The last suzerain of the Nanhe sect suddenly disappeared ten thousand years ago, cutting off the last possibility of reconciliation of the Nanhe sect of the Northern Profound Sect. In the end, the ancient wilderness collapsed and the world was devastated.
Everyone in the immortal world feels that if this Nanhe sect master named Yang Xinyue is alive, he will expose the truth of the past: the immortals who were born in the Nanhe sect are divided, and the immortal king of Qinghe joins the sectarian enemy.
Xianjun Qinghe has been infatuated with this betrayal for a long time, but he is not a boring person. When he seizes the opportunity, he will ridicule Nanxian Tianzun with double-edged swords. The battle that has swept the world of the immortals, soaring, is really not a thing!
Although many immortals believed his rebuke, they did not take it seriously.
Winning the king and defeating the bandit, isn't that the case
Only the immortals who were born in the small world of Fuchu would look gloomy. The dissatisfaction in their hearts was suppressed by a eloquent rumor. That is the true identity of Nanxian Tianzun, who was one of the nine Tianzuns in the heyday of the immortal world. Lingxian, handed down the Taoist tradition of Nanhe Sect.
As the battle of catastrophe spread to the immortal world, the nine great celestial beings died one after another. Lingxian celestial beings seized an elder in charge of the Nanhe sect, and practiced again and returned to the immortal world.
Hurting Yang Xinyue has nothing to do with him! It was the elder in charge who did it!
—The origin of the small world of Fuchu is a secret in the immortal world. Few people know about it. Even Daluo Jinxian only heard that he went to the human world to ask for luck. He did not know that the small world of Fuchu was so lucky that the eight gods tried to split it. , thereby bringing about the truth of self-destruction.
Nanxian Tianzun just bears the name of the former Tianzun, and is justified.
However, the real one who passed down the Dao Lineage of the Nanhe Sect who he pretended to be, was helped by Yuan Qingmi and was lucky enough to save his life. He took the pseudonym of Xianjun Yu, pretending to be the immortal who broke through the realm in the battle of catastrophe. for many years.
"Thanks to him for being able to bear it."
Xianjun Hansong is a person who can't rub sand in his eyes. He doesn't understand how Xianjun Yu lives such a life.
The shaking of the mushroom umbrella handle became more and more violent.
The gray-white mycelium fell to the ground in a thick layer, like a snowfall.
Immortal Lord Qinghe suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart. He had seen the scene of Qiantan and Tilian in full bloom, and just now he had also seen the exquisite fruit of Xian ginseng and turned into a treasure. Although Xianjun Yu's mushroom was also full of richness Spiritual power, but completely different from the other two spiritual plants.
Such a wide range of floating mycelium, in addition to maturity, there is another possibility—
"Crack."
The mushroom swayed and made a cracking sound.
Before the immortals could react, they saw a phantom of nothingness appearing in front of the mushroom.
The jasper five lotus crown, the robe with the pattern of thousands of clouds and the sun, has the same appearance as Xianjun Yu, but with long arms and legs, and a tall and straight posture, it is no longer the three-inch ding.
"Xian, Xianjun?"
Yu Xianjun's subordinates were stunned and almost thought that this mushroom had swallowed Yu Xianjun.
The phantom slowly opened his eyes and transmitted his voice with divine sense: "I didn't expect that the two of you were the first to guess."
Only Xianjun can hear the sound transmission.
With a solemn expression, Hansong looked at the familiar and unfamiliar old opponent in front of him—Xianjun Yu was the subordinate of Tianzun Nanxian, and he was also the person who had been sitting in the position of Xianjun for the longest time in the two forces of Beixuan and Nanxian.
The battle of catastrophe had a great impact on the immortal world, and now these high-level immortals, what identities, what cultivation bases, and what they did, can hardly be found out.
"Are you really Lingxian Tianzun? The person who passed down the Nanhe sect Taoism?"
"I'm no longer a goddess."
Xianjun Yu was uncharacteristically. Usually, he always had an impatient expression, talking to himself while it was raining.
Han Song couldn't see it, and frowned and said, "You are the goddess, and I should respect you, but Longyou's luck is not good, so you are willing to waste your allegiance to the impostor?"
"At first, that guy wasn't so arrogant." Yu Xianjun laughed at himself.
He wants to hide his identity, and because of the use of the God of Heaven, he has more or less the characteristics of Nanhezong's breath. Although it is not obvious, he is afraid of being exposed. It is very good to stand on the Nanhezong side of the fairyland. s Choice.
"It was indeed Yuan Qingmi who saved me, a mushroom can't hold my soul at all, it was he who suppressed the spiritual energy of the immortal world and helped me succeed." Xianjun Yu sighed helplessly, "At that time, I was in a critical condition, and the spirit of the immortal world was in danger. Luck can keep me lingering. The person who can do such a thing is either Yuancheng Tianzun or his family's immortal artifact. I owe Yuan Qingmi this debt, in addition to the life-saving grace, there is a guardian who I know his true body. Secret, he also has an important handle for him to pinch Zhuang Yu Xianjun."
"You became his pawn?" Xianjun Hansong was almost furious.
"Do not."
Yu Xianjun looked delicate, Yuan Qingmi only asked him to repay this debt of gratitude once, that is, using the jade plaque as a basis, temporarily accepting Shi Feng, Chen He, Nan Hongzi, master and apprentice.
Yuancheng Tianzun did not show his face from beginning to end.
But Yuan Chenghui doesn't know about this? Even Qinghe Hansong didn't believe it.
Nanxian Tianzun's impersonation, without Yuancheng Tianzun's help, would never have been fooled for so many years.
Regarding the identity of Nanxian Tianzun, there are some rumors. Nanxian Tianzun himself has never admitted it himself. If it is exposed, the face will still be passable, but Yuancheng Tianzun, who is the most qualified to expose, has not spoken.
In the beginning, it was a bit secretive to pretend to be false.
"Yuan Cheng..."
Without waiting for Xianjun Qinghe to suddenly realize, Xianjun Yu said, "I also thought after entering the trap, that no matter what purpose Yuan Qingmi had in saving each other back then, Tianzun Yuancheng has finally learned from me. How to assist the growth of the spiritual plant that has used the Heaven-Eating Spiritual Technique to revive the soul."
"Tianzun Yuancheng went down to the lower realm and went to the Nanhai Soul Burial Abyss to set up a formation to gather spirits, which affected Qiantan and Dilian, and finally made a logical trap outside the Valley of Waterfalls. If Yang Xinyue took a wrong step 600 years ago, he would die in place of Tianzun Yuancheng. At the same time, the formation of the new fairyland?"
Immortal Emperor Qinghe was full of surprise, and after a wave of fear, he wondered how Tianzun Yuancheng was determined to follow that plan. After the lower bounds, he was a mortal, a monk, and he couldn't wave his hand to form an array.
If you want to raise Qiantan and Dilian into a big hidden danger, and let Yang Xinyue be the dead ghost, don't you understand that the magic of catching the sky can be accomplished
Xianjun Hansong's face was even colder than his name. He wanted to make a few sarcastic words, but Xianjun Yu was being squeezed out of value, even if Xianjun Yu was ten times smarter, there was no way to avoid it. dying soon
"When Sect Master Yang comes, you can talk to him yourself." Xianjun Qinghe weakly pressed his forehead, "He won't come."
"Um?"
Yu Xianjun said with a blank face: "It's not that he knows anything, but Lingzhi is very sensitive to the strength and decline of aura. When he walked halfway, he noticed that this mushroom of mine was booming and declining, and he would soon die. Well, it's not worth the trip, so go to Yunluan Mountain."
"What did you say?"
Qinghe Xianjun's ominous premonition came true.
"I'm about to die." Yu Xianjun sighed deeply,
This sentence was not transmitted by divine sense, and the immortals were suddenly in an uproar.
"The abnormal shape of Yunluan Mountain is that the earth's veins are transforming, and the spiritual energy poured in is no trivial matter." Yu Xianjun murmured, "The spiritual plant that has the power to communicate with the earth's veins, if it has this opportunity, it will surely bloom and bear fruit - this mushroom of mine has What, got the limit many years ago, and then forcibly catalyzed, there is only one way to die."
Poor Yu Xianjun's subordinates have not recovered from the reality that their own Xianjun is really a mushroom, and they are stunned by a thunderbolt that Yu Xian has not lived for a long time.
"Let's go to Yunluan Mountain to find out!" A group of immortals holding umbrellas shouted.
Yu Xianjun shook his head:
"The change of the earth's veins is very likely to break the trapped formation. My deadline is approaching, and it is also destiny. Why do I have to do useless work."
"Xianjun-"
"After I die, you all follow Qinghe, Hansong. They will not harm their subordinates."
After saying this, the phantom disappeared, and the edge of the mushroom had begun to dry up.
The immortals want to cry but have no tears. Who knows how to save a mushroom. I am afraid that watering will not be worth it. They couldn't understand how the good things got to this point.
Xianjun Qinghe used his spiritual sense to ask, "Is there really nothing I can do?"
"If I become Tianzun again, I will be able to survive in desperation." Yu Xianjun said.
This means that the soul is completely restored, and the human form is reshaped by using the spiritual plant as the body.
Before waiting for Xianjun Qinghe to say anything, Xianjun Yu said again: "But there is no luck here, and secondly, I feel ashamed and can no longer break through the realm."
The Yunluan Mountain in the distance is covered with a thick layer of clouds and mist, and there are splendid flashes from time to time.
The immortals who came to hear the news could not enter at all.
Yang Xinyue stood with his hands behind his back, his attitude was free, and he didn't even look at Xianjun Lu Ao who was following closely.
The demon cultivator, who was forced to withdraw from Yunluan Mountain in a daze, shrank with interest when he saw this scene. After Bai Centipede had stabbed a few thorns, he suddenly found Luo Jingshu standing there in a daze.
Following Luo Jingshu's gaze, Bai Centipede saw Yang Xinyue standing in the void.
The immortals in the trapped array, they have seen it many times before, suddenly an unknown person appeared, and the identity of the other party was ready to be revealed.
The white centipede carefully called Luo Jingshu.
The latter looked calm, but a little disappointed: "I should have known that he is not Luo Chengyu, and even his appearance has changed a little."
Bai Centipede didn't know how to comfort him, but at this moment, a distant voice came from the west of the trapped formation: "I am Lingxian Tianzun, I should have died and lived in the world."
Everyone who heard this voice was shocked.
"The small world of Fuchu was destroyed by our temporary greed ten thousand years ago. The battle between the Southern Hezong and the Northern Xuan faction was due to the selfishness of the immortal world. The Taoism in the small world of Fuchu flourished, because the immortals wanted to use this place for luck, but they were divided. Uneven…”
Xianjun Yu explained the cause and effect again, and his voice was faint:
"Yin and yang are wrong, until today, I have passed on the technique of catching the sky and sending spirits, but I can't save my life. Even if there are wonderful exercises in this world, they are useless!"
The tall mushroom, with its mycelium scattered, slowly withered.
"Today I will die, and my soul will melt into the earth's veins. I don't want to live. I just want to break through the formation and break the cause and effect of this body."