Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 505
Suburbs, bamboo house.

Quiet and quiet.

Zhanji sage sat at the table and made a pot of fragrant tea.

The fragrance overflowed and permeated the air, refreshing.

He slowly took the teapot, poured it into his teacup, and filled it up.

During this period of time, he has absorbed the medicinal effects of the "Nine Turns Immortal Cultivation Pill" every day, and now, he has recovered [-]% of his skills, and his body's functions are also gradually recovering.

Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan was happy in his heart, and his whole person naturally became much more energetic.

In the past few days, Venerable Kasyapa came to him from time to time to ask about some past events, and the Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan even gave him a comprehensive answer. If it was the past, he would not be interested in saying more about these old things. of.

Although the house is quiet, it is reassuringly quiet.

The Zhanji sage slowly picked up the teacup and put it under his nose, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Outside the house, a wave of power, like a breeze, enveloped the entire bamboo house at once.

At this moment, the complexion of Zhanji Saint suddenly changed, and the tea he was about to drink was slowly placed on the table.

He sighed for a long time: "The one who just came...will come after all..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.

Outside the bamboo house, gurgling water flows slowly.

In the woods, Zuo Leng and Di Xun were standing not far from the door of the bamboo house.

"Long time no see, Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan." Zuo Leng said with a faint smile.

Zhanji Saint looked at these two people, couldn't help showing a smile, and said, "I'm afraid you two have been looking for me for some time?"

Di Xun said: "If you hadn't appeared at Luluo Jinding that day, maybe we might not be able to find you even if we searched for another month in Nanyang..."

Saint Zhan Ji said: "The two of you came to Nanyang, could it be that you are looking for me?"

"Of course not." Di Xun said coldly: "Although you have grievances with us, it is not enough for us to come across the ocean."

"Oh?" Zhan Ji Sheng was stunned for a moment, and said, "The two came to Nanyang, why?"

Zuo Leng said: "Shangfeng sent us to Nanyang to collect the life souls of Dacheng practitioners, that's why we came here... You know, in Zhongtu, Dacheng practitioners are hard to find, most of them are like you Similarly, I like to live a hidden life, only the 'gods' in Nanyang are a little more high-profile, and it will be easier for us to find them."

"So that's the case." Zhan Ji Sheng nodded and said, "Then how many souls have you collected now?"

Zuo Leng listened, thought for a while, and said: "Counting the people from Jiangshumen, there are a total of 180 or six people, but... the ability of some of the descending masters in Jiangshumen is really poor. It is said that their souls are not very effective."

The Zhanji sage smiled and said, "What about mine?"

Di Xun said: "If you want me to say, the life soul of you alone, the saint, can at least equal the life soul of half of the descendants."

The smile on Zhan Ji's face gradually faded, revealing a majestic look, and said sharply: "But it may not be easy to kill me."

"It's okay...take your time..." Zuo Leng didn't seem to care at all, with a contemptuous smile on his face, he said: "Since the war in 300 years, we have been very impressed with you, today... I also I want to see how much strength you still have back then."

A silver-white radiance emanated from Zuo Leng's body, with an incomparable momentum, like a violent wind and huge waves rising from the sky.

In the void, the majestic power seemed to condense into a fierce tiger.

"Okay... I also want to see how strong the two Sanxians are."

As soon as the voice of the Zhanji Saint fell, his whole robe was shaken, as if being swept by a strong wind, a vast momentum burst out, and in a flash, it seemed to be enough to submerge the entire mountain forest.

A playful smile appeared on Zuo Leng's face, and he said, "It's interesting..."

As soon as he spoke, he rushed towards him, and with a "swish", it turned into a silver-white cold light, approaching the Zhanji Saint.

The duel between masters is always interesting.

Di Xun stood on the spot, watching with cold eyes.

300 years ago, the two of them teamed up to deal with the Zhanji saints, and there were still five or five of them. Now, both of them are Sanxians of the second generation, and their power is even greater than before. If they really join forces, even the current Zhanji Saints with their peak strength may not necessarily be their opponents.

The billowing power seemed to be swung from Zuo Leng's arm, and instantly smashed towards the Zhanji Saint.

At this moment, the tiger in the void seemed to let out a huge roar.

The whole body of Zhanji Saint did not move, he greeted him with both hands, and huge energy shot out from his body.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

A wave of air rippled away and went straight in all directions.

The bamboo house behind him turned into powder in an instant.

At this moment of lightning and flint, Zuo Leng and Zhanji Shengzhang rose from the sky at the same time, heading straight into the sky.

The figures of the two seemed to change into infinite phantoms, swimming back and forth, Guanghua completely engulfed their figures.

In the mountain forest, bursts of howling sounded, shaking the world.

The violent mountain wind blew up the dead branches, scattered leaves and dust all over the sky, sweeping up, like a tornado, constantly rolling.

In just an instant, the two of them had passed through dozens of moves at an astonishingly fast speed.

"Heaven-breaking tactic..."

Zuo Leng yelled loudly, and swung out his fist like a mountain. The tiger in the void moved with him, gathering energy like a star, and rushed towards the Zhanji Saint.

The sky is full of power, turning into colorful streamers.

Zhanji Saint's face changed slightly, as if feeling the heavy oppression, he withdrew and flew back.

His clothes fluttered, a finger popped out, and the golden light appeared in front of him, like a fire phoenix, as if born from Nirvana, soaring up from the endless sea of ​​fire.

Huge power radiated from the fire phoenix, and met the fierce tiger that was rushing.

The two forces confronted each other fiercely, and for a moment, the entire mountain forest was stirred up.

Powerful energy surged out, and the phantom in front of him suddenly disappeared, Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan and Zuo Leng stepped back at the same time.

Between the two, there seemed to be a prestige, rushing out from under the ground.

In the middle of the air, Zuo Leng stabilized his retreating figure, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said coldly: "Sure enough... you old guy, if you want to kill you... I'm afraid it's not easy... ..."

Zhanji Saint looked calm, and said lightly: "The two generations of Sanxian are really extraordinary..."

Di Xun on the ground laughed "haha" when he heard the words, and said, "Fortunately, there are two of us, today... you will definitely die."

After the words fell, the whole person no longer hesitated, jumped up, turned into a blue light, and rushed straight.

Between the heaven and the earth, it seems as if a mountain torrent bursts out of the rock...

(End of this chapter)