On the other side, Master Yangming was holding the long sword in his hand, and his expression was inexplicable. Even after so many years, most of the disciples in the sect were unfamiliar with or even heard of Master Ziyu, even Yangming's junior brother Qiu. Feng did not have much impression on the real Ziyu, but for Yangming, the impression of Uncle Ziyu was still very deep, although not necessarily a good impression.

"Master, is this the sword of Dazheng Ziyu?"

Guan He and Shang Yiyi both looked at the long sword in their master's hands in astonishment, especially the jade pendant that was cracked and stained with blood on the hilt. They knew that something bad had happened to the owner of the sword.

"Well, you can't be wrong, but now is not the time to talk about this, Uncle Ziyu must be in danger, Yiyi, go to Tianji Pavilion to find fellow Daoist Xuanjizi, bring this flying sword, He'er, hurry up Go to the nearest hill in the southwest of Mount Heng, and ask fellow Daoists from Xiangyuan Sect to help, and if you can’t ask them, then go to Tianji Pavilion.”

"Master, what about you?"

Shang Yiyi took the Ziyu Feijian handed over by the master, and asked with concern, and sure enough, he heard the guessed answer in the mouth of Yang Ming.

"Wei Shi naturally went to the direction of Feijian to investigate immediately. Don't worry, Wei Shi won't be reckless, and he has the Taixu Jade Talisman on his body, nothing will happen, you two go quickly!"

Guanghe and Shang Yiyi glanced at each other, and they could only obey their promises, and each quickly walked away from the wind, while the real Yangming put the jade pendant into his sleeve and set off to fly again.

Although he was anxious in his heart, Yang Ming was still very cautious. The faster the speed, the faster he was, but the observation of the four directions was very meticulous. He just flew forward for half an hour, but he no longer had any special breath. If it weren't for the blood The jade pendant is in his hand, and an ordinary person would doubt whether what he saw just now was an illusion.

However, in the eyes of immortals with cultivation like Yangming, there is no illusion of ordinary people. If there is, it is also an illusion. Moreover, Ziyu's flying sword and jade pendant are in hand, so they have to check it out.

Yang Ming will no longer follow the method of calculating and observing qi at this meeting. Instead, he will fly according to the weak induction of the spiritual platform in the heart, and will continue to fly towards the west. Occasionally, he will stop to adjust the direction or return to a previous point and choose a new one. direction flight.

'How strange, why is there no trace of fighting? Even the surrounding aura is very peaceful. ’

When Yangming was in doubt, a fairy light suddenly flashed in the sky, causing the former to look up subconsciously, and a cultivator who looked old came over in a short while.

"Don't be alarmed, fellow Daoist. I saw you wandering around for a long time. I thought something happened, so I came to ask."

The visitor is still far away, and the voice has come to the ear, and when the voice falls, the person has reached the vicinity of Yangming, and Huifeng under his feet bows to Yangming.

Yang Ming didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly bowed his hands in return.

"This fellow Daoist, I saw someone fighting for spells in this area before, so I came here to take a look, but when I got here, I couldn't feel the breath of spellcasting at all, which is really strange."

Yang Ming did not directly state his identity as a cultivator of Yuhuai Mountain or about the real person Ziyu, nor did he show the jade pendant and other items. After hearing this, the old man stroked his beard and looked around, frowning slightly, and he kept calculating with his hands. Investigating something.

Yang Ming waited quietly on the side, the monk in front of him seemed to be better than him, and it would be great if he could help.

After a long time, the old monk shook his head.

"There is really nothing suspicious. However, with the cultivation of Daoist friends, it is naturally impossible to have any illusion. I am afraid that someone with a profound Taoism has smoothed out all the fluctuations of spiritual energy and cleared up everything before the Daoist friend arrives. Residual breath."

Yang Ming actually thought so in his heart, but he was not as sure as the old cultivator in front of him.

"What do you mean by fellow Daoist?"

"From the old man's point of view, if the fighting skills that Daoist friends see are not tricky, they definitely don't need to go out of their way to soothe the breath, there must be something to be seen!"

"It makes sense!"

Master Yangming nodded, and without waiting for him to say anything, the old cultivator said bluntly.

"It's a troubled time now. Since this old man has encountered this matter, he should investigate it within the scope of his ability!"

"What Daoist said is very true, and I think so too. If there are variables, the two can also have a response. What do you think?"

The old monk nodded.

"It's so good, even if there is an expert to calm down the breath, it may not be missed. You and I are walking together, where do you think we should go?"

"west."

"Okay, then go west!"

After a few brief discussions, the two flew to the west together on the clouds, and at the same time each paid attention to the movement and breath in the sky and the ground.

Sure enough, just as the old cultivator said, as they continued to investigate, some residual breath was gradually caught by the two of them, but the further forward, the more doubtful Yangming became. Look at the old cultivator on the side. , the other party almost also expressed doubts.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also deeply suspicious?"

Hearing the old man's question, Yang Ming thought for a moment and answered truthfully.

"Yes, it seems that the traces of this cover are the traces of the immortal's revision, and there is no evil spirit of any evil spirits. Could it be that the people who fought before were all people in the immortal way?"

The old man's tone was more certain than Yangming's.

"According to the old man, it should be just as the Taoist friend said, even if there is a conflict between the immortals and revisionists, the fighting method will not be hidden.

"Hey... the breath is so natural, isn't it inestimable how high the other party's Taoism is?"

"I'm afraid that's the case. You and I rush to go deeper, maybe there's no return..."

Hearing this, Yang Ming already understood that the old cultivator was a little reluctant, but he had already figured out how to give up on Ziyu Zhenren, and he hoped that the cultivator in front of him could help, so he finally got straight to the point.

"To tell the truth, fellow Daoist, under the name of Yangming, is a monk of Yuhuai Mountain in Yunzhou. The aura he noticed before is exactly the way for seniors in the sect to ask for help..."

Saying that, Yang Ming took out the cracked and **** jade pendant from his sleeve.

"The token is here, and the breath has been traced, how can I give up on this, and I have to investigate whatever I say, and I hope fellow Daoist can help me, fellow Daoist, rest assured, my method of Yuhuai Mountain and Taixu is unparalleled in the world, and Yangming is also Yuhuai. The cultivator of the Shan Zhenren level has the Taixu jade talisman on his body, when you and I are investigating, if you see something that cannot be done, you can immediately use the jade talisman to hide!"

The old monk opened his eyes slightly and looked at Yangming, then nodded slowly.

"I didn't expect that fellow Daoist is actually the famous Yuhuai mountain person, disrespectful and disrespectful, since fellow Daoist is so sure, the old man will give his life to accompany the gentleman. By the way, there is a Yuling Gate on the west side, although the reputation is not obvious, The background is profound, I can go to visit, maybe there are experts over there who are aware of this."

"So good, let's go!"

Yangming put away Ziyu's token and flew westward on the clouds...

...

On the other side, Guan Hezheng flew to the southwestern hill of Hengshan, but he didn't know where the Xiangyuan Sect was. He was very anxious. He was worried about his master, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find the Xiangyuan Sect. Covering up the aura, it is impossible for a sect of Xiandao with a name and a surname to appear as a mountain gate.

However, Shang Yiyi, who flew to Tianji Pavilion, stopped halfway, with a look of surprise on his face, because it was fate to meet an unexpected acquaintance in Yuntou.

"Mr. Ji! Is it really you?"

Ji Yuan nodded, Jiayun approached Shang Yiyi, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Shang Yiyi, why are you traveling alone? No seniors in the sect accompany you?"

Thinking that the fate of the year was considered to be indebted to Shang Yiyi, just now the Lingtai rose up, and I followed the feeling to find it. I didn't expect to meet Shang Yiyi, and it is unlikely that he will come to Nanhuangzhou alone with the other party's Taoism.

"Mr. Ji, it's good to see you! I'm here with Master and senior brother, something big happened, we saw the distress message of Dazhen Ziyu~lightnovelpub.net~ Master went to investigate first, I and I The brothers are asking for help separately, by the way, this is the sword of Dazheng Ziyu!"

When Shang Yiyi saw Ji Yuan, it was as if he had found the backbone at once, and he directly took out the flying sword of Ziyu Zhenren and handed it to Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan took the flying sword and took a closer look. The sword was lavender, with a crystal clear color. At first glance, it looked like gold and iron, but it was actually made of a piece of purple jade. The whole sword was one piece from the blade to the handle.

"It's him?"

Yuhuaishan's Ziyu Daoist had never seen it before, but he left a deep impression in his heart. In his understanding, this Ziyu Daoist was a person who was very capable of causing trouble.

"Mr. Ji, can you go to the master with me? I'm afraid that something will happen to him!"

In Shang Yiyi's heart, he was far less concerned about the immortal Ziyu Dazheng than he was about his master, and of course it was impossible to sit back and ignore it.

"Okay, let's go after it."

"Mr. Ji, I'm here to show the way, when I came before..."

Ji Yuan waved his hand.

"No need to be so troublesome."

Saying that, Ji Yuan took out a scroll from his sleeve, but didn't open it, just said softly.

"Also ask fellow Daoists to take action."

After finishing speaking, Ji Yuan placed the scroll on the Ziyu Feijian and absorbed his own mana at the same time.

The next moment, the Ziyu Feijian sword light lit up, and there seemed to be a circle of water waves rippling in the air, and Ji Yuan's right hand lightly touched the hilt of the Feijian with his sword finger.

whoosh-

The flying sword disappeared in a flash and went straight to the far southwest side. This was Ji Yuan's retracement method using the power of Xie Zhi. It was also Zhu Yan's supernatural power. Although it was definitely not as good as Zhu Yan's, it was not in vain after all. Grab the breath, there is a flying sword here, it is much simpler.

"We'll follow."

Ji Yuan said this, and without waiting for Shang Yiyi to respond, he flew away with him, chasing after Ziyu Feijian.