The black ball carrying the power of thunder and lightning passed by Zhao Xuansu side by side.
In the end, Zhao Yuzhen used a move from the Daomen Thunder Sword to hover above the sword.
Looking at the black ball on the sword that had gradually subsided, Zhao Yuzhen tried to touch it with his hand.
Except when it first came into contact, the black sphere, which seemed to have spiritual energy inside, exploded with a hint of lightning uneasily.
After being completely held in hand.
The black ball stopped making any movement.
Zhao Yuzhen looked at it curiously, feeling that the texture was soft but extremely tough.
He put the black ball to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.
"Huh? This...is this a pill?"
"An elixir containing spiritual wisdom? Is it possible that this elixir has been circulated for hundreds of generations and only appeared in Qingcheng Mountain today?"
After the rich red fragrance of the black ball entered the nasal cavity, Zhao Yuzhen could clearly feel that his Qi flow accelerated as a result.
The flow speed of Qi in a warrior's body can be compared to the speed of a person's sword.
If a swordsman pursues a powerful and heavy sword, the energy in his body will cycle from slow to fast, and when it reaches the fastest, he can make the strongest sword.
Those who practice swordsman pursue fast swords. When the sword is extremely fast, it can cut everything.
To the Tao sword he cultivated.
It also requires the circulation of Qi in the body to reach a certain level.
But this pitch-black elixir actually has the effect of helping him improve his Qi circulation.
I actually smelled the light fragrance on it.
The flow of qi in your body will be several times faster than usual.
If you take it and then refine it completely...
I am afraid that my current level as a Sword Immortal will reach another level!
Zhao Yuzhen held the unknown elixir in his hand and was in a daze.
The rejuvenated Zhao Xuansu walked over angrily, looking at the thing in Zhao Yuzhen's hand that almost caused him serious injury and death.
"Master Zhao, what on earth is going on?"
"Pindao was almost in danger on your territory, you have to be responsible for it."
Zhao Xuansu was somewhat suspected of relying on his old age and always looking at the black ball in Zhao Yuzhen's hand, unwilling to look away for a long time.
Like Zhao Huangchao, they are both old guys who have lived in the world for two hundred years.
In terms of eyesight alone, a young man like Zhao Yuzhen, who is only in his thirties, cannot compare.
He actually took a closer look at the black pill and realized how extraordinary it was.
And combined with this elixir, it breaks out independently.
It couldn't help but remind him of the elixirs handed down from ancient times that were recorded in Taoist classics.
It is said that the Emperor of Qin possessed such an elixir eight hundred years ago, and its effect was a magical elixir that kept people young forever.
And when he was the young Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain.
The contemporary headmaster Qi Xuanzhen once refined an elixir that could bring people back to life.
Think of this.
When Zhao Xuansu saw the elixir in Zhao Xuansu's hand, he became extremely hot.
"What did Master Zhao say?"
"Since we met this elixir together, we should share it equally between you and me."
Zhao Yuzhen has never been a greedy person.
On the contrary, if he hadn't thought about taking this elixir back to the mountain and giving it to the elders for research.
Used to strengthen the entire Qingcheng Mountain.
He could even give the entire pill to Zhao Xuansu.
"Haha, Beili's Taoism is still very particular."
"It's a poor man who's rude."
When Zhao Xuansu saw how refreshing the young master was, he naturally smiled in agreement.
"Huh? You actually came to Beili's Taoist Gate?"
"Is this fate?"
Just when the two were planning to share the hard-won elixir equally.
A sudden sound sounded around the two of them.
Zhao Yuzhen noticed it immediately, frowned slightly, and already held the peach wood sword in his hand.
Zhao Xuansu was still obsessed with that priceless elixir.
He didn't notice that there was an extra figure beside him.
It was only after Zhao Yuzhen's prompting that he turned around and saw a young man in white standing on the side of the mountain road with his hands behind his back.
He glanced at them curiously.
"Zhang Yuzhen, the poor Taoist master of Qingcheng Mountain, may I ask who you are?"
Zhao Yuzhen immediately restrained himself from taking the pill.
He bowed politely to this young man whose background even he could not find out.
"It turns out we came to Qingcheng Mountain."
"Oh, I am Wu Changqing, I have met Taoist friend."
Wu Changqing didn't have a bad impression of Zhao Yuzhen. If the other party was polite to him, he would treat him politely.
On the contrary, it was the little Taoist priest next to Zhao Yuzhen who seemed young, but had a sense of vicissitudes of life.
It made him feel uncomfortable.
There seemed to be a yin and yang picture of a coiled dragon emerging in his eyes, and Zhao Xuansu's petite figure was reflected in his eyes.
He actually showed an old look.
Even the cause and effect reincarnation of the other party and a lot of information were explored by Wu Changqing.
He was stared at strangely by the young man who called himself Wu Changqing.
Zhao Xuansu felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end, and he had a creepy feeling of being seen through everything.
"What...what are you going to do?"
"Qingcheng Mountain does not accept outsiders, please leave quickly."
He knew that the mysterious young man in front of him was not someone he could mess with.
But because of his face, Zhao Xuansu had no choice but to lean against Qingcheng Mountain and use the name of Qingcheng Mountain to scare away the people in front of him.
"Zhao Xuansu, Zhao Huangchao is dead, you don't know yet, right?"
"Do you still think he has flown to the upper world?"
Wu Changqing's words immediately made Zhao Xuansu's face completely change.
Not to mention how the young man knew his true identity.
Just say, didn’t Zhao Huangchao ascend to the upper realm? But died in the world?
"No...impossible!"
"At that time, Pindao felt that Pindao's old friend had ascended the ladder to heaven and transformed into an immortal."
"How could he die on earth!"
Zhao Xuansu didn't understand what the person in front of him wanted to do.
But he knew that the other person didn't have a good impression of him.
"Yes, he ascended. I helped him ascend."
"He also died on the way to ascension."
"How many years have you not been back? Don't you know that Longhu Mountain is almost gone?"
Wu Changqing's face was full of sarcasm.
Every word he spoke made this seemingly young Taoist priest turn a little pale.
"You...who are you?"
"Wu Changqing...Wu Changqing, this name is so familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere."
Zhao Xuansu hated the situation where he was being led by the nose at this moment.
His face started to look bad.
There seemed to be anger in his eyes.
"Wu Changqing? Are you the Wu Changqing from Liyang?"
"The Wu Changqing who once fought with the giants of Buddhism and Taoism on the shores of the East China Sea?"
"Lifting up the mountains of the East China Sea with one sword?"
Zhao Yuzhen seems to have a special feeling about the name Wu Changqing.
So much so that when Wu Changqing signed up for his number.
He had already recalled in his mind what he had heard the old friend mention in front of him.
She once traveled to Liyang with her sword.
But he was defeated by the old monster Liyang Donghai, and it was the young man named Wu Changqing who helped him return to the realm of the Sword Immortal.
There is even hope of getting to the next level.
Because this old friend is a very important person to him.
So when the opponent's swordsmanship has reached its peak and returns to Beili.
I came to Qingcheng Mountain and told him about all the things I encountered in Liyang at that time.
Especially when he talked about Wu Changqing, the smile on his old friend's face was gentler than he had ever seen before.
Hence the name Wu Changqing.
For, it also has a special meaning.
"Zhao Yuzhen thanks you Daoyou Wu."
Zhao Yuzhen couldn't help but bowed and saluted directly.
