Somewhere in the forest, an elegant middle-aged man in purple robes sat cross-legged in a small cave, his whole body filled with a faint purple light.
It is the leader of the Huashan Sect, Chen Xinzhu’s master, with purple clouds all over the sky and a starry face!
Violent~
A loud eagle cry suddenly came from afar. Yan Youxing frowned slightly when he heard the sword cry that was very similar to the eagle cry.
"This is?……"
"The true meaning of the flying eagle swordsmanship and the deadly swordsmanship of the Three Immortals!"
Thinking of this, Yan Youxing was a little surprised.
"Could it be that Tianhe is here??"
In Yan Youxing's knowledge, Kong Tianhe is the only one who has such attainments in these two swordsmanships.
However, it seemed that it was not only that, from the clear and melodious sound of the sword, Yan Youxing also felt a faint sense of familiarity.
Thinking of this, Yan Youxing couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
At this moment, a voice that was extremely familiar to Yan Youxing suddenly came from afar.
"Master, the disciple is here..."
Hearing this voice, Yan Youxing's expression suddenly changed.
"This is...Hsinchu!"
Realizing the identity of the owner of this voice, Yan Youxing could no longer sit still and stood up with a groan.
"How did Hsinchu come here?"
Somewhat worried about the safety of his disciples, Yan Youxing quickly picked up the sword at hand and walked out of the cave quickly.
Raising his head slightly, Yan Youxing quickly saw the purple condor soaring in the sky.
In an instant, Yan Youxing's expression changed drastically again.
"This is... Zixia magical power!"
At this moment, Yan Youxing finally understood the source of that familiar feeling. It was actually the Zixia Magic Art from the same lineage!
Thinking of the various martial arts practiced by his disciples, Yan Youxing once again confirmed the identity of the visitor.
It was not the Huashan elder Kong Tianhe as he had guessed before, but his direct disciple Chen Xinzhu.
This time, Yan Youxing was even more shocked.
"Hsinchu's Zixia magical skill, you actually mastered it?!"
As the leader of Huashan, Yan Youxing is very aware of the difficulty of practicing Zixia Magic Skill.
According to the records in the history of Huashan Mountain, the disciples of Huashan Mountain who practiced the Zixia Divine Art were all in the innate realm.
Moreover, they are all strong men of the older generation who have been in the Xiantian realm for decades.
As for those who have mastered the Zixia magic skill in the Houtian realm, there is no one.
At least it's not in the records...
Although Yan Youxing knew that Chen Xinzhu was extremely talented, Chen Xinzhu's performance completely refreshed his understanding.
At this moment, Yan Youxing suddenly remembered a prophecy that was widely spread in the world decades ago.
Probably nearly a hundred years ago, such a prophecy suddenly appeared in the world.
It is said that the second heavenly change is about to occur in this world, the spiritual energy craze is about to break out, and the golden age of spiritual practice is about to come...
However, this prophecy has been passed down for nearly a hundred years. The human race has experienced a war between humans and demons, and a war between good and evil, but this prophecy still has not come true.
So many people have already forgotten this prophecy.
However, after seeing the evil behavior of his disciples and thinking about some changes that had taken place in the world in recent years, Yan Youxing couldn't help but recall this prophecy again.
Before Yan Youxing could think about it, Chen Xinzhu's voice came from afar again.
"Master, where are you? My disciple is here to pick you up."
After hearing this, Yan Youxing came back to his senses. After two days of recuperation, although his injuries were still extremely serious, he had some ability to protect himself.
Under the master, he is no longer afraid.
Thinking of this, Yan Youxing no longer hesitated, unsheathed his sword and struck out with one strike.
In an instant, a huge purple sword energy shot into the sky.
Bang!
Above the sky, the purple sword energy instantly disintegrated and turned into a dazzling purple light.
Ten miles away, Chen Xinzhu clearly saw the dazzling purple light in the distant sky, and was shocked.
"It's Master!"
Not daring to neglect, Chen Xinzhu's figure instantly turned into a purple afterimage, and quickly flew away into the distance.
…
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Xinzhu finally saw that familiar figure again.
When he came to Yan Youxing, Chen Xinzhu took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
Bowing and clasping his fists, Chen Xinzhu shouted respectfully to Yan Youxing: "Master!"
Looking at the familiar disciple in front of him, Yan Youxing felt deeply in his heart.
This time, it was really dangerous.
Yan Youxing reached out to help Chen Xinzhu up and asked, "Xinchu, why are you here?"
Chen Xinzhu stood up and replied softly: "The scene of the master's battle spread to Dalin County, and the disciples rushed over after seeing it."
Having said this, Chen Xinzhu looked at Yan Youxing and asked with some worry: "Master, how is your injury? Is it okay?"
Seeing Chen Xinzhu's worried look, Yan Youxing smiled softly.
"Don't worry, it's no big deal."
Speaking of which, Yan Youxing changed the subject without waiting for Chen Xinzhu to speak.
"Hsinchu, have you mastered the Zixia magic skill?" Yan Youxing asked softly, looking at Chen Hsinchu who was obviously relieved.
Hearing this, Chen Xinzhu was startled for a moment, and then replied: "It's my luck that I have finally mastered the first level of Zixia Magic Technique."
Hearing Chen Xinzhu's personal admission, Yan Youxing couldn't help laughing happily even though he had already suspected it.
"Okay, okay!"
Reaching out and patting Chen Xinzhu's shoulder gently, Yan Youxing said with a face full of relief: "You really didn't disappoint me, so I feel relieved."
"Huh? Master, what do you mean by this?" Thinking of the routine novels he had read in his previous life, Chen Xinzhu suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Could Master...
Seeing that Chen Xinzhu seemed to be thinking wildly, Yan Youxing stretched out her finger and lightly tapped his forehead.
"Don't think blindly, I'm fine."
"real??"
"real……"
"..."
Seeing that Chen Xinzhu still seemed a little unconvinced, Yan Youxing had no choice but to change the topic.
"There was such a big movement and no disciples of the Nether Sect came to check. Have you solved them all?"
"Yeah." Chen Xinzhu responded softly, seeming to be still struggling with the previous question.
Seeing this scene, Yan Youxing couldn't help but shook his head and said helplessly: "Okay, let's go. If I want to heal my injury, I still need some medication."
After hearing this, Chen Xinzhu's attention was finally diverted successfully.
"Then let's go back to Huashan quickly. I'm afraid all the uncles are also worried about you..."
"Hmm..." Yan Youxing responded softly.
Soon, the two figures disappeared.
…
However, within half a quarter of an hour of their journey, Chen Xinzhu and Chen met an unexpected yet reasonable person.
Kong Tianhe, dressed in white, bowed to Yan Youxing.
"Uncle, I'm late, please punish me."
Yan Youxing sighed softly and reached out to help Kong Tianhe.
"You have tried your best, how can I punish you..."
Chen Xinzhu beside him also nodded slightly. He could sense that the aura on Kong Tianhe's body was extremely restless.
Looking at his dusty appearance, he must have been working hard all the way.
Without further words, the three of them met and set off on the road again.