"Hmph, that's just my humble statement, I have already studied the way to resurrect the dead, not a corpse slave, definitely not a corpse slave, a real resurrection, not a corpse slave......" The old woman suddenly became chattering, and kept emphasizing that she was resurrecting people, not refining them into corpse slaves

This seemed important to her.

She said "not a corpse slave" in her mouth, and when she stepped out, her body turned into a 'yin' wind and disappeared

Just disappeared without a trace

Ning Xiaochuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, if it weren't for Princess Lan Fei still standing in the distance, he really suspected that what he saw just now was an illusion.

Ning Xiaochuan walked up to Princess Lan Fei and was about to 'touch' her finger to the tip of her nose to see if she was breathing

Is it really alive or is it fake death?

"Huh"

A cold light appeared in Princess Lan Fei's eyes, her pupils flickered, and the martial arts qi gushed out from her body, and she bombarded Ning Xiaochuan with one palm.

"Bang"

Ning Xiaochuan slapped her palm, his arm was slightly numb, and then he quickly retreated, staring at her with some shock, is he really alive?

"Why did this princess appear here? Who are you?" Princess Lan Fei stared at Ning Xiaochuan with some cold arrogance, her eyes were very sharp, and she had the nobility of a royal 'woman'.

Every part of her body seemed normal, with a heartbeat, body temperature, thinking, and breathing, no different from a living person

"Amnesia?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

"Dada"

Footsteps rang out.

After Yu Qianqian and Murong Wushuang killed the six martial arts masters, they rushed over and stood on both sides of Ning Xiaochuan, staring at Princess Lan Fei with fierce eyes.

Murong Wushuang said in a low voice: "This princess's cultivation is so high, Brother Chuan, you can't take her."

Princess Lan Fei stared at Yu Qianqian with some suspicion, with a cold light in her phoenix eyes, and said: "Yu Qianqian, you are actually here? The Holy Lord has long suspected that your Great Jinpeng Mansion has the intention of rebellion, and it seems that this is indeed the case." You sent these two minions to capture me here, right? What is this place?"

What's going on?

Yu Qianqian stared at Ning Xiaochuan with inquiring eyes, as if to say, what happened to her?

Ning Xiaochuan looked very innocent, spread his hands, and said that he was also quite 'confused', so he quietly told them what had just happened.

After hearing the whole thing, Murong Wushuang suddenly felt 'hairy' and terrifying, his eyes kept looking around, and said, "Brother Chuan, you won't hit ghosts, right?"

Yu Qianqian shook her head solemnly and said, "Maybe that old woman is really a great heart cultivator, using some kind of intermittent muscle-generating mystical 'medicine' to reconnect Princess Lanfei's head. But her head left her body, causing her consciousness to die, causing Princess Lan Fei to lose her memories for months, if not years. Perhaps, her memory is now stuck in a few years ago, and she doesn't know that she came to participate in the assessment of the Heavenly Emperor Academy. ”

"The heart-nourishing technique of bringing the dead back to life, this is too exaggerated, isn't it?" Murong Wushuang said in shock.

Yu Qianqian said: "I once heard the master say that as long as a person has not been dead for a long time and the body mechanism has not completely died, there is a possibility of resurrection. However, even if it is the level of a master and a great heart cultivator, it can't bring people back to life. Resurrection from the dead is a topic that all great mind cultivators are studying. ”

"Even Huo Shi can't bring the dead back to life, I'm afraid that no one in the 'Jade' Lan Empire has that ability. Ning Xiaochuan said.

"That's not necessarily, there are many hermit masters in the 'Jade' Lan Empire, maybe ......" Yu Qianqian suddenly stopped, turned around, and saw an ugly old woman standing behind her at some point, staring at her with a pair of deep sunken eyes.

This old woman is ugly like an old ghost

Uglier than a ghost, to be exact

Mi Sissi's eyes rolled and she fainted.

Ning Xiaochuan didn't notice when the ugly old woman came back again? she was like a ghost, floating in and away for a while

Murong Wushuang's 'legs' were so frightened that he swayed, trembling constantly, and trembling all over

The ugly old woman said in a hoarse voice: "Who is Huo Shi in your mouth?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "The hall master of the Jinpeng Heart Cultivation Palace, Huo Shidao"

"No wonder you two little babies have reached the level of intermediate mind cultivators at such a young age, it turned out to be his disciples, since you are his disciples, then I will let you live today. The old woman said.

Murong Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, then it's good, it's an acquaintance, scared me to death, old woman, your old man is slowly wandering around in this forest, let's go first"

"Wait, who said I'll let you go now?" The old woman's tone was a little 'gloomy', staring at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "You go to the Outer Demon Palace on the top of the mountain to help me get something out, and I'll let you live." ”

"Me?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

"That's right, it's you, and she. The old woman's deflated fingers pointed to Princess Lan Fei, who was standing motionless in the distance.

The moment the old woman appeared, Princess Lan Fei's eyes became dull, motionless, and she didn't emit a trace of breath on her body.

Ning Xiaochuan also felt that Princess Lan Fei's state was quite weird, perhaps related to the "half-corpse slave" that the old woman said, and said, "Why should I listen to your instructions?"

The old woman said coldly: "Because you don't listen to my instructions, all of you will die." Go to the Demon Palace on the top of the mountain, take out one of the ancient Danding statues for me, if you don't bring the Danding to me within five days, then I will refine the two of them into corpse slaves. ”

After saying this, the old woman left with Yu Qianqian and Murong Wushuang and disappeared into the dark night.

After the old woman left, Princess Lan Fei's eyes regained their brilliance, and her 'spirit' became full, staring at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "Who are you? Why did the master ask me to go with you to the Demon Palace on the top of the mountain to fetch the Gu Danding?"

"Ning Xiaochuan"

After Ning Xiaochuan said this, he rushed straight to the top of the mountain.

Princess Lan Fei followed closely behind Ning Xiaochuan, with a 'confused' look on her beautiful cheeks, and she glanced at Ning Xiaochuan from time to time, as if she was trying to remember something?

This blood mountain is very tall, through the dense forest, through the mountain stream, climb the cliff, cross the plank road, the mountain road is quite dangerous, the foot is a thousand zhang cliff. It's not like you're climbing a mountain, it's like you're climbing to the sky

At noon the next day, Ning Xiaochuan climbed to the second high point of the Blood Mountain, raised his head, and could already see the magnificent Demon Palace, the navy blue 'color' palace wall, the dark red 'color' divine pillar, and the lifeless hall.

At the top of the palace, on the blue and black 'colored' ancient platform, you can vaguely see several 'yin' soldiers wearing armor standing on it, holding the battle in their hands, as if they are going to kill for nine days to penetrate the sky

There is still a day away from the Demon Palace, but I can already faintly hear the roar coming from the Demon Palace, and there are souls that have been dead for many years, shouting inside. There is a divine dragon that fell in the demon palace, and the soul of the 'spirit' is still immortal.

The more you climb to the top of the Blood Mountain, the more terrifying it becomes, and you feel like you're walking towards hell

"No wonder she didn't go to the Demon Palace to get Gu Danding herself, this is not the place where people should come at all. ”

Ning Xiaochuan walked forward stubbornly, and Princess Lan Fei followed behind him, with no fear on her face, as if she had become a corpse slave, and she had no ability to think of her own.

Ning Xiaochuan didn't know that the reason why the ugly old woman didn't dare to go to the Demon Palace on the top of the mountain was because the Demon Palace carried a power that did not belong to this world, and the higher the martial arts cultivation, the more they would be suppressed by the power of the Demon Palace. On the contrary, only a martial artist in the realm of the divine body can completely exert his strength.

Therefore, the higher the cultivation, the more dangerous it is to break into the Demon Palace.

I don't know how long I walked, but on the dangerous mountain road, I saw a man with a heavy sword on his back.

The man was very young, emaciated, with a crown of hair on his head, long hair like steel wires, and a jet-black heavy sword on his back.

The sword weighed so much that every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground.

When Ning Xiaochuan found him, he also turned around, stared at Ning Xiaochuan, and said flatly, "You also passed through the five-colored miasma forest to the depths of the Fire Demon Mountain Range?"

Ning Xiaochuan immediately thought of the giant trees that he saw in the jungle yesterday that had been cut off by a sword, could it be that the terrible sword was slashed by the man in front of him?

He must have relied on his powerful cultivation to pass through the five-colored miasma forest and come here

It's better not to get close to a character of this level.

Ning Xiaochuan smiled kindly: "Sword Pavilion Marquis Mansion, Ning Xiaochuan." ”

"Famous sheep. He said lightly, and then continued to walk towards the top of the Blood Mountain, step by step, as if he was tempering his body with the heavy sword on his back.

Ning Xiaochuan was quite taboo about this man, and he felt a dangerous aura from him, so he fell far behind him.

He stopped to rest, and Ning Xiaochuan also stopped.

He walked forward, and Ning Xiaochuan also walked slowly.

He didn't pay attention to Ning Xiaochuan, only occasionally looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, and continued to bury his head in penance.

Until nightfall, I did not reach the top of the mountain.

The man, called "Famous Sheep", sat cross-legged on the edge of the steep cliff and cultivated, holding a heavy sword in his hand, constantly stabbing into the air.

Piercing out one after another sword 'waves', the air 'swings' like ripples.

Looking at it from afar, it was like a huge mirror floating in front of him, and every time the heavy sword pierced into the mirror, it would make the mirror ripple in circles.

"What is he?" asked Princess Lanfei.

"Sword Practice"

Ning Xiaochuan's face was solemn, and he said: "This should be a terrifying divine power, once it enters the range covered by his sword qi, I am afraid that even ten people of our level of cultivation will be shocked to death by the sword qi 'wave'." ”

Princess Lan Fei is actually quite normal, she can't tell that she is a half-corpse slave at all, her long hair is black and bright, the autumn water is the muscle 'jade' and the bones, the ruddy lips are crystal clear and full, and the front of the 'chest' is round to support the arc of a 'fan' person, and her smile is very natural.

Perhaps, she is really alive because she also has her own thoughts.

Princess Lan Fei's body exuded a faint fragrance, her beautiful eyes stared at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "Then what should we do now?"