Volume III

Chapter 151

When the black sun hung high in the sky, the world of the Holy Sepulchre became more and more gloomy, and the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to drop by several scales, which made people feel chilled all over the body.

The breath of death rolled on the earth, and endless ghosts could be seen converging from all directions, and their number had risen to the point that the scalp of any level of king would be numb when they saw it!

On the one hand, these ghosts have become particularly terrifying under the blessing of the gloomy aura of this place, and their combat power has soared by several levels.

On the other hand, the masters of the Holy Land and the Ancient Sect have been suppressed by the rules, and their strength has been affected to a certain extent, making it difficult to play to their full level.

The heaven and earth created by the sages seemed to have become an eerie prison, and the living in it felt a deep fear from the depths of their hearts.

For cultivators, brushing shoulders with death is actually a common thing, so generally speaking, cultivators are accustomed to a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife.

However, when the emotion of "fear" grows, it is as if a hideous evil spirit knocks on your door in the middle of the night, making you creepy!

It is an unfathomable force that invisibly sows the seeds of fear and then takes root in people's hearts.

Even the top masters of the Holy Land will inevitably have hair in their hearts.

It's a terrifying field, with ghostly dead creatures casting terrifying sights from all directions to the creatures in between!

Everyone is like a man's back, like a bloody ghost holding a blood-dripping dagger in his hand, which may appear behind you at any time and pierce you with a heart-piercing cold!

To the north of the Holy Sepulchre World, the shouts of killing are very harsh.

At this moment, the "Great Qiantian Azure Lotus Sword Array" cast by the "Xuanqing Nine Women" was still sheltering the masters of the two factions, but as the attack of the Endless Ghost became more and more rapid, the dazzling halo on the nine green lotus began to gradually lose its brilliance.

If this situation continues, it shouldn't take more than an hour, and the great array of the Xuanqing Nine Maidens will be self-defeating!

"Sect members of the Barbarian God Sect, follow me!" At this time, Long Thirteen shouted loudly, and nearly a hundred masters of the Barbarian God Sect immediately raised their arms and shouted.

"Long Daoyou, what are you going to do?" Seeing this, the Lotus Moon Fairy of the Qingyi Holy Land couldn't help frowning.

"Fellow Daoist Lianyue, I have been cultivating these iron-blooded sons for a long time, as the saying goes, raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, how can we shrink behind the fairies of your sect?"

"This is not the time to be impulsive, those ghosts outside are strong, and some of them are even afraid of you and me. The Lotus Moon Fairy stopped, "If you attack rashly, it is very likely that there will be unnecessary casualties! At that time, the situation of the two factions will only be more dangerous!"

"The fairy's kindness Long Mou has grasped it, but he has been passively defending like this, which really makes Long Mou feel aggrieved!" Long Thirteen said seriously, "Although my Barbarian God Sect is the last of the bottom-level forces, there are no people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"You...... It's really as brain-dead as ever. Fairy Lianyue looked at him for a moment and said with some surprise.

"Uh, what did the fairy say about this?" Long Thirteen was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of Fairy Lianyue's words for a long time.

"It's nothing, if you insist on leading the masters of your faction to attack the enemy, the little girl will not stop you. Lotus Moon Fairy's eyes flickered a few times, and she said calmly, "But if the situation is dangerous, don't put yourself in danger!"

"Okay, Fairy Long Mou took this to heart!" Long Thirteen hugged his fists, and then flew out, shouting heroically: "Barbarian God Sect, it's time for us to show our skills!"

Nearly a hundred masters of the Barbarian God Sect burst out with an astonishing momentum, like an erupting volcano, instantly flying out from between the masters of the two factions, like bright meteors facing the oncoming army of ghosts!

The Lotus Moon Fairy quietly looked at Long Thirteen's back, and her eyes looked a little complicated.

I still remember that year on Baima Lake, the boy was already reckless, and often plunged into the lake for half a day and disappeared.

The girl who called the embroidery girl sat in the weaving mill by the lake, stepping on the spinning waterwheel, and looked at him with a quiet smile on her face.

Occasionally, there was a splash of water, and the boy suddenly came out of the water, holding a fat big fish in his hand, and said that he would give it to the embroidery girl for dinner.

Looking at the young man's silly smile, the embroidery girl often laughed at him, and the young man always touched the back of his head and secretly muttered, "It's so good-looking."

A white horse slipped away after a few years, the embroidered lady was waiting to be married, but the young man never came to the door to propose, that year the young man was 17 years old, and the embroidered girl was 28 years old.

In the second year, the government and the opposition were in turmoil, the vassal king rebelled, and the young man was conscripted to the front line and became a soldier.

The embroidered lady said yes, and she did not forget the teenager in her heart, and this wait is three years.

Spring goes to autumn, the war is over, the rebellion of the vassal king is about to subside, and the embroidery girl heard from the returnees that the young man was made a general because of his great military achievements. Zero-One Reading Network

The embroidery girl did not forget the young man's entrustment back then, and waited for the young man's triumph, but she never heard from her.

Suddenly, a white-haired old woman visited, saying that she had a shocking physique, and she could break through the world and become an immortal, and she wanted to take the embroidered girl to go to the immortal sect together.

The embroidery girl looked forward to the young man's return, and she was not allowed in her heart, but the old woman laughed at her for being an idiot, all kinds of love in the world were doomed, and she wanted to coerce the embroidery girl to go.

The embroidery girl was forced to die, and only made an agreement with the old woman, if the embroidery girl was nineteen years old on June 18, the young man did not return, and the old woman wished.

The old woman felt sorry for her, so she left alone.

On June 18, that day was sunny and rainy, the water was shining, and the rain curtain was slanting.

The embroiderer, as always, weaves brocades in front of the waterwheel, occasionally looking to the east.

On that day, the embroidery girl sat for a day and a night, and did not wait for the teenager.

The next day, the old woman came as promised, smiled and said that the embroidery girl did not answer, left with tears, and the old woman went to the clouds and entered the fairy mountain.

After a while, a young man came hesitantly, his hair was scattered, if a fierce god was evil, looking at the empty and lonely weaving workshop, beating his chest and feet, he couldn't let go of it for a long time.

It turned out that on that day, the young man had already rushed back day and night, wanting to marry an embroidery girl as his wife and go to Baitou together.

But I didn't want to, I met an old woman halfway, so that the immortal decree was sleepy and wandering, and he couldn't wake up for a long time.

In the dream, he saw the embroidered girl, saying that the two of them would not be long in time, and if the young man could come on time, he would never see each other again.

The young man woke up, quickly whipped his horse, and returned to his heart like an arrow, but he was already separated from the beauty in this life.

After that year, the imperial court was in frequent troubles, the emperor ignored the government and politics, and the people between the government and the opposition were already scattered, and the people betrayed their relatives.

On that day, the young man immediately crossed the sword, went straight into the long hall, beheaded the monarch on the imperial chair, and set up his surname "Dragon" and his name "Thirteen".

There is a divine light rushing to the sky, the fairy shadow is sufficient, the people chant to go to the immortals, and the dragon thirteen rises into the air, like becoming an immortal in the daytime.

The dynasty changes, the heroes compete for each other, and things are wrong.

The embroidered girl entered the holy land of Xianshan, knew its name "Qingyi", and begged the old woman to cast a spell to collect the past dust.

The old woman knew that her dust was not broken, so as she wished, she used a secret method to seal her memory and change her appearance, and gave her the name "Lotus Moon", which is the proud daughter of the Qingyi Holy Land in the future.

Long Thirteen entered the cultivation realm, because of his detached physique, which was extremely suitable for the Barbarian God Sect's exercises, so he took it as the core and cultivated it with all his might, and finally became the mainstay of the Barbarian God Sect.

In the past twenty years, Lianyue has cultivated the Qingyi Holy Land Treasure Forgetful Heavenly Book, and has cultivated to the eighth layer at an unprecedented speed, which is only one step away from the ninth layer of "Taishang Forgetfulness".

Dragon Thirteen is still the Dragon Thirteen, but the embroidery girl is no longer the embroidery girl.

The divine skill broke through, the seal of Lianyue's memory was broken, and the past years came like a tide.

The Book of Forgetfulness was unresolved, and the previous generation of Qingyi Holy Maiden Lotus Moon Fairy suddenly stopped before the ninth layer of Taishang forgot her love.

She didn't know if Long Thirteen still had the embroidery girl who often teased him in the market, and she didn't know if the embroidery girl who had been looking forward to the return of the young man was still alive.

It's just that the five flavors are mixed together, which makes people inevitably have distracting thoughts.

Long Thirteen has not changed at all, he is still reckless and stupid, but only Xiuniang knows that his stupidity is not really stupid, but he is stupid and cautious.

It's like the fish on the White Horse Lake, the fish held by the young man is the same from beginning to end, and the embroidery girl has never broken it.

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This chapter is a bit strangely written, and in short, a little indescribable

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