Long Xiaotian put away the broken Ruyi stick, looked at the blood-stained purple jade flute, and his heart throbbed fiercely, and a familiar voice and smile swept through his heart, touching the bloody scar.

"It's boring to stay here, let's go out. ”

He hung the purple jade flute around his waist, wore the civet jade pendant around his neck, and immediately jumped off the soft bed, ready to walk out of the secret room, but when he turned around, he saw that Mu Qianqian seemed to be unable to move, and seemed to be a little painful when she walked, and her eyebrows were tightly twisted together, looking quite distressed and shy.

"What's wrong with you?"

Long Xiaotian stepped forward to support her and asked with concern, but Mu Qianqian lowered her head, a blush and embarrassment appeared on her beautiful cheeks, and she said in a low voice: "It's nothing, this is the sequelae of self-damage to the life element, and the body will be much weaker, but you don't have to worry, after recuperating for a period of time, you will be able to recover." ”

Long Xiaotian felt deeply guilty and grateful, and helped Mu Qianqian out of this secret room.

The bright sun poured down, the spring flowers bloomed, the grass was green, the scenery on the holy mountain of the demon clan was pleasant, the four seasons were like spring, Long Xiaotian supported Mu Qianqian all the way and sent her back to her residence.

"That's the room I made for you, and you can stay there later. Mu Qianqian pointed to a clean and tidy room vacated by, and said softly to Long Xiaotian with the shy look of a little daughter.

After sending Mu Qianqian back to the room, Long Xiaotian was ready to leave.

"You have a good rest, I'll go out for a walk. Don't worry I'm going to kill myself, I'm not that fragile yet. ”

Looking at the back of Long Xiaotian leaving, Mu Qianqian, who was lying on the soft bed, looked shy, gloomy and lost, sighed softly, and immediately silently recuperated her body.

After leaving the small attic where Mu Qianqian lived, Long Xiaotian came to a mountain cliff with an extremely wide field of vision, standing in the wind, climbing high and looking into the distance, the sadness and pain in his heart were slightly alleviated, but when he thought of the scene of Mu Susu's life withering, he couldn't help but feel sad and broken.

"Susu ......"

Looking at the misty foot of the mountain, Long Xiaotian's mind was in a trance, and his heart was gloomy and gloomy.

"Daredevil Heaven, I won't let you go!"

Long Xiaotian's eyes were red, and a look of resentment and poison emerged, at this moment he deeply felt his weakness, and hated that he was not strong enough to protect Mu Susu and let her die in the demon world.

"At the end of the day, I'm still too weak. ”

The wind was blowing, and Long Xiaotian couldn't stand steadily, so he could only find a boulder to sit cross-legged and use it as a barrier to the local wind.

His sea of qi was destroyed by the Demon Venerable, his cultivation was lost, and he had already become an ordinary person, and in the face of the blowing wind, he couldn't stand like a scarecrow, staggering, it was really ridiculous.

He took out the purple jade flute hanging on his waist, and blew the flute, the music was poignant and moving, like Zigui crying the moon, and like a lonely crane piercing the clouds, the low place was like Lingjiang lamenting, and the floating place was like the wind and the cold plum, up and down, twists and turns, and an unforgettable sense of sadness rippled out, and the sound broke people's liver and intestines.

As soon as the flute turned, parting sorrow and hatred arose, he left his homeland, he was in pain, his lover died, he was in a foreign country, all kinds of unsatisfactory things came to his heart, and he became more and more miserable.

The sound of the flute is tender and insignificant, just like a woman playing in the water, looking forward to the brilliance, revealing the wonderful, and like the mandarin ducks playing in the water, lingering and compassionate, grinding the ears and temples, and loving the honey, turning a pool of water into a soft finger, like a lover's hand caressing the face, which is intoxicating and sweet.

The sound of the flute turns, soft and elegant, like butterflies flying side by side in the flowers, frolicking and dancing in the flowers, dancing gracefully, like a pair of lovers looking at each other affectionately, dancing and dancing.

Long Xiaotian poured his love into blowing, putting the many sorrows and sorrows hidden in his heart into the sound of the flute, blowing miserable, desolate and mournful, making people cry when they heard it, and their hearts were broken, and they couldn't cry loudly, pouring out the bitterness and sadness in their hearts.

"After nearly ten years of hard cultivation, I put it into flowing water in one day, and now I actually have an empty body, but I don't have any power, how can I talk about revenge?"

Long Xiaotian put down the purple jade flute, looked at the ups and downs of the sea of clouds, and the thoughts in his heart also rose and fell together, as if he had overturned the five-flavor bottle in his heart, and the five flavors were mixed, which was very painful and tormenting.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had thought of something, and his finger tapped the center of his eyebrows, and a golden light flowed out like a gurgling stream, spreading out in front of him, forming an ancient character.

"Ruyi Heavenly Book!"

Long Xiaotian's eyes showed strange light, and his heart, which was already dead and cold, became alive and hot again.

If he cultivates according to the rules again, I don't know how many years and months it will take to have enough power to resist the Demon Venerable, and by the time he cultivates to the point of reaching the point of penetrating the heavens and the earth, the Demon Venerable will probably have already reached a higher level, and revenge on him can only be empty lamentation.

However, the Ruyi Book of Heaven in front of him has the power that can allow him to cultivate in a short period of time, but he needs to pay a painful price, because the Book of Heaven in front of him is just a fragment, and the mental method is incomplete, and there are major drawbacks and hidden dangers.

If you want to cultivate the Book of Heaven, you must disperse your own cultivation and re-cultivate, and your life span is only ten years, which is the disadvantage of the incomplete Heavenly Book Mental Method, and only by collecting the Book of Heaven can you resolve this fatal drawback.

Although the price was unusually heavy, Long Xiaotian's heart was like ashes, and he only wanted to avenge the dead Mu Susu, and he had no choice.

"It seems that I still have a good relationship with you, now that my cultivation is not only gone, but I also don't have any fear of death, which perfectly meets the requirements of cultivating the Heavenly Book. ”

Long Xiaotian looked at the ancient and mysterious words shining with golden light in front of him, he showed a smile of relief, although this move would make him only have ten years left in his life, but this was the last way for him to seek justice and revenge for Mu Susu, he seemed to have no choice.

"When the old man Ruyi got the Book of Heaven, it only took a few years for him to suddenly rise from an unknown ordinary person to the top powerhouse in the human world, standing at the top of the pyramid. ”

"Although this glorious time is extremely short, it is enough to be able to burst out with light that illuminates the night!"

Long Xiaotian's palm gently touched those ancient and mysterious characters that seemed to have vitality, and these characters burrowed into his palm and swept into his mind, allowing him to delve into, have an epiphany, and cultivate.

In the past, when he got the Ruyi Heavenly Book, he had carefully read the method of cultivation, and now that he has officially cultivated, it is naturally water to gather, without any difficulty, and soon the practice is successful.

When he put the Wishful Heavenly Book of Mind into operation, there seemed to be something mysterious and mysterious in his body that was inexplicably detached, but he didn't feel anything unusual.

"The weird thing that disappeared should be my life force......"

Long Xiaotian stood up and took a breath gently, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred meters frantically converged, forming a vortex of aura that was sucked into his stomach by him, his aura suddenly increased a lot, and his eyes flashed with a sharp essence.

"A very subtle and domineering cultivation method, swallowing heaven and earth, accepting the sun and the moon, collecting all energy and substances for their own use, constantly refining and washing the meridians, bones, and flesh, and the spiritual power cultivated also contains some kind of magical power. ”

Long Xiaotian has been cultivating here for more than an hour, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, a thousand miles a day, and he soon went from an ordinary person without any spiritual power cultivation to directly skip the Open Pulse Realm and be promoted to the Qi Acceptance Realm.

Back then, in order to be able to ascend from the Open Pulse Realm to the Qi Acceptance Realm, he had to pay countless sweat and hard work, and hard cultivation, so he was able to ascend with difficulty. But now, in just over an hour, his strength is like a rocket, all the way forward.

"It's such a terrifying cultivation speed, but the price is too expensive, almost all of your lifespan has been exhausted, in exchange for ten glorious years. ”

Long Xiaotian stood up and looked at the sky in the distance, the flames of revenge surging in his eyes.

"Daredevil day, it's best for you to sleep with your eyes open in the future, once you close it, it's very likely that you will never open it again. ”

Time flies, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Long Xiaotian has lived in the demon world for a year.

Under the countless precious cultivation resources provided by Mu Qianqian, his cultivation speed was advancing by leaps and bounds, breaking through one after another. Even the demon queen was shocked, and once secretly observed Long Xiaotian for a period of time, but he did not find any abnormality, because Long Xiaotian's cultivation speed was too strange and unusual, in just one year, he jumped from the Qi Acceptance Realm to the Infinite Realm, and under the accumulation of massive cultivation resources, the momentum of singing all the way did not weaken, but continued to maintain, and finally broke through to the Tongtian Realm.

After breaking through to the Tongtian Realm, his cultivation speed had only decreased a lot, but compared to others, it was still incredibly fast.

......

In a quiet and peaceful courtyard, Long Xiaotian sat in front of the high priest of the demon clan, tasting the fragrant tea that the high priest poured for him.

"Have you encountered something strange in your cultivation? This kind of cultivation speed is really incredible. The high priest looked at Long Xiaotian, who had a face like a crown of jade and clear eyebrows, and said worriedly.

Long Xiaotian drank all the fragrant tea, and smiled at her: "Aunt Bai, I came today because I want to ask you about something. I don't know if you've ever heard of the Fruit of Reincarnation of Life and Death?"

As soon as the words fell, the high priest's face changed, although he quickly disappeared, but he was accurately captured by Long Xiaotian.

The High Priest's face did not change, and he smiled lightly: "How did you know about this legendary magic medicine?"

"Aunt Bai, do you know where this magic medicine is still available today?" Long Xiaotian's eyes swelled with eagerness, and he couldn't wait to ask.

The High Priest pondered for a moment, then sighed lightly, and said helplessly: "Actually, I don't know very well, this kind of magic medicine that can change one's life against the sky has disappeared as early as the ancient times and has never appeared in the world. ”

"Although it is rumored that the reincarnation fruit of life and death has a miraculous effect against the heavens, which can bring the dead back to life and the living to die, these legends are too ethereal to be true, and no one has ever experienced them personally. ”

"Maybe only the Ancient Forbidden Land known as the 'Six Realms' Life Forbidden Land will have traces left by this kind of magic medicine, but the Ancient Forbidden Land is too dangerous, even if the Lord of the First Realm enters, it will be more than lucky, and it will be difficult to survive, so don't risk going in. ”

Long Xiaotian's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered to himself, "Ancient Forbidden Land......

Then he left the courtyard of the high priest and returned to the small attic where Mu Qianqian lived, he walked into his room and stayed for a while, and then left quietly.

The sun was setting, the sunset was all over the sky, Mu Qianqian stepped on the fine afterglow and came back, she saw that Long Xiaotian's door was closed, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she called Long Xiaotian a few times, but she didn't get a response, she suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart, and pushed the door directly in, the room was empty, and a white paper full of self was left on the clean and tidy table.

Mu Qianqian grabbed the white paper, and when she saw what was written on it, her face was bloodless, her eyes were red, and crystal tears slipped down from her delicate and smooth cheeks, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces.

"I'm sorry to say goodbye to you in this way, there is one thing that has been in my heart for a long time, I still can't let go, I'm going to go to the Forbidden Land to find something, at most nine years, at least three years, I will definitely come back. ”

"It's not that I am accustomed to being gracious in my life, looking at the bamboo forest from afar. This body is only suitable for the old people in the rivers and lakes, and he is ashamed of Chang'e. Don't worry, Long Xiaotian left a word!"

Mu Qianqian grabbed the piece of paper, ran out of the room as fast as crazy, and ran to the edge of a stream that meandered out of the bamboo forest, he looked at the bright red glow in the sky in the distance, and felt a grief in his heart, and suddenly saw a bluestone on the bank of the stream from the corner of his eye, which was engraved with strong fonts.

She could see it at a glance, this was carved by Long Xiaotian, the words were drawn with iron hooks and silver, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, fluttering and flying, quite a proud look of uninhibited and unrestrained earth!

Mu Qianqian looked at the words on the bluestone and read them softly.

"The white eyes of the world used to be used to it, so why not stay for the rest of your life? I want to go to the nine heavens to pick up the stars and fill the East China Sea without raising waves!"