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Chapter 1022 The Long Road to Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 1022 The Long Road to Immortal Cultivation
At this time, Ling Xiao had fled to the edge of Wushan Mountain.
Not far away, there are green mountains, towering ancient trees, and steep cliffs. The foggy mountains are surrounded by thick and thick fog all the year round.
Ling Xiao waited for a while, but before Zhao Lingyun escaped from the altar just now, she subconsciously felt that Zhao Lingyun might be more or less ominous?Or even die soon?
She didn't run away alone in a hurry, nor did she rush to the altar to search for Zhao Lingyun's traces. Instead, she sacrificed a letter and sent a message to the Misty Sect thousands of miles away.
Sure enough, after receiving the letter talisman, Fang Qingyi immediately activated the teleportation formation and rushed over in time.
Fang Qingyi flew to the edge of the Wushan Mountain in an instant, positioned herself precisely, and rushed to Ling Xiao's side.
When Ling Xiao saw him, his frowning brows slightly relaxed, and a gratified smile appeared on his beautiful and picturesque face: "Master! You are finally here!"
Fang Qingyi patted his head habitually, reached out and rubbed the top of Ling Xiao's black hair, and said with a smile: "It's okay! Don't be afraid! Master is here!"
It is rare for Ling Xiao to act like a baby in front of the villain male god. She is not used to it, so she turned her head sideways, avoiding Fang Qingyi's gesture, and said with a smile, "Master, are you going to the demon altar to rescue Zhao Lingyun?"
She told Zhao Lingyun everything about Zhao Lingyun.
Including the secret relationship between Zhao Lingyun and the hermit in Wushan, including the green flute in Zhao Lingyun's hand and the homesickness he can play.
Fang Qingyi seemed to be taken aback after hearing Ling Xiao's explanation.
"Little apprentice, you said that Zhao Lingyun is good at playing Wushan's homesickness? But that is the extinct left by the Wushan hermit. Except for the Wushan hermit himself, there is no other person in the world who can play it."
Ling Xiao was also taken aback, and smiled in surprise: "Then, who exactly is Zhao Lingyun?"
Fang Qingyi raised her majestic eyebrows, looked at the shadowy smog and the boundless mountains not far away, and replied in a low voice: "I'm afraid...he is the one from the demon clan..."
The one from the Demon Race?
How keen Ling Xiao was, he immediately guessed: "Master! How could Zhao Lingyun be the Demon Lord? The Demon Lord has been dead for more than 1000 years!"
Fang Qingyi's brows softened suddenly, and she looked at Ling Xiao lovingly: "The demon king can be resurrected."
Ling Xiao understood in seconds, recalling Zhao Lingyun's various abnormal behaviors before, and smiled in surprise: "He, isn't he the chief disciple of Hua Yufeng?"
That was just his superficial identity, or even just his disguise.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many spells that can change the appearance or disguise the identity at any time.
Especially for Zhao Lingyun, who is a proud son of heaven and the most respected disciple of Huayu Peak, he can obtain quite a lot of cultivation resources.
Fang Qingyi seemed to have a lot of difficulties, he sacrificed his imperial sword, and flew into the air, then he stretched out his generous and warm palm to Ling Xiao, and said with a smile: "Little apprentice! Come here!"
Ling Xiao didn't doubt that he was there, so he immediately flew into the air, stood beside Fang Qingyi and said with a smile, "Master? You want to break into the demon altar alone?"
Fang Qingyi stared at her, a hint of pity escaped from her usually cold as snow phoenix eyes: "I didn't go alone, I took you with me."
Ling Xiao sensed something was wrong, but she couldn't tell the specifics, and she didn't know what kind of feeling it was.
Fang Qingyi controlled Yujian with ease, and flew with Ling Xiao, and soon passed through the thick and boundless haze, and flew to the middle of the previous demon altar.
Ling Xiao hid behind Fang Qingyi, and told him exactly what happened to the dozen or so demon dragons he met just now, especially what Zhao Lingyun reminded him.
The strength of a demon dragon is equivalent to that of a master in the Nascent Soul stage among human immortal cultivators.
Her current strength is not enough to compete with a dozen demon dragons, so she instinctively chooses to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, avoiding these demon dragons and that ghostly shadow.
Ling Xiao asked with lingering fear: "Master? Can you deal with those demon dragons?"
It wasn't that she doubted the strength of the villain male god, but because of the laws of this plane, she was worried that Fang Qingyi would be outnumbered and would be attacked by the dark forces of the demon race.
Unexpectedly, Fang Qingyi didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly resorted to inscrutable spells to seal all the nine demon altars.
Ling Xiao hid behind him and didn't feel shocked or incredible when he saw this scene.
Maybe it's because she's seen it too much before, and she's used to it.
At this moment, that ghostly shadow brought the unconscious Zhao Lingyun to the Holy Land of the Demon Race, Wan Lian Pond.
Although Wanlian Pond is a holy land of the demons, it is not contaminated with the bloody darkness and killing atmosphere of the demons at all, but a beautiful fairyland similar to Xanadu.
A ghostly shadow gradually emerged from her real body, and it turned out to be a young woman as beautiful as a fairy.
Zhao Lingyun quietly opened his eyes, and found that he was in the pavilion of Wanlianchi, with carved beams and painted buildings, cornices and corners, Zhuwabi gate, which looked magnificent and magnificent.
"who are you?"
He struggled to get up from the bed, looking at the enchanting figure not far away.
The young woman walked up and down slowly, wearing a long black dress, outlining a slender and tall figure, her complexion was fairer than snow, and her appearance was like a fish and a wild goose. She was a stunning beauty who had been in the world for a century.
However, Zhao Lingyun was very strange to her, and felt a strong sense of rejection.
Hua Lian smiled and said, "You don't know me? You don't even have the slightest impression of me?"
Zhao Lingyun took half a step back vigilantly, and subconsciously sacrificed spells. Half of the spells he learned were taught to him by Misty Sect.
Zhao Lingyun shook his head honestly, and replied, "I don't know you."
Hua Lian didn't think it was a pest, and smiled elegantly: "That's good! This relationship is over, and you can still return to your original body after all."
The more Zhao Lingyun listened, the more confused he became. He stared suspiciously at this stunning beauty: "What body? You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!"
Hua Lian remained motionless, and said with a smile, "Don't lie to yourself, Hermit in the Wushan Mountain."
Zhao Lingyun almost choked on his own saliva, what kind of hermit in the Wushan Mountain?She was talking about herself?
He stayed silent for a while before he organized his words and replied: "Girl, I am indeed looking for the whereabouts of the hermit in Wushan, but I came to Wushan not simply because of the hermit in Wushan." .”
He didn't tell the whole story, but Hua Lian seemed to understand everything, and said with a smile: "I know, you are Hua Yufeng of Misty Sect, the beloved disciple of Elder Tianyuan."
Three years ago, Elder Tianyuan made a divination and discovered through mysterious astrology that the demons from the Wushan Mountain came out in full force, causing disasters to the world and making the secular world bloody and chaotic.
But according to Elder Tianyuan's inference, the demon clan in Wushan has always been guarded by Xuanmen, and Xuanmen was recommended by several immortal masters in the fairy world.
In terms of strength, influence, and the sense of responsibility to shoulder morality, Xuanmen has lived up to everyone's expectations.
So three years ago, after Elder Tianyuan saw the scene of the turmoil in the secular world through astrology, he secretly recruited his beloved disciple Zhao Lingyun and ordered him to investigate the matter of Wushan and the demons.
Sure enough, after Zhao Lingyun took over this task, he came to the vicinity of Wushan many times to investigate the matter, and found that Wei Xuanling, the head of the Taoist sect, seemed to be suspected of negligence, and Wei Xuanling also had the ambition of secretly plotting to seek the master of the eight sects with plan.
Zhao Lingyun immediately reported the matter to his master Tianyuan, but Tianyuan promised that Zhao Lingyun would climb the fairy ladder and go to the fairyland himself.
As a result, he never returned, and there was no news or whereabouts.
Now the person in charge of Huayu Peak is Old Man Tianyuan's younger brother, Meng Ye.
Meng Ye didn't seem to care too much about Hua Yufeng's affairs. He couldn't stay in seclusion all year round, and he didn't take Zhao Lingyun's report seriously. He also advised Zhao Lingyun to concentrate on his cultivation, strive for an early ascension, and don't interfere with those ruins of Wushan and the Mozu. thing.
(End of this chapter)