The hot sun scorched the earth and all the creatures on it, and there was not a trace of wind in the air, and the willow trees by the roadside were hanging down listlessly at the moment, and the asphalt road was burning on it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the image of Hong Qingyun in the villa of Nandao appearing in front of the screen with an extremely gloomy face, in front of the other seven or eight split-screen images, the envoys of the Heavenly Alliance of the Spiritual Cultivation Realm were sitting in a precarious position, as cold as being in an ice cellar.

"Let's talk about it, let's see how to deal with this matter?" Hong Qingyun stared coldly at the few people on the screen, and the cold air was transmitted to the other screens through a voice without the slightest emotion.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and they naturally saw the live broadcast just now, as if Xiao Nan's demon-like terrifying power had made them nervous and still hadn't fully recovered.

The assassin was stared at by Hong Qingyun like this, and his heart was full of weakness.

Seeing that Hong Qingyun's face was becoming more and more gloomy, Qingcheng sent Chen Dongluo to hesitate for a moment, and cautiously arched his hand and said: "Senior Brother Hong, the day after tomorrow is the Spring Festival, at this time, I am afraid that there will be a lot of inconvenience in the coordination of various factions, why don't you let him go for the time being?"

Although most of the people hate Xiao Nan to the extreme, those who can cultivate to the psychic realm are definitely cunning and life-sparing people. It's okay to make a plan, but to be the first to do it, it's better than standing behind.

Before, they only regarded Yi Xiaonan as a person with a slightly faster cultivation speed in the lower cultivation realm, and they didn't win the first opportunity to meet and kill Yi Xiaonan like Zhang Tianyu, and they were still beating their chests one by one, lamenting that they had missed a good opportunity to establish their power. But then, as if Xiaonan's almost swept the Kunlun faction and shocked his performance, they all had the feeling of the rest of their lives.

Although it seems that Xiao Nan's cultivation is only a mere psychic intermediate level, looking at his eyes that are blind, these spiritual envoys are still a little weak from the bottom of their hearts.

"Senior Brother Hong, our responsibility is still to control the various factions to explore various secret places and fight against the evil cultivators of the Nether Realm, when this foothold is not stable, is it not appropriate to make a big fight for this kid?" Yang Yun of the Heavenly Star Sect took a deep breath and looked at Hong Qingyun worriedly.

In the Tianfeng Tomb, with two white and slender calves on a pair of orange and white flip-flops, a pair of orange-colored pants, and a white short T-shirt, especially the water chestnut shaped chin Xiao Nan, captured her but did not kill her, which made Yang Yun vaguely have some strange feelings, and after finishing speaking, a faint flush swelled up on her face.

On the beautiful face of Xu Xiyan of Lingyunmen, hearing this, he showed a strange faint smile, nodded, and said: "It seems that Xiaonan's strength is extraordinary, and it needs to be reestimated, and the New Year is still two days away, and it is not easy to make any big moves; ”

"Reasonable!" Xu Xiya came forward to say this, and everyone was secretly relieved and nodded one after another.

"However, we can't let them live too peacefully!" Chen Dongluo saw that Hong Qingyun seemed to be uncertain, and said carefully: "Just spread the rumors that Xiao Nan has been inherited by the Immortal King and has become a heinous big devil, and use this to pressure the town to guard the mansion, and see if they dare to shield Yi Xiao Nan!"

After a little hesitation, Hong Qingyun nodded slowly, and said coldly: "Okay, this matter is according to what Dong Luo said, everyone told the subordinate sect good students to take action after the fifteenth day of next year." ”

In the northeast, a blue-black mountain cliff stands tall in the cold and continuous mountains, surrounded by many small hills, and the huge mountain stream between the mountains looks very dark and deep. Although the mountain is covered with lush forests, there is even a feeling of being on flat ground when you walk to the front of the mountain, and there is no steepness at all from a distance.

The famous Fallen Soul Cliff Altar is located in this deep and quiet mountain. The misty mist in the mountains and the endless mountains make it feel like you are in the middle of this deep mountain away from the noise of the world - this environment is not much better than Kunlun Qingcheng.

The night faded, the bright moon moved westward, but the hall of the Fallen Soul Cliff was brightly lit.

"I, Zhao Xuanlong, have made an oath that whoever touches the blood of my disciple will be repaid with my life!" Zhao Xuanlong looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said: "In the future, my Zhao Xuanlong's life will be the king's! If there is any sending, Zhao will definitely die!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted, "Bring the wine!"

I saw a man coming out from behind him holding a large jar of wine, Zhao Xuanlong took out a big bowl, the man opened the mud seal of the wine jar and poured a bowl of wine, Zhao Xuanlong respectfully brought the wine bowl to Yi Xiaonan: "Zhao Xuanlong, on behalf of the survivors of the day, thank you for your help and revenge, please drink this wine!"

"These first three cups, I should respect Li Qing and the other five brothers who cast red blood and burned their souls and couldn't even reincarnate!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa! As if Xiaonan stepped forward and picked up the wine jar and poured three bowls of wine, the pale yellow liquor splashed all over the table, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

It was as if Xiaonan raised the wine above his head one by one, and then slowly poured it in front of him, and the wine seeped into the green bricks and became wet.

Finally, I picked up a bowl of wine that I poured again, raised it to my mouth, and drank it all in one go.

The Falling Soul Cliff secretly made good wine, and everyone raised their heads to dry it, and some of the residual wine gushing out from the corners of everyone's mouths flowed down their chin and neck into their chests.

With this bowl of wine in the stomach, everyone's body is like being burned from the chest to the depths of the stomach by a soldering iron, and a cool feeling outside the body goes down from the Tiantu acupoint in the throat through the Xuanji acupoint and the middle navel acupoint, and goes straight to the Shenque acupoint where the stomach squeezes the eyes.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After three rounds of wine, everyone raised the wine bowl and threw it to the ground, and the wine bowl was shattered, and a large piece of pottery was spread on the ground.

"The soul is gone, the soul is gone, the ethereal yellow spring is impermanent......" I don't know who sang the soul song of the Falling Soul Cliff, "Sauvignon Blanc - Leaving the Soul". The sound of each sentence was like a hammer hitting an anvil, and it slammed into everyone's hearts one after another.

The Falling Soul Cliff and other monks were all excited, and the heat flowed through the whole body like an electric shock in an instant, everyone's chest cavity was filled with passion, the diaphragm moved up and down, and a dantian qi rushed through the throat and gushed out of the mouth;

"The soul is gone, the soul is gone, the ethereal yellow spring is impermanent, and the night light is not in order. The spirit is illusory, the spirit is scattered, it is like turning to Meng Poqi, why should the bitterness be left behind......"

The monks of the Fallen Soul Cliff sang repeatedly, and their voices were full of affection.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky in the west, and a thunderclap burst through the sky, and a thunderbolt burst into the sky, and the mountain cliff, the main altar, and all the monks were wrapped in a white rain mist, and they were not visible at all......

Suddenly!

It can be said that without warning, a blue lightning bolt struck out from the sky, and there seemed to be a slight spark of electricity in it, which for some reason actually shot into the temple and silently hit the yin and yang spirit rhinoceros on Xiao Nan's chest

"Hiss!" The Yin Yang Spirit Rhino immediately seemed to be stimulated, and countless tiny electric sparks flashed and spread on Xiao Nan's body, but through his clothes, no one could see it.

I saw a faintly visible gray smoke rising out, which was immediately purified into a white gray mist, and disappeared in two clicks.

As soon as Xiao Nan grabbed the Yin Yang Spirit Rhino, he immediately felt that the aura in his body was a little uncontrollable. At that moment, he didn't dare to continue drinking, and immediately returned to the room where he practiced on weekdays.

The aura in his body was rolling more and more, making him tremble a little, and even had a feeling that he was about to be burned, as if Xiao Nan's eyes flashed slightly, and he quickly locked the room tightly, sat down and began to run Zhou Tian.

This was a completely different cultivation from the past, as if Xiao Nan felt the restlessness of the aura in his body, as if he was looking for some breakthrough. He was constantly doing the weekly work, as if this was the only way to alleviate the agitation in his body.

I don't know how long it took, as if Xiaonan could only feel a kind of suffocation, and the true yuan had been unable to vent, as if there was a lack of an outlet.

If he didn't run Zhou Tian, he would feel that his meridians were about to burn, but if he wanted to continue cultivating, he could only feel that the aura of the dantian was getting thicker and thicker.

"Boom" sounded in Yi Xiaonan's mind, and it seemed that the strong true yuan of the dantian had found a place for catharsis, and rushed through several meridians in one fell swoop.

Although Xiao Nan didn't open his eyes, he was happy in his heart, and that relaxed feeling made him know that he had finally broken through to the upper level of psychics.

Suddenly, a fresh aura rose from the dantian again, and this aura instantly broke through his Chengling acupoint and went straight to the Divine Court.

A feeling of relaxation and comfort came to his heart, so comfortable, as if Xiao Nan subconsciously moaned.

He didn't open his eyes, and he always vaguely felt that there was still some less agile divine consciousness, but it was instantly clear. There seemed to be more memories in his mind, as if Xiaonan was shocked, it seems that after this time, all the hidden dangers have been completely eliminated?

All of Immortal Monarch's memories are no longer obstacles, and they will all be used for his own use.

Sure enough, more and more things poured into Yi Xiaonan's mind, and he immediately knew that it seemed to be true, that he had really recovered himself, and these were indeed all the memories of the Ninth Immortal Monarch.

The memories of Changshengjun came over like a tide, from the simple boy in the mountain village at the beginning, he stepped on the path of cultivation against the sky, and the scenes became clear one by one......

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, when people thought that yesterday's events had come to an end temporarily, but early in the morning, a new rumor was noisy.

Hearing this rumor, many people were shocked, don't you want people to have a good New Year?

And the smart people shook their heads with a wry smile, in order to suppress Yi Xiaonan, some people are really full of tricks!