Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Then I saw countless black giant kites with wide wings and long tails circling under the peak.

They have ferocious faces, and their beaks are full of sharp teeth, unlike ordinary birds.

It is the ominous bird that is called "Zhengwu Spectacle" by the monks, and the ominous kite does not fall.

Feng Zhaoming's red and white robe was blown by the wind and made a clank sound, and Xianjun's long hair shook violently.He looked down, his expression indifferent, with the aura of looking down on the world.

——Within this month, you can find the immortal master's legacy.

Feng Zhaoming looked at the ferocious kite hovering below, and thought, since this is the case, this is the last time he uses the ferocious kite's wings to move space.

If he can't find the lost son of the fairy master again this time, then he will wait in the fairy palace.

If you are lucky enough this time, you can find...

Feng Zhaoming closed his eyes, kept walking, and his consciousness was empty.

The back view of Immortal Lord Dongkun holding Lin Yuan's hand behind his back can't help appearing in his mind.

Dongkun Immortal Lord was born in a noble family, with a gentle temperament and extraordinary fighting power, especially good at divination, drawing, and chess.

Feng Zhaoming was accepted as the first apprentice by Dongkun when he was 20 years old.Immortal Master Dongkun taught people tirelessly, starting from meditating and exhaling, he personally taught him to hold a sword, chop and chop, and cast spells.Even writing a pen to pick up sons, he taught them all without reservation, like a master or a father.

From the beginning of apprenticeship until the immortal lord of Dongkun used the power of his tiny body to display the art of reaching the sky, fighting against the evil dragon, saving the common people in the world, and the Tao disappeared.The master and apprentice have lived together for 950 years, and they have never heard Dongkun Immortal Lord scold Feng Zhaoming.

Immortal Lord Dongkun...

Feng Zhaoming's feet were suddenly empty, and his whole body was like duckweed, falling lightly towards the bottomless cliff of Optimus Pillar.

There was the whistling sound of the wind coming from my ears, and countless fierce kites flapped their wide wings and flew towards Feng Zhaoming impatiently.

They let out extremely greedy and hungry roars, and their songs were melodious, like fairy music.

Before the fierce kites could get close to Feng Zhaoming, they opened their mouths wide open, their sharp teeth clenching continuously, emitting bursts of stench.

The kindness of the Immortal Lord Dongkun is hard to repay.Only this child, only this child, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what, he must be found.

Feng Zhaoming suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, a majestic spiritual pressure swept across all directions, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire mountain.

The vicious kites surrounding Xianjun uttered a shrill cry, and when they were about to dodge, Feng Zhaoming grabbed their wings.

The fierce kite struggled violently, turning back to bite with sharp teeth, Feng Zhaoming brazenly leaped onto the kite's ridge, with long hair like ink, dancing wildly against the wind.

Seeing red light bursting out, the surrounding space became distorted visible to the naked eye, and the sky was spinning for a while. Xianjun stepped on the ground with his feet and looked up to all directions.

Feng Zhaoming looked solemn and resolute, he never thought that Buluo Jiyuan could cross the boundary membrane and send him to such a distant place.

He already recognized it.

It turned out to be...

Dongdao, Liaojizhou.

The sky has four legs, and the earth has four continents.

In the east is Dongdao Liaojizhou, in the west is Xilu Zhengwuzhou, in the south there is Nanjiang Liaokongzhou, and in the north is Beiyu Taichongzhou.

The climate of each continent is different, and the habits of the people are also different.

For example, in Zhengwuzhou in the west, it is rainy near the sea, and the people are brave and fierce. Their legs are wrapped in bandages and leggings, and there are medicinal powders to stop bleeding and repel insects.Once injured, the bandage can be removed.

A group of monks from Linjiazhuang struggled through the damp jungle of Optimus Prime.In addition to being a little uncomfortable at the beginning, they quickly demonstrated the fierce strength of the residents of Zhengwuzhou, walking in the jungle as if on flat ground, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Fortunately, they have never encountered the swamp mosquito king known as the leader of the three dangers of Qingtian.In addition, for some reason, those small, vicious mosquitoes seemed to be able to understand Qian Qing's words, and were even afraid of him, willing to obey Qian Qing's instructions.

Therefore, the group did not encounter difficult things, and none of the dozen or so Foundation Establishment monks was injured.

On this day, the monks in Linjiazhuang were walking forward, when they suddenly heard the sound of 'aggressive' swords clashing in front of them, as if someone was fighting fiercely in front of them.

Zhang Renzhi said: "Master Shao, it's chaotic here, why don't you change the way to avoid it."

Just as Lin Zichu was about to speak, the fierce fighters in front, those with keen eyes and ears, had already seen them.

The other party was overjoyed and said: "Fellow daoists, we are disciples of the Kaiyuan Sword Sect. We encountered fierce mosquitoes on our way and injured a few disciples. Can you come to help? If you escape from danger, you will be rewarded!"

Everyone was shocked, thinking of the terrible mosquitoes, they didn't want to go forward.

They had a chance encounter with the disciples of Kaiyuan Jianzong when they entered the mountain pass in the second stage, and then the guards of Linjiazhuang stopped to make adjustments, and the disciples of Kaiyuan Jianzong set off a day earlier than them.

Now he caught up.

Qian Qing leaned close to Lin Zichu's ear and whispered: "Brother, let's keep quiet and hide quietly. These disciples of the Kaiyuan Sword Sect accidentally killed many mosquitoes, and the smelly mosquitoes will not let it go, so there is no need to step forward and cause trouble .”

Lin Zichu nodded slightly.

Just about to make a detour, the disciples of Kaiyuan Jianzong moved towards them as if they had found a savior.

Some recognized Lin Zichu, gave a cry of 'Hey', panted violently, fought fiercely with the mosquitoes, and said, "You...you are Lin Zichu! It's so lucky, fellow Taoist, come and help."

The monk was bitten by a fierce mosquito in the waist, and three blood holes were poked out.Moreover, it was difficult to stop the bleeding from the wounds from the mosquito bites, so the monks were bleeding from the wounds and dyed the blue robes of the Kaiyuan Sword Sect purple, causing serious injuries.

When the disciple saw Lin Zichu, he couldn't help being excited.

The rest of the monks gave an 'Ah' in unison, cheered up, and called out: "Fellow Taoist Zichu, you have long admired your fame, please do not hesitate to help me, and I will be very grateful in the future!"

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Zichu, I...I can't hold on any longer, please help me."

Sincere attitude, compared with the previous meeting, it is a world of difference.

Qian Qing sighed, cursing inwardly that it was unlucky to be recognized.

Lin Zichu came all the way to the Optimus Pillar this time to be able to enter the Immortal Gate.

If all the dozens of disciples of Kaiyuan Jianzong died here, then of course there would be no problem.

But once one or two survivors are left alive, Lin Zichu will definitely become a stain on his visit to Xianzong, which will have a great influence on him.

I also know that it is impossible for Kaiyuan Jianzong to let his disciples climb this perilous fairy mountain unprepared.

There must be a life-saving technique of pressing the bottom of the box to prevent the disciple from being completely overturned.

It would be best to leave quietly without being recognized.But since he was recognized, if he didn't come forward to rescue him, Yu Linzichu's reputation would be damaged.

Qianqing lowered her voice, and said to Lin Zichu: "Brother, these vicious mosquitoes can understand what I say, let me go over and try to see if I can help them escape."

Lin Zi didn't even think about it at the beginning, so he shook his head and said: "Let's go, all the monks will follow me and make a detour."

Qian Qing's heart skipped a beat, thinking, Big Brother is afraid that I will be in danger.

The irritated mosquitoes are indeed very scary, and you will know when you see these dozens of Jianzong disciples in such a mess.

However, he changed his mind as quickly as lightning.Qian Qing frowned and said: "Brother, I'm afraid I have to help. Because, if these Jianzong disciples are forced to use fairy arts or use their swords to escape, they may attract the Swamp Mosquito King. Then we will be too far away. It’s near, I’m afraid it will be affected.”

All the monks in Linjiazhuang came to their senses. Thinking of this, they slapped their thighs, feeling annoyed and feeling too unlucky.

But Qianqing is half or half sure that she can control these fucking stinky mosquitoes.

At that time, Lin Zichu will be the savior of these dozens of Jianzong disciples without any effort, and his reputation will greatly increase.Joining the Xianzong, one more point of confidence.

Just as he was thinking beautifully, Lin Zichu suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Qianqing's wrist, and said in a low voice: "No, I'll wait and take a quick detour."

Suddenly, a sharp female voice was heard, crying out in pain.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

Qianqing stretched her neck and looked forward, only to see a woman, physically exhausted, unable to hold the sword steadily, and even pierced into the abdomen by three needle-like sharp mouthparts of a fierce mosquito.

It was only a few inches away, and it was about to bite the heart.

The murderous mosquito shook its body, sucked back its mouthparts forcefully, and heard two 'grunts', and the beast greedily drank its hot blood.The nun's body trembled like a dead leaf, her face was pale.

There was a male cultivator whose eyes were shattered and he shouted: "Junior Sister!"

No matter whether it will anger the mosquito swarm or not, the male cultivator cut off the spine of the mosquito in front of him with a sword, moved to the female cultivator's side, cut off the mouthpart of the fierce mosquito, and stabbed her to death.

The mouthpart had already left the mosquito's body, but it was still sucking back, continuously absorbing the blood from the nun's body.

The vicious mosquitoes around smelled blood and became more brutal.

Several disciples of Kaiyuan Sword Sect were covered in blood from mosquito bites, they were out of breath, and they were about to be cornered.

Seeing this, Lin Zichu frowned, and said anxiously: "The vicious mosquito is going berserk right now, it must not come forward."

Several disciples of Kaiyuan Sword Sect faintly heard who Lin Zichu was talking to, and seemed to have no intention of going forward.

Someone shouted:

"Fellow Daoist Zichu, where are you going? Come and help!"

"If you come to help me, you will be rewarded in the future."

"If you don't come to save me, my master won't let you go!"

The disciples of Jianzong pinned their hopes on Lin Zichu.But he knew in his heart that Lin Zichu was just a middle-level foundation-building cultivation base, and even one more of him would not be able to change the situation of the battle, so they all fought desperately with the fierce mosquitoes, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Lin Zichu held Qianqing's wrist tightly, unwilling to let him take risks.

Qian Qing heard this Jianzong disciple's words became more and more impolite, she was very annoyed, and wanted to frighten the crowd of mosquitoes, she roared a few times:

"Damn it, smelly mosquito, get the hell out of here."

It's a pity that the clash of swords and swords was noisy and chaotic, and it was very weak when it reached the swamp. It seemed that no mosquitoes were afraid of such a small sound.

The pocket hanging from Qianqing's waist shook violently up and down, and Amao called repeatedly, but no one heard it either.

Then I heard screams reaching the limit from the other side of the swamp, and someone began to curse loudly.

He scolded Lin Zichu so much that he would not be saved even if he was a ghost, and so on.

Qianqing was furious, and was about to step forward, but Lin Zichu's wrist was tightly grabbed by Lin Zichu, like a pair of iron clamps.

Lin Zichu didn't seem to care about other people's curses at all, he pulled Qianqing in front of him, and ordered everyone: "Go back quickly."

After finishing speaking, he and all the monks hurriedly walked in the opposite direction.

"Brother, it's too late!"

"Ah Qing, let's go!"

The jungle is wet and the soil is mossy.

Several people walked very fast, leaving heavy footprints on the mud.

Qian Qing was in a hurry, suddenly thought of something, and froze for a moment.

Then he looked resolute, as if he had made up his mind.

Bend the fingers of your right hand, put them on your lips, close your eyes and blow for a long time.

Then he heard a sharp whistle resounding through the sky, echoing in the Optimus Pillar.

The Pillar of Optimus, the Palace of the Immortal Lord of Dongkun.

On the Qiongtai in the hall, there are four exquisitely carved colored pillars, from which a gurgling aura flows out from the hollow, visible to the naked eye, like water mist, extremely dense.

Two slender-necked cranes stood quietly under the pillars of Qiongtai, peacefully and comfortably.

There was a breeze blowing into the hall, mixed with inexplicable sounds.

As if they heard something, for some reason, the two cranes stopped combing their feathers, stretched their necks and spread their wings, and walked towards the gate of the palace with high cranes.

After taking two steps, he stopped, and there was a hint of doubt in Crane's agile animal pupils, which disappeared in an instant.

The Pillar of Optimus, Zhenhui Peak, and Banxie Pavilion.

In Zhaoming Xianjun Palace, a long rusty sword hangs in the air.

The long sword was dilapidated, with cracks on the blade and hilt. Before getting close, one could smell the stench of blood on the long sword.

Even so, this long sword was still placed in the center of the Banxie Pavilion, and Feng Zhaoming used layers of spells to keep it tightly guarded.

It seems that this long sword is the most precious treasure of Zhengyang Xianzong.

When the cranes chirped, the sword that had been silent for more than ten years trembled invisibly...

The so-called Qingtian has three dangers, and the danger is impassable.

Among the three dangers, the Swamp Mosquito King ranks first, all because of the fierce temperament of the mosquitoes, they like to attack them in groups, and their combat power is extraordinary, causing many monks to die on the pillar of the sky.

Until a few years ago, Immortal Feng Zhaoming went down the mountain to punish the evil mosquitoes. The power of the first battle made the evil mosquitoes no longer dare to regard the lives of monks like ants, and would not take the initiative to provoke them easily.

But even with the majesty and deterrence of the Immortal Monarch, once the fierce mosquitoes and beasts are angered, it is extremely difficult for anyone to escape.

...it is extremely difficult to escape.

A young monk who looked to be in his twenties was forced to retreat by the fierce mosquitoes, and fell into the swamp in embarrassment, covered in foul-smelling mud.

He is a new low-level disciple of the Kaiyuan Sword Sect. This time he came to climb the Optimus Pillar with his brothers and sisters. Who wants to anger the fierce mosquitoes and cause death.

He has just stepped into the cultivation world with one foot, and he has not even had time to ask the female cultivator he likes, what is her name...

Looking at the ferocious mosquito that was rushing towards him, the young monk looked hopeless, couldn't help but grasped the sword and squeezed the spell.

Suddenly, a clear whistle came through my ears.

Echoes in the jungle.

The originally frightening mosquitoes shrank back and shook their bodies like a child stealing food being beaten by their mother after hearing the whistle.

Bean Eye was still staring greedily at the young monk, struggling.

Immediately afterwards, there was another long whistle, which was sharper than before, like a reprimand.

The fierce mosquito wailed, flapped its wings, turned its head and walked away.

The young monk stared blankly at everything in front of him, escaped from death, but didn't know what happened.

"...Zichu fellow Taoist doesn't know what kind of innate supernatural power, just relying on the sound of the whistle, can drive away the evil mosquitoes. Could it be that the cold dragon lying on the snow body is really so magical?"

"If it wasn't for Fellow Daoist Zichu, I might have attracted the Mosquito King after we suffered heavy injuries this time."

"Fellow Daoist Gao Yi, it's a great blessing that Gao Xian is strong today!"

Optimus Prime, Phase [-], In the Jungle.

Dozens of disciples of Kaiyuan Sword Sect were wounded and bleeding profusely.

They untied the leggings, applied the powder, and strangled the wound to prevent bleeding.

Although the monks in Linjiazhuang were reluctant, considering that they were sect disciples, they stayed and guarded the surrounding area for them.

Lin Zichu didn't hear the compliments from the crowd, and looked at Qianqing from time to time, showing a thoughtful expression.

Qian Qing heard the disciples of the Sword Sect praise Lin Zichu, smiled slightly, and suddenly said:

"Although the eldest brother is powerful, all the senior brothers are not idlers. They will not be at a disadvantage in the fight against the prime minister of the three dangers. Even if the eldest brother does not make a move, relying on you alone, after a few more time, you can defeat the evil mosquito. After all, Sect disciples are different!"

The disciple of Jianzong was taken aback, wondering if Qianqing was mocking.

It can be seen that his expression is sincere, and everyone thinks that this child does not understand the truth.

Even if he knew it, he still felt very comfortable being praised by such a handsome young man.The disciple evaded a few words: "Where, where."

With a smug expression, his affection for Qianqing doubled.

Qian Qing sneered in her heart, but she was even more respectful on the surface.

But not far away, there was a young monk who was covered in mud and stinking to the sky.

He sat there blankly, trembling all over, his eyes glazed over, as if he had been frightened stupid.