Chapter 515: Qi Dun Old Friend, you are so familiar

Yu Zecheng and others walked on the sword and flew all the way to the center of the stone platform. They saw the four words of Xuanyuan Sword Sect flashing on the stone platform from afar. The words kept flashing, flashing for more than ten breaths, and then changed to the Rising Sword Sect, and then changed to other sects, so that all the sects in one area were displayed.

In fact, this shows that there is something to say. Just like Yu Zecheng comes alone, it also shows the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. In this way, outsiders think that countless conferences here come to support the show, and even the Xuanyuan Sword Sect has come, but they don’t know how many people have come. Dan Sect takes advantage of it to strengthen its momentum and gain a good reputation.

Yu Zecheng flew over with his sword and flew to that area, which was just under the main platform in the center of the stone platform. At a glance, you can see all the activities on the center stone platform. This is the best place to visit.

Yu Zecheng nodded, thinking that this is OK. If the position is not good, although he can lose this person, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect he represents now is absolutely not good. This involves the dignity of the sect, so he must not be neglected.

Yu Zecheng landed here. In addition to the five major sword sects, there are also Miaohua Sect, Fangcun Sect, Tongxuan Tianji Valley and other places. Many of these are allies of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but few of them know each other here.

On this occasion, the two true lords of the Litian Sword Sect came here, and Hong Ling returned to her previous cold feeling and could not continue to talk to her. Bai Su vaguely had an indescribable separation with Yu Zecheng, and no longer treated Yu Zecheng like before. In this way, Yu Zecheng sat here, doing nothing, and was lonely.

Just when he was not interested, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind:

"Yu Zecheng? Yu Zecheng, is that you?"

Yu Zecheng looked back and saw an old man in the other area, in the area next to him, he looked at Yu Zecheng. The old man was short and bald, and was carrying a huge turtle-shell shield behind him. He felt a strange feeling, just like a turtle walking upright.

Yu Zecheng looked closely and found that it was the True Lord Guizang of Qidun Sect, the True Lord of the Yuanying whom he met in the Jiyuan Yunxia Sect last time. This old man did not have the majesty of the True Lord of the Yuanying. Any major event in the world of immortal cultivation would definitely send him to attend various grand events.

One of the Qidun Sects is good at defense. They are known as iron walls and copper walls. The strong shield will never be broken. They are jokingly called the indestructible turtle shell in the world of cultivation. They, the Saint Armor Sect and the Rakshasa Vajra Sect, are both famous for their defense. The strongest thing in this sect is not the invincible defense, but the timid mentality, and everything is the best.

Yu Zexin walked over quickly, saluted the old man respectfully, and said:

"Meet Master Guizang."

The old man laughed and said:

"It's really you, Yu Zecheng. When we parted, we met again. You had already formed a golden elixir. We entered the country very quickly, which is a joyful congratulation."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Master, you are still stronger and stronger. The spirit of the dragon and horse is also gratifying."

The two of them smiled and the True Lord Guizang said:

"Come on, watch the fun here, let's talk, by the way, how is your master now?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"My master has begun to turn into a baby and has been in seclusion for several years."

True Lord Guizang said:

"Nan Tian is a good child, I hope he can become a Nascent Soul."

The two of them sat down, and a foundation-building monk next to him suddenly said:

"Zhenren Yu, do you still know me?"

When Yu Zecheng saw that it was Jiang Zimu who met once back then. Yu Zecheng bowed and said:

"It's Brother Zimu. I haven't seen you for many years, so I'm fine."

Jiang Zimu smiled and said to the several foundation-building monks next to him:

"Look, I said Yu Zecheng will not know his friends after becoming a Jindan real person. You lost. Look, this is my friend Yu Zecheng."

Then he smiled at Yu Zecheng and said:

"I used to say you were my friend, and they didn't believe it. We just bet that they said you definitely don't know me."

Yu Zecheng said:

"So how can one be a person who forgets one's roots, be a friend for one day and a friend for life."

In this way, everyone sat together and started chatting. Inadvertently, Yu Zecheng could always feel someone looking at him silently. When he looked back, he saw a stone table not far from Qidun Sect. There was a man and a woman next to the stone table. The woman was always looking at him silently.

The man and woman didn't know which disciple came to the family, and they were here. Yu Zecheng felt a familiar feeling when he saw them. He must have seen these two people there.

The woman's hands were like soft croakers, her skin was like cream, her collar was like a pineapple, her teeth were like a gourd, and her head was full of eyebrows. The man was also handsome, but Yu Zecheng completely ignored it and didn't even look at what he looked like.

Both of them had a strange phenomenon in their bodies. The woman was constantly developing flowers, the man was changing space, the mountains turned into plains, and the world changed.

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but stand up, walked over, bowed to the two of them, and said:

"Yu Zecheng from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is polite. I wonder what you two call me?"

The man smiled and said:

"We met in Huadu back then. The blood demon was rampant and you and I both escaped from his hands."

He disconnected the question in one sentence and did not want to answer Yu Zecheng's question. However, Yu Zecheng didn't care about him either, but just stared at the woman. The woman gave him the feeling that she was familiar, absolutely familiar. She must have seen her there.

The woman was stared at by Yu Zecheng and couldn't help but lower her head. The man seemed a little dissatisfied and was about to groan. The woman said:

"My name is Luo Jingchu."

The man screamed in surprise:

"Jingchu, you actually told him your real name. Are you crazy?"

Luo Jingchuyi frowned and said:

"Don't worry about my affairs."

Yu Zecheng was happy when he heard this and said:

"So this elder brother is uncle. Meeting is fate. I'll beg for mercy here."

After saying that, Yu Zecheng went to the side of the stone table, and then said to Luo Jingchu:

"Would we have seen you there? I wonder why I feel like fate when I see you? We must have seen you there."

Na Luo Jingchu said:

"We've seen it in Huadu, and you didn't pay attention to me at that time."

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"No, I've seen you, I will definitely remember you. Huadu Catastrophe, so many fellow practitioners died that time."

Luo Jingchu said:

"Yes, the golden elixir has been exiled countless times. Every time I think of it, I feel a creepy feeling. This person can die so easily. So what if he practices for a hundred years and a thousand years, he has infinite magic power and can turn time back, and he still cannot escape death when he encounters disaster."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Yes, life is like this, but we must continue to cultivate immortality. The road under our feet is bumpy, and only by working hard can we succeed. The more difficult it is, the more we cannot give up."

The two of them started chatting, and they said one by one, one by one, one by one, becoming more and more acquainted. The man next to them looked at them with a strange look and said:

"This woman is just a trouble. It seems that she has to prepare in advance and has to replace her people again. The next one is the fifth generation, alright."
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