[There are still a few chapters, Yan Lan will undergo a super big creation, and it is also a huge foreshadowing, he will be as powerful as Nirvana, please continue to pay attention to "The Taming of the Gods", the story will become more and more exciting!]

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Flying over the vast land, crossing the mountains and rivers, and the endless city gradually comes into view, that is the Guiwu Post City, which is famous in the world of cultivators.

Guiwu Post City is a large square city, the side is 600 miles long, surrounded by a high wall of nine zhang, and the wall body is built by a long stone of one zhang long.

In the four directions of east, west, north and south, there are nine gates for entering and exiting, and between each gate, there are sixty miles apart. Looking at this scale, if it weren't for the cooperation of the great supernatural powers, how could there be such a big deal?

At this time, it was dark before the early hours of the morning, and in the city of Guiwu, except for a few places where the lights were bright, the rest was dark and oppressive. All kinds of buildings, dense and numerous, look particularly gloomy in the dark night.

Those who live in the city are all cultivators. Legend has it that Guiwu Post City was founded by a top master and his friends, and set up many rules. For example, killing is forbidden in the city, and trade is free in the city. Guiwu City Lord Shenlong sees the head and does not see the end, but his cultivation is high, but it is famous.

"Daddy, let's come down, you can't hold on so strongly. Ziyi burst into tears and cried and begged.

Qing Xuan's face was still solemn, he didn't answer, and he didn't stop on the ground.

Yan Lan was tightly held by Qing Xuan's waist, seeing that Qing Xuan's golden light was dimly flickering, his expression was painful, obviously the energy of burning the Yuan Spirit had been exhausted, and he just relied on the last thought to force himself over. Suddenly, a sour feeling welled up in his heart, and he held back his tears and prayed: "Uncle Qingxuan, now that there is no opponent to chase after you, stop here first, Uncle ......"

Yan Lan's eyebrows showed an extremely condensed look of pain.

Who can bear to watch the loss of his life in order to save himself?

Who can bear this life-based love?

Who dares to face the pain of parting from life and death?

And now, I can only watch like this, helpless, and there is nowhere to vent the grief in my chest.

Qing Xuan's brows furrowed, his expression became more resolute, the golden light in his body flashed, and his speed increased a few points.

After continuing to fly for several miles, the gate of the city of Wuyi was faintly visible. Qingxuan's eyes flashed with a look, like a new sprout emerging from dead wood, which was the joy of new life and the comfort of escaping death. Even if it is not himself who really escapes death, at least the person he guards is already safe and sound.

However, before he could enter the city gate, Qingxuan's body slowly fell, and the spiritual power in his body was nearly exhausted.

His will began to weaken, because the people he was guarding were no longer in danger of dying.

When there were still thousands of zhang away from Guiwu Post City, Qing Xuan slowly put Yan Lan and the others on the ground, and their bodies immediately fell to the ground.

"Daddy......"

"Uncle Qingxuan......"

Ziyi and Yan Lan shouted with all their might.

Yan Lan lifted Qingxuan's upper body and pillowed it on his lap. Looking at Qing Xuan, who looked depressed, his heart felt like a colic.

"Daddy, don't leave Yi'er......" Feeling Qingxuan's breath of life, it was weakening little by little, Ziyi held Qingxuan's hand, knelt on the ground and cried and prayed, "Daddy, I'll go to the city and ask for the immortals with mana to save Daddy." No matter what, Yi'er will find someone to save Daddy......"

"Yi'er, don't ......" Ziyi was about to get up, Qingxuan grabbed her hand, shook her head lightly, and said in a weak voice.

"My primordial spirit has been burned out, the essence blood has also been released, I am seriously injured, I have cast a forbidden spell, my life has dried up, and I can insist on bringing you here, it is already blessed by God and the luck of creation. I'm relieved to see that you're safe and sound...... cough cough ......" Qingxuan's face was sleazed and yellow, and he looked haggard like never before.

Zi Yi felt a heartache, and hurriedly used the not very deep spiritual power in his body, and poured it into Qing Xuan's body without reservation. Qingxuan's cough stopped, and his gloomy gaze showed a hint of brilliance.

"Yi'er, don't waste your spiritual power, your foundation is shallow now, and excessive consumption of spiritual power will be harmful to your cultivation......

"My life is broken, and I can't be saved by spiritual power. Before I leave, I have something to say to you. In the future, if you are able, you will fulfill these wishes for me, and if you are unable to do so, you can only find a quiet place and live in peace......"

Yan Lan's eyes were full of tears, and she nodded desperately in agreement.

Ziyi sat down on the ground, bent down, and put Qing Xuan's cold hands on his face. Use your own body temperature to warm your hands that are getting colder. She hoped that these familiar hands could regain their former warmth and love.

However, all this, like hanging by a thread, will be completely away from oneself at any time. What could be more painful than watching your loved ones leave?

Ziyi was misty with tears, and now she couldn't vent her inner pain by crying.

"Children, don't cry, birth, old age, sickness and death, the way of nature, don't be sad. Yi'er, my father has been happy to meet you for more than ten years, and I am also very pleased to meet you, Yanlan. Yi'er finally has someone to entrust, and she will never have to sleep with me in the future, and escape from death...... Ahem...... I don't have too many regrets to have you two children in this life......"

"Yan Lan, although you and I have known each other for a short time, I have seen you at first sight, and I have regarded you as a parent in my heart. I know that you are a pure-hearted, affectionate and righteous person. Actually, Ziyi is not my biological daughter, but I regard her as a dear relative, and I entrust her to you now, hoping that you can treat her well for me......"

Every word Qingxuan said, he tried his best. The golden rays on his body were already extremely weak, and the energy released by the Burning Yuan Spirit had burned into the last spark, hovering on the verge of extinguishing.

Yan Lan gritted her teeth and nodded desperately: "Uncle Qingxuan, from now on, as long as I still have a breath, I will never let Sister Yi'er be hurt in the slightest......"

Speaking of this, Yan Lan couldn't cry anymore, once, he had said the same thing to Ling Yu, but he failed to do it. At this moment, he clenched his teeth and swore angrily that he would take good care of Ziyi and not repeat Ling Yu's mistakes.

Qing Xuan smiled with satisfaction, his eyes suddenly flashed a little sharp, and he said slowly: "My long-cherished wish in this life is to hope that all the world, all sects and sects, regardless of good and evil, can cultivate the Tao with peace of mind, not to create and kill evil, not to follow crooked ways, I really can't bear to see the killing and destruction of life......

"But now demons are rampant, and in order to take shortcuts in cultivation, or for their own selfishness, they are killing innocent beings everywhere. Even if all the famous and decent families in the world are fighting for the ranking of the sects, or the view of the door, or the desire to preserve their strength, they are unwilling to unite and prosper the world......"

Speaking of this, Qing Xuan's expression was solemn, and his eyes bloomed with a hint of brilliance, which was a look of grief and indignation, and also a lingering unwillingness.

"A cultivator still has such a deep heart for fame and fortune, and is burdened by the world, how can he cultivate the Great Dao ......?"

"More than ten years ago, in the area west of my Tiangang Gate, demons were particularly rampant, and they seemed to be launching some kind of earth-shattering plan. In order to find out the truth, I joined a group of close friends and took the initiative to investigate. Unexpectedly, I was ambushed, and all my friends became ghosts. And I fought to reduce the cost of ninety percent of my cultivation, and cast the forbidden trick to break through......"

"Ziyi, you are after I was injured, when I was hiding in a cave to recuperate, I found you in the cave, you were still in swaddling clothes, there was a mysterious thing on you, I wanted to wait for you to grow up, and then hand it over to you, now, I will hand her over to you, which may be related to your life experience......"

Qing Xuan's trembling hand took out a bronze plaque-like thing from the space storage ring and put it in Ziyi's hand.

"Daddy, I don't care about my background, I just care that you are my only father, I don't want other relatives, I just want my father, as long as my father accompanies me in the world, I will be satisfied......" Ziyi didn't take the bronze plaque, her face gently leaned on Qingxuan's chest, and she sobbed.

Qing Xuan stroked Ziyi's hair, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his face, but his eyes were a little darker.

Yan Lan's heart was stunned, he didn't expect Ziyi's life experience to be so similar to Ling Yu. Ling Yu was also a family elder who was rescued from the mouth of a spirit beast in the barren mountains and mountains, without a father or mother.

"Yanlan, Yi'er", Qing Xuan gently took off the space storage ring on the middle finger of his right hand, "Among this storage ring, there is a collection that I have collected all my life, and now I will give it to you." When I'm gone, the ring will automatically become ownerless, and you can see whatever you like, and take it whatever you like......"

Qing Xuan gently put the ring into Yan Lan's hand.

When the cold ring touched the skin of Yan Lan's palm, his heart sank. After only one day of acquaintance, Qingxuan trusted him so much and handed over such an important thing to him. With a sad cry in his heart, he only felt that this ring weighed a thousand pounds.

"Yan Lan, there is a jade slip in the ring, which records the information I have found out over the years, you must hand over this jade slip to the head of Tiangang Sect......"

"And this Qingxuan Sword, which has been with me for more than a hundred years, I will also hand him over to you......"

Qingxuan's long sword seemed to know that its master was about to die, and the sword body trembled slightly, and he groaned and screamed.

Qing Xuan's eyes flashed with the last light, and his right hand reached into his chest and took out a piece of jade pendant.

"This is the treasure of Tiangangmen - the Tibetan Spirit Jade Pendant. Carry it on your body, you can hide your aura, hide your cultivation, and make it impossible for other people's spiritual senses to detect you. Yanlan, you take it...... Ahem......"

"Uncle, I'm ......" Yan Lan lowered her head, tears had already raged.

Qingxuan gasped, shook his head slightly, and said in a weak voice: "Yan Lan, take it, although I don't know your background, I believe that you are a good boy, and I have confidence in you......"

Qing Xuan glanced at Yan Lan meaningfully, and the look in his eyes bloomed with a moment of joy and expectation at this last moment.

At this time, Qing Xuan was at the end of his life, and he only said such words, trying his best to mention the last trace of true spirit. When he finished his words and his will was completed, a strong line of life defense in his heart collapsed, the golden glow on his body dissipated, and his eyes dimmed.

"Uncle Qingxuan......" felt that Qingxuan's body sank, Yan Lan suddenly felt bad, and looked down to see that Qingxuan had already driven the crane immortal.

"Daddy......"

"Uncle ......"

Yan Lan and Zi Yi let out a painful cry at the same time.

Ziyi's suppressed emotions could no longer be controlled, and she cried loudly.

It's just that no one noticed that at the moment when Qing Xuan closed his eyes, the Ciyuan Zen heart on Yan Lan's chest flashed with a golden light, which flashed and disappeared, leaving no trace.

At the moment when Yan Li and Ling Yu died, Ciyuan's Zen heart also flashed with a slight golden glow, but I don't know how many unknown secrets are hidden in this inconspicuous movement.

Ziyi's heart-rending cry drifted along the direction of the wind to the Guiwu Post City, and several pairs of eyes suddenly opened in the dark.

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