Day after day, year after year, a hundred years have passed in a flash. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mountains, water, and sea of Nixian Mountain are still so blue and so green, and time is very gentle to them, without taking away a trace of color.

The eyes are brilliant and warm and soft shining on the disciples outside the Purple Spirit Palace, the years have not left any traces on their faces, all the senior brothers are combing their hair in a neat bun on the top of their heads, set in the delicate white jade hair crown, hanging white silk crown ribbons from both sides of the jade crown, a young man in a white robe elegant and handsome, some are playing the piano, some are painting, some are dancing swords, and some are talking and laughing.

Two pairs of sweet girls in pink dresses snuggled together, one was watching the sword dance, and the other was standing on the stone bridge, happily pointing to the birds flying in the sky.

How can this scene be a beautiful word, just like a beautiful and fascinating fairy painting.

The once ignorant rookie Fan Chen has also been cultivated perfectly, and the immortal art is twice as long as the day, and she is often praised by the senior brothers and masters, and she also said that her immortal energy is extremely prosperous, and she believes that she will soon fly to the immortal, which can make her happy.

Bai Yao and Phantom Silk have been at peace with her for a hundred years, and there is nothing to say except for some bickering.

Qianhui sat under the pavilion outside the side hall, leisurely drinking afternoon tea, slowly enjoying this beautiful day without contention.

Looking at these disciples under his command, all of them are immortal cultivators, and they are very gratified, especially the ninth disciple Shen Tu Rin Ye, who is even more outstanding and has an immeasurable future.

Suddenly, a white mist appeared in the courtyard, and a middle-aged man in a plain robe knelt on the ground, his eyes were vicissitudes, his eyebrows were mixed with sorrow, his temples were a little white, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding bright red blood, and his expression was very painful.

He covered his chest with his left hand, supported his right hand on the ground, and exclaimed in panic: "Divine Venerable, Divine Venerable... God... Help me... Save ......"

Suddenly, the poor pale mouth made an imperfect arc, and the originally strong and magnetic voice became hoarse, and a mouthful of blood vomited.

Everyone was shocked, stepped forward to help him up, and shouted in unison, "Master, Master!"

Qian Hui's expression changed, and she immediately walked out of the pavilion, walked to the middle-aged man's side, held his arm with both hands, and asked with a panicked face: "Sikong Shangxian, why are you so seriously injured, who injured you?"

"It's... Be... The demon world is in... White Water Wind Crossing... Robbed the dragons... water... Water Spirit Beads... Looking forward to the gods to save the immortals, this... This is... Demon Realm... Written to the demon world... Letter... This must be the Demon Realm... The Demon Realm refers to... Instigate... Please also ask the gods to bring this... Letter... Replace the immortal and present it to the heavenly ......"

He fell asleep without finishing his words, and although his hands were no longer strong, he still wanted to hold the blood-stained yellow letter in his hand.

The faces of the people were shocked, and they shouted one after another: "Sikong Shangxian, Sikong Shangxian!"

"Master, is the Sikong Immortal already ......?"

"He's dead, he's dead......"

Listening to what he had just said, Qian Hui didn't have time to pay attention to the disciples of the congregation, because she knew very well that she had to rush to Baishui immediately, and commanded righteously.

"In the cold night, you quickly go to the Nine Heavens and present the letter in the hands of the Sikong Shangxian to the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Yes!" Shen Tu Rin Ye was like frost and quickly took the letter from Sikong Shangxian's hand, turned into white mist and left in the blink of an eye.

"Chang Yi, Liuyi, the three of you stay in Nixian Mountain, and Baishui is only a hundred miles away from Nixian Mountain, in case demons take advantage of this to divert the tiger from the mountain. ”

"Yes!"

The three of them seriously obeyed Qianhui's orders.

"Bai Yao, Fanchen, you two quickly bring Sikong Shangxian to Zixia Peak, and use the nine-star lamp to protect his immortal yuan. ”

Fan Chen and Bai Yao replied, glancing at each other, hoping that the two of them would not make a mess.

"Everyone else is going with me to the White Water Ferry Ferry every day!"

"Yes!"

After speaking, everyone turned into white mist with Qianhui, Bai Yao cast a spell on the unconscious Sikong Shangxian, and instantly shrunk and flew into Bai Yao's palm, she commanded Fan Chen: "Why are you still standing here, don't you go and get the nine-star lantern quickly!"

Fan Chen looked at her blankly, is she sick, she knows where the nine-star lamp is, and asked Chang Yi, the senior brother beside him, "Senior brother, where is the nine-star lamp." ”

"I'll fetch it for you, you wait here!"

"I don't need to get it, senior brother, just tell me!"

"The lamp is in the master's room, I'll go get it for you faster, the Sikong Shangxian is still waiting for help!"

After Chang Yi finished speaking, he ran towards the side hall, but after a while, he ran out with a box, carefully handed it to Fan Chen, and hurriedly ordered: "Go quickly!"

The white water is crossed, a piece of blood is like a brilliant rose blooming in the white river, and layers of demonic energy rise on the river to surround the eight immortals floating on the river, and the demonic energy transforms into various forms, like a fox, like a fierce snake, like a fierce wolf, and instantly turns into countless airflows and goes straight into the body of the immortals, until there is no trace of demonic energy left on the river.

At the riverside ferry, Qian Hui led the six disciples to arrive, and saw that the eight immortals on the river were all floating on the river, she immediately made a quick decision to cast a spell, and the eight dazzling white lights quickly raised the eight immortals from the river, and then slowly floated to the shore.

Feng Yueli's eyes suddenly widened, staring directly at a middle-aged male fairy among the eight people, isn't this the second uncle? He climbed forward with emotion, and fell to his knees with a pop.

"Second uncle, second uncle, second uncle, wake up!"

Feng Yueli couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes, he didn't want to believe it, he didn't want to believe it, he was shaking his second uncle's body over and over again, hoping that he would wake up.

"Senior brother, don't be like this, maybe the master still has a way, maybe they can still be saved!" Second Senior Brother Su Xuan patted Feng Yueli on the shoulder and calmly comforted him.

Feng Yue thought about it, it was indeed as the second senior brother Su Xuan said, the master was a god, and there must be a way to save the second uncle.

He stared at Qianhui eagerly, begging her to save the second uncle.

The moment Qian Hui saw the eight people floating on the river, she knew that they had passed away and were lifeless, she shook her head in disappointment, sighed a long breath, and then said: "Bring the immortal body back to Nixian Mountain first, and other things will be dealt with later!"

Feng Yueli shook her head in confusion, really knelt down to the ground, and kept praying at Qianhui's feet: "Master, Master, please, please save my second uncle!"

Qian Hui couldn't bear it, leaned over to help Feng Yueli up, and comforted him: "Yueli, this is his fate, and the master can't change the destiny of heaven!"

Fengyue clicked for a moment, slowly turning around like a soulless shell, and the back of the great man trembled, looking very lonely and lonely.

Tears swirled in his eyes, tears as big as beans fell one by one, his lips were bitten tightly, he forced to hold back his crying, but he couldn't hold back the tears.

"I will definitely pay you the blood debt of the demon world!"