"Qianling told me back then that she would die."
"... What?" Yu Yi's eyes widened, and the mountain wind whistled past her ears, blowing Chu Feng's words into nothingness.
Chu Feng was serious, and repeated the sentence just now with an aggravated tone:
"Qing Ling said that she would die, and she had foreseen her own death as early as she was alive."
This conversation took place outside Bei Que Immortal Palace.
Shortly after Yu Yi and Manzhi arrived, the secret realm of Bei Que Immortal Palace opened. After all the Taoists entered, Yu Yi followed Manzhi to the entrance of the secret realm. Others need to rely on tokens to enter the area, but they are not hindered, and they enter directly.
On the outer mountain covered with ice and snow, they saw Chu Feng, who had been waiting here for a long time, alone.
Yu Yi heard Chu Feng confess the past grievances and grievances between her and Manzhi, and heard her talk about things related to him.
Yu Yi's gaze was firmly fixed on Chu Feng, with oppression.
At this time, in order to confirm his words, Chu Feng has already shown the form of a half-demon. From the waist down is a thick and white snake tail, shining with a strange and cold light, almost wanting to merge with the mountains made of ice and snow under him. one.
Chu Feng is really a demon cultivator as she said, so are other things as she said
Chu Feng said again: "I should have told you in another way, but your mother told you that I can't tell you until now."
Yu Yi remained silent.
Manzhi, who was pulling a piece of velvet grass to play with the kitten, slanted his eyes, and threw the grass directly on Chu Feng's tail:
"You never said that you would talk to Yu Yi about these things before. It scared the child and made him stunned."
"Jealous?" Chu Feng was no longer so serious towards Manzhi, his eyebrows were wanton, teasing her, "It's clingy."
"Today I'll take your skin and make clothes—"
"Isn't your lamp made of my python skin, do you really want to be wrapped in my scent to be happy?"
"Oh, I changed my mind, first pull out this snake letter."
If Manzhi is in the form of a fox at this time, his hair will explode. Chu Feng was calm and relaxed, and the tail of the snake swept gently. When the two separated, they were obviously colder than each other, but they kept bickering when they got together.
Until Yu Yi finally spoke up, interrupting their mutual arguing:
"If according to what you said, the ruined tablet was put in by my mother, but the fairy palace is opened once every thousand years, how did she do it?"
"—Also, where are the remnants?"
Yu Yi's question goes straight to two cores.
Is Qiongling really omnipotent in this world
Also, although Chu Feng used her demon body to confirm her statement, Yu Yi would not easily believe it. She had to see the ruined monument and the existence of Shekou Lotus on it with her own eyes before she could truly believe everything she said.
Under Yu Yi's heavy gaze, Chu Feng paused and looked towards the south.
The wind and waves mixed with frost hit, and the broken snow brushed them and flew over them, rushing straight to the south, which is also the center of this secret realm—
Yu Yi stepped on the highest snow mountain in the secret realm, followed Chu Feng's line of sight and looked over there, and saw a pure white palace that was half hidden and half hidden behind the layers of mountains and trees.
That is the main body of Bei Que Immortal Palace. Just like this, you can only see a corner. It already feels like a bright pearl embedded in this place.
"When I stayed with your parents, I never saw a space that could block the Vault of Heaven, and this secret realm was no exception. It's just that she often pretends to be in front of the world, not only you, but I also remember this after I regained my memory. point."
"I thought about why she put the remnant tablet in the Asgard Palace. In the end, I could only guess that the lotus in Shekou was already extinct, and the remnant tablet was made of Xumi stone, which is a treasure in the Immortal Cultivation World. So she put the remnant tablet in the Asgard. Here, which is opened once in a thousand years, wait for us to find it.”
"These are just your guesses."
Yu Yi's tone was light, she removed the barrier formed by the demonic energy, and let the cold wind blow on her body. A pile of broken snow hit her hand, and was slowly crushed by her. The rustling snow fell to the ground, and she raised her eyes, Looking at Chu Feng through the whistling cold wind:
"You speculate on my mother's motives based on common sense, but you are not sure."
Chu Feng paused and curled his pale lips: "Yes. To me, she is omnipotent, she arranges everyone carefully, and all I see is what I can see."
Chu Feng's long blue-grey hair was blown behind her by the wind, her body was pure white, almost holy, her tone was pious, as if Qiongling was an existence that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Tao of Heaven, and immediately made Manzhi sneer for a long time and rolled his eyes, and also made Yu Yu. The instrument was momentarily stupefied.
Qiongling... Her mother, although her memory has been separated for a lifetime, the appearance of her close relative has never faded in her heart. She and Qiongling are said to be mother and daughter, but they get along more like sisters and are extremely close. Listening to the Qiongling in Chu Feng's mouth, Yu Yi felt that her mother was so unfamiliar for the first time.
Her gaze swept across Chu Feng Qiongling, looking in the direction of the Immortal Palace, Song Pianjiao should be there. She suddenly wanted to see Song Piantao very much.
Chu Feng's voice came from beside him: "The remnant tablet is currently in the inner perimeter of the Immortal Palace, we have to go there."
At this time, in Asgard, not only was there no arrogance in the usual secret treasure hunt, but instead, it was peaceful. The treasure hunters on weekdays have now become the new era Taoist cultivators who are civilized and polite.
Without him, it's just because there are rules in this fairy palace. The outer periphery followed the crowd to explore, but on the inner periphery of these treasures, the various sects and major states took the lead and set the rules.
If you see something, you will have to compete with the monks of the same realm, and the winner will win the treasure. If the realm is different, you have to ask your friends to help you, but each person can only end up twice.
Therefore, now everyone speaks a lot more politely than before, with smiles on their faces, and they are all looking forward to helping each other in the future. It is a harmonious scene that happens once in a thousand years.
The disciples of the sect followed the sect, and the scattered cultivators formed a team of the state government. Thirty or 30 teams of large and small gathered in the wide courtyard of the Asgard Palace, surrounded by a strange black pool in the center, which is also the eight scenic spots of the Asgard Palace. The strangest scene of all.
"... This pool is called Washing Inkstone Pool, have you seen it? Apart from it and the half door, there is no third black color in this Asgard Palace."
Dao Xiu, who had done his homework early, said to his younger brother Science Popularization, Nunuzui said, "The treasures in this pool are the best. I have never seen anything below the heavenly rank. Let's just watch the fun."
The younger brother looked around the courtyard, and said with concern in his heart, "Isn't it... I have seen the Tribulation Period once in our Chengfu Grand Ceremony in my life, and I saw five of them today."
On weekdays, their apprentices and brothers are combined into gods, and they are also worshipped ancestors when they walk outside. However, when they go to the fairy palace, they can see that except for a few second-generation immortals, the youngest are all in the early stage of god-turning.
No wonder period.
The younger brother's eyes looked at one place in secret, but he was afraid to look directly at the other party's majesty and Yanguang.
The only female cultivator in the calamity was not only surrounded by the Taoist cultivators of Lingyun Sect like the stars holding the moon, but even the people from Tianfeng City surrounded her. It has become the biggest force in the field, and many people are secretly looking at it.
But the younger brother felt inexplicably that many people, like himself, were not vigilant because the number of the other party was the largest, but that their eyes would be involuntarily attracted to the woman in red, and they looked at it in awe, and then turned away in awe after recovering. .
He took a quick glance and retracted it, and asked his senior brother in a low voice, "Who is that calamity... When did Ling Yunzong have such a big name?"
"How long have you been closed?" Senior brother hated that iron was not steel, and he also lowered his voice, and told him about the changes in Lingyunzong's wind and clouds, and said, "This is what happened recently in the Manxiu Immortal Realm. , to say that this Song Sect Master is really unusual, I heard that the former Sect Master Qu is now tortured in Xingshan Mountain of Lingyun Sect... tsk tsk tsk."
This man obviously didn't know the specific situation, and he sighed a few times like a storyteller and fooled it. This is also the status quo of the world of immortal cultivation today, holding the melon of the first day sect and eating it fiercely—
Dai Yuanfeng Yu Yi lost both parents, turned from the proud daughter of the sky to a crippled person overnight, and rose to the top with the help of a substitute puppet. This melon is very refreshing to eat, who will not shout after listening to it.
The junior brother sighed a few times, but couldn't help but look in the direction of Ling Yunzong: "I don't know if this guy will make a move later, so that we can have a glimpse..."
"Friend Song Daoist?"
Qian Du called Song Pian, and he held a green jade box in his hand. Seeing Song Pian returning to his senses, he handed the jade box over:
"I originally said to go out from the inner circle and look for it carefully. I didn't think that I was bumped into by the team members. Fortunately, I didn't lose my life."
Song Pian had a hunch in her heart. She took the jade box and opened it, and it turned out to be the fruit of condensing the pulse and continuing the divine fruit, the goal of her trip.
This time, Asgard was opened in Tianfeng City. As usual, Tianfeng City will have more places. Qian Du has a lot of people. When everyone gathers in the inner circle, a small group of people can be sent out to hunt for treasures in the outer circle. The advantage is particularly great.
But to be able to retrieve the Congealing Pulse Continuing Divine Fruit, it is necessary to fight with the accompanying monsters. Song Piantao thanked Qian Du for taking his own affairs to heart, and thanked him with a smile:
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qian."
"Where." Qian Du waved his hand and asked immediately, "I just saw you staring at the palace gate, why is this? But what's wrong?"
Song Pian shook his head: "No, it's all white here, but half of the doors are black, and there are places where the inkstone washing pond is black, so I can't help but look up."
"It's the first time that Song Daoyou came to Asgard. It's a novelty. After looking at it for a long time, you will know that there is nothing special about the two places except for the color. For thousands of years, I have never heard anything new."
Listening to Qian Du's bold voice, Song Pian pursed her lips. She looked away from the two completely different doors, half black and half white, and landed on the washing inkstone pool that could suck all the human consciousness into it.
The Inkstone Washing Pond lives up to its name, as if someone washed an inkstone brush in it. It has its own quiet and quiet aura, with a faint black-gray mist, which looks like a demonic energy. will be devoured completely.
But all cultivators can feel that, let alone demonic energy in this water, it doesn't even have half a cent of spiritual power. When it is taken out, it will turn into ordinary water, which is really weird. Therefore, there are even rumors that there are immortal family restrictions on the pool water, and those monks can't detect it.
What's more, Xiangong has never seen any demonic cultivation, it is a real Taoist cultivation place. Over time, everyone has become accustomed to these two places. If someone makes a fuss, they will be laughed at.
But this time it was Song Piantao who asked the question. Qian Du had the intention to befriend the newly appointed Tianzong Sect Master, and was thinking about whether to say a few more interesting past stories related to him, when he saw Song Piantai raised his head and glanced at the top of the Immortal Palace. cornices.
"Daoyou Qian, have you ever felt that there is always a sense of familiarity in this fairy palace?"
Qian Du was stunned.
He then glanced at the beautiful and dizzy Asgard Palace, and said: "Perhaps there are always similarities between palaces everywhere, not to mention that some people deliberately imitate Asgard's system to establish a sect, it is not surprising."
Song Pian pondered, what Qian Du said was not impossible, and she had never seen such a radiant palace, like a milky white shell with endless radiance.
"Hey, it's coming."
There was a commotion in the courtyard, accompanied by the shallow surging sound of water, Song Pian heard the sound and looked.
A circular vortex formed in the Inkstone Washing Pool, and the black and white water flowed mixedly. After a very slight movement that was difficult to capture, a heaven-level magic weapon suddenly appeared on the water surface.
"Magic Stone of Sealing Vein!"
"Adding this magic stone to the refiner can make the opponent's spiritual power stagnate, wonderful."
"I want this thing!" A rude big man came out of the crowd and bowed his hands to the surrounding. "In the next hidden life, Roger, in the integration period, can there be a daoist competition?"
After a few breaths, three or four monks stood up.
"The Glazed Flame Sect is safe, the integration period."
"Feng Wuzong, Li Long."
"Dilangzhou Loose Cultivator, fellow Daoist please."
…
Since many monks are interested, they have to take turns to fight back and forth. A ring was set up on the spot in the courtyard, and everyone swept away their leisurely appearance.
"The first one is such a treasure, hahaha." Qian Du laughed happily.
There were all high-level monks present, and their magic skills were incomparably exquisite. Song Pian's eyes were filled with interest, and his interest was also driven: "It's really wonderful."
The first vein sealing magic stone was finally seized by the incomparable Roger who passed five levels and six generals. The next breath he took off the magic stone, another pill bottle appeared on the washing ink pool.
As the city lord who took over the Asgard Palace this time, Qian Du took down the medicinal pill without any hesitation, unscrewed it and took out the round medicinal pill for everyone to see:
"It's a poisonous pill, which can wash away all toxins and heal dark wounds."
This is a "biased" Heavenly Rank Elixir, which can only clear poison. But the poison attached to the flesh and blood is the most difficult to get rid of. Dao Xiu, whose relatives and friends have suffered from it, suddenly burst into the eyes and stepped forward to start the second contest.
Bone Broken Bamboo, White Jade Dark Sand, Qingxia Shenrui... Pieces of treasures emerged from the Inkstone Washing Pond, causing bursts of scorching breathing, accompanied by a series of extremely intense and end-to-end treasure hunts. .
After Qingxia Shenrui was picked up by the elders of the Shijue Academy, under the expectation of everyone, a strangely shaped stone slowly appeared on the pool.
It was a blue-grey stone with only one very irregular edge, about a foot thick, and you could tell what it was if you looked closely:
"It's a broken stone tablet...?"
Looking more closely, among the mottled stone tablets, there is still a flower that is dark purple and nearly black. The flower was strange, although it was already embedded on the stone tablet, but it was still lifelike, and the slender petals were soft and ghostly.
"It's Sumeru Stone!" Qian Du was the first to call out, his tone full of excitement, "I've been looking for it for many years, and I finally saw it today."
Sumeru Stone! Those who didn't recognize it now understand it. There is plenty of space power inside the Xumi stone, and it is extremely malleable. According to rumors, with the Xumi stone refining, even the thunder of the thunder can swallow three points.
The thunder calamity during ascension is terrifying, and many monks have been defeated at this level, and they are not allowed to enter the ladder. At this time, when I saw it was Xumi Shi, except Song Pian, the other tribulations all stood up, intending to fight.
Among them, the transcendental calamity of Xuan Yuzong said with a smile:
"City Lord Qian, don't forget, you've already used two chances. We can still fight for this Sumeru stone, but you can't."
"Hey." Qian Du just remembered that he had just got the Shadow Lore Array and the Bone Broken Treasure Bamboo. At this time, it was absolutely impossible to play.
"That's all." Qian Du sighed heavily, but unfortunately withdrew from the competition.
Xuan Yuzong's Du Jie glanced at him, the corners of his lips raised wantonly, and his schadenfreude was particularly obvious: "Either people have some foresight, if I were Qian Chengzhu, I would regret it now. Don't worry, I have it. If there are leftover scraps of this remnant tablet, I will sell it to you later."
Xuan Yuzong mocked Qian Du arrogantly, Qian Du's face sank immediately, and the other two Du Jie's expressions were not good-looking.
It's not comparable, how come you are just looking for something? It is a pity that the old monster of Xuan Yuzong is the highest in the field of tribulation, and he has enough confidence to be so arrogant in the late stage of tribulation, and he can't really cure him.
Several tribulations confronted each other, and the others did not dare to make a sound, for fear that the devil would suffer from a fight with the king of hell. For a while, the arena was eerily silent.
The pair of brothers and sisters who had been chatting constantly before had already shrunk to the corner and became a pair of quails.
"Isn't this a singular number, it's not beautiful. I haven't made a move, so I'll come to make up a number with you."
A low and soft female voice sounded slowly. This voice was not loud, but it was leisurely enough, as if the current scene of sword-drawn swords and arrows was ignored, like a cold spring breeze blowing the condensed frost all over the place, and it could no longer take shape.
The younger brother's ears were numb, and he couldn't help but raise his head to see - it was her, it really was her, Song Pian of Ling Yunzong.
If he looked left and right, he would know that he was far from the only one who raised his head to look, but was so attracted that he couldn't look back.
The younger brother stared blankly at the red-clothed beauty walking out slowly. The fiery red golden lotus robe brushed across the milk-white ground, like a flame floating on the melting frost and snow.
Du, du, du, her footsteps seemed to be on the heart of the heart, with a strong heartbeat, a continuous echo was evoked, and the shock made people's chests hot.
That face is even more captivating, unparalleled in beauty, her eyebrows are hooked with thousands of styles, her red lips are boundless with the wind and the moon, and her temples are dark.
She looked in the direction of Xuan Yuzong, her lips opened and closed gently:
"You come?"
These short words, calm and relaxed, look unparalleled.
The younger brother was stunned, and his body was shivering and sweating profusely.
He buried his head deeply, this is not someone he can covet, even a second glance is offensive.
Song Piantao took out the seven-star double phoenix knife, and his eyes were fixed on the Du Jie of Xuan Yuzong.
At this time, this Du Jie could no longer laugh, and Song Pian suddenly felt a little bit of interest. She guessed that this Du Jie had never played against her, but she must have heard of her from the sect elders, otherwise she would not be alert. And ugly, as if being slapped in the face in public.
But his feelings had nothing to do with Song Pianjiao. She didn't stand out against this arrogant Taoist cultivator, nor was it all to repay the money. Song Pian turned his head sideways and glanced at the remnant monument.
Others were paying attention to this large piece of Xumi stone remnant, but Song Pian was paying attention to the unknown flower on the stone.
This is the first time she has sensed the breath of fast crossing in the small world.
She must get it.
Song Piantao was able to fight Naruto with ease, and after staying in the world of immortality for a long time, she preferred to fight with swords rather than magical powers. The seven-star double-phoenix sword was cute and light in her hand, and when it hit the opponent, it charged with a fierce and ruthless sword light, as if it was about to split.
Song Pian's fight was hearty, even more intense, as if his whole body was moving. The other party, from the beginning, coped with ease, gradually dwarfed them, and even struggled to cope.
"It's too..."
"Just now, I have been fighting back and forth, but in this one, one side was pressed and beaten. What should I say? As expected of Sect Master Song."
While the others were discussing, the other two participating in the tribulation period returned to the team before and after the tribulation period, and they abstained directly, no comparison!
The crowd was in an uproar.
Someone whispered: "These two ancestors are not ashamed. If someone like Xuan Yuzong went up and was beaten on the spot, it would be a real shame."
"Isn't it..." For a while, everyone could understand them.
At the end of the fight, Song Pian slammed the back of the knife and slashed, repelling the man and falling straight to the bottom of the ring. She swung the knife on the ground, her long hair was a little messy, and she smiled happily:
"Assigned."
In a place that could not be seen under the stage, after a few breaths, the other party's response was dull and hoarse, as if there was blood in his throat: "…Sect Master Song is polite."
The disciples of Xuan Yuzong gathered around to help up their ancestors, and returned to their own grounds in despair.
Song Piantao stood the knife by his side and cupped his hands.
She turned sideways, her eyes fell on the remnant monument, her body followed her heart, and she floated to the washing inkstone pool, reaching out to pick the remnant monument—
When it was, suddenly another cold, white and slender hand slanted past Song Pian's body and went straight to the ruined monument.
Song Piantao reacted swiftly, one twisted to avoid it, while vigilantly retreating, she used her spiritual power to repel the approaching person.
Qian Du's roar came from below: "Who is disturbing the order!"
"This woman... seems to have never been seen in the fairy palace."
A Tribulation Transcendence said in surprise: "Her cultivation level... is on par with me."
Or a robbery? Is robbery so worthless now? There was a commotion all over the place.
In the midst of the chaos, two figures hung quietly above the Inkstone Pond.
One red, one black, all are slender and graceful women.
The robbing woman who suddenly appeared was dressed in a pure black dress, and her exposed skin became more and more dazzlingly white. She even wore a pure black mask on her face, revealing only one pair of eyes.
The person who came was naturally Yu Yi.
She never imagined that she would come to compete with Song Piantao for the remnant monument.
She looked at Song Piantao and quickly moved away, but she caught a glimpse of Song Piantao reaching out, as if to take something from the air.
Yu Yi's eyes narrowed, she moved her feet, leaned forward, and hugged the remnant tablet directly in her arms—
She was mentally prepared to take Song Pian's blow, and even closed her eyes, but the expected pain did not come, instead, a strong spiritual force wrapped around her waist, like a dazzling lingerie. She clung to it for a few laps, for fear that she would run away—
Yu Yi opened her eyes and looked at Song Pian.
There was a pulling force from his waist, and Yu Yi was led to the front by Song Pian, and could not refuse.
Like a butterfly condensed in the thick night, it desperately throws itself into the blazing flame.
The mask covered Yu Yi's almost unable to hide expression, and she took a deep breath.
Song Piantao's face was so close at hand, Yu Yi could even see the long and narrow shadow under her eyes.
Those eyes turned slightly, looking directly at him, the light brown pupils were cold and ruthless, as if covered with frost:
"You're not good."