Liu Zhao waved his hand and continued: "On this trip to the bottom of the sea, I was lucky enough to snatch back the bones and golden pills of your sect ancestor from an old ghost. After speaking, Liu Zhao took out the jade box containing the skull of Qingyang Zhenren from the bracelet, and held it in both hands and sent it to Chiyangzi.

After hearing this, Blazing Yangzi's eyes lit up, he looked at Liu Zhao in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "But the skull of Qingyang Zhenren?" ”

Seeing Liu Zhao nodding in affirmation, two lines of tears slowly flowed down on Blazing Yangzi's always breezy face, and he stretched out his hands tremblingly and took the jade box.

First, he gently placed the jade box on the table and respectfully made a disciple salute. Then step forward and slowly open the lid of the box.

In the jade box, a snow-white skull with a Taoist monk's head was quietly placed in it, and as the lid of the box opened, a faint light flashed on the dim golden pill.

"Master!" Seeing the skull in the jade box, Blazing Yangzi couldn't help but fall to his knees and cry bitterly!

"God have mercy on me Qingyang, and I finally returned to the sect!" The faint voice of Qingyang Zhenren came from the skull, and with an inaudible sigh, Jin Dan shattered silently, turning into a pinch of snow-white powder, scattered within the skull.

"Fellow Daoist, I thank you for your kindness!" When Blazing Yangzi heard Qingyang Zhenren's last words, he immediately turned around and made a Taoist gift to Liu Zhao!

"You don't need to be polite! It is also the duty of our generation of cultivators to rescue the bones of our ancestors from the hands of ghost cultivators, so that the souls of heroes will no longer be covered with dust. ”

Liu Zhao saw that Blazing Yangzi was not so out of shape in the face of the huge number of spirit stones just now, but when she returned the bones of Qingyang Zhenren, she bowed to herself, and secretly admired the character of this Quanzhen Sect leader in her heart.

After Blazing Yangzi divided the spirit stone sent by Liu Zhao into five equal parts, she took the one that belonged to Tianyimen.

Blazing Yangzi was afraid that Liu Zhao would go the wrong way again, so he drew a topographic map of the flight straight to the Yanshan Mountain Range. Liu Zhao compared the rivers and mountains in the picture, and finally flew back to the foot of Yanshan Mountain a day later.

This time, Liu Zhao was not in a hurry to return to Tianyimen, but came to the villa area in Lingwu Mountain where he had lived for a year.

Standing in front of the familiar and unfamiliar exquisite courtyard, Liu Zhao sighed with emotion An Yang's intentions. This courtyard is built exactly like the one in Roselle Space.

Whether it's the green tiles on the roof or the brass rings on the red wooden doors, everything is perfectly replicated.

Just when Liu Zhao sighed at the courtyard gate, the courtyard gate was actually opened from the inside!

An Yang, a man he hadn't seen for four years, was still tall and elegant. The midday sun shone on his short black hair, showing his warm and jade-like temperament, but there was a gloom in those amber eyes that was incongruous with the verdant mountains.

An Yang would come to the mountains to live for a few days every once in a while, firstly, to recuperate his tired body and mind from the battle in the commercial sea, and secondly, to relive his former love.

When An Yang, as usual, was about to leave, he finally saw the person he had been thinking about suddenly appeared outside the door of the small courtyard!

Looking at Liu Zhao standing against the light, An Yang suddenly felt that the sun seemed to be too dazzling, so that his eyes were unconsciously moist.

"You, you're back?" An Yang asked softly, for fear that the person in front of him was a dream of himself, and if the voice was a little louder, this dream would shatter like a blister.

"Anyang, are you okay?" Liu Zhao's smile was particularly bright in the spring color of this mountain, there was joy in her tone, the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth was deep, and her danfeng eyes were bent into two crescent shapes.

"It's finally back!" An Yang walked quickly in front of Liu Zhao, and subconsciously wanted to hug Liu Zhao into his arms.

Liu Zhao quickly took a step back, widening the distance between herself and An Yang, and she laughed softly: "Don't you invite me in to sit?" ”

An Yang's bright eyes turned gloomy again, and after adjusting his excitement, he stood by the door and continued respectfully.

"Huh?" Song Tian's pupils shrank, which made the black pupils in his cloudy eyes almost invisible.

"Do you see clearly?" Song Tian gritted his teeth and asked, this woman is very likely to be the murderer of Qiao Ben.

"Elder look." The man in black took out a scroll from his sleeve and slowly unfolded it: "My subordinates let all the men lurking in Huaxia search for this woman's whereabouts. According to the information provided by the Huaxia people who had just been absorbed into the sect, there was a woman with the same appearance who lived near a holiday villa in Lingwu Mountain! ”

Song Tian took the scroll from the man in black, and the woman in the painting had bright eyes and bright teeth, her long hair falling around her body like a waterfall, and a seven-colored fishtail stirring up a large splash in the water.

At the same time as the scroll unfolded, the statue of the god standing suddenly shook!

The gorgeously dressed woman suddenly widened her slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, and on the face of the clay sculpture, large pieces of color fell off.

All the people in the main hall raised their heads in amazement and looked at the mutated idol. After being stunned for a moment, the bewitching Lady Qianyu first came to her senses, she hurriedly fell to the ground, and shouted in her mouth: "The goddess of Zhaotian has appeared!" ”

Above the main hall, dozens of ghost monks woke up like a dream, all of them lay on the ground, and shouted in unison in surprise: "Zhaotian Goddess!" ”

In the eyes of the idol, the dark pupils flashed with a crazy light, and there was another shaking, and a woman's voice came from inside the idol: "Catch her!" Catch her for me! ”

This voice full of resentment and panic sounded several times in the main hall, and as the hall shook, the statue of the goddess collapsed!

All the members of the Sun Worship Cult in the temple were shocked by this strange scene!

And the volcano outside the temple suddenly let out a roar, and a large cloud of smoke erupted from the volcanic sky, accompanied by a violent shaking from inside the earth!

"Let's go! The temple is falling! A burly middle-aged man suddenly exclaimed, and then he rushed towards the outside of the hall!

A few hours later, the media around the world rushed to report that an earthquake with a magnitude of 7.9 on the Richter scale had occurred near a volcano in country R, and that the casualties and economic losses caused by the earthquake were ***. Liu Zhao said: "This is your home, how dare I, an uninvited guest, not let the master go home!" ”

Liu Zhao walked into the small courtyard, looked at the lush Xifu begonias, looked at the dusty houses, and said that it would be a lie not to be moved.

Liu Zhao's heart moved, and the snow-white figure of the big flower appeared in the courtyard out of thin air. An Yang knew that Liu Zhao was not a mortal, but he was taken aback by this magical spell again.

"Don't be afraid, it's a big flower, remember?" Liu Zhao patted An Yang, who was a little pale, and introduced softly.

"Gege, this person knows a lot!" Dahua said in a coquettish voice, standing in the courtyard and stretching her forelimbs as far forward as possible, stretching her waist for a long time.

An Yang looked at Liu Zhao in a long white dress with a wry smile, and the reality cruelly reminded him that this beautiful woman was too far away from him.

In the temple of the Sun Worship Cult of Country R, the statue of the goddess standing in the center of the temple was still gloomy and cold in the smoke.

"Still haven't found it?" Below the statue, Song Tian's sparse beard trembled slightly, and a little black glow shot out of the cloudy old eyes, looking at his subordinates kneeling on the ground viciously.

"Elder, my subordinates did their best, but that sea area is too big, and we have been looking for it for a year but have found nothing!" The man in the black power suit once again slammed his head deep into the mirror-smooth bluestone slab floor.

"Bastard! A bunch of rubbish! Song Tian's wrinkled face was full of anger, and he walked up to the man in black who was kneeling on the ground, and raised his leg to kick it.

The man in black was kicked to his feet, his body slammed into the hard wall, and he slid limpily.

As soon as he landed, the man in black didn't dare to stop, and immediately struggled to stand up, bowed deeply to Song Tian, and a trace of black-purple blood rolled down the corner of his mouth.

"Elder Bing, according to the portrait of the woman provided by Elder Xiao, someone saw this woman near Lingwu Mountain in Huaxia!" Don't dare to wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth, the man in black is finished