A tomb stands lonely under the cliff in the mountains, and a green pine stands in front of the grave. There was burned paper money in front of the grave, and there was a new pile of earth on the grave. In the mountains at the end of summer, at the end of the lush trees, stepping on the path between the valleys, Lu Xiaoyi and Meng Qingqing slowly walked to the grave.

"When I came here, Wanwan was dead. She used a cone of ice to destroy her body. I guess I don't want to be humiliated after death. Meng Qingqing's face was full of sadness, and she squatted on the ground and reached out to pull the weeds.

Lu Xiaoyi's face was solemn, looking at this pile of tombs, he could imagine the original scene. Sun Wanwan seems to be weak, but in fact she has an extremely strong temperament. Therefore, she chose to die! She was unwilling to bow to Lin Bo.

"The master and wife of the Thousand Machines Gate died in battle, the head was hung on the mountain gate, and half of the disciples under the Thousand Machines Gate died in battle, and the rest were surrendered. Meng Qingqing continued to talk about what had happened, and when Lu Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but let out a long howl. The voice echoed in the valley, and Lu Xiaoyi stood in front of the grave, and said loudly and powerfully: "The life and death of Wanwan cannot be determined by others." ”

Meng Qingqing was stunned when she heard this, and she was still wondering what Lu Xiaoyi meant by this. Lu Xiaoyi had already recited a mantra in a suppressed voice: "There is no such god as me in the world!" Lu Xiaoyi thought very slowly, and his voice carried a rhythm, full of confidence.

The sky was full of golden light, flashing a huge tortoise shell, Meng Qingqing found that his body raised his head uncontrollably, and saluted the golden tortoise shell. What the hell is this? Meng Qingqing's understanding is Lu Xiaoyi's magic technique, she can't ask, she doesn't know what Lu Xiaoyi is going to do when he uses his magic at this time?

"I want to be born!" Lu Xiaoyi yelled at the sky, the huge tortoise shell obscured the sky on the valley, and threw out a dice under the Taiji diagram, this dice Meng Qingqing saw for the first time, it could be dozens of meters square, and there was a word "Sheng" on it. The golden light came and disappeared even more suddenly, and the tortoise shell never seemed to appear, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Meng Qingqing looked at Lu Xiaoyi blankly: "Xiaoyi, what happened to you just now?" Lu Xiaoyi raised his hand and pointed ahead: "Look!"

Meng Qingqing followed his eyes and looked over, and a skirt appeared out of thin air in front of the grave in front of him, Meng Qingqing recognized that this was Sun Wanwan's white dress, the powerful magic weapon skirt from Lu Xiaoyi. When Meng Qingqing buried Sun Wanwan, the skirts were buried together. Unexpectedly, suddenly the skirt came out automatically, and it was still vertical, as if someone was wearing it.

Just when Meng Qingqing was curious, a magical scene began to appear in the skirt, first a pair of jade feet appeared, without shoes. Then the calves appeared, constantly going up, and little by little a person was born out of thin air. When the head appeared, Meng Qingqing was already stunned. Sun Wanwan was resurrected, but she didn't realize what was going on, and was looking down at her body.

"Wanwan!" Meng Qingqing cried and pounced. As soon as Sun Wanwan looked up and saw Lu Xiaoyi who was smiling at him, his face was first shocked, and then his eyes were hot, and tears poured out uncontrollably. Lu Xiaoyi's eyes were also red, looking at the two girls who were hugging each other tightly, smiling, and did not go up to disturb their reunion.

The two girls burst into tears, and after a bitter cry, they stood in front of Lu Xiaoyi arm in arm. The tears on his face hadn't been wiped yet, Lu Xiaoyi reached out to wipe their tears, and said with a smile: "Qianjimen is still Qianjimen, with me, no one can take it away." ”

"What about us?" Sun Wanwan smiled slyly and asked rhetorically. Lu Xiaoyi held a thin waist with one hand domineeringly, walked towards the direction of the thousand machine door, and said loudly: "It's all mine, and I can't run away." With me here, no one wants to run away. ”

After going through so many things, Sun Wanwan and Meng Qingqing can't get rid of them, right? I don't know why, they have a feeling of beauty in their hearts about Lu Xiaoyi's domineering declaration, and they follow his footsteps and walk towards Qianjimen together.

Before the mountain gate, Sun Muxian and Bian Yu stood together, looked at each other's naked bodies, raised their hands and waved each other, the fallen leaves in the mountains were rolled up, and after weaving into simple clothes to cover their bodies, the two looked at each other and smiled, not in a hurry to leave, but turned to look at the road in front of the mountain gate, and the person came back. Except for Lu Xiaoyi, no one can do this.

The top and bottom of the Qianji Gate have been chaotic, and the disciples who died fighting for the honor of the Qianji Gate have all been resurrected. After Lin Bo was scared away, the Qianjimen group was leaderless, and everyone knew that Lu Xiaoyi had returned, and the people with ghosts in their hearts followed in Lin Bo's footsteps and slipped away. Anyway, if you have a debtor, you can just find a secluded place to hide for the rest of your life. Settle accounts, but also calculate Lin Bo's head first.

Lu Xiaoyi finally appeared, and bowed his hand to Sun Muxian, Sun Wanwan and Meng Qingqing took a step forward and bowed slightly.

Sun Muxian and Bian Yu solemnly returned the salute: "Master Lu, Sun is ashamed to kill!" Lu Xiaoyi waved his hand: "Forget about the past." I still have something to do, so let's leave it today, farewell!" Lu Xiaoyi turned around and floated away. Sun Wanwan and Meng Qingqing followed, and Sun Muxian and Bian Yu stood in place, watching them leave, bowing deeply.

Haotian Gate, Su Yuntian walked out of the meditation room, and he felt a strong uneasiness just now. Haotian Sect is the biggest opponent in the cultivation realm, and the alliance of the three major sects is still resisting, and Su Yuntian is confident that he will defeat this alliance within ten years. Ten years seems like a long time, but ten years is too much time in the cultivation realm. After unifying the cultivation realm, Su Yun Tiancai began to concentrate on retreat and cultivation, and now that this goal was very close, why did he have a feeling that a catastrophe was imminent?

The sound of a sigh came, and Su Yuntian fixed his eyes and saw that a person in the sky was flying rapidly, it was Lin Bo.

Falling in front of Su Yuntian, Lin Bo knelt down in front of him: "Master, the big thing is not good, Lu Xiaoyi appeared." ”

The feeling of uneasiness was finally answered, and Su Yuntian was terrified the moment he heard the news. "Ahh Su Yuntian crossed Lin Bo and strode out of the door as if he was nothing. Lin Bo hurriedly followed, and he didn't bother to put on his shoes.

In the opposite room, Wang Xiaotian heard a heart-stopping scream, rushed out and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Yuntian's face was bitter: "Lu Xiaoyi is back." Wang Xiaotian let out an exclamation: "What?" Just a name came into his ears, Wang Xiaotian retreated again and again, and sat on the ground: "How is it possible? How can this be?"

"Xiaotian, Tongtianmen!" Su Yuntian reminded, and Wang Xiaotian immediately got up: "Quick, go to Tongtianmen." ”

Wang Xiaotian and Su Yuntian hurried to Tongtianmen, opened the drawer, and took out the pillar of incense. Wang Xiaotian raised his hand: "Wait a minute, don't worry, I'll write a sacrificial essay first." Su Yuntian took a deep breath and glanced at Lin Bo, who came barefoot: "Find a pair of shoes to wear, what kind of style does this look like." Lin Bo replied and hurriedly looked for shoes to wear.

Wang Xiaotian took out a pen and paper, dipped the pen in Danzhu with a trembling hand, and wrote an article with a cloud seal. Nodding, Wang Xiaotian glanced at the other side, Su Yuntian nodded, holding the incense in his left hand, rubbing the thumb and index finger of his right hand, a flame appeared, and the trembling hand lit the incense. Green smoke curled up the gate to heaven. Wang Xiaotian shuddered, watched the green smoke disappear, and lit the sacrificial text.

The fairy world has been calm for a long time, and no new people have joined in five hundred years, so naturally no one knows the news from the nether realm.

The order of the immortal realm is maintained by an immortal realm committee, and the top 100 Da Luo Jin Immortals in the immortal realm are all members of this committee. For a long time, the immortal world has been like this, a committee of one hundred people, and there has been no change in personnel for a long time.

The Commission has a vested interest and will not easily let future generations take their place. Therefore, it is a 500-year-old contest where the winner can challenge for the 100th place. The ranking within the top 100 is also a ranking battle once in 500 years, and the seat of the committee is determined according to the final result.

One of the current committee members, ranked thirtieth in the committee, is a Daoxin Zhenren from Haotianmen. On this day, when he was taking a nap in the bedroom of the fairy world, he suddenly sat up straight from the couch and exclaimed: "Tongtianmen." ”

A piece of paper fluttered and fell from the sky, and Daoxin Zhenren grabbed the piece of paper, and after reading it quickly, he rushed out of his residence and came to a huge square. On the opposite side of the square is a huge towering building, all made of the finest jade. The most striking thing is a hundred huge pillars, towering into the sky. Daoxin Zhenren walked to the gate, where there was a huge bronze bell.

Dao Xin Zhenren rang this bronze bell, the sound echoed between the clouds and mist, and in a short time, golden immortals flew in all directions, no more, no less, exactly a hundred. A Taoist stared at Dao Xin unhappily: "Dao Xin Zhenren, what are you doing here?

Daoxin Zhenren raised a piece of paper in his hand and threw it into the sky: "Aoba Zhenren, look at it yourself." Protoss reappears!"

Unlike the cultivation realm, the people in the immortal realm have not forgotten the god clan back then. Aoba Zhenren, who ranked first in the committee, was shocked, grabbed the paper and looked at it carefully: "The news sent by Tongtianmen, the Protoss has reappeared, and the forbidden art has reappeared." ”

Daoxin Zhenren bowed his hand to all the Da Luo Golden Immortals: "Everyone, everyone should remember the Protoss back then, the patriarch of just one Protoss, who wiped out my thirty Golden Immortal Daoists with forbidden techniques. We will never allow the Protoss to become bigger, it's time to open the Gate to Heaven. ”

Aoba Zhenren glanced at Daoxin Zhenren with disgust: "Brother Daoxin, now that I am the chief commissioner, you don't overstep your authority." ”

Daoxin Zhenren smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." Only then did Aoba Zhenren turn his head and say to the immortals: "Do any immortal friends have objections?" No one spoke, and Aoba Zhenren said loudly: "Then it's decided, everyone go and prepare first, and wait to open the gate of Tongtian, the lower realm of the hundred immortals, and go to meet the resurrected god clan for a while." ”

The immortals shouted neatly: "Wow!"