Chapter 1273: Master and apprentice

Broad and profound, a worthwhile trip.

These are the two feelings Zhou Shu had when he reached the end of Lingqiao.

To be sure, the road he walked is by no means all of the Shushan Lingqiao, it may be one-tenth or even less, but he still got thousands of techniques, many of which are ancient techniques. Jue, the age even goes back sixty to seven thousand years ago. As one of the earliest and rarely weakened sects of Xiu Xian, the foundation of Shu Mountain is really unimaginable, and the Jue in this Lingqiao can only be described as broad and profound.

And Zhou Shu has gained a lot of benefits from Lingqiao. Numerous Shushan techniques are strange, weird, awe-inspiring, psychedelic, or brave, etc., which further enriches his Tao and become more generous and tolerant. , And the unselfish exchanges with other Shushan disciples made up for his shortcomings. (He almost did self-study along the way, and he met too few famous teachers), it was worthwhile.

Walking out of the Lingqiao, the front is still dark.

In the darkness, you can vaguely see a hill of hundreds of meters long. The hill seems to be made of fine iron, shining with a faint light. On the top of the hill sits a ragged old man, skinny and motionless, and it is hard to know whether to live or die. .

Zhou Shu paused and walked quickly to the hill. As soon as he reached the foot of the hill, he felt a huge pressure. From the outside to the inside, he couldn't help but suppress his mind, and he had already prepared for the operation of the technique. Keep the pressure outside and keep your mind clear.

The pressure came from the Shifang Lixin Array, which was completely set up for the Xuanxin. Without Xuanxin, he was not under much pressure.

The more you go up, the greater the pressure. When you reach the mountainside, Zhou Shu already has to use most of the spiritual energy to drive off the pressure. When he reaches the top of the mountain, he almost uses all his strength, and his body crocks unconsciously. It’s not easy to stand upright, and the old man treats the pressure as nothing, sits upright, one is he who has no profound mind, and the other is the elder Shushan who has a profound mind. The two are compared, and the superior and the lower are distinguished. Zhen Yuanting has been sitting for three thousand years, which is truly unfathomable.

Zhou Shu stood up straight and saluted respectfully, "Senior."

Zhen Yuanting didn't hear it until Zhou Shu called out dozens of times before opening his eyes. The expression in his eyes was muddy like muddy water, unable to see through. He turned around Zhou Shu and said, "You are not from Shushan." Man, who is it? What are you here for?"

Zhou Shu Zheng said, "Junior Zhou Shu, specially brought someone to see the elder."

Zhen Yuanting slowly closed his eyes, "I won't mention the word elder again, now I see no one, go on."

"Don't the elders even see his own disciples?"

Zhou Shu's expression was slightly condensed, and he didn't say much. He opened the soul-cultivating pearl in his hand. The soul of the Taoist Henglang had been waiting for a long time, and he couldn't wait to get out. Just as soon as he got out, he showed pain on his face. Obviously he couldn't bear it. The huge pressure here.

Zhen Yuanting's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly raised his hand, an egg white mask suddenly appeared, protecting the soul.

He stared at the soul, the muscles on his face trembling slightly, "Henglang?"

"It's a disciple, Master!"

Taoist Henglang was equally excited when he saw Zhen Yuanting, and he immediately knelt to the ground, unable to afford it for a long while.

When he was in the Lingqiao, Zhou Shu explained to him the whole story, and also said to bring him to Zhen Yuanting. Of course, the Taoist Henglang did not tell him about Tianyaojing or other things about Shushan, but to Zhou Shu, Henglang Taoists can only be grateful.

Looking at Taoist Henglang, Zhen Yuanting couldn't help shaking his head, and a little light flashed in his cloudy eyes, filled with relief, "You...you're back..."

Taoist Henglang fell to the ground and choked, "Yes, the disciple is back, Master, because of the sins of the disciple, you have suffered over the years."

"If there is anything to suffer, it takes only a moment for thousands of years. Don't blame yourself and get up."

Zhen Yuanting looked at Taoist Henglang, smiled slightly, and touched his few beards, "Hehe, three thousand seven hundred years have passed, and you can come back. It really surprised me, Henglang, these years. How did you come here, where did your physical body go?"

Taoist Henglang slowly lifted up, wiped his face like a child, and cried, "The disciple is incompetent, and the physical body has decayed as early as two thousand years ago. Goodbye, Master fulfilled the past promises, but there was no chance until I met this fellow Zhou Shu..."

He pointed to the side, but found that there was no one, and he was taken aback.

Zhen Yuanting looked into the distance and said warmly, "He's going down."

At the foot of the mountain, a figure was walking into the Lingqiao, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was Zhou Shu. He did not want to participate in it, nor did he want people to misunderstand that he coveted the magic weapon of Heaven.

Taoist Henglang paused slightly, "Daoist Zhou Shu is really a good person. If it weren't for him, it would be really hard for a disciple to see Master again."

Zhen Yuanting nodded as if he was enlightened, "It can be seen, which sect was trained by him? He has this level of cultivation strength at a young age, I am afraid that there are few Shushan that can compare."

"Independent sect," Taoist Henglang looked at Zhen Yuanting, smiled and said, "Master has the heart to love talents again?"

"Hehe, it seems that he has Xuanxin qualifications. It would be great if he could join Shushan, but it would be a self-reliant sect." Zhen Yuanting smiled and nodded, turning to Taoist Henglang, his face suddenly more serious, "Henglang, I give Have you lost your things?"

Taoist Henglang even said The disciples did not dare to lose the magic weapon lent to me by the master even if the body was destroyed. "

"No, I know you are much more sensible than Tianlang, or else I wouldn't give you the Tianyao Mirror," Zhen Yuanting nodded slightly, showing a lot of relief, "Then where is it now, you take me Go, no matter how far away, I will find it back and hand it over to the sect, eliminate the sins of our masters and apprentices for many years, so that Tian Lang will no longer be infamy."

"Ok."

Taoist Henglang nodded, "Tell Master, it is not far at all, in fact, the Tianyao Mirror is around Shu Mountain."

Zhen Yuanting was stunned, "Around Shu Mountain, you didn't take it away?"

"Master, please forgive your sins," Taoist Henglang fell on the ground and said in a low voice, "Master's fate is hard to violate. The disciple did not deliberately deceive Master, but the disciple was tortured to seal the heart, lest he could not protect Tianyao Jing, just in case. Loss will bring guilt to Master and bring irreparable trouble to Shu Mountain. Therefore, after leaving Shu Mountain, the disciple hid the Heavenly Escape Mirror in a secret place near Shu Mountain and used the formation to securely protect it... "

"You didn't take away the mirror at all..."

Zhen Yuanting stared at Taoist Henglang and sighed unconsciously, "No wonder you have died physically within a thousand years. Alas, Henglang, why do you always consider others? You are wrong. If there is a mirror in hand, you Why is it so short-lived?"

"Isn't the master too?"

Taoist Henglang raised his head, stared at Zhen Yuanting, and said in a straightforward voice, "Everything about my disciples is learned from the respected master, no matter how to cultivate or behave, the disciples are willing to follow Master and never regret it."

Zhen Yuanting's complexion was stagnant, but he was speechless.

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