I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Yang Qing woke up!

Chen Ji didn't have time to feel pleasantly surprised, but he was stunned when he heard Yang Qing's words.

He has known Yang Qing for the longest time in his life. It is the first time he has seen Yang Qing choose to give up, and it is also the first time he has heard Yang Qing persuade others to give up.

Chen Ji has been the only one who has been giving up constantly, and has been persuading Yang Qing to give up his revenge and not to be impulsive. Now everything is the other way around.

After Chen Ji stunned, instead of giving up on Yang Qing's words, he was more unwilling, even...angry in his heart.

For a long time, Chen Ji has been dubbed the name of a coward, because he was afraid of others to fight, so he gave up the chance of victory and the chance to get ahead.

Even after the holistic Fa conference, I was afraid of getting into trouble and he did not hesitate to pretend to be a blind man incognito for decades. He gave up his eyes, eyesight, name, and even himself!

No matter how important these things are, there is still a chance to get them back if you give them up.But Yang Qing, if you give up, you will lose it forever. Yang Qing will not have the chance to live, and there will be no one day to come back. How can he give up!

Chen Ji, he has given up enough in this life, this time he can't give up anymore!

With increasing anger and unwillingness in Chen Ji's heart, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the stone stele of the proliferating saint's coercion. With gritted teeth and a hideous look, he got up and stepped forward in an instant, roaring:

"Yang Ziqing! You show it to me, Chen Ji's mother is not a coward! Even a saint, so what!"

Chen Ji strode forward to buy. This time he felt very relaxed and no pressure at all. After one step, he entered the end of the bridge, all visions disappeared, powerful physical and spiritual pressure and monstrous saint pressure Everything disappeared, and it seemed to be a step from a dream to reality. The covered bridges, small pavilions, stone tablets, green hills, everything seemed so calm and calm.

The stone tablet in front of Chen Ji lost the pressure of the saint and became unpretentious. Chen Ji watched it without pressure, and muttered the title and the verse on the stone tablet.

"Look at the changes in the mulberry field lightly, and the beauty of the sacred field will fade through the ages. Several people asked for longevity and live forever for me!"

As the voice fell, a burst of blue aura rose from the Huitian Hundred Steps Corridor to envelop Chen Ji and Yang Qing on his back, continuously immersing them in the limbs and corpses of the two and the sea of ​​soul consciousness.

Chen Ji's body meridians that had been damaged by the strong pressure and the spirits that were on the verge of collapse quickly recovered under the nourishment of this blue energy, and became more stable, and even had breakthroughs and growth.

The redness of Yang Qing's whole body is also rapidly fading, the dissolved internal organs and the meridian bones in the body are rapidly regenerating, the ablated spirit and the withered sea of ​​consciousness are constantly being nourished and growing, and the breath is constantly changing. Surging up.

Under the sweep and nourishment of the power of the saint, all the poisons of the inferior blood fetal Gu were swept away like dust, dragging Yang Qing directly from the edge of death, which is a medical miracle!

In less than three short breaths, Yang Qing returned to a state of heyday without any sequelae. He was still the same as the young man on the venue that day. His cultivation was at his peak. The broken right arm was reborn.

Yang Qing looked down at his undamaged body and newly born right arm blankly, and muttered:

"Huitian Baibu Gallery really deserves its name, is this the saint's method?"

The joy of regaining a new life filled the hearts of Yang Qing and Chen Ji, and at this moment, the figure of the old man in Mai was truly manifested in front of them.

"Hahaha! The old man also plans to let fellow Daoist Huitian release the water for you two. I didn't expect to have the ability to walk to the end of this bridge with double the pressure and difficulties!"

When Yang Qing and Chen Ji heard the words, they immediately understood that it was the old man who had rescued him, and he must have been a saint. Even though he bowed to the old man in Mai:

"Thank you senior for helping me!"

The sage of Huitian hiding in the Huitian Hundred Steps Gallery was twitching when he heard this.

The old man Mai shook his head and said: "The old man is only entrusted by others to open the door to the heavenly sacred place for the two of you. As for walking to the end of the bridge to obtain such a good luck, it is your skill. Up."

"Then dare to ask seniors, who asked seniors to help them, the juniors will be grateful!"

Yang Qing asked again, the old man in Mai nodded, and said in a little thought:

"You really need to be grateful for this person. After all, he was in order to save your kid's life, so he gave up a lot of jealousy for all the saints in the world!"

Yang Qing was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect anyone to value himself so much. Even a great fortune that even saints would be jealous of could give up for himself.

"That person is Fulong Spear Xianlinmeng!"

"Fulong Spear Fairy?"

"Lin Meng?"

Yang Qing and Chen Ji frowned and exclaimed. They didn’t react for a while. After a while, they remembered that as early as the day before they attacked the Thousand Star Palace venue, Anyang of the Sword Sect of the Five Mountains blew himself up as Fulong Gun a thousand years ago. Xian Linmeng, Anyang is Linmeng!

"So it was him!"

Yang Qing's eyes lit up with a grunt, and he gave the old man a fist and said:

"Thank you seniors for telling me, the juniors and others will definitely come to thank you in the future and repay this great favor."

The old man Mai shook his head again, pointed at the sky and said:

"The old man used a means. From the time you two arrived in the mountains and forests, Lin Meng could see everything. If you want to thank you, why wait until you come here in the future."

Yang Qing and Chen Ji looked up and glanced at the sky. They couldn't see Lin Meng's trace at all. Although they didn't know what the old man meant by the means, they still chose to believe.

Yang Qing held a fist in the air, did not solemnly thank you, nor said any words of praise or gratitude, but simply left a word to Lin Meng.

"Thank you for your great grace. If your Excellency has anything to use to my Yang Qing's place in the future, Yang Qing will not hesitate, even if I save my life!"

Chen Ji nodded and agreed: "Me too!"

Lin Meng from the outside world saw everything from the Pinghu mirror through the old man in Mai. Although he did not see the will of the old man in Mai and the conversation between the Huitian saint, he saw Chen Ji climbing back with Yang Qing on his back. During the whole process of Tianbaiburong, at this moment, seeing this scene could not help but smile and nod slightly.

In Lin Meng's view, Yang Qing's words must be pragmatic and joyful, no matter how great the courtesy, no matter how many beautiful words and generous gifts.

"Okay, if you are saved, the old man's promise is fulfilled, so I won't leave any more. You go back to the gate of the entrance, and the owner of this holy land will send you out."

The old man in Mai gave an exhortation. After two laughs, the figure slowly dissipated from Yang Qing and Chen Ji, and the two bowed to see each other.

The mirror surface of the Pinghu Lake in front of Lin Meng also rippled again, restoring the original calm of the lake surface, without any picture.