"It's a pity that what happened changed everything."
"It can only be said that powerful power is full of fatal temptations for the strong."
Lu Shuang sneered, his words full of sarcasm.
The memories of the past reminded him of the experience that changed his life.
"Not to mention these, you also noticed the abnormality in the black and white old man just now, right?"
Zhang Yifeng noticed that Lu Shuang's mood was a little unstable, so he immediately stopped the topic.
Then we started talking about the strange power that the old man in black and white erupted when he pushed back Xing Yuan.
The Wushuang disciples present had no idea what that feeling was like.
But for Zhang Yifeng and Lu Shuang, that momentary stasis of time is undoubtedly a familiar feeling.
"Of course, this is somewhat similar to the power that erupted before the Ancient Baoyu teleported us here."
"But the feeling of stagnation disappeared too quickly, so we can't be sure yet."
When talking about this matter, the coldness on Lu Shuang's face gradually dissipated and turned to a solemn expression.
Of course he also sensed something was wrong, but the momentary feeling didn't mean anything.
The two of them cannot make up their minds to do something just because of a guess.
"If there is a chance, I hope to see his mysterious power from this black and white old man again."
Zhang Yifeng groaned, nodded and replied.
Naturally, he also felt something strange, which was almost the same as Lu Shuang's feeling. He also noticed something strange about the power erupting from the black and white old man.
Judging from Zhang Yifeng's experience, the strange power of the black and white old man probably did not come from himself.
In addition, after the plan of the Black and White Old Man's Evil Pill to absorb the vitality of the evil cultivators collapsed, the angry expression he showed seemed to be very urgent about this matter.
Coupled with the word master he subconsciously shouted out, Zhang Yifeng faintly felt that there seemed to be a dark cloud hanging over the Qinghuang world.
The black and white old man was already considered a figure in the evil ways of the Qinghuang Realm.
But what kind of person would be able to call such a person a master?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and a guess arose in his heart.
Could it be the old man in black robe from the Shell Organization?
After Zhang Yifeng came to Qinghuang Realm, he also secretly inquired about the old man in black robe.
But no matter how much you try to find out, it's like a stone sinking into the sea.
Either the old man in black robe took precautions in advance and deliberately hid his whereabouts.
Or maybe he didn't come to the Qinghuang world in Lu Shuang's memory with them at all.
Between the two, Zhang Yifeng still prefers the former.
While Zhang Yifeng was deep in thought, Lu Shuang also noticed something strange about him, and a look of concentration suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"What, God of Death, what are you thinking about?"
Lu Shuang lowered his voice and asked him.
"Nothing, I'm just wondering where the old man in black robe is hiding."
"We have all become much younger since we came to this green wilderness, and the old man in black robe is no exception."
"He has always fantasized about traveling through time and space. Now that his wish has come true, he will not be able to stay silent forever."
"But no matter what his actions are, he shouldn't be as elusive as he is now."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and expressed what he was thinking.
"really……"
Lu Shuang also reacted at this time. It has been several days since they arrived here.
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But in these days, not a bit of news about the old man in black robe has been spread.
No matter how cautious the old man in black robes was, he couldn't cover up his whereabouts like this because he knew nothing about the Qinghuang Realm.
After all, the old man in black robe could not have guessed that Zhang Yifeng and Lu Shuang also came to this world with him.
If the old man in black and white has any guesses about this matter, he will definitely do the same as Zhang Yifeng and do his best to find or test for traces of their existence.
If it were Zhang Yifeng, he would never survive in an unfamiliar environment without a trace and with peace of mind.
As for the evil cultivator who was sent to attack Wushuang Sect this time, Zhang Yifeng felt from the bottom of his heart that he had little to do with the old man in black robe.
For no other reason, Zhang Yifeng did not think that the old man in black robe could have such ability.
"Excluding this unexpected situation, how much time is left until you obtain Wanshu Pavilion?"
After Zhang Yifeng thought about it, he asked Lu Shuang beside him in a low voice.
The day when Lu Shuang obtains Wanshu Pavilion is very important to both of them, as it determines whether they can leave here.
Lu Shuang's eyes flashed and he replied in a deep voice: "One month later."
"Wanshu Pavilion will fall from the sky, fall into my room and take the initiative to recognize its owner."
"Then with the help of Wanshu Pavilion, I found many inheritances and magic weapons hidden in the Qinghuang Realm, and my cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds."
"Three months after acquiring Wanshu Pavilion, Tian Fanzi noticed that my cultivation level was growing too fast and asked me specifically about Wanshu Pavilion."
"At that time, after he heard about the existence of Wanshu Pavilion, he was not in a hurry to take action against me. It was not until three days later that he was intercepted and killed by his eldest disciple when he went out to look for something."
Lu Shuang said with cold eyes, as if the bad memories were brought back and the hatred in his heart was once again touched.
"Lu Shuang, don't be so nervous. That's just what happened in your memory."
"The place we are in now, I still don't know if it is the place you think of."
"After all, didn't something happen today that you have never experienced before in your memory?"
Zhang Yifeng said in a calm tone, and when he saw that Lu Shuang was in a bad state, he intended to comfort her.
"I understand what you mean, but the pain of the past cannot be erased."
"Even though all this has not happened yet, it is a long-lasting pain that I will never forget."
Lu Shuang sighed, but did not calm down under Zhang Yifeng's words of comfort.
Zhang Yifeng couldn't say anything for a while after hearing this.
At this moment, a voice sounded, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two.
"Junior Brother Lu Shuang, Senior Zhang!"
Zhang Yifeng turned around and saw Wang Su rushing over in a hurry.
He first saluted Zhang Yifeng and Lu Shuang, and then looked at Zhang Yifeng with shining eyes.
"Oh, by the way, this sword has not been returned to fellow Taoist Wangsu yet."
When Zhang Yifeng saw him arriving, he remembered that he had not yet handed back the divine sword condensed with unparalleled sword intent.
Dang Ji handed the red divine sword in his hand back to Wang Su.
When the divine sword was released, the glow that originally bloomed on it disappeared instantly.
After falling into Wangsu's hands, the red divine sword even flickered a few times, as if reluctant to leave Zhang Yifeng's hands.
When Wangsu saw this scene, he felt nothing strange in his heart.
"Senior Zhang, can you teach me the way of the sword?"
Wangsu swallowed his saliva and then asked cautiously.