Even though the healing effect of the Golden Bodhi Spirit Fruit was extremely good, but the injuries suffered by Li Zhou were sword marks drawn by many Transfiguration Realm elders, how could it be so easy to recover. Moreover, Li Zhou's physical strength was far inferior to that of Sword Demon Lin Ruofeng.

Lin Feng did not hesitate to pass on the Gang Qi to Li Zhou, as long as he could make his good brother's life safe, he felt that it was worth it.

Everyone else kept quiet beside them, and at this important moment, they couldn't disturb Lin Feng.

After more than half an hour of continuous transmission, coupled with the healing effect of the Golden Bodhi Spirit Fruit, Li Zhou's injury finally stabilized. His face was no longer pale, and his breath was more even. Lin Feng also checked his pulse very cautiously, and found that it was a little calmer, so he withdrew his hand with a little relief.

However, Li Zhou still hasn't woken up, and the next thing is to send him back to the Jiuding Sect and let some elders with excellent medical skills come to think of a way, it should be no big problem.

The silver Jiao carried them through the vast jungle of the Green Desolation Domain, flying thousands of feet in the air, through the mist and mist. The morning sun of late autumn dispelled the fog a little, and the orange-red light did not feel hot when shining on the body, but had a cold breath and was full of life. This is also the feeling of autumn air!

The light of the morning sun shines on the golden scales of the silver jiao, which looks even more brilliant and blooms with brilliant brilliance.

Lin Feng clasped his hands on his shoulders and stood leisurely on the back of Yinjiao, dressed in white like snow, carrying a Chengbi Dragon Slashing Sword. The bleak autumn wind blew, blowing his white clothes to the sound of hunting, very chic and wanton.

He looked around, but saw that the mountains were more verdant and had a deep beauty, and some of the mountains were overgrown with maple trees, and the maple leaves were like fire, and they were all over the mountains.

This is the charm of late autumn. Instead of the glitz and intensity of summer, it is replaced by a deep and exquisite.

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. Lin Feng suddenly remembered a famous sentence from his hometown in his previous life, which was very consistent with the scene at this time, and Lin Feng couldn't help but chant casually.

"Brother Feng is really good at writing, this sentence is as delicate and wonderful as a pearl. And noble, showing a kind of wise contemplation. A good one is born like a summer flower, and dies like an autumn leaf. Yun Sheng clapped his hands and exclaimed.

This is not what I thought of, but it was said by a famous person in my hometown. It's just that the ancients and I have a close relationship!" Lin Feng sighed, "It's a pity that many young people today don't know what it's like to be sad, and they are worried about the new words." ”

"Oh, is there such a saying? Don't you mean those who are vassals and elegant, but when you are older, you know the taste of sorrow. So what kind of state is it?" Yun Sheng asked curiously.

Sun Feifei and Lin Ruofeng both felt that what they talked about was very fresh and interesting, and they both came over to listen to it.

"Since you want to know so much, it doesn't hurt to say it. Now I know all the sorrows, but the weather is cool and autumn!" Lin Feng sighed.

"It's hard to understand this sentence! Why don't you express the scope when you know all the sorrows, but just talk about the weather?" Lin Ruofeng didn't understand poetry at all, so he asked.

Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "There is a problem." Even if you get an answer, you think you understand. Actually, you don't really get it. Only by experiencing it yourself, and in the process, you may have some insights in the future. ”

Lin Ruofeng scratched his head, he still couldn't understand it, these philosophical words were much more difficult to understand than martial arts, at least for Lin Ruofeng.

In the evening. Yinjiao finally carried everyone to the ancient town of Xianshi, which is very close to the Jiuding Sect.

The ancient town of Xianshi is full of the breath of life, hundreds of boats compete in the Chen River, and the singing of the rocking people floats on the water, which is very charming. Accompanied by the mist rising from the water in the distance, it is like a picture scroll of a long river.

The loading and unloading of goods on the Chenhe wharf was very lively, Lin Feng stood on the back of the silver jiao, and looked down from a thousand feet in the sky, but saw that the river street paved with bluestone slabs stretched to the depths of the town, winding and twisting.

Many stilted buildings on the river street are built on the mountain, and on the other side is facing the Chenhe River, and many beautiful women poke their heads out of the window and look at the scene outside.

Lin Feng fell into a long memory, when he first came to the ancient town of Xianshi, he found that the scene here was very similar to the ancient Xiangxi in his previous life, and it was no different from the long river picture scroll described by Shen Congwen. At that time, Lin Feng was very confused, looked at the sky, and muttered in his heart, is his hometown on the other side of the starry sky?

Until now, Lin Feng has not gotten any clues about his hometown in his previous life, since he has been reincarnated in the cultivation world of Zichen Star, he is at peace when he comes, and he will do what he should do here.

In the process of this mood, Yinjiao had already flown over the ancient town of Xianshi.

The mountain peaks of the Jiuding Sect are already in sight, and there are nine simple and huge tripods suspended in the sky thousands of zhang high, each of which has a different color, like nine stars guarding the sky above the Jiuding Sect.

It is the eye of the mountain protection array, and the nine ancient tripods are an immortal treasure, following the Yincheng Blazing Snow Sword of the Wind and Snow Silver City, and the Heavenly Sword Five Lords of the Heavenly Sword Gate, all of which are of the same grade.

However, those two sects will not be like the Jiuding Sect, which puts the immortal treasure outside the mountain gate, and anyone who comes here can see it.

The Wind and Snow Silver City sealed the Silver City Blazing Snow Sword in the main hall, and the Heavenly Sword Gate made a lot of imitations of the Heavenly Sword Five Lords and took them out to fight the enemy.

But the Jiuding Sect made such an extraordinary move because the nine ancient tripods all have the essence of immortal treasures, and they can complement each other, and the power is incomparable, giving the Jiuding Sect enough confidence.

In the evening, the sky was set off with fiery clouds, like a huge fiery phoenix soaring above the nine heavens. The crimson feathers are very distinct, in stark contrast to the twilight that is gradually forming in the distance.

Yinjiao landed outside the mountain gate, and there is such a rule in the nine immortal sects, you can't control the flying demon beast or the imperial sword to fly directly into it, you have to be polite. The disciples guarding the door all knew Lin Feng and Li Zhou, after all, they were the elite disciples of the Jiuding Sect in the Guiyuan Valley, who didn't know them?

"Why did Senior Brother Li fall into a coma? It seems that he was seriously injured. Or let Yinjiao carry him up the mountain!" said the guard.

"We met a demon dao master outside, and Senior Brother Li was indeed seriously injured. But we can't break the rules because of this, so I just walked up the mountain. Lin Feng smiled lightly, picked up Li Zhou on his back, and used the Luo Shen Wind Trick to move forward quickly and ethereally on the mountain road, leaving a sentence: "You can go to Yuheng Peak and wait for me, because after settling Li Zhou in a while, I will pass." ”

As for Yun Sheng, it's not a big deal that they don't know the path in the Jiuding Sect, so wouldn't they just ask a senior brother about it?

Where Lin Feng passed, after the disciples of the Jiuding Sect saw it, they all respectfully shouted Brother Feng, but Lin Feng didn't have time to respond, they all nodded slightly. Most of the brothers admired Lin Feng and would not complain about it.

Because the incident in the Heavenly Sword Gate this time was too big, but the reason was only because Long Dazhi, the head of the Heavenly Sword Gate, acted too ruthlessly, and he had been killed by Lin Feng. Maybe Lin Feng also did this matter too hastily, so Lin Feng didn't want to make this matter public, so he should go to Guiyuan Valley first and hand over Li Zhou to the deacons and elders for treatment!

In the Guiyuan Valley of the Jiuding Sect, it was still as deserted as usual, most of the elite disciples were in retreat and penance, and many people went out to practice and did not come back, and in this empty valley, you could occasionally see a few elite monks riding demon beast mounts hurrying by.

They didn't even bother to come up and say hello, every elite disciple who was selected to enter the Guiyuan Valley to cultivate was most concerned about their own cultivation, and the goal they pursued was how to improve their cultivation, and they didn't pay attention to other things at all.

Actually, it's ridiculous, the elite disciples of the big sect are nothing remarkable, but they always think that this identity is very important. In addition to carrying a kind of arrogance, there is also an incomparable sense of superiority, maybe when the cultivation world is turbulent in the future, they will know that the identity of the elite disciples of the great sect is not to show off, but a kind of responsibility.

The greater the power, the greater the responsibility, and a true righteous monk must take responsibility.

Lin Feng found Elder Wu who was drinking by the bamboo forest, he checked Li Zhou's injuries, stroked his long beard, and muttered: "These sword marks are terrible, they seem to have been caused by more than five Transformation Realm masters, if it wasn't for the timely rescue, he would have lost his vitality a long time ago." Xiao Feng, who have you provoked? Li Zhou has just reached the realm of transformation, and he is so ignorant of the sky. ”

"We met several Demon Dao masters, and we fought hard to find a bloody way. It's a long story, I'll tell you in detail when I have time in the future, the top priority is to treat Brother Li Zhou's injuries, Elder Wu, are you sure?" Lin Feng said solemnly.

"Although the old man's cultivation is not high, his medical skills are still good, and his heart injury has been stabilized by clever techniques for some reason, and he has also taken excellent elixir. Next, let him cultivate in Guiyuan Valley for a while!" Elder Wu handed Lin Feng a glass of grape wine in a luminous cup, and said with confidence.

"Then it's hard Elder Wu. Lin Feng tasted this glass of grape wine carefully, he didn't take out any good treasures to thank Elder Wu, because for a hermit like Elder Wu, he didn't care about the so-called treasures at all.

As long as he can drink and chat with Elder Wu in his spare time, he will be very happy. Of course, Lin Feng understood these truths, so he chatted with him for a while. Elder Wu said that the most unexpected thing was that Lin Feng actually defeated Long Tianqi, the pride of the sky, and won the championship of the Yaochi Sword Fighting Conference.

Lin Feng smiled humbly and asked if Elder Xie Lingtian had come back? Elder Wu said that he was still in the Broken Immortal Realm, but he was just a monk who had returned to report the news. (To be continued......)