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Five hundred and fifty seventh chapter Zhu Sheng

"I am a disciple of the third generation, and you are a disciple of the fourth generation."

"I'm older than you."

"Today I ask you for advice, I will inevitably be suspected of bullying the small ones by the big ones."

Jing Ke said, "You do it first..."

So he made a gesture of invitation.

However, at this moment, an old voice suddenly rang out, and he said, "It's really not great."

Jing Ke's expression suddenly changed. He had already covered the thunder clouds for hundreds of miles, and the wind and grass were all in the sense of sensation. However, the sound was close to him and he knew nothing.

The person who came has a high level of cultivation, which is far better than himself.

Qin Xianyu looked at him and nodded slightly.

The other party's identity is unknown and he is a very high-level person, not knowing whether he is an enemy or a friend. Faced with such a situation, the two of them subconsciously got closer to each other. After all, both families are listed as the Central Earth Immortal Sect, which is generally more harmonious and closer to those who are unidentified.

There was a rustling sound in the forest, as if someone was walking through the trees and grass.

An old palm stretched out from the vine and pushed it apart, and then the man barely squeezed out of the green vine weeds and showed his body.

This is an old man, who looks about sixty or seventy years old, but his actual age must be more than one. He is dressed in brown and gray clothes, as if he is covered in dust. Because he is short and fat, he seems to be wearing a cotton coat.

The old man looked like a smile but not a smile, and his breath was unknown.

When he saw the old man clearly, Jing Ke was suddenly shocked and subconsciously glanced at Qin Xianyu.

Qin Xianyu felt something different and sent a voice to him: "What do you mean?"

Jing Ke was even more surprised and asked in a voice transmission: "As a disciple of Yan, do you not recognize him?"

Qin Xianyu asked, "Is this person involved in my Yandi?"

Although Jing Ke was surprised, he did not sell the mystery, and only sent a message to him: "This man was born in a vassal state and did not distinguish between good and evil. He was both righteous and evil, but he had some grudges with you, Yan Di, the real person in charge of the sect."

Qin Xianyu was shocked.

Have a grudge against the head sect?

Then this person is the hatred that the real person in charge of Yandi had made when he was traveling abroad. Isn’t it also a very old age and the same generation as the disciples of the Immortal Sect?

Such figures are extremely old. If their cultivation is poor, they have died and are alive. If they can survive now, their cultivation must be quite high. Qin Xianyu guessed that this generation of figures has at least passed the third level of the earth realm, and at least they are seventh-turn earth immortals.

"This person's name is Zhu Sheng. When you, the master of Yandi, had not yet succeeded to the throne and were still traveling outside, you had some grudges with him. Although Yandi's sword technique was sharp, he was slightly higher than the master of Yandi, and his Taoism was slightly higher, so he always had equal feelings."

Jing Ke said: "For this reason, the master of Yandi was in seclusion for several years. After leaving the seclusion, his cultivation was not inferior to his. With the sword technique of Yandi, he steadily suppressed one end. Later, the master of the master of the noble sect specifically chased this person. For twenty-seven years, whenever there was news, the master of Yandi must have rushed there, and he repeatedly learned in advance and fled early. It was not until later that he met head-on, and the foundation was cut by the master of the noble sect, and the golden elixir was damaged, and he had no choice but to retreat. He fell from the eighth-turn earth immortal to the third level, but he luckily escaped. He only reappeared a hundred years ago, although his cultivation was no longer the same as before. However, he had also recovered to the Taoist practice of the seventh-turn earth immortal."

"It seems that a hundred years have passed, and he has not yet recovered to his full height, and he is still the seventh-turn earth immortal. However... the person who has passed the third level of the earth realm is still not something you and I can resist."

At the same time, Jing Ke also turned around and shot out a thunder of righteousness in the universe.

Qin Xianyu said, "Let's go separately..."

Jing Ke frowned slightly, and then replied: "Okay."

The two underestimated Zhu Sheng's Taoist practice and found that when they joined forces, they could not be Zhu Sheng's opponents. Instead of ruining them, it would be better to escape separately or escape one.

However, Zhu Sheng had a grudge with Yan, and most of them wanted to go to Qin Xianyu.

Both of them knew it well, and then they separated and went to the other side.

Zhu Sheng carried his hands on his back, and the smile in his eyes was a bit strange. He looked at the direction of Jing Ke and smiled: "Haoran Sect? Qi Mingsheng has taken over as the head of Haoran Sect, known as the true person of Qiankun Zhengqi, and has a great cultivation level. However, I always don't like him as his eyesight above the top. Why not deal with his disciple?"

After chanting for a few words, he turned to look at the other side, rubbed his beard, and whispered: "Disciple of Yandi... Hey, this little Taoist seems to be younger than the disciple of Haoran Sect, and he doesn't know me."

Zhu Sheng smiled very gloomy on his old face.
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