Chapter 1273 Master and Apprentice

Broad and profound, worthwhile trip.

These are the two feelings Zhou Shu felt when he walked to the end of Lingqiao.

It is certain that the road he took is by no means all that is in the Shushan Lingqiao, maybe one-tenth or even less, but he still obtained thousands of formulas, many of which are ancient methods The tactic even dates back to 60,000 to 70,000 years ago. As one of the earliest sects of cultivating immortals that has rarely weakened, the background of Mount Shu is really unimaginable. The tactic in this Lingqiao can only be described as broad and profound.

And Zhou Shu also gained many benefits from the Lingqiao. Many Shushan formulas are strange, magnificent, psychedelic, or brave, to name a few, which further enriched his way, and made him more generous and tolerant , The open communication with other Shushan disciples has made up for his shortcomings (he has almost been self-study along the way, and he has met too few famous teachers), and this trip is worthwhile.

Walking out of the Spirit Bridge, the front is still dark.

In the darkness, one can vaguely see a hill of several hundreds of feet. The hill seems to be made of refined iron, shining faintly. On the top of the hill sits an old man in ragged clothes. .

Zhou Shu paused, and walked quickly towards the hill. As soon as he reached the foot of the hill, he felt a huge pressure coming from the outside to the inside. Keep the stress out of your body and keep your mind clear.

The pressure comes from the large array of boulder hearts in ten directions, which is completely designed for Xuan Xin. Without Xuan Xin, he does not receive much pressure.

The more he went up, the greater the pressure. When he reached the mountainside, Zhou Shu had already used most of his spiritual energy to drive away the pressure. When he reached the top of the mountain, he almost used all his strength, and his body was unconsciously hunched. It is not easy to stand up straight, but the old man regards the pressure as nothing, and sits upright and straight. One is him without a mysterious heart, and the other is an elder of Shushan who has a mysterious heart. Zhen Yuanting has been sitting for three thousand years, it is really unfathomable.

Zhou Shu stood up straight and saluted respectfully, "Senior."

Zhen Yuanting seemed to have never heard of it, until Zhou Shu shouted dozens of times in a row before opening his eyes, his eyes were as muddy as water, unable to see through, turned around Zhou Shu, and said in a concentrated voice, "You are not from Shushan. Man, who is it? What are you here for?"

Zhou Shu said solemnly, "Junior Zhou Shu, specially brought someone to meet the elder."

Zhen Yuanting slowly closed his eyes, "Don't mention the word elder, I don't see anyone now, let's go down."

"The elder doesn't even see his own disciple?"

Zhou Shu's expression was slightly condensed, and he didn't say much, and he opened the soul-cultivating pearl in his hand. The soul of Taoist Henglang waited for a long time, and he couldn't wait to get out. Just after he got out, his face showed pain, which was obviously unbearable. Huge pressure here.

Zhen Yuanting's expression changed suddenly, and he quickly raised his hand, and a white light mask suddenly appeared, protecting Yuanshen in it.

He stared at the primordial spirit, the muscles on his face trembling slightly, "Heng Lang?"

"It's the disciple, Master!"

Taoist Henglang was equally excited when he saw Zhen Yuanting, and immediately knelt down on the ground, unable to get up for a while.

When he was in Lingqiao, Zhou Shu explained the whole story to him, and also said to take him to find Zhen Yuanting. Of course, Taoist Henglang didn't tell him about Tiandunjing or other things about Shushan, but to Zhou Shu, Taoist Heng Lang can only be grateful.

Looking at Taoist Heng Lang, Zhen Yuanting couldn't help shaking his head, a little light flashed in his cloudy eyes, full of relief, "You...you're back..."

Taoist Henglang fell down on the ground, choked up, and said, "Yes, the disciple is back, Master, because of the sins of the disciple, you have suffered all these years."

"Whatever suffers, thousands of years is only a moment, don't blame yourself, just get up."

Zhen Yuanting stared at Taoist Heng Lang, smiled slightly, and stroked a few beards, "Hehe, I'm really surprised that you can come back after 3,700 years, Heng Lang, these years How did you get here, and where did your physical body go?"

Taoist Henglang slowly raised his body, wiped his face like a child, and cried, "The disciple is incompetent. His physical body has already declined more than two thousand years ago. Only the Yuanshen lingers on and refuses to perish. He just wants to return to Shushan Goodbye Master fulfilling the promise in the past, but never had a chance, until I met this Fellow Daoist Zhou Shu..."

He pointed to the side, but found that there was no one there, and he was stunned.

Zhen Yuanting looked into the distance and said softly, "He's gone down."

At the foot of the mountain, a figure was walking towards the Spirit Bridge, but disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was Zhou Shu. He didn't want to participate in it, and he didn't want people to misunderstand that he coveted the magic weapon of heaven.

Taoist Heng Lang hesitated slightly, "Friend Zhou Shu is really a good person, if it weren't for him, it would be very difficult for the disciples to see Master again."

Zhen Yuanting nodded as if he had realized something, "It can be seen, which sect trained him? He has such a strong cultivation base at such a young age, I'm afraid there are not many people in Shushan who can compare."

"A self-reliant sect," Taoist Heng Lang looked at Zhen Yuanting and said with a smile, "Master, has he loved talent again?"

"Hehe, it looks like he has the aptitude of Xuanxin. It would be great if he can join Shushan, but it's just a self-supporting sect." Zhen Yuanting nodded with a smile, and turned to Taoist Henglang, his expression suddenly became more serious, "Henglang, I give You haven't lost your things, have you?"

Taoist Henglang said repeatedly, "I don't dare, even if my soul and body are completely destroyed, I will never lose the magic weapon that my master lent me."

"No need to do that, I know you are much more sensible than Tianlang, otherwise I wouldn't have given you the Tiandun Mirror." Zhen Yuanting nodded lightly, showing a lot of relief, "Then where is it now, take me Go, no matter how far away you are, you must find it and hand it over to the sect to eliminate the sins of our master and apprentice for many years, so that Tianlang will no longer bear the infamy."

"Um."

Taoist Henglang nodded, "I tell Master, it's not far away at all. In fact, the Tiandun Mirror is just around Mount Shu."

Zhen Yuanting was stunned, "You didn't take it away around Shushan?"

"Master, please forgive me," Taoist Heng Lang said in a low voice, lying on the ground, "Master's order is hard to break, and this disciple didn't intend to deceive Master, it's just that this disciple is punished by sealing his heart, lest he can't protect Tian Dunjing. Losing it will bring guilt to the master and bring irreparable troubles to Shushan, so after leaving Shushan, the disciple hid the Tiandun Mirror in a secret place near Shushan, and firmly protected it with a formation... "

"You didn't take the Tiandun Mirror with you at all..."

Zhen Yuanting stared at Taoist Heng Lang, and unconsciously let out a long sigh, "No wonder your body died in less than a thousand years, alas, Heng Lang, why do you always think about others? You are wrong. Why is it so short-lived?"

"Isn't Master the same?"

Taoist Henglang raised his head, stared at Zhen Yuanting, and said solemnly, "I learned everything from my master. No matter in cultivation or life, I am willing to follow my master and never regret it."

Zhen Yuanting's expression froze, but he was speechless.