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Ye Lang didn't know what state she was in now, between human cultivation and ghost cultivation, she couldn't absorb aura, she didn't have any consciousness, and others couldn't feel her existence at all, as if she was just a bystander.

"Ah Lang, Ah Lang ......" The old man squatting in the corner, ragged and gray-haired, who did not like to tidy up in the first place, is now like a beggar seen in the secular world.

Looking at the old man who was already stupid, muttering her name in his mouth, the dull pain in his heart was unbearable. The person in front of her used to be her most respected master in Ye Lang, she thought that the omnipotent master, although she loved to hide and drink secretly, although she was a little out of tune, although she was not as young as ordinary cultivators, but this person was her master.

But a lot of things happened later, why did she fall into the devil's path, why did the congregation betray her relatives, and I still remember the deep disappointment and heartache in Shizun's eyes when he first saw her absorbing the essence and blood of others, but he still blocked the enemy who was chasing for him.

Depend on each other for a hundred years, and finally walk on the opposite side of good and evil.

Later, she lived in seclusion here, because it was the closest to Hanxue Peak, so close to the place where she had lived since childhood, so far away. She wanted to live a quiet life, no longer relying on absorbing the essence blood pressure to control the cold, and endure the cold in her body slowly eroding her heart, and then she began to lose consciousness from the palm of her hand.

However, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, when the beloved and her little sister appear in front of her with their former classmates, shouting to kill the demons, the heart is truly dead. Love but can't beg, it's her mood at that moment, the person she loves the most and the sister she once trusted the most, both of them are fluttering in white, they are such a match, it has always been her wishful thinking.

Later, she used the coercion of a high-ranking monk to make her unable to move, but she stood by and watched her struggle under the sword of her fellow disciples, if it weren't for the wisp of divine consciousness that remained in her body, sensing that her life was dying, and counteracting the suppression of that person, I am afraid that as a monk in the late stage of Jindan, she would have been teased to death by several foundation building disciples.

I don't know whether it was pity or disgust, but in the end, I personally shot and killed her, the person's sharp sword like the moonlight pierced the heart, and I felt that my consciousness was slowly detached from the body, and the last sight was to see the figure of the master coming in a hurry, the pale and sad face mixed with anger.

When she regained consciousness again, she felt trapped in the place where she had died, and after that, her spiritual consciousness had been trapped there, and she had been recalling every day in the past by resentment, what had happened to her.

One day I suddenly saw the master who had fallen into a mortal enter this place, reciting her name, but it was not the same as before, and after a long period of observation, I found that the current master had no sense at all, and should have been a walking corpse, but remembered her name.

Later, she didn't hate it anymore, she just wanted to be able to be by Shizun's side safely and worry-free, and she wanted to be held by Shizun's warm hands to walk through every place of Hanxue Peak like when she was a child, and it was not cold at all.

"Master, I'm here."

It's good if it goes on like this, but unfortunately, she's not the darling of God.

The sound of dead branches breaking came from the door of the dilapidated wooden house, it was a little messy, and the sound of them laughing could be heard, judging from the footsteps, it was some disciples in the Qi refining period, and the highest cultivation was no more than the middle stage of foundation building.

Through the dilapidated window, I saw that group of people, all wearing the white and blue robes often worn by the outer disciples of the Zixiao Sect, and one of them surrounded by everyone was white and purple, which was the unique standard of the inner disciples.

Among them, the guide is a middle-aged man with a dark face, refining qi at the ninth level, looking young, but in fact, the bone age has reached about ninety, if he does not break through, he may not be able to enter the foundation building period in this life.

The middle-aged man bent over, with a flattering face, and pointed to the place where the pond next to the thatched hut was located: "Senior brother, this is it, the last time I was picking the grass at night, I was accidentally chased by a flamingo and strayed into this place, and I occasionally saw a school of snow fish in the waters. ”

When the monk heard this, he was overjoyed: "Okay, very good, but take a closer look." ”

"The disciple has carefully checked, the upper reaches of the water here is the Cold Snow Peak, and the terrain should be from the underground undercurrent, but the snow fish is a third-order demon beast, and it is particularly sensitive to human cultivation of flesh and blood, so the disciple does not dare to go into the depths to investigate."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and had some fear in his eyes, in fact, he wanted to swallow this opportunity alone, but as soon as he entered the pool, he was surrounded by a group of snow fish, and it was difficult to move an inch, and he was almost broken through the self-defense talisman. The inner disciples who can only exchange this opportunity for Danfeng may be able to get a Zhuji Dan, then they can enter the inner gate, and they don't have to work hard to earn some lower grade spirit stones every day to live.

The monk who built the foundation saw what he said so implicitly, and probably understood the reason, the snow fish is a group of demon beasts, more haunted in the undercurrent, as long as it appears nearby, there must be a flower called Xue Ji, Xue Ji is like an ordinary pear blossom, attached to the rock, in fact, the real roots grow in the water, like scattered silk, which contains immeasurable aura, the older the Xue Ji, the greater the value of the roots, is one of the medicinal materials for refining the myelin cleansing pill, and it is also the most important component of it.

This Zi Xiang's disciple is named Mu Feng, he is the inner disciple of the Zixiao Sect's Danfeng, and he is also a side line of the Mu family, if it weren't for the Mu family's genius Mu Yunxuan, the alchemy technique has reached the advanced level, he is the youngest senior alchemist in the Nine Domains, and the youngest Yuanying Zhenjun, and now he has become the acting head of the Zixiao faction, and their Mu family would not be so brilliant.

Mu Feng thought that if he offered Xue Ji to Mu Yunxuan, he was planning to refine the Purifying Pill for his godsister recently, and maybe he could get a lot of benefits. When he thought of that person's godsister, he had seen it up close, that skin was a little smoother than the snow fairy, and that appearance, although it was not as good as the snow fairy, but the figure hidden under the clothes, he was sure that it was absolutely the best, and the women around the man were all stunning, tsk...... If you can have one, you will have no regrets in this life, geniuses are indeed geniuses, and they are different from ordinary monks.

"Senior Brother Mu, Senior Brother Mu......" The middle-aged man seemed to be a little out of state when he met the predecessor, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious, for this Zhuji Dan, he could be regarded as painstaking, Danfeng's inner disciples are good, Zhuji Dan is not worth mentioning at all for them, but it is a pity that these outer disciples are struggling and can't afford one.

was interrupted by the middle-aged man, and he was also a little dissatisfied in his heart, and turned his head to look at the place seriously, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Take a closer look, there's something wrong with this place." After all, he is an inner disciple, and he has more knowledge than them.

Ye Lang was shocked, she had arranged a simple maze here before her death, after the man killed her that day, the maze in this place had been destroyed, and now only the location of this dilapidated wooden house was covered, if they were to find Shizun, I am afraid it would be inappropriate.

Before Ye Lang could come up with a way, one of the disciples of the fifth level of qi refining in the team was surprised: "Senior Brother Mu, this place used to be a maze, but the caster is not proficient in this way, and because it has been damaged in the past hundred years, it will not take long for me to break all the obstacles here." ”

Century? Could it be that a hundred years have passed, and the mountains do not know the years, but they did not expect that a hundred years have passed.

Everyone outside the house looked at this disciple intently, this person was a small follower who often followed Mu Feng's side, and he could be regarded as a side of the Mu family, but he had not yet built a foundation, and his status was lower than that of Mu Feng. Seeing that he turned around a few times in the forest, chattering in his mouth, and then moving a few rocks, it can be seen that it is not an incomprehensible formation, but a few of them are not involved, so they don't understand the bends.

"Alright." With a cheer.

"Look, there is a medicine field there, and looking at the intensity of the aura, it seems that it has been the same as this formation, it has been for a hundred years."

Everyone saw the originally dense bushes, only to see a dilapidated wooden house, among which there was a small medicine field, all of which had passed for a hundred years. A few people were overjoyed, but they didn't expect that the big benefits had not been obtained, and there were some sweetness to take, although it was not a precious herb, but the year was in place, and it could be sold a lot of medium-grade spirit stones when taken to the market.

The middle-aged man also had some surprise in his eyes, he came here before, but he didn't find the slightest, sure enough, these Mu family disciples were not comparable to their outer disciples, so he told them about this place.

Several people followed the footsteps of the formation-breaking disciples and walked in, unceremoniously digging out the valuable elixir, only Mu Feng looked at the side and watched coldly, as the senior brother of several people, of course, good things had to be handed over to him first. After taking his eyes off the medicine field, he felt that the wooden house was a little different, and there was a faint aura in it, could it be that this was a thing with a master?

Mu Feng didn't rush in, first looked around, when he first came in, he was attracted by the medicine field, but he didn't find that this place was really extraordinary, in front of the wooden house was the medicine field, and on the left was the waterhole they saw before, and they could directly see the cave connected to the waterhole, although it was not obvious, if you looked closely, you could know that the water here came out of the hole, and before they were where they were, they could only find that the waterhole was formed by the convergence of undercurrents, and they didn't know where it came from.

It can also be seen that the snow fish are in and out of it, presumably the snow girl must be in this hole, but the hole is as low as a child's body, and it can't be entered at all, so it can only dive from the bottom of the water.

"Sure enough, it's a good place, the owner here is really good at picking places," Mu Feng thought to himself.

Ye Lang looked at the greedy appearance of this group of people, and only hoped that they would dig up those elixirs and leave quickly, don't wake up the master who had just fallen asleep, if it was before, this group of disciples who were not building a foundation, she didn't care about it at all, and now she is like a touch of aura, and she has no power to resist at all.

"Senior, we are disciples of the Zixiao Sect, and we inadvertently broke into this place."

Mu Feng suddenly spoke up, scaring the few disciples who were still digging for elixirs, and he was terrified in his heart, could these things they dig up all belong to the owner?