Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen: Mysterious Reality
What happened to Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian during the three days they were in the blue cauldron is a secret.
A secret that cannot be described on paper and pen.
At that time, when they saw Zhou Yang and others coming out, the monk surnamed Yin didn't react much because he was busy refining the magic weapon.
The old man surnamed Lu looked at Zhou Yang, who was full of vigilance, with a half-smile but not a smile, and said nothing.
He didn't speak, but Zhou Yang had to speak.
"Junior Zhou Yang, thank you two seniors for saving your life!"
"Senior's life-saving grace will be unforgettable by the two juniors. If there is an errand in the future, I will certainly repay my senior's kindness today by being shattered into pieces!"
After Zhou Yang's expression changed for a while, he quickly calmed down. With a respectful look on his face, he bowed down and bowed deeply to the old man surnamed Lu, and bowed to express his gratitude.
At this moment, he knew that the lives of himself and Jiang Fengxian depended on the thought of the old man named Lu.
Therefore, even though he was full of caution and wariness towards the unfathomable old man named Lu, it did not prevent him from choosing the most correct way to respond.
However, what he didn't expect was that after hearing what he said, the old man surnamed Lu looked at him with a joking face and said, "Really? Are you really willing to break into pieces to repay me for saving your life this time?"
Zhou Yang's expression suddenly changed.
He opened his mouth, gritted his teeth and said: "Of course, without the help of senior, the two juniors would have died in the hands of the wooden mandrill. This junior's life was saved by you, senior. If you want to take it,
, the juniors will never complain!”
This is a nice thing to say.
The old man surnamed Lu also laughed after hearing this.
"Hahaha……"
He raised his head and laughed, then looked at Zhou Yang and asked: "My name is Lu Xuanji, have you ever heard of it?"
"ah!"
Zhou Yang exclaimed and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Senior, could he be the great elder of Xuanyang Immortal Sect, the famous Master Xuanji!"
Lu Xuanji, the great elder of Xuanyang Immortal Sect, known as "Zhenren Xuanji", is a great monk of the ninth level of Nascent Soul who has lived for nearly three thousand years.
Even in Liuyun Continent, a place where the civilization of immortal cultivation is highly prosperous, the strength of "Master Xuanji" can be ranked among the top. Some people even call it the number one master in the immortal cultivation world of Liuyun Continent!
Because of Zhou Yang's relationship with Master Qingyang, he also focused on studying the information of several other Yuanying stage monks of Xuanyang Immortal Sect. Therefore, he knew that this "Master Xuanji" had reached the late stage of Yuanying stage as early as a thousand years ago.
, so his whereabouts are misty and he rarely appears in front of people.
Even at the Nascent Soul Ceremony held after Qingyang Zhenren successfully conceived a baby, the great elder of the Xuanyang Immortal Sect had never appeared.
There have long been rumors in the Immortal Cultivation World of Liuyun Continent that this "Master Xuanji" left the Immortal Cultivation World of Liuyun Continent and traveled to other Immortal Cultivation Worlds to seek opportunities to advance to the Tribulation Stage after his cultivation reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Zhou Yang never thought that he would meet this ninth-level Nascent Soul monk who was famous in the Immortal Cultivation World of Liuyun Continent in the Kunxu Realm, and even be saved by him!
"Senior, I'm the one above. I, the junior, have a blind eye and don't know the real person. I've offended many people. I hope my senior won't blame me!"
Immediately, Zhou Yang bent down and bowed deeply to the old man named Lu again, and apologized sincerely.
After knowing that the other party was the great elder of Xuanyang Immortal Sect, he knew that he had truly met a noble person today.
It's ridiculous that he was playing tricks in front of such a being just now. Looking back now, he is really ashamed and ashamed, and his face is burning.
"I never expected that I would meet a junior like you here. It seems that this is really fate. It means that God is helping me!"
Lu Xuanji looked at Zhou Yang with bright eyes, a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be angry because of Zhou Yang's previous little trick.
He was indeed happy, as he said, being able to meet Zhou Yang in the Kunxu Realm was indeed a kind of destiny.
In his opinion, this was a reminder from God, telling him that the plan would be successful.
Of course, Zhou Yang didn't know why Lu Xuanji was happy, nor what fate Lu Xuanji mentioned.
But he could feel that Lu Xuanji did not have any ill intentions towards him, and that was enough.
To be honest, after continuously experiencing threats from old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage such as Guo Jinhong, Tiansha Corpse King, and Mudi, Zhou Yang already had a psychological shadow about dealing with Nascent Soul stage monks.
Now it was rare to meet a Nascent Soul monk who was kind to him. He was really moved and wanted to cry.
Thinking back to the beginning, his interaction with Master Qingyang made him admire the monks at the Nascent Soul stage.
However, the appearance of Guo Jinhong quickly broke his favorable impression of these top beings in the world of immortality, making him realize that even if one's cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul stage, not everyone is willing to support their descendants.
When he heard Lu Xuanji's words, he murmured with joy on his face: "It's a blessing for me to meet Senior Lu. If Senior Lu hadn't come to the rescue in time, I would have died in the hands of that mandrill!"
"Hehehe, speaking of this, you really should thank me. If it weren't for me, how could you have embraced this beauty?" Bashan Ai
Lu Xuanji smiled and glanced pointedly at Jiang Fengxian behind Zhou Yang, who had been silently watching the conversation between the two without saying a word, his eyes full of narrow-mindedness.
When Zhou Yang heard this, his face turned red and he lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
And Jiang Fengxian behind him also trembled, her face flushed with shame and she almost retracted her head into her collar.
Only the two of them knew what happened during these three days.
It is foreseeable that the experience of these three days will definitely become an unforgettable memory for both of them.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Lu Xuanji laughed again, laughing very happily.
He smiled, and Zhou Yang could only laugh along with him, but no matter how he looked at it, the smile felt uglier than crying.
Making fun of Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian was just an insignificant incident. After Lu Xuanji stopped laughing, he asked Zhou Yang how they fell into Mu Mandrill's hands, and took out the storage rings that Mu Mandrill left behind.
Let them get their stuff back.
When Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian were arrested, their storage rings were snatched away by Muzhao, and all their treasures were also taken by him.
After the monk surnamed Yin killed the mandrill, he only retrieved the "Eye of Light" and did not perform any other actions. He obviously acquiesced that the other treasures belonged to Lu Xuanji.
Lu Xuanji had also checked the storage rings in the past few days. Although there were several things in them that made him excited, for some purpose, he did not touch anything in the storage rings.
.
At this time, he threw all the storage rings in front of Zhou Yang and allowed the two of them to retrieve their belongings, which immediately made Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian overjoyed.
"Thank you, senior."
The two of them bowed to Lu Xuanji with expressions full of gratitude, and then each picked out their own things.
Mudi has lived in the Kunxu Realm for more than two thousand years and has killed countless immortal cultivators and monsters. The treasures in his storage ring are as vast as mountains and seas.
When Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian saw the many treasures inside the storage ring for the first time, they were extremely shocked.
However, both of them are smart people, and no one dares to take an extra treasure that does not belong to them.
Lu Xuanji's reputation is too great. With such a great monk of the ninth level of Nascent Soul supervising him, neither of them dares to cause the other's displeasure because of a momentary greed.
It's just that after Zhou Yang checked several storage rings, he found the sixth-level middle-grade magic weapon, the Dragon Cauldron with an animal face pattern, and the sixth-grade high-grade monster fire phoenix's natal feathers, but he didn't find the one that was taken away by the wooden mandrill.
"Eye of Light".
"What's wrong? But is there something missing?"
Lu Xuanji saw Zhou Yang checking several storage rings several times and couldn't help but ask.
When Zhou Yang heard this, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that one thing is missing. It must have been used by the mandrill!"
Although he didn't know that the mandrill died under the power of the "Eye of Light", he didn't want to mention it in front of Lu Xuanji because of the origin of this treasure.
Moreover, he instinctively felt that the disappearance of the "Eye of Light" should be closely related to Lu Xuanji and the monk named Yin.
Under such circumstances, he would naturally not mention this matter without opening his eyes to avoid embarrassment.
If the thing was really valued by Lu Xuanji and kept as his own, would he still ask the other party to hand it over?
So it's better not to say anything and just pretend it doesn't happen. He won't be able to use it anyway.
"That's it."
Lu Xuanji nodded and said nothing more.
He naturally saw that Zhou Yang didn't mean what he said, but what does it matter?
If Zhou Yang doesn't want to say it, should he force him to say it?
That would be too disrespectful to his status as a senior!
However, he did not expect that the fire phoenix feather that he valued and the sixth-level mid-level magic weapon, the Dragon Cauldron with an animal face pattern, were both Zhou Yang's things.
The Danqi monks were even more interested.
If it is just luck that Zhou Yang possesses the "Qian Yang Treasure Body", then during his cultivation in the Golden Core Stage, he can obtain treasures such as the Fire Phoenix Feathers and the sixth-level mid-grade magic weapon, which is worth pondering.
Already.
There is also Jiang Fengxian, a hybrid child born from the union of humans and "Tianfeng tribe". He has lived for nearly three thousand years. There are not many such hybrid children born from humans and wild alien races, let alone those who have practiced to the golden elixir.
Expect.
"These two little guys are very extraordinary. If we give them time to grow up, maybe they can become one of us!"
Those who can be considered by Lu Xuanji as "one of us" are of course only Nascent Soul Stage monks.
Everyone below the Nascent Soul stage is mediocre. This is a very popular value concept in the circle of Yuanying monks.
"In that case..."
Lu Xuanji's thoughts swirled in his mind, and he couldn't help but look at Zhou Yang and the two with a smile and said: "Meeting is fate. Since you can meet me here, and you happen to be close to Junior Brother Qingyang, I will give you a meeting gift.
From the remaining items in these storage rings, you are allowed to choose three more items each!"