Xianjun Qinghe sat in a trance listening to the howling wind outside.
The flying boat that was once suspended outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Waterfalls, has been washed away by the chaotic vitality of the six hundred years of riots, and it has changed beyond recognition. The wreckage was piled into ruins, and only a few flying boats were lucky enough to drive to a sheltered place and fell down to serve as a house.
Thanks to these flying boats, Qinghe can barely support the pomp of Xianjun until now.
Back then, he ran to follow Yang Xinyue without hesitation, and many immortals thought he was too stupid to be saved. Now those who laughed at Immortal Lord Qinghe either died early or were seeking a life under other immortals.
If you say it badly, it's not too bad, because everyone can only have a bad life here.
There is Yang Xinyue, a master in the realm of Heavenly Venerate behind him. Others think that Immortal Lord Qinghe has a very leisurely life. In fact, it is not at all. Qinghe has been worried for six hundred years. I am afraid that if he is negligent, Yuancheng Tianzun will come to kill him. There are corpses all over the place.
"Xianjun." The white-bearded immortal ran nervously, "Chen He's senior brother is here."
"It's calculated?" Xianjun Qinghe frowned, this hexagram symbolizes a very strange omen.
"No no, just outside."
The White Beard Immortal wiped away the cold sweat with his sleeve.
Xianjun Qinghe was refreshed, and after thinking about it, he decided to be more polite: "Please."
In a melee a while ago, Qing He had a face-to-face with Chen He. He had a vague feeling that the other party's practice was the true inheritance of Beixuan, and it felt like the head of Beixuan he saw back then.
That Sect Leader was a little bit unlucky, he died in the battle of catastrophe before he passed the tribulation, and there is no way to compare it now.
- As for Beixuan Tianzun, the true essence is so deep that Immortal Lord Qinghe cannot see through it.
Qinghe Xianjun felt a sense of crisis, and decided to put Chen He into the category of "need to be vigilant". Before the arrival of the second wind season, several Xianjun's subordinates competed for an ice ganoderma lucidum in the mountain col, and Qinghe Xian When Jun saw Chen He from a distance, he immediately ordered to withdraw.
Afterwards, the people who inquired about the news came back and reported that it was Xianjun Hansong and Xianjun Yu who also left.
As for Hansong, it is because Chen He was from the Beixuan faction. As long as Chen He doesn't kill him, Immortal Hansong will maintain this affection.
On the other hand, Xianjun Yu, the grass on the wall, didn't know what idea he was making.
Xianjun Qinghe pondered deeply, until Shi Feng stepped into this hall, and the sound of howling wind when the door opened did he wake up Xianjun Qinghe. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Shi Feng: Well, there is only a thin line away from Daluo Jinxian.
"Xianjun, long time see you."
Shi Feng nodded his head in a polite manner. It is reasonable to say that his attitude is very different from his identity, but this small hall with elegant layout is empty, and even the white-bearded fairy who was guiding Shi Feng just now quietly slipped away, no one was there. It's disrespectful to drink Shi Feng.
Xianjun Qinghe pinched his eyebrows with his fingers.
Shi Feng's appearance is very conspicuous no matter where he is, especially when he is used to wearing a crimson robe.
Every immortal who has risen through calamity has to change his appearance a little, but this is actually a test of imagination. If you want to become handsome and handsome, you must first meet such a person, and then you must meet yourself. The foundation must be able to keep up, and in the end that style must be perfectly restored to himself.
It's not easy at all!
When Xianjun Qinghe first saw Shi Feng, he knew that this was Shi Feng's original appearance - the advantages of having a Heluo Sect immortal by his side, and whether his face matched or not, he could tell at a glance.
Years passed, and Shi Feng, who was rumored to be wandering around and imprisoned, had no trace of being sparred by the immortal world at all.
Calm and unhurried, his eyes are cold, narrow and slightly hooked at the corners of his eyes, and three red moles cut off the eyebrows that slanted into his temples. Compared with Shi Feng, who had just crossed the heavenly tribulation in Shengxiantai and Kunlun Immortal Palace, what changed was not his appearance, but his spirit. .
A person who shoulders a heavy responsibility and is groping to walk in the boundless world, even if there are countless treasures, he is not interested, as if he is in the desert.
What makes him see the beauty and realize that he is in a treasure trove and feel that everything is within reach
strength.
Maybe add someone.
Xianjun Qinghe had the urge to call his subordinates to figure out what the relationship between Shi Feng and his junior brother Chen He was. There is really no entertainment here.
"Don't come for hundreds of years. Although we are trapped in this formation together, it is not easy to meet." Xianjun Qinghe sighed, "From the perspective of this monarch, this time I did not come to see me, but to see Sect Master Yang?"
Shi Feng did not hide it, nodded and said lightly: "Exactly, dare to ask where is Sect Master Yang?"
"I'm raising fish."
Xianjun Qinghe touched his nose and said helplessly: "You also know that at the beginning, Torch Dragon—well, that little cloud swallowing whale was confused and slept all day long, and did not grow up at all for six hundred years."
"Did Sect Master Yang forget his enemies?"
"What's the use of remembering day and night?" Immortal Qinghe sighed overwhelmed, and involuntarily revealed his own complaints, "Yuancheng Tianzun really deserves to be a calm old fox, and he is not willing to take any risks. , I originally thought that he would start in the chaos, but he did not expect to disappear for hundreds of years."
Only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent a thief
Xianjun Qinghe was too tense and did not dare to relax. Recently, his temper has become more and more strange and anxious. It is pity that he clearly knows the reason, but he is unable to remove the hidden danger.
"Xianjun thinks, what is Yuancheng Tianzun waiting for?"
"… "
Xianjun Qinghe shook his head with a wry smile.
It's not that he doesn't really have no guesses, it's that he doesn't want to say.
The interior of the flying boat is well-furnished, and there are several sound-proof formations, which still can't stop the sound of ghosts crying and howling outside. The bad changes are intensifying day by day, and what will eventually become, no one knows.
There is just a vague feeling: everything is still in the grasp of Yuancheng Tianzun.
The man still watched with cold eyes, watching them struggle between life and death, watching them wandering and struggling to find a way out.
"There is no news from Tianzun Yuancheng, nor does Xianjun Qingci?"
"this…"
Xianjun Qinghe hesitated for a while, realizing that Shi Feng was here for this matter, and he was very surprised.
"Someone found this in the sand valley to the south before the wind season."
Qinghe raised his hand and took out a corpse from the magic treasure. The man was beautifully dressed, there was a blood hole between his eyebrows, his face was gray, and it was obviously lifeless.
"Some people say that this is Immortal Emperor Qingci."
Shi Feng raised his head sharply, someone said
"Because no one has ever known the true face of Immortal Qingci, every time I see this person, his appearance is different. Only the divine pattern between the eyebrows must be identified."
—Isn’t it true that anyone who gets the Divine Mark will be regarded as Qingci Immortal Monarch
Seeing Shi Feng's doubts, Xianjun Qinghe explained, "That divine pattern is difficult to impersonate, just like the fluctuation of the divine soul. It contains terrifying power, and the immortals with low strength cannot look directly at them."
"The news has come out."
There are few people who say that Xianjun Qingci died violently, and there are many people who say that he abandoned his body and escaped with his spirit.
"This person has been dead for a long time." Xianjun Qinghe lowered his eyes, full of anger, if Yuancheng Tianzun played with them and got out early, leaving them here trembling and suffering, Xianjun Qinghe would jump up with anger Go to Yuancheng Tianzun desperately.
"After the immortal dies, the corpse turns into chaotic vitality and cannot exist for too long."
"How can I not know, but this person - there is no remnant of the soul, the bones are solidified, the chaotic vitality is as hard as a rock, the immortal Qingci is a person born in the immortal world, and he can absorb the chaotic vitality by himself, I don't know if he is a practice method. for the sake of."
Xianjun Qinghe was full of questions.
This corpse, Yang Xinyue has not seen, the people under Qinghe Xianjun are not strict, and he accidentally revealed the words. After learning the facts, Xianjun Qinghe angrily drove away the immortal who didn't open the door. He listened to the raging wind outside, and he calculated which Xianjun would come first.
Never thought that the first person to come would be Shi Feng.
Listening to the wind outside, Qinghe Xianjun's expression eased a bit: coming here against the strong wind, this sincerity is really enough.
"Where's Junior Brother?"
Xianjun Qinghe used to be like others, mistaking Chen He as Yuancheng Tianzun, so he was very defensive. Later, when he found out that he was not, his attitude changed back: "My junior brother is weak, if we wait until the wind stops Xueqing, a few Immortals are coming here one after another, I'm afraid they won't be able to squeeze forward."
Having said that, there was no hint of humility in Shi Feng's tone.
Xianjun Qinghe couldn't help but think of Chen He's actions over the years.
First, set a trap to hunt and kill Bi Fang.
In the beginning, the fierce bird on his clothes was very small, but he didn't know when it started, and it became bigger and bigger, and even a Bi Fang whose strength was comparable to Da Luo Jinxian was planted.
Just looking at Chen He's clothes is enough to make many people detour.
It is human instinct to serve the strong and hope to survive, and it is no exception to transcend the calamity.
Chen He does not refuse those who come to serve, but his attitude towards his subordinates is very strict.
These thunder methods really scared many immortals.
Immortals like Qinghe have many subordinates, but their cronies have status. In human terms, they are like strategists and famous generals. It is their duty to make plans to fight in all directions, and they dare to refute Xianjun.
But Chen He acted arbitrarily.
Many people have muttered in front of Immortal Emperor Qinghe. Chen He, who is young and powerful, is just so inappropriate, and sooner or later everyone will betray their relatives and leave.
Now Xianjun Qinghe is thinking about it, it is still possible for the public to betray, and it is very difficult to leave personally!
"If you make Junior Brother, willing to swear by the soul, kill Yuancheng Tianzun to break the formation together, the mountains occupied by my command, you and others can come and go freely."
The implication of this is to conclude a covenant.
"Xianjun invites each other rashly, which is a bit reckless." There was no sadness or joy on Shi Feng's face, and it was difficult to see his emotions.
"No." Xianjun Qinghe shook his head, "Let Junior Brother not belong to the pool."