The body of Our Lady of Yuanzhen slowly rose, and an ice-blue halo emanated from her body, slowly rolling up the fragments of the marrow washing tripod scattered on the ground, and slowly gathered together, as if piecing together a broken copper tripod.

"Your Holiness shall not!" Qing Xun Zhenren, Qing Hong Elder and others shouted in unison.

The voice of Our Lady of Yuanzhen, like a Sanskrit voice, sounded: "Ling Kongzi, I am willing to recast this tripod with my life's cultivation, but please do not blame this matter, do not blame my master, and do not embarrass the Changji Sect." ”

Ling Kongzi was also shocked, since ancient times, the treasure has been destroyed, and it can be repaired with fairy power, but the damage to the repairer is very huge, and there are often those who run out of cultivation and run out of oil. This marrow cleansing tripod is an ancient artifact, and it is even more devastating when repaired. Our Lady of Yuanzhen's move is clearly disregarding her life.

"Yuan Zhen, stop!" Qingyuan Zhenren shouted. "What you do for your teacher is to make you cherish yourself, not to destroy or hurt, and you are repaying your teacher like this?"

The light and distant Sanskrit voice moved, "Master, you once taught your apprentices, you should be rewarded for your kindness, in your previous life, you helped your apprentices to survive the catastrophe, and in this life, let the apprentices repay you once." ”

The Changji Sect was all shocked, in just half a day, the Seven Tribulations Venerable, who had raised the highest cultivation to the highest level, broke the sect and went out, and at this moment, the oldest Yuanzhen Holy Mother was about to die on the spot.

Suddenly, Ling Kongzi's heart moved, his hands were sealed, and he recited the spirit absorbing spell again, and the purple formation firmly enveloped Mo Li in the center. His voice was clear and full of temptation, "Our Lady of Yuanzhen, it's not that you are underestimated by the poor way, with your cultivation, you may not be able to repair the marrow as before, even if you give up your life here, it is difficult to resist the fault of the teacher." However, you have also seen the spiritual power of this young man, if he is willing to make a move, the marrow washing tripod will be intact, and the grievances between you and me will naturally be written off. ”

The reason why Our Lady Yuanzhen was willing to sacrifice her life to repair the marrow was because she was afraid that the Xuanyi Sect would embarrass Qingyuan Zhenren. She naturally knew that her cultivation was far from enough, and she expected Ling Kongzi to let go of the master and the master for the sake of one life for one life, but even if she returned Dao Xiazi's life, how could she repay the Xuanyi Sect for the destruction of the Supreme Treasure Cleansing Tripod? Hearing what Ling Kongzi said, he couldn't help but feel moved.

Mo Li was so angry that he couldn't cry or laugh, today's events are dangerous, full of branches, irreversible, this volley is still thinking about himself, and he is really persistent.

In the Xuanyi Sect, more than ten people who knew how to absorb the spirit spell stepped forward and did it together, and the purple light around Mo Li's body was dazzling, and his figure was overwhelmed in an instant. The spell is complete, and when he throws in a spell with his name and birth date written on it, his soul will be sucked out and his body will be lost forever.

Ling Kongzi looked at Our Lady of Yuanzhen and said, "Whether the grievances between my Xuanyi Sect and your Sect can be settled from now on is all in the thought of Our Lady. ”

"Yuan Zhen can't! Don't you remember Magnolia's death? As a teacher, I have passed the realm of broken hope, and my life is gone, so I must not endanger the two of you because of my dying body! "Qingyuan Zhenren's forehead is full of green tendons, he would rather die than let Guan Zhi lose his spiritual servant, and his life is in danger at any time. In the previous life, he could have died for the Virgin Mary, and in this life he will also give up his life for the sake of meditation.

However, what the other Changji Sect members thought in their hearts was exactly the opposite. Qingyuan Zhenren offended the Xuanyi Sect this time, and the two factions have become a vengeance, if they can give up a spiritual servant and keep the peace of the two sects, why not do it? What's more, if the Xuanyi Sect wants to obtain this spiritual sense, it is just a blessing spell, as long as it does not hurt his life, Yu Seven Tribulation Venerable will naturally be fine.

Our Lady of Yuanzhen had already stopped her practice, and the fragments of the marrow washing tripod were scattered all over the ground again. Her gaze swept over the Qing Yuan Zhenren with a look of regret, the angry Qing Turbidity Zhenren, the anxious Qinghong Elder, and the other elders and Venerables who were full of expectations, and she looked at the view in the distance that was consuming immortal power little by little, sealing the poor strange beast. The choice in her life has never been so difficult.

Ling Kongzi saw that Our Lady Yuanzhen's heart was shaken, and continued: "Our Lady, no matter what the law, Poor Dao must give an explanation to the whole sect today, Dao Xiazi died tragically, and the treasure of the town sect was destroyed, if you and I are in a different place, how will you deal with it?" How involuntary it will be for me to take charge of the congregation! This clearly means that if you can't repair the marrow washing tripod today, you must pay for the life of the Qingyuan real person.

Our Lady of Yuanzhen secretly gritted her teeth, and said silently in her heart: "Senior brother, I'm sorry. ”

The ice-blue halo was once again held in the palm of the palm, and a few blue words appeared in the air from light to dark: the first day of the twelfth month of the Moli summer calendar

The purple light is shining, and the anger is soaring!

"Yuanzhen!" Qingyuan Zhenren was shocked and used all his strength to rescue Mo Li, but he was bounced away by the huge magic circle of the soul-absorbing spell and fell far to the ground.

The view in the distance is even more exciting, and it is not calm and silent, it has already urged the strength of the whole body, even if the true qi is reversed, even if the qi and blood are retrograde, and even more regardless of the fact that the Yuan Shen has just recovered, it is still fragile, and he shouted loudly, and completed the seal in one fell swoop.

The huge body of the poor strange beast fell to the bottom of the spring, the Kunlun spring water flowed downstream, the boulder from the sky stopped, and the earth shook and the mountain shook in an instant and returned to calm. Guan Zhi finally subdued the ancient divine beast that had required the power of a hundred people to seal it on his own.

However, it was still too late.

The soul-sucking spell has been accomplished.

Ling Kongzi has always been light and calm, and he can no longer hide the ecstasy in his heart. The spirit of the blood moon that has been immortal for 3,500 years and has never been seen before, the ancient gods who can make up for the day of bathing in the sky, will finally belong to him! He can finally dominate the world and win the Three Realms!

The purple halo gradually dissipated, and Ling Kongzi and the others searched for the most precious soul in the world in the afterglow of the spell, but it seemed to be clearly extinguished, and there was nothing.

Ling Kongzi was shocked, and looked at the array, but saw Mo Li, who was clouded with a blue pattern and a white jade belt with gold, standing in a standing posture, holding the holy white magnolia flower in his hand, but his eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.

"Impossible!" Ling Kongzi blurted out and turned his head to stare at Our Lady Yuanzhen.

Our Lady of Yuanzhen was also stunned, incredible.

Qingyuan Zhenren and Elder Qinghong were also full of wonder, but they let out a long breath.

The body of Guan Zhi paused in mid-air, paused for a moment, and then floated down.

I am a human being, and when my mother gave birth, she dreamed of the crescent moon in her arms, so she named me "Zhu ......"

Guan Zhi finally remembered that when they first met, Mo Li had said that his real name, the name given by his parents, did not seem to be "Mo Li".

Our Lady of Yuanzhen asked in astonishment, "You deceived Magnolia?" ”

Hearing the word "Magnolia", Mo Li put away his arrogance, and said with a sad face: "How come? How could I lie to her, except for the birthday that the king accompanied me, that night was the most beautiful birthday in my life. I will always remember her dancing like a celestial being, and the flower dew that can be intoxicating. It's just that I deliberately told her that it was my birthday, because I just wanted to know if the person who was planning to covet me was you, Venerable Yuan Zhen. ”

Our Lady of Yuanzhen couldn't help frowning, and she couldn't say whether she was hated or ashamed in her heart.

Mo Li continued to say quietly: "Ever since I saw you quarrel with the Seven Tribulation Venerables, I began to doubt you, and then I heard that you insisted on including Senior Sister Bai's entry, so I wanted to test it, so I told Senior Sister Bai about my birthday. For many years, under the care of the Venerable of the Seven Tribulations, even you can't touch me at all, and the only thing that can subdue me is the soul absorbing spell that directly absorbs the soul. If you think about it, you are the only one who can absorb the spirit spell, because only you were born in the age of witchcraft. ”

Looking at the more than 100 people present, Mo Li smiled and said: "My birthday is that day, but my name is not 'Mo Li'. Mo Li is the name of my clan, I was born in the Jiuli tribe, because my people are all dark-skinned, so I am called Mo Li. ”

"Then why were you born so white?" At this shocking juncture, Elder Qinghong couldn't help but interject more.

Mo Li was rarely speechless anymore, "Just because I was born on the night of the blood moon - I was born as a spirit." Aren't you all curious about what my essence is? I don't have an illusion, what you see is my being. Yes, I am a human being, a living being! ”

Unheard!

At this moment, there are more than 200 people gathered under the eyes of Kunlun Spring, most of them are immortals who have ascended into feathers, and there are not a few people who are more than 3,000 years old like Ling Kongzi, but they have never heard of the fact that a living person can also turn into spiritual consciousness, and he is even more shocked that he is born as a spirit.

The view from a distance can't stop the heartache - he is so reluctant to mention the past, he has never said his true nature, but today, he announced to the public, whether it is the death of Magnolia, or his own breaking of the religion, or the volley is pressing step by step, making him so abnormal, he actually said the past hidden deep in his heart.

"There are ninety-nine eighty-one Jiuli, and the most powerful is the Moli tribe, but the moon is full and the moon is lost, and the Moli tribe, which once dominated the river, was wiped out overnight. I'm the last of Mo Li's clansmen! ”

Mo Li still barely had a smile on his face, but anyone could see that he was worthy of being swallowed by pain.

Mo Li raised his head and said proudly: "It's up to you? No one can hurt me, you can't break the barrier of contemplating real people, and you can't use the method of soul absorption to draw out my soul. But if I want to, I can turn you into powder in an instant! ”

The crowd was silent.

He and another spiritual consciousness broke through the twenty-four seals set by the major sects, and he summoned all the spiritual consciousness spirit beasts of the eight hundred miles of Kunlun Mountain with the unpredictable method of ghosts and gods, and the scene that almost overturned the entire Kunlun Mountain still made the hearts of everyone present palpitate. And at this moment, he was standing beside him, and he had broken the immortal array laid out by the thirty-six immortals of the Xuanyi Sect, and now he had sealed the view of the ancient beasts with his own strength.

Ling Kongzi knew that what he said was true, but if he said to give up, he was absolutely unwilling.

A moment ago, he was still immersed in the excitement of obtaining the Spirit of the Blood Moon, at that moment, he even fantasized about unifying the Immortal Gate and honoring the Three Realms, but in a short moment, that spiritual consciousness gave him a head start, causing him to fall from the clouds into the dust, how could he be willing?

Ling Kongzi glared at him angrily, and his endless jealousy could literally tear him to pieces. Why? He is already the best person in the immortal world, he has already been favored by the moral heavenly venerable, and he has become an immortal, why does he still occupy the supreme treasure blood moon spirit of cultivation?

He turned to shout loudly and instructed the sect members: "Bu Zhu Immortal Array!" ”

At this moment, the seventy-two immortals of the Xuanyi Sect, except for Dao Xiazi, who had just died, the remaining seventy-one people were all on the spot, and after listening to the instructions of the sect leader, sixty-four people immediately stood up, each in the position of gossip, and laid down the immortal array.

All the sects of cultivating immortals in the world are good at formations, and the Zhuxian Array is the first formation in the world. Its formation is set up according to the innate gossip, the upper is the dry position, the lower is the Kun position, the two sides are supplemented by the six positions of Dui, Li, Xun, Gen, Kan, and Zhen, four are yang, four are yin, and each array has one more person, and the power of the Zhuxian array can be increased by one point, and the most, each of the nine people, the whole array is eight or nine seventy-two people, which is the ultimate of the Zhuxian array.

Ten years ago, although Guanzhi broke the immortal array set up by the thirty-six immortals of the Xuanyi Sect, he still couldn't rescue the trapped Mo Li from the array. At this moment, the sixty-four immortals formed the Zhu Immortal Array, who in the world dares to enter?

Ling Kongzi was jealous in his heart, but his face was still righteous and awe-inspiring, and he shouted: "Looking at the immortals, the poor Dao has always admired Your Excellency as the leader of the immortal sect, and the virtue is high. However, today's events are all caused by immortals. Immortal Weng instructed the spirit servant, released the poor Qi, injured hundreds of my fellow disciples, the blood was not dry, the bones were not cold, and the leader of your sect destroyed the treasure of my sect in front of the people of the world, and killed me to teach the true person of Xiazi. The gods of Kunlun Mountain are above, in front of the elders of all factions, watch the immortals, should you give an explanation to the fellow sects that are suffering! ”

Ling Kongzi's words were to the point, and the more than 200 people present, although most of them admired the fact that Guanzhi fought alone, especially the more than 20 people who were rescued in the end, and they took the act of Guanzhi as the virtue of reconstruction, but after all, all the major sects were damaged, especially the Taiyue Sect, and even the head of the sect died tragically because of it. As for Qingyuan Zhenren killing Dao Xiazi, although everyone didn't know why Qingyuan Zhenren was suddenly abnormal and caused injuries and deaths, they all thought it was inappropriate.

Beiming Zhenren, the head disciple of the Taiyue Sect, stepped forward and said: "Guanzhi Immortal Weng seals the demon beast with his own strength, and the merit is in the world, and we are all impressed, but the family teacher is in charge of teaching, but because of the tragic death, the bones are incomplete, this revenge is not shared, and it must be avenged!" ”

After that, Beiming Zhenren sacrificed his sword and flew into the Xuanyi Sect's Zhuxian Array, and the rest of the eight immortals of the Xuanyi Sect also joined the formation when they saw this, one each.

Eighty-nine seventy-two people, Pangu opened the world, and since the advent of the Sanqing Dynasty, the strongest formation in the fairy world has reappeared in the world!

The power of the immortal array can punish the ancient gods, and can kill the nine heavenly immortals. Ling Kongzi absolutely volleyed into the air, staring in all directions, and coldly glanced at the people of the Changji Sect.

"Duwei Zhenren, if you can't give an explanation to the people of the world today, you can't avenge Dao Xiazi, and you can't give me an explanation for the immortals of the Xuanyi Sect, the poor Dao will be in vain in the palm of the Yijiao Sect! Today, if you can get out of this immortal array alive, the grievances between you and me will be written off, if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, I will teach you to never have peace! ”

The elders and Venerables of the Changji Sect stepped forward together and gathered around Qingyuan Zhenren. No matter how inappropriate it is for Qingyuan Zhenren to kill Dao Xiazi, he is the highly respected head of the Changji Sect after all, and he is the founder of the Changji faction.

Qingyuan Zhenren waved his hand, and the silent voice of the shattered Kunlun Spring sounded, "Stand down!" This matter started because of me, and naturally ended with me. The disciples of Changji listened to the order: No one is allowed to meddle in this matter, and if this order is violated, they will be expelled from the door wall immediately! From now on, the real person will take over as the teacher! "After that, he strode forward, and he really wanted to enter the Immortal Array alone!

"Master!" Our Lady Yuanzhen stepped forward and stopped Qingyuan Zhenren, "Master, please allow the disciple to go with you." She knew that today's Qingyuan Zhenren would not die, and the Xuanyi Sect would never give up, and as a person with Qingyuan Zhenren, she would definitely not ignore the disciples of the whole sect and live in the world, so she didn't dare to ask Qingyuan Zhenren not to go, but could only be willing to die with her teacher.

"Stand down!" Qingyuan Zhenren shouted.

"Master!" Our Lady of Yuanzhen knelt at the feet of Qingyuan Zhenren, and her infinite remorse tortured her immortal posture, and she cried bitterly like a mortal woman.

Qingyuan Zhenren couldn't harden his heart anymore, and stroked the head of Our Lady of Yuanzhen like a loving father, "For the last wish of the teacher in this life, you and Guanzhi will be safe for a lifetime, and you will attain the Great Dao." His eyes involuntarily looked at him.

The narrow phoenix eyes trembled almost invisibly, but they went straight to Mo Li.

Mo Li was in a trance for a while, although Guan Zhi had just sealed his best friend, it could be seen that he was safe and sound, and he couldn't stop being happy in his heart.

The eyes of hundreds of people were focused on the two masters and servants. Mo Li, who had worn the golden crown and rode the canopy, was proud of the ten thousand people, suddenly became frightened and nervous, and looked at the view, slightly at a loss, and when he could see the top of his head, he actually took a step back with a weak heart, and put the magnolia flower between the two, "Master, your junior sister ......"

As soon as the words were spoken, Mo Li regretted it—how untimely.

Guan Zhi naturally didn't pick it up, but he was moved in his heart - this was the first time that Mo Li called him "master" in public. In the past ten years, Mo Li would only call him "master" when he made a mistake, and when the two of them were alone or in front of others, Mo Li called him a "real person", and when Mo Li mentioned him in front of the disciples of the Changji Sect, he was the same as everyone and called him the "Venerable of the Seven Tribulations". Whenever he claimed to be a disciple of Guanzhi. The Changji Sect knows that Guan Zhi never accepts apprentices, but no one cares about this title. Therefore, it is impossible to imagine that Mo Li will be able to call him "master" in public one day.

Guan Zhi took Mo Li's other hand and walked in front of Qingyuan Zhenren.

Looking closely at the immortal bones that Qingyuan Zhenren had damaged due to the destruction of hope, how could he not be sour in his heart, he slowly knelt down, kowtowed three heads respectfully, and his voice was imperceptibly choked, "Master, the disciple is not filial, he broke the sect today, and he will not be able to serve his knees from now on." ”