Chapter six hundred and thirty third encounter an old friend
Chapter 633: Encountering an old friend by chance
Standing in the air, Li Peicheng judged the direction and thought of going to the Qinglian Mountains first. After all, that was where Li Xuanting's sect was located, and he didn't want it to be messed up by a group of gangsters. He didn't have the strength before, but now he has it.
It's time to go do a sweep and pay homage to Li Xuanting's fellow disciples.
Li Peicheng was about to fly to the Qinglian Mountains of Tianhong Continent with auspicious clouds, but he noticed a fluctuation of mana in the sky, and someone flew through outer space to Yueyouxing.
There were also three people coming, all cultivators in the Tribulation Stage. The leader was wearing a dazzling golden robe, with a red crane embroidered on the back of the robe. He had a horse face and eagle eyes. He looked middle-aged, but he was somewhat similar to Ye Tiannan of the Ye family.
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This person's realm is surprisingly high, and he is on par with the old man sent by Longmen.
Li Peicheng frowned slightly. This time he traveled to the Shiji Galaxy for a hundred years in pursuit of Rumeng. He had traveled to almost half of the Shiji Galaxy. His knowledge was many times higher than before. When he saw the three people behind their robes,
They were all embroidered with a vermilion crane, and they immediately realized that these three people should be from the Taiyi Cult who also came from Fulong Star.
I wonder why people from the Taiyi Sect have also come to Yueyouxing? This Yueyouxing is just a planet with middle-level cultivation resources and strength. Although it is close to Fulongxing, even if this sect wants to get involved in this planet, it seems that
There is no need to send out elder-level figures.
When Li Peicheng was confused, the three Taiyi Sect members had already flown past him not far away with arrogance, without even looking at Li Peicheng.
Yuanman Mountain Range! A strange light flashed in Li Peicheng's eyes, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face, but then he shook his head and flew towards the Qinglian Peak of Tianhong Continent.
Masters from the two sects of the Taiyi Sect and the Longmen Sect gathered together. The water was too deep, and Li Peicheng did not want to get involved just to satisfy his temporary curiosity. Besides, he had some issues with Fu Zixi and his wife. It would be better if they could not meet each other or meet as little as possible.
He flew slowly towards Qinglian Peak, while carefully releasing his spiritual thoughts all the way, scanning a thousand-mile radius, and occasionally scattering some dream flower seeds. In a few days, he would return to the place where he sprinkled dream flower seeds.
, if Rumeng sees her, she will definitely be wandering nearby, and he will be able to find her with his powerful spiritual thoughts.
Along the way, I saw many cultivators flying in the direction of the Yuanman Mountains. There were high and low cultivators, some in groups and some alone. Those people were all busy on their way and rarely spoke.
Since Li Peicheng had made up his mind not to cause trouble, he turned his back on sight and ears and focused on exploring the traces of Rumeng.
As they were flying, they saw hundreds of thousands of troops fighting on the ground in front of them, with rivers of blood flowing on the ground. Skulls were piled up like mountains, and the thick smell of blood floated between heaven and earth. Those people were fighting selflessly, and there were still soldiers from both armies.
Some of them were actually cultivators, fighting in the air, which was no less dangerous than the battle between soldiers.
Li Peicheng has seen many such secular wars in the past hundred years. Although he often laments that human lives are like grass in wars, he would not interfere, and it was the same today. But suddenly his eyes lit up slightly.
He saw that one of the cultivators competing was actually a sword wielder with a broken arm. Although that man's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he was not at all inferior when fighting two cultivators of the same level alone.
Opening the big closing, there is a momentum of going forward bravely and swallowing mountains and rivers.
Tengwu! Li Peicheng never expected that he would meet this resolute and brave one-armed general Tengwu again after more than two hundred years.
Li Peicheng couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Although he gave him a lot of advice and guided him into the path of cultivation, he was able to cultivate to the middle stage of Nascent Soul in the secular world in more than two hundred years. Such speed
This talent is absolutely amazing.
Teng Wu became more and more courageous as he fought, and his slashing skills combined with the mysteries of martial arts actually drove the two monks who were both in the middle stage of Nascent Soul into chaos. Their flying swords danced wildly in the air, and they were about to lose. At this moment.
A man in black with a stern face in the opponent's military camp. There was a skeleton wooden staff hanging above his head. He was casting a spell to absorb the murderous souls of the dead soldiers on the battlefield. Finally, a fierce light flashed through his eyes. He muttered something in his mouth. Then he saw the skeleton wooden staff.
The staff flew toward Tengwu, and the gloomy black energy surged out from the skull, shrouding Tengwu in the blink of an eye.
Teng Wu was affected by the sinister black energy transformed by the wronged soul, and the situation immediately deteriorated, and he was no longer as ferocious as before. At this moment, a man in dragon robes rose into the sky, holding a three-foot sword in his hand. The sword was dazzling.
, turned into a cold light and went straight towards the man in black.
Seeing this, the man in black chuckled, and the sinister black energy immediately condensed into a fierce ghost. The fierce ghost faced the flying sword. No matter how hard the man in the dragon robe tried, the flying sword could not repel the fierce ghost.
Li Peicheng took a closer look and found that he was not the young Zhao Zhuo from more than two hundred years ago, but now he had lost the childishness of the past, and after years of vicissitudes, he still had the majesty of an emperor. His cultivation was compared to Tengwu.
It's only one level behind, the early stage of Nascent Soul, so this speed is quite impressive.
On the ground, Tengwu's troops saw that Tengwu and Zhao Zhuo were in bad shape. They seemed to lose their morale and began to retreat steadily. Tengwu and Zhao Zhuo roared in panic, but they were unable to reverse the defeat at all.
Since they are old friends, Li Peicheng will naturally not ignore him, and what's more, the other party uses vicious demonic skills.
From a distance, Li Peicheng silently cast a few low-level body binding spells on those people. Immediately, those people felt as if a huge stone was pressing on them, their true energy was stagnant, and their movements were slow.
Although Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo didn't know why the enemy suddenly became weak and slow, they couldn't think too much at this time. One swung his sword and the other used his sword, and actually killed the enemy cultivator with great power.
Not a single one is left.
Upon seeing this, the troops on the ground immediately reversed the situation and defeated the enemy.
Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo glanced around with doubtful eyes, and finally saw a man in green clothes not far away who looked young, but could feel the vicissitudes of time from him, standing in the air with a smile. The strangest thing was that in front of them,
Tengwu and Zhao Zhuo didn't recognize the person in terms of body shape or appearance, but they had a vague feeling of déjà vu.
No matter how they felt, it was not difficult for them to guess based on their intelligence that it was Li Peicheng who had just come to help, and the two of them hurriedly flew forward.
"Thank you for your help, senior!" the two of them thanked respectfully.
Fighting with Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo were several cultivators, with high and low cultivation levels, but none of them were as good as Teng Wu. These people were also confused at first, but when they saw Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo greeting Li Peicheng, they immediately returned
After thinking about it, they all hurried forward to salute.
Li Peicheng did not deny it, but just waved his hand, then smiled at Tengwu and Zhao Zhuo, and said: "I said goodbye to you outside Boming City in the past, but I didn't expect that more than two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye."
When Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo heard this, they felt as if they were struck by lightning, and they immediately understood why this young man had an aura they were familiar with.
"Sir!" The two men called with excitement on their faces, but their knees had already been bent, and they knelt down respectfully towards Li Peicheng. When they raised their heads, the corners of the eyes of these two iron-blooded men were actually a little moist.
Those cultivators were surprised when they saw this. You must know that Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo have always been unruly in their eyes. Even when they saw the master of the enshrinement hall, they would not kneel down. Because these two people are one
They were extremely powerful, and the other person was the King of Song Dynasty. The master of the worship hall just turned a blind eye and allowed them to be so unruly. Unexpectedly, when he saw this person today, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.
.I really don’t know who this person is.
But they didn't know that the man in front of them was the benefactor of Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo, but he just didn't accept them as disciples.
However, they were just shocked and suspicious in their hearts, but they did not kneel down. They were disciples of Yue Youxing's powerful Qingwei sect. Unlike Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo, they were casual cultivators with no sect or sect. Even though Li Peicheng had just secretly
His ability to help was astonishing. At most, they thought that Li Peicheng was just a senior with a high level of cultivation in the world of cultivation, but he was not worthy of such a great gift from them.
The hundreds of thousands of iron-blooded troops below knelt down when they saw Teng Wu and Prince Zhao Zhuo, who were as majestic as heavenly generals, and immediately knelt down on one knee towards Li Peicheng. The darkness was so spectacular that it was very spectacular.
Li Peicheng saw that the eyes of the man in the subway, who was bleeding but not shedding tears, were wet, and he was inevitably a little moved. He sighed softly and said: "Everyone, get up and lead me to sit where you are staying."
After hearing this, the two people stood up, with unconcealed expressions of ecstasy on their faces. The two people quickly and respectfully led the way towards a majestic city within sight of the distance. As for the army, they had already won a complete victory, so there was no need for them to bother.
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The two led Li Peicheng into a majestic mansion. Along the corridor, many servants knelt down to pay their respects. After the three of them walked away, they stood up with cold sweat on their backs, looking horrified.
I don’t know who the god is that makes the one-armed immortal Tengwu and the prince be so respectful.
Entering a solemnly and luxuriously decorated hall, Teng Wu and Zhao Zhuo respectfully welcomed Li Peicheng to the seat. Although these two people did not join the Yanhuang Sect, they were actually taught by Li Peicheng himself, and they had a relationship between master and disciple.
Therefore, Li Peicheng was not humble and sat in the upper position leisurely.
After the two of them waited for Li Peicheng to sit down, they kowtowed three times to Li Peicheng respectfully, and then stood up and waited respectfully.
Seeing this, Li Peicheng smiled lightly and said, "Sit down, everyone, and let's talk about what happened to you over the years."
After hearing this, the two people sat down carefully and looked at each other. Tengwu said: "In the past, when I said goodbye to my husband in Boming City, I and Zhao Zhuo looked around for a suitable place to practice. But Lingshan Ling
The capital has long been occupied by cultivating sects or families, so it is not easy to find a suitable place. Zhao Zhuonai was the third prince of the Song Dynasty, and he escaped from the palace because he could not bear the rejection of his brothers. Seeing this, he proposed to return to the capital of the Song Dynasty, because there were
A spiritual mountain dedicated to the Song Dynasty for worship and meditation..."