"The savior is powerful, but we have no less blood in this wave, and we don't lose anything!"

At the head of Suzhou City, the two elders of Xuan Ming watched a sword light fly in the direction of southern Xinjiang, and the round-faced god descendant Sun Yifeng spoke.

His companion, the square-faced divine descendant Huang Xudong plucked out his ears: "Let's go to Shushan first, those guys are going to deal with the Evil Sword Immortal, and we can't always be absent." ”

"Okay, but before I leave, I'll burn another fucking fire!"

Sun Yifeng looked outside the city of Suzhou.

……

Meanwhile.

In the Lin family fort, Lin Zhenwei looked at his most proud son and sighed: "Child, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and heroes are all starting over, why can't you see through it?" ”

Lin Tiannan knelt on the ground with a resolute face: "Father, the child has seen very thoroughly, so the child wants to go to the Immortal Family Sect and seek the true Great Dao method!" ”

In the previous battle, Qing'er put it aside after the fight, but for Lin Tiannan, it was a life-changing duel.

He knew very well that the opponent did not give his best, and if he had used the ten success at the beginning of the game, he would have lost a long time ago.

And the other party is just a child a few years old.

There is no doubt that there is no sect in the rivers and lakes that can teach such disciples, only the ethereal immortal cultivation sect.

Learning martial arts can't change Lin Jiabao.

He wants to cultivate immortals.

Lin Zhenwei had a headache.

Lin Jiabao has an understanding of the world of cultivating immortals, and their ancestors worshipped a Shushan lay disciple as a teacher, and then turned what they learned into the Lin family's swordsmanship with amazing talent, which has been passed down and has become the current martial arts family.

It's just that the more he understands, the more Lin Zhenwei knows, how difficult it is for Immortal Cultivator to ask.

Don't look at the number of disciples in Shushan, but compared to the vast number of beings in the human world, it is simply rare to the extreme, plus the seventy-two immortal blessed land, the same.

And the immortal cultivation sect in this world has very little to do with the world, the disciples are generally orphans, from the small income faction, carefully trained, when he was a teenager, he practiced qi and had a small success, the sword and the blue, with Lin Tiannan's current age, into the spiritual mountains and rivers, after the test to get started, it is not impossible, but it is too late, how can it be compared to the kind of disciple who has laid the foundation since childhood?

So Lin Zhenwei didn't want his son to be ambitious, and after several persuasions, he finally became angry and locked him in the house.

But the next day, the next person came to report, and only one letter was left in the house.

This son actually ran away from home!

Lin Tiannan, who simply packed up his salute and walked out of Suzhou City, looked at the clouds on the horizon, took a deep breath, and Qing'er's starting style flashed in his mind.

Wing Chun is definitely a sect of cultivating immortals!

Shame and courage, he wants to learn Wing Chun!

……

Qing'er didn't know what kind of impact her first appearance in the world had brought to a young martial arts master.

At this time, her attention was completely on the Miao Jiang land under her feet.

The earth cracked.

Not laughing.

It's drought.

"Miaojiang is drought again? Is it related to Water Monster? ”

Huang Shang's brows also furrowed.

The main contradiction in the Miao Jiang of Xianjian is the drought and praying for rain, the reason why the black seedlings and the white seedlings are divided and killed, the provocation of the Moon Worship Sect Master is on the one hand, and the famine caused by the long-term drought is the more important one hand.

Natural disasters lead to man-made disasters, and this has been the case since ancient times, and the world of Xianxia is no exception.

However, the success of the Xianxia world in praying for rain is not that it is impossible to resolve the contradictions.

It's a pity that the drought is not only a natural disaster, but also the cause of the water monster.

It was a rather terrifying beast, not only powerful, but also immortal.

As long as there is water, it can be reborn infinitely.

In the original plot, Lin Qing'er died to seal the Water Demon Beast, and Zhao Ling'er also died to seal the Water Demon Beast.

And this is just a seal, which means that after a hundred years, maybe the water monster will reappear, stirring up trouble and bringing a huge wave of destruction to the world.

However, in Huang Shang's eyes, this represents another key research point.

Because the biggest feature of the gods and demons in the main temple is immortality and immortality.

As long as the Godhead Demon Core is not exposed, even if the gods and demons fall, they can be resurrected with the help of the Gods and Demons brand.

This is similar to the resurrection of water monsters in water.

Water is the imprint of the water monster.

So no matter whether the Water Demon Beast is making waves or not now, Huang Shang has to go and meet it for a while.

"Go to your mother first!"

When flying above Miao Village, Huang Shang pressed the sword light nearby and said to Qing'er.

"Oh!"

Qing'er twisted her small body, revealing a hint of unease.

For that mother, her senses were quite complicated.

The main thing is the relationship between the two, there is a kind of cruel plunder in it, when she grows up, her mother will lose her spiritual power and even die.

Coupled with Zixuan's sealing action, her young heart was traumatized to a certain extent, and the reincarnator also took advantage of it.

Now that we finally want to meet, of course, my mind is churning, and I can't be myself.

Huang Shang didn't say much.

This kind of thing, outsiders' explanations are actually useless, and self-righteous persuasion will only deepen the scars in the hearts of the parties.

The little girl is actually very strong, he just needs to complete the task and break the fate of Nuwa's descendants.

However, there is really not much time left for Zixuan.

When the daughter of Nuwa's descendants grows up to the age of ten, if her mother is still alive, all her spiritual power will be transferred to her daughter's body.

And Zixuan was immortal with spiritual power before, and she had lived for more than a hundred years, once the spiritual power was transferred to Qing'er's body, then she would be a mortal, and the years that had been frozen would come instantly, making her become an old woman, and then die.

Therefore, before Qing'er is ten years old, even if she can't completely break her fate, she must solve the problem of spiritual power to save Zixuan's life.

After the sword light fell, Huang Shang did not take Qing'er towards the Miao Village in a big way.

At this time, southern Xinjiang was extremely xenophobic, and because of a lot of friction with the Central Plains, the senses of the Central Plains people were very poor, and it was inevitable that unnecessary conflicts would arise when they met each other.

Why bother, you just need to give full play to the infectious power of Qing'er and meet the key people.

However, he did not stealthily like an assassin perfectly, but instead walked into the village with a glimpse of light under his feet.

The Miao people came and went without noticing.

This is another layer of application in the Dionysian realm, just like a drunken immortal, even if he doesn't perform any immortal spells, he is upside down and confused, and he is not seen by mortals at all.

Drunken fairy Mochizuki step!

Qing'er paid attention to Huang Shang's pace, showing a thoughtful look, nodded from time to time, and shifted her attention to learning martial arts.

Compared with Baozitou and Vice President, she is the best one to learn, either boxing and practice, or on the way to boxing and practice, she is simply a cultivator.

After a while, the two came to a gorgeous thatched hut.

It is not the house itself that is gorgeous, but the colorful ornaments in front of the house, and the cordyceps flowers and leaves are matched together, which has a different kind of beauty.

When Huang Shang approached, the other Gu worms didn't notice anything, but a small golden silkworm Gu flew out, flapping three pairs of wings, circling the two of them.

"Kim?"

There was a soft creeping sound from inside the house, and a little Miao girl ran out.

She has a melon seed face, beautiful facial features, skin is better than snow, she wears a deerskin hat adorned with rabbit fur on her head, she wears a Miao dress woven with light cyan silk on her body, a delicate short skirt on her lower body, and a pair of bells hanging at her ankles, which is very different from the Central Plains.

"Who are you guys?"

The girl stared at the two of them, and pear vortices appeared slightly on her cheeks, with a little childishness.

Huang Shang looked at the room: "Is your adult here?" We come to find the Holy Maiden! ”

Every generation of Nuwa's descendants is a saint of Miaojiang, and what he is referring to is Zixuan.

"How old are you, with an old-fashioned tone!"

The girl was unhappy, looked at Huang Shang, and sure enough, she was wary of his Central Plains people's dress, but turned to Qing'er, and her expression immediately became gentle: "Wow, little sister, what's your name?" ”

Qing'er saw that she had murdered Huang Shang, her little face turned away, and the girl immediately panicked: "You wait, I'll go find Master!" ”

"Holy aunt?"

Huang Shang looked at this dress, and then looked at the various rare Gu insects flying in front of the house, and guessed the identity of the owner.

The descendants of Nuwa are the saints of Miaojiang, the holy aunt is equivalent to her maidservant, and she has the position of guardian, and her identity is also passed down from generation to generation, proficient in all kinds of Gu medical skills, erudite and knowledgeable, and powerful.

The current generation of holy aunts is called a puppet mother-in-law, Qing'er was sealed by her with puppet soup, and she also unsealed Qing'er in the original plot.

In this world, Zixuan did not die at the end of the main plot of Fairy Sword III, listening to what the evil sword fairy said, she has always been located in southern Xinjiang, and it is very likely that the Holy Aunt will protect her.

"Follow me!"

After a while, the girl returned: "Master is waiting for you!" ”

Under her guidance, the three of them soon came to a misty forest from a path behind the hut.

The girl frequently turned her head along the way, wanting to pull Qing'er's little hand, but she didn't dare several times, but Qing'er took the initiative to hold her hand.

The red jade chain hanging from the edge of the girl's hat flickered, and her footsteps suddenly floated up, like walking on the clouds, huh...... The kind of walk that is serious.

After entering the forest, the breath of the beasts began to increase, and there was a faint roar of demons, but fortunately, the bells on the girl's ankles rang, and those quickly disappeared.

The speed of the three of them was extremely fast, and after a quarter of an hour, they came to the depths of the forest and saw a fiery red unicorn!

Unlike the Fire Qilin in the Wind and Cloud World that is affected by the power of chaos, this Qilin contains pure fire spirit immortal power in its body, it is a fairy beast!

The girl even said hello: "Grandpa Qilin!" ”

"You're coming, let's go in!"

Kirin replied, his voice old and weak, and nodded his head inward.

There was a semicircular enchantment, the brilliance of the five spirits flowing, and there were three figures faintly inside.

"How can there be three?"

Huang Shang was surprised.

Zixuan should be among them, and the holy aunt is also there, so who else is it?

When they were all here, there was no need to guess, he walked in with Qing'er, and sure enough, he saw a woman with goosebumps and drooping old age, standing next to a stone statue.

"Zixuan turned into a stone statue?"

"Is it him?"

Huang Shang first stared at the stone statue, and when he found that there was a strong vitality inside, and when he didn't die, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at another majestic figure standing tall.

The red hair is dazzling, the eyebrows are slender, the cloak hunts, and he is proud of the universe and the six worlds.

Other than that, there is no need for too many adjectives.

Magic Respect Building!

Chonglou has always had a good impression of Zixuan, and his own strength is not at all something that a high-star reincarnation can do, and it is unexpected and reasonable to appear here.

This figure is slightly illusory, not really here, but that coercion makes the flesh and blood will in the body wail, just like the nameless Heavenly Demon Lone Star crushing the surrounding life, it is the absolute suppression of the life form!

Huang Shang was not surprised, and carefully observed the incarnation of Chonglou, which is more powerful than the water demon beast, the demon clan directly has the characteristics of immortality and immortality, and the resurrection process is almost the same as the gods and demons in the main temple.

"Kid, you're here!"

And the voice of the holy aunt sounded at the same time, looking at Qing'er, with a look of pity between her eyebrows.

"Auntie!"

Qing'er subconsciously called out, she had a deep sense of familiarity with this old woman, and it was stronger than the mother in the stone statue, so she was about to run over.

"Don't come here!"

But the mention of the holy aunt's tone startled Qing'er.

"Huh?"

Huang Shang rolled his eyes and heard a full look of nervousness.

This enchantment has existed for a long time, and its role should be suppression, the stone statue that Zixuan turned into is the eye of the array, from the current point of view, there is no crisis that has erupted, so what is the Holy Aunt nervous about?

The holy aunt also realized her gaffe, her tone turned softened, and she spoke: "Child, the old body knows your intentions, but your mother is suppressing the Water Demon Beast and the Earth Demon Beast, you can't distract her, let's follow Ah Tang back first!" ”

Ah Tang is the name of the girl who brought them here, and she is also the personal disciple of the Holy Aunt, and she smiled at Qing'er when she heard the words.

"I want to see my mother!"

Qing'er looked at Zixuan's stone statue and didn't move under her feet.

If Zi Xuan could move, she might be hiding behind Huang Shang at this time, but now that Zi Xuan has turned into a stone statue, Qing'er has put aside her previous distracting thoughts, and some only have the blood connection between mother and daughter.

But at this moment, a force suddenly came from behind her, pulling her back.

"Brother?"

Qing'er opened her eyes and looked at Huang Shang in confusion, but saw that his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, looking directly at the shadow of Chonglou.

And the shadow of the heavy building originally looked at Zixuan's stone statue, but at this moment, it also turned around.

A pair of fiery red eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and two blades like teeth and claws extended from the wrists, revealing an extremely dangerous meaning.

The target is Qing'er.

Zixuan and Qing'er can't coexist in the world!

There can only be one complete Nuwa descendant in this world!

But for this reason, will the dignified Demon Venerable attack a child?

No!

But after the observation just now, and then referring to the private photos of Tiandao, Huang Shang felt that there was an inexplicable sense of incongruity in the shadow of Chonglou.

Before it happens, he immediately protected Qing'er behind him, and the earth spirit bead flew out of his body and fell into the five spirit wheels.

Sure enough, the next moment, a touch of blood appeared between the eyebrows of the shadow of Chonglou, and the blood blade on the wrist bloomed with black and red light, which seemed to be real and virtual, crossing the enchantment, burning the sky, and slashing at each other angrily.

……

(More on that later.) ）