Chapter 350: One Hundred Years of Cultivation

Chapter 350: One Hundred Years of Cultivation

Hong Yun looked at Xuanjun in the mirror image, and saw several wounds on Xuanjun's body, and blood flowed out.

The vegetation on Qingfeng Mountain has been cast by Hongyun, which has given them the ability to scratch immortals. When Xuanjun climbed halfway, he already had more than a dozen wounds on his body.

"This is the way she should go, even the poor can't help her." Hong Yun looked at Xuan Jun's figure, without any mercy, said lightly.

Qingfeng boy knew how powerful this man was, he was his master's elder brother, his cultivation was as high as the sky, Qingfeng boy made a pot of tea for Hongyun, and let Hongyun pass by.

Hongyun looked at Xuanjun in the mirror, didn't speak, just watched quietly, as if he was thinking about something, but Qingfeng boy beside him didn't dare to disturb him.

Finally, half a month later, Xuanjun came to the door of the Taoist temple. Qingfeng Xiaotong went to open the door of the Taoist temple, and walked in with Xuanjun. When he saw the red cloud, he immediately knelt down and bowed down: "Disciple Xuanjun, pay homage to the master!" My lord, thank you Master for saving my life."

Looking at Xuanjun's appearance, a piece of animal skin was wrapped under her body, and the animal skin was woven together with leaves to cover her chest. Her arms, legs, and abdomen all had scratches from plants and trees.

With a wave of Hongyun's hand, a mysterious light fell on Xuanjun's body. In an instant, Xuanjun's body underwent a wonderful change. The animal skin disappeared, and a purple skirt was worn on his body. Those wounds were also illuminated by the mysterious light, and all healed.

"Get up!" Hongyun looked at Xuanjun, asked him to stand up, and then pointed again, a red light entered Xuanjun's body. It was Hongyun who passed the transformation of the heavens to Xuanjun. some trails.

"Thank you, Master." Xuanjun bowed down to Hongyun again, not daring to be negligent, because when he was in the tribe, he was poured into the Taoist's merits for the human race by Taoist Yunfeng, and the Taoist was looking for a residence for the human race. Let the disciples guard the human race.

At this time, Xuanjun has no memory of his previous life, and everything is starting from a new one. After coming to Qingfeng Temple, Xuanjun began to practice. When he encountered something he didn’t understand, he asked Hongyun to explain it. The time passed very quickly , Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In ten years, Xuanjun's cultivation has risen a big step, and he has become a monk of Taiyi Xuanxian, and during these ten years, Hongyun has taught Xuanjun a lot of formations, allowing Xuanjun's The way of formation has also reached the state of first glimpse.

It has been ten years. Xuanjun went down the mountain to visit his parents. After all, the leaders of the Qingfeng tribe are all mortals. Ten years is a long time for a human race. Her parents are already old and have gray hair. .

After returning home and reuniting for a few days, Xuanjun returned to Qingfeng Mountain again. This time Hongyun only taught Xuanjun the way of formation, and Xuanjun also showed excellent talent in the way of formation. It was easy to understand, which made Hong Yun very happy.

Unknowingly, another ten years have passed, Xuanjun went down the mountain again, her parents became older and older, the only thing that remained the same was the Shangxian Yunfeng Taoist of the Qingfeng Tribe, Xuanjun would come for Taoist Yunfeng every time he went down the mountain Some spirit fruit.

This also led Taoist Yunfeng to break through to the Golden Immortal within twenty years and become the Taiyi Golden Immortal. All the credit is due to Xuanjun, who brought the spiritual fruit.

When Xuanjun went down the mountain for the third time, her parents were already very old and out of shape. When they saw Xuanjun, they closed their eyes and died of old age. The reason why they can persist until this time is to see Xuanjun again. , Now that I have seen it, I will die in peace.

When his parents died, Xuanjun cried bitterly. He cried for three days and three nights in a row before gradually getting better.

Xuanjun's father was the leader of the Qingfeng Tribe. Once the leader died, the Qingfeng Tribe's population of tens of thousands would be in chaos. If he wanted to, a new leader could be elected. So under the narration of Yunfeng Taoist, Xuanjun became the Qingfeng Tribe the leader.

But Xuanjun was going to Qingfeng Mountain to learn Taoism, and he couldn't stay in the human race for a long time, so after discussing with Taoist Yunfeng, he set up two deputy leaders to help the leader deal with some things.

After arranging the affairs of the human race, Xuanjun went to Qingfeng Mountain again, and learned Taoism and formation from Hongyun's side. Hongyun was very happy about Xuanjun's talent, and naturally taught Xuanjun everything, even Xuanjun has already touched the rainbow light technique, but Xuanjun can't use it.

The art of rainbow light can only be practiced at least by the golden immortal, and Xuanjun is only a great immortal, and there is a big difference in the middle, and the mana cannot support the operation of the art of rainbow light.

A few days in the mountains, a thousand years in the world.

Xuanjun has been studying Taoism in Qingfengguan for a hundred years. During these hundred years, Xuanjun has cultivated the formation and realized that he has entered the hall, and his own cultivation has reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal. He is only one step away from becoming a great Luo Jinxian, squeezed into the ranks of prehistoric powers.

A hundred years, although it is not long, but Xuanjun has practiced everything, including refining tools and alchemy, as long as Hongyun teaches, Xuanjun will try to learn.

In addition, during the past hundred years, the Suiren clan, Youchao clan and Ziyi clan, when they learned that Hongyun was in the Qingfeng Mountain of the human tribe, they rushed over immediately. As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they were slapped by Hongyun's sleeve to the ancestral land of the human race. The three of them cursed for a while.

And Hongyun warned them not to publicize Xuanjun's origin, and those mortals who knew Xuanjun's origin have died of old age after a hundred years, so Xuanjun's origin will naturally not be revealed.

On this day, Hongyun called Xuanjun to his side, and asked Xuanjun about Taoism and formation. Seeing that Xuanjun's understanding of Taoism and formation gradually increased, Hongyun was also very happy.

"Jun'er, how long have you been in Qingfeng Mountain?" Hong Yun suddenly asked Xuanjun.

Xuanjun also looked puzzled, isn't he just asking about Taoism? Why did you ask this all of a sudden, but Xuan Jun didn't dare to neglect, and said respectfully: "This disciple has followed Master for a hundred years."

"Do you know how long a mortal's life is?" Hong Yun asked again.

Although Xuanjun didn't know what Hongyun was going to do, he still replied respectfully: "The normal death of old age is between fifty and eighty years."

"Then do you know your identity as a teacher?" Hong Yun asked again.

"The master is the Daoist of the human race, the master of the three ancestors of the Suiren family, the Youchao family, and the Ziyi family. He is also the ancestor of Hongyun in the prehistoric era. His cultivation is as high as the sky, and no living beings in the prehistoric era don't know about it." Xuanjun laughed.

"Well, I don't want to learn, but I learned how to flatter." Hong Yun paused and scolded with a smile.

Suddenly, Hong Yun changed the subject, and said calmly: "The hundred years have passed, I have nothing to teach you as a teacher, you go down the mountain!"

"The disciple wants to practice with the master, please agree with the master." Xuan Jun hurriedly knelt down to the red cloud.