The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 102 He has fallen (Wan Geng please subscribe)

As soon as Zhang Jingyuan walked in, the wealthy businessmen outside were dumbfounded and even their breathing froze.

After a full twenty breaths, these wealthy businessmen took a deep breath in unison.

"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. If this child dares to wake up Master Feng, he will be thrown out by Master Feng within three breaths."

"Throw it out, just throw it out, just to let people like this who don't know the heights of heaven and earth know how powerful it is and what it means to obey the rules."

"Yes, we are all waiting in line here. How can this kid jump in the queue so casually? But it's better to hate Master Feng, so as not to compete with us for the golden gun. After all, you need to know whether Master Feng's golden gun is good or not. There are a lot of pills to pour, and the more people come, the less will be distributed to each person."

These words instantly reminded everyone that these wealthy businessmen were eager to rush in and pull Zhang Jingyuan out, but they were also afraid of offending Master Feng and falling into the same fate as Zhang Jingyuan.

After entering the hut, Zhang Jingyuan looked around. It was as shabby as he remembered, and the smell was really overpowering. He couldn't help but cover his nose and mouth, and kicked the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed. On a thin man.

"Master Feng wakes up!"

"Who? Who dares to kick me and seek death?"

Before he finished speaking, Master Feng became furious. Without even looking at it, a burst of fire shot out from his hand. The powerful force trembled in all directions, instantly covering the only small window. Get out of here!
"Look, this is what will happen to Master Feng. Let's go up later and lift this kid out so as not to get in Master Feng's eyes."

Everyone has long been accustomed to the scene in front of them, and some people have even planned to contact the craftsmen to come and repair the windows.

But the strange thing is that after everyone waited for ten breaths, they didn't hear the familiar voice of Master Feng asking them to come in and carry someone.

After hesitating for a while, a wealthy businessman finally couldn't help but ask: "Master Feng, do you need us to come in and clean up?"

"No need, get out! Get out! Get away! If I see you later, you are still at the door. One by one, don't even think about buying my elixir!"

But who would have known that Master Feng's furious voice came from the hut, and everyone was instantly frightened to the point of peeing, running straight away, for fear that if they ran slower, they would anger Master Feng.

At this time, each one, no, each wealthy businessman was running, as if a group of fat and white rabbits were chasing each other.

"They have all gone far. My friend, can you keep your flying sword away from my throat?"

Master Feng looked at the flying sword in front of him, which was close to his throat, and a cold light flashed from time to time. He swallowed subconsciously and said with fear.

He was afraid that the strange young man in front of him would lose his hand if his thoughts changed, and the flying sword would swipe across his throat.

"What's the problem?"

Zhang Jingyuan looked at Master Feng in front of him with a smile and put the flying sword back.

Feeling Feijian leaving, Master Feng's eyes suddenly became fierce when he looked at Zhang Jingyuan, becoming more unruly and even a little eager to try.

Before, he had just made one move and was defeated by this young man, but that was purely because he had just woken up and was unprepared. Now that he has woken up, it is hard to say whether he will win or lose. .

"Okay, Feng Xiangyun, can't we sit down and talk for a few words honestly? You have to stab a few holes in your body with a flying sword before you can be honest, right?"

When Feng Xiangyun stuck his butt out, Zhang Jingyuan knew what he was going to do. Knowing that his bad habit had happened again, he still wanted to do something with him, so he immediately said rudely.

"You! How do you know my name!"

It seems that the three words "Feng Xiangyun" have some special magic power. When Master Feng heard these three words, his expression suddenly changed, and he pointed at Zhang Jingyuan and said in disbelief.

He has not been called by this name for nearly twenty years, and those who know his name are basically from Yunhai Star and are at least a hundred years old.

How could he not be shocked when his name was suddenly shouted out by a teenage boy?

"You don't have to worry about this. Besides, I know more about you than you think."

Zhang Jingyuan raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile.

However, there was a hint of unnoticeable joy in his eyes, or to be more precise, it was remembrance.

In his previous life, he and Feng Xiangyun had known each other for more than three hundred years. They had known each other since the foundation building, and then ended up hanging out in Nascent Soul. How could they not understand each other!

If we say that Feng Xiangyun is an extraordinary genius in alchemy, among the great alchemists he knows, Feng Xiangyun can be ranked among the top ten if only based on his understanding and control of alchemy.

Even if it hadn't been for his unfortunate death when he was in the Nascent Soul stage, it wouldn't be impossible to advance a few steps further.

Feng Xiangyun was one of the few monks he knew who could refine earth-level elixirs at the golden elixir stage.

You know, generally speaking, only alchemists who are at the stage of becoming gods can refine earth-level elixirs.

With his golden elixir body, he is comparable to a god-transformation monk in the elixir field. Isn't Feng Xiangyun powerful?
However, this guy has a bad fate and is not kind to others. Otherwise, he would not be reduced to Feng, who is currently selling golden guns and pills, as a dignified foundation-building monk and a major disciple of the Feixing Pavilion's elixir line. Grandmaster.

To put it bluntly, which alchemist is not the guest of the star master of each planet, or even the master of the galaxy, and a treasure in his hand.

Feng Xiangyun was the first to see such a miserable alchemist, and he had basically never seen him in half an era. To say that he was unprecedented and unprecedented would not be an exaggeration at all.

"who are you?"

Feng Xiangyun looked at Zhang Jingyuan with great vigilance, and there was even a hint of desperate madness in his eyes!

If Zhang Jingyuan was really sent by his good junior brother, then he would rather die with Zhang Jingyuan!

"Don't worry, I'm not your good junior brother. I was sent here by He Guancheng. Use your brain to think about it. If He Guancheng knew you were hiding here, would he come here in person?"

Zhang Jingyuan glanced at Feng Xiangyun and said angrily.

He really has no brains at all, he can't even complain.

The story that Feng Xiangyun went from being a dignified foundation-building monk and a major disciple of the Feixing Pavilion’s elixir line to what he is now, with his cultivation only remaining at the ninth level of Qi Refining, is actually a very clichéd old story, not new at all.

At that time, the three most outstanding disciples of Feixing Pavilion's elixir lineage were Feng Xiangyun, He Guancheng, and their master's daughter, Junior Sister.

Feng Xiangyun was naturally the most talented and the most favored by his master. If nothing else happened, once his master passed away, the leader of Feixing Pavilion's elixir lineage would naturally be Feng Xiangyun's.

The only difference is that unlike most stories, where the senior brother and the junior sister are in love and are childhood sweethearts, Feng Xiangyun and the junior sister don't get along very well, let alone like them. From the beginning to the end, they have always been friends. in this way.

Probably because Feng Xiangyun is ugly, Zhang Jingyuan complained about him countless times in private.

One day, the master died suddenly, and then the junior sister joined forces with He Guancheng and used some means to make everyone think that Feng Xiangyun wanted to rise to power quickly, so he took the opportunity to harm the master.

Feng Xiangyun was naturally unable to argue. After all, although his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he could already refine Xuan-level elixirs that only Golden Elixir monks could refine. And with Feng Xiangyun's talent, once he became the master of a lineage, he would not be able to do anything for a long time. In a few years, you can break through to the golden elixir.

Furthermore, the most important thing is that his master died in the sect's retreat.

It stands to reason that the only people who have access to his master are Feng Xiangyun and the junior sister. First of all, the junior sister is not so crazy that she would kill her father, and the junior sister also has sufficient alibi.

As a result, Feng Xiangyun took the blame firmly on his back.

In the end, Feng Xiangyun was naturally deposed from the foundation of the Great Dao, demoted to a Qi Refining monk, and sadly left Feixing Pavilion.

"Since you were not sent here by my good junior brother, then who are you? What is the purpose of coming here?"

Zhang Jingyuan's words did not dispel Feng Xiangyun's worries, but made him look at Zhang Jingyuan more vigilantly, and he still planned to die with Zhang Jingyuan at any time.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I am the only one who can help you kill He Guancheng. You must have guessed that He Guancheng is the real murderer of your master. You and your junior sister, both I was deceived by He Guancheng.”

Zhang Jingyuan said calmly.

"You? A kid at the fourth level of Qi Refining? You actually told me so brazenly that you wanted to help me kill He Guancheng. Are you kidding me? You have to know that He Guancheng is now a Golden Elixir monk. How can you kill Golden Elixir by refining Qi? In this world Aren’t you crazy?”

Feng Xiangyun pointed at Zhang Jingyuan and laughed so hard that he burst into tears. What Zhang Jingyuan just said was simply the funniest joke he had heard in the past fifty years.

"It is indeed impossible now, but I didn't say it was now. However, the most important thing is that I am the only one who can help you realize this wish!"

Zhang Jingyuan really wants to give Feng Xiangyun a slap in the face now to see if he can continue to laugh!
But considering that he lied, Zhang Jingyuan's mood instantly became much calmer.

Because he was not the only one who could help Feng Xiangyun avenge him. For example, in his last life, Feng Xiangyun avenged himself. By the time he found out, He Guancheng's body was already cold. In his previous life, when he met Feng Xiangyun, it was probably fifteen years in the future.

At that time, Feng Xiangyun had developed a pill that could solve the damage to the foundation of his great path and became a foundation-building monk again.

Then after a hundred years of hard work, Feng Xiangyun not only successfully advanced to the Golden Elixir, but also killed his enemies with his own hands.

If you ignore the fact that they have helped each other for more than a hundred years, it is absolutely not an exaggeration to say that Feng Xiangyun's revenge was entirely based on himself.

However, it is possible to re-glue the broken foundation of the Dao, even if there are slight hidden dangers. As a result, Feng Xiangyun was unfortunately killed due to lack of strength when he was in the Nascent Soul stage. However, it can be seen that Feng Xiangyun is an important person in the Dan Dao. What a talent.

To be honest, he is not sad about Feng Xiangyun's death. After all, he has said before that on the road of cultivation, not one of the 10,000 monks can live safely to his maximum lifespan, including him. Own.

"Okay, I don't want to play riddles with you, and I don't want to kill He Guancheng. It's my own fault that I'm in this situation now. You can leave."

Feng Xiangyun waved his hand and said dullly.

If possible, he would of course want to kill Zhang Jingyuan, but judging from the previous confrontation, it would be very difficult to do so.

Therefore, his mind is already thinking about how to leave Yanghe City.

After all, if Zhang Jingyuan was sent by his good junior brother, wouldn't he be doomed if he didn't leave?

"Are you really going to let me go? Don't you think about it carefully? Although it is almost impossible to kill Jindan by refining qi, but you tell me, is it normal for the fourth level of qi refining to defeat the ninth level of qi refining with one sword? "

Hearing what Zhang Jingyuan said, Feng Xiangyun felt as if he had been hit hard. His eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Jingyuan in disbelief. He was speechless for a long time.

"I am only sixteen years old. I have just started practicing. I have reached the fourth level of Qi Refining so quickly and have the strength to defeat the ninth level of Qi Refining. How do you know that I will not be able to complete the foundation building and that I will not be able to complete the foundation building? Can’t kill Jin Dan? Or are you sure I can’t be promoted to Jin Dan?”

"Seriously, Master Feng, you have no choice. As long as you want revenge for one day, I will be your best candidate and the greatest possibility."

Zhang Jingyuan looked at Feng Xiangyun and said proudly.

Hearing what Zhang Jingyuan said, Feng Xiangyun's face turned blue and white. He was speechless for a long time, full of hesitation and struggle.

If what Zhang Jingyuan said was true, Zhang Jingyuan was indeed the most genius person he had ever seen.

The speed of cultivation is not bad. After all, it is not impossible to reach the fourth level of Qi refining in one year. It is possible for a true spiritual root or a disciple of the Three Spiritual Root Immortal Family with a good family background to do it. of.

But defeating him at the fourth level of Qi Refining is really awesome.

If this is the case, it is indeed possible for Zhang Jingyuan to avenge him.

"If you tell me this, aren't you afraid that I will tell you and find someone to imprison a genius like you? In exchange for supporting me."

Feng Xiangyun hesitated for a moment and then said slowly.

"Master Feng, there is nothing wrong with your mind. I don't have double pupils or human emperor bones. Why are they imprisoning me? Even if they really imprison me, they will most likely require me to become a disciple. Since we have come to this point, then I Wouldn’t it be nice to become a disciple?”

"How do you think my sect will deal with you when I succeed in escaping as a disciple?"

Zhang Jingyuan looked at Feng Xiangyun as if he were a fool.

He really didn't know that Feng Xiangyun, whose cultivation was crippled, would be so inoperable. Was it his brain that was crippled?

"Then what do you want me to do?"

When Zhang Jingyuan said this, Feng Xiangyun realized what a stupid question he had asked, and quickly asked an important question in his mind.

To be honest, he is a useless person now. He doesn't even have a pharmacy and alchemy furnace. He can only refine things like golden gun and non-falling pills in exchange for daily necessities.

And looking at Zhang Jingyuan's appearance, it didn't look like he needed a golden gun to be invulnerable, so for a moment, he really didn't know why Zhang Jingyuan found him.

"Refining alchemy, what else can you do? Tell yourself, what else can you do besides refining alchemy?"

Zhang Jingyuan now really wants to open Feng Xiangyun's head to see if it was Feng Xiangyun's brain that was crippled. How could he be so stupid?

"You really want me to make elixirs for you? I can't make any elixirs right now."

Feng Xiangyun's eyes lit up, but then dimmed quickly.

He is no longer the senior brother of the elixir lineage who used his foundation-building body to refine mysterious-level elixirs and conquered the world in Feixing Pavilion. He is just a useless person who is just lingering.

"You don't need to refine any particularly complex elixirs, just the basic God-enhancing elixirs and body-strengthening elixirs."

"The situation now is actually very simple. You work for me and refine some ordinary elixirs that you can refine. Then I promise that when the time is right, I will definitely help you get revenge. It's as simple as this. Do you agree or not?" disagree."

As for Feng Xiangyun's current stupid head, he didn't know how long he would have to break up with him. Zhang Jingyuan said it directly and cut through the mess quickly.

"Can you really avenge me?"

Feng Xiangyun looked at Zhang Jingyuan uncertainly.

"I said yes, but you don't believe it. Anyway, I just want you to make an elixir and teach a young apprentice. And you don't have to teach too much. You can just ask her to help you concoct some elixirs. Do you think that's okay?" This is a conscientious business. If you believe me, the deal will be made. If you don’t, I will pull you down."

Zhang Jingyuan said impatiently.

"Can it really be brought down?"

Feng Xiangyun pointed at the flying sword behind Zhang Jingyuan and said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyuan glanced at Feng Xiangyun in surprise, and then a smile of approval appeared on his face.

A rare moment of wisdom.

He worked hard to find Feng Xiangyun today. If Feng Xiangyun dared not to follow him, he would have to ask the flying sword in his hand whether he agreed or not!

Besides, he really doesn't have much time, so when he has time, he can make elixirs by himself.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Xiangyun agreed.

Anyway, as Zhang Jingyuan said, he just made a pill and didn't pay anything, and Zhang Jingyuan was indeed the first person who might be able to help him get revenge.

Maybe it's a little further in time, fifty years, a hundred years?

It doesn't matter, as long as he is alive and can see this day.

To be honest, he didn't know where his confidence in Zhang Jingyuan came from. Is it because Zhang Jingyuan knew too many secrets about him? Or is it because Zhang Jingyuan is so incredibly powerful?
Or is it because of the confidence in Zhang Jingyuan's words?
Probably all three, especially the latter. When he heard Zhang Jingyuan say that he wanted to kill He Guancheng just now, his tone made him think that Zhang Jingyuan's killing of He Guancheng was no more difficult than killing a pig.

"By the way, the shop is too small now and the business is slow. I can't give you a high salary. Is that okay?"

Zhang Jingyuan asked suddenly.

"No problem. I can support myself. But if that doesn't work, I'll make another pill and sell it. Not only will it be enough for me to live on, but it may also be able to subsidize some pharmacies."

Feng Xiangyun patted his chest and said.

If an alchemy genius like him starved himself to death, that would be the biggest joke in the world of cultivation.

"Selling a golden gun but not selling pills?"

To be honest, he wanted to refuse, but when he thought of the hungry and dissatisfied looks of those wealthy businessmen before, he hesitated.

After a long time, Zhang Jingyuan sighed quietly, he had fallen.

(End of this chapter)