Chapter 311 There is Still One Person

Sand and rocks were flying everywhere, but several familiar figures were ahead. They wore similar cloaks, held similar swords, and took off their hoods one by one in the wind and sand.

"You guys..." Ning Mingmei couldn't hear his own voice clearly.

Under the hoods are young faces.

They are Wen Siheng. A hundred years have passed, and the young man has a gentle look and a small scar on his forehead. They are Duan Ying. Even though she could pay a price to change her appearance, she still retained the birthmark on her face. That birthmark has transformed from an old scar into a symbol of the "invincible myth" in the eyes of the demons. They are Mu Hanshan, carrying a long sword, but his back is still straight, as if nothing in the past can stop him from moving forward.

They are Jiang Yourong. After her sister was injured and returned home to recuperate, the once innocent and romantic girl took over her sister's sword with a firm look on her face. The knot that she once wore around Jiang Yu's waist still shines brightly on her waist. They are Ye Xuefei, a tall girl who is determined to avenge her fellow disciples. Her pride remains undiminished by the harsh winds and frosts. They are Wang Cheng, the young man who used to hang out with the administrative master on Jixian Peak. Now he stands behind them as steady as a mountain and is the strength they can rely on.

——They are the young generation of Qingji Sect, they are students, they are young people, they are the backbone, they are the innocent faces that people see when they look back in their innocent years.

——They are the girls and boys of the past, the faces of young people that have not been changed by time.

At that moment, Ning Mingmei suddenly thought of the rumors that had never faded between the Qingji Sect and the Six Realms over the years. Those rumors, whether it was his identity as the furnace tripod, his unknown background, his "controversial" skills, or the Changle Gate incident.

But two hundred years later, when he met the young monks from the world of immortal cultivation again, what he heard were voices as loud as mountains and seas.

"Peak Master!"

“Master!”

"Leave this to us!"

"Master." It was Wen Siheng who finally showed Ning Mingmei a warm smile, "We are here, and we will always be here."

"Please bring Master Xiang Feng back!"

At this moment, there is no need to ask any questions. For example, where did they find so many people? How did they organize themselves to form such a powerful group? The Qingji Sect disciples dispersed and deployed themselves to open the magic circle. Ning Mingmei stood at the center of the formation and slowly injected the blood he had collected into the formation.

This place was clearly in the desert, but he felt as if a strong breeze was blowing across the green mountains and rivers, gently caressing his face.

The crack opened up before everyone's eyes, with gusts of cold wind blowing through the gap, just like when the same crack swallowed up the entire fairy city. But now, Ning Mingmei stared at the gap and actually smiled.

"…If I had known these young people were so easy to deceive, I should have let them rescue the people," he said.

"Wait! We finally caught up!"

There was a panting sound in the distance. Ning Mingmei turned around and saw Lian Chengyue.

Two hundred years later, Lian Chengyue was taller than him. At this moment, he was wearing a blue suit and carrying a long sword, looking no different from any innocent disciple of the Qingji Sect. Wen Siheng and the others were very surprised. They had no idea that Lian Chengyue would come: "Junior Brother Lian!"

"Master, in the two hundred years since you were away, I have been studying this formation." Lian Chengyue said, "Take me with you, I can help you find Master Xiang Feng!"

The crowd was shocked.

"Junior Brother Lian, how did you know..."

"Wait, what the hell is going on?!"

Amidst the doubts, Ning Mingmei looked at him deeply. Finally, he said, "Okay!"

Lian Chengyue did not jump down immediately. He looked at Ning Mingmei and finally gave a warm smile.

"Long time no see, Master." He whispered.

He had a lot to say, but in the end, all he got was a knock from Ning Mingmei.

"We just met not long ago. Let's go." Ning Mingmei said, "Stop talking nonsense."

Lian Chengyue covered his head and laughed again: "On ZOOM? This is why I was so determined to become Master's disciple."

"What do you say?" Ning Mingmei did not comment.

Lian Chengyue was stunned for a moment, and her smile became even brighter.

Wei Rong watched their interaction and felt that there was something strange about the master and disciple. It didn't look like they hadn't seen each other for two hundred years. But before he could think about it, he heard Ning Mingmei say, "Let's go!"

The four of them jumped into the gap. Wen Siheng organized everyone and said, "Everyone, please protect the law!"

Everyone quickly took their place. Looking down from this great height, the disciples of Qingji Sect are scattered like stars in a patchwork, and the magic formation they form is powerful, solid, and unstoppable. Wen Siheng, who was standing at the core of the magic circle, said to Mu Hanshan beside him: "Hanshan, the magic circle you improved is indeed much stronger than our previous one. Even if Jiang Duo comes, we may not be powerless to fight!"

Mu Hanshan stared at the sky and said calmly, "This formation was not invented by me."

Wen Siheng frowned slightly, and soon he understood something: "Could it be him too..."

Duan Ying was still looking at the hidden place vigilantly at this moment. A man in gray was standing there.

"I never told you about the hundred years I disappeared. After that incident two hundred years ago, I was seriously injured and he was heartbroken. We lived in seclusion in Floating Cloud Mountain for decades. I had hoped that he would forget many things and continue to be master and disciple. However, he still left a note and left. He said that he could not give up and face his own destiny." Mu Hanshan said lightly, "Later, as you can see, we almost never met again. Sometimes where I went, he happened to be nearby, and then he left very quickly."

"But this time he came to see you." Wen Siheng said.

"He found out that Master Ning Feng had something important to do and wanted to help. He asked me if I was willing to trust him again. He wanted to help Master Ning Feng." Mu Hanshan said.

"This was agreed upon by the three of us. You don't need to feel too much pressure." Wen Siheng comforted him.

Mu Hanshan smiled at this comforting feeling. In fact, he could see Duan Ying's doubts, but Duan Ying chose to believe in the good side of human nature. But he said: "I believe it too. Because he has never asked me if I can trust him again for his own affairs."

But for Ning Mingmei, he took the initiative to come to him.

In fact, there is one thing Mu Hanshan did not tell Wen Siheng. The moment he saw the note, he thought, it would have been great if the person who lost his memory was Chang Feichang.

As if there is a demon in your heart humming.

Wen Siheng just patted him on the shoulder. He looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds and a storm was about to come.

…

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Turn on the protective spell!"

Ning Mingmei held up the lotus lantern in his hand, and a soft halo enveloped everyone. The surging bloody evil energy was finally blocked outside the light shield. Even though they were prepared, Ye Yufei and Wei Rong were choked and staggered.

"It is indeed the ancient demon abyss. The demonic energy inside has condensed and has long since turned into evil. It is really not something that ordinary cultivators can resist." Wei Rong whispered.

All I could see was a pool of blood and corpses. No place is more like the "hell" in the story than this one.

Ye Yufei was very surprised. In such an environment, both she and Wei Rong were somewhat unable to resist. But Lian Chengyue landed and stood up lightly, as if there was no obstacle here for him.

Although she had been fighting outside in recent years, she had heard of the extraordinary talent of this genius disciple in the sect. It is said that in the entire world of immortal cultivation, no one can match Lian Chengyue's qualifications.

What is his current level of cultivation? Why can one walk freely in such a devil's abyss?

——Of course it’s because a place like this is nothing compared to the divine sword.

"You... who are you?" Ye Yufei asked in amazement. "Lian Chengyue, you are clearly not in today's plan, but you found this place in time. You are still studying for a doctorate, but you are familiar with this place..."

"Yeah, how did you know our plan for today?!" Wei Rong also said in horror, "And..."

It was obvious that Immortal Ning also showed a surprised expression after seeing Lian Chengyue coming!

Rather than knowing the plan, they were more surprised and even frightened by Lian Chengyue's ease here. It is well known that even ordinary demons would feel uncomfortable in the Demon Abyss. The only one who can look relaxed here with only a fragile protective shield is...

The young man had handsome eyebrows and bright eyes. He smiled at them, but his eyebrows and eyes, which were always as gentle as the breeze and the bright moon, now showed a bit of evil: "I am..."

Ning Mingmei raised his eyebrows, thinking that Lian Chengyue was about to reveal his vest...

Lian Chengyue: “Genius.”

Ning Mingmei: "..."

Lian Chengyue: "He is a genius that you cannot even imagine, one that is hard to come by in a million years!"

Ye Yufei and Wei Rong: ...

"What kind of answer is that?!"

"A genius like me is omnipotent. Especially after my mentor left two hundred years ago, I can complete all tasks independently and have done a lot of quality development." Lian Chengyue squatted down and drew a magic circle in the blood mud with his fingers.

"What is this magic circle?" Ye Yufei was shocked.

Lian Chengyue: "Only a genius can do that. Have you ever seen the sun at four in the morning in Qingji Sect? I sleep in the library of Qingji Sect every day and night. Now, it is finally time for me to show my skills. Moreover, none of this is important. The most important thing is that I can save your time and let you find Master Xiang Feng faster. No one knows this place better than me."

Ye Yufei: ...

Ning Mingmei: ...After so many years, this kid has been busy running for the student union president all day. Otherwise, how could he become so eloquent?

The strange feeling we had when we met again was thrown aside. Ning Ming looked at him with dead eyes and said casually: "Yes, you are worthy of being my disciple, such a genius..."

"Hush, Master."

Lian Chengyue put her finger to her lips and looked at him tenderly.

Ning Mingmei:?

...Lian Chengyue...interrupted him?

"Master, don't be angry. I can only work better for you if I concentrate." Perhaps because of the light, Lian Chengyue's face looked flickering, and his eyes were like flickering candlelight. "Master, I have wanted to work for you for a long time."

Ning Mingmei: ...

"It's up to you." Ning Mingmei said.

Lian Chengyue closed her eyes. He had been preparing for this day for a long time. The reincarnated ancient demon thrives in such a blood abyss. With the talent and ability of the reincarnation of the devil, he searched for a trace of Xiang Wuxing's aura amid the bloody murderous aura.

The threads are just ahead.

"Go that way." Lian Chengyue closed his eyes and indicated the direction.

His instructions made Ye Yufei burst into tears of joy: "You mean Master Xiang Feng is indeed still alive!"

Soon, Lian Chengyue frowned.

"Beside Master Xiang Feng... there seems to be another person."