Holy mountain of elixirs! In a large hall.
Si Wuji's injuries were still serious, but he was able to walk on the ground. At this moment, he came to the Dan God Son and bowed with great respect.
"Disciple Si Wuji, pay your respects to the master!" Si Wuji stared at the Dan God Son and said respectfully.
"I only accept you as a registered disciple, please remember clearly!" Dan Shenzi said calmly after taking a sip of tea.
As a registered disciple, if you get into big trouble outside, it has nothing to do with me, but you must have the filial piety that a disciple should have.
"Yes!" Si Wuji nodded.
Si Wuji naturally understood what Dan Shenzi meant, and there was a hint of indifference in his snake eyes. Obviously, Si Wuji just wanted to borrow the name of Shengdan Sanctuary.
"It will take some time to recover from your injuries, and you should recuperate for a few more days. Every day, remember to take a bowl of blood to me, and I will help you study your injuries!" Dan Shenzi said softly.
Study the injury? It was obviously just taking dragon blood to make elixirs. However, Si Wuji would not say it out loud.
"yes!"
"Well, if you have nothing to do, go and rest!" Dan Shenzi said calmly.
"Master, I still have some foundations in Chilian Mountain. Now, forces from all directions are eyeing me at Chilian Mountain. I want to use Master's name to scare Xiaoxiao!" Si Wuji said respectfully.
This is the ultimate goal of Si Wuji.
Dan Shenzi glanced at Si Wuji: "Is it just Sifang Xiaoxiao?"
"Yes!" Si Wuji nodded.
Dan Shenzi is also very clear about the four directions of Chilian Holy Land. After all, he used to be stationed in Dongfang Palace. Dan Shenzi did not pay attention to the power there.
"Okay, when you leave, I will send some immortals to the master to go with you, and make sure everyone in the world does not dare to invade the Holy Land of Chilian!" Dan Shenzi nodded.
"Thank you, Master!" Si Wuji suddenly showed a look of joy.
"From now on, they can just transfer the blood to take it!" Dan Shenzi said calmly.
Si Wuji's face froze and he said, "Do you want to keep taking this dragon blood from me?"
As if seeing Si Wuji's resistance, Dan Shenzi said calmly: "Your poisonous dragon body is thirty feet long. A bowl of blood is nothing. Don't worry, I will not treat you badly. When you leave, take some with you." Go back with the elixirs and elixirs to make up for some of the blood loss!"
"Yes!" Si Wuji nodded helplessly.
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Holy mountain of elixirs! Saintess' Peak!
"Wang Xiong is gone?" Lan Liyan looked at a fairy and asked.
"Yes, Saint! Wang Xiong left Danxian City in a hurry. I heard from senior brother Chi Bingzi that he also sent people to see him, but he was stopped by the King of Southern Qin! Now, no one knows where Wang Xiong is. Come on!" said the fairy.
Lan Liyan nodded. At the same time, he looked at the immortals around him, and a hint of ice flashed in Lan Liyan's eyes.
After the incident with Old Ghost Xing, all the bloodline masters were all frightened. Lan Liyan almost died. This kind of danger must not happen again. Therefore, the immortal who came to protect and monitor Lan Liyan suddenly Double the amount.
At this moment, Lan Liyan was surrounded by more than a hundred immortals.
Although there are many immortals, Lan Liyan dare not trust anyone, because Lan Liyan understands that these people all want to eat him.
The immortals in front of them also wanted to eat with one hand and one foot. The old ghost Xing got off to a bad start, and the immortals were afraid that they would be in vain. Rather than not being able to eat it when it is mature, it is better to eat it early, which also has some curative effects.
Therefore, the hundred immortals who monitor him all have their own hidden agendas.
Lan Liyan could feel their evil intentions. Maybe everyone wants to learn how to torture old ghosts, so it’s better to eat first!
Lan Liyan's eyes were cold: "We must dispel their greed!"
If you don't dispel the greed of these immortals, you might wake up one morning and be eagerly eaten by some immortal. But how to dispel the greed of these immortals
"Old Ghost Xing must die!" Lan Liyan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Saint girl, where are you going?" When the immortals saw Lan Liyan stepping onto the crane, they immediately gathered around.
"One of my things was left behind at Prison Peak. I want to go take a look!" Lan Liyan said.
"Prison Prison Peak?" All the immortals nodded doubtfully.
As long as she doesn't leave the sect, the saint can go anywhere.
Soon, the group arrived at Prison Peak. The entrance to the underground palace has been covered by a new palace. No one could get in, and many people felt depressed.
"Saint, what are you looking for?"
"Holy Girl, Old Ghost Xing is still in the underground palace. If he comes out, it will be dangerous. We should stay away from here!"
"Saint, we will help you find it!"
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The immortals were extremely attentive, but Lan Liyan didn't tell anyone what he had lost. He just looked for it here, but when he couldn't find it, he even stayed there temporarily, leaving all the immortals scratching their heads.
Everyone told Lan Liyan to be careful when Old Ghost Xing came out, but the purpose of Lan Liyan's trip was to wait for Old Ghost Xing.
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In the underground palace.
Old Ghost Xing's whole body was already poisoned, his whole body turned purple, his lips turned white, he had been bitten by a large number of venomous snakes, and the poisonous gas hit his heart.
"Bastard Wang Xiong, bastard Lan Liyan. Why don't you come over?" Old Ghost Xing was extremely depressed.
Old Ghost Xing ambushed Wang Xiong and his party here, but for some reason, Wang Xiong and his party never came back, which made Old Ghost Xing extremely depressed. I can't bear it anymore.
He looked at the stone gate of the underground palace behind him. Old Ghost Xing could imagine that the master of Forty-Seven Meridians was going crazy with anxiety and wanted to cut himself into pieces.
But he didn't eat all Lan Liyan, and he came back in a state of embarrassment. What's the big deal
I can't wait any longer, I am not the Poison Immortal after all! The poison in his body is getting heavier and heavier, and if he continues to consume it, he will be finished.
"Go out first, the Master of the Meridians is my senior brother after all, so he won't drive me away and kill me!" Old Ghost Xing comforted himself.
With trembling hands, Old Ghost Xing instantly pushed open the stone door of the underground palace. Stepping out of the underground palace.
At this moment, the outside world, Lan Liyan, found the hall again.
After waiting for three days, the immortals around him were getting impatient. Lan Liyan also thought that he could not wait any longer. At this time, the door to the underground palace opened.
There was no one in the main hall except Lan Liyan at the entrance of the main hall.
The moment Old Ghost Xing stepped out of the underground palace, he showed a look of astonishment. what happened? The Forty-seventh Meridian Master is not here
However, the next moment, Old Ghost Xing stared at the entrance of the hall with wide eyes and some disbelief.
"Saint, saint?" Old Ghost Xing screamed.
How could Old Ghost Xing have thought that Lan Liyan had actually escaped? How did you escape? Also, Lan Liyan’s arm has recovered
Old Ghost Xing was astonished as if he had seen a ghost. But Lan Liyan looked overjoyed.
Before Xing Laogui could react, Lan Liyan pounced on Xing Laogui.
"What's going on?" Old Ghost Xing stared.
"Ah~~~, help~~~~~~~!" Lan Liyan suddenly screamed!
"What?"
"Stop it, old ghost Xing, let the saint go!"
"Master, come quickly, the old ghost Xing wants to capture the saint again!"
"Master, the saint is in danger, please save the saint quickly!"
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The faces of the immortals on the Prison Peak suddenly changed, and they looked at the scene in front of them in horror.
Old Ghost Xing grabbed Lan Liyan again and held Lan Liyan's hand behind his back. Lan Liyan was in great pain.
"Old Ghost Xing, you are looking for death!"
"Xing Laogui, how dare you!"
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A group of immortals suddenly flew in from all directions, and even the palace outside the underground palace exploded instantly.
Old Ghost Xing stared blankly at countless immortals coming from all directions. The overwhelming momentum seemed to destroy him completely.
Old Ghost Xing looked at Lan Liyan, who was being held in front of him, as if he had seen a ghost. No, he didn't hold Lan Liyan back. On the contrary, it was Lan Liyan who held him back.
Old Ghost Xing was extremely poisoned, and his strength at this moment was not as good as that of an ordinary martial saint. How could he do anything to Lan Liyan? Lan Liyan put his hands behind his back and clasped his hands, as if he was holding him hostage.
"No, I don't want to go to the underground palace, let me go, help!" Lan Liyan shouted in horror.
Old Ghost Xing's eyes widened. It was not him who held the saint hostage into the underground palace, but the saint who dragged him into the underground palace.
"You still want to seek death!" Old Ghost Xing looked ferocious.
"Help, uncle, master!" Lan Liyan had been dragged to the entrance of the underground palace.
"Seeking death!" Suddenly a loud shout rang out.
A fairy sword shot at Old Ghost Xing instantly.
"No!" Old Ghost Xing screamed.
"Boom!" Xing Laogui's chest exploded.
"Boom!"
Not only the fairy sword, but also a fairy stick, a fairy knife, and magic weapons, all of them were summoned to Old Ghost Xing with a bang.
Old Ghost Xing is too ignorant of life and death. Do you dare to do it again in front of us
"I didn't, no...!" Old Ghost Xing screamed.
How could his already poisoned body withstand the numerous impacts from all around? The swarm of pulse masters and immortals washed away him, causing Old Ghost Xing to be shot to death on the Prison Peak in despair.
Only when Old Ghost Xing was completely dead did the immortals recover.
"Old Ghost Xing? Why didn't you resist just now?" someone asked curiously.
"You deserve it. If you want to harm the saint, you are seeking death!" Most of the voices were a series of curses.
Lan Liyan did it, and the revenge on his arm was considered revenge.
"Thank you so much, masters and uncles!" Lan Liyan saluted all the pulse masters.
"It's okay!" The Master of the Meridians breathed secretly.
"Holy Girl, why did you come to Xing Yu Peak? You were almost killed by the old ghost Xing again!" Ancestor Du frowned.
"I, one of my earrings fell here and I never found it, so I didn't expect Old Ghost Xing to...!" Lan Liyan said bitterly.
"Forget it, forget it, you should go back, luckily it was a false alarm!" The pulse masters sighed.
"Yes, brothers and sisters, this old ghost has hurt me several times, can you give me his body?" Lan Liyan begged the pulse masters.
The Master of the Meridians frowned slightly, but thinking that Old Ghost Xing didn't understand the rules, someone finally nodded.
"Thank you, thank you all, masters and uncles!" Lan Liyan said gratefully.
The Master of the Meridians studied the entrance to the underground palace, but Lan Liyan took the corpse of Old Ghost Xing back to Saintess' Peak.
After returning, Lan Liyan directly hung the corpse of Old Ghost at the entrance of the most conspicuous hall.
Looking at the corpse of Old Ghost Xing, the more than a hundred immortals who were monitoring and protecting Lan Liyan all felt a chill coming from their backs. Only when you see it with your own eyes will it go straight to your heart.
Before the Holy Lady is 'mature', those who want to greedily eat the Holy Lady will end up like this. Don't say that they are just ordinary Shengdan disciples, even if they are a pulse master, they will also die!
In an instant, the immortals no longer looked at the saint with such hot eyes. The immortals don't want to die like Old Ghost Xing.
Lan Liyan let out a long sigh. At least, he was safe recently.
With a slight wry smile, Lan Liyan stood on the Saintess Peak and looked to the west.
"Wang Xiong? You said you would come back to save me! I'll wait for you!" Lan Liyan muttered to himself.
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It has been twenty days since Wang Xiong left Danxian City. A hidden place in the mountains and forests.
"Boom!"
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning struck down fiercely.
Wang Xiong and his party stood under a mountain peak, looking at a figure struck by lightning in the distance.
But it was He Jianzhi, dressed in white robes, with a bronze sword pointing at the sky and lightning. Thunder and lightning struck down, and sword light shot into the sky. The sword energy overflowed, and the sword edge split apart streaks of thunder and lightning.
"Boom~~~~~~~!"
There was a loud noise, and a ten-foot-thick thunder and lightning instantly enveloped He Jianzhi.
"Boom!"
The thunder and lightning seemed to form a thunderball, surrounding He Jianzhi, and the thunderclouds in the sky slowly calmed down.
"Mr. He, have you successfully overcome the tribulation?" Juque said with an envious look on his face.
"Seventy-seven thunder tribulations, overcoming the tribulations and becoming an immortal. This last step can be regarded as nourishing the body and tempering the true energy! Mr. He, the way of swordsmanship is really extraordinary. I have seen many swordsmen, but someone as powerful as him can return to this world. Rare!" Zhang Ru exclaimed.
"Because Uncle He's true form is a crane!" Wang Xiong said with excitement flashing in his eyes.
"Yes, the Crane Clan! I don't know what the Crane Clan has experienced. They have been cursed by heaven for generations. Although they are extremely talented, they can only be reduced to mounts. However, I heard that many sword cultivators will also The soul is going to take the form of a crane demon soul, because cranes are naturally easier to understand the way of swordsmanship!" Zhang Ru said curiously.
"That's the most powerful crane monster you've ever seen! Although the crane clan is cursed by heaven, they can continue to reproduce for generations and keep the race immortal after turning into mounts! They are an extremely tenacious clan. Although the whole clan cannot be strong, but , there will always be some ferocious cranes who are unyielding to fate and unyielding to the curse!" Wang Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Has your Majesty seen the peerless ferocious crane?" Zhang Ru asked curiously.
Wang Xiong took a deep breath and said nothing more, but in his heart, Wang Xiong still remembered a ferocious crane he had seen in his previous life. The sword was so ferocious that he fought with him for a long time.
"Hey!" A crane roared in the thunderball.
"boom!"
The thunder ball exploded with a bang, and a huge crane instantly broke through the thunder clouds in the sky and soared straight into the sky.
After the natural disaster ended, the thunder clouds slowly dispersed. The crane flew for a while, as if it was relieving the depression of the past years, and roared for a while before flying to Wang Xiong.
"Buzz!" He Jianzhi transformed into a swordsman in white again.
"Congratulations, Uncle He!" Wang Xiong smiled.
He Jianzhi, after overcoming the tribulation, became an immortal. At this moment, billowing spiritual energy was gathered all over his body, forming a white smoke all over his body. The immortal energy was ethereal and incomparably out of the dust.
"Xiaoxiong, I can regain my freedom, and even overcome the disaster and become an immortal, all thanks to you!" He Jianzhi said with a smile.
"Uncle He, can you speak now?" Wang Xiong's face suddenly lit up with joy.
"The tongue that was pulled out by Chilanzi has grown back thanks to the elixirs he has taken during this period and the tempering of transcending tribulations!" He Jianzhi said with a smile.
"That's great!" Wang Xiong smiled.
He Jianzhi had been unable to speak before, but now he could communicate. Wang Xiong was naturally happy. From He Jianzhi's words, Wang Xiong could understand his father better.
"What a pity for your father, alas!" He Jianzhi smiled bitterly.
"Uncle He, let's avenge my father slowly. No one can escape, no one can escape!" A murderous look flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.
"Yeah!" He Jianzhi's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Let's go, Uncle He. After passing the Chilian Holy Land in front, we will return to our Dongfang Palace!" Wang Xiong took a deep breath and said.
He Jianzhi nodded.
"Your Majesty!" Sixin suddenly said.
"Huh?" Wang Xiong looked at Sixin in confusion.
"I brought out some snake kings from the underground palace!" Sixin raised his hand.
Suddenly, the heads of venomous snakes emerged from Sixin's sleeves.
"Snake King?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, can you pass by Chilian Mountain? I want to put these snake kings into the underground snake cave of Chilian Mountain!" Sixin said gloomily.
"The snakes in the snake cave are all raised by Si Wuji. Let these king snakes go down...!" Wang Xiong narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, I want to try to control these poisonous snakes and let the snake king lead the group of snakes! I want to be Wuji for many years raising snakes. Once they are all gone, I want to be Wuji, and I will die a good death!" Sixin said with a ferocious face.
Si Xin is not Si Wuji's opponent yet, but he must avenge his brother's revenge and his parents' revenge.
"Okay!" Wang Xiong nodded.