The third elder fell silent. If he really wanted to stop Rong Xian, he would definitely be able to, but he couldn't take his steps forward.
The Haotian Immortal Sect needs a healthy young sect master, and this is also Rong Xian's own choice, isn't it
The three elders took two steps back, don't look back.
With the power of the curse leaving, Shen Jiulu felt a long-lost relaxation, his body and mind relaxed, and he couldn't help falling asleep.
Rong Xian's fingertips moved spiritually, and a drop of golden blood drilled out from Shen Jiuliu's eyebrows. The moment the cinnabar mole surfaced, it drilled into her heart along her fingertips, and no one noticed it except Rong Xian. .
The impatient fusion and collision of the two parts of the Sword Emperor's blood made her blood churn, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of her throat.
Rong Xian abruptly retracted her hand, took out the handkerchief from her sleeve, covered her mouth and coughed a few times, the light golden blood soaked the handkerchief.
Although she suffered internal injuries due to the impact of the Sword Emperor's blood essence, Rong Xian was in a very good mood. The corners of her brows and eyes covered by silk satin were all happy. The Sword Emperor's blood essence was finally complete again after thirteen years. .
After waiting patiently for thirteen years, she has completed the pursuit of countless people for tens of thousands of years. Of course, she has reasons to be happy and proud.
She wanted to laugh happily, but the timing was not right, but holding back was obviously not her style.
Rong Xian straightened her sleeves, the corners of her mouth rose, and her whole body was very happy.
She moved towards the third elder hypocritically: "Shen Jiuli will no longer be troubled by the curse, my technique is very successful."
She pretended to let out a sigh of relief, and sighed up to the sky: "This is really God's blessing!"
Only she can get this honor and get this drop of Sword Emperor blood.
The third elder's mood is even more complicated. I didn't expect this girl to have such a deep friendship with the young sect master.
The third elder wiped his face and thought sadly, what a good child, what a pity.
Rong Xian ignored the inexplicable sadness of the third elder. After she finished expressing her feelings, she felt much more at ease.
Flames flashed in the palm of his hand, and the handkerchief turned into ashes and disappeared.
Rong Xian then stood up and staggered.
Well, just now I was so focused on retrieving the Sword Emperor's blood, my legs were numb after squatting for too long.
Immediately, she was supported by a pair of wrinkled hands: "Doctor Rong, be careful."
The third elder looked at her worriedly, thinking that Dr. Rong must have suffered a lot, otherwise he could not even stand.
Rong Xian bowed her head to the third elder to express her gratitude, and then said, "Senior, after staying for a long time, you won't suffer from heart-wrenching pain. You can take him away."
After that, it was time for the Sword Emperor's blood essence to stir up the world.
Use her as bait to catch all the fish that slipped through the net 1,600 years ago.
Yes, Rong Xian had planned this day for a long time, since she was forced to blow herself up thirteen years ago.
Wuxin Cliff is her territory, with the blessing of the Demon Lord and the Demon Prison. It stands to reason that it is impossible for anyone to betray her, but she was betrayed.
Those traitors looked at her not with desire and thirst for power, but with hatred carved into their bones.
Why do you hate her
Rong Xian thought about it for a long time, and the only thing she could think of was that she had killed their relatives and friends.
But since she became the Demon Lord, apart from her busy cultivation, she spent the rest of her time suppressing the Biao Demon Prison. That is to say, after she became the Demon Lord, she never killed anyone.
Of course, the person who fed Ah Jin was not counted, it was killed by a snake, and it had nothing to do with her.
Then time can only be pushed forward, before she becomes the devil.
And before she became the Demon Lord, the only time to kill was to avenge the Rong family.
This guess was confirmed after Hanxi accidentally discovered a betrayer and found that the man's soul was different.
It is the mysterious forces that connected the various clans and sects 1,600 years ago, and there are still people alive.
That force revived, and the fish that slipped through the net were reincarnated one by one to her side, and they planned for hundreds of years for the artifact in her hand.
It's a pity that at the moment they thought they would succeed, she blew herself up, and they fell short.
And while she survived, those people were exposed.
Next, it's time for her to pay respects.
In order to thank those people, she would let Hanxi pull them out one by one, smash their bones into ashes, and drag them into hell.
A chill flashed in Rong Xian's eyes under the satin, and it was fleeting, and no one noticed.
"Senior, the patriarch is worried about staying for a long time before he dies. I can't let him have an accident. In the future, please take care of him." Rong Xian asked sincerely.
She didn't want to be an enemy of Shen Jiulu, and she didn't want to see Shen Jiulu in the following turmoil.
In any case, she has been with her for a while, and she doesn't want to kill someone accidentally and uncontrollably.
After all, their positions are naturally opposed, and the Clear Sky Immortal Sect will not allow the world to be in chaos, but she insists that the world be in chaos, and it will be a good arrangement.
The third elder did not know that the girl in front of him, who had a very good impression in his heart, had already thought of countless plans for chaos in the world, and he still couldn't bear this gentle person being tortured by the curse.
The young sect master has the sect master to suppress the pain for him, but this girl can only carry it by herself.
The third elder's tone was inexplicably heavy: "You go back with me."
Having lived for thousands of years, Rong Xian was the most gentle person he had ever seen in his life. He really couldn't bear to see her suffer.
Well, the third elder still thought very sweetly that all Rong Xian's actions were for his young sect master.
go back together? That can only be the holy mountain.
Rong Xian put her hands into her sleeves and took a step back, her gesture of rejection was very obvious.
Before she surpassed Shen Xi's strength, she didn't want to appear in the old place of Holy Mountain.
Rong Xian's heart was calm, the corner of her mouth curved into a soft and beautiful arc, and she pretended to say: "Senior, I can't go, I haven't found all the murderers who massacred the Yu clan."
She sighed quietly: "Since Jiulu has forgotten everything, let him live easily and without burden. His surname is Shen, and his name is Shen Jiulu, not Yu, who is called Yu Xiu. He has endured thirteen years of torture. The pain in my heart is enough."
She turned and walked out step by step, walking slowly but firmly: "Senior, he didn't carry such a heavy burden before, and he won't have to carry it in the future. Those memories are quite painful, and forgetting them is also a blessing, I can't bear to look at him. Immersed in pain. Staying for a long time, hard to stay in this world, this place... doesn't belong to him."
Shen Jiulu was the only one left in the Yu clan. Back then, because of the artifact, Shi Qiaojian was exposed, and the entire Yu clan was destroyed. She could only repay Shen Jiulu for the karma she owed.
She can't let Shen Jiuliu do bad things, and she can't let Shen Jiuliu die for no reason. Staying in the holy mountain and cultivating his immortal is the best choice.
Shen Xi was there to take care of him, and Shen Jiulu was the safest.
Rong Xian didn't have any karma that she owed, but she threw a burden on Shen Xi. Anyway, Shen Xi still owed her a promise, as long as he protected Shen Jiuliu well.
Rong Xian: The image of this seat has always been so glorious and noble b(￣▽￣)d
(End of this chapter)