In a grass hut in the deep mountains, Bai Ling'er was chatting with Nangong Yixiao, and when she saw Qin Xiaotian walking in the distance, she got up and greeted her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Along the way, Qin Xiaotian has been thinking about a question, whether Nangong smiled and wanted to return it to her. Cultivating immortals can survive even if they don't have a heart when they reach a certain level, and he can't be sure how powerful this heart's thoughts are, whether there are good thoughts or thoughts that refute his heart.

"Thank you for saving me. Nangong smiled and changed his previous demeanor, giving people a particularly pure feeling, without a trace of dirt. Her innermost thoughts at this time were extremely clean.

Qin Xiaotian smiled and nodded, it seems that this bloody heart is not the time to return it to her, at least not now. In Qin Xiaotian's opinion, the girl's family should be like this.

Bai Ling'er hugged Qin Xiaotian's arm, there was a sense of attachment that had not been seen for a long time, if it weren't for Nangong Standing next to her with a smile, she would definitely lean up and press Qin Xiaotian under her body to knead it to her heart's content.

Looking at Bai Ling'er with a spring wave on his face, Qin Xiaotian regretted it very much, he shouldn't have too much to do with this fox spirit, and it was still unreasonable for something to happen between humans and animals. Unless the cultivation is strong enough to make God give enough face, otherwise there will be no good end between the two.

"How were you when you came?" Qin Xiaotian missed the tenderness of Mengxi very much.

"Sister Xi'er has been in retreat, and since she took a fairy fruit, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and I can't beat her anymore. Bai Ling'er pursed her lips a little depressed.

Mengxi is a variable of the wild Daze, it is not magical that she can have such a creation, what is magical is her life experience. In the dream, Qin Xiaotian heard a lot of things about the dream.

There is also a bald monk with a kind face, saying that Mengxi was the reincarnation of the fairy girl in the Taixuan Fantasy Realm. With a spiritual root, the speed of cultivation is ten times faster than that of others.

"In the past month, you have been staying here, the Su family is gathering people to mine a large number of spirit ores, I have already gained Su Shi's trust, and after I find the Heavenly Blood Jade, I will return to Ethereal Peak with you. ”

Bai Ling'er nodded, the reluctance on her face became more and more obvious, but Nangong was still smiling with a smile. Her heart was refined by the fairy fruit, and her thoughts were also disturbed, Qin Xiaotian was still more relieved, even if Nangong Yixiao's subordinates found her, it would not help, because her heart was hidden by Qin Xiaotian, and no one could find it without his guidance.

The people in the ruined city disappeared overnight, which was related to a plan that the Su family implemented next.

Through the perception of the treasure hunting master, there is a spiritual spring under this ruined city, which leads to Nantaifu County in the north and crosses the Yicheng Corpse Palace in the south. In this spiritual spring, there is a fairy palace left by the ancient immortals, and the immortal palace contains the cultivation power of the ancient immortals in their lives, and whoever can get it can have the spiritual spring.

A drop of spiritual spring is worth a thousand gold, not to mention an underground fairy dew that is thousands of kilometers long from north to south. Only a few people knew about this news, and even Su Shi was only vaguely aware that the Su family had made a big move.

Above the starry sky, a magnificent cloud floats rapidly under the dark moonlit night, and a palanquin carved in Pulau bronze is carried on the shoulders of eight large men.

Although it is carried by eight people, the sedan chair carved with the copper pattern of Pulau is not easy at all. Every step these people take seems to have exhausted all their strength, but fortunately, these people are all capable people in the immortal cultivation world, although they are a little difficult, but they are still safe.

A moment later, outside the gate of the Su family's mansion.

Sunantuo led thousands of his subordinates to respectfully kneel in a clearing, waiting for the bronze palanquin to slowly fall.

Qin Xiaotian was sponsored by Su Shi, so he was in the back three rows, and he looked at it more carefully.

The sedan chair fell to the ground, and someone immediately ran forward and opened the curtain, but there was no one in the sedan chair. Qin Xiaotian's eyes were extremely moving, trying to see what was going on, but no matter how wide his eyes were, he couldn't see the appearance of the person in the sedan chair, it was like a ball of air, how could there be anyone.

A heavy footstep told Qin Xiaotian that there were not only people in this sedan chair, but also a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure.

Who is this man?

"Meet my father!" Sunanda threw himself to the ground, looking pious as if he was bowing to a god.

"Get up, find a few quick ones to pick up Yan'er in Tianping Mountain, and the rest of them all retreat. The old man of the Su family said in a deep voice, as if he was not interested in his son Sunantuo.

When Qin Xiaotian heard this, his brows furrowed. The Yan'er in this person's mouth can't be Su Yan'er, right? If so, then this Master Su is his grandfather Qin Su's apprentice, Su Wentong?

But isn't Su Wentong only a martial artist cultivator? When did he embark on the path of immortality?

Looking around at the area where he knelt down, Qin Xiaotian didn't know if he should stand up and recognize the future old man in front of him. If you want to say that the only relative in this world, maybe only Su Wentong.

Strictly speaking, the ghost master Zhou Tongmu can be regarded as a relative. But yin and yang are far from each other. Even if Qin Xiaotian wanted to fulfill his filial piety, it would be unrealistic.

"Be careful, sir. At this moment, a black shadow struck from behind Su Wentong, and the spear waved into thousands of silver rays, like an overwhelming sky net, and the powerful Qin Xiaotian had no hope of opening it.

Bang, the black shadow behind him was still immersed in the joy of the sneak attack, and his head was crushed into pieces by a divine power.

Cruel, bloody. Even violence.

Qin Xiaotian didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him, and Su Wentong's image was completely subverted, which was simply too cruel.

Where is this what his grandfather Qin Su told him back then, presumably his daughter Su Yan'er also inherited her father's morality.

Qin Xiaotian felt more and more that he was caught in a game, which seemed to be unremarkable, but it was hidden. What is the purpose of these people? is it for the Lonely Mountain Cloud Tomb Li Wangdui?or is it to stop the Snowy Demon Clan from counterattacking the human monks. If these are not, will it be related to the son of the true demon, or will it be inseparable from the elusive Yuan Tiangang?

After a few question marks, no one could answer Qin Xiaotian. Since he came down the mountain to now embark on the immortal road, he has slowly learned to kill, learned to intrigue, and even learned to deal with the enemy.

Thinking of his parents' unavenged revenge, and thinking of what his grandfather Qin Su said before he died, Qin Xiaotian fell into deep thought.

If Su Wentong in front of him was really a martial artist cultivator as his grandfather said back then, then there were only two explanations, or his grandfather lied to him back then and didn't tell him the truth. Either Su Wentong learned some kind of immortal supernatural power, otherwise why was his blow just now so powerful.

"Protect the master!" A confidant of the Su family saw that the danger had been eliminated, and hurriedly rushed up to stop Su Wentong.

Su Wentong's old eyes were slight, and he snorted coldly at Sunan Tuo, who was standing aside, and then walked towards the Heavenly Buddha Pavilion.

Inside the Heavenly Buddha Pavilion.

"This son is disobedient and cannot be kept. Gai Zhengtian, you go to investigate, the specific location of the spiritual spring, you must enter in front of them, only in this way can you have a chance to fight. Facing the sky, Su Wentong spoke deeply and said to an old man who walked out of the void on the side.

"I'm afraid that the young lady knows that the master is going to attack the third son, and I'm afraid that she will stop it. Gai Zhengtian hesitated.

"Then you tell Yan'er, do you want your father or him, the third brother of the loser. Su Wentong's face turned cold, a pair of iron fists made a gurgling sound, and the aura on his forehead was full of majesty.

"My subordinates will do it. ”