Chapter 155 Mr. Immortal Fairy, 8 hexagrams spanning the year
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Yi Zhi Liu Lian 3 Hao
year.
Thirty years have passed since Chen Changsheng left the Zifu Holy Land.
As Wuli's reputation grows, the former Holy Son of Zi Mansion has gradually been forgotten by people.
At this time, Wu Li's strength has reached an indescribable level.
Because no one in the world can survive three moves under him.
But one day in the year, a woman quietly came to the place where Wuli was retreating.
"Whoo~"
The breeze blew by, and Wu Li, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his eyes.
And in front of her stood a peerless woman dressed in white.
After glancing at Wu Li, the woman in white said calmly: "It's really amazing. No wonder he became the first person to open his destiny in 3 years."
"Give up your destiny in this life, and I won't stop you in the next life."
Hearing this, Wu Li stood up slowly and said, "Since fellow Taoist disciples are here to fight for destiny, they naturally know that there is no way to retreat without a fight."
"If you want destiny, you can get it yourself."
Hearing Wu Li's words, the woman in white nodded slightly and said, "That's fine, I can save a lot of trouble by taking it myself."
"Buzz!"
An invisible wave covered the entire Zifu Holy Land.
Wu Li fought with the woman in white, and the speed of their attacks even exceeded the speed of sound.
After the two men finished their first move, the words of the woman in white were completely spread.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Powerful impacts continued to come from the void, and the two were currently fighting in the void.
The sound of the two fighting naturally alarmed everyone in the Zifu Holy Land.
"How did this person get in?"
Seeing her husband in a bitter fight, Nalan Jing had a trace of worry on her face.
In recent years, no one in the world can survive three moves under Wu Li.
As the saying goes, there is no false person under a great reputation. If this person dares to challenge the witchcraft, he is naturally prepared.
Seeing this, Zi Ning couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him: "Master, don't worry, the Holy Lord will not be defeated."
At the same time, Gongsun Huaiyu had gathered Huben and 72 Disha.
"Master's wife, do you want me to take Huben to help Master?"
After hearing this, Nalan Jing calmed down and said.
"No, you can't interfere in your master's battle."
"Since your master dares to accept the challenge, it means he is confident. Let's deal with the aftermath first."
"In this kind of battle, some disciples can easily be injured."
"Yes!"
Faced with Nalan Jing's order, everyone quickly took action.
However, Song Yuanshan, who was watching the battle in the crowd, frowned and muttered.
"Why do I feel so familiar?"
"But I can't put my finger on this feeling of familiarity. Where does this feeling come from?"
Regarding the doubts in his heart, Song Yuanshan stood there and thought carefully.
At this time, Ye Hensheng in the distance shouted: "Second Master, don't think about it, come and help."
Ye Hensheng's voice reached Song Yuanshan's ears, and it was this voice that finally reminded Song Yuanshan of where this sense of familiarity came from.
"Wood grass!"
Song Yuanshan cursed, and then rushed towards the spatial rift against the powerful aftermath of the battle.
"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
"It's all a misunderstanding!"
Hearing this, everyone's faces were filled with doubts.
Wu Li, who was fighting in the void, also frowned, then exchanged palms with the woman in white and exited the void.
"brush!"
Two figures flew out of the void.
Wu Li stood in front of everyone with a solemn expression, and the woman in white gently landed on the treetop.
"You two, stop fighting. This is all a misunderstanding."
Song Yuanshan stood between the two of them, for fear that they would start fighting again if they disagreed.
After confirming that the two of them had no intention of taking action for the time being, Song Yuanshan bowed his hands to the woman in white.
"Go to the Qing Dynasty to view Song Yuan Mountain and pay homage to the Immortal Fairy!"
Faced with this name, everyone began to search through their memories.
But after everyone thought about it for a long time, they still had no memory of the "Immortal Fairy".
Although most people have never heard of the name "Eternal Life Fairy", there were three people at the scene who knew about "Eternal Life Fairy".
Moreover, she was quite impressed by the fact that these three people were Wan Yanyue, Zuo Xinghe, and Song Yuanshan.
Because the owner of the wood carvings in the Ancient Bronze Palace of Yeyue Kingdom is this "Immortal Fairy", and Chen Changsheng himself admitted this.
Hearing this, the woman in white looked at Song Yuanshan and said calmly.
"How did you recognize me? With his personality, you wouldn't know my appearance."
"The juniors really don't know the appearance of the seniors, but Shangqingguan and Linglong Sect are allies after all."
"Although the Linglong Sect has declined, the younger generation still has heard of some of the Linglong Sect's techniques."
"In addition, when Brother Changsheng left, he secretly handed me something."
"He said that when I meet a special person one day, he must let me hand it over to him."
"I'm afraid you are the only person in the world who deserves special advice from the Immortal Brother."
With that said, Song Yuanshan took out a wooden box.
Seeing this, the woman in white made a move with her right hand, and the wooden box immediately flew into her hand.
Opening the wooden box, a set of lovely wood carvings and a letter were quietly placed inside.
Opening the letter, the familiar font came into view.
"Girl, this set of wood carvings is compensation for the birthday gift I owe you."
"The road is long and long. Sometimes don't walk too hastily. I will still be behind you when you look back."
"I taught this kid, and I'm quite satisfied with his abilities. Don't embarrass him too much."
Looking at the contents of the letter, the woman in white could not help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth.
After putting away the things left by Chen Changsheng, the woman in white looked at Wu Li calmly.
"You are indeed qualified to be his disciple. If he believes in you, then I will believe in you too."
"Since you want to carry the destiny, then let you do this."
"As for what you are going to do, you will know after you bear the destiny."
After saying that, the woman in white turned around and left.
But as soon as the woman in white walked halfway, her movements suddenly hesitated.
"brush!"
Wan Yanyue only felt a breeze blow by, and the woman in white appeared in front of her.
The two women looked at each other like this. Although everything was calm, everyone could vaguely smell something strange.
"Are you Wan Yanyue?"
"Yes."
"You should be Li Niansheng, the genius of the Linglong Sect of the Daqian Dynasty thousands of years ago."
After Yan Yue revealed her identity, Li Niansheng didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a smile.
But this simple smile contains so much.
Everyone: (?°???°)?
Although I still don’t quite understand what’s going on, I always feel like this is a hot piece of gossip!
Thirty years have passed since Chen Changsheng left the Zifu Holy Land.
As Wuli's reputation grows, the former Holy Son of Zi Mansion has gradually been forgotten by people.
At this time, Wu Li's strength has reached an indescribable level.
Because no one in the world can survive three moves under him.
But one day in the year, a woman quietly came to the place where Wuli was retreating.
"Whoo~"
The breeze blew by, and Wu Li, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his eyes.
And in front of her stood a peerless woman dressed in white.
After glancing at Wu Li, the woman in white said calmly: "It's really amazing. No wonder he became the first person to open his destiny in 3 years."
"Give up your destiny in this life, and I won't stop you in the next life."
Hearing this, Wu Li stood up slowly and said, "Since fellow Taoist disciples are here to fight for destiny, they naturally know that there is no way to retreat without a fight."
"If you want destiny, you can get it yourself."
Hearing Wu Li's words, the woman in white nodded slightly and said, "That's fine, I can save a lot of trouble by taking it myself."
"Buzz!"
An invisible wave covered the entire Zifu Holy Land.
Wu Li fought with the woman in white, and the speed of their attacks even exceeded the speed of sound.
After the two men finished their first move, the words of the woman in white were completely spread.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Powerful impacts continued to come from the void, and the two were currently fighting in the void.
The sound of the two fighting naturally alarmed everyone in the Zifu Holy Land.
"How did this person get in?"
Seeing her husband in a bitter fight, Nalan Jing had a trace of worry on her face.
In recent years, no one in the world can survive three moves under Wu Li.
As the saying goes, there is no false person under a great reputation. If this person dares to challenge the witchcraft, he is naturally prepared.
Seeing this, Zi Ning couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him: "Master, don't worry, the Holy Lord will not be defeated."
At the same time, Gongsun Huaiyu had gathered Huben and 72 Disha.
"Master's wife, do you want me to take Huben to help Master?"
After hearing this, Nalan Jing calmed down and said.
"No, you can't interfere in your master's battle."
"Since your master dares to accept the challenge, it means he is confident. Let's deal with the aftermath first."
"In this kind of battle, some disciples can easily be injured."
"Yes!"
Faced with Nalan Jing's order, everyone quickly took action.
However, Song Yuanshan, who was watching the battle in the crowd, frowned and muttered.
"Why do I feel so familiar?"
"But I can't put my finger on this feeling of familiarity. Where does this feeling come from?"
Regarding the doubts in his heart, Song Yuanshan stood there and thought carefully.
At this time, Ye Hensheng in the distance shouted: "Second Master, don't think about it, come and help."
Ye Hensheng's voice reached Song Yuanshan's ears, and it was this voice that finally reminded Song Yuanshan of where this sense of familiarity came from.
"Wood grass!"
Song Yuanshan cursed, and then rushed towards the spatial rift against the powerful aftermath of the battle.
"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
"It's all a misunderstanding!"
Hearing this, everyone's faces were filled with doubts.
Wu Li, who was fighting in the void, also frowned, then exchanged palms with the woman in white and exited the void.
"brush!"
Two figures flew out of the void.
Wu Li stood in front of everyone with a solemn expression, and the woman in white gently landed on the treetop.
"You two, stop fighting. This is all a misunderstanding."
Song Yuanshan stood between the two of them, for fear that they would start fighting again if they disagreed.
After confirming that the two of them had no intention of taking action for the time being, Song Yuanshan bowed his hands to the woman in white.
"Go to the Qing Dynasty to view Song Yuan Mountain and pay homage to the Immortal Fairy!"
Faced with this name, everyone began to search through their memories.
But after everyone thought about it for a long time, they still had no memory of the "Immortal Fairy".
Although most people have never heard of the name "Eternal Life Fairy", there were three people at the scene who knew about "Eternal Life Fairy".
Moreover, she was quite impressed by the fact that these three people were Wan Yanyue, Zuo Xinghe, and Song Yuanshan.
Because the owner of the wood carvings in the Ancient Bronze Palace of Yeyue Kingdom is this "Immortal Fairy", and Chen Changsheng himself admitted this.
Hearing this, the woman in white looked at Song Yuanshan and said calmly.
"How did you recognize me? With his personality, you wouldn't know my appearance."
"The juniors really don't know the appearance of the seniors, but Shangqingguan and Linglong Sect are allies after all."
"Although the Linglong Sect has declined, the younger generation still has heard of some of the Linglong Sect's techniques."
"In addition, when Brother Changsheng left, he secretly handed me something."
"He said that when I meet a special person one day, he must let me hand it over to him."
"I'm afraid you are the only person in the world who deserves special advice from the Immortal Brother."
With that said, Song Yuanshan took out a wooden box.
Seeing this, the woman in white made a move with her right hand, and the wooden box immediately flew into her hand.
Opening the wooden box, a set of lovely wood carvings and a letter were quietly placed inside.
Opening the letter, the familiar font came into view.
"Girl, this set of wood carvings is compensation for the birthday gift I owe you."
"The road is long and long. Sometimes don't walk too hastily. I will still be behind you when you look back."
"I taught this kid, and I'm quite satisfied with his abilities. Don't embarrass him too much."
Looking at the contents of the letter, the woman in white could not help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth.
After putting away the things left by Chen Changsheng, the woman in white looked at Wu Li calmly.
"You are indeed qualified to be his disciple. If he believes in you, then I will believe in you too."
"Since you want to carry the destiny, then let you do this."
"As for what you are going to do, you will know after you bear the destiny."
After saying that, the woman in white turned around and left.
But as soon as the woman in white walked halfway, her movements suddenly hesitated.
"brush!"
Wan Yanyue only felt a breeze blow by, and the woman in white appeared in front of her.
The two women looked at each other like this. Although everything was calm, everyone could vaguely smell something strange.
"Are you Wan Yanyue?"
"Yes."
"You should be Li Niansheng, the genius of the Linglong Sect of the Daqian Dynasty thousands of years ago."
After Yan Yue revealed her identity, Li Niansheng didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a smile.
But this simple smile contains so much.
Everyone: (?°???°)?
Although I still don’t quite understand what’s going on, I always feel like this is a hot piece of gossip!
