Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine. Immortal Bridge Martial Saint of Guangcheng Mountain

(ps: This is the second update yesterday. I apologize to everyone. I stayed up until midnight last night and couldn’t finish writing. I slept until this afternoon and didn’t wake up.)

Central Juntian Realm, the top of a certain mountain in Kunlun Mountains.

A young man in black sat cross-legged on a boulder on the top of the cliff.

Behind him, a middle-aged man appeared.

"Yan Zhaoge killed His Majesty Qiandi's first disciple, Qing Shuzi, and his seventh disciple, Taoist Qianlan." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "After Qiandi knows about it, he will definitely not let it go."

"He is still in the void outside the territory right now, and he can't get back, but once he returns, he will definitely go to the southeast."

The young man in black stood up from the boulder, turned around and asked, "What do you want to do, brother?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a while and replied, "I want to go southeast."

"However, it's not now. Always pick a suitable time, otherwise it will be too rude."

The young man in black didn't speak, and waited for the next sentence.

"I haven't personally contacted or fought against each other, so I can't confirm it after all." The middle-aged man continued: "What the master said doesn't make sense...I don't question the master's decision, but the identity of the other party must be correct. Just do it."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his head and looked towards the sky: "I have already sent the letter to Master again, but I don't know when I will get an answer."

The young man in black's eyes flashed, and he also raised his head to look at the sky: "The answer is already here."

"So fast this time?" The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and looked up at the sky.

A moment later, the void suddenly split open, and a beam of brilliance descended from the sky and landed on the top of the mountain!

The two people on the top of the mountain fell silent after seeing each other.

"I would like to obey the decree of Master." The young man in black raised his hand to accept Guanghua, and said no more.

The middle-aged man smiled wryly after a long while: "I haven't even seen Master, why can I be so sure that it's the person I'm looking for? There's too much age difference..."

The young man in black said: "Since the master has already ordered, I think there is a reason for him."

"That being the case, prepare early in the morning." The middle-aged man said slowly.

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The Xuantian Realm in the north, the land in the extreme north, on a piece of frozen soil.

The entrance to a boundary passage stands right there.

It's just that it is different from the general realm passage, this portal leading to another world, when viewed from the outside, it is dark, like a black hole.

Among them, there are faint flashes of lightning.

At this moment, outside the entrance of the boundary channel, there is a woman standing there.

The woman was dressed in white with a black knife, and her black silk was tied behind her head with a simple cloth belt.

Surprisingly, it was Feng Yunsheng who was walking outside alone.

In order to keep a low profile, she removed the black-edged blue robes worn by the core disciples of Guangcheng, and only kept the white clothes of the disciples, so that her features were no longer so obvious.

Feng Yunsheng turned his head to look to the south, and smiled softly: "With your temperament of showing off your lover before you, you must be pious on the surface now, and you don't know what kind of self-satisfaction is in your heart, right?"

This time, Yan Zhaoge was truly famous all over the world.

Even in the bitterly cold place in the far north on the other side of the Upper Realm, there are also rumors circulating.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment..." Feng Yunsheng murmured to himself, remembering what Yan Zhaoge had said.

After a while, she smiled slightly and took out a spirit bead.

At this time, the granddaughter of the Supreme Being of the North, Guan Yuluo, a disciple of Xuanliuguan in Yunge Mountain, gave her a gift back then.

Feng Yunsheng tapped on the Lingzhu lightly, the brilliance glowed, and a small harpy eagle flew out from it.

She wrote some words in the air, and the words were engraved on the Lingzhu, and the Lingzhu turned into a streamer, which was swallowed by the eagle.

Then with a lift of the hand, the kite eagle flew into the air and flew straight to the far south.

Watching the invitation to go away, Feng Yunsheng's gaze became firm, and he turned and walked into the entrance of the dark realm passage.

As she entered, not long after, the entrance to the boundary channel gradually disappeared.

On the permafrost and ice field, there is only the howling of cold wind, and there is no trace of people.

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Southeast Yangtianjing, Huangjiahai.

After many days, Yan Zhaoge finally returned to Guangcheng Mountain again.

Looking at the mountain gate in front of him, Yan Zhaoge laughed and said, "It feels so good to be home."

Ahu smiled foolishly: "Young master, you are famous all over the world this time, I think it feels better."

Yan Zhaoge coughed dryly: "Don't tell me, this time it's safe and sound."

"In the battle of Fangyuan Mountain, Zhang Shuren and Peng He were nothing more than that, but that Qingshuzi really shouldn't be underestimated. I didn't know beforehand that he would be able to practice well."

"If it wasn't for the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation to cut his cultivation, and he gave me a surprise, I might not have the risk of capsizing."

He turned his head to look at Ah Hu, Xia Guang and Panpan, and said earnestly: "In the future, when you fight against others, you also need to be at least a little careful at all times, the opponent may have an unexpected hidden killer move."

"If you get a trick from Leng Ziyin, no matter how many tricks you have, you won't be able to use it in time. You can only die with hatred."

Xia Guang straightened his expression immediately, and nodded solemnly: "Yes."

Panpan blinked her eyes and yawned.

Ah Hu smiled honestly, and said via voice transmission: "In the end, I was let go by you, my lord."

"Of course." In front of Xia Guang, Yan Zhaoge remained calm, but replied unceremoniously via voice transmission.

A group of people chatted and laughed, and fell towards the mountain gate.

Yan Zhaoge's heart suddenly moved, and he looked closely, and saw a handsome man who looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a little frost on his temples, standing on the top of Qiantian Peak, looking at him with a smile.

It was my father, Yan Di.

"Are you out?" Yan Zhaoge looked carefully, and could vaguely feel that the many acupoints in Yan Di's body at this moment, which had been refined into gods, were slightly shaking.

For him, Yan Di did not cover up, so Yan Zhaoge could detect it, it was as if the stars in the universe formed their own system and operated according to unique laws.

It is the sign of the strong martial artist, climbing the fairy bridge!

Yan Di, who had left Lihen Daochang since childhood and had been retreating since returning to the Upper Realm, successfully broke through the previous bottleneck after leaving the customs, and was promoted from the late stage of seeing the gods to the early stage of Xianqiao!

This means that Yan Di has reached the seventh level of Martial Saint.

Guangcheng Mountain finally has a Xianqiao Martial Saint...

Thinking of this, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

The two of them, father and son, Tong Guangcheng Mountain are now well-known in the upper world, but until today, only one person has climbed the Immortal Bridge.

"I always feel a little mocking..." Yan Zhaoge put aside the random thoughts in his head, and was still very happy.

Yan Zhaoge was also delighted when his father climbed the Immortal Bridge, the joy in his heart was no less than his own progress.

He congratulated Yan Di, Yan Di shook his head and said with a smile: "This time, you have made a lot of noise in the south."

Guangcheng Mountain has just received news.

"There is more than one Martial Sage Nine Levels, and the strong ones in the late stage of Xianqiao are blocking and chasing after." Yan Zhaoge laughed, "I won't be able to come back if I don't make a big noise."

The father and son walked together and returned to the main hall, where other senior officials of Guangcheng Mountain were waiting.

Yan Zhaoge recounted the scriptures in person, which was naturally more true and detailed than the rumors, and everyone was amazed by it.

Then he came out and returned to his residence, only father and son were left.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and asked: "Father, what happened to you when you came out of Lihen Dojo?" (To be continued...) Browse and read the address: