Chapter 3511 Fairy Partridge

A fairy mountain floating on the horizon, cranes are arranged in a line, white clouds are floating, exuding auspicious air; in the fairy mountain, there are some rare and exotic animals, with mild temperament, or drinking spring water, or eating grass and plants.

In the fairy mountain, there is also an ordinary thatched hut with exotic flowers and grasses planted in all directions, with a fragrant fragrance, and a lake in front of which is thousands of meters in size, as clear as a mirror.

A dense fairy tree with luxuriant branches, like a giant umbrella.

A thick branch drooped down two green vines to make a swing. At this moment, a cold-looking woman in a white dress is sitting on the swing, gently swinging, her hair fluttering.

By the lake, golden grass was like a stream, a sika deer lowered his head to drink, then raised his head and turned and walked to the woman in the white skirt.

The woman in the white dress stretched out her hand, stroked the antlers of the sika deer, smiled, "Okay, let's go play."

The sika deer seemed to understand people's language, turned and left slowly.

In the front, the void rippled and ripples, and then two figures in white clothes appeared, two women with white scarf veils.

"Fairy Partridge, we have saved the practitioner according to your instructions, and now we have sent him to the small world." A woman replied respectfully.

"Well, you two should rest, too." On the swing, the woman in the white skirt said lightly.

"Yes, Fairy Partridge." The two white-clothed women replied with a respectful voice, and then retreated.

On the swing, the woman in the white dress was swaying the swing. Her calm and unwavering eyes passed a touch of lightness and darkness, and she whispered to herself, "Why are you?"

The sound of a long sigh, spread gently.

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A mountain hut, cold wind, white snow, covered in silver.

"Three young masters, are you awake?"

In his sleep, someone seemed to cry softly, Zhuo Bufan slowly lifted his heavy eyelids, the light entered his sight, and he found himself lying on a bamboo bed with a tearing pain on his body.

He vaguely remembered that he was besieged by the Demon Sovereign Liusha, Tuoshan Supreme, and Red Jiao King. After using the "Six Worlds" to kill Tuoshan Supreme, he was forced to fly into the Broken Star Valley, and then he saw a cloud of white light enveloping himself. The feeling of warmth finally passed out.

"Where am I?" Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth, wriggling his lips, his lips were chapped.

"Three young masters, you were hunting in the mountains and forests and you met a snow leopard. He was injured and has been in a coma for three days." An old voice said respectfully.

Zhuo Bufan felt a little strange, and then a lot of information that did not belong to him came out of his mind. He settled, and said to the old man: "Uncle Zhou, you help me with a basin of cold water, I want to wash my face."

"Okay, Young Master, the old slave will go right away." The old man nodded and walked out of the hut.

After a while, a pot of water came in, Zhuo Bufan washed his face, and looked at the face reflected on the water, the boy's childishness had not yet dissipated.

"Three young masters, the heavy snow seals the mountains. It is estimated that it will take a few days before we can return to'Langya City'." Uncle Zhou looked out the window, frowned and said, then persuaded: "Three young masters, you don't have to be sad, Miss Tianxue will relieve you. The marriage contract, maybe there are better girls waiting for you."

"Well, I know." Zhuo Bufan nodded, "Uncle Zhou, you should go back to your room and rest first. You have taken care of me these days, and you are tired."

"Young Master San, always sympathize with those of us." Uncle Zhou smiled, went out, and closed the door by the way.

In the room, only Zhuo Bufan was left.

"My soul is possessed by this young man named'Qin Tong'?" Zhuo Bufan frowned, "I can't feel where my body is, is it still in Broken Star Valley?"

"Who is helping me?" Zhuo Bufan was full of doubts: "According to Qin Tong's memory, this place is called the'Xia Clan World'. Almost no practitioners have left this world. I want to get my body back, so I have to leave here. Row."

The next day, when Xue was younger, Zhuo Bufan took out a portable sword, walked out of the hut, and practiced the sword in the snow.

The sword light flickered and the cold light was cold and stern. According to the information in the memory, practitioners in the Xia world are divided into "qi training, foundation building, primordial infant, **** transformation, earth immortal, and heavenly immortal." "Earth immortal is the highest realm. I have never heard of anyone reaching the heavenly immortal realm, and the morning sky soars!

And this third young master named'Qin Tong' is a practitioner at the pinnacle of Qi training, and he is a master in Langya City.

Married to the Mu family when he was young, but an accident happened three years ago. Qin Tong’s parents "Qingshuang Qiuyue" swordsman went out to experience, encountered a monster, and unfortunately died. The Qin family’s eldest and second child have both worshipped into the fairy gate. Now the Qin family is borne by Qin Tong alone.

Because of Mu Tianxue's resignation, Qin Tong was heartbroken and ran into the mountains to hunt. When he encountered a snow leopard demon in the basement realm, he died after fighting, and Zhuo Bufan's soul took over his body.

"The young master's swordsmanship seems to be a lot better, is it a breakthrough?" Uncle Zhou looked from a distance, his eyes brightened, and he was surprised.

Although Zhuo Bufan is not physically present, his soul is still his own. The understanding of this kind of swordsmanship and mystery insight are all in it. Naturally, it is not comparable to the original Qin Tong.

"According to the Xia Clan's world, the Heavenly Immortal Realm should be equivalent to the Realm of Generals, and the spiritual energy of the world is thin, and cultivation is extremely difficult." Zhuo Bufan received the sword and frowned secretly.

"Uncle Zhou, the snow is small, let's go down the mountain and go back slowly." Zhuo Bufan said.

"Okay." Uncle Zhou nodded, packed his bags, and brought two laurel horses over, "Three young masters, you get on the horse first."

Zhuo Bufan nodded, touched his bridle and turned on his horse, holding the rein, "Go! Go! Go!"

One master and one servant, one old and one young, riding a horse, slowly walking down the mountain, the horse's hoof leaving deep hoof marks in the snow.

"Three young masters!"

"The Third Young Master is back!"

In the mansion, the servants and maids were very happy. The Third Young Master presided over the Qin family. He was kind and treated them kindly, and the servants respected the Third Young Master.

"Lü Lü Lü!" Reined in the reins, got off the horse, and handed the reins to a servant.

"The third young master, the eldest young master, and the second young master are back, waiting for you in the living room." said a servant.

Zhuo Bufan nodded and immediately walked into the hall. There were two men sitting in the hall, who looked like middle-aged people. These two were Qin Tong's eldest brother and second brother. The two had already built the foundation and entered the'Jingshan Sect' practice. Things in the duny world are not enough to ask.

Although he is a brother, Qin Tong is twenty years younger than both.

"Big brother, second brother." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.

Since I am Qin Tong now, I can only use this identity to gain a foothold in the Xia world and find a way out.

The eldest brother Qin Yun and the second brother Qin Mo, both of whom were practitioners in the late stage of foundation building, had considerable prestige in Langya City. They were also the foundation for the Qin family to remain strong after the death of the two masters of Qin Tong's parents, "Qing Shuang Qiu Yue".

"The third brother, I heard that the Mu family has retired? Don't be too sad." Second brother Qin Mo asked.

Zhuo Bufan nodded, he has no feelings for Mu Tianxue, and naturally he will not be sad.

"Ling Baozong accepted her into the mountain gate, and directly worshipped the master as a teacher. It is also right to look down on our Qin family. If you are a male husband, why not have a wife." The older brother Qin Yun comforted.