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Because of the curse of the Immortal Gate, the spiritual power of the earth qi in the three places is declining year by year, and the number of talented juniors is also decreasing year by year. In this generation, Xinghua Village can only cultivate one Lu Hong with the strength of the whole village, and there is only one lark in Daoxiang Village.

Both of them are amazing talents who are not born in the world, but they are also the last hope to lift the immortal curse.

"Didn't the sword cultivators of my village come back for generations?",

Li Qiushi said.

Lu Hongdao: "If you come back, whether you fly to the fairy world, or go away to Penglai, they will at least send a message back, and the answer is the same, the curse of the fairy gate cannot be solved",

"This .....",

Li Qiushi took a leisurely sip of tea and said: "If it is really impossible to solve, at most, Xinghua Village has become a dead land, and the villagers have migrated to other places.

Lu Hong smiled: "It would be nice if it was so simple",

He poked his finger into his heart and said: "Xiucai, the curse of Xianmen is not only in the three places of Daoxiang, Apricot Blossom, and Zen Yin, but also here."

Li Qiushi couldn't help but be stunned: "Lu Hong, what does this mean?"

Lu Hongdao: "You and I have immortal curses in our bodies, just like those poisonous corpses in southern Xinjiang that have been poisoned, no, we are inferior to them, if we don't lift the immortal curse, even after death, we will not be at peace",

"In the past, the aura was sufficient, and the great monks of the three places were still able to suppress the curse for everyone, but I was the only one sword cultivator left in Xinghua Village's generation, and the same is true for Daoxiang and Zen Yin, if the immortal curse cannot be lifted, everyone will not be able to escape this catastrophe."

Li Qiushi shuddered when he heard this, and said in a trembling voice: "No, Lu Hong, we are destined to be so miserable as soon as we were born?"

Lu Hongdao: "The village chief and Sun Yao have never told you about the Xianmen curse because they know that you can't bear it, but now they have to tell you",

He patted Li Qiushi on the shoulder and said, "But don't worry too much, Xiucai, if you really can't lift the immortal curse, I will let you return to the West in peace."

Li Qiushi said with a bitter face: "Although I am very touched by your comfort to me like this, I don't feel good at all in my heart......"

Lu Hong smiled, picked up the Qianyuan bag and went to the lake outside the bamboo house to meditate.

Looking at his back, Li Qiushi sighed, wasn't he scared at all?

Lu Hong sat cross-legged on the rocks by the lake, took out the spirit stone from the Qianyuan bag and crushed it, the spiritual energy was dispersed into his body, the Xuan Gong in his body was running, and he greedily absorbed the spiritual energy scattered around his body.

His cultivation method is very different from ordinary people, ordinary monks can only slowly absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit stone in the way of spitting, and after the spiritual energy enters the body, it will be forced out of the body together with the dirt in the body every week. In this way, the aura that can be stored in the body is naturally very small, and the realm ascension is naturally much slower.

Lu Hong is cultivating the mixed element mind method and the gluttonous heart method at the same time, one refining the body from the inside out, and the other devouring spiritual power from the outside in, and the two sets of mental methods complement each other.

He absorbed spiritual power and became more and more domineering, the night wind blew, even the lake rippled, and a huge black shadow appeared behind him, a sheep-faced human body, and its dirty eyes showed a hideous and fierce light in the night.

Outside the peony pavilion, the crane spreads its wings, and the spring light in the pavilion is melting, and the soft red ten. In the green gauze tent, a man in a flowered robe hugged a long-haired waiter, his long hair was scattered, and his feminine face was full of love.

The two of them were smiling and laughing, and they were about to enjoy the joy of fish and water when they suddenly noticed the strangeness of Xiaoyao Peak, and the man in the flower dress couldn't help but turn his head, and his fingers brushed the soft long hair of the boy in his arms.

The handsome boy said softly: "Offering, what's wrong?",

The man glanced at it, turned around and smiled: "First it led out the pure yang qi of Qingyangzi, and then it was gluttonous soul, and there was an interesting person in the door."

He was dressed in a floral dress, with beautiful palace makeup painted on his feminine face, and plum blossoms on his forehead, which was difficult to distinguish between male and female, and even his voice could not tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Gluttony?",

The handsome boy in his arms was puzzled.

The man smiled: "Everyone in the world knows that Ren Feixian Sword picks the four great families, but they don't know that he is gluttonous in the Sword of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, this little descendant must be his successor from the next generation."

The handsome boy's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "Offering, I heard that you have fought with Ren Feixian, is he really as invincible as the legend?"

"If it is really invincible, how can it die in the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts?",

The man smiled softly, and pulled up the soft embroidered silk quilt to cover the two of them.

In the early hours of the morning, the morning light was obliquely shining, and Lu Hong's body had been running for three weeks, and the aura in his body was already very abundant. Only then did he put away his Xuan Gong, and the lake that was already boiling gradually calmed down.

There was a sound of wind coming from a distance, Lu Hong raised his head and saw several rainbows flying past outside Xiaoyao Peak, and then he remembered that today was the first day of the ninth month.

On the first day of the new year, you can go to the Cuijian Ping Listening Rain Building to receive the spirit stones needed for the month, and if you miss the first day of the new year, you can only wait until the next month.

Due to the opening of the Red Mansion in August to recruit a group of disciples, there are more disciples who go to Cuijian Ping on this day than in the past, although many disciples who have just started to learn to fly with the sword, and the people who are shaking and watching are worried, but this rainbow light crosses the top of the mountain, and the scene of breaking through the clouds is fascinating.

Lu Hong stretched his waist and said to himself: "Get the spirit stone on the first day of every month, select the sword book, and take a sword test every three months, there is no excitement to see for the time being."

Yawned and jumped on top of the bamboo forest, his body fell sideways, and landed lightly above the bamboo forest, and fell asleep with his eyes closed on the bamboo leaves.

Cuijianping Tingyu Building is located in the east of the Red Mansion of Baijian, as the storage place of the spirit stone magic weapon, the status of Tingyulou in the Red Mansion is as light as a weight.

Cuijian Ping is located at the top of the mountain rock, which is wider than the mountain that carries this ping, and it looks like a pagoda from a distance. Standing on the cuijian ping, there is a sense of mist and mist ethereal, and at night the sky is bright and starry, which gives people the illusion that they can pick up the stars with their hands.

Rainbow light broke through the sky and fell from the sky, and the disciples who had just entered all looked at the red building standing in front of them with curious eyes, counting a total of fifty-five floors, each floor was nearly one zhang high, very magnificent and majestic.

There are constantly people coming with the sword, first the disciples of the Peony Pavilion, and then the Ruoxu Peak, the Yanyu Building......

Cheng Yaojia, who was wearing a goose yellow dress, showed a shallow and gentle smile on her delicate face, after a lot of hardships, she finally got her wish to enter the immortal gate, this life is not in vain, this immortal family is fantastic and magnificent, colorful and colorful, how can it be compared to the mortal world?

"Senior brother, let's go in",

Cheng Yaojia turned around and said to the young man in cloth behind him.

The boy seemed a little shy, and nodded with a red face.

At this moment, the three waiters of the Peony Pavilion walked over, and when they walked past the two of them, they seemed to accidentally knock the young man into a stumbling one.