Chapter 392 The fate of one side becomes dust and smoke

Although there was a layer of light mask, the people outside did not hear the movement inside at all, but Feichen in the light mask still felt sad and uncomfortable when he felt the cry, mixed with the cry of the soul, which made people feel painful in their hearts. That's Qiaoer, my childhood sweetheart. Who wants to see her in extreme pain?

The scene in the light curtain can't be seen by outsiders. Only three sword spirits are outside. The three swords of trapped immortals, immortals and killing immortals are full of brilliance. No one doubts her sharpness.

"Brother Feichen...don't...don't...kill me! Kill me!!" The voice of Qiaoer's soul is mixed with Nangongyan's soul, which is inextricably entangled. The soul division that has almost melted into one makes Feichen's forehead sweat like rain. With his current cultivation, it is rare to force him into such a state, but more pain comes from his heart.

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For more than half an hour, when the fireworks on the Dragon Sky Peak of the five peaks of Zhengdao Gate gradually extinguished, Feichen stripped Nangong Yan's soul from Qiaoer's body. He didn't want to try again.

Throwing Nangong Yan into the yin gas lock demon pot, Feichen picked up the coma of Qiaoer, sat on the ground and looked around the hundreds of schools with cold eyes. Yu Er no longer had no intention to pay attention to these people. Looking at his Qiao'er, Feichen smiled happily.

Is it worth it to be a mortal? This may be the most asked question for tens of thousands of people, but for Feichen, this sentence has never appeared in his mind at all.

For Qiaoer's smile, and for Qiaoer to live well, it is the reason why I left Jiuxian Mountain, and now, I finally found this poor girl.

Qiaoer did not cultivate immortals. For several years, he was just taken away and suffered from his soul, which made him feel very guilty. His parents sent her to Emei with a hundred taels of silver, but they didn't know that she had suffered a lot. Even the couple were slaughtered by their daughter after Nangong Yan took her away. There is no worse tragedy than killing relatives.

Fortunately, I have a bad fate but a deep opportunity, otherwise I don't know if it is possible to see this woman again.

The fire of Longkong Peak disappeared, and wisps of thick smoke flew up. Feichen knew that Youqi and many demons had been eliminated by the main door, and perhaps it was the final end of these demons.

Feichen put Qiao'er into the Yangqi lock demon pot that can be transformed into the whole Jiuxian Mountain, and flew towards the main road door. The time was three quarters.

Slowing down, the eyes swept over the immortal chiefs of these sects, tens of thousands of people gave way one after another, and the deterrence of cultivation was already real.

Without the troubles of the real people in the upper world or the people in the upper world, there are few enemies in the mainland of China. He knew that the people in the upper world would never appear on such an occasion, so Feichen was so bold, and according to his strength, there was no need to hide like before.

However, without flying far away, Feichen stopped in the crowd and looked around. The women around him were quite familiar. This reminded me of the female disciples who formed a team with Luo Xuexin at that time, and also recalled the kind and kind teacher.

"Shengjianmen... Is the seal master of Shengjianmen too come? How's your health?" Feichen smiled apologetically. The old nun wanted to visit her by herself, drink tea and play chess. Now she doesn't have time to go to Shengjianmen, which is really a little embarrassed.

Several female disciples were stunned to look at Feichen who suddenly landed, and one of the slightly older teachers came out. She held white jade to brush the dust, which was quite healthy, and her head was wrapped in a layer of cloth.

The teacher looked left and right and said to Fei Chen, "Li Zhangmen is talking here."

"Hmm?" Feichen was puzzled, but when he saw the white jade dust in this man's hand, he already felt a little familiar.

As the teacher went to the no one around, the teacher put his hands together and said with a wry smile, "Master Li, Master Shengyin has been a fairy tour."

Feichen's hand behind his back couldn't help tightening. The holy seal master was Taixianyou, and the matter of restoring his memory became a mirror. But this is not important. The Holy Seal is too kind and kind, but how can he be immortal? Is the life over? It is absolutely impossible. In those years, she called her teacher too, and the other party asked himself, 'Poverty is only a prime man now. How can he grow old?' How can such an old man who pursues a happy life stay away from the world in such a short time?

"When did it happen? Can you tell me more about it?" Feichen said calmly, but there was a slight twist between his eyebrows that he could not be noticed. Although it was only one side of the fate, the teacher was really like Luo Xuexin. He slowly persuaded and did not impatiently teach. No matter what he said, every word could be remembered in his heart. He was really a rare good person. Unfortunately, I finally invited myself to Shengjian Peak, but I couldn't make it. In the end, it turned out to be a separate world. It was really too tragic.

"After the end of the Qing Xuanhui martial arts, the master died when he climbed Taibai Peak once. We also learned that the master went from the long-life lamp in the faction and the traces of fierce battle on the mountain." The teacher looked too gloomy and sighed gently. Obviously, he was also uncomfortable.

"It's a pity that such a good person..." Fei Chen had to sigh, but when he saw that the apprentices and grandchildren left by this group of holy seal masters were not up and down, and the Taoist robes were not inferior to other immortal sects, he knew that they had been very depressed during this period.

"Recently, the world is not peaceful, and the demon god king is powerful. If the Holy Sword Gate does not abandon the Xiao Liwei of our Xianxia faction, it can enter the jurisdiction of our sect. I dare not say how the sect of the upper world is, at least the lower world has more than it." Feichen said sincerely, this is also a small effort. After all, Luo Xuexin is also indirectly from the Holy Sword Gate, and the Holy Seal Master has helped himself too clearly and secretly.

"It's too polite. The Xianxia School belongs to the first-class sect even under the jurisdiction of the Qing Xuanmen. Now it flies out of the Qing Xuanmen alone, and it is even more famous in the immortal cultivation world. Although the poor Ni is diligent in hard work, it is also like thunder. Being able to get the protection of the Xianxia faction of Li Zhangmen can be said to be my great happiness. The teacher's words trembled a little. Obviously, he had heard about the Xianxia faction for a long time, but except for the Holy Seal Master, no one in their school had a good relationship with the Xianxia faction.

The Holy Sword Gate is leaning against the west. Although it is under the jurisdiction of the Qing Xuanmen, after the great decline of the power of the demons of the Qing Xuanmen, the sect is swaying and helpless. The Holy Sword Gate is more inclined to be close to its own right door. This time, Jiang Hanfeng, the head of the Zhengdao sect, ascended the throne, which is the one who led dozens of disciples to seek support for the future of the sect, which is pitiful and lamentable.

"Dare to ask the teacher's name." Feichen asked, and he had taken out a piece of jade in his hand, waiting for the other party to say a taboo.

When the teacher heard that Feichen asked for his name, she forgot that he was excited just now. He even forgot to say his name. He hurriedly trembled and said, "Li Zhangmen forgives his sins, and the poor Nidao is Jing'an. These disciples are Mengru, Mengchen, Mengyuan... and Yuan's..."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." Feichen couldn't help smiling bitterly. It seems that this teacher is also the essence of the holy seal master. No wonder he is the head of this generation of holy swordsmen. He engraved Yu Jue in the name of Master Jing'an, handed it over, and then said, "With this card, the Holy Sword Gate can enter the Xianxia School. At that time, Si Mingxiang will discuss with you."

Mrs. Jing'an's eyes flashed, and she couldn't speak with Feichen's hands. Feichen was also quite embarrassed in front of so many disciples, but she couldn't bear to stop it.

For a long time, Feichen nodded slightly to these disciples of the Holy Sword Gate and flew to the main gate.

Mrs. Jing'an sent Feichen away, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and entered the jurisdiction of the Xianxia School, but it was the dream of all the nearby small sects.

This group of disciples of Shengjianmen are all good-looking people, and they are far away from each other. They are curious to see their masters crying like children, and they all gathered around.

A disciple held Master Jing'an's hand and asked repeatedly, "Master, what's wrong?"

"No, the master is just moved." Jing'an Shitai replied with tears.

"That man is Li Feichen, the head of the Xianxia School, master." Another group of disciples also pestered them. Obviously, although the sect was poor, the disciples were quite active.

"Well, well, that's him, that's him..." Jing'an Shi muttered.

Seeing that she was moved and excited, the disciples were all curious and hurriedly asked, "When you see the master, the master doesn't have to be moved to cry."

"The master is not moved. The master is happy. We are going to join the Xianxia School... At that time, you don't have to sleep out with the teacher's style, and you will be bullied by the same people..." Master Jing'an is still crying. It seems that the Holy Seal Master, who has the highest cultivation, has a lot of bad school. It is no wonder that if there is no old monster to control the mountain gate, it will be more or less bullied, especially the female sect without the protection of the upper world sect.

"Ah?" The disciples were extremely surprised, but after seeing Master Jing'an nodding and confirming, they all cheered. It attracted others to look at it inexprehensively.

"Well... Well... The Enthon of the Right Gate is about to begin as scheduled. Is it time for us to leave?" The teenage girl innocently looked at the red light and red silk at the gate of Zhengdaomen Mountain, and her eyes flashed.

"Uh? We have all entered the Xianxia School. What else should we go to? Is there any Xianxia School in Zhengdaomen? Xiao Xiangxiang, we are going to Xianxiapai!" The female disciples are all smiling and jubilant. He hugged Jing'an and was too unwilling to let go.

Jing'an Shi stopped crying. After laughing, he couldn't help nodding repeatedly and was so happy that he couldn't speak.

Mrs. Jing'an took her disciples to the Xianxia faction in the southeast. When she turned her head, Feichen was gone. If it hadn't been for the jade secret in her hand, she would still be in a trance in a dream.

Feichen did disappear. He used Zhao Tianruyi to perform invisibility, wandered among many sects, and secretly sneaked into the main door that had just wiped out the vanguard of the demon army under You Qi.

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