This morning.

Chen Jichuan took out the bronze mirror, pointed his hand, and said in his mouth: "The Emperor ordered the day to perform Dharma truth, the five-color auspicious clouds in the nine heavens descended, the golden light was clear and the universe shone, and all gods were summoned to Longhua. The altar was cut off by the iron mouth, and no false words could be invisibly spoken. The Emperor and the Immortal God, and the three or seven words were fully presented to the underground. I will write an urgent order to bring light to the God of Haotian."

Circular light manifests.

Immediately, there were mountains and undulating mountains and sparsely populated areas. Only tribes survived, showing a bit of wilderness.

In Baozhilin Courtyard.

Sun Sihai and Jin Shenggu stood on both sides, Chen Jichuan held the bronze mirror and asked the two of them: "Do you know where this is?"

He walked around the world, where there were many people and where experts gathered.

The directions shown in the mirror are sparsely populated, and Chen Jichuan has no idea.

“There are many mountains and barbarians here.”

"It should be the territory of the Annan Protectorate. The Annan Duoli people are hidden in the deep mountains and are the most difficult to educate. The powers of the imperial court, Taoist sect, Buddhist sect, and martial arts are difficult to penetrate and are extremely closed."

Sun Sihai thought for a moment.

Jin Sheng flew south and north, and saw more, and said, "This is the high mountain in Songping County, Annan. It is the Feixian Mountain. It is said that an immortal once drove a dragon horse and ascended to the fairy world with good deeds. The dragon horse stayed and turned into a mountain, so it was called the Feixian Mountain."

Name: Jin Sheng Gu (Cara)

Age: 94

Level: 7

Talent: transforming people (7); controlling wind (7);

Spells: Taiyin shape refining method (seventh level); Wind-hunting technique (seventh level); Chenmen Seventh-Two Awesome Arts (sixth level); Sky-Storming Sword Technique (sixth level)

After forty-seven years.

Jin Shenggu still looked cold and middle-aged. Back then, he followed Chen Jichuan and took the lead in entering the Tongshen Temple. He was severely injured by Qimako and left behind secret injuries.

These years.

After Chen Jichuan's treatment and Jin Shenggu's own care, a lot of them finally disappeared.

However, external and internal strength are difficult to improve, and they are still at the level of more than 40 years ago.

It's worse than Sun Sihai.

However, after focusing on practicing the "Taiyin Shape Refining Method", he achieved great success, and achieved great ability to achieve the out-of-body realm. The "Wind Wave Technique" combined with his "Wind Resistance" talent, even against the eighth-level figure, he can still have the power of fighting and fly faster.

"Master, is the demonic way hidden here?"

Sun Sihai looked at Chen Jichuan and asked.

"good."

"I am not as good as Qi Zhenzi in terms of Taoism. But he killed me once, and the cause and effect are tied to each other, and the 'round light technique' will not be found wrong."

Chen Jichuan nodded.

then.

Qimako used the "Plough Curse" to kill him, causing him to be sent to Baiyun Temple, seeking wonderful methods, Hongyuan's treatment, and fainted again and again, throwing people to death.

A battle in the mountains.

Baozhilin's disciple was killed and injured, and Jin Shenggu was also severely injured and almost died.

Not to mention Chen Jichuan, he was so desperate that he lost his soul in that battle, spending ten thousand of his source power in vain, and practicing the "Five Ghost Yin War Technique" that he worked hard to practice was also broken.

It can be said that there are heavy losses.

After forty-seven years, I still feel uneasy. This time I was promoted to the innate world and the round light technique was a little diligent. Finally, I found out where Sumako was hiding.

As the saying goes: A good person does not live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years.

This is indeed good.

Qimako has done all the bad things, but she is still able to escape from the Tongshen Temple in the face of many sieges. Moreover, from the time when Chen Jichuan first met Qimako, this immortal is probably almost two hundred years old now.

It's really 'old'!

"What are you waiting for?"

"Just kill directly!"

Sun Sihai had a hostility in his eyes.

In the battle that year, Baozhilin's disciples were one of his own disciples, and the other was his eldest son. He was heartbroken at that time and later used his prestige and power to search for the whereabouts of Qi Zhenzi.

But there is no news.

Now that I am looking for it, I can't help it.

"That's the point!"

Seeing this, Chen Jichuan smiled and looked at Jin Shenggu: "Did you move us two?"

Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai are both masters of external skills, and their muscles, muscles, bones and bones are extremely dense. Take Chen Jichuan for example, looking at only 130 to 40 kilograms, but in fact, they weigh more than 200 kilograms.

Sun Sihai is stronger than him and his weight is higher than him.

With a weight of four or five hundred kilograms and weapons, I don’t know if Jin Shenggu can carry it.

"no problem."

"Just slower."

Jin Shenggu replied.

Immediately, I jumped and turned into my original form. A golden eagle covered the sky and the sun, and its claws were as big as a stone mill.

"Walk!"

Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai each took their own weapons. When Jin Shenggu flew past low, they used their strength to jump up and grabbed Jin Shenggu's claws, threw them and swung them, and landed on their backs.

Jin Shenggu changed direction.

The wings shook, flew in the wind, and headed straight to the Feixian Mountain of Annan.

...

Annan.

Feixian Mountain.

Qi Zhenzi is old, with white hair and withered, and her body is broken and her bones stand.

Outside the mountain, chanting sounds came, praising the greatness of the immortals and gods.

In the mountains, in the Taoist temple.

The jade-faced statue was erected again, no different from the one in the Confucian Temple forty-seven years ago.

then.

Qimako was killed and fled in a panic, not daring to stop, and went south until she left the Central Plains, the southern border, and came to Feixian Mountain, the southernmost point.

Attracted by the dragon horse and the legend of Feixian, I settled here and rebuilt the foundation.

After forty-seven years.

Looking north at the Central Plains.

Sumako still felt a little frustrated, unable to calm her mind and unable to relieve her anger.

“There is no hope of immortality.”

"Before dying, I will also make the rats pay the price!"

Sumako sat cross-legged.

I feel that I have no hope of immortality, but I still don’t want to give up. I try out the secret techniques in the view of God one by one. Whether it is vicious or even more vicious, I don’t care about it.

Inside and outside Songping County, where the mountains are undulating and scattered, the mountains are scattered.

With Qi Zhenzi's Taoism, no one can control it.

He is not in a hurry to take revenge.

after all.

The "leader's brother" who besieged Tongshen Temple back then was already scattered. No matter what the others were, the Mayi Taoist who chased him or the Monk Huifeng who snatched the Jade Dragon Fruit Tree, were not as important as immortality in his heart.

The older you get, the more afraid of death.

The stronger you are, the more afraid of death.

Sumako is both old and strong, and can imagine his fear of death.

Over the years.

He tried many vicious and vicious secret techniques and barely survived to this day. But the fire of life has dimmed, and now it is hard to turn the world back.

"Try again!"

"Try again!"
To be continued...