Chapter 1275 (2/2)
Because the whole mountain was created out of thin air by the immortal immortal. He has practiced to the realm of ”one flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi”, and directly points to the path of feisheng. Even if a middle-aged man in white is a real immortal, he does not dare to show any disrespect to his master, because he knows that it is only an idea for the immortal immortal to kill himself.
When he came to the top of the Shenshan mountain, his steps relaxed again, even his breath seemed to disappear. He looked at his nose and his heart, and solemnly bowed to the empty place on the top of the mountain:
”master, Jinwu immortal is dead.”
At the top of Shenshan mountain, there are also lush trees, birds and flowers, but under a towering tree, there is still a bud that has not yet opened.
The middle-aged people in white know that as long as the flower bud is in full bloom, the immortal can cultivate the eternal world to the state of great perfection and reach the legendary flying state.
But this is the half step. He has been sleepy for 30000 years. In the past 30000 years, he has been thinking hard all the time, trying to make the last flower bud bloom, but It still doesn't help.
Hearing the words of the middle-aged man in white, there was a breeze blowing on a peaceful mountain. Although the wind seemed small, it made the rare animals on the whole mountain kneel on the ground, shivering and afraid to look up.
Then, an ethereal figure appeared on the top of the holy mountain. It was an old man with white beard and hair and elegant like an immortal.
”Cloud treading dragon was killed by Wanyao immortal? When was the duel between them and why didn't you inform me in advance? ”
The old man's voice was very calm, and he didn't sound angry. However, the middle-aged man in white was shocked, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out, and his spirit and spirit were withered in an instant.
”Master, listen! The person who duels with Jinwu Zhenxian is not Wanyao Zhenxian, but frost leaf Zhenxian from the earth. I think there is no suspense in this war, so I didn't disturb you, old man... ””What?”
The voice of Changsheng Zhenxian Gujing was trembling. The world of eternal life, which had been extremely solid, began to show the tendency of fragmenting, which shows how unstable his mind is.
The middle-aged man in white was also the one who watched the battle on the scene. He quickly connected his mind to the other side's mind and reproduced the situation of the duel.
Changsheng Zhenxian's face became more and more dignified. The breeze, which had already calmed down, began to blow again, and it became more and more urgent. It soon reached the point of pulling down mountains and trees, making the middle-aged man in white kneel on the ground shivering.
After a long time, the wind stopped slowly. The middle-aged man in white knelt down on the ground. He did not dare to get up. He could only secretly look up at his master, but only saw that the other side was pale and covered with sweat.
”Impossible, impossible How can there be such a genius in the world? Actually, I can kill yunta dragon with one hand, and the last sword is terrible. If I don't offer the immortal disillusionment formula, I'm afraid I will be killed instantly! ”
The old man's voice was shaking, and the flower bud, which had not bloomed, was still no matter how fierce the wind was, but now it was slightly swinging.
”Master!”
The middle-aged man in white was shocked. The old man's world of eternal life had already reached the point of being separated from the gods. The only connection with the immortal was the flower bud.
This flower bud is the young child of the immortal immortal. If the flower bud shakes slightly, it is tantamount to that the immortal's mind is in disorder and even the foundation of cultivation has been shaken!