Chapter 557 (1/2)

Zhao Ming, Jing Yunzhi and others, looking at Feng Yunsheng and Sikong Qing, all comforted and said, ”elder Fu must be lucky.”

”She and elder martial brother Yan may be the same as the old leader.”

Yuanzhengfeng, the old leader, lost in the chaos of time and space, let the people of Guangcheng mountain worry about it, but also provide them with some comfort in other things.

For example, when Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu disappeared, Guangcheng mountain claimed that they had the same experience with Yuan Zhengfeng.

Only high-level people, such as Xiang fengyunsheng and Yin Liuhua, who had gone with Fu Enshu before, know that Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu are completely mysterious.

It's more about reassuring yourself.

Generally speaking, the martial artists under the martial saint are involved in the seal, which is a situation of ten dead and no life.

But Feng Yun Sheng's eyes were firm and nodded, ”yes, master, they will come back safely.”

After chatting for a while, they suddenly saw a dignified middle-aged man coming to the other end of the mountain path.

Feng Yunsheng and others saw this and saluted one after another.

”See Mr. Chang.”

”See always grow old.”

This dignified middle-aged man is the first Chang Zhen temple in Guangcheng mountain.

Chang Zhen looked at the crowd and said, ”it's not early. They all go back to have a rest.”

The tone is very easygoing, not including the meaning of reprimand. When hearing the words, people said, ”what the elder said is.”

Chang Zhen looks at Feng Yunsheng and says, ”distance from Feng Yunsheng answers,” it has been done and given to Uncle Wang. ”

Chang Zhen nodded: ”younger martial sister Wang is temporarily instructing you in your practice, but it's just the daily practice of martial arts. She's also a beginner in the cultivation of the power of the Taiyin. She's very close to the seventh time when the Taiyin was wet. This time, you should work hard on your own.”

Feng Yun Sheng saluted: ”don't worry, sir, I understand.”

Chang Zhen said, ”OK, go back to have a rest earlier.”

After Feng Yunsheng and others said goodbye to Chang Zhen, they returned to their homes. Chang Zhen looked at the back of Feng Yunsheng's departure and fell into deep thought.

At this time, a disciple of Guangcheng mountain came to find Chang Zhen. Looking at the other party's expression of panic, Chang Zhen frowned a little: ”calm down, what's the matter?”

Although he was admonished, the panic on the face of the Guangcheng disciple did not abate.

After listening to his report, Chang Zhen's eyes also showed an unexpected color: ”is there such a thing?”

He calmed down, thinking and saying, ”don't talk about it. Bring someone to see me in the palm punishment hall.”

After the disciple left, Chang Zhen stood still for a long time, and there was a sound in the air: ”is it heaven's will...”

Fengyunsheng returns to his residence, meditates with his knees crossed, and practices in silence.

She moved in her heart, took out her miniature bag, opened it and frowned.

Several pieces of crystal like pieces were poured out of the miniature bag, which puzzled Feng Yunsheng: ”why did they break up suddenly? It seems to have been triggered by some external force. ”

Those crystal fragments, like weathered sand carvings, are constantly broken in the palm of fengyunsheng, and finally turned into powder and dissipated in the air.

Feng Yunsheng tries to protect it with his vigorous Qi, but it doesn't work.