Chapter 97 Hundred Years [Recommended]

Flowers bloom and fall in the spring breeze, and snow fall several winters. In the blink of an eye, the flowers bloomed a hundred times and fell a hundred times. The cold winter wind also roared a hundred times on this vast land. Perhaps, such a sentence with a hundred years is unrealistic. However, it is an impractical thing, isn't it?

The sun sets in the west, and the sun sinks in the west pavilion!

There was a teenager on the broken sword peak, wearing a red warrior suit and sitting cross-legged with a magic knife. Facing Xuan Tianzong, he looked at the falling red snow over there from afar.

For a long time, he muttered to himself, "Why? Why did I wait for him?"

This person is the genius disciple of Tianmomen - Wencheng! At the beginning, when Jian Fuyi told him that Tang Feng had lost his soul, a different feeling actually rose in his heart. Feel that he is still alive! Why did you ask him? He didn't know that although he had only seen it once, he felt a deep familiar feeling. It seems that he knew him thousands of years ago, and he believed that as long as he was alive, he would come!

Therefore, for a hundred years, he has come to Duanjian Peak every morning to practice. I won't return to the school until the red snow is over.

At this moment, Jianfuyi flew over: "You are really here again!"

"Yes, I feel that he hasn't disappeared. Don't ask me why. I don't know. I seem to feel that we have known each other a long time ago!" Wencheng gently wiped his treasure knife!

Jianfuyi also sat down next to him cross-legged and threw him a jar of wine: "Seriously, me too! I don't know why I had a special feeling when I met him for the first time. As you said, it seems that you have known each other!"

"Have you reached the peak period?"

"Yes!"

Wencheng sighed: "Oh, think about it, it's been a hundred years! It's so fast!"

Jianfuyi made a helpless look: "Ha, if others know that we have been waiting for a person for two hundred years, and it is still a man, a man who has been thrown into Nuwa. You must laugh at us, right?

"Do you care about other people's opinions!?"

"No, I just wonder why we both feel that way about Tang Feng!"

Wencheng didn't talk to him. He took a look at the south and turned back to Jian Fuyi and said, "The demon clan has changed a lot recently!"

Jianfuyi nodded: "Yes, the master said that Wanyao Mountain was unified! The five demon kings also got ancient treasures, and their strength increased greatly! I don't think the world of cultivation will be too peaceful!"

"Do you know who is the one who unified the mountain?"

"I'm not sure. I heard that it is the descendant of the wolf god! Call yourself the Purple Wolf King! There is also a mouse, which he calls himself a water mouse! Moreover, their cultivation is not low, a peak of destruction! In the middle of the world!"

Wencheng continued his words: "The most important thing is that the five demon kings secretly support him! If I guess correctly, it must have been the demon clan who broke the contract first. Moreover, the first purpose is your human race!"

"What are you demons going to do!"

Wencheng also told the truth: "What if it were you?"

"Receivate the benefits of fishermen! But what about the orcs?"

"I don't know, I guess I won't pay attention to it! They are not smart enough to be behind the yellow finch! I'll go first. Thank you for the wine!"

Jian Fuyi also took out the sword and prepared to return to the sect. He turned his head and said to Wencheng, "Will you come back tomorrow?"

"Hasn't I changed in a hundred years?"

-Wan Yao Mountain-

"Your Majesty, this is the gift list paid by the leaders in the mountain this year!"

Talking about the rabbit protection method. In the past hundred years, the twelve protection methods have been half transformed into human shape under the cultivation of the spiritual treasures of the wind and gold coins. He was loyal to the two kings, Jifeng and gold coins, and helped Jifeng and gold coins unify the demon mountain.

"Put the list aside. Do you know what's wrong with Xuantianzong recently?"

A hundred years have passed, and the wind has grown up. Now it is a jade tree facing the wind, an adult wolf that fascinates thousands of monsters. 1.8 meters tall, his purple hair flashes and makes a 'Zizi' sound from time to time.

Return to the king, a month later, Xuantianzong had a day of sacrifice.

"Sacrifice Day!?"

The rabbit guardian nodded affirmatively: "Yes, this is the once-in-a-century custom of Xuantianzong, and Nuwa Ding absorbs the aura of heaven and earth. Every hundred years, the tripod will be opened, and the elixir independently refined by Nuwa Ding with aura will be spewed from the tripod. Xuantianzong called this the most sacred day of their sect.

"Real!? You step back first!"

After the rabbit guard withdrew from the room, the wind rushed to the gold coin and said, "Gold coins, what do you think?"

The gold coin is still the same complete rat state as before. She said, "This time, forget it! When he next sacrifices, he wants her to leave a profound image! Humph!"

"Hey! If our father is here, we don't need to cheat on this demon mountain at all. We will lose ourselves! Maybe I can act coquettishly in my father's arms!" At this time, the wind entered a state of memory.

The gold coin slapped him on the head: "Come on! Then we will never grow up! However, then again, if my father was here, I would rather not grow up in my life! Damn Xuantianzong!"

----- Shushan-----

After being held hostage by Tang Feng, Jianlan applied for the retreat of Jianzhong as soon as she returned to Shushan and practiced hard. Now she has reached the early stage of extinction.

"Wow, it's so comfortable! Ha, in two days, it will be the once-a-year festival of Xuantianzong. You must go there. Look at what kind of elixir that hooligan has been refined into... hee hee!" Jianlan said to herself, and then shook her head suddenly: "No, no, why do you think of that bastard every time you stop! Well, continue to practice!"

And Xuantianzong is also busy preparing for the arrangement of the festival day. At that time, the leaders of the eight factions will gather to congratulate, which is a big event!

In the secret room of the head...

Park Geng sacrificed his Xuanding in his hand, and there was a faint blue flame burning on the Xuanding. Suddenly, an image appeared in the flame, a face with a bad smile.

"Ah..." Park Geng was immediately shocked when he saw that face. It was Tang Feng, the devil who was thrown into the Nuwa tripod at the beginning.

"Master, you have been out of your mind recently. What's wrong?" Park Da asked worriedly.

Park Geng shook his head and rubbed his forehead with his hand: "I don't know, I don't know why, the closer I am to the memorial day, the more uneasy I am, and I always feel that something will happen!"

Park Da took out a bottle of axing elixir from the storage ring: "Senior sister, you have to practice thousands of machines every day in the sect. Naturally, it is inevitable to be upset. You have to take care of yourself!"

"Thank you, sister, I always feel that the devil has not been burned by Nuwa Ding!" Park Geng said worriedly.

[Xiaoxi rolled with Tang Feng, gold coins and the wind to ask for tickets and collect...]