novelaction Chapter 364: Bridge 7, Bridge Master
Chapter 364: Bridge 7, Bridge Master
Faced with Li Ke's call for help, Xin Yuanzi could only wave his sleeves and sigh, turned his head and left. He was worried that Shen Yi would use the fire on himself. After all, there was a grudge between the Seventh Bridge where Shen Yi was and the Second Bridge.
After Xin Yuanzi left, Li Ke was left in despair. He was taken away by the law enforcement team and headed to the Soul Refining Valley.
On this side, Shen Yi met with the Great Elder and led him to the Seventh Bridge. This jade pendant was indeed the item of the Master, so Shen Yi was relatively close to the Great Elder.
At this time, Shen Yi also noticed the person in the crystal coffin. Feng Qingcheng's broken body was shattered, forming cracks. Now her body was maintained by spiritual energy and forcibly stuck together, looking for a chance to revive her.
After seeing Feng Qingcheng's beautiful face, Shen Yi's heart was moved. Such appearance and temperament were rare in Mingyue Pavilion.
After asking, he learned a little about Feng Qingcheng's past and deeds. Although these were not worth mentioning in his eyes and he looked down on her, he still felt that this woman was an extraordinary person, but her cultivation was too low.
There are a total of twenty-four bridges in Mingyue Pavilion, which means that there are twenty-four huge suspended inverted mountains connected to the continent in the center. This is also the overall strength of Mingyue Pavilion.
Each bridge has a bridge master, which is one of the foundations of Mingyue Pavilion. Most of these bridge masters are old antiques who have lived for countless years and have terrifyingly high cultivation. The elder knows that they are at least beyond the eleventh level, or even more powerful, which makes it impossible to guess.
The Great Elder sighed, when he first met the Master of the Seventh Bridge, he was just igniting the divine fire. He never thought that so many years had passed and the other party had become an unrivaled existence and a legend.
When we arrived at the Seventh Bridge, we found it was so huge, with an inverted mountain that seemed like a continent. Standing on it, we could feel the majestic spiritual energy rushing towards us.
There were not many people on the Seventh Bridge. Compared with the other large suspended mountains, there were very few people here.
"Don't underestimate us because we are few in number. But in terms of real fighting power, few among the Twenty-Four Bridges can compare with us." Shen Yi said proudly.
Soon they arrived at a large hall. Shen Yi bowed respectfully outside the hall door and shouted, "Master! Someone is here to visit you. Your disciple brought him here."
Shen Yi respected this master very much and behaved very politely.
Soon an old voice was heard from the hall, almost audible: "Old friend, we meet again after so many years of separation."
The master of the Seventh Bridge obviously knew the identity of the visitor, and he spoke quietly with reminiscence in his voice.
"That's right. After so many years, it seems to be still before my eyes." The Great Elder sighed.
"come in."
When the seventh bridge fell, the palace door opened automatically, and colorful auspicious light poured out, like a fairy road falling at the feet of the great elder, as if welcoming guests.
This is a means to draw together the great ways of heaven and earth to create a unique vision.
The Great Elder was shocked. This was definitely beyond the eleventh level and even touched the edge of mystery.
The Great Elder even suspected that the Master of the Seventh Bridge of Mingyue Pavilion might have entered the immortal path and reached a powerful realm that he could not match.
At this time, the Great Elder no longer had the aura of a supreme figure, and was like an ordinary old man walking on the avenue of colorful auspicious light.
He took a step forward, and in the next instant he appeared in the hall.
Shen Yi did not follow, he stayed outside.
The hall is very spacious and not particularly luxurious. It is decorated with many pieces of furniture and looks very cozy, like the attire of a farmhouse.
It should have been out of place in the hall, but in the eyes of the great elder it seemed very peaceful, without a single bit of abruptness.
"Greetings to the Bridge Master!" The Great Elder saluted. After all, this was a legendary figure with supreme prestige in the Eastern Wasteland, so he had to be polite.
"You don't have to be like this, old friend. You and I have a history. If you hadn't come to my rescue back in Southern Xinjiang, I'm afraid I wouldn't be the master of the Seventh Bridge of Mingyue Pavilion today."
At this time, a figure walked out from the depths of the hall. His voice was not old, and he seemed to be in his prime.
Soon a figure appeared in front of the great elder. It was a middle-aged man who looked to be only in his thirties, with a tuft of white hair on his temples. He was full of energy and had an extraordinary bearing. Auspicious light and auspicious signs appeared when he raised his hands and feet. It was an astonishing sight.
"I don't deserve it. The reason he survived is that the master of the bridge has made great achievements in his career and has amazing strength." The elder gave a slight compliment and then sighed: "I didn't expect that the master of the bridge today must have already stepped into that level."
The Great Elder sighed, he was certain that the Seventh Bridge Master had entered the realm that Beastmasters dreamed of.
"It was just luck, otherwise I would have died long ago." The Seventh Bridge Master sighed: "In that battle, I was seriously injured and didn't have a hundred years to live. Only by taking the last step can I be reborn. Fortunately, God spared me and let me achieve what I have today."
The Seventh Bridge Master may look young, but he is actually over 500 years old, and is definitely an antique.
It should be noted that although five hundred years is still short in the wheel of history, it is already very long for ordinary practitioners, and five hundred years can even determine the rise and fall of a country.
"Congratulations, Master Bridge. It seems that you still have hope of finding the path to immortality in this lifetime. Unlike me, I no longer have any chance." The Great Elder smiled bitterly.
"Hey, old friend, don't be so pessimistic. You seem to be breathing for a long time, so you should still have time." The Lord of the Seventh Bridge waved his hand and said.
The two have known each other for many years. Although they have not met for more than a hundred years, they still have a good friendship. In particular, the Master of the Seventh Bridge is very grateful to the Great Elder for saving his life.
"Old friend, this time when we get together, you and I must drink and talk, and we won't leave until we are drunk!"
The Seventh Bridge Master was very happy. He hadn't smiled for a long time.
The Great Elder laughed: "Obedience is worse than respect!"
Then the elder changed the subject and said, "Master Qiao, I came here this time to ask for an important favor!"
The great elder bowed and said that he had never asked anyone for help before, this was his first time.
"Oh? What's that?" The Seventh Bridge Master exclaimed, but then his eyes fell on the crystal coffin beside the Great Elder: "Is it related to this little girl?"
"That's right. I hope the bridge master can use his supernatural powers to bring her back to life. I would be grateful to you forever." The great elder bowed deeply.
"No need to be so polite, old friend. Why do we need to be so polite between you and me? Just let me take a look." The Seventh Bridge Master stepped forward, his eyes turned into crystal color, penetrating the crystal coffin and falling on Feng Qingcheng who was lying in the coffin.
“It’s so badly broken, it shows how fierce the battle was.” The Lord of the Seventh Bridge sighed.
"I wonder if there is hope?" asked the Great Elder. This was the main purpose of this trip.
"Don't worry, my friend. As long as the girl's soul is still there, we can save her. However, she may have some residual symptoms. After all, it is too tragic and it will be difficult to recover completely."