A terrifying soul thought pierced Xiao Wendao's sea of knowledge. He felt a pain in the sea, and blood oozed from his eyes.

The coffin of the ruins turned into a building and hung above the "Begonia Tower".

The small coffin turned out to be a small world, a small world that made Xiao Wendao frightened.

Li Zhong's face was covered with blue and black blood marks in an instant, like a powerful ghost in the legendary Netherworld. His pupils were covered with blood, and the "Sansheng Blood Bell" in his palm fell to the ground at once.

Like an overnight flower, the decay as far as the eye can see, the withering wither.

"Li Zhong... Xiao asked, his mouth was hoarse, and he called Li Zhong, who was "infatuated".

"Ahh Li Zhong looked up to the sky and roared, and the green silk stood up towards the sky, looking at the pavilion turned into a coffin like a mad demon.

In the middle of the ruined tower, there was a soul thorn like a needle, and it stabbed in the soul sea of Xiao Wendao.

On the verge of the soul rampant, the last clear path in the sea of his consciousness was about to sink into this soul thorn.

Li Zhong volleyed into the air, turning into a cloud of black smoke and heading towards the ruined building on that side.

Xiao asked, a tense soul thought, and the moment Li Zhong rose from the sky, he was completely confused in a sea of souls.

In an instant, he had passed twenty-one years.

"A little bit of a mess... The Ninth Remnant. I... Wait a minute. An intermittent woman's voice rang out in Xiao Qian's soul sea.

Is that the sound of firecrackers, or the muffled thunder of heaven and earth...

Xiao asked, looking at the blood-colored ruin of life, or the corners of his mouth that pretended to be evil were raised, and he was sucked into the ruin of life.

I don't believe in command, otherwise what would you want me to do!

A firm and crisp voice rose in Xiao Wenwen's ears, and he looked at a woman in pale green water sleeves.

It was like a bronze mirror between him and the woman. It's just that he's looking in the mirror, but it's not "him" in the mirror.

"Hehuan Road... Hehuan said. You listen to the name of Taoism, but it is a serious place to cultivate. An old man with a white beard looked at the girl and said angrily.

"Why not, you see that Yuxu Daozun is also a big man. I want to cultivate, I want you and your mother to live forever. The girl's eyes were full of determination, and her face was stubborn.

"Who doesn't know that the old nun of the fish void is the origin of the wind and dust Qinglou, and what he understands is the art of the room. What yin and yang hugging the moon··· But it's all third-rate Taoism. The old man exclaimed, his face full of anger.

"But... Why don't you also go to the Wind and Dust Flower Building, and also look at the Book of Caves. As soon as the girl said this, she was stunned.

The old man's face moved, and he raised his hand to hit it, only to see the woman with her little face up, staring straight at the old man's face.

"I'm a man... It's different from women. As soon as the old man said this, his eyes were ruthless.

"Different... Different. What's the difference, it's just that you're paranoid in your heart. The girl's face was indignant, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

"San'er, tie her up. As soon as the old man called, a man came in.

It was one of her mothers and brothers, carrying a hemp rope, which was kind of binding her in the room.

Another half a year passed, but it was a candle in the cave room.

"Lady... A man exclaimed.

She knew that he was an oil seller, and she also knew that she was only worth "five cents of silver". But she didn't accept her fate, she was in the red cave room that night.

It was the pain of pain, and she didn't say a word. She doesn't admit her fate, and she doesn't admit her fate to death.

After three years, the oil seller carried a bamboo whip and said: "Like a dead fish, it is better for Widow Zhang to serve people, she is a woman." ”

A shallow oil seller, compare her to a widow. She was miserable in her heart, but she still refused to accept her fate.

The oil seller bought a copy of the "Fenghua Spring Night Sutra" from the market, squatted on the bed, and learned the diagram on the Spring Night Sutra.

The slightest disobedience is a severe beating.

The blood seeped on the bed and the brocade quilt, and she curled up aside... Looking at the blood on the bamboo whip, it has not faded yet.

I can't die, I want to cultivate!

Cultivate the way of eternal life, cultivate the way that tramples the men of the world under their feet!

After five years of going again, the oil seller brought a man with triangular eyes from outside the door, put her on his shoulder and walked out.

She knew that she was only worth three cents.

Day and night were bumpy, and the man with the triangular eyes was also endlessly demanding along the way.

She groaned in her heart, she trampled my body... And how to trample on my soul.

Nishang Mountain, so beautiful!

She didn't know that the man with the triangular eyes had brought her to the "Hehuan Dao Sect". There was some gratitude in her heart, and she didn't think the man was hateful.

In front of the Dao Gate of the Hehuan Taoist Sect, there stood a female cultivator dressed in pale blue clothes, with a beautiful face.

She looked at her with a smile, her clothes were messy, and she pulled her plain hand and said, "Come, eat enough first." ”

Among the Hehuan Taoist sects, there are no less than hundreds of thousands of female Taoists who cultivate. On Nishang Mountain, the female Taoists of the monastic are all holding * books, or on the stone steps, or in the pavilion.

In the Hehuan Taoist Sect, although it is pure and bitter... But she was very satisfied in her heart.

Kneel down as a teacher!

Her master's name is "Yiyue" Taoist, and she has more than one apprentice under her, and there are no less than 100 people who worship with her.

"Su Shuying of Phantom Moon Peak has become an immortal couple with Lu Dai Dao of Tiantong Dao Sect, you can envy it. Michito Izuki said.

"Hmm. "All of them are bowed.

Xiao asked, and then looked at the Yiyue Daoist in the bronze mirror, and then remembered that she was the female Daoist of the Hehuan Dao Sect.

"Only by cultivating the Tao diligently can we achieve the Great Way. Yiyue Daoren said, and came to teach her the way.

Raise the sword and cultivate, chivalrous and fragrant.

She was on the Nishang Mountain, carrying the short sword, and she didn't want to put it down even when she slept.

The way of the sword is getting longer, but in just half a year, she has won many of her peers. She stood on top of the green peak, watching the lonely moon hang high.

After three years of entry, he went to the "Flowing Immortals" competition of the Hehuan Taoist Sect.

The same door is more than kendo cultivation, than calligraphy and painting. There is also a beautiful dance posture of Biman, and it is more than a soft waist and lying.

She practiced kendo diligently, and ranked among the top three in the Liuxian competition.

"Wonderful... Wonderful. A Taoist in his forties looked at her and praised her.

"The people of the Taoist Dao are really happy and happy. The fish void Dao Venerable exclaimed.

"Heh, like a fish in water, the Xuanmen Dao Sect, the Hehuan Dao Sect is by no means idle. The Taoist said, looking at her eagerly.

Like a fish in water, it is a fish in the water... Or the water is in the fish.

The heavenly immortals are what she dreams of.

And then, she believed in her fate!

She felt that marrying an immortal couple with a Jixu Taoist was the best life in the world.

Unfortunately, she believed in the wrong fate.

A Taoist gate called "Qingxuanmen" is the sect of Jixu Taoist.

She didn't know what a "furnace ding" was, and then she realized that it was the Hehuan Dao of the Hehuan Dao sect.

Test poison, collect yin, refine the soul, and replenish yang.

That person is just a casual cultivator, and his cultivation is "Dan Dao".

It is still the most third-rate Dan Dao, and what is refined is only the pill used in the room technique. As soon as he tasted the pill, he used her as the pill to test the pill.

When she closed her eyes and died, she watched the short sword that the Taoist was holding her in a cloak, stabbing her body one by one.

"Slut... Sluts. The Taoist scolded angrily, and lay on the ground with bloodshot eyes.

She used his elixir and poisoned him!

Ten thousand ants devour their hearts, but it's okay!

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I don't believe in fate, and if I do, what use do I do?

She went through nine lifetimes of reincarnation, and the resentment in her heart was refined into a spirit. She was resentful in her heart, resentful of the injustice of the world.

"If heaven makes me a ghost, I will be the most ruthless ghost in the world. As she spoke, she met someone.

The man was covered in a black robe, with only a pair of green pupils, which she vaguely remembered.

"If you are a spirit master, you can stand in an immortal body. The man said.

Immortality, this is the way she wants!

Reshaping her body, she became an immortal void person. And she hides hatred in her heart, so she wants to eliminate it.

The scenery of Nishang Mountain is still so beautiful!

She was dressed in a red shirt and carried a coffin on her shoulder. It's the coffin of the Heavenly Coffin of the Ruins, and she is here to die.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate of the Hehuan Taoist Sect, he looked at the grass and trees of the sect step by step.

"What a demon. "An old Taoist, volleying in the sky at the peak of the Neon Clothes of the Hehuan Taoist Sect.

"Hmph... Downrunners. She opened the coffin of the coffin of the ruins of life. The old man drew his sword and slashed, and a sword stabbed her in the heart, but there was no blood.

"Your sword... It's shorter. She groaned.

This sentence is a joke that circulates in the Hehuan Taoist Sect. It is also a joke between men and women.

Lao Dao stabbed his eyebrows and pierced his heart.

"Your sword is really short. She spoke, her eyes glowing with stars.

"You... Lao Dao met her eyes and turned into a dry bone.

"A little bit of a mess... Soul Drain. She groaned in her mouth, and the soul of the old Tao was scattered in the heavenly coffin of the ruins of life.

All the people of the Hehuan Dao Sect turned into pink skeletons at her thought.

"I'm going to let all of you go with me to Netherworld Purgatory. As she spoke, she included all the female cultivators of the Hehuan Dao Sect in the Heavenly Coffin of the Destiny Ruin.

Lock the soul, accept the life!

The Hehuan Taoist Sect disappeared overnight on Nishang Mountain.

It is the Louque of the Hehuan Taoist Sect, and she is also included in the coffin of the ruins.

Drawing the soul is qi, refining the soul is the way.

She has refined into the "Ninth Spirit Lord", the spirit master who controls the soul of the world!

Boom.

In a moment, Xiao asked, and the "bronze mirror" in front of him disappeared in front of him, as if watching his soul leave his body.

She emerged from the bronze mirror.

It was still the building that the Heavenly Coffin of the Fate Ruin, and she was in front of Xiao Wendao.

The little black dragon Chunchun looked at the "Spirit Lord" in front of him, and his eyes froze. Stretch out the index finger of your right hand and poke it at the center of the man's eyebrows.

"Hmph... She snorted.

Little Black Dragon Chunchun said lightly: "It turns out that you are really alive. ”

"The coffin of fate is a world of its own. If I don't let you out, none of you will be able to get out. She said lightly, the blood mark on her eyebrows became more and more treacherous.

If the cultivation is lost, even a grain of fire cannot be summoned.

"Who the hell are you. Xiao asked in a deep voice.

"Who am I... He doesn't know. She said, glancing at Qin Zhiyan, who was unbelievable.

Qin Zhiyan's face was blurred with flesh and blood, and he said in a trembling voice: "The master of the Cangyue Immortal Venerable of the Qiankun Cave... Immortal begonias. ”

Begonia, a name that has not been mentioned for many years!