The night was foggy and hazy.

Spirit Turtle Peak.

Outside Wang Xiu's small courtyard, a group of people gathered here, looking anxious.

The sound of birdsong and the apes in the mountains are also disturbing.

Luo Binglan, Dugu Qingqian and other immortal powerhouses are all there.

Ji Zidian sat under the tree, staring blankly at the closed door, her beautiful eyes were full of worry, and even her expression was a little haggard.

Li Xuanqi said: "Don't worry, he'll be fine." ”

Zhang Yuge also said: "Yes, what kind of character is the eldest brother? Even the Demon Emperor can't help him, he should just be too tired! ”

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly agreed.

But no matter how you listen to it, you feel that you are comforting.

On a battlefield of that level, they couldn't even get close.

Although Wang Xiu is far beyond them, he is still young after all, and his realm has not reached that step, how can he get out of it when he gets involved?

Especially the last Hades Emperor Summoning God Array, the power is so amazing that even the heroic spirit of the Quasi-Emperor has been summoned.

No one dared to think about what price Wang Xiu paid.

Zhuo Canglang was sitting in a wheelchair, he had taken a large amount of holy medicine, and even had immortal medicine to heal his wounds, and his body had grown back, but his injuries were still far away, and he also appeared here at this moment, staring at Wang Xiu's room with worried eyes.

He coughed twice, and then said, "If Uncle Taishi can't help it, push me in." ”

Dugu Qingqian's face was slightly different, and he said, "Senior brother......"

Zhuo Canglang raised his hand to signal her not to speak, and said, "The Holy Son can't have an accident. ”

Dugu Qingqian kept silent.

……

Squeak!

Finally, the door opened.

Xue Zu walked out, his pale face full of exhaustion.

She looked up at the crowd, didn't say much, and directly told them the answer they wanted: "The Holy Son is fine!" ”

A sound of relief suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

Xue Zu said again: "It's just that you need to rest for a while!" ”

Ji Zidian hurriedly asked, "How long?" ”

Xue Zu hesitated for a moment and said, "It's one hundred and eighty years in short, three or five hundred years in length, I can't say!" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Everyone's faces changed.

Is this still called okay?

Xue Zu glanced at them and said, "With the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Realm, he burned Shouyuan to forcibly complete the Great Array, and finally summoned a full 100,000 Heroic Spirits, and sent them to reincarnation...... didn't get squeezed dry on the spot, he already has a solid foundation far beyond ordinary people! If it weren't for the Blue Emperor's Immortal Sutra Protector, he wouldn't have been able to go back to Sanqing at all, and I'm afraid he wouldn't have survived it on the road! ”

In other words, even a true saint powerhouse has done so many things for him!

I'm afraid it's also a life of nine deaths!

Wang Xiu really picked up a life!

Ji Zidian, Li Zuiyue and the others were naturally dissatisfied with this result, and they spoke out one after another, asking Xue Zu if there was any other way, even if it was difficult, they were willing to try.

Ye Guhong said: "This is already a very good result. ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, not knowing why.

Although this guy has always been cold and arrogant, he is very enthusiastic about Wang Xiu, how could he say such a thing now?

Ye Guhong didn't explain, glanced at Wang Xiu's room, turned around and left the crowd.

Li Zuiyue said angrily: "What do you mean, him?" ”

Zhuo Canglang coughed and said, "Okay, let's disperse!" ”

After all, the majesty of the head is not ordinary.

As soon as he spoke, the young disciples immediately stopped making trouble and dispersed.

Ji Zidian was a little reluctant, and finally left under Li Xuanqi's persuasion.

……

Inside the house.

Wang Xiu, who was still with her eyes closed, listened to the conversation outside, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Three or five hundred years?

You just buried me!

Although Xue Zu's judgment was right, it was not all right!

Even Xue Zu had difficulty gaining insight into everything in Wang Xiu's body.

Now he is in poor form.

But not completely unconscious.

He has the Wild Ancient Fighting Heavenly Scripture to increase his physical body, and his physical activity has increased his longevity, and his physical strength is amazing.

The Hell Emperor Zhenjing and Da Luo's Supreme Divine Consciousness can also act on his spiritual world and restore his soul power.

Recovery was far less difficult than Xue Zu thought.

"A year and a half...... Almost......"

Wang Xiu muttered in his heart, but did not make a voice to refute, but closed his eyes and sank into his heart.

……

Outside the small courtyard was quiet.

The wind blows quietly, the begonia trees sway with the wind, and the fallen flowers are like snow.

Zhuo Canglang said: "It's too hard to be an uncle! ”

The look of exhaustion on Xue Zu's face was even heavier, and an unhealthy flush appeared on his pale pretty face, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Her breath instantly withered a lot.

Xue Zu waved his hand and said, "This kid saved my life, and I should return it to him now." ”

Her injuries were more serious than Zhuo Canglang's, but they weren't obvious.

If it weren't for the wisp of the True Power of the Blue Emperor's Immortal Sutra, she would have been powerless to return to the sky.

After coming back, he didn't have time to rest, and spent energy to heal Wang Xiu's injuries, so he added to the injury.

Dugu Qingqian asked with a little uncertainty: "Wang Xiu really wants to sleep for so long?" ”

Xue Zu was slightly silent and said, "His origin consumption is too great, maybe...... Longer than I said. ”

Quiet in the wind.

Several people were silent.

Wang Xiu is less than twenty years old, but now he may have to sleep for hundreds of years, which is really a cruel thing.

Long.

Zhuo Canglang said silently: "It's good to be alive." ”

Xue Zu sighed secretly, suddenly remembered something, and said, "If there is a treasure that can warm the origin, maybe it can make this time shorter." ”

Dugu Qingqian frowned and said: "This kind of treasure is too rare, it's not easy to find!" ”

Luo Binglan, who had not spoken, suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Yes! ”

……

The mountain behind the Spirit Turtle Peak.

Wang Xiu lay quietly in the white jade ice coffin.

The moonlight fell, falling on his face through the jade coffin, and the pale face seemed to be glowing, like a jade carving, so perfect.

A faint spiritual glow fluttered around his body.

It's like dust in the sun.

It gives a sense of tranquility and peace.

Dugu Qingqian looked at this scene, and suddenly said a sentence: "He has slept in the coffin you slept in, is this also a kind of inheritance?" ”

Luo Binglan said: "I have been lying in this coffin for ten years, so I stepped into the earth immortal before you, do you want to go in and lie down with me, maybe I won't dare to touch you when I come out?" ”

Dugu Qingqian's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was a little angry, thinking to himself, what does it have to do with you stepping into the earth immortal and lying in the coffin?

If only it hadn't been for a few years.

Maybe you'll get to this point even faster.

But she naturally wouldn't say these words, which would make her seem to be much weaker than the other party.

Although I have been fighting for so many years, I have never fought it!

But she was never willing to throw in the towel.

Luo Binglan glanced at her and knew that she had misunderstood what she meant, so she explained, "I won't do anything with my apprentice daughter-in-law." ”

Dugu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Wang Xiu lying in the coffin, which was very good-looking.

Two faint shades of red suddenly flew on his face, and he snorted coldly: "Nonsense." ”

Luo Binglan looked at her for a while, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "That's right, I shouldn't like it so flat." ”

Dugu Qingqian: "!! ”

"The surname is Luo, I want to fight you alone."

"Forget it! It's boring to bully you......"

"Are you scared?"

"Ah, yes, yes, I'm scared! I don't hate you, do I? ”

"That's not what I'm talking about."

“……”

The two quarreled all the way and fought all the way, and gradually drifted apart.

Zhuo Canglang glanced in that direction, and then looked down at Wang Xiu, who had not yet entered the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "It's okay, nephew, uncle is still there, I won't let you expose the corpse to the wilderness, come...... Uncle Shi buried it for you! ”

Wang Xiu: "......"

When the words fell, Zhuo Canglang raised his hand and waved, and the coffin lid flew and covered the coffin.

……

Wang Xiu is in the ground.

You can't hide this kind of news even if you want to.

Soon, everyone in the entire Sanqing Immortal Sect knew about it.

It's not dawn yet.

A group of people came to the mountain behind the Spirit Turtle Peak in groups, looking at the lonely new grave on the hillside, and couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts.

"Wow, junior brother! Why did you leave? ”

Li Zuiyue knelt down without saying a word, holding Wang Xiu's tombstone with tears and snot.

"That's right! It looked fine last time, why is it so sudden...... Leave our brothers behind and leave. ”

Huang Yunchong also howled out directly, crying very sadly, and by the way, he took out a few netherworld incense sticks from the space ring, lit them and prepared to insert them.

When Ji Zidian saw this scene, he was so angry that he stepped forward and kicked the two of them to the ground, and said with his hands on his waist: "Crying and mourning?" My brother is not dead, he is just sleeping. ”

Li Zuiyue was stunned, glanced at the tombstone, and found that what was written on it was indeed - the place where Wang Xiu, the holy son of the Three Qing Dynasty, was laid to rest.

"Not dead? That's good, that's good! ”

Li Zuiyue burst out laughing, hurriedly got up from the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The crowd rolled their eyes when they heard this.

Several people took turns to step forward and said something to Wang Xiu.

Maybe Wang Xiu hasn't responded.

Soon everyone fell silent, still not quite comfortable with this kind of communication.

There was a slight silence in the room.

The breeze on the hillside ruffled the hair and robes of several people.

Gradually, the people dispersed.

Only Ji Zidian and Li Xuanqi remained.

Li Xuanqi suddenly said, "We're leaving." ”

Ji Zidian was slightly surprised.

But soon understood that Li Xuanqi was the saint of Shushan, and of course she wanted to return to Shushan.

Because I was worried about Wang Xiu, I stayed here for a while.

Now there are results.

Naturally, it won't stay long.

Ji Zidian glanced at her, bit her lip lightly, and said, "If Senior Brother has any movement, I will summon you." ”

Li Xuanqi was slightly stunned, a little surprised, and then showed a gentle smile: "Even if you hide it from me, it's okay, when you get married, I will always get the news, and I will come to rob the marriage when the time comes." ”

Ji Zidian's eyes widened, as if she didn't expect the dignified Shushan Holy Maiden to say such a thing, her full chest rose and fell slightly, and she hummed: "Don't think about it, I won't let you succeed." ”

Li Xuanqi laughed out loud, and the flowers trembled.

Even the wind is stupid.

Don't go where you are, stirring the skirt of the beautiful woman.

A few fallen flowers floated in the mountains in the distance.

The petals fell on Li Xuanqi's shoulders and hands.

She twisted a piece, let go and let it float down the cliff, and said slowly: "I left today, I don't know when I will see it in the future?" ”

Ji Zidian naturally knew that the person Li Xuanqi wanted to see would never be himself, so he said in a slight silence: "Anyway, no matter how long it takes, I will wait." ”

Li Xuanqi glanced at her and smiled slightly.

Turned around and disappeared into the sky of petals.

……

The battle in the East China Sea is a major event that affects the entire human race.

Although the people who saw it with their own eyes were only a minority.

It still does not affect the details of the rumor.

"I heard that in the battle of Yingmo Island, the person who finally turned the tide was the Holy Son of Sanqing!"

"It's hard to imagine that no matter how demonic he is, he is just a young man, how can he play a role on that kind of battlefield?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well! Who is the Holy Son of the Three Clears, what can we imagine? ”

"My master went to the battlefield and glimpsed the last scene from afar, that is, the Holy Son of the Three Qing Dynasty stood on an ancient array, dominated the ancient array, and recalled 100,000 heroic spirits...... It's spectacular to the extreme. ”

"That's right! Originally, it was almost gone, and the strong people on the side of my human race have already been exhausted, if it weren't for the Sanqing Holy Son, I'm afraid the ending would really be doomed. ”

"If this battle is lost, I'm afraid the entire land of Shenzhou will be in danger!"

“……”

Everyone was talking, and the rumors were getting more and more outrageous.

Some people say that the Holy Son of Sanqing is the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, awakening his previous life at a critical moment and sweeping the demon race.

It is also said that the background of the Holy Son of the Three Qing Clans is unfathomable, and there are real immortals to protect him in the shadows, and when he is in danger, the immortals will intervene to suppress all enemies.

"So, has the threat of Yingmo Island really been lifted?"

"The Devil Island is gone, only a ruin remains, I just went to see it some time ago, and there is nothing left."

"The entrance to the Demon Realm has been completely sealed! Now not a single demon can enter, and the world will be peaceful in the future! ”

"Great! The Holy Son of Sanqing is amazing, and he is the hero of the entire land of China. ”

"Heroes are naturally heroes...... It's a pity, God is jealous of talents! ”

Somewhere in an extremely lively tavern, a monk sighed.

Hearing this, the rest of the people hurriedly came over and said curiously, "What's the matter?" ”

The monk said, "Haven't you heard? The Holy Son of Sanqing suffered too much loss in that battle, and his injuries were extremely serious, and his serious injuries did not heal. ”

As soon as these words came out, they instantly caused an uproar.

"Is that so?"

"It's a shame! The Holy Son of Sanqing is a peerless celebrity! If he can live, his achievements in the future are limitless, enough for the entire Nanzhou to look up to. ”

"Since ancient times, most of the people who have been gifted close to demons have rarely died well, which is also normal."

"Normal fart, can you compare with the Holy Son of Sanqing? This is my hero of the human race, and without him, would you still be sitting here and talking cool words? I was chopped and eaten by the demons a long time ago, this is God's eyesless! ”

Someone was so angry that he slammed the table and angrily scolded the person who had just spoken.

The rest of the people were also filled with righteous indignation, and the crowd was excited, and immediately frightened the person who had just spoken, and slipped out like mice.

That's when it happened.

A blue light illuminates the street.

An old man in a blue robe walked into the tavern, and when he heard everyone's discussions, he couldn't help but laugh and cry, "What is this?" Who said that the Holy Son of Sanqing is dead? They didn't die, but they were too badly injured and fell into a deep sleep. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded: "Is this true?" ”

The old man in the green robe said: "Can this be fake? I just finished paying my respects on Spirit Turtle Peak! ”

The crowd hurriedly said, "Can we go?" ”

The old man in the green robe said: "Of course you can, there is no limit on Sanqing Mountain now, as long as you don't disturb the Holy Son of Sanqing, everyone can go to visit." ”

So the crowd dispersed.

……

There are still a lot of big things in the cultivation world these days.

For example, Shushan Zhangjiao Dao Xuan Zhenren was killed in the First Battle of the East China Sea, and a funeral was to be held.

The predecessor of Sikong, the strong immortal of the Qingtian Cave, died in the First Battle of the East China Sea, and a funeral was to be held.

There is also the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, the former pavilion master of Shanhai Dongtian.

There are even Sanqing Immortal Gate, and there are also Earth Immortals who have fallen.

It was also these news that made more cultivators know how tragic this battle was.

The earth immortal who went to die was seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

In exchange for the annihilation of the demon army.

Countless people were silent.

……

Shushan.

Xianyun Peak.

Dao Xuan Zhen didn't like fame and fortune before his death, he was indifferent, he liked Qing Xiu, and the funeral was naturally extremely concise.

He died at the hands of the Demon Emperor, and his blood burned out and turned into a rain of blood.

There are no corpses.

Just buried in clothes.

The big names in the cultivation world have all come, and the major caves have sent extremely important figures.

For example, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

The status is probably equivalent to that of the precept peak master of Shu Mountain.

There is also one of the three deputy pavilion masters of Shanhai Dongtian, similar to the deputy head of the sect, and his status is extremely high.

For this highly respected and immortal Heavenly Master who died fighting demons, all the immortal sects showed enough respect.

Zhuo Canglang came in person.

Although his injuries did not heal.

Among those present, there was only one of the Sanqing Xianmen who were close to the Immortal Sect.

Everyone was shocked.

But when I think of those rumors.

For example, Zhuo Canglang pipeline Xuan Zhenren has been shouting his godfather for many years, and even almost abducted the former saint of Shushan back then!

I was relieved.

……

The funeral went well.

Shushan is accustomed to cloud burial.

It is rumored that the sea of clouds on the top of Shu Mountain leads to a mysterious and unknowable place, endless, which can make the deceased rest in peace and avoid all the world's ordinary disturbances.

"Let's go!"

Everyone looked at the clothes that Dao Xuan Zhenren often wore and fell into the sea of clouds between the cliffs, and continued to rise and fall in the sea of clouds with the wind from a high place, until they were gone, vaguely like someone was stepping on the sky and ascending to the immortals, and said silently in their hearts.

Crash!!

Suddenly the mountain wind blew on the cliffside.

Two figures appeared here one after the other, looking at the clothes floating in the depths of the sea of clouds, their faces changed slightly: "What about people??" ”

Their aura is powerful, revealing a unique fairy charm.

Even the wind in the mountains did not dare to howl.

It turned out to be two earth immortal powerhouses.

Li Hanqiu, the master of Qingling Peak, who presided over the funeral, was stunned: "Two senior uncles and ancestors, are you back?" ”

The two earth immortals did not answer, and continued to ask, "Less nonsense, what about the Dao Xuanren??" ”

Li Hanqiu glanced at the clothes in the depths of the sea of clouds and did not speak.

The two understood what he meant, as if they had lost their souls: "Sure enough, it's still too late to come back!" ”

Zhuo Canglang said: "It's useless to come back early, godfather, he didn't die in Shushan!" but died in the East China Sea......"

Naturally, this is not an anachronism.

The two looked over, stared at Zhuo Canglang, the cold light flashed in their eyes, and said, "The battle of the East China Sea, why did it look like this?" Why don't you wait for us to come back?"

There is more than one crack in the Demon Realm.

It's just that some are big, some are small.

Before the Battle of the East China Sea.

About half a year.

The Eastern Wilderness, the Western Soil, the Northern Regions, and even Zhongzhou have all been harassed by demons to varying degrees.

The frequency is high.

And the action is huge, and it creates a great killing karma in a short period of time.

It is suspected to be a signal that the demons are about to invade on a large scale.

The regions themselves are not very peaceful, and it is even more difficult to deal with this situation, so they sent a signal to Nanzhou for help.

For this kind of thing.

The major immortal sects are naturally obliged.

A large number of elites were sent.

The earth immortal powerhouse has gone a lot.

The land of Shenzhou is vast, even if the earth immortal powerhouse has an amazing foot range, roaming freely in the void, and is assisted by a teleportation formation, it still takes a long time to cross between different regions.

What's more, it's not like you go and come back.

They did kill a lot of demons.

But I didn't expect the East China Sea War to break out so suddenly!

Zhuo Canglang looked at the two pairs of eyes full of anger, and said expressionlessly: "I can't wait!" ”

Many factors in that great war can be demonstrated.

It was definitely the best time to attack, there was no one.

If it drags on for a little longer, any more variables will be a devastating blow to the Terrans.

The demons are extremely ambitious, and their means are even more amazing.

Even if the number of earth immortals dispatched by the human race is doubled, if the demon race is really well prepared, there will be only one way to die!

……

This is something that can be attested to by those who participated in that war at the time.

So countless people stepped forward to dissuade them.

You explain things clearly.

The two Earth Immortals fell silent.

At that time, when they were out to support, they were still thinking that although the demon clan was menacing, there had never been any great strong enemies, but it just gave people a ...... The illusion of a strong enemy will appear at any time, so that they do not dare to walk away easily.

Throughout the whole process, it was actually very smooth.

Now it seems that there should be some connection between the demons on Ying Demon Island and the demon world, and they deliberately made a move to divert the tiger from the mountain.

……

The funeral is over.

Everyone dispersed.

Zhuo Canglang sat alone on a mountain rock, caressing the surface of that stone, and suddenly remembered something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the beginning, it was here.

Like a scoundrel, he asked for dozens of places in the Ancient Holy Academy.

The scene is like yesterday.

Zhuo Canglang looked at the sun at the end of the sea of clouds and said, "Godfather, come back early, I will accept you as my godson." ”

When he said this, Zhuo Canglang hadn't laughed yet, and suddenly there was a burst of "poof" laughter behind him, which was very smart, like a silver bell.

The voice is heard.

Zhuo Canglang trembled and looked back reflexively.

A woman in a green dress stood under a tree, her skin was as white as jade, her long hair was like a waterfall, her legs were slender, and her figure was exquisite.

She stood under a tree with her hands behind her back.

The smile was very shallow, but it was amazing, which made Zhuo Canglang stunned.

As if sensing his gaze, the woman quickly restrained her smile and snorted coldly: "After so many years, you are really still out of tune!" ”

Zhuo Canglang stared at her for a long time before smiling and saying, "After so many years, you are still so beautiful!" ”

The woman in the green dress was stunned, and her lips pursed slightly: "Don't think that I will forgive you if you say good things." ”

Zhuo Canglang smiled but did not speak.

The woman in the green dress said again: "Why don't you say mourning? ”

From the beginning to the end of the funeral, Zhuo Canglang did not say a word of mourning.

This is the most important thing to say in such an occasion.

But if you don't look closely, it should be difficult to spot this.

Zhuo Canglang thought that she was really as careful as she was many years ago, turned her head, and continued to look at the sea of clouds.

The sunlight fell on him, pulling a long shadow behind him.

"I don't want to hear those words if I say it."

……

Facts have proved that even today's Zhuo Canglang has cultivated to an earth immortal.

But many things in this world still can't go his way.

"Condolences, Master Zhuo!"

"By the way!"

"Don't be too sad!"

“……”

Of course, Sanqing also has to hold a funeral.

In this battle, they also suffered heavy losses.

The fire ancestor fell, and the first palace Shang Yu of the sound vein was extremely sublimated, and burned his life with a song of a hundred birds and a phoenix.

They all died a heroic death!

But, is Zhuo Canglang sad?

It doesn't seem to be.

He didn't have a lot of sadness in his heart, some were just calm.

Of course, part of the reason for this is that he is no longer the boy he was back then, and it is the first time he hears the bad news that his masters and ancestors died in the East China Sea, and he cried so much that he felt that the sky had fallen.

The more important reason is that he knows that those old people will eventually return.

Although in the eyes of many people, they who have returned are no longer who they once were.

But what does it matter?

……

The funeral of Sanqing Xianmen lasted for several days.

The liveliest place is not Zaobing Peak, where the funeral is held.

It's the Spirit Turtle Peak.

The back mountain of Linggui Peak has always been inaccessible, but at this moment, it seems to have become the most eye-catching attraction in the entire Sanqing Immortal Gate.

A large number of young men and women come here every day.

Longing to catch a glimpse of the true face of the legendary Sanqing Holy Son.

It is said that this holy son of the Three Qing Dynasty is not only unparalleled in talent and rare in the world, but also a rare beautiful man in the land of China for ten thousand years.

Even the immortals shook their heads when they saw it!

But they were doomed to disappointment.

Wang Xiu was buried deep in the ground, and only a stone tablet was exposed to the surface.

Nothing else.

"This is unfair to the Holy Son of the Three Cleans!"

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy looked at Wang Xiu's stone tablet and said indignantly: "How can a young hero like the Holy Son of Sanqing die so plainly? ”

Beside her, a delicate and charming girl hurriedly said, "What nonsense brother? The Holy Son of Sanqing is just sleeping, where did he die? ”

The young man said: "It's not okay to sleep, it should be vigorous!" ”

The girl tilted her head and asked, "Brother, what do you want to do?" ”

The young man thought for a moment and said, "At least, you should add a character to him!" Record his outstanding contributions to the Terrans, lest future generations forget them! ”

The girl was stunned and didn't react at once.

Biography...... Isn't that stuff usually carved on a tombstone?

The Holy Son of Sanqing is not dead again!

Just as she was thinking, there was already a sound of "swish" in her ears.

The boy had already found a piece of bluestone and carved words on it.

The young man's swordsmanship is good, and his sword is fast and steady, only to listen to the flying stone chips, and it doesn't take long...... The tens of thousands of catties of bluestone was already full of handwriting.

"Wang Xiu, the holy son of the Three Qing Dynasty, the year of birth and death is unknown...... He lost his parents at a young age and a teacher at a young age, but he never complained, but was full of enthusiasm for anyone......

"He is low-key and humble, he is obviously amazingly talented, but he never shows his ...... There was even a time when he was seen as a disgrace by his peers...... But, it's gold, it always has to shine! ”

“…… In the Ancient Holy Courtyard, he led the declining Sanqing Immortal Sect to sweep the one hundred and seven Immortal Gates in Nanzhou, and countless Holy Sons and Holy Maidens bent their waists, and none of them resisted......"

"Before the mural of gods and demons, there is no record of ...... in the ages"

“…… It is also to defeat the demon saints, destroy the demon conspiracy, and save countless human races! ”

"Create a fighting soul machine and change the pattern of Nanzhou......"

"Leading the design of the Demon City, the talent is eternal, and there is no ...... in ancient and modern times"

"The battle of the East China Sea, with the body of the primordial baby, the first battle was a god ......"

Sprinkled with tens of thousands of words, all in one go.

There is not a hint of stagnation.

The girl was surprised, and said with a little admiration: "You are so powerful, brother! ”

The young man shook his head, looked at Wang Xiu's sleeping place and said, "I just remembered a legend, and he ...... It's the one who creates the legend! ”

There was silence.

The evening breeze stirred the robes of the boys and girls, and the grass was fragrant all over the ground.

The young man said, "Sister, let's put a stick of incense on the Holy Son of Sanqing, shall we?" ”

The girl's eyes were already moist, and she nodded seriously: "Hmm! ”

The two of them acted very seriously, lit the incense, bowed three times in front of Wang Xiu's monument, and then inserted the incense in front of the monument.

The young man said very seriously: "Sanqing Holy Son, if there is a spirit in the sky, please bless me!" I won't let you down, and I will definitely follow in your footsteps and become like you! ”

【Ding! 】

[Someone bragging is detected nearby, congratulations to the host for gaining mana +25!] 】

Then leave.

Soon after.

Ji Zidian came here, and when he saw this scene, he was so angry: "Who is it, how many times have I said it, senior brother is not dead, he is just sleeping, don't put on incense, don't put incense on it, don't put on incense!! ”

The sound was very high-pitched, and the thunder in the sky was terrifying.

In the mountains, the brother and sister who had just left the Spirit Turtle Peak heard this movement and hurriedly ran away.

"Brother, did we make a mistake?"

"Nonsense, the Holy Son of Sanqing was born a god, this is blessed by Lei Gong, you know a fart."

"Whew~"

“……”

……

Ji Zidian was helpless.

There is more than one pillar of incense in front of Wang Xiu's monument, a dense piece, obviously too many people have done this!

She also reacted to Zhuo Canglang, if the stele hadn't been removed, this would not have happened.

But Zhuo Canglang's answer was: "If you don't make a tablet and mark the location, if those people stand on your senior brother's head, will you accept it?" ”

The answer, of course, is no.

Ji Zidian couldn't accept it.

As for the method of completely blocking the mountain behind Spirit Turtle Peak and not letting others get close to here, it has been ruled out.

According to Li Zuiyue and other people who are familiar with Wang Xiu, Wang Xiu's junior brother has always loved to be lively, even if he is sleeping, he must not want to be isolated from the world and not feel the crowd.

Moreover.

When Ji Zidian tried for the first time to isolate Wang Xiu's sleeping place.

Wang Xiu's coffin board rang for a whole night.

A palpable protest was expressed.

As a result, the resolution was annulled.

(End of chapter)