In the guest room, the bamboo sword activated the restaurant's own shielding formation and walked back and forth alone in the room, the expression on his face changing.
"Why is it him? How come he appears in Qingtian City, and he happens to be near me?"
"However, he probably didn't recognize me. After all, so many years have passed, and I have also changed from the Xuan Immortal back then to the Immortal Lord today..."
Zhujian felt restless for a while, and the old man he happened to meet below brought out a profound memory that had been buried in his mind for many years.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. As the owner of this room, Zhu Jian knew the identity of the person outside the door almost at the moment when the knock on the door came.
This suddenly made Zhu Jian's expression become complicated, and for a moment he was afraid to open the door.
However, the middle-aged man from the Yijian family who lived next door to Zhujian opened the door, stared at Elder Nong with an unkind look, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? What do you want from Zhujian?"
"It's inconvenient to tell you!" Elder Nong said calmly.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man from the Yijian family suddenly darkened his face and snorted coldly: "Can you tell me? Even if you didn't tell me, I can roughly guess that you are probably here to give Zhujian a colorful gift.
Crystal, so that he can continue to stay in Qingtian City."
The farmer elder ignored it.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man of the Yijian family naturally confirmed his suspicions and threatened: "If you dare to give Zhujian colorful divine crystals, you will be the enemy of our Yijian family. Old man, I give you a piece of advice.
, it’s too late to retreat now, otherwise, if you offend our Yijian family, I can guarantee that you will die when you leave Qingtian City.”
At this time, Zhujian's door opened, and he suddenly appeared in front of Elder Nong, shouting impatiently: "Old man, who are you? I don't know you, have you found the wrong person?" After that,
, Zhu Jian was about to close the door.
"I didn't find the wrong person. I came here specifically for you, Chen Shifang!" As soon as Elder Nong said these words, Zhu Jian's body immediately stiffened.
The middle-aged man of the Yijian family had a flash of light in his eyes. He stared at the bamboo sword with bright eyes. He quickly understood what was going on and couldn't help laughing: "Chen Shifang? Hahaha, bamboo sword, could it be this?
Is it your real name? Or, is it your other identity?"
Zhujian's expression changed rapidly, as if he was caught off guard. He stood at the city gate in silence for a while, and finally let out a helpless sigh and invited the farmer elder in.
"Bang!" Zhujian's door slammed shut, and the guest room's built-in shielding formation was activated, making it difficult for outsiders to peek inside.
"Hey, Bamboo Sword? Chen Shifang?" The middle-aged man of the Yijian family stood at the door and sneered. He immediately used a secret method to transmit the clues he had just obtained back to the family.
In the guest room, Zhu Jian stared at Elder Nong with an extremely complicated expression, then bowed deeply to Elder Nong and said: "Disciple Chen Shifang, pay your respects to Elder Nong!"
Opposite, Elder Nong also stared at the young man in front of him with a look of emotion on his face, and said: "Unknowingly, it has been more than 100,000 years since you left the sect. Chen Shifang, I wonder if you still regard yourself as a member of the Zixiao Sword Sect."
disciple."
"Chen Shifang has always been a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect and has never been judged by the sect. However, Elder Nong also knows some of the sect's circumstances, so the disciple has not dared to go back all these years." Chen Shifang said in a low voice.
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The elder farmer nodded, with a look of relief on his face, and said, "What happened when you suddenly disappeared?"
"When the disciple was out on a mission, he suddenly encountered an unknown strong man who chased him all the way. He narrowly escaped death. However, fortunately, the disciple was blessed with good fortune and luckily survived due to some coincidences. Since then, the disciple has kept his name anonymous and has been living as a casual cultivator.
Identity practice.”
Having said this, Chen Shifang paused and said with a bitter look on his face: "Elder Nong, my disciple's cultivation back then was only a short time after he entered the Mysterious Immortal Realm. However, the enemy who chased and killed him turned out to be in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal Realm. My disciple was really in danger back then.
Huansheng, he almost died."
Elder Nong's expression was solemn. Chen Shifang's experience was exactly what they imagined, because in recent years, too many talented disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect have disappeared for no reason when they went out, or died due to various accidents.
"Then the Yijian family, how did you offend them?" Elder Nong asked.
"Because of this!" Chen Shifang handed a jade bottle to Elder Nong with a solemn expression.
Elder Nong opened the jade bottle, and a sharp sword intent suddenly filled the air from the jade bottle.
I saw a few drops of bright red blood lying quietly inside the jade bottle.
"This breath..." Elder Nong's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to have thought of something. His face suddenly changed, his eyes became extremely scary, and he said coldly: "This is the supreme elder of our Zixiao Sword Sect.
The essence and blood of Immortal Emperor Yunluo!"
"Yes, it is indeed the essence and blood of Immortal Emperor Yunluo."
"Tens of thousands of years ago, an Immortal Emperor's Cave suddenly appeared in the Huangsha Immortal Domain, attracting many immortals to explore. Finally, the remains of an Immortal Emperor were discovered at the end of the cave. The identity of this Immortal Emperor was exactly
Senior Yun Luo of the Zixiao Sword Sect!"
"Senior Yunluo's wealth left in the cave was competed by many forces, and these few drops of the Immortal Emperor's blood, which contains the sword's will, fell into the hands of the Yijian family."
"The Yijian family has never used these blood essences, because the ancestors of the Yijian family plan to use these blood essences at the most appropriate time to increase the success rate of breaking through to the Immortal Emperor."
"However, the disciple quietly sneaked into the Yijian family, and after a lot of setbacks, he finally successfully stole the essence and blood of Immortal Emperor Yunluo from the Yijian family's treasure house..."
Chen Shifang kept the story short and told the truth about how he offended the Yijian family.
"Just to steal a few drops of blood essence from Supreme Elder Yunluo, you put yourself in danger." Elder Nong looked at Chen Shifang with a complicated expression.
"After all, that is the essence and blood of the supreme elder of the Zixiao Sword Sect. As a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect, how can Chen Shifang tolerate the essence and blood of the elders of the sect being desecrated by others." Chen Shifang's tone was sonorous and powerful.
"Well, Chen Shifang, you have offended the Yijian family anyway, and the situation is no longer optimistic. Why not follow me back to the Zixiao Sword Sect," Elder Nong said.
Chen Shifang's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice: "There are six great Immortal Lords in the Yijian family. There are two of them in the Immortal Lord Realm of the Ninth Level. Among the remaining four, one is the Seventh Level, two are the Sixth Level, and just...
The third heaven who lives next door to me."
"It doesn't matter, the Zixiao Sword Sect is no longer what it used to be, and we are not afraid of them at all." Elder Nong said.
"In this case, then the disciple should follow the elders back to the sect. After being away for so many years, it's time to go back and have a look."
...
Soon, Chen Shifang followed Elder Nong and left the inn where he had lived for many years and walked straight out of Qingtian City.
Behind them, the middle-aged man from the Yijian family followed closely, frequently sending messages to communicate with the family.
Elder Nong, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened, completely treating this middle-aged man from the third level of the Immortal King Realm as a transparent object.
"By the way, Elder Nong, I have something that I don't understand. How did you know that I was in Qingtian City?" Chen Shifang suddenly asked.