A few seconds later, a figure appeared in the forest, walking with a steady pace, but extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already close at hand.

It's Zhao Ziyun.

Ning Ruoyu's master.

Could it be that he took away the immortal weapon?

They all stared at him deadly, secretly plotting in their hearts whether there would be a chance to kill him if they did it to him now.

However, no one dared to make the first move.

The four of them checked and balanced each other, and a balance was faintly formed.

Zhao Ziyun looked at the pile of rocks on the ground and fell silent.

For a while, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became very oppressive.

The ancestor of the Dingluo Sect thought that she was a woman, and Zhao Ziyun would not do anything to her easily, so he took a step forward and said, "Mr. Zhao......"

"Shut up." Zhao Ziyun's face was expressionless, his eyes were still staring at the pile of powder, and he said, "I know why you came." If you want an immortal weapon, just give it to me, there are no immortal weapons here. ”

It was the first time that the ancestor of the Dingluo Sect was scolded in person like this, and his heart was on fire, and a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes.

As if sensing her resentment, Zhao Ziyun suddenly emitted a chilling coercion, and the Immortal Yuehong Fairy, the ancestor of the Dingluo Sect, was so shocked that she took a few steps back, still feeling like someone had punched her chest, painful and stuffy.

"Get out!" Zhao Ziyun suddenly let out an angry roar, "Get out of here!" ”

A hurricane suddenly blew around him, and the four of them retreated in anger.

It's so strong!

This man is too strong!

They didn't dare to stay any longer, so they turned around and left.

His strength is much higher than theirs, and if he insists on staying, I am afraid that not only will he not get benefits, but he will also lose his wife and lose his soldiers.

All the annoying flies around were driven away, and Zhao Ziyun came to the pile of powder, reached out and grabbed a handful.

Ning Ruoyu's flesh was also shattered into powder, presumably mixed in these powders.

He took out a clay pot out of nowhere, the clay pot was only twenty centimeters in diameter, not very large, but he aimed the mouth of the clay pot at the pile of powder on the ground, and the mountain of powder was all sucked in, and it was clean in less than ten minutes.

He gently stroked the clay pot, closed the lid, and said, "If it rains, we will go home." ”

He held the clay pot in his arms, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, and turned around and walked in the direction of Yuling City.

The dim red glow of the setting sun shone on him, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Behind him, there was as silence as at the beginning of the world.

The battle between Ning Ruoyu and Chu Yu, the land immortal of the Heavenly Fire Sect, ended with Chu Yu being beaten to death with a stick.

After the battle, Ning Ruoyu disappeared.

Some people say that Ning Ruoyu is dead.

In that battle, she and Chu Yu died together.

But more people believe that she did not die, but was seriously injured and went into hiding to recuperate.

For a while, there was a lot of excitement, and there were different opinions.

Many people have posted on the Internet, hoping that Ning Ruoyu can come out to meet fans and prove that he is still alive.

But Ning Ruoyu never appeared, as if the world had evaporated.

More and more people began to believe that Ning Shura was dead.

Ning Shuluo, who crossed the two levels and killed the land immortal with a stick, the most legendary figure in the past twenty years, died with Chu Yu in this way.

Many people on the Internet have set up an online mourning hall for Ning Ruoyu, and her black and white photos are hung on the website, and netizens come to offer flowers all the time.

Seventy percent of the new generation of warlocks in Huaxia became warlocks because of Ning Ruoyu's favor, and when Ning Ruoyu died, it was like their faith had collapsed, and the morale of the entire Huaxia was very low.

And the Heavenly Fire Sect, which had lost the only land immortal, became a rat crossing the street.

Ning Ruoyu found their ancestor to duel, and the reason was that they sent a killer to assassinate Ning Ruoyu's mother.

It is said that the disaster will not affect the family, you can send someone to assassinate her herself, and send someone to assassinate the mother of the family, this is forcing others to fight with you.

So someone on the Internet launched a campaign to boycott the Tianhuo Sect and did not buy any pills in the pill store under the Tianhuo Sect.

The Tianhuo Sect made money by selling pills, and now that the orders have plummeted, the Tianhuo Sect is immediately overstretched, and the cultivation resources within the sect have plummeted.

In addition, the Tianhuo Sect has been in decline for many years, so unlike some sects, there are several secret places or secret realms on hand, which can be developed together with the country, and there is a resource allocation every year, and it will soon fall out of the first-class sect.

Su Qingqiu had no choice but to let the disciples in the sect go to hell to fight to earn resources, but as soon as others knew that they were from the Heavenly Fire Sect, they would silently exclude them.

The days of the Heavenly Fire Sect are getting more and more difficult.

Many disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect quietly left the Heavenly Fire Sect, and some even applied to leave directly.

Modern society pays attention to human rights, and disciples of the sect can apply for withdrawal, but after withdrawing, they will be excluded by the people in the circle.

But now that the warlocks in all of China have crowded out the Tianhuo Sect, they are quite tolerant of these who have taken the initiative to withdraw from the Tianhuo Sect.

And some of the big families led by the Yun family in the capital began to snipe at the Tianhuo Sect in the shopping mall, eating away at their market share inch by inch.

Su Qingqiu was anxious about this, and Ning Ruoqin's life in the sect became more and more sad.

Five months later, it was already late autumn, and the mountains were red all over, and from a distance, it seemed as if the entire mountain peak was covered with a red glow coat.

This is a certain mountain forest in a certain province in the southeast of China, because it is not developed, the terrain is dangerous, so except for some people who come to pick herbs, almost no one will come here.

Yang Zenan walked through a dense maple forest, and the maple leaves fell with the wind, swirling in mid-air, and floated to his shoulders.

He removed the maple leaf, put it under his lips and kissed it gently, then ripped the vines from the mountain wall to reveal a hidden cave.

He walked into the cave, which was dry and filled with a faint fragrance.

A young girl sat in a cave with a lonely expression, her long hair spilling down from her shoulders and down to the crook of her feet.

Yang Zenan came to her, gently pressed her shoulder, and said, "Ruoyu, what's wrong with you?" ”

This woman is none other than Ning Ruoyu.

Ning Ruoyu died in the battle with Chu Yu, but she had a resurrection ticket.

Losing a resurrection ticket, she came back to life.

Not only did she not die, but she also took advantage of her death to harvest a large wave of admiration on the Internet.

Now her cultivation has risen to level 52.

But her expression was very melancholy, as if she was caught up in a long memory.

When she heard Yang Zenan's voice, she slowly raised her head, glanced at him with a complicated expression, and said, "I...... I remembered where the roots of love were. ”

At the moment of this death, some memories appeared in her mind.

In her memory, she stood in the middle of the vast universe, cut open her soul, and then pulled out a golden silk thread from it.

The golden thread was about the thickness of a human hair, glowing with golden light, as if it illuminated the entire universe.

Most of the memories of the fairy world are all in this golden silk thread.

She seemed to have made up her mind, threw the root of love into the universe, and the golden silk thread flew far away and disappeared into the vast universe.

Yang Zenan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, gently grabbed her hand, and said, "Ruoyu, no matter what decision you make, I will support you." ”

Ning Ruoyu said with a firm gaze: "I want to find the root of my love and find that memory." ”

Yang Zenan showed an indifferent smile on his face and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

Ning Ruoyu frowned and said, "No, the earth still needs you, you can't go with me." ”

Yang Zenan said with a smile: "I have already arranged the affairs on the earth, and other countries are too busy to take care of themselves, how can I have time to take care of the affairs of Huaxia?" I have already asked Lin Bei to announce the news, and I am going to temporarily retreat and look for an opportunity to break through. ”

Ning Ruoyu said solemnly: "But if you are not there, I am afraid that Tongji will not be willing to hibernate." ”

Yang Zenan said: "I have arranged all this, at least for a year, the Tongji Association will not dare to do it easily." ”

Ning Ruoyu was a little embarrassed: "Zenan...... You don't have to. I...... It's not worth it. ”

Yang Zenan said: "There is nothing worth it or not, I just need to be worthy of my own heart." ”