Chapter 490: Painting Skin and Painting Heart (40)

Everyone looked at Mingmei in shock, who is she, and the freshmen can send it if they say it?

Although Bai Yu was shocked by the vast spiritual power and couldn't open his eyes, he felt everyone's words and reactions in his heart one by one.

His heart fluttered slightly, and then he calmed down.

After all, it has long been shocked.

Minghuang stopped crying, laughing, and silently looked at Mingmei.

Bright eyebrows. "You don't believe in this seat?"

Ming Huang smiled miserably. "Faith! I have nothing, you can take this life at your fingertips, I believe everything you say......"

She was silent, "I don't deserve to have a new life, I have no father, no mother, no sisters and brothers, no relatives and clansmen, this wish is fulfilled, I have been trapped in the dark clan all my life, I have never seen the outside world, if you allow it, and let me see the outside world before I die." ”

"This seat satisfies you." Mingmei's expression was faint, as if she had guessed that Minghuang would choose this way.

She casually popped out a little glimmer of light, and under the moistening of the light, the torn dantian of the Ming Huang was quickly repaired as usual, but there was an extra dark flame mark in her lower abdomen, carrying the sins of her life, and she would attack from time to time, and she was in pain.

Minghuang's memory was erased, and a pair of eyes changed from pain, to surprise, confusion, and then pure and clean, like a new life.

Mingmei waved her hand and sent her out of the main hall, tore open the enchantment, sent her out of the dark realm, and went straight to the cultivation realm......

A strong wind carried her across the vast land of the cultivation realm, and when she reached a mortal residence, the wind stopped, threw her down, and dispersed.

Street.

Busy.

Everyone was startled by the woman who fell from the sky, and they stopped to watch.

Good Samaritans surrounded her to see if she was hurt.

Minghuang woke up faintly, bathed in the skylight, her expression was in a trance, she forgot where she came from, only remembered that she was alone, called Minghuang.

……

After Bai Yu woke up.

The name of the Lord of the Dark Realm has fallen on his head.

After these things, the elders of the Dark Realm, the Dharma Protectors, and the clan did not stop the matter of going out of the mountain anymore, and they couldn't stop it anyway, so it was better to simply obey.

After three days of chaos.

The Dark Clan, who had been in the world for thousands of years, came out of the mountain again.

Mingmei and Bai Yu led everyone to tear apart the enchantment, through the long dark corridor, and came to the cultivation realm......

The fresh and free wind of the outside world made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

After they left, not long after, the entire dark realm collapsed, and the bubbling dark aura poured out from the enchantment, mixing with the aura of the cultivation realm, subtly changing the attributes of the aura.

That day.

The entire cultivation realm was surging.

The combination of dark aura and spiritual power was visibly viscous, like substance......

The entire earth roared and roared, and the spiritual veins and spiritual essence trembled and erupted.

Someone broke through the cultivation that had been stagnant for hundreds of years in an instant.

The once disabled monster found that his disability was slowly getting better, and his transformation into a human was also intact.

A new era was born.

After the people of the Dark Clan arrived on the island, they thought that they would have to travel a long way to reach the cultivation realm, but who expected that a bright bridge of light like jade and lightning appeared at the feet of everyone.

Everyone got on the bridge in a trance, but they arrived at Linxian Gate in an hour......

The way everyone looked at the bright eyes changed.

I always thought that the birth of the Dark Clan would change the world and the world, but now it seems that with this great god here, they can't set off any storms at all.

However, it's okay to do this, they can't set off the wind and waves, and others can't set off the wind and waves.

Everyone can live their lives in peace and stability, and no one can help anyone.

The mood of the people in Linxianmen is very complicated.

They were only people in the Xianmen in the past, and then the people of the Demon Sect came to call them brothers and brothers, and then later, the demon clan came to call them brothers and brothers, and now, the dark clan also came, and they also wanted to call them brothers and brothers......

They're really ...... It's too hard.

Linxian Gate was chaotic for many days, and finally settled all the people.

Bai Yu made it clear to several dark clan elders that they could leave on their own and set up their own sect.

As soon as several dark clan elders calculated, there was a signboard of the Linxian Gate here, and no one dared to disrespect them.

Therefore, he didn't plan to leave, and set the Dark Clan as a branch of Linxianmen, just hoping that Mingmei and Bai Yu could shelter them.

For this reason, everyone saw all kinds of small stammers in the bright light.

The dough was very red-eyed, and a group of people rushed to hug their thighs.

It's just that this is the cultivation realm, and its functions such as buying, buying, buying, negotiating, and PS can't be enabled, and it can't brush up on the presence of the host at all......

Dough hugged his weak, pitiful and helpless self and howled loudly.

It's such a miserable system.

Mountaintop.

Feng Jin looked at the lively crowd at the bottom of the mountain and sighed, when will he be able to go down.

A fox beside him said lightly: "Senior brother, don't panic, I was punished for thirty years of retreat, and you are only eighteen years, which is very short, it is very easy to cultivate, as soon as you close your eyes, you will practice, and you will finish refining as soon as you fight your eyes...... Hey, junior brother, don't go, I haven't finished my sentence yet, hey...... Junior brother, junior brother......"

Feng Jin: "Get out...... Get away from me...... Sao fox, you pester me again, see if I don't kill you......"

……

Mingmei convened the Xianmen Conference.

Explain the disputes between the dark clan and the cultivation realm one by one, and explain the consequences caused by this to everyone clearly.

Naturally, everyone did not dare to disbelieve it.

These days, they have all tasted the sweetness, and their personal cultivation has benefited.

I used to think that my cultivation was at the end, but now I realize that there is still a long, long way to go, and during this time, I obviously feel that the speed of cultivation is much faster, and even the quality of spiritual power is different, much purer than before.

Those monsters who are in the middle of the earth prove that Mingmei's words are true.

For the people of the Dark Clan, compared to living in the Dark Realm in the past, the Cultivation Realm outside is obviously a broader world, and there are obviously more opportunities and immortals.

The people obeyed the edict and swore that they would never slaughter the Dark.

The Dark Clan also swore that they would never fight with the Immortal Gate.

As for the fact that the dark clan's cultivation speed is fast and cannot control itself, Mingmei corrected the defects of the dark exercises one by one, and from then on, the dark exercises were more gentle and upright, greatly reducing the chance of going mad.

After this busyness, many years have passed in a flash.

……

Eighteen years later.

Feng Jin came down from the mountain he had thought about, and a fox reluctantly said goodbye to him.

Feng Jin resisted the urge to kill the fox and quickly flew down the mountain.

He wanted to return to his master, the dream of the past between Yan Yan and Lan Mingmei, which had been haunting him for the past eighteen years, and he couldn't forget it, and he didn't want to forget it.

Only when he returns to his master's side will his restless heart become more comfortable.

He quickly came to the bright dormitory, and silently placed the phoenix orchid he picked in front of the door.

He felt that he was about to become Feng Wanglan, and his eyes could probably only stop at Shizun for the rest of his life.