"It's time to go"

In the depths of the Ancient Forbidden Land, a pleasant female voice sounded, with a hint of coercion in her flat tone.

In the bronze giant coffin, Yang Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the small coffin, was intoxicated by the law of the Great Dao in the small bronze coffin, raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes that had been closed for many days, and showed a little impatience.

At this moment, there is a slender figure standing behind him, she is dressed in white, her black hair is like a waterfall, neatly draped down, and the whole person seems to have walked out of an ancient painting!

On that day, after Yang Xuan brought Wu Shi back from the strange world, he casually gave him a pot of "Jade Liquid Qiong Jelly", and after inadvertently revealing the culprit of the Holy Body curse, Yang Xuan returned to the Ancient Forbidden Land.

With a beginningless nature, the day he becomes an immortal is the time when the underworld and the hegemonic body are erased from the world.

Although Yang Xuan, as a holy body, should take action to clean up the underworld and avenge the holy body, this kind of thing is still left to Wu Shi to do.

After all, the enmity of parents is not shared.

After returning to the Ancient Forbidden Land, Yang Xuan saw that the Empress in White was still in retreat and impacting the Red Dust Immortal, so he ran to the bronze coffin to enlighten the Tao.

Anyway, being idle is idle, so it's better to take advantage of this time to cultivate.

"You've become an immortal?"

Yang Xuan got up and looked at the white-clothed empress in front of him, feeling the aura on her body, which was different from the past, and said lightly.

"Hmm"

The empress tapped her head lightly, and every move was not contaminated with the slightest smell of fireworks.

Relying on the peach given to her by Yang Xuan, the empress used the huge immortal mass to unite all her physical bodies and become an immortal in the red dust.

"You can't escape the law of true fragrance!"

Yang Xuan complained in his heart, took out a black jar from the dantian and threw it to the empress.

At first glance, it looks like an ordinary jar. But if you look closely, you will notice that this magic jar with a pitch-black body and a ghost crying group depicted on it constantly exudes an eerie, terrifying, and weird atmosphere, making the person who sees it chill all over, as if the one on the stage is not a jar, but a monstrous demon god with terrifying strength!

Yang Xuan knew very well what the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar represented, it was the body that represented the first life of the empress.

So after entrusting Xiao Nannan to Wei Yi to take care of, Yang Xuan immediately found Duan De and Tu Fei's grandfather Tu Tian, and "exchanged" a few holy soldiers for the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar.

Accepting the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, the empress's eyes flickered, and she said coldly, "What about my Dao Fruit." ”

"Ahem," Yang Xuan coughed lightly, and said with some embarrassment, "I'm busy with enlightenment these days, so I'll ask someone to take care of her." ”

The empress didn't speak, still looking at herself quietly, Yang Xuannunu said, "Okay, I'll go and bring the little girl back now." But can you give me that 'Heavenly Xuan Holy Maiden' beside you?" ”

"What do you want her to do?"

"The person who took care of Xiao Nannan during this time was Wei Yi, one of the three heroes of Tianxuan back then," Yang Xuan shrugged, "That desolate slave of yours is his senior sister." ”

"Yes," the empress nodded slightly.

The Northern Regions, the City of God

The original dilapidated Tianxuan Stone Workshop has now been completely renovated, replaced by a new look.

"Tianxuan?"

The black hair is like a waterfall, and the Tianxuan Holy Maiden who has captivated the country and the city looked at the brand-new copper plaque, her face flashed a trace of desolation, and her hands were also tightened, and sadness and remembrance appeared in her beautiful eyes, and her heart was beating thumping, and there was a feeling of homesickness.

On that day, she was released from the slave seal by the empress and after regaining her freedom, she was brought here by Yang Xuan all the way.

Although she had doubts, she had not forgotten the memories of her years as a desolate slave, and she knew that the person who could make the terrible existence in the Bronze Immortal Hall give her back her freedom was definitely not something she could refuse.

Which Cheng wanted to go all the way and actually returned to this old place in his old memory.

"Come with me."

Yang Xuan said indifferently, and walked into the stone workshop, and the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan also walked in with a sudden expression.

Walking into the stone workshop, Yang Xuan saw many Qionglou Yuyu in front of him, connected together, not like the world.

It seems that Wei Yi's heart has also changed greatly after thousands of years of life, and the originally desolate stone workshop will naturally change with it.

"Wei Yi, come and see me!"

In a delicate and elegant pavilion, the heroic middle-aged man who was serving vegetables to Xiao Nan was suddenly stunned.

"Grandpa Wei, what's wrong?"

Xiao Nan raised her head, her little face was stuffed with food, and asked curiously.

"The lord is back to pick you up." The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Nan with a loving face, and walked out with her little hand.

In the Tianxuan Stone Workshop, there were several young monks who were selecting stones, and the appearance of Yang Xuan and the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan naturally attracted their attention.

"Huh? That guy is so familiar."

Ye Fan raised his head and looked towards Yang Xuan. Although he looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, his delicate face had a maturity that did not match his age.

"Fellow Daoist, the old man brought the little girl ......"

Wei Yi, who had just walked into the garden, was stunned when he saw the Tianxuan Holy Maiden beside Yang Xuan, and looked at the peerless beauty in white blankly.

"You ......"

When the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan saw the tall and mighty, middle-aged man who exuded a powerful blood aura all over her body, a trace of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she seemed to feel the aura of the exercises practiced by the old man. She had thought that there would be no survivors except her Tianxuan, but she didn't expect to see one more here.

"He was one of the only two people left in the Tianxuan Holy Land when he attacked the Ancient Forbidden Land," Yang Xuan pointed at Wei Yi and said with a faint smile, "His name is Wei Yi, and he is your junior brother." ”

The clear and beautiful eyes of the Tianxuan Holy Maiden were suddenly dyed with a layer of mist. Her body trembled, and crystal clear tears fell one after another, sliding down her cheeks, as if they had never been broken.

More than 6,000 years later, she is still so gorgeous and flawless, but the junior brother who is younger than her is a mature and stable middle-aged man.

She covered her lips, tears slipped down, and she looked at Wei Yi in disbelief, whimpering, her body shaking.

Wei Yi looked at that peerless and otherworldly woman, and felt that she was so similar to her senior sister.

"I'm not mistaken."

Thinking that he was thinking about it day and night, he had hallucinations, Wei Yi rubbed his eyes.

"Senior brother, is that you?"

Suddenly, Wei Yi heard the most beautiful voice in the world, and the scenes of the past six thousand years ago also reappeared in his mind.

"Senior sister, really, it's really your ......"

Wei Yi trembled and pointed at the Tianxuan Holy Maiden, the first holy woman of the Eastern Wilderness who had disappeared for six thousand years, but now appeared in front of him, how could he not be shocked and excited.

"It's me, junior brother, I didn't expect you to be here......"

The Tianxuan Holy Maiden had tears in her eyes, her jade face could not hide her excitement, her body trembled violently, and she said in a trembling voice.

"Senior sister! I'm Wei Yi!! ”

Wei Yi rushed forward and hugged the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan, crying and laughing, as if he was a little surprised, and had endless thoughts, mixed together.

The other people present were all stunned when they saw this sudden scene.

The middle-aged man, who had been worshiped as a god by countless Shencheng monks, was like a child at this moment, crying loudly in front of that peerless beauty. The word "senior sister" was constantly repeated in his mouth, which made the monks present even more confused.

Although it is impossible to judge the age of a human monk by his appearance, that peerless woman and middle-aged man are actually senior sisters and brothers!

This Nima is incredible.

"Grandpa doesn't cry, eat a sugar gourd." The innocent and cute little girl was about to step forward and hand the sugar gourd in her hand to Wei Yi, but was stopped by Yang Xuan.

"Hello, let's go home." Yang Xuan touched Xiao Nannan's little head lovingly, and then took her little hand and walked out of the stone workshop, leaving only a pair of senior sisters and brothers who confided in each other's endless thoughts.

In the ancient forbidden land, on the top of the mountain, a white-clothed shadow stood up, out of the dust like a fairy. It is like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, not stained with a trace of dust, which makes people dare not look at it.

"Ruoxian, I'm back."

An indifferent voice sounded, and Yang Xuan took the little girl and quietly came behind the empress.

"Big brother, who is that sister?" Xiao Nannan looked at the ruthless emperor, with a hint of fear in her black jewel-like eyes.

The empress turned around, looked at the timid little girl in front of her, and sighed softly.

"You've worked hard all these years."

As she spoke, the white light flashed on the empress's eyebrows, and a divine consciousness submerged into Xiao Nannan's body.

At this moment, Xiao Nannan closed her eyes and suddenly merged into the empress's body.

Sensing that the empress's state had stabilized, Yang Xuan stepped forward silently and said, "When are you going?" ”

"Now," the empress said two words coldly, without the slightest joy or anger, nor the slightest compromise.

Yang Xuan's face sank, cultivating in this exposed world for a year, he could resist cultivating in the Flood Wilderness for dozens or even hundreds of years, he didn't want to leave so soon.

However, looking at the empress's posture, she still swallowed the sentence that came to her mouth......

As Yang Xuan's mind moved, a spatial passage with a faint luster appeared in an instant without warning, making the empress's clear eyes ripple for a while.

"Let's go."

Yang Xuan said softly, gently holding the empress's slightly cold slender jade hand, and under the empress's somewhat surprised gaze, he took her step into it.