Mystical bloodline
The ghost cultivators and human cultivators present were all taken aback. So far, not many people know about the supernatural bloodline, not to mention that the Nether Realm and the Human Realm have been out of touch for a long time. How can the Nether Realm know something about the Human Realm? Legend and blood inheritance? Even Renxiu from the Red Rock Forest was unfamiliar with this, and all of them looked at a loss.
Only Leng Yi's face changed slightly, and he looked at Wen Yi in disbelief.
"What is a mystical bloodline?" asked the ancestor of the Sanxiu League.
Wen Yi didn't answer, but just looked at the Qingyu crossing the sky lantern in midair, with a calm expression on his face.
"Wen Yi!" Leng Yi stepped forward to hold her, and said hastily, "What exactly do you want?"
Wen Yi withdrew her gaze, and her eyes fell on him. Wen Tun's expression was a little surprised, as if she didn't understand why he was angry. She said slowly: "Master Leng, although the Qingyu Tianming Lantern is guarded by Tianshu Palace, if there is no Wen family, it is just a useless artifact."
Leng Yi only felt chills all over his body, and the grip on her arm tightened involuntarily, until she frowned in pain, and then let go in a panic, but his expression became extremely terrifying.
The surrounding monsters roared, and when they were about to pounce on them, a ghost emperor suddenly appeared, waved the monsters away, and threw them back into the deep pit filled with black air.
Because Wen Yi suddenly stood up, all the practitioners present wanted to know what she meant, so naturally they didn't dare to let her have an accident.
After Wen Qiao whipped the jumping monster away, she couldn't help but look at Wen Yi, recalling all her reactions after picking up Wen Yi, and suddenly understood.
It's not that Wen Yi doesn't want to live anymore, but she knows that no matter what, she can't continue to live.
Whether it's sacrificing life to open the passage to the Netherworld, or at this time, it is necessary for the magical blood to drive Qingyu to cross the sky lantern.
She was right, the Qingyu Tianming Lantern, which is a divine tool, cannot be driven by mortals, only those with magical blood can do it. And this miraculous bloodline, because of the word "miraculous", is actually a descendant of a god. Even though the bloodline is extremely weak, it is still carrying the blood of the gods. Using the blood of the gods as a sacrifice can drive the divine weapon.
Wen Yi planned to sacrifice again.
"Wen Yi!" Leng Yi roared in a low voice, "You can't do this..."
Wen Yi wasn't used to such an emotionally leaking Young Master Leng, she struggled for her hand, but when she found that she couldn't get away, she had no choice but to say, "Young Master Leng, please let me go."
Leng Yi remained silent, those cold-looking eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes due to practicing a certain technique of Tianshu Palace, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, looking scary and embarrassed.
As the proud son of heaven who was designated as the next generation successor of Tianshu Palace after birth, he is a talented cultivator admired by the world in Aomori Continent, a Taoist companion longed for by many female cultivators, and a leader of the younger generation followed by male cultivators. figure. He has always been confident and calm, when did he become so embarrassed
She finally drove him to the point of madness.
He thought that if he took the initiative to accept the task, and was even prepared to stay with her in the Netherworld from now on, he would be able to win her a chance of survival, but no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to save her in the end.
His eyes were red, looking at her in embarrassment and sadness.
Wen Yi was taken aback by him, and was a little at a loss.
"Leng, young master Leng, don't be like this..." She said in a nasty voice, "Don't be like this, I am very grateful for your protection, in fact, we are not familiar with each other..."
"Unfamiliar?" Leng Yi sneered, "Wen Yi, don't pretend to be stupid! When I was young, you came to Tianshu Palace with the Wen clan, and the child you brought back from the Duanbu mountain was me. .”
Wen Yi: "!!!!"
It was half a beat later before Wen Yi came to his senses, and looked at him in surprise, "Are you that child?"
Leng Yi held her arm tightly, "Your nobleman forgets things, forgets this matter, but I have not forgotten! For so many years, I have been practicing hard, just to be able to walk side by side with you... I thought you knew very well , every time I leave the customs, I will look for you... "
"Aren't you looking for warmth?" Wen Yi blurted out.
Leng Yi: "..."
The guarding Leng Zuo Leng You finally couldn't help it, "Miss Wen, our young master is looking for you, and it's the warmth that entangles us, making the world think that our young master is looking for her."
Wen Yi fell silent again.
She was a little embarrassed, it turned out that it was not her illusion, every time Leng Yi went to Wen's, he really went to find her. At that time, she thought he was a young man with a cold face and a warm heart. Seeing her practicing slowly, she kindly gave her advice.
But soon, she regained her composure, and said to Leng Yi: "Master Leng, thank you for your love."
Leng Yi remained silent, holding her hand tightly.
Surrounded by a fierce battle, a steady stream of monsters crawled out of the deep pit, and the black and evil spirit filled the deep pit violently, as if they wanted to devour everything in the world, and the four ghost saints struggled to support it.
Yet no one urged them.
Ghost Emperor silently created a safe space for them.
However, Wen Yi didn't ignore the tragedy around her. Ghost cultivators and human cultivators continued to die under the monsters, and the evil spirit was about to break through the obstruction of the ghost saints.
Time can't wait.
She suddenly smiled at Leng Yi and said, "Leng Yi, thank you, I am very glad to meet you."
This time, she finally broke free from Leng Yi's hand, and avoided him at an extremely fast speed. With a sweep of her figure, she had already jumped towards the deep pit filled with black mist.
Her speed was very fast, and she was so weak that she had to be supported by someone before, but now she was so fast that even Leng Yi, who was close to the Yuanhuang realm, couldn't hold her back.
"Wen Yi—"
Leng Yi frantically ran towards her.
When she jumped into the deep pit, those turbulent black and evil auras were about to pounce on her, and the Qingyu Tianming Lantern cast a golden light, covering her and blocking those black and evil auras at the same time.
The golden light fell on her body, and under the eyes of everyone, her body gradually became transparent, turning into bits of spiritual light with a bang.
All this happened in an instant, without even giving the world a chance to react.
In the spiritual light, a drop of blood containing golden divinity appeared, exuding an extremely seductive aura, as if the whole world was shaken by it, and all living beings were dazzled by it, and those monsters who had originally pounced on the cultivator froze in their movements , Then turned around without hesitation, and jumped towards the deep pit, trying to catch the weeping blood.
That drop of miraculous blood flew towards Qingyu Dutianming Lantern, and disappeared into the wick.
The golden light suddenly brightened, even overwhelming the raging black mist.
All creatures were blinded by the golden light, especially ghost cultivators. The purification power contained in the golden light made them feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, this power is relatively mild and has no offensive power.
A brilliant golden light shot up into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth.
Qingyu crosses the lantern of the sky and the underworld, communicating with the heaven and the earth, the human world is the sky, and the nether world is the earth. The golden light even breaks through the barriers between the two worlds and connects to the Hongsen Continent.
Everyone can feel that in the golden light that connects to the sky, something is led into the nether world by it, and then sucked into the Qingyu Tiandu Lantern.
Wherever the golden light passed, the black and evil energy was suppressed inch by inch.
The black evil energy that was about to overflow the deep pit was violently forced back to the bottom of the pit by the Qingyu Dutianming Lantern.
The golden light of the Qingyu Tianming Lantern continued to shine until seven or seventy-nine days later, when the black evil energy was completely retracted under the deep pit, and after being suppressed by the red lotus karmic fire again, the Qingyu Tianming Lantern gradually faded away. To land, to fall into the deep pit.
Only the golden light that connects the sky and the earth lingers for a long time.
It seems to be a pillar of the sky, and it seems to be the light of Qingyu crossing the sky, communicating the two worlds, leading disasters and disasters, and living endlessly.
The monsters crawling out from the bottom of the pit became sluggish in the golden light of the Qingyu crossing the sky lamp, and were finally killed by the practitioners.
The ghost saints guarding the pit were worried and chose to enter the deep pit to check the situation.
At the edge of the pit, a disciple of Tianshu Palace in a red cloak stood there, looking at the pit, silent.
Leng Yi stood stiffly in front of the pit, like a lifeless statue.
After a series of battles, only one-tenth of the cultivators who survived when they first landed on the island, and the cultivators who survived the catastrophe were not in a hurry to leave, and wanted to see the situation under the deep pit.
Wen Qiao and a group of people sat and rested on the messy ground after the war.
The air was filled with the smell of blood and stench, which was carried far away by the wind.
Everyone stared at the edge of the pit, looking at the golden light connecting the sky and the earth.
Suddenly, Wu Xiongan asked: "You tell me, what is the Hongsen Continent like now? Has the red rain stopped?"
No one answered, but they all had answers in their hearts.
"Is Miss Wen really... dead?" He asked again, but his voice was low and weak, as if he was afraid of being heard.
"Dead." Wen Qiao said calmly, "She knew a long time ago, when she chose to enter the Red Rock Forest, she knew she would die."
Everyone was silent again.
Wen Qiao stood up, walked towards the edge of the pit, and came to the group of Tianshu Palace disciples in red cloaks.
Seeing her coldly from left to right, she was a little surprised, and wanted to say something but found that there was nothing to say.
Wen Qiao lifted her chin towards them, and seeing the two showed hesitation, she said, "I have something for you young master." Then, she pulled out a storage bag and took out a few things from it.
The pure aura shines brightly, dispelling the surrounding Yin Qi.
This is Wen Yi's gift to Wen Qiao.
Seeing this, Leng Zuo Leng Right didn't ask any more questions, and made room for her to walk behind their young master.
Leng Yi turned his back to them, until those aura-filled things were handed to him, then he moved his body stiffly and looked at them slowly.
The Gouchen Flower, the Bixinlongtear Stone, the Jade of Qishan, the Red Feather Immortal Clothes, which were conceived with the painstaking efforts of Wen's daughters... Each of them is a top-quality magic weapon, especially the Gouchen Flower, which only Wen's daughters can possess. The ultimate blood spirit flower bred has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. No matter how badly injured a person is, as long as he takes it, his life can be saved.
Owning hook Chenhua is equivalent to owning a life.
Because of the rare hook flowers in this world, Wen's daughter is extremely popular among practitioners in the Aomori Continent, and many top disciples of the sect want to become Taoist companions with Wen's daughter.
That's why they were so surprised when they saw that Wen Yi gave Wen Qiao the Gou Chen Hua that she had carefully cultivated.
But I didn't think about it, I'm afraid that she had already anticipated what would happen later and said goodbye to them.
Leng Yi fixed his eyes on the hooked flower.
Wen Qiao handed it over, and he didn't say until he subconsciously caught it, "Wen Yi and I just met by chance. I don't want her things, so I'll give them to you."
"No need!" Leng Yi's voice was hoarse, "Since she sent you, it's yours..."
"This is the blood spirit flower that she has cultivated with her heart and soul, do you really want it?" Wen Qiao asked.
Leng Yi hugged subconsciously and remained silent.
Seeing this, Wen Qiao didn't say anything poignant, and left after delivering the things.
Seeing her come back, Wu Xiong'an and a group of people couldn't help staring at her.
"Gou Chenhua is such a rare thing, you are willing to give it away?" Wu Xiong'an couldn't help but said, wanting to say whether she is stupid or not, owning Gou Chenhua is equivalent to gaining an extra life, if he would be reluctant to give it away.
Of course, it is estimated that there is no fool like Wen Yi who casually gives away such treasures.
Wen Qiao said sullenly, "I don't want it, and I don't consider her a friend..."
Even so, her drooping eyelids, tight face, and stiff figure all meant that she was not what she said.
Ning Yuzhou stretched out his hand to rub her head, and said with a smile, "You can send it if you want."
"That's right, as long as my sister is happy." Wen Tutu also echoed.
"Chirp~"
The little phoenix flapped its two little yellow wings, threw itself into Wen Qiao's arms, and rubbed against her, as if to make her not unhappy.
Shi Wuming couldn't help but said: "Sister Aqiao, in fact, it's pretty good for Miss Wen, she also got what she wanted."
Wen Qiao frowned at him, unable to understand his words.
"Master, what you said is not right." Wu Xiong'an said disapprovingly, "How can anyone sacrifice blood to the artifact to get what they want?"
Others agreed one after another, thinking that Shi Wuming really can't speak, and if Leng Yi heard it, he would probably poke his heart again. Obviously they worked so hard, even risking their way into the Netherworld, trying to find a chance for her.
Shi Wuming said quietly: "I'm not wrong. I heard that the owner of the Qingyu Tianming Lantern is Gou Chen Shenjun, and only the blood of Gou Chen Shenjun can drive it. Miss Wen should be a descendant of Gouchen Shenjun, and Inheriting the blood of Gouchen Shenjun, that's why she is needed to drive Qingyu to cross the sky lantern, this time Qingyu crossing the sky lantern can be regarded as returning to the hands of Gochen's descendants."
Wen Qiao couldn't help asking: "Do you have to hook up the bloodline? Can't other magical bloodlines?"
"Of course not. How can God God Gouchen's magic weapon be driven by other magical blood?"
Wen Qiao was silent for a while, so even if there were other people with magical blood, they would not be able to drive Qingyu to cross the sky lantern, Wen Yi knew this long ago.
Suddenly, she couldn't help but look at Ning Yuzhou, seeing his pale expression, she immediately understood that he also knew about it.
Because he already knew it well, he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and he didn't try to do anything.
Wu Xiong'an and others suddenly realized, and then asked suspiciously: "Master, how do you know so much?"
"Of course I know." Shi Wuming said casually, "There are records of my sect... As for which sect my sect belongs to, you don't need to ask, even if you tell me, you don't know."
One sentence blocked them, Wu Xiong'an and the others had no choice but to shut up.
Wen Tutu and the others didn't ask, and it's not surprising that a guy who can use the Bilin Shuttle Mirror casually would know about Qingyu crossing the sky lantern.
Just as he was talking, he saw that the four ghost saints who were checking under the deep pit had come out.
Everyone looked at the ghost saints.
The ancestor of Guisheng Pavilion said: "Everyone, please rest assured that the Qingyu Tianming Lantern has begun to refine the evil spirits, and they will no longer spread outward, and the red lotus karma will also suppress them."
At that time, all ghost cultivators couldn't help cheering happily.
After they calmed down, the four ghost saints said again: "Everyone, if there is nothing wrong, you should leave Wangyue Island as soon as possible, and don't enter Wangyue Island casually in the future. Lord Longyi doesn't like practitioners to disturb you."
Long Yi? !
Meteor Dragon!
Immediately, all the ghost cultivators and human cultivators present understood that this Lord "Long Yi" was the meteor dragon, and the meteor dragon was under the deep pit.
After the four ghost sages conveyed the meaning of Meteor Dragon, they didn't dare to stay any longer, they tore apart the space and left one after another, leaving behind the ancestors of Ghost Cloud Pavilion.
The ancestor of Guiyun Pavilion walked up to Leng Yi and whispered something to him.
Other practitioners are also preparing to leave.
They came for the meteor dragon, but they were chased away by the meteor dragon, which is also sad to say. However, who made them greedy first, and finally found out that the strength of the Dragon Clan is not something they can covet.
Fortunately, this Meteor Dragon did not intend to kill in the Netherworld, otherwise the Netherworld would not be enough for it to kill.