Young Songs: Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen

Qingcheng Mountain, in a courtyard at the top of the mountain, winter has arrived and heavy snow is falling. The peach blossom trees in the courtyard do not bear red peaches like in previous years. There is no young Taoist beside the peach blossom trees. There is only an old man with white beard and hair, who is secretly sad here: Yuzhen, I told you not to let you go down the mountain, but you insist on it. What if you can't come back? Maybe, you shouldn't have been allowed to see Li Hanyi in the first place... Just as the old man was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a trace of purple light slowly appearing in the peach tree, forming a purple crystal in mid-air and appearing in front of him. "How is it possible? This is Yuzhen's consciousness, he is not..." "By the way, it seems that the group brought back the legendary Green Lotus of Creation from an overseas fairy island. Could it be..." Yin Changsong looked at the purple crystal and murmured to himself, suddenly thought of something, and used the purple crystal as a medium to deduce it attentively. Puff! Yin Changsong spit out a mouthful of blood. Although his face was pale, there was an expression of joy on his face. He had just deduced the whereabouts of Yu Zhen, but it was actually counterattacked. This... This kind of backlash is... The mysterious realm of divine travel...