In the cold land, Yuan Xuan took Ling'er and returned to the forbidden ice lake, although it is unknown, but the cold air is steaming, which can stimulate her consciousness and make it easier to find her true self.

"Ling'er!" Yuan Xuan called, the two sat cross-legged in the cold mist, under the guidance of Yuan Xuan, Wan Ling's body kept rotating, Yuan Xuan hit the various points of the spiritual light on her body, and a stream of green venom was forcibly forced out.

"Whew!" Yuan Xuan gasped for breath, this poison was very domineering, and the power she had just broken through was consumed nearly seventy percent in an instant, and even so, it couldn't be eradicated and made her better.

"Ling'er, wake up!" Yuan Xuan slapped her little face, suddenly sensing that the vitality in her body was declining, and hurriedly used her spiritual power to save her life.

"Plop~" Another mouthful of poisonous blood spurted out, Ling'er's face became as pale as snow, she was trembling all over, she opened her eyes weakly, looked at the person in front of her, and shouted intermittently, "Senior Brother Yuan, ...... Yuan"

"It's good to wake up, hold on, don't let yourself fall asleep, believe me, I won't leave you behind no matter what!" Seeing the effect, Yuan Xuan hurriedly used her spiritual power to stabilize her consciousness.

"Senior Brother Yuan, I ......" The weak Ling'er, seeing the extinction of Yuan, seemed to see a relative, with tears in his eyes, watching silently.

And at this moment, the fate of the extinction, the mood is very heavy, although the yin and yang mistakenly recalled her consciousness, but at the same time he also realized that the desperate expulsion just now actually harmed her life, but he didn't know that this poison had already penetrated into the internal organs, and it was integrated with itself.

"Senior Brother Yuan, thank you!" Ling'er saw her terrible face through the lake, thinking about the inhuman torture she had received before, her heart was dead, she lowered her head and said with tears in her eyes, "You don't care about me, let me die!"

"What are you talking about!" Seeing that Ling'er was so low, Yuan Xuan suddenly bit his finger and shot out a drop of essence blood, wrapping it with all his remaining spiritual power, forming a blood-red magic circle.

"No...."Ling'er shouted weakly, but she was powerless to stop it, allowing this magic circle to sink into her eyebrows, making her whole person's spirit instantly improve.

"Are you crazy to use this forbidden technique that has not been used in Qingcheng Mountain for a hundred years, to connect your life with me!" Ling'er, who had recovered his spirit, cried, wanting to beat the fate of the extinction, but he was reluctant, and finally hugged him, and said with tears on his face, "Why, I'm just an insignificant little person, it's not worth it for you to do this, why?"

"It's not worth it!" Yuan Xuan became very weak, and forced out a smile, "I promised Master that I would take good care of you, how could I let you leave early!"

"Woo~Woo~" The words of fate made Ling'er cry even more fiercely.

"Okay, don't cry!" Yuan Xuan pushed away Ling'er, sat cross-legged, looked at her appearance, and said in a deep voice, "Although I have come back to life, I can't be like this forever, let me recover my strength first, you can also breathe, and then we will go to Wushan and get the antidote!"

"Hmm~~" Ling'er stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, but saw her blood-red claws, froze for a long time, and then looked up and saw that the fate had been settled, and hurriedly wiped her face with her sleeve, closed her eyes, and breathed together.

Wushan, after a few days of hesitation, now finally ushered in its rare liveliness, just because from this day, the memorial conference will be fully held, and the ten tribes to which the wilderness belongs will come here to contribute their faith and pay tribute to the supreme ancient god.

"Is this brand really so powerful?" Next to the monument, Ning Xin was holding a red token, a little hesitant, she saw many people going up the mountain on the road, but they were only holding a black token in their hands, and she always felt strange in her heart.

"Sister Ning, let me come!" Hanyue took the initiative to step forward and said, "I'll come!"

Ning Xin hesitated for a moment, nodded, and handed over the token: "Then be careful!"

"Look!" Han Yue puffed up her chest and walked up to the two witch blades next to the monument with a proud face, placing the token in front of their eyes.

"It's ..... Ginseng... See the Chief Lord!" Everything was unexpected, as soon as the two witch blades saw the token, the whole person was shocked, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted, behind them, there were hundreds of witch blades, and at the moment when Han Yue raised the token, they also knelt down in unison.

"Let's go, Sister Ning!" Hanyue turned around and winked at Ning Xin, she must have felt very enjoyable with such treatment.

Ning Xin's face was not very good, and he always felt that this was too eye-catching, and sure enough, the witch blade who took the lead stood up and said: "The master has instructed that if someone goes up the mountain with this token, he will be the chief observer of this conference, and the places he uses are all above the clouds, and he can enjoy the highest etiquette in Wushan!"

"Above the clouds!" Ning Xin had heard of that place when he was chatting with Ling'er, and he also knew that it was the core of the power of the altar of worship, so it was really not good!

"Sister Ning!" Han Yue saw Ning Xin's concerns, took the initiative to step forward, held her palm, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, with me, no one will hurt you there!"

Ning thought for a moment, nodded, and said politely to the witch blade, "Please lead the way!"

The three of them walked forward silently, Ning Xin and Moti felt the majesty of Wushan as when Yuan Xuan first arrived here, such a place of immortals, perhaps only Qingcheng Mountain in the Central Plains could be comparable to it! At the end of the Taoyuan realm, a cloud flew in, carrying them, flying towards the clouds! Above the clouds, subconsciously looking back, everything in Taoyuan was in full view, and from this, the momentum of covering the sky was achieved.

It didn't take long for him to step on the land of the altar, and a group of gray-haired old men walked up, looking like the elders in the altar, led by a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown, who was the owner of the place, Simon.

"Dad!" Facing Simon, Hanyue behaved very well-behaved, but her figure was intentionally or unintentionally in front of Ning Xin, and said softly, "Dad, these are my daughter's friends, and my daughter promised them that when they get here, they will ensure their safety!"

"Hehe!" Simon smiled slightly, and did not step forward, and said, "Girl, we meet again, you don't have to be restrained when you get here, you can do whatever you want, I will never slack off on the altar of worship to treat distinguished guests!"

"Lord Worship God is polite!" Ning Xin gently pushed Han Yue away, took the initiative to step forward, facing this figure at the apex of the wilderness, without any nervousness, and said calmly, "Since your lord knows that we are here, you must also know our purpose, not the first seat!"

"What a smart woman, thoughtful! Don't be surprised when you encounter trouble, it seems that you are at peace!" Simon said with appreciation, "Don't lose the heart hall master of the five halls of the Western Regions!"

"Lord Worship God has a lot of opportunities, it's rare to pay attention to a little person like me!" Although Ning Xin was frightened, his face remained unchanged.

"You're not a small person!" Simon looked away at the far west, and said, "All Saints have a high opinion of you, and the depth of hatred is difficult to add, and he once wrote to say that if he can return to the Central Plains one day, you will be the first person he will kill!"

"Huh?" Ning Xin's face moved slightly, he looked back at Simon's back, and said calmly, "If Lord Sacrifice God wants to sacrifice me to all saints, now is a good opportunity!"

"Dad!" Han Yue saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

"What, aren't you afraid?" Simon patted his daughter's hand, turned his head to stare at Ning Xin and said, "In the hands of all saints, there is no life or death!"

Ning Xin didn't respond, just looked at Simon directly, and couldn't see the slightest panic.

"Courage!" Simon was the first to look away, and said, "But this person is not worth my effort, and the reason why I say this is because I want to introduce you to someone! I believe you know it too, and you are very familiar with it!"

As he spoke, a man in a black robe came from a distance, his eyes were beating like a ghost fire, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Lord Ning, I haven't seen you for ten years, but I still remember the old man!"

Ning Xin was shocked, and the whole person collapsed very tightly, but she quickly controlled her emotions and said nonchalantly: "I haven't seen you for ten years, and my husband is still alive, it's incredible!"

"Hehe!" Hun Tuo let out a piercing laugh and stretched out a pale palm towards Ning Xin, "I didn't know each other back then, and the old man was very happy to see the hall master's demeanor now!"

Ning Xin didn't stretch out his hand, the two looked at each other, and even their words were-for-tat, it is conceivable that if there is a chance, they will definitely kill each other without hesitation.

"That's enough!" Simon frowned, "Zhongyuan said it well, smile and enmity, in this altar, I don't want any fighting!"

"Obey the gods!" Hun Tuo bowed to Simon, and at the same time, behind him, an old man appeared.

"Grandma!" Mo Ti in the back suddenly became excited, this person was Grandma Mo who was turned into a ghost slave by Hun Tuodu back then.

"Don't be impulsive!" Ning Xin grabbed Moti and stood there calmly, not spitting out any words.

"Come on, take the distinguished guests to the health hall to rest, be entertained, don't slack off!" Simon didn't know, and instructed himself, "The two of you will rest first, the memorial meeting will not open until noon, let's see you at noon!"

"Then I'm leaving!" Ning Xin nodded, and under the leadership of a wizard, he walked towards the health hall.

Simon stood there for a moment, and then suddenly commanded, "All of you stand down!"

A group of people retreated one after another, and it didn't take long for a woman's voice to float over from a distance: "They are friends who are destined to die!"

"That's right!" Simon turned his head and saw Wan Ting wearing a gray robe, with a silver glow all over her body, floating over, and said, "The posture of the queen of the clan is really different!"

"Don't embarrass them, I owe a favor to death, I must pay it back!" Wan Ting said.

"I'm not going to embarrass them, but I'm not doing this for you!" Simon smiled mysteriously and said something surprising, "Do you think that fate is really dead?"