Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The loess is full, dust and smoke are growing at the feet of Chasing Yunju.

Qin Xuan drove away from the Qinghe Nian to the site of the former Cold Wind Sect. Although the Cold Wind Sect had been destroyed, it was the starting point of his previous life.

In just two hours, he has traveled nearly 20,000 miles.

The four cloud-chasing horses are really fast, and they can travel more than 100,000 miles a day.

Suddenly, Chasing Yunju's speed suddenly slowed down, Qin Xuan's eyes dazzled, and he looked forward.

He raised his hoof, and a hundred meters away from that front, the figure of an old man appeared in front of him.

This was a gray-haired old man, Qin Xuan thought his bone age was at least two hundred years old.

The old man has wrinkles on his face and his face is full of grief.

Before Qin Xuan could speak out, he shouted from a hundred meters away: "Friends of Taoism, I forgive me for disturbing the car!"

He prayed directly, full of bitterness, and only after him was a teenager poking out his head.

The young man is not very young. At the age of thirteen or four, he has practiced a little, but he has never even entered the Qi Refining Realm.

Qin Xuan walked slowly and walked in front of the old and the young.

"What's the matter?"

He looked at the old and the young, his eyes flat.

The old man hesitated, Xuan even smiled bitterly, "I am really sorry for disturbing fellow Daoist!"

"I come from Yanhuang Village, this child is my grandson!"

He pulled the boy and whispered: "Call Senior!"

The young man was a little frightened, he looked up at Qin Xuan on Qinghe Nian.

"Hello senior!"

The voice is immature and somewhat sweet.

It's a pity that Qin Xuan's expression still hasn't changed, just looking at the old man.

The old man’s complexion changed slightly, "Friends of Daoist, I am taking my grandson to a mass examination to find the way. However, the cloud chasing horse I was raising is really old, and actually fell on the way. The old man and my grandson It's been a day and a night."

"Although the old man has the golden core cultivation base, but after all, his strength is low and it is difficult to carry people with him. There are still millions of miles away from that big sect. I encountered a fellow Daoist by chance. This is a sudden thought for me. I hope the fellow Daoist can carry me. Two people."

With a sad expression on his face, his palms were slightly open, and he took out a few dusty Ninth-Rank Spirit Crystals from between his sleeves.

"Lao Er is from that small village. He was given a gift from a predecessor. He only stepped into the Golden Core Realm in the years of dying. There was not much progress in the following hundreds of years, and there was not much accumulation at a time. Now he is empty. Only these few spiritual crystals were given." The old man's expression became even more sad.

"Lao Er knows that Fellow Daoist is a disciple of the Great Sect of Qinghe, so he won't care about this little spirit crystal, but please watch Fellow Daoist..."

"Grandpa!" The young man gently pulled the old man's sleeves, he looked at Qin Xuan's indifferent expression, "I can still go!"

The old man looked at Qin Xuan, "You only need to take the old man and my grandson to a nearby town, and you will be able to go along the way, without delaying the trip of the Taoist."

He looked old, but couldn't help begging.

Qin Xuan looked at the old and the young, and the few spirit crystals that were difficult to see.

At the moment when the old man was about to turn around in disappointment, Qin Xuan said softly, "Come on!"

The old man's face was shocked, and he looked at Qin Xuan with surprise.

"Thank you fellow daoist, thank you fellow daoist!" He quickly saluted.

Qin Xuan said lightly: "Can you drive?"

"Yes, some!"

"Ling Jing put it away, you come to drive, and take you two to go is equivalent to reward!"

Qin Xuan said lightly, both the old man and the young man were full of joy.

"Thank you senior!" the boy said heartily.

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

With these two people ascending Nian, Qing He Nian continued to move forward.

The old man drove in front of him, and the young man and Qin Xuan sat in the middle.

"Which sect are you going to?" Qin Xuan asked indifferently.

"It's Tianyunzong!" The old man said hastily.

Sky Cloud Sect?

Qin Xuan had long expected that he saw the shadow of Tianyunzong's introductory exercise in the body of the old man.

"Friends of Dao, my grandson has a little talent. I used to accidentally obtain a volume of exercises in the hands of a senior of the Tianyun Sect. That senior once said that if my juniors intend to enter the path, they can enter the sky. Yunzong assessment." The old man sighed in front of him, "Lao Er is just an ordinary villager. He gets the magic skill roll but he quickly enters the loess before he can cultivate into golden pills."

"In these hundreds of years, I have finally found out about the Tianyun Sect. Xun'er has been smart since childhood. He is not many times stronger than me. Unlike his dull father, I remembered what the former senior said. I want to take my grandson to a try."

Qin Xuan watched the young man's roots and shook his head slightly, "He is indeed a little talented and intelligent, but he is late in entering the Sky Cloud Sect!"

The old man's complexion changed slightly, but Qin Xuan said again after hearing that, "However, if you are diligent, you can enter the outside door from the handyman in the Tianyun Sect."

"Tianyun Sect is a third-class sect, and it is also a large sect in the Northern Wilderness. The assessment of disciples is extremely strict. If he enters the Qi Refining Realm before the age of twelve, he can still enter the outer door.

The old man was startled, and finally he let out a bitter sigh.

"Even if it's the heavy handyman, it's better than my old bone staying in that small village for a lifetime."

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and stopped talking about the boy.

"Where is Yanhuang Village?" Qin Xuan asked lightly.

"Red Tucheng is thousands of miles north."

"Then you should be aware of the millions of miles around Chitu City?" Qin Xuan's eyes dazzled.

The old man was startled and nodded: "I don't know much, so I think I'm more knowledgeable than a daoist friend!"

Naturally, Qin Xuan would not care about the old man's flattery, but asked slowly: "Then do you know the Cold Wind Sect?"

He knows everything in his previous life, but in this life he entered the realm of comprehension for nearly a hundred years. This old man has the golden core cultivation base, and happened to have been inquiring around, maybe he will know the Cold Wind Sect.

"Cold Wind Sect?" The old man seemed to be reminiscing, and immediately said: "Fellow Daoist is talking about the Cold Wind Sect that has been destroyed?"

"Yeah!" Qin Xuan nodded.

"I've heard of it before. The Cold Wind Sect seems to have obtained a seven-rank elixir, concealing its sins, and finally the entire sect was destroyed by the Chiyan Sect." The old man said slowly.

Qin Xuan's eyes lighted, was he still destroyed by the Scarlet Flame Sect after all?

The same is true in previous lives.

Although he entered the realm of cultivation late, he has not changed much.

"What about Snow Sword Sect? What is the connection with Scarlet Flame Sect?"

"Snow Sword Sect? There should be no connection. I heard that after the Cold Wind Sect was destroyed, several sects competed for the Cold Wind Sect ruins. In the end, Snow Sword Sect won. Snow Sword Sect was originally a Ninth Grade Sect. A monk of Jindan Dacheng came out, and after acquiring the cold wind sect site, he jumped into the eighth grade sect."

"By the way, Fellow Daoist hasn't said where to go!" The old man suddenly remembered that he had just followed Qin Xuan's direction before.

"Snow Sword Sect!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, looking at the northern wilderness.

"Seeing, but thinking!"

"It's..."

"Revisit the old place!"