Chapter 9 Chunjun Immortal Pot (3)

Jiao Fei only heard a thunderclap under the water mansion, and the entire Huai River seemed to be shaken, and then there was thunder and lightning outside, and the heavenly fire descended into the world, as if the world had reached the end of the world. He began to hear the Great Elder of the Zhushan Sect, Zha Shuangying, drink out his master's name, and he was a little surprised, but then the changes outside exceeded the limit of Jiao Fei's imagination.

I don't know how many cultivators outside have joined the battle, and I don't know how many cultivators have fallen, such a tragic battle situation, even if the Blue Plough Dao people have the heart to take care of it, Jiao Fei's inferior cultivation is also lifeless. What's more, the war has reached such a situation, the Blue Plough Daoist is only afraid that he will have already killed the red eye, and he may not know him as a disciple.

Cha Shuangying's shout, like a continuous drum, has always been in the ear, other cultivators at the juncture of the war, there are also people who use secret methods and transmit voices loudly, but Jiao Fei has never heard his master's voice, this big battle lasted for two days**, and then it seems that there are three or four masters who have refined the Yuan Shen to come, but none of them can reverse the overall situation.

Since Jiao Fei learned spells, he has repeatedly encountered enemies with higher cultivation than himself, but he has relied on the magic passed down by his master, the Heavenly Star Sword Pill, as well as wit and luck to deal with the past one by one, and he has almost never suffered any big losses. Recently, I got the fish scale armor again, the dark cloud pocket of the former head of the water mansion Li Gong and the edict of the chief of the waterway, and snatched the Shangyuan Eight Scenery Talisman of the Lijiang Sword Sect from the hands of the two ghosts of Jiaoshan, as well as the proud magic weapons of the white-bearded ghost Liu Quan and the red-haired ghost Tang Wushan, and I unconsciously grew a little complacent.

But this battle over the Huai River, not to mention seeing it in person, just hearing countless magic weapons, the earth-shattering power set off by spells, made Jiao Fei secretly frightened and in awe.

"The road to immortality is really difficult, these people finally have the opportunity to seek immortals, but for a thing outside the body, they came to fight, and finally were killed like slaughtering pigs and chickens, why bother!"

Jiao Fei blocked the portal of Shuifu with a boulder, and I don't know who used ** power to make Lei Fa explode, and the waves on the Huai River that shook were ten feet high, and the boulder that blocked the entrance and exit of Shuifu was also affected by the aftermath, and the whole exploded. This section of the Huai River is the most violent part of the war, the river water has bottomed out, and there are no fish and shrimp, if it weren't for the water house occupied by Jiao Fei being deep underneath, I am afraid that it will also collapse by the aftermath of these people's fighting methods.

On the third day, Jiao Fei could no longer hear the slightest movement on the Huai River, so he led all the tribes to leave the water house, and he asked those water tribes to search for the upper and lower reaches of the Huai River, but his own family separated the waves and went ashore.

The fish scale armor on Jiao Fei's body has the ability to urge waves, even if there is no water on the shore, he can control a wave like a galloping horse, so it didn't take long for Jiao Fei to search both sides of the Huai River, find the bodies of three cultivators, and get seven or eight magic weapons and many things of cultivators.

Such a war is rare in a hundred years, and Jiao Fei just wants to take the opportunity to pick up a bargain. The three cultivators he found were not as good as the white-bearded ghosts and red-haired ghosts in their lifetimes, and the magic weapons they got were only as powerful as the magic weapons of Heshan Dao, but they found two flying swords that were broken by people with absolute strength, which looked quite impressive.

Jiao Fei raised two or three feet high waves, this method of urging waves can make the waves five or six feet high in the water, but in a flat place without water, it can be so high. It's also much slower than in the water, and it's faster than a normal galloping horse. It's just that Jiao Fei has no means of urging waves, only the five horses from Yao Kaishan can be used to hurry, and the five horses can roll up a ** wind in the daytime, and the five cold dead horses don't look like human means, Jiao Fei prefers to use the ability to urge waves.

He thought to himself in his heart: "I have been extremely lucky to get these things, I have bypassed the mountain peak in front of me, and I will go back to Shuifu first! Master has fought a big battle with others, and no one must think about me, a newly recruited little apprentice, in the future, I will cultivate with peace of mind, and this matter will indeed pass in a few years, so I will go home and take a look." As the saying goes, if a person attains the Tao and the chicken dog ascends to heaven, although I may not be able to achieve immortality myself, it is not difficult to prolong the life of my parents for a hundred years!"

Jiao Fei walked on the waves, the flat ground was okay, and the mountain peaks couldn't go up, so he could only disperse the waves and walk in peace. Not long after he left, he smelled a scorching smell, Jiao Fei said secretly: "Another cultivator has fallen here!" Hurriedly searched carefully, and under a big tree, he saw a man who was half-scorched, seven mature, and all the Taoist robes on his body were gone.

Jiao Fei was about to search for one, this half-scorched, seven-mature man suddenly screamed, his eyes opened, two cold lightning bolts came out, and he said in a flat tone: "Which Taoist friend wants to come and pick me Su is really cheap?"

Jiao Fei was looked at by this man, and his whole body seemed to be drenched in ice water, as if there was an infinite chill in this man's eyes. Jiao Fei arched his hands, and said with some embarrassment: "I am Jiao Fei of the Tianhe Sword Sect, does this brother need my help?" Jiao Fei can only take this "identity" to make a move, relying on what Gu Hao'er said that his "cheap master" Su Xinghe had already died in the hands of his real master, Lan Lidaoren, and he was not afraid of being recognized, so he pretended to come over again.

Unexpectedly, the man named Su Zhen sneered when he heard this: "It turns out that you are Jiao Fei, my master didn't tell you, am I one of the six disciples of this sect?"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Su!"

Jiao Fei hurriedly bowed his hand, but he pinched a cold sweat in his heart, he didn't expect that he actually hit the iron plate and ran into the authentic heir of the Tianhe Sword Sect. Jiao Fei rubbed his hands and said, "The junior brother was separated from the master when he just started, and he didn't know anything about the personnel of the sect, what way can Senior Brother Su heal his injuries in such a state?"

Su Zhen's eyes showed a deep hatred, and he said slowly after a long time: "I need a secluded place to heal my injuries, but at most I can only suppress my injuries, and I have to return to the division to completely recover!"

Half of Su Zhen's body was scorched by the real fire, and there was even a burst of aroma of barbecue, such a heavy injury was obviously not suitable for a long journey. As for temporarily providing a place to heal, it was not difficult for Jiao Fei, he arched his hand and said: "The junior brother was separated from the master in Chang'an, and I don't know where the master is. Senior brother can you ask the junior brother to help you move your body to the water mansion of the Huai River?"