Rebirth Against Heaven [Cultivation]

Chapter 178 The Mystery of Life Experience



Chapter 178 The Mystery of Life Experience

Fu Jun's breathing was slightly stagnant.

Even if he just looked at each other from a distance, he could faintly feel the sense of oppression coming from the man in Tsing Yi. He only felt that his cultivation level was immeasurable, like a giant mountain towering in front of him, which was awe-inspiring.

Fu Jun became more and more convinced that the cultivation of the man in Tsing Yi was still far above his own.

But when I met the man in Tsing Yi at the beginning of last year, he was only at the early stage of Xujian, but now he has reached the early stage of Tianyi because of his trip to the Demon Realm. The person who can make him feel so oppressive should not be just It's just a level or two beyond him.

However, the realm of Tianyi is already the last realm of Danxiao Martial Arts. There are only middle and late stages of Tianyi above the early stage of Tianyi. After the late stage of Tianyi, there will be a catastrophe.

Even though the names of other Taoist sects are not exactly the same as those of the Danxiao sect, they are generally the same. They are also divided into five realms, and each realm is divided into three stages: the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage. The strength of each stage It is also similar to Danxiao Martial Arts.

... So, could it be that the man in Tsing Yi in front of him is already a fairy?

When Fu Jun thought this, his heart shook slightly involuntarily.

Although he walked almost silently, the man in Tsing Yi seemed to have heard the movement behind him, and suddenly turned sideways, his eyes were like lightning, and his majesty was natural, and he said indifferently: "It turned out to be you. I didn't expect you to come here today. Heh, Qin Zhan, he can't help but keep you by his side all the time, and watch closely?"

Although the tone of the person in Tsing Yi seemed calm, there was a hint of ridicule, and Fu Jun even vaguely felt that the other party seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with his presence here, and there was a hint of disturbed emotion in his posture.

Fu Jun didn't reply to the man in Tsing Yi's teasing words, and realized more and more clearly in his heart that the man in Tsing Yi and Qin Zhan were definitely not new acquaintances. He was afraid that they had a good friendship, so he knew Qin Zhan's character quite well.

Fu Jun couldn't help asking the long-buried doubt in his heart: "Who are you?"

The man in Tsing Yi turned a deaf ear to it, and instead asked leisurely: "You must have come here to pick spiritual herbs, refine the elixir, and then take it back and give it to Qin Zhan, right? It's hard for him to survive until now on his own. , Unfortunately, after all, I still can’t hold on.”

Fu Jun's mind was shocked immediately, and he blurted out, "You actually knew about Qin Zhan's injury?"

Qin Zhan even wanted to hide it from him, and it was even more impossible for him to easily leak such a secret about himself to others.

...How did the people in Tsing Yi know about this?Could it be that he has been secretly watching his and Qin Zhan's actions?

Fu Jun instinctively felt that the pride and conceit faintly exuded from the man in Tsing Yi absolutely disdained to do things like hiding his whereabouts and secretly peeping.

"Of course I know." The man in Tsing Yi seemed to be quite contemptuous, and replied casually. "There are no good things on this Yiyang Mountain. If you come here to search for spirit grass, it will be a waste of effort."

Fu Jun's heart sank, and the man in Tsing Yi paused, his expression suddenly became thoughtful, and the conversation suddenly changed: "No, I almost forgot, there is indeed a rare spiritual grass here, which only grows Here, it seems to be called... Bingyu Linghua Grass."

"Do you know the shape of the Bingyu Linghua Grass?" Fu Jun suddenly saw hope, and his tone couldn't help concealing a trace of enthusiasm.

"So what if you know?" The man in Tsing Yi glanced at him sideways from the corner of his eye, and said in a cold tone, "I don't need to tell you. Whether your Qin Zhan lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

Fu Jun was silent for a moment, and his voice became slightly lowered unconsciously: "Don't you have anything you want? Since Qin Zhan can make a deal with you, so can I."

Hearing the sound, the man in Tsing Yi felt as if he had been hit by an invisible and colorless freezing technique, all his movements stopped suddenly, and he completely stopped.

A moment later, the man in Tsing Yi suddenly turned around, his gaze was as bright as a torch, and the power in it was like a sharp sword, which was shocking to the soul - the gaze first fell on Fu Jun's forehead, and then from his eyebrows The time slowly moved down, gradually inspecting Fu Jun's cheeks, neck, and even the whole body, and finally stopped on the half unicorn fire jade pendant hanging around Fu Jun's waist--the jade pendant was bright red, as moist as crisp , like a group of dazzling flames, very eye-catching.

All of a sudden, the man in Tsing Yi seemed to be slightly stunned, with a hint of disbelief appearing in his eyes, his expression turned sad and happy for a moment, and it was so complicated that it was hard to describe.

Fu Jun couldn't help but feel slightly astonished, only to hear the man in Tsing Yi speak again, but his tone seemed a little vague and trance: "Didn't you ask me who I was before? You can call me... Dan Yun."

Although Fu Jun didn't know why, he asked, "Your surname is Dan?"

The name Dan Yun seems to be unknown, at least a few Daoist cultivators who have ascended to immortality in the past few decades have not had this name.

...However, this name seems a bit familiar, I always feel that I have heard it somewhere before...

Fu Jun's heart skipped a beat.

"It turned out to be the same question... As expected of a blood relative..." The man in Tsing Yi murmured softly, then his expression seemed to soften, and he slowly replied, "No, my surname is Ying, Both names are Dan Yun."

"Ying Danyun..." Fu Jun repeated, still feeling that the name seemed strange and familiar, but it was indeed unknown.

But with such an unfathomable cultivation base of the people in Tsing Yi, they shouldn't be famous.

and--

"Blood relatives?" Although Fu Jun still didn't lose his composure on the face, his heart was already shocked, "You...you actually know my life experience?"

Ying Danyun responded softly, and said: "Your ancestor is called..." Ying Danyun paused for a while, his eyes were suddenly as deep as a dark night, and the emotions in it were as strong as wine, as if he had squeezed half of it out from between his teeth. In a word, every word, "...Xie Changle."

"Ancestor?" Fu Jun was slightly surprised.Using this word, does it mean that Ying Danyun's experience is deeper than what he wants?

Ying Danyun seemed to see what was going on in his heart, nodded lightly, smiled faintly, and said: "I have lived for hundreds of years, and your great-grandfather is not qualified to be friends with my peers."

"Are you really a fairy?" Fu Jun lost his voice slightly.If it hadn't been for the ascension to Taoism, ordinary Taoist cultivators would never have lived to such a long lifespan.Only by becoming the body of a true immortal can one live forever.

Ying Danyun looks extremely young and handsome, only about [-] years old. Although he has a very different temperament, he does not look like an eighteen-nine-year-old boy, but he does not look old at all, and he is still as handsome as ever. Ink dyed, there is no trace of wrinkle on the face.

"In terms of skill and lifespan, it should be considered." Ying Danyun said lightly, as if he had no pride in his status as an immortal, and then said, "What you are looking for is Bingyu Linghua Grass, right? I come."

As soon as the words fell, Ying Danyun started to walk forward.

Although Fu Jun was quite surprised by Dan Yun's sudden change of attitude, he immediately followed without hesitation.


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