A great man once said.

One cannot step into the same river twice.

Wang Xiu didn't expect that he could meet twice a day about the same embarrassing thing.

The first seat of the dignified Spirit Turtle Peak was actually kicked out of the group chat by the top management of Sanqing at an unknown time.

Who is going to reason with this?

Luo Binglan has been lying in the coffin for so many years, and her reaction is a little slow, but it is only a little slow.

Eventually, she realized something.

The coffin lid "jingle bell" trembled, and he wanted to rush out to find Zhuo Canglang and said.

"Master, don't move, I'll ...... I can handle it! Wang Xiu hurriedly sat on the coffin board and pressed her down.

He looked at Luo Binglan's coffin, and then at the big dirt pit.

After thinking about it, he decided to bury Luo Binglan again.

There is still a period of time before the enthronement ceremony of the Holy Son, and it is impossible to put it here, it is not good to be exposed to wind and rain.

The main thing is that it doesn't look good like this.

At first glance, I thought the tomb had been stolen.

And recently, the Spirit Turtle Peak has also been lively.

In case a junior sister with a bad sense of direction walks here and is frightened, and then it is spread out that Linggui Peak is haunted, it will not be good.

The popularity that has finally gathered is easy to disperse.

The coffin was buried, soil was added, tamped and tamped, and the monument was erected again.

He also took out some good spirit herbs and elixirs and planted them on Luo Binglan's grave.

Suddenly, here is full of colors, the glow is dense, and the spirit is rich, like the tide.

This void is magnificent.

The lonely grave, which originally looked a little infiltrating, suddenly became dazzling and shining.

If you call Qin Guangling to play a song here and invite three or five friends, it is estimated that there will be no problem in dancing.

……

After settling Luo Binglan, Wang Xiu returned to his yard.

Sit with your eyes closed.

Organize what you've earned these days.

Consolidate your cultivation.

This trip to the Holy Academy, in addition to the several top-level inheritance exercises that the system broke out for him, he also gained a lot in the Holy Realm.

A large number of elixirs, treasure medicines, minerals, and all kinds of natural and earthly treasures are very rare.

All kinds of treasures, magic weapons, and void stones.

Everything is worth a fortune.

Of course, these are all foreign objects, and for Wang Xiu, the most important harvest is the scale of the ancient dragon and the page of the heavenly book obtained from the murals of gods and demons.

The scales of the ancient dragon were still hanging around Wang Xiu's neck, and they had once blocked a saint's attack, and they had become dim.

These days have gradually regained their brilliance, and the spirit patterns have loomed, re-emerging a bit of the divine power of the past.

That ancient dragon has a mysterious origin and is powerful.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the corpse still has a terrifying power.

Wang Xiu has always regretted that the ancient dragon did not have a complete remnant soul left, only a trace of broken spirituality, and it was difficult to learn some secrets of the ancient period.

"There should be other mysteries in this dragon scale, but I haven't been able to understand it yet!" Wang Xiu played with the dragon scales, and his hands were warm and cool, exuding a faint luster, like breathing.

At present, Wang Xiu already knew that the runes recorded on the dragon scales contained the [Flame of the Candle] supernatural power.

He only partially understood.

The power is quite terrifying, enough to make the powers of the out-of-body period retreat and dare not carry it.

If you practice to perfection in the future.

Maybe there is really a possibility, condensing the legendary candle dragon divine fire, burning the sky and boiling the sea, burning everything.

Then there is the Book of Heaven, which is much larger, consisting of one hundred and eight golden sermons.

Each sermon seems to represent a kind of supernatural power, which is not supernatural in itself, but it is very primitive, as if it contains the true meaning of the Dao.

It can be blessed on top of all spells and supernatural powers, and the power is doubled.

Wang Xiu's comprehension of those Taoist texts made his own understanding of runes and avenues more profound, and his heritage continued to accumulate.

Even Wang Xiu's mutual confirmation of these perceptions with those exercises that he has already completed can often produce a sense of complementarity, which is extraordinary.

Wang Xiu was immersed in this state, unable to extricate himself, and continued to maintain his enlightenment.

Now that Nanzhou is calm on the surface, in fact, there is an undercurrent surging, and the next big war will break out at some point, and it is the king to improve the strength as soon as possible.

A few days later.

Wang Xiu's communication token fluttered.

Zhuo Canglang sent a message and asked Wang Xiu to go to Longshou Peak, saying that he had something very important to find him.

Soon, he came to the Dragon Head Peak.

Zhuo Canglang stood with his hands in his hands, dressed in a tattered robe, overlooking the sea of clouds, looking vicissitudes, giving people a feeling of being dusty but not completely dusty.

"See the master!" Wang Xiu saluted.

"Coming? Come with me! Zhuo Canglang's mood didn't seem to be very high, and after saying this, he jumped off the cliff with a light tap on his toes and fell into the sea of clouds.

Wang Xiu was slightly surprised, and then followed.

The sea of clouds is rising rapidly.

The scene on both sides quickly blurred.

Wang Xiu felt that the speed at which he was falling was not normal, and there seemed to be an invisible abyss below, releasing terrifying suction.

The surrounding light quickly dimmed.

The space here became dark and cloudy, and the chaotic fog filled the air, blocking the five senses of vision.

The day is clear, but it is like the night.

After a long time, it finally sank to the bottom.

Beneath his feet was wet and muddy, and a road winded its way into the dark mountains.

When I looked closer, I realized that it was a dark and deep cave.

The farther inside, a chill welled up in my heart.

It's hairy.

The yin wind shouted, faintly mixed with sorrow and screams.

It's like an ancient Jedi, as if unimaginable creatures have been tortured and even killed here.

There is still such a place at the bottom of Longshou Peak.

Surprising!

Wang Xiu looked to both sides and saw a dark space, with a wide range of distorted spaces, like a small world neatly arranged, with all kinds of huge torture instruments placed inside, engraved with runes.

At first glance, it's not for the human race!

The smell of blood here is extremely strong, and it has endured through the ages, and the heaven and earth are filled with cold resentment.

I don't know how many creatures have been robbed here.

But there is one striking feature, it seems to have been abandoned for a long time, everything is extremely old, and it seems that it has not been repaired for thousands of years.

"This is the Nine Hells! A place that was once used to suppress the Great Demon, the Demon Lord, and even the Demon Emperor......" Zhuo Canglang opened his mouth and took the initiative to introduce Wang Xiu.

"This is the Nine Hells?" Wang Xiu exclaimed.

This name is not unfamiliar, and the entire Nanzhou cultivation world is well-known.

On the land of Nanzhou, there are several forbidden areas, even if they are earth-shattering, they dare not set foot on them, and it is rumored that even the gods and demons will be hated when they enter.

Most of them are in the middle of the wilderness and deep in the unknown wilderness.

It's hard for ordinary people to find.

The Nine Hells is the only exception, when the Sanqing Immortal Gate was at its most glorious, the bull ears who adhered to the righteous path, and the ten thousand immortals came to the dynasty, and they were well-deserved uncrowned kings.

The demons that can't be killed by the major immortal gates, and the demons that can't be killed.

Sanqing to kill, Sanqing to kill!

There are also many traitors, who are in high positions and have strong strength, but they choose to betray the human race and collude with the demons, causing terrifying disasters.

Among them, there are many figures at the level of the deputy sect master of the Immortal Sect, who are arrogant and domineering, and it is difficult to catch them to death, which makes the Immortal League have a headache.

But as soon as the Sanqing Immortal Gate came out, no matter who it was, none of them escaped, and they were all taken down, either killed on the spot, or ...... Prison for repression.

The beings who were imprisoned in the Nine Hells were all extremely evil and incomparable in their tyranny.

It is difficult to erase it in ordinary ways.

But after entering the Nine Hells, there is basically no possibility of getting out.

In those years, as soon as the three words of the Nine Hells came out, it was enough to make countless demon cultivators frightened.

This place has suppressed the great murderer.

Even in that battle, the Sanqing Immortal Gate was retaliated by the demons, and the three hundred and sixty veins were lost to only thirty-six veins, and the elite suffered countless casualties, and they were almost wiped out.

I have never heard of the news that the Nine Hells have been breached.

It's just that...... Since then, the Nine Hells seem to have disappeared, and no one has ever heard of it again.

Some people speculate that the Nine Hells is a cave world, and like the other caves of the Sanqing Immortal Gate, it was lost by that battle.

Unexpectedly, it is still there!

Moreover, it is just below the Longshou Peak, the main peak of Sanqing!

When he came here, Zhuo Canglang had fewer words, and his face was full of solemnity.

Even the two crows on his shoulders were unusually quiet.

The two kept going deeper.

Eventually, they came to a passage.

Here, the twelve dry bones are neatly arranged, emitting a faint golden glow, the light is not strong, but it is extremely stubborn, covering the surrounding void.

Those dry bones are very thin, but they give people an incomparably majestic feeling.

He has been dead for an unknown number of years, but he is still very powerful, full of divinity, like a fairy bone.

On the heavenly dome, wisps of divine light poured down, like stars in the sky sprinkled with silver light, like silver raindrops, flowing to the entire Nine Hells.

"Poof!"

Zhuo Canglang knelt down without saying a word, and kowtowed one after another.

Seeing this, Wang Xiu did not hesitate and bowed down.

After three knocks in a row.

Zhuo Canglang slowly explained: "Back then, when the demons invaded, there were twelve Earth Immortal Ancestors in my Sanqing Immortal Sect, in order to prevent the Nine Hells from being breached, causing the big demons and demons suppressed in them to reappear in the world......

Willing to sit down, burn his own immortal power, and wipe out all demons!

And leave the spirit bones, guard here for thousands of years, and continuously purify the demonic qi and demonic qi in the Nine Hells, at the cost of ...... Never enter reincarnation! ”

At that time, there was no easy person who was suppressed in the Nine Prisons.

Almost all of them are existences above the Tribulation Period, whether it is a demon clan or a demon clan or a human traitor, below this realm...... There is no qualification to be imprisoned in the Nine Hells at all.

There's no need for that.

Just wipe it out!

There is only an existence comparable to an earth immortal, the means are strong, it is difficult to kill, and there are several deaths......

Even if the physical body does fall, the soul is a great trouble.

One can make a comeback if you're not careful.

Even if the soul was wiped out, even if the remaining demonic energy, demonic energy, and resentment were leaked even a little bit, it was enough to cause unimaginable terrifying effects on ordinary cultivators.

Either you bewitch your mind, or you can be manipulated by demonic nature......

In short, it's extremely difficult.

These twelve Earth Immortal Ancestors of the Sanqing Immortal Sect can almost be said to have exchanged their lives for their lives, and they used their lifelong cultivation to forcibly leave the demons in the Nine Hells Prison behind, preventing them from harming the world.

And at the cost of giving up one's own reincarnation, eternal suppression is here.

Looking at the twelve earth immortal bones that emitted a faint golden glow.

Wang Xiu's heart was heavy, and he had mixed tastes.

He bowed down, looked at the twelve immortal bones, and solemnly performed three great salutes again.

Zhuo Canglang watched quietly, did not stop it, and did not speak.

Then, he took Wang Xiu and walked deeper over these immortal bones.

The front suddenly opened up.

Jiamu is born, there are all kinds of grass and trees, small bridges and flowing water, clouds cover the fog, and the scenery is pleasant.

A small hill can be seen as far as the eye can see.

The scenery is very good, much better than in the Nine Prisons, but somehow, when he arrives here, he has an inexplicable awe in his heart.

"What is this place?" Wang Xiu asked.

"Hidden Vein!" Zhuo Canglang said: "In my Sanqing Immortal Sect, all the great cultivators who are close to longevity and have no hope of breaking through will come here and wait for the day of the limit!" ”

Wang Xiu was slightly shocked, and finally understood what these mountain bags were.

It turned out to be a mound!

"I promised to give you a reward!" Zhuo Canglang said.

Wang Xiu was stunned and didn't speak again, what he saw today was obviously the biggest secret of the Sanqing Immortal Gate.

He knew what he should know, and he would know today.

Finally, in front of a valley.

The mouth of the valley is sealed by snow and ice, and it is impermeable to the wind.

The temperature around me plummeted, and it was a chill to the bone.

"Taishi Ancestor! People I brought! Zhuo Canglang saluted to the valley and was very respectful.

Whoa!

There was no sound in the valley, and the ice and snow seemed to have a spirit, making way for a way.

"Go in by yourself, Taishi Zu has a cold temperament and doesn't like too many people!"

"Good!" Wang Xiu took a deep breath and followed the entrance into the valley, and the vines behind him blocked the intersection again.

The passage is neither long nor short, and the mountain seems to have been hollowed out.

There are Ze on both sides.

There was no light around, but it was not dark.

Wang Xiu went straight in, and finally came to a small courtyard, which was very ancient and simple, with wild flowers everywhere, not a curiose, but very ordinary.

The wind and snow seemed to be like this all year round, but the water surface was not frozen.

It's magical.

"Junior Wang Xiu, meet the patriarch!" Far away, Wang Xiu bowed down to the courtyard.

"Whoa!"

The water surface floated, an ice coffin slowly emerged from the bottom of the water, the cold between heaven and earth was even more bone-chilling, the wind and snow were like a tide, faintly turning into wind waves, and patting on Wang Xiu's body.

Wang Xiu didn't move, still standing straight.

Those wind and snow stuck to Wang Xiu's body, like a spirit, constantly wandering, giving Wang Xiu the feeling of an invisible hand.

"Sure enough, it's a twelve-colored yuan baby, Xiao Zhuozi didn't lie to me!"

A voice appeared in the ice coffin, like a female voice, constantly wandering between heaven and earth, extremely ethereal, as if it was integrated with the wind and snow, and like the embodiment of this heaven and earth.

"My Sanqing suffered a catastrophe, several times declined, I never thought that I would get this person again, it seems that it is really providence, the sky will not die my Sanqing!" A sigh came from the ice coffin.

Suddenly, the lid of the coffin shifted horizontally.

The wind and snow converged in one place, the starry sky fell, and a figure slowly walked out of the wind and snow.

The head of white hair is like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist.

The slender waist is in a hand, the skin is better than snow, and the skin is white and glowing, especially the slender and straight jade legs, like ice sculptures, which are unforgettable at a glance.

Wang Xiu bet that this is definitely the most perfect leg he has ever seen.

Not one of them!

Unexpectedly, this Sanqing ancestor who was about to die was actually a peerless beauty!

Wang Xiu was a little surprised, but he figured it out in a blink of an eye.

If a monk wants to maintain his appearance and youthfulness, it is very simple, the question is only whether he wants to or not.

Generally speaking, male monks do not attach importance to this.

is older, the crane has a childish face, and it looks more fairy-like, and when he is young, he looks more obscene, not like that.

But female monks, no matter how old they are, always look the youngest and most beautiful.

This is also what the world often says, there is no ugly woman in cultivating immortals.

There are no old witches!

Even those demon girls are also charming and charming.

"Meet the seniors!" Wang Xiu's will was very certain, and in a blink of an eye, he put aside his distracting thoughts and saluted again.

"Yo, you're still such a handsome young man? If that's the case, I'll leave everything to you, but it's more acceptable......" Xue Zu looked at Wang Xiu, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, revealing a touching smile.

The corners of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly.

Didn't the head of the family say that this patriarch has a cold personality?

It's cold!

"Senior...... No kidding! Wang Xiu smiled bitterly, he still respected this kind of power that he didn't know how many years he had lived.

"Who was kidding you? Didn't Xiao Zhuozi tell you clearly? Xue Zu's voice was clear and very beautiful.

"No! Uncle Shi only said that everything will be known after I come in......" Wang Xiu said truthfully.

"Well, this little Zhuozi is still so lazy! I'm a person who is about to enter the ground, so don't I save me something......" Xue Zu covered his forehead, and seemed to feel a headache.

Then with a flick of his fingers, the ice coffin suddenly fell between the two of them.

Xue Zu sat down first, and patted the other side: "Come on, while you still have time, sit down and talk!" ”

Wang Xiu: "...... This, not appropriate, right? ”

Xue Zu said: "I don't care, what do you care?" Don't worry, I'm not dead yet, there's nothing bad about it......"

Wang Xiu coughed twice and sat next to Xue Zu.

As soon as he sat down, he gasped.

Fortunately, he is physically strong, and ordinary people really can't stand it!

Wow wow cool!

"Young man, the yang energy is very strong...... To be young is to be in good health! The corners of Xue Zu's mouth raised slightly, meaning something.

"It's okay!"

"I heard that you are very good, you are young, you have killed a lot of demons, and you have also destroyed the world rules of the Ancient Holy Courtyard and released the group of people inside?" Xue Zu said softly as if he was chattering.

"There is a lot of luck!" Wang Xiu said modestly.

"Luck is a good thing, how many people ask for it! Back then, if we had a little more luck, many things would not have ended like this......" Xue Zu sighed, his beautiful eyes flashing, recalling the past.

"The seniors fought the demon clan in blood, they can sing and cry, which is admirable, and the younger generations have been fascinated for ......a long time," Wang Xiu said seriously.

"Nothing to admire!" Xue Zu waved his hand and said: "It's just a group of people who are working hard to survive, it's our turn, we don't want to die, and we don't want to be the rations of the demon clan, so we can only fight!" ”

Her tone was calm, as if she had never regarded the war as something to be proud of.

It's a helpless choice.

"There are many ways to survive, and if you choose the right one and stick to it, this is already amazing, better than countless ordinary people...... Wang Xiu said seriously.

Xue Zu looked at him, and there was light in his beautiful eyes: "What you said, there were people who said something similar to me back then!" ”

Wang Xiu was surprised: "Who?" ”

"You've probably seen it already! In the Nine Hells! ”

“……”

The air was silent for a long time.

"Oh, I'm really old, and I always talk to young people about those heavy topics at every turn......" Suddenly, Xue Zu chuckled, with self-deprecation.

Wang Xiu looked up and saw the twilight on her beautiful face.

She's really dying, and her life is approaching.

It's about to die.

Wang Xiu subconsciously used the etheric induction chapter to sense the qi in her body, and found the same situation as Luo Binglan.

A strong man at the level of an earth immortal, how long is his longevity?

No matter how Xue Zu looks, he doesn't look like a person who has really lived for so long.

I don't know how many longevity burned in the battle with the demons.

"I've been practicing for more than 3,000 years! I have seen the blue sea and blue sky, I have been to nine heavens and ten earths, I have entered the Demon Island to eliminate demons, and I have gone to the demon world to kill demons......

I have seen countless things in the world, and I have experienced countless things!

This life is enough! ”

Xue Zu got up slowly, his plain robe glowed, outlining a perfect immortal body, the fairy light was pervasive, and there was peace here.

She looked down at Wang Xiu, who was incredibly beautiful, and said slowly: "But think about it carefully, I haven't made any particularly big contributions in my life, even when I went to the Nine Hells to suppress the demons, they stopped me and didn't let me go to the ......

If I really die like this, I'm going to have to be laughed at by them!

But fortunately, the remaining cultivation of my body can still come in handy......

Boy, are you ready to accept my gift? ”

Wang Xiu was shocked.

It turned out that Zhuo Canglang called the gift he prepared.

It turned out to be an earth immortal-level ancestor, a gift on his deathbed?

That's a lot of money!

An earth immortal powerhouse, ignite life, illuminate the path of another person!

What kind of chance was this?

It's just that Wang Xiu couldn't be happy in his heart, looking at Xue Zu in front of him, he always thought of the twelve immortal bones in the Nine Hells Prison.

The heart is heavy.

"Boy, why are you still hesitating?" Xue Zu raised his eyebrows, and said proudly: "This seat never brags, even if my current strength is not as good as the peak case, but ......

At least it's enough to make your road before the catastrophe a hundred times smoother! ”

【Ding! 】

[Detected that someone nearby is crazy bragging, triggers a critical hit, reaches the high slot of the system, and obtains mana +19998 and mana quality +19998!] 】

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Blue Emperor Immortal Sutra" Complete Experience Card!] 】

(End of chapter)