001 Dignified Immortal, Wastewood?
Yun Xia regained some consciousness in the chaos, and his body seemed to have been asleep for too long, and he was so tired that he no longer had the strength to move. My brain was filled with water, swaying back and forth, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
"Wake up, Yunxia!"
"She's not going to die!"
"Gu whispered, the competition between the senior sisters and sisters, you actually made such a ruthless hand!"
"The sword qi is not long-eyed, how do I know that she can't bear it so much."
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The surrounding sounds made her restless, and Yun Xia's eyes finally fluctuated, but she still couldn't see the scene in front of her clearly, and she only felt that countless pictures flashed in the chaos.
For a while, I was on the spirit platform and watched the many Spirit Palace disciples below carefully cultivate.
For a while, I was lying on my stomach in the Lingzun Palace and fell asleep, counting the hundreds of years of boredom that had passed.
More often than not, the fire that surrounded her seemed to engulf her.
She...... Who the hell is it? Immortal Venerable?
Yes! In those pictures, the disciples of the Spirit Palace shouted respectfully in front of her.
In her last moments, before her consciousness disappeared, it seemed as if she was ...... With the only emperor primordial god in the Immortal Cultivation Realm of the Firmament Continent, he resisted the chaos of the Demon Realm.
And after that......
Damn, did she win or lose?
Yun Xia frowned, and with this force, the line of sight in front of him finally became clear.
But...... What the fuck is this?!
In front of her, a group of little kids who looked like they were in their teens surrounded her.
Except for a few people who were close, I could see that there was a little worry in my eyebrows, and those next to me were pestle there as if they were coping with homework.
It's just that none of these ones are familiar!
"Senior sister, you're finally awake, let me see, are you okay?"
The handsome-faced little disciple closest to Yun Xia grabbed her hand and asked.
Yun Xia was excited, directly shook off the contact of strangers, and continued to look to the side.
Finally, behind a group of little kids, she saw a slightly more familiar face.
But how is it different from what I remembered?
Is he still the one with a white beard and wrinkles crawling all over his face, who looks like a fairy?
Yun Xia hesitated and shouted, "Little Xuanzi? ”
"Hiss......"
In the small room, with her three words, it was instantly filled with the sound of gasping.
Next to her, another female disciple with a round little face, big eyes, flickering, and a little cute, just wanted to pounce and cover her mouth.
"Yun Xia, you are confused, can the name of Master Xuanwu be called so casually?"
Xuanwu? yes, then she wasn't mistaken.
I think she got the name in the first place.
The ancient mythical beast Xuanwu, the turtle and snake are one.
Xiao Xuanzi is smart but always slow, so he is the most suitable for him.
Eh, no, no, no, how did the original little disciple become a master?
Moreover, he can't even recognize himself as an immortal?
Yun Xia finally realized that something was wrong.
She stood up with her support on the bed board and glanced at the bronze mirror next to Xuanwu.
Suddenly, the water in her head was surging like a few slaps of thunder.
What the fuck is this...... Whose face is it?
Although she looks good, she doesn't have one-tenth of her handsome and bewitching beauty and temperament back then.
On the contrary, it is immature and beautiful visible to the naked eye, and it can't be more than sixteen years old!
But she should be an old monster who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years......
Phew, the ancestor of the fairy world!
Yun Xia froze in place, still thinking about what had happened to her.
Xuanwu, who was not far away, shook his sleeves, and a white ribbon quickly flew towards Yun Xia.
Yun Xia subconsciously tried to block it, but the spiritual power on the ribbon directly swept her hand away, and it was still on the pulse image, and then retracted.
Damn, her aura seems to be gone......
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt the roots." Xuanwu spoke.
"Gu whispered, the competition between the disciples has come to an end, and if you accidentally injure the same sect, you will be punished by yourself. Others, Hugh will have to talk about today's events again. Today afternoon, the last literary examination of the Spirit Palace competition was carried out as usual. ”
"Yes, follow the teacher's orders." The disciples bowed their heads and replied in unison.
Xuanwu flicked his sleeves and turned to leave, but when he stepped on the door, his body paused slightly.
Little Xuanzi, did he hear it wrong?
I'm afraid I haven't heard anyone call him that for 300 years.
With Xuanwu's departure, the disciples in the room also scattered, and the female disciple who was huffing and huffing should be Gu Qingyu who hurt Yun Xia in Xuanwu's mouth.
When there were only two people left in the room, Yun Xia knew that these two people were the people who cared about her the most.
It's just that she really can't remember the identities of these two little radish heads now.
Yun Xia decided to strike first, "Xiao ...... Master Xuanwu, how old is he? ”
"I guess I'm over 300 years old." The female disciple replied and asked bluntly, "Yun Xia, why are you so strange when you wake up?" ”
More than 300 years old? Yun Xia's last impression of Xuanwu in his memory was only double ten......
In other words, she slept in that chaos for three hundred years!
No! I can't say that entirely.
Although this is still the Spirit Palace on the Spirit Island, she is no longer the Spirit Palace Immortal, and inexplicably possessed the little girl with the same name and surname as her.
The point is that this girl is still a chick with an extremely weak foundation.
Yun Xia couldn't do it if he wanted to use his aura to explore his own skills!
In other words, she is so weak that she can't even reach the aura in her body.
It's just a scrap of wood!
Yun Xia could only pin his hopes on the two people in front of him, but naturally he would not tell the truth.
After all, she didn't figure out what was going on herself, so she just made the most bloody excuse......