This is a sect called Xunyu Sect. Among this sect leader, he is not much better than ordinary people.
Since he was pulled into this world, the memories in Zhang Yifeng's mind became increasingly thinner, replaced by completely different memories, replacing all his original experiences.
"So it's just a dream?"
Zhang Yifeng lay on a lawn, recalling the fact that he had fought in the boundless war zone, and the endless territory of the Immortals was galloping, and a smile couldn't help but raise a corner of his mouth.
"Senior Brother Zhang, what are you thinking of again?"
"nothing."
Sniffing the gust of fragrance coming in front of you and the refreshing smile on the girl's face, Zhang Yifeng stood up and looked into the distance along the gradually sinking afterglow.
The girl's name is Qinling, and she is Zhang Yifeng's childhood sweetheart in Xunyu Sect.
The two of them practiced together in Xunyu Sect. Although they couldn't practice anything, they were happy and free.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you can't do those strange things anymore in the future, otherwise you will be displeased by the master and you will be locked up in confinement."
Qin Ling said, turning her head, blushing on her face: "I don't know who to look for when you are locked up."
“Haha, OK.”
Zhang Yifeng reached out and rubbed Qinling's head gently. The latter smiled sweetly, and his eyes were bent into crescent moons.
Not long ago, Zhang Yifeng was still thinking about what he had encountered, but the memories in the dream and all kinds of magical and powerful martial arts were clearly in his mind, but they could not operate at all.
The vast magic power in his body was gone. When the dream became more and more blurred, Zhang Yifeng realized that all his previous memories were fictional fantasies.
The world now is the reality.
"Senior Brother Zhang, let's go back."
Qin Ling held Zhang Yifeng's hand and took advantage of the dusk breeze to return to Xunyu Sect.
In this way, five years passed in a flash.
On this day, it was also time for Zhang Yifeng to go down the mountain to experience it.
Before Xunyu Sect, Qin Ling's tears were wet with her clothes and her pear blossoms were raining. Five years have passed, and the girl became more and more like a fallen soul, but today she has to let the two part.
Before leaving, Zhang Yifeng held Qin Ling's hand tightly: "Senior brother has gone for at least three or five years. If there are too many, he will not know whether he will be exhausted in his life. He will practice hard with his master in the sect and wait until he goes down the mountain to experience it.
Come and find your senior brother.”
"good."
Qin Ling wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes, pouted her mouth, flipped her waist, and said with red eyes: "Zhang Yifeng! You are not allowed to get into trouble when you go down the mountain!"
"Hahaha! I will not marry my junior sister in this life."
Qin Ling, who was still very tough just now, immediately blushed and bid farewell to his master and the elders of the sect. Zhang Yifeng carried a long sword and walked lightly, and went down the mountain of Xunyu Sect.
It took another five years to go there.
In five years, Zhang Yifeng walked thousands of miles away, and wherever he passed, he took action with righteousness. The name of the hero Yifeng was circulated in the world, and everyone praised it.
Occasionally, an envelope was sent to Xunyu Sect. Qin Ling looked at Zhang Yifeng's handwriting and saw things and thought of others.
But compared to Zhang Yifeng's talent, Qin Ling is much worse. Even if five years have passed, it is still far from reaching the level of going down the mountain to experience it.
Five years and five years later, Zhang Yifeng is now middle-aged. His face is covered with vicissitudes of life. Beneath the wrinkles that have already appeared, there are sparse stubble.
The linen cloth clothes on her body were sewn by Junior Qin Ling when she was about to leave. The sewing was already covered with patches.
"If there are chaos today, wars continue, and demons are rampant in the mountains and fields."
In front of an inn, Zhang Yifeng picked up the wine pot and drank it all, looking at the mountains in the distance.
This place is only a hundred miles away from Xunyu Sect. It has been nearly twenty years since leaving the sect and has walked tens of thousands of miles. Now Zhang Yifeng's name has resounded throughout the world. The most powerful hero, the name of Yifeng Sword, who
People don’t know, but who doesn’t know?
When Zhang Yifeng returned to the sect, he sent a letter early, but now there are groups of monsters rising up and the war is endless, Zhang Yifeng is afraid that something will happen to the sect.
"Master and the others should be able to overcome the current difficulties..."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng made a pot of wine again, turned over and headed towards Xunyu Sect.
The road in front of the mountain was rugged, and Zhang Yifeng slowly climbed the mountain. After only a few steps, he heard the sound of shouts and cries, constantly.
"not good!"
A cold light flashed by, the long sword fell into Zhang Yifeng's hand, and a few of them flashed, then rushed towards Xunyu Sect.
At this moment, fire in front of Xunyu Sect soared into the sky, and dozens of monsters with beast heads and human bodies waved their weapons and were laughing wildly in Xunyu Sect.
The blood on the ground had condensed into a small river, broken limbs and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, and the corpse that was pierced by a spear was inserted into the entire Xunyu Sect's mountain gate.
"No!!"
Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he roared angrily, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. The palm that was holding the sword's edge tightly was already pinching it to the point of blood loss.
The roar attracted the attention of these monsters and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng with a strange cry.
Zhang Yifeng had a ferocious face, and hatred had swallowed all his mind. He swung the sword in his hand, and a sword energy storm roared, and he didn't even care about consumption.
When the sect's failure in front of him appeared in Zhang Yifeng's sight, he had only one idea in his mind, killing all these demons!
Wherever the sword edge passed, the demon could not withstand it even though it was thick and thick.
But there are so many monsters.
In half an hour, Zhang Yifeng was covered in blood, one eye and half of his skin had been cut off by the monster, his whole face was covered in blood, the long sword in his hand had been rolled up, and the sword body was full of potholes, as if Zhang Yifeng was not holding a sword
, but a saw.
In front of him, countless demons were cut in half. Zhang Yifeng staggered into Xunyu Sect, looking for Qin Ling's figure.
On the gate of a main hall, Qin Ling was stripped of her clothes, her hands were crossed and her hands were pierced by a big knife, and she was nailed to the gate of the main hall, and she hung in mid-air.
At this time, Qin Ling was covered in ferocious blood marks, without any intact flesh. Zhang Yifeng roared out of his mouth, rushed forward, and covered Qin Ling's body with a linen robe.
Zhang Yifeng was trembling all over, and blood and tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his eyes.
Qin Ling in her arms was still alive, she opened her eyes and saw clearly the appearance of the visitor, and forced a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang...I...I miss you so much..."
"Stop talking, stop talking..."
At this time, Zhang Yifeng burst into tears, but a familiar voice sounded from the hall.
"Senior Brother Zhang?"
In the hall, Qin Ling's eyes were filled with tears and her face was filled with disbelief. At this time, Qin Ling was holding a thin sword in her hand and her body was covered with blood from demons.
"this......"
"Senior brother... don't believe her... she is transformed from a demon..."
Feeling Qinling's dying breath in her arms, Zhang Yifeng raised his head suddenly, and a huge anger appeared in his eyes.