pear blossoms. The flowers bloomed, and countless spiritual lights poured out, and then turned into a snow sword and frost knife, facing Xu Jingyang with the softness of the pistils. So strong!
"Well done!"
Xu Jingyang smiled at the corners of his mouth, the blue light of his life-sized giant sword surged, and the Kaitian Sword suddenly slashed out, freezing all the countless spiritual blades. Then the long sword turned from blue to orange, and actually ignited Bai Zhizheng's pistil-like sword light!
Fire with ice!
Bai Zhi's face did not change color, the divine light in his pupils was blazing, and a blurry shadow dimly lit up behind him, and a burst of purple mist seemed to rise that made people afraid to look directly.
"Disperse!"
Holding the rapidly rotating long sword, Bai Zhizheng suddenly shouted loudly. In an instant, the spiritual fire all over the sky turned into roaring purple flames, like a prisoner dragon that had broken free of its shackles, and rushed towards the unsuspecting Xu Jingyang!
"Hahahaha, awesome! So happy!"
The phantom purple flames were like a supreme command, which was so painful that Ling Han lowered his head and retreated. Xu Jingyang, the direct teacher, could only defend with his sword.
What's interesting is that except for the part of these purple flames that hit the newly built hut, the rest, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, all converged on the fingertips of a young man watching the battle.
The leader of the Shenhuatian Sect, the Hermit Sword, Wu Renfu!
Bai Zhizheng in the Concentration Realm was naturally no match for Xu Jingyang in the Wind Control Realm, but after suppressing his strength, the senior brother actually felt a little threatened and troubled by the newly joined junior brothers. He had not seen such interesting things in hundreds of years. pass.
The most important thing is that Bai Zhi's achievements in swordsmanship are extraordinary. Many of his moves are his own, and they are full of firepower. In time, he will definitely become a good opponent of him!
"Hahaha! Senior Brother Jingyang accepts the offer!"
When the two of them reached the point, Bai Zhizheng took the lead to stop his offensive and raised his sword and clasped his fists, his cheerful attitude unchanged from the past.
"What's the name of this move? I don't think I've ever seen you use it before! You can actually command my cold flames!"
Putting away the giant sword, Xu Jingyang flew up and hooked up with Bai Zhizheng. The relationship between the two seemed quite close.
"This is a sword move from a... friend of mine. I have seen him use it before. It is a defensive move. However, I don't like to defend blindly, so I slightly modified it based on my memory. As for the name, it's just Let’s call it ‘Bai Bing’!”
"Bai Bing? Tsk tsk, it's quite impressive, but it doesn't seem to go well with your 'Guanri', 'Qianhong' and so on?"
"Haha, let's change our style once in a while~"
"The level of the No. 1 Scholar is extraordinary, quite high!"
The two strong men stood side by side, chatting first and foremost, like two knights and knights riding wild horses. On the contrary, Wu Renfu, who was sitting upright on the futon, was made very thin by contrast.
However, at this time, Sect Leader Wu was concentrating on the purple but not demonic cold flame between his fingers without saying a word.
I don't know if it was because he went out to bask in the sun, but today Wu Ren wore a Confucian shirt embroidered with ink bamboo patterns, which made his already handsome appearance look even more extraordinary.
He seemed to be very curious about the purple flame he had absorbed. He kept testing it with various powers such as spiritual power, consciousness, etc., but he never saw any change in its color.
"Domineering, kingly, imperial, how do you choose?"
The corners of his mouth were raised like branches rising in February, and Wu Renfu murmured.
"Master, what did you say?"
Xu Jingyang asked curiously.
"Give it back to you."
Wu Renfu did not answer Xu Jingyang's inquiry. With a flick of his finger, he shot the flower-like purple flame towards the shadow that no one could see behind Bai Zhizheng, and then disappeared without a trace.
"The master is polite."
Bai Zhizheng bowed and clasped his fists.
"I told you to call me Master from now on, why are you so stubborn!"
Xu Jingyang patted Bai Zhizheng hard on the back, making Wu Renfu smile and wave his hand.
"It doesn't matter, the death of the master does not mean that the master has ceased to exist. Besides, I exchanged Taiwei Qionghua for his surrender. This is a transaction."
When he said this, the smile on Wu Renfu's face never disappeared, and there was no embarrassment at all.
"The words of the sect master are serious, but the beauty is too small. There is no reward for knowing the truth. The word "reliance" is indeed shallow, but I have received orders and will do everything."
Looking at the two polite people, Xu Jingyang kept shaking his head and sighing bitterly. He seemed to like this "new junior brother" who had the same aspirations as him.
"By the way, Jingyang, how's the matter with the elixir?"
As he poured himself a cup of tea, Wu Renfu's face suddenly darkened as he put away his smile, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the newly built wooden house.
"Hey, I sent someone there before, and the news came back that Mr. Yan and his only disciple Fei Lao are working together to refine elixirs for the Liuyun Sect. Now it's the last moment, and I'm afraid something will happen soon. Not coming."
"Are there no other high-level alchemists?"
"Yes, there is, but according to what they said, Master, the elixir you are asking for is too expensive, and there are only one or two in stock. Each one sold requires a high-level alchemist to spend several years or even decades to refine it. Control, they are afraid..."
"What are you afraid of? A group of profiteers with rare goods. I think Liuyun Sect's Rebirth Pill was also tricked by them. Hey, the Zhijing Cave is now!"
Wu Renfu smacked his lips and shook his head, looking rather disdainful.
"Sect Master, wouldn't Senior Brother Jiang's injury be curable without the elixir of Zhijing Dongtian?"
Bai Zhizheng raised his head and asked.
"Hey, Qin'er was injured by a magic master. The demonic energy penetrated into his bones and collided with the immortal energy in his body too much. I can suppress it but it is weak to comb it out. I can only recover slowly by relying on the power of elixirs. Leave hidden injuries."
"Hidden injury..."
"Jingyang, are you still angry about being a teacher?"
When the conversation changed, Wu Renfu turned his head and asked.
"I don't dare. Junior Brother Jiang has both political integrity and talent, and is extremely talented. Entrusting him with the Shenhua Sword Fetus is the sect's best choice."
Having said that, in Bai Zhizheng's view, Xu Jingyang still seemed to be a bit untrue.
"You all need experience."
Wu Renfu shook his head, his tone was rather helpless, and then ordered:
"Zhizheng, Jingyang travels around all year round. This time, it's you who will go to Zhijing Cave for me, okay?"
"Know the truth and take orders!"
"Well, I have prepared generous gifts and everything they need for this trip. I will definitely buy all the elixirs to treat Qin'er's injury. Do you hear me?"
"yes!"
"Okay, in addition, when you get there, you will probably encounter a grand gathering in Zhijing Cave. At that time, various sects may participate, so don't lose the face of our Shenhuatian!"
"Please rest assured, Sect Master!"
For some reason, Bai Ye, who was as powerful as wading through mountains of swords and flames in the Thirty-three Realms, felt a sense of fear as he stared into the abyss when facing Wu Renfu.
He had never experienced this feeling with anyone else after meeting that "dragon".
It can even be said that even though my current level of cultivation is not as good as others, I still have a natural self-confidence, just like when I was an official in the temple.
One day, one person can be inferior to ten thousand people.
"No, heaven and earth..."
For thousands of nights, Bai Zhizheng, who stared at the night sky, could only feel the stars coming towards him.
At this time, Wu Renfu's voice brought back his wandering mind.
"By the way Zhizheng, according to the news brought back by Jingyang, although the two masters refined the Rebirth Pill at the same time, I guess Mr. Fei should be the assistant. So after arriving at Zhijing Cave Heaven, you can hold my jade token and ask to see his sect leader Feng Yuan. Sir, please ask him to go to the Qingyu Dan Pond to send a message. It would be best if you can ask Mr. Fei to come out of seclusion. It’s okay if he can’t do it.”
"yes!"
Even though he has thousands of mountains and rivers in his chest, Bai Zhizheng still maintains absolute respect for Wu Renfu, not to mention that the other person still holds the divine object that he wants to get no matter what, Taiwei Qionghua.
This is the key to resurrecting her!
Ding ding~: Bai Ye officially joins Shenhuatian~
