Chapter 1091 You Mistake the Wrong Person

The blue-robed old man was extremely shocked and unbelievable, and his eyes were full of surprise and surprise.

He couldn't even believe his ears, thinking he had heard wrong.

But it was the sound transmission of the soul, which was directly imprinted in his mind, and there was no need to listen with his ears.

His eyes flicked across the ruined valley, looked into the depths of the valley, and fell on a simple and dark broken sword.

When he saw the pitch-black, dilapidated and ancient broken sword, his complexion changed drastically, and his excited heart stopped beating.

"Shua!"

In the next moment, the old man in green robe could no longer restrain his ecstasy, and teleported to the corner of the valley, holding the broken sword with both hands.

"Excalibur! It really is the Excalibur of my mentor!

I was in the Boundless Realm just now, and I sensed the aura of the Excalibur, which made me uneasy... I thought it was an illusion, but I didn't expect it to be true!

It's incredible! After thousands of years, I actually saw my mentor's Excalibur again! "

The green-robed old man's face was flushed with excitement, and even the goatee on his chin was trembling.

Holding the broken sword in both hands, he knelt down facing the east, kowtowed three times respectfully, and paid respects.

After finishing the salute, he stood up, held the broken sword in both hands, stroked it lightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Zangtian, is it really you?"

In the broken sword, there was a voice of funeral, which was as deep and powerful as ever.

"Of course it's me! Little Yezi, I haven't seen you in a thousand years, I didn't expect to meet you here, what a twist of fate, God's will is unpredictable!"

The green-robed old man nodded again and again, and said in deep agreement: "Yes! Thousands of years, it seems like a flick of a finger... Uh, yes, Zang Tian, ​​did you just say that saving people is important?"

While speaking, he turned his head to look around, and saw a handsome young man covered in blood lying on the ground.

That young man was Ji Tianxing, who had been in a coma.

Just now when the old man in green robe was fighting with the Demon Commander Ming Ye, Zang Tian carried him with a broken sword and hid in the corner of the valley, so that he was not killed by the aftermath of the battle.

The green-robed old man looked at Ji Tianxing with a frown, his eyes full of doubts: "This young man...why does he look familiar?"

While speaking, he waved his hand and shot a soft blue light, brushing away the hair covering Ji Tianxing's face, removing the blood stains on his face.

When the green-robed old man saw his true face, his body trembled suddenly, his legs softened and he was about to kneel down and salute: "Ah! It turned out to be grace..."

However, Zang Tian stopped him in time through voice transmission, "Stop! He is not, you have mistaken him!"

The old man in green robe froze immediately, fixed his eyes on the unconscious Ji Tianxing, and said suspiciously: "Uh... Sure enough, I was excited and misread it for a while.

There is still a difference between the two, this young man is still too immature to cultivate the Heavenly Sword Intent.

However, their figures and appearances are too similar, right? "

Zang Tian said in a low tone: "This kid has inherited his blood and inheritance, of course he is very similar."

"So that's it!" The green-robed old man suddenly realized, with an envious look on his face.

Zangtian continued: "Little Yezi, don't be dazed anymore, find a way to treat him!

His injuries are too serious, if he delays for a little longer, he may cause future troubles. "

Hearing Zangtian's order, the green-robed old man nodded without hesitation: "Okay!"

He stretched out his hands, hugged the unconscious Ji Tianxing by the waist, turned around and stepped into the barrier gate.

Zang Tian was driving the Broken Sword and followed closely beside him.

After the green-robed old man and Broken Sword entered the Boundless Realm, the dark blue light curtain that covered the sky and the sun disappeared immediately.

The valley returned to its original appearance, and endless soil emerged, filling the gullies and pits.

All kinds of exotic flowers and plants also gushed out like a tide, covering the earth.

The valley became alive again, as if nothing had happened.

...

The secluded place of the green-robed old man is called Wuyajie.

This is an independent space of different dimensions, which has a very large area, with a radius of thousands of miles.

In Boundless Boundary, there are no four seasons, and it will always be spring with gentle breeze and warm sunshine.

The sky is as blue as washing, with colorful spiritual clouds floating there.

There are undulating dark green mountains on the land, endless flat grasslands, huge mirror-like lakes, and large rivers that meander and run.

In this space, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely rich, condensing into colorful spiritual clouds, and it often rains spiritual liquid.

The mountains and rivers and the land are full of rare and rare flower spirit grasses and spirit trees.

Those flowers, plants and spirit trees are priceless medicinal materials, which can be used to refine various panaceas.

Holding Ji Tianxing in his arms, the green-robed old man stepped across the sky one thousand meters at a step, crossed a vast and boundless grassland, and flew towards the distant mountains.

The mountain range lined with high mountains is a top spiritual treasure land.

Among them, the tallest mountain is 10,000 meters high, and it really stands upright.

Above the top of the mountain is a sea of ​​white clouds, and the residence of the green-robed old man is on the top of the mountain, surrounded by the sea of ​​clouds.

On the open space on the top of the mountain with a radius of thirty miles, there are dozens of nurseries of rare elixir, which have been turned into medicine gardens.

In the depths of the medicine garden, there is a dark golden palace named Wuya Palace.

This ancient palace is built with rare requiem wood and spiritual tree.

Its appearance is simple and majestic, although it is not luxurious, it contains the temperament of a hermit who is indifferent to fame and fortune, and has extremely powerful healing effects.

Living in the Endless Palace, one can rest one's soul and repose one's mind, silently nourish one's soul, strengthen one's strength, and strengthen one's strength.

This is definitely an excellent residence that countless powerful people dream of!

The green-robed old man carried Ji Tianxing into the Wuya Palace, placed him in a secret room with soft blue light, and put him on a requiem wooden bed.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!"

The green-robed old man pinched the magic formula with both hands, shot out waves of blue light, injected them into Ji Tianxing's body, helped him clean up the blood stains all over his body, and checked his injuries.

In the middle of casting the spell, he suddenly discovered something, and his face was full of surprise.

"Huh... This kid not only inherited the blood of his mentor, but also possessed the Qingmu spiritual body?

He only has the strength of the first level of Soul Refining Realm, so he can fight against that strong demon? That guy has the eighth level of Soul Refining Realm strength!

This is too incredible! "

Broken Sword hovered beside him, silently watching Ji Tianxing's situation.

Hearing the words of the old man in green robe, Zang Tian said in a calm tone: "His specialness is more than that, otherwise how can he inherit the inheritance of the sword god?

However, you need to heal him first, and you must wake him up as soon as possible. About him, I will tell you slowly later. "

The green-robed old man nodded, said nothing more, and continued to cast spells to heal Ji Tianxing's injuries.

He manipulated the green wood power between the heaven and the earth, and gave Ji Tianxing a few soul-level pills he refined.

After just half a day, Ji Tianxing's internal and external injuries were all treated by him, and his condition stabilized.

Next, Ji Tianxing will sleep and recuperate for ten days before he can gradually recover from his injuries and wake up from his exhausted spirit.