After several months of fighting, accompanied by blood and swords day and night, even a gentleman would become violent under the influence of this killing aura. Therefore, even in Langfu and Zheng Pingyi set up a place in the military camp for the soldiers of the Wei army to vent their feelings.

Shang Zhengyu naturally could not go to such a place to send a dispatch. He could only suppress the violent emotions with his determination. Although it was not a big deal, it eventually influenced his mood subtly.

No wonder the two women got up as early as possible and complained to Shang Zhengyu. Although Yu Rouwei and Mu Feiyan were both in the power realm, Shang Zhengyu's cultivation level had made rapid progress in Yunzhou. General Ling and Xiaoyao Tianlan Sutra both entered the power realm, which was not something that the two women could bear just now.

At this moment, Shang Zhengyu fought hard all night and finally released all the negative emotions. He was refreshed and even the internal energy was running much smoother.

But at this moment, Shang Zhengyu seemed to be in trouble.

Where is this?

Shang Zhengyu was stunned. After he fell into deep meditation, his qi and blood suddenly began to emit an unprecedented aura when he was circulating, making him feel like he was deep in the clouds, and his hands were touching pure white clouds, with a hint of coldness.

Yiyang has entered the severe winter season at this moment, but Shang Zhengyu's body feels like warm spring, with a gentle breeze, with a lot of vitality. The abnormality around him suddenly woke Shang Zhengyu up a little, but he looked around and saw that nothing could be seen except the white clouds and mist.

A gust of wind suddenly rushed towards Shang Zhengyu, and the white clouds rolled and rolled inside, like an undercurrent in the deep sea. Just from a distance, it was clear that the power was obvious!

The momentum of this strong wind is no less than the full-strength attack of a powerful person in the power realm!

Shang Zhengyu subconsciously closed his eyes, and at the same time, his arms crossed in front of him, and the protective energy condensed into a three-foot thick air wall in front of him, ready to fight head-on!

The surging wind slapped Shang Zhengyu's body, but it did not have the solid feeling as Shang Zhengyu imagined. Instead, the white mist splashed and disintegrated as soon as it came into contact with it.

As the strong wind dispersed, the white mist surrounding him that blocked Shang Zhengyu's sight was immediately expelled, and it continued to spread outward. A blessing of cave heaven surrounded by fairy aura appeared in front of Shang Zhengyu.

Shang Zhengyu scratched his head, as if he would have more or less intentions when he was transporting Xiaoyao Tianlan. Last time he was thrown into the sea alone, but now he has changed into a fairyland on earth.

Around the surroundings are lush forests, with orioles singing and roaring in an endless stream. A small stream in the mountain flows by Shang Zhengyu, and a dead leaf floats on the water surface. As the water gradually fades away, it also takes a few turns on the water surface from time to time, just like a tourist traveling far away from home looking back at his hometown.

Wherever Shang Zhengyu's eyes reached was a towering mountain, and where he stood was a mountain path, winding forward. The sparse light and shadow passed through the sparse and dense treetops, and the mottled land was sprinkled on this mountain path.

There are mountains ahead, but there is a mountain that is isolated, like a crane standing out in the flock.

It attracted Shang Zhengyu's attention. It was a kind of inspiration. Shang Zhengyu immediately realized that this was an illusion. If he wanted to escape from this place and return to reality, he had to climb that mountain.

Let's go, at least there is still a way under your feet at this moment.

Shang Zhengyu calmed down and smiled freely and unrestrainedly. He then began to walk forward along this mountain path.

The more he moved forward, the more Shang Zhengyu could see the extraordinaryness of this mountain, because the ubiquitous vitality around him was getting stronger with Shang Zhengyu's climb, and it had even begun to nourish his body and repair the injuries in his body.

Although Shang Zhengyu concluded that this was an illusion, the feeling of the injury in his body being gradually healed could not deceive people. Shang Zhengyu even wondered, could he be really taken into this place by a powerful man? Otherwise, Shang Zhengyu would not be able to find any falsehood in such a real feeling.

It doesn't matter, as long as you climb that mountain, everything will be clear.

Shang Zhengyu accelerated his pace and moved forward persistently in the mottled light and shadow.

When Shang Zheng's feather stool went up the top of the mountain, he couldn't help but be stunned.

A pine tree, a bluestone, and an old man with eyes closed.

This is the entire scenery on the top of the mountain.

Pines hang on the edge of the cliff, with vigorous and powerful branches like dragons standing proudly in the wind, and the thick crowns of trees are like green canopies blocking the bright sun. The old man sits quietly on the bluestone under the crown, quiet and peaceful.

Shang Zhengyu seemed to have touched something when he went up the top of the mountain. The old man's eyelids trembled slightly, and then slowly opened it. It was as if he had just had a big dream of spring and autumn, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Shang Zhengyu did not dare to be negligent, so he walked to the old man three feet in front of him and stood there, made up his face, and respectfully clasped his fists and bowed: "My younger generation Shang Zhengyu accidentally disturbed his senior, please forgive me."

"Your name is Shang Zhengyu? Shang Zhengyu? Oh, Shang Zhengyu."

After hearing Shang Zhengyu's self-report, the old man focused his eyes on Shang Zhengyu little by little. Shang Zhengyu suddenly felt a hint of chill all over his body, and it felt like he was thrown into the snow naked when he was a child. There was no trace of hiding on his body.

The old man's eyes gradually became deeper, and in Shang Zhengyu's senses, the old man's momentum began to rise after focusing on himself, as if there was no end. The old man was like a mountain, and he was a mortal looking up at the top of the mountain.

Shang Zhengyu did not dare to move at all, but he still maintained the posture of holding his fists and bowing. The old man's attention did not last long, but it seemed that it had passed for Shang Zhengyu.

The old man seemed to be reflecting the identity of the person. He stretched out his index finger and gently tapped the void in front of him. A ripple-like water ripples spread out from his fingertips. At this moment, a vague aura in the dantian in Shang Zhengyu's body began to run on its own in the meridians. With Shang Zhengyu as the core, shallow water ripples began to radiate in the void. However, compared with the old man, Shang Zhengyu's water ripples were much weaker, which was simply a difference.

Shang Zhengyu was very familiar with the breath that was triggered by the old man in his body. It was the Xiaoyao Tianlan Sutra! And his grandmother's every move could resonate with the internal strength of the Xiaoyao Tianlan Sutra, and his identity was about to emerge.

"My younger generation Shang Zhengyu, pay homage to Senior Xuan Kongzi!" Shang Zhengyu did not dare to be negligent, and immediately knelt on his knees and worshiped him with great praise, knocking to the end, giving him enough weight to each stroke.

"You are Shang Zhengyu."

The old man asked the second time, but his tone was no longer confused. The old man did not comment on Shang Zhengyu's title. His right index finger tapped lightly in the void again. This time, Shang Zhengyu only felt that the internal strength of the Xiaoyao Tianlan Sutra in his body seemed to have turned into a surging sea tide, surging in his meridians, and it was becoming more and more intense!

Shang Zhengyu did not dare to make any moves, but a fine cold sweat had already oozed out of his forehead. Looking at the methods of Senior Xuan Kongzi, I am afraid that as long as he raises his finger, the internal strength of the Xiaoyao Tianlan Sutra in his body would suddenly go wild. As the qi and blood reversed, he would definitely explode and die, and there would be no second result!

Shang Zhengyu felt that he was thrown into the surging tsunami again, and was pushed and slapped by endless undercurrents, almost suffocating. When his consciousness was blurred, Shang Zhengyu finally looked up at the old man.

The snow-white long bundle was behind her, and the white beards at her waist were sprinkled like a waterfall. She was covered with a white robe and had a slender figure, but her facial features were not visible. Shang Zhengyu could only feel a faint worry radiating between the old man's eyebrows and eyes, while the deep eyes were entangled with a hint of unbearableness.

When Shang Zhengyu woke up again, the swelling and painful feeling of almost being burst by the chaotic blood disappeared without a trace, as if there had never been any strange thing on his body.

The old man was still sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, and Shang Zhengyu always knelt on the spot without moving at all.

Everything seemed like Shang Zhengyu had a dream.

"Get up."

Shang Zhengyu looked up when he heard the sound and saw the old man looking at him. His eyes were no longer as complicated as before, but as calm as the clouds and mists in the mountains.

Ethereal and deep.

Shang Zhengyu bowed and asked, "I dare to ask, senior Xuan Kongzi."

"It's me." This time, the old man nodded and admitted. He looked at Shang Zhengyu, but Shang Zhengyu felt that Xuan Kongzi did not look at him, but saw others through his own shadow.

A pretty figure walked behind Shang Zhengyu, holding a jade long Xiao in his hand, smiling sweetly, looking at him.

The girl stood side by side with Shang Zhengyu, blinked Shui Lingling's big eyes at Shang Zhengyu, and then bowed to Xuan Kongzi in Shang Zhengyu's astonished gaze, and laughed:
Chapter completed!