Chapter 33: Change of Dynasty

But the next moment he heard the sound of his own heart breaking,

"Sub-painting!" The woman walked to Bai Zihua's side and sat down, and her delicate body leaned in, as if she wanted to bury herself in Bai Zihua's arms, and read softly.

Purple smoked long hair draped over the vest, gently held with a purple-red ribbon, dressed in purple, like a flower, it was even more vivid, only to feel that there seemed to be smoke behind her, and it was indeed worthy of being a peerless disciple of the Seven Killing Palace, and it was a fairy ethereal.

"Xia Zixun, why did you come with me?"

Donghua looked at Zi Xun in distress, his tone full of accusations.

"I didn't come with you, it was Zihua who called me!"

Zi Xun kicked at Donghua with charming eyes, and his anger was even more enchanting.

"Zihua, I don't understand, why did you call her?"

Donghua scratched his hair wildly, if Bai Zihua was just helpless for him, and Zixun was a cactus that pierced his hands.

Decades have passed, the older generation of the Bai family has also passed away one after another, and Bai Zihua has also promised his ruthless promise in the cold palace, except for the third uncle and Mei Niang when Bai Zihua is gone, the others are half-brothers and sisters, and Bai Zihua does not have the slightest intention of attending the funeral.

After the death of his parents, Zixun built a plum chrysanthemum hall near Changliu to mourn his parents, also so that he could often see Bai Zihua. It also took a long time for Bai Zihua to change his name, and when he left the Bai family, he planned to say goodbye to the past, leaving the surname Bai is filial piety, and changing his name to Zihua is fate.

But the name Baishuang has a special meaning for Zi Xun, and as a result, Bai Zihua has also paid some unequal conditions, such as now, Zi Xun can be coquettish anytime and anywhere, Bai Zihua not only can't stop it, but also cooperate with her.

"Donghua, don't you know Zixun, if we don't go to find her together, she will come quietly, instead of letting her complain about you, it is better to let her do good deeds and reduce anger."

After all, Zixun has been in the Seven Killings Hall for so long, and his temper and personality have been profoundly affected, and he is impulsive and irritable, which is a bit similar to Donghua.

"Forget it, whatever you want, I can't do anything about you two anyway!" Donghua drank depressedly.

"Zihua, what is your relationship with the two of you?"

Tan Fan asked cautiously.

Bai Zihua knew that Tan Fan would ask this question, and he kept waiting,

"I'm in love with sub-paintings?" Zi Xun said tightly and hugged Bai Zihua's arm tightly in his arms.

Bai Zi's painting was robbed of white by purple smoke, and he originally wanted to express Tan Fan's emotions tactfully. But now that it's not needed, it's useless to say more,

"Tan Fan, why are you robbing me of wine!" Donghua roared angrily, what's wrong today, how everyone has to bully themselves.

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In the following decades, Bai Zihua and the five people roamed in the Six Realms, acting chivalrous and righteous, sweeping away all evils.

Gradually, their fame was also widely known in the Six Realms, because they were not only powerful in mana, but also noble in virtue, so they were given an honorific title - the Five Great Immortals.

"It's not good to draw a big thing!"

One day, everyone was invited to a banquet of a small sect on the border of the Song Kingdom, because they saved their lives from the hands of the Seven Killing Palaces and preserved the foundation of the sect.

Although for the five immortals, it is actually just a gesture. However, it is difficult to be gracious, only to stay to participate in the banquet, to be honest, although it is a small sect, but this spirit is still very sufficient, the banquet is very luxurious, brilliant, brightly lit. The sound of drums and bamboos is endless, and the wine and beauty are beautiful, and the light song and dance are a good picture of Luan singing and phoenix dancing.

In this kind of joy, Donghua suddenly crashed in from outside the door in a panic, interrupting everything, and it was a big faux pas, so not giving people face, of course Bai Zihua would not condone it.

"Donghua is calm, don't be rude, what kind of style is such a gaffe!"

"Zihua, the factions of the righteous path suddenly started a war with the Seven Killings, and the factions gathered their strength and have already rushed to the Seven Killings Palace!"

Donghua was anxious for a while, and every inch was in chaos.

"What?"

Everyone present couldn't believe their ears, as if they had been hit on the head by a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, their whole body was numb, and their joy was gone. In the battle between the righteous path and the Seven Killings, it is also difficult for them to survive in the cracks.

"How are we doing now? Isn't it right away! ”

The three statues of Changliu all went to the Seven Killings Palace, Confucian Fang Yang is the master of Donghua, now he doesn't know life and death, how can he not be in a hurry, the century-old master-apprentice relationship seems to be-for-tat, but in fact it is like a father and son.

"Donghua is calm, the Seven Killings Hall is thousands of miles away from here, we just rush with all our might, at least two days, and then consider the day when this news comes, it is estimated that the war is over, we can at most clean up the mess when we rush, we can't do anything!"

To be honest, Bai Zihua is not worried about Yandao, first, his cultivation is high, and second, he has not died so early in the original world trajectory. However, the other two statues are not optimistic.

"Hey......"

Donghua can only sigh decadently,

"If Donghua and Zihua need our help, we will definitely spare no effort!" Tan Fan handed the wine glass to Donghua and comforted sincerely.

"Sub-Draw ......"

"Zixun, it's okay with me, Changliu Zun didn't die so easily!"

Bai Zihua turned his head and smiled lightly at Xia Zixun, the blooming lily-like sober city.

"Zi draw you, you are too foul!"

Zi Xun's eyes were full of love.

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Although Bai Zihua didn't care about it, he still conveyed his apologies to Qingyunzi, the head of Qingyunmen, and left Qingyun Mountain with the rest of the four immortals.

Rushing to Changliu for a moment is more important than the result of the Battle of the Seven Killing Palaces.

"Zihua, you're finally back!"

A day later, the five immortals finally arrived in Changliu, and it was Mo Yan who greeted them.

"Master and uncles, are you alright?"

Bai Zihua immediately asked, no matter what, he is still his master, one day as a teacher and a father for life. Donghua even looked at Mo Yan with eager eyes.

"Master is fine, but...... But ......"

Moyan, who has always been outspoken, is spitting at the moment, and he can't say anything.

"Moyan, you said it!"

Donghua seemed to have a premonition of something, and choked Mo Yan's arms.

"The three venerables and the heads of each faction attacked the Seven Killings Hall together, and after the battle, although the Seven Killing Saints were destroyed and the elite of the Seven Killings Hall was eliminated, the heads of each faction either died of exhaustion, or were attacked and sacrificed by the Seven Killings in the chaotic battle. The Seven Killing Saints fought back when they were dying, and the Shizun exploded and died in order to save the Chinese people. Master's consumption is huge, and he desperately escaped the angry Seven Kills? Take the Confucian Zun to withdraw and stay for a long time! But...... But ......"

Mo Yan roughly talked about this abrupt battle between good and evil, and such a quick battle is rare in the world. However, when it came to Donghua's master, Mo Yan stopped talking again.

"What the hell is going on, what the hell is wrong with my master?"

Donghua's whole body was as tense as a stone, and his heart was sinking as if it was filled with cold lead.

"Ruzun is seriously injured and difficult to treat, and now he is in the Hall of Despair, unconscious, Master said...... Saying that Confucianism has reached the end of the day, and his life is short? ”

"Master......"

Donghua shouted and flew to the Hall of Despair,

"Senior brother, you take care of my friends for me, and I'll go see Uncle Shi's injuries! Tan Fan, Zi Xun, and Innocent, you can rest for the time being, I'll go first......"

Saying that, Bai Zihua took Qi Ling and followed Donghua.

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"Zihua, what happened to my master?"

No one in Changliu can beat Bai Zihua in medical skills, and now he is Donghua's only hope.

Confucianism Fang Yang is now dying, full of deep wrinkles, crawling with earthworm-like green tendons, no longer the youthful elegance of the past,

"Uncle Shi's skills have been lost, the immortal body has been destroyed, and the longevity has been exhausted, even if Nuwa is alive, she has no skills to return to the sky!"

Bai Zihua lamented.

Donghua was like receiving an electric shock, and his spirit was in a state of half-dementia and half-dementia.

"How is it possible, isn't Zihua's medical skills the best in the world? Why can't you save Master! Why? ”

"Don't blame the child, Master...... Master...... cough cough cough ......"

Although Bai Zihua couldn't save Confucian's life, he could still wake him up.

"Master!"

Donghua threw himself on the side of the bed excitedly.

"Senior brother, maybe I shouldn't have taken you to the Seven Killings Palace!"

Yan Dao has been the head of the house for so many years, and he has always thought that he is ruthless and desireless, but he died in vain, and Fang Yang was not long dying, only then did he realize that his eyes were slightly red, this is the reason why he tried to cultivate the "Taishang Forgetful Love Sutra" in vain, and almost went mad?

"Senior brother, I know my own body, I don't have much time, and I'm already satisfied to be able to do something for Donghua and them!"

"Donghua, after I leave, I hope you can be kind, Xiu Xian asked, don't waste your talent!"

"Don't worry, Master, I promise you everything!"

Faced with the destined thing, Donghua calmed down, and instead of letting the master see his pain, it was better to let him let go of all his worries.

"Don't be frizzy in the future! Otherwise you'll regret it......"

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There is not much that Confucianism can leave to Donghua, so he can only teach Donghua the lessons he has eaten for many years, so that he can take fewer detours!

In the end, Confucian Zun was feathered in front of Donghua's eyes, and although his body was dispersed, his soul was thrown into reincarnation, waiting for another rebirth.

The consequences of the Battle of the Seven Killing Hall were huge, first of all, the most powerful Yue Kingdom in the world, because of the surprise attack of other neighboring countries, it became a glorious past overnight, and then because of the death of the Seven Killing Hall Seven Killing Saint Monarch, the various factions were originally worried that the Seven Killings would take revenge, but the Seven Killing Palaces were busy competing for the position of the next generation of Saint Monarchs, and they had no intention of revenge. Originally, the various factions took advantage of the emptiness of the Seven Killings Palace's defenses and took this opportunity to raid the Seven Killings Palace, but most of the heads died, and the internal chaos was also a necessary trend, and there was no spare strength at all.

Although Yandao is still there, it is a pity that he is also seriously injured, so the Seven Killing Hall and the righteous path have entered an unprecedented period of peace.