Huhuhuhu... At this time, Zhang Zhengyuan was in a very bad state. He was panting heavily under the pursuit of several people. It was obvious that his spiritual energy was severely consumed. In this state, he would not be able to hold on for long. After not seeing him for a long time, Zhang Zhengyuan had changed a lot. His gray face was full of fatigue and vicissitudes. Obviously, he had not lived a good life in these years. "Xiaohei, save people!" "Li——" Xiaohei let out a long cry that resounded through the void, and then dived towards the ground at a very fast speed. At this time, the people who were chasing Zhang Zhengyuan were already within a hundred feet of him, and they were about to kill Zhang Zhengyuan. After hearing the eagle cry, Zhang Zhengyuan looked up into the air, only to feel his legs weak, and he sat down on the ground in despair.
He thought that the Sky-Splitting Eagle regarded him as prey. Facing the demon cultivator of the Yellow-rank Little Demon level, he had no chance of survival. There were four young people, two men and two women, chasing Zhang Zhengyuan from behind. Seeing the huge ferocious bird swooping down, they were also scared silly. Huh... The Sky-Splitting Eagle landed at a high speed, bringing with it a hurricane, carrying flying sand and rocks, like a wind knife and frost sword, hitting Zhang Zhengyuan's face, causing heart-piercing pain. "It's over!" At this moment, Zhang Zhengyuan's heart almost jumped to his throat. He saw that the Sky-Splitting Eagle's sharp eyes seemed to be able to kill people. Huh~ Suddenly, another gust of wind wrapped around Zhang Zhengyuan's body and directly swept him into the air. Zhang Zhengyuan was dizzy and blinded by the wind and sand. Bang~ In a trance, Zhang Zhengyuan only felt that he had landed on a layer of hard and soft objects. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had actually come to the back of the Sky-Splitting Eagle. What came into view was a rather calm young man. Huh? Zhang Zhengyuan rubbed his eyes and found that the young man looked familiar. He looked more and more familiar. "Xu Changshou, it's you!" Finally recognizing Xu Changshou, Zhang Zhengyuan was so surprised that he couldn't express it. Looking at Xu Changshou again, he felt as if he was in another world. Xu Changshou at this time has changed drastically from the dirty cowherd boy at that time. The cowherd boy at that time was dirty, black, and thin.
The current Xu Changshou is strong, calm, and majestic. Zhang Zhengyuan has lived for a hundred years and has seen countless people, but he has never seen a second person like Xu Changshou whose fate can change so much. "Zhang Zhengyuan, long time no see, hehe!" Xu Changshou opened his mouth and showed a gentle smile. The immortal who was extremely powerful in his eyes back then has white hair on his temples, and his old face is full of vicissitudes and fatigue. He looked at himself with a look of confusion, helplessness, and timidity. "Disciple Zhang Zhengyuan greets Master Xu. Thank you for saving my life." Zhang Zhengyuan finally reacted and bowed to Xu Changshou gratefully. "What happened?" Xu Changshou glanced at the four people on the ground. "Run!" Feeling Xu Changshou's cold eyes, the four people ran away, and they ran separately. They knew that Zhang Zhengyuan met an acquaintance, a great cultivator of foundation building. If they attacked them, they would surely die. Zhang Zhengyuan gritted his teeth and said, "The four of them are all from the Hehuan Sect. I went to Mangshan to collect herbs and picked a dragon blood ganoderma. I was accidentally discovered and the news leaked, so the four people chased me." "So, these people are coveting your dragon blood ganoderma, so they chased you." Xu Changshou frowned. "Yes." Zhang Zhengyuan gritted his teeth and said, "The people of Hehuan Sect are the most despicable and filthy." "Xiaohei, don't leave any of them alive." Xu Changshou said lightly, and the Sky-Splitting Eagle soared into the sky and chased after one of them. The man that Xiaohei was chasing was a middle-aged man in his thirties, whose cultivation was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. Although his speed was not slow, he was nothing compared to Xiaohei's terrifying speed. Xiaohei just flapped his wings twice and caught up with the man. "Shh!" Without saying a word, Xu Changshou flicked his fingers and shot out a palm thunder, which pierced the man's head. Then, with a thought, he took the middle-aged man's storage bag in his hand. Xiaohei quickly turned around and chased after the second person, who was a woman, a cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining. Zhang Zhengyuan was horrified by Xu Changshou's series of actions. This is a cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Such a powerful person, like him, was killed by Xu Changshou with a flick of his finger. After killing someone, Xu Changshou was calm and composed, as if it was easier than pinching an ant to death. This spirit of calmly killing the enemy in a snap of his fingers made Zhang Zhengyuan unable to reconcile him with the cowherd boy of the past.
"Zhang Zhengyuan, I remember that you are about to return to secular life, right?" Xu Changshou asked casually. Mangshan is a relatively dangerous place for cultivators in the Qi Refining realm. While speaking, Xu Changshou casually threw the storage bag in his hand to Zhang Zhengyuan. Zhang Zhengyuan subconsciously took the storage bag, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He understood that Xu Changshou looked down on this storage bag, so he gave it to him casually. "Soon, there is still a month before I return to secular life." "So soon." After hearing what Zhang Zhengyuan said, Xu Changshou was a little surprised and counted with his fingers. At the beginning, he was brought into the Green Immortal Sect by Zhang Zhengyuan when he was twelve years old. Now he is fifty-eight years old. It has been forty-six years since he entered the sect. At that time, Zhang Zhengyuan was in his prime. Although he was not vigorous and vigorous, he was also in his prime. Now, Zhang Zhengyuan is old, a hundred years old. "You are not young anymore, why do you still fight so hard?" Xu Changshou looked at Zhang Zhengyuan with some pity. Zhang Zhengyuan glanced at the storage bag, which contained more than twenty spiritual stones and hundreds of broken spiritual stones. He couldn't help but be ecstatic. He smiled and said, "My grandson has just tested his spiritual roots and is going to send him to the Green Immortal Sect next year. The family also needs money in all aspects. I want to fight one last time before I retire." At this time, the Sky-Splitting Eagle caught up with the second person. Whoosh! Xu Changshou's mind moved, and the flying sword automatically chased the woman. With a sweep of the sword, a bloody head soared into the sky. Xu Changshou threw another storage bag to Zhang Zhengyuan and said with a smile: "Dragon Blood Ganoderma can be sold for more than 100 spirit stones. You have made a good choice this time." Zhang Zhengyuan smiled bitterly: "If I hadn't met you, I would be dead." Xu Changshou took out a sound transmission talisman and threw it to Zhang Zhengyuan, saying: "Give this sound transmission talisman to your grandson, and let him contact me when he enters the door." He was introduced by Zhang Zhengyuan. Since he heard that Zhang Zhengyuan's grandson was going to enter the door, he would send another opportunity to the Zhang family. "Thank you, Uncle Master Xu!" Zhang Zhengyuan was so excited that he wanted to kowtow, but was stopped by Xu Changshou.