In the main hall, the quiet falling needles could be heard, the candle flame swayed violently, and Beishui Zhenjun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he was full of essence in the silent sky.

Facing that gaze, Zheng Yu'er stepped forward and said respectfully: "Beishui Zhenjun, farewell for a few days, but don't come unharmed, Yu'er is polite." ”

"Yu'er?" Beishui Zhenjun's calm face suddenly appeared with an ecstatic look, and he got up and stepped forward and said, "What? You...... Have you condensed the golden pill? ”

"Not bad!" Zheng Yu'er nodded her head and said in a deep voice: "Yu'er was favored by the True Monarch of Middle Earth, and was rewarded with the Golden Pill, and was promoted to the Golden Pill True Monarch and awarded the title of Heavenly Feather True Monarch. ”

Beishui Zhenjun was slightly stunned, and said in a trembling voice: "Yu'er, the true monarch of Middle Earth will reward you with the golden pill, do you know what is the meaning of the Dao?" ”

Zheng Yu'er's expression was indifferent, and the Buddha recounted something he didn't want to do, and said in a calm tone: "The golden pill is a congratulatory gift from the monarch's father to reward the true monarch of Middle Earth, and the meaning contained in it is naturally self-evident, only the disciples of the head of the Ascending Immortal Gate are eligible to get the Golden Pill, and the true monarch of the Middle Earth wants Yu'er to take charge of the Ascending Immortal Gate." ”

"Yu'er is right, the true monarch of Middle-earth has this intention." Beishui Zhenjun's face was full of joy, and he said in a deep voice: "Among the three deputy heads of this sect, Ren'er is more than prudent, but his courage is insufficient, and his talent is extremely mediocre. And Wei'er is extremely capable, but he is arrogant and arrogant, and his behavior is reckless, but his virtue is debatable. ”

Speaking of which, at this point. Her eyes were blazing. He said in an accentuated tone: "Only Yu'er, you, are not only extremely talented, but also have excellent ability and character, and you are really the right person to be the head of the Ascending Immortal Sect. ”

Zheng Yu'er's expression was unshocked, and she seemed to be indifferent to the throne of the head of the Ascension Immortal Sect, she just frowned and groaned silently, and only said in a half-loud voice: "Beishui Zhenjun, that day, he fought with the Violent Bear True Monarch of the Ten Thousand Beasts Valley of the Great Rong Country. But I don't know what the result is? ”

Beishui Zhenjun's face changed slightly, and he recovered from being immersed in joy, and said with palpitations: "Storm Bear Zhenjun is worthy of being the elder of the six beasts of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and his strength is already at the peak of the early stage of Jindan. Ben Zhenjun was not his opponent, he escaped death from serious injuries and used the Xuanbing Turtle Breath Method to heal his injuries, but by the time his divine consciousness regained his senses, he was already here. ”

Zheng Yu'er's expression suddenly changed slightly, the Xuanbing Turtle Breath could close the six senses, and the self-consciousness entered a state of suspended animation, and then avoided the pursuit of the enemy cultivators, if it were not for the dangerous moment when life and death were hanging by a thread, he would definitely not take the liberty of using this method.

Kitamizu Majun observed her expression. Instead, he said in a strange voice: "Yu'er, why is Ben Zhenjun in Daxing City?" Didn't you come to the rescue? ”

"Of course not!" Zheng Yu'er shook her head suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Some time ago, Yu'er had left Daxing City, and under the guidance of the True Monarch of Middle Earth, she was condensing the golden pill in the Middle Earth Peak of the Ascension Immortal Gate, and she did not leave for a moment. ”

"That's weird." Beishui Zhenjun was full of confusion, frowning and puzzled: "The situation at that time was nine deaths, Ben Zhenjun thought that he was going to bury his bones in the wilderness, but he didn't expect to be able to pick up his life. But I don't know who helped?

Zheng Yu'er's expression became solemn, and she said in a categorical tone: "In Daxing City, if someone can rescue the True Monarch, that person must be the head of the Wuji Gate, Mo Wentian. ”

"What? You mean the real thing? Beishui Zhenjun was full of disbelief, shook his head and said: "Back then, it was on the eight hundred days of the True Monarch of Middle Earth. This person won the first place in the Divine Power Competition, and he is indeed a cultivation wizard who has not been seen in Yunzhou for thousands of years. And in just a few years, it seems that he has already cultivated the foundation of the Great Perfection, but he is definitely not the opponent of the Violent Bear True Monarch. ”…,

"Wuji Zhenren is a person who can make the impossible possible, Yu'er believes in him!" Zheng Yu'er's face was full of tenderness, and her beautiful eyes were already rippling, and she said categorically: "At this juncture, he should not be far from Daxing City, and Yu'er will go to find him back." ”

Beishui Zhenjun is from the past, how can he not see her thoughts? Immediately, his eyebrows furrowed, and he sighed and said: "If Wuji Zhenren saves Ben Zhenjun, he will naturally repay him with his life, Yu'er will find him, even if Ben Zhenjun gives up all his resources, he will help him become a Jindan Dacheng." ”

Zhengguo Yunzhou, Bishan Wuji Peak, the sky is clear and the Buddha is clear, there is no trace of clouds, and the earth is shrouded in dazzling sun.

The summit of Wuji Peak is in the middle of the scorching sun, and the meditation room built on it shines with colorful light under the reflection of the scorching sun.

A long roar of a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar, Mo Wentian stepped out of the meditation room, it seemed that the heaven and earth were magnified in front of his eyes, looking down on the peaks of the mountains, and all things appeared in front of him.

Gu Aoxue led Bian Xuri to step forward, knelt on one knee on the ground, and shouted respectfully: "Congratulations to the head of Jindan Dacheng, from now on immortal and eternal immortality." ”

Mo Wentian nodded silently, but suddenly, a touch of abnormality flashed across his face, and he waved his sleeves to help the two of them up, and said in a solemn tone: "Bian Xuyue, you immediately go to the sect teleportation array and bring the Qian Hall Master to the Wuji Palace." ”

"Yes, the disciple obeys!" Bian Xuyue said yes, but in her heart, she was a little strange, isn't Qian Yucheng in Qingzhou now? How do you return to the sect at this time? Moreover? p> type throwing salary, nuo model, gray reed, amy, stupid, I actually flattered the sedan chair, the sedan chair, the rui, the emperor, the spade, the ditch, the Mou Zhao, the Qin Pon, the Narui, the words, the craggy, the barren, the Xing, the Tao, the run, the law, the sword, the sword, the glutinous camel, the p>

Gu Aoxue seemed to be aware, frowned and said, "Senior Brother in charge, what happened?" ”

Mo Wentian stared at Bian Xuyue's distant back, and said in a deep voice: "Qian Yucheng is afraid that something will happen, let's go to the sect hall to see him." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his long sleeves and floated down the mountain.

Gu Aoxue's face was full of melancholy, and she chased forward step by step, and followed Mo Wentian to the sect hall.

Bian Xuyue has already built a foundation and cultivated, and his mana is naturally far better than before, and the Buddha is full of wind under his feet, and in just a moment, he has already arrived at the Wuji Peak Teleportation Array.

In front of the teleportation array, there were bursts of heart-rending screams, Qian Yucheng was a balloon that was inflated, his clothes were all torn, and blood overflowed from his skin, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

At this time, the person in charge of guarding the teleportation array was Wu Zhensheng, a disciple of the inner sect, how could he have experienced the battle in front of him? He had already been frightened and lost his square inch, and when he was helpless, he saw Bian Xuyue rushing towards him, and suddenly shouted loudly as if he had a backbone: "Senior Sister Bian, the big thing is not good, ...... the master of the Qian Hall?" ”

Before he finished speaking, suddenly a strong wind swept in front of him, and Bian Xuyue had already taken Qian Yucheng in his hand and turned into a violent wind and ran away.

Wu Zhensheng's face was full of disbelief, and he didn't believe his eyes, so he exclaimed in surprise: "Senior Sister Bian, the vision of heaven and earth just now, have you already succeeded in building the foundation?" ”

Bian Xuyue was already very anxious at this time, but where could he care about talking, he just held Qian Yucheng in his hand like a child, and rushed towards the main hall of the sect like a child, since the head of the sect wanted to take him over by himself, there would definitely be a way to save him.

Qian Yucheng was held in her hand, only to feel that the surrounding scenery was reversed, facing the gust of wind, his head was sober, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable, and said loudly: "Senior Sister Bian, it turns out that you have successfully built the foundation, but it is gratifying and congratulatory, and it is worthy of the painstaking cultivation of Senior Brother." ”

Bian Xuyue hurriedly shouted, "Senior Brother Qian, how do you feel?" Why did you come back like this? ”…,

"I thought my junior sister hated me, but I didn't expect to be anxious." Qian Yucheng smiled, pouted and said: "Senior brother's current appearance is not very good-looking, I am a little sorry for my junior sister's eyes, it is really an unforgivable sin." ”

Bian Xuyue was angry and ridiculous, and said helplessly: "Senior Brother Qian, when has it been?" What are you kidding? What the hell is going on? ”

Qian Yucheng didn't care at all, his eyes looked at her stupidly, and he said greedily: "Senior Sister Bian, you are really good-looking, that Zi Zhen is just a piece of dung in front of you, if he can fight with you before he dies, Senior Brother will die without regrets." ”

Bian Xuyue suddenly trembled with anger, and was about to throw him away, but she was reluctant, so she had to blush: "Senior Brother Qian, don't talk about bastards again, otherwise Senior Sister will really stop caring about you." ”

Qian Yucheng's expression suddenly darkened, shook his head and sighed: "Senior Sister Bian, Senior Brother is just joking, how can he ruin your innocence before he dies?" If Senior Brother can't give you a future, he won't take away your body, Senior Brother is a rotten life, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies, but he can't affect you. ”

Bian Xuyue was a little moved in her heart, and immediately persuaded her with kind words: "Senior Brother Qian, you won't die like this, the head of the family has been promoted to Jindan Zhenjun, and he will definitely have a way to save your life." ”

"What?" Qian Yucheng's face twisted like ecstasy, and he hissed and roared: "The master's achievement of Jindan is really a great joy, Wujimen dominates the world, it is just around the corner, but it's a pity that senior brother can't witness it with his own eyes." ”

As soon as his words fell, Bian Xuyue had already stepped into the hall, and at the moment she landed, the awe-inspiring coercion surged like a tide, dull and breathless, and the source of coercion came from the middle of the front of the hall, where there was a person standing in his hand, and the afternoon sun stretched his shadow a long time, which seemed quite mysterious.

Gu Aoxue stood in front of her back, looking at Qian Yucheng, who was covered in blood, with a frightened look on her face, her mouth moved slightly, and her mouth opened, as if she wanted to speak and stopped.

Bian Xuyue put Qian Yucheng on the ground, stepped forward gently, and said respectfully: "Master, Elder Gu, the disciple has brought Qian Yucheng here." ”

Looking at the back of the high mountain, Qian Yucheng only felt that his mood was surging, and he had long forgotten the pain in his body, and suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted: "Qian Yucheng, the master of the internal affairs hall, meet the head of the house, and wish the head of Jindan Dacheng, from now on the immortal blessings will be enjoyed forever, ten thousand will be immortal, the four seas will surrender, and the whole world will be respected." ”

The figure turned around slowly, the afternoon sun sprinkled on his face, flashing with bursts of mysterious light, his eyes pierced like electricity, and he laughed coldly: "Qian Yucheng, you are already dying, and you are still such a flamboyant tongue." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )