Zhao Hanfeng lowered his head to look at the jade plaque in his hand and whispered.
"We thought she could turn disaster into good luck, but thirty-seven years later, fourteen large cracks suddenly appeared on the jade plaque. We were afraid that her body would be destroyed, her spirit would disintegrate, and only her soul would remain."
Without the soul as a sustenance, the soul will only become weaker and weaker. Over the past hundred years, the halo on the jade plaque has faded and appeared. Zhao Hanfeng can only speculate that she has endless vitality, but she is always experiencing hardships.
As a master, he was unable to help, which really made him depressed.
But what Zhao Hanfeng was thinking was deeper than Zhao Qingtang. There had been no trace or whereabouts of his little disciple for more than two hundred years, and the soul in the jade tablet had never been extinguished.
If he really relied on his only remaining soul power, it would naturally be impossible to maintain it for such a long time, so there must be external support.
Maybe there are blessings and misfortunes, and they depend on each other.
Moreover, Helian Jiucheng Dao Ming revealed part of the whole story, and Zhao Hanfeng was more willing to believe that she would not lose her chance of life from now on.
Now that Pei Xihe is far away from Tianxu China, maybe this is her opportunity?
The time has come, the flowers are not in the sun, now two hundred and seventy-four years have passed, and the movement in Xiewan City has become more and more intense. Even if there is Tianji Palace guarding them, it is difficult for them to restrain themselves.
The catastrophe of heaven and earth predicted by our ancestors is about to come, and Xiewan City's reckless actions are just a precursor to the disaster.
If they cannot survive this disaster, then for Pei Xihe, being able to leave Tianxu Divine State will be a chance of survival.
Zhao Hanfeng looked at the silent Zhao Qingtang, the wrinkles on his face moved, and said.
"Disaster is approaching, and all choices you make are reasonable. I never ask you to grow up as a teacher. You can choose whether to leave or not."
Today, Zhao Qingtang has experienced more than two hundred years of time accumulation. Under the stack of fairy crystals, his whole body is filled with the spirit of the fairy spirit. After washing his body, he is no different from the practicing creatures in the fairy world.
As a result, two hundred and fourteen years ago, he went through the thunder tribulations of the Tribulation Realm and became an Earthly Immortal of the Nine Tribulations. After practicing for more than thirty years, he ushered in the eight or nine thunder tribulations and became a Mahayana Grandmaster.
Now Zhao Qingtang is already at the peak of the middle stage of Mahayana, and is only one step away from entering the later stage.
If he is willing, Pei Xihe still has some training resources left behind. Knowing that he has entered the advanced stage of seclusion for decades, and with the help of these resources, he will be 70% sure of reaching the Celestial Realm.
And Ba Yuan has become a divine object, and the Yiyuan Blade lineage has great fighting power. If he can resist the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation, he may not have no chance of winning. If he can ascend, this calamity will naturally not affect him.
Zhao Qingtang knew what Zhao Hanfeng meant, scratched his head and smiled.
"Master, you picked me up since I was a child. Don't you know what my temper is like?"
"You have your persistence, and I have mine."
The gloom in Zhao Hanfeng's eyes faded a little, and there was a smile on his lips, unlike before.
He recalled that when he met Zhao Qingtang, it was summer, the green mountains were dyed green, and Zhao Hanfeng picked up the baby on the edge of a river pond. It happened to be Shanfeng Linggen, and the root bone was born for practicing swordsmanship. He became his first disciple.
He is a disciple, but also like a parent and son.
His eyes were wet, and he smiled and said, "Okay."
Zhao Hanfeng turned over and put away the jade tablet. As long as it didn't completely shatter, it meant that the young disciple still had life.
He lowered his eyebrows, and there was a sharp flash in his pupils.
"Fool,"
"Ghost Eye Qianchan appeared in the area where Penglai is located, and seems to be hunting monsters such as dragon snakes."
"And there is news from the three demon emperors in the demon realm."
Now that Zhao Qingtang has also entered Tianji Palace, he naturally knows the message sent by the Demon Emperor.
There was murderous intent in his resolute brows.
"The snake clan and dragon clan in the Demon Realm were all attacked by evil cultivators."
"Master, can you guess what this evil city wants to do?"
Zhao Hanfeng's previously moved expression disappeared and he glanced at him.
"The entire Tianji Palace's grandmasters have never guessed it, but I, your master, can guess it?"
"You can only take one step at a time and see one step at a time."
"Grandmaster Penglai, that old woman is exactly that. Although she is in the late stage of Mahayana, her foundation was damaged in her early years, so she is quite wary of Qianchan. You have become a grandmaster now. Although you have old grudges, you still have to rely on us. A line of fighting power.”
There are no eternal enemies in this world.
Back then, the master and the disciple split open a fairy mountain in Penglai, almost cutting off the roots of their blessed land, and became enemies of each other.
But a hundred years ago, they learned about Pei Xihe and Jiu Xi's experiences in the Demon Realm, and Jiu Xi did not encounter any resistance or change after returning to Penglai, so they knew that their attitude was slowly changing.
Those changes were originally due to Pei Xihe's divine appearance, which softened his attitude. After Pei Xihe disappeared, Zhao Qingtang was promoted to the Mahayana Grandmaster with a strong appearance. After entering the Tianji Palace, Penglai completely gave up his past grudges and showed many good intentions in the palace.
"Master, do you want me to go investigate, or assist the ancestor Xuan Zhen in capturing Qian Chan?"
Zhao Hanfeng nodded and smiled.
"Now that you have the strength of the realm and the blessing of the divine sword, none of the five evil lords should be your opponent. Even the city lord will not have any impact on you."
"But Qian Chan has many tricks, so you have to be careful."
Zhao Hanfeng nodded, the breeze blew, his green robes fluttered, and there was an evil spirit flashing in his eyes.
"Then I'll go and see Qian Chan."
Ghost Eyes, soul-eating, corpse-eating, bone-breaking, and marrow-drinking. Among the five evil masters of the evil city, Ghost Eyes Qianchan is the most evil, and he is even more scheming and calculating.
Her traces were exposed in Penglai. In fact, it was a bit like a conspiracy. She was using herself as bait.
Now, it's not just Zhao Qingtang, all the major sects are also rushing towards him.
As the calamity is approaching, Xiewang City becomes more and more arrogant, and they are at a disadvantage. Many people in the sect have become impatient.
Zhao Hanfeng lightly clenched his fists and looked into the distance with squinted eyes.
"Go ahead."
…
In the deep forest, there is a big python spitting out snake messages. Its scales are dark purple, brown, yellow and black. Its vertical pupils flash with cold light, and it is cold and violent.
His body was filled with mana, and he stared at the woman in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.
The woman had a graceful figure, rich features, and a flowing white dress, which was somewhat inconsistent with her face. She tilted her head, with a smile on her lips.
Her figure seemed thin, but she casually threw out an ancient scroll.
The scroll was unfolded, and the pages inside were white. From left to right, they were covered with snakes and pythons of various colors and gradually transitioned to blank.
As the woman's mana activated, an astonishing suction force erupted from the scroll.
The giant python shouted sternly: "Evil girl, hand over Qilang!"
Qianchan twisted her snow-white skirt with her right finger, with a sneer on her face.
"Are you the big python from more than ten years ago? The dragon you were in love with was voluntarily captured for you to give you a chance to survive. Now you think you have reached the late stage of becoming a god, so you come to seek revenge. Do you know that you have fallen into a trap? "
If Pei Xihe and Ming Linlang were here, they would recognize that the big python is the lover of the dragon Qilang they fought against when they traveled through the mountains and rivers.
Azi's huge snake pupils were filled with a look of sorrow and sadness. She knew that her talent was limited and that she would not be able to enter the combined state if she did not shed her skin and become a dragon after entering the late stage of divine transformation.
I just want to fight like this and live up to Qilang's friendship back then.
She tried her best to fight against the powerful suction in the scroll, but she couldn't get rid of it.
There was a hint of contempt in Qianchan's smile, and her eyes were dark black-purple, as straight and cold as snakes in a trance.
"The fly shakes the tree."
She saw that the python demon wanted to self-destruct, and mana immediately poured into the scroll. In an instant, the giant python completely disappeared, leaving only a shadow of the python on the white paper.
Looking to the left, there is a dark blue dragon shadow with two eyes looking at each other.
Heroine: Being struck by lightning-ing
