"Tianhe, you have helped me a lot, Xuanxiao will never forget. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will repay you for your kindness today......"

This is a sentence said by Yun Tianhe, the former team of Xuan Xiao's icebreaking, and Yun Tianhe didn't take it seriously at that time. Now that Yang Xuan said a word of heaven, Yun Tianhe only felt a sense of being deceived when he thought about it.

"What the hell am I going to do? What to do? ”

Anger, sadness, confusion and other emotions filled Yun Tianhe's mind, making him overwhelmed for a while.

Yun Tianhe's performance was seen by Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan also knew what kind of pain Yun Tianhe was suffering.

was deceived by Xuanxiao, who he regarded as his eldest brother, and hurt his best friends, this reality is too cruel.

"With your current state, even if you have that red spirit, you won't be able to support it for long," Yang Xuan looked at Han Lingsha who was like ashes again, and said, "Tianhe's mother back then, the body of the previous generation of Wangshu Sword, was also eaten by Wangshu Sword, and she died of suffering from the cold all day long. And Tianhe's father was invaded by the cold because of his luck to help his mother resist the cold, and later died. ”

"I'm going to find Big Brother!"

Yun Tianhe's face turned pale, and he got up immediately and was about to walk outside the wine store.

"Yun Tianhe, you come back for me!" Seeing this, Murong Ziying couldn't help but drink softly.

Yun Tianhe stopped, turned to look at Murong Ziying, and roared angrily, "Ziying, I want him to return the Wangshu Sword to me!" I also want him to tell me why he lied to me!! ”

This roar made everyone in the entire wine shop look sideways.

"Yun Tianhe, you better not go." Han Lingsha's face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of helplessness, "Wangshu Jian is very important to the Qionghua faction, and his eldest brother is afraid that he will not give it to you." ”

"But I can't look at Lingsha like this......" Yun Tianhe said, two lines of tears of remorse flowing from his face.

"Okay, in fact, Lingsha is not without help."

An indifferent voice sounded, and then there was a "snap", and a yellowed ancient book fell on the case.

"This is ......" Han Lingsha looked at the book in front of him that was thrown out by Yang Xuan, and when he was puzzled, he took it over and took a closer look, and read, "Atami...... The fountain of life, in charge of the power of life......"

"Atami in the Nine Springs of Shennong!" Han Lingsha's eyes suddenly lit up, and she knew what Yang Xuan's words meant.

"You know that, too?" Yang Xuan looked at Han Lingsha with some surprise, but when he thought of Han Lingsha's profession, Dao was also relieved.

"Can this save Ryosa?"

Murong Ziying was puzzled, and also took the ancient book from Han Lingsha's hand and looked at it.

"Ziying, what's written on this? You read it to me. Yun Tianhe came up and asked eagerly.

"Dao Chief, do you mean this Atami can help me?" Han Lingsha hurriedly asked as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

"I'm also about to go to the Western Regions to look for Atami, and I'll notify you if I find it."

Yang Xuan said unhurriedly, got up and walked outside the wine shop, leaving only the three people with complicated moods......

Walking through the woods, the corners of Yang Xuan's clothes crossed the green and dense leaves, making a rustling sound. Immediately, Yang Xuan's figure slowly approached the depths of the woods, and the sound of "ding dong ding dong" spring water continued to come from the front.

Walking out of the woods, Yang Xuan's face changed slightly, and what appeared in front of him was a large waterfall that was unique and cascading, and the lush jungle trees around him hid this world like an embrace.

Who would believe that on the edge of the desert in the Western Regions, there will be such an ordinary oasis that is incomparable, like a beautiful area like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Is this the effect of Atami?"

Yang Xuan stared at this world like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River and muttered softly.

Before coming here, he had seen some oases in the desert.

Not to mention the narrow area of those oases, although there are lakes and rivers, they are far less than the "waterfall" in front of them, let alone as green as the one in front of them.

"This gentleman, I wonder what you are doing here?" While Yang Xuan was pondering, an old voice came from the woods.

"Huh?" Yang Xuan turned his head to look, but saw a gray-robed old man with white hair, who walked out of the woods at some point, and was looking at him with a suspicious face.

Yang Xuan waved at the old man and said, "Old man, Poor Dao passed by here today, if it disturbs your tranquility, I hope you can forgive me." ”

"Oh," the old man squinted, looked at the young Taoist in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Are you an immortal cultivator from the Middle Plains?" ”

"Exactly."

"This vast desert in the Western Regions is comparable to the blessed land of the Central Plains. It's rare to see a cultivator like you," the old man suddenly sighed, "The last time the old man saw an immortal cultivator in the Central Plains was many years ago. ”

"Old man, the poor road travels all over the world, passing by here today, seeing the oasis here full of life, I walked in with curiosity, and I hope you ......"

"Eh, what are you talking about?" The old man waved his hand to interrupt Yang Xuan's words, and said in a deep voice, "The old man has been staying here for many years, and he has seen a lot of outsiders. ”

Yang Xuan also understood the meaning of the old man's words, and immediately gave another salute and said, "Thank you to the old man for the poor way." ”

"You're welcome, young man...... But then again, what are you here for? The old man changed his words.

Yang Xuan straightened his robe and said with a straight face, "Old man, Poor Dao is here to find that hot sea. ”

"What did you say?" The old man looked at Yang Xuan with a wary expression, and his tone was full of shock...... And a hint of anger.

Yang Xuan said leisurely, "It is rumored that there is a mobile oasis in the Western Regions, with a fixed movement trajectory, and it continues to move in a circle. ”

"Old man, don't worry, the poor Dao won't covet that Atami," Yang Xuan sensed that the old man was urging the mana in his body, and shook his head and smiled, "The Nine Springs contain the strongest spiritual power in the world, and it is the hub of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth. If you insist on getting involved, you will be damned. ”

The old man's face soothed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Then what are you looking for Atami for?" ”

"The nine springs have their own miraculous abilities, and the life force of Atami palm among them can provide an endless supply of vitality," Speaking of this, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed with a touch of confusion, and said, "The poor Dao is a cultivator, and you must also know the effect of this Atami on the Poor Dao." In addition......"

Seeing that Yang Xuan wanted to speak and stopped, the old man raised his eyebrows and said, "What else?" ”

"Poor Dao has an old friend who not long ago became the body of a magic weapon in her sect, and suffers from the cold all day long," after a pause, Yang Xuan couldn't bear to say again, "Poor Dao is looking for Atami, and he doesn't want to see her die young. ”

"What kind of sect is she?" The old man asked again.

"Kunlun Mountain Qionghua faction."

"What do you say? Qionghua faction? ”