At the moment when Zhao Xiang'er jumped into the well, the blue and white sedan chair fluttering with white curtains happened to cross the arch of the imperial city.

His Majesty the Young Emperor was already standing in front of the main hall waiting, and this imperial city, which was originally shrouded in clouds, gradually became noisy after the arrival of the small sedan chair.

Ning Chang said: "It should be an immortal master who came from outside the world, go and see?"

Ning Xiaoling's eyes were bright, full of admiration and reverence, and when she heard Ning Changjiu speak, she subconsciously shook her head: "It's not a three-headed and six-armed monster, what's there to see?"

With that, Ning Xiaoling sat up from the shore of the lake, clapped her hands, and walked in the direction opposite the city gate.

Ning Chang looked at her slender and petite back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

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To the north of the imperial city, in the center of the immortal forest, the gate of the Witch Lord Hall has slowly opened, and the disciples wearing sacrificial robes are holding folds in their hands, entering and leaving the hall one after another, like an early dynasty.

All the things that happened in the imperial city in recent days were recorded in their hands.

The old figure of the witch lord was entrenched on the green jade lotus seat, and the ancient book he had never released was spread on his knees at the moment, and the folds in front of him were all strips of paper sandwiched by wooden blocks, which had been piled up into three piles.

The witch lord stretched out his index finger with a long finger and hooked it upward, and the folds floated out of thin air, and the note in it unfolded, spreading out in front of him one by one, and the witch lord's gaze slowly scanned them, and his brow gradually furrowed.

"When he was a child, Zhao Shisong was assassinated and stopped by a small Taoist priest, but he did not die, and Tang Yu was nowhere to be found. ”

"The whole house of the Little General's Mansion was sick, and a servant committed suicide by jumping into the lake when he was ugly after a nightmare. ”

"Your Majesty has never left the palace again, and today there is a dispute in the court over whether to open the Suzaku Great Array to protect the city. ”

"Song Fang is very peaceful, and what he does is the internal affairs of His Majesty, and there is nothing wrong with it. ”

"Chenshi, Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling traveled to the imperial city with Zhao Shisong at three o'clock in Chenshi, accompanied by strange birds in the sky, but nothing strange. ”

"The assassins who entered the city at the time of the day were all in place, but the National Teacher's Mansion had a formation to block them, and they couldn't snoop on. ”

The witch lord's gaze hurriedly swept over and stopped at the last note:

"At that time, a blue and white sedan chair entered the city, which should be an immortal master who came from outside the world. ”

The Witch Lord frowned and muttered to himself, "Coming so fast?"

"The blue and white sedan chair, could it be someone from the Sword Heavenly Sect?" the witch lord's expression suddenly shocked.

People don't know much about those Immortal Sects outside the world, and only when they reach his realm do they know some secrets more or less.

Almost all of the Immortal Sects were carefully supported by the major dynasties, and in order to compete for the right to support some Immortal Sects, countless wars even broke out between many countries.

And those who can enter the Immortal Sect cultivators, almost all of them can produce innate spirits, and there is no one in ten thousand excellent embryos.

And most of the Immortal Sects have a standing by attitude towards the human world, and will only take action when a country is in real danger.

Can be said to the Sword Heavenly Sect...... It's not an immortal sect in the territory of Zhao at all.

When the Blood Feather King broke through the imperial city and no immortals went down the mountain to stop him, the witch lord understood that the immortals had already abandoned the Zhao Kingdom.

But today, the person of the Immortal Sect who lived far away from the world finally appeared, could it be that this rebellion in the imperial city was more complicated than he imagined?

While thinking, the witch master rubbed his fingers over the edge of the ancient book, his expression was complicated, he glanced at the young man kneeling beside him, and said:

"Qiu Li, do you know what realm that immortal master is?"

The young man named Qiu Li replied respectfully: "I only know that it is a woman, and the blue and white sedan chair seems to be separated by heaven and man, and the mixed eyes cannot detect her realm." ”

The Witch Lord nodded, and then asked, "How are those people preparing?"

Qiu Li replied: "Just wait for Zhao Xiang'er to go abroad and kill him." ”

The witch lord bowed his head and said: "Don't go wrong again this time, I will deal with the rest." ”

Qiu Li knelt on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and still asked the doubts in his heart: "Teacher, the National Teacher's Mansion ...... Is there any other possibility of coming out?"

The witch lord closed his eyes and pondered, he raised his head, looked at the light leaking from the roof of the temple, shook his head and said, "Impossible. ”

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In the National Teacher's Mansion, the well rippled and trembled, but it quickly calmed down, as if it was just an ordinary woman complaining and throwing herself into the well, and there was no movement.

After Zhao Xiang'er plunged into the water, the water curtains opened layer by layer, and those water curtains seemed to have a sharp meaning, cutting the thin red hairband that bound her hair, cutting some of the corners of her skirt sleeves, and even leaving a faint trace of blood on her porcelain-white face.

The black skirt spread out in the water, and then sank suddenly, Zhao Xiang'er ignored those water curtains that seemed to be in formation, and her body broke through the barriers and stabbed down violently.

Soon after, her hand touched the cold stone wall, and the girl coughed lightly, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, carried by the running water, and bloomed into a flower that no one could see in the darkness.

When she touched the stone wall, she jerked and swam deeper into the darkness.

She had gone down to the well when she was a child, but her memories were blurred, and she only remembered that she had swam and swam to an extremely empty underground palace, and now the water here is obviously more gloomy than it was then, and when it touches her skin, it has a disturbing coldness and viscosity.

In the depths of the ancient well, the surrounding Huo Ran was open, and the turbulent undercurrent washed through the stone road, like a big sword lying in front, and the opposite bank of the undercurrent was faintly glowing with a faint yellow flame.

Zhao Xiang'er used the umbrella as a sword, when the air was split, in the sound of the water that suddenly exploded, the girl's figure suddenly fell in, and the water split horizontally, the opposite bank of the water flow, is an artificially dug wall, a corridor on the wall is full of light, and on both sides of the entrance, there are two huge, holding a giant axe of the golden armor statue.

Zhao Xiang'er stepped on the wall and jumped onto the road, and at the moment she stepped on, the two golden armor gods seemed to come to life, and the giant axe in their hands was chopped down.

Zhao Xiang'er was unmoved, straight through, the figure happened to be staggered with the two giant axes, when the axes fell, the two golden armor statues actually slashed each other, the sound of the statue shattering sounded behind him, the two giant axes were connected in the air, turned into a flying blade rolling on the ground, and quickly attacked from the corridor, rushing to the girl's back.

Zhao Xiang'er seemed to be very familiar with the mechanism here, when the axe rolled like a whirlwind, she immediately jumped up, leaning against the top of the road, the giant axe rolled under her body, just three feet away from the face, the axe wind was a little stinging, but it did not hurt her.

Her figure fell, and she knew that this giant axe seemed to kill people, but in fact it was just to wake up the existence in the depths of the underground palace.

There are rootless and sourceless fires floating on both sides of the road, and at the end of the road is an open underground palace, which is like a monster war arena, spread out in layers of ring-shaped steps.

In the center of the underground palace, there is a huge and pitch-black circular furnace, the furnace is connected by six iron cables, four are connected to the four corridors that enter the underground palace, one is directly inserted into the dome of the underground palace, and one is buried deep underground.

With Zhao Xiang'er's arrival, something seemed to open his eyes in the center of the furnace, which was almost pitch black.

The little red flame ignited.

Immediately, the hollow round copper furnace was illuminated by the flooded flames, the copper furnace was so huge that it almost filled half of the underground palace, so once the flames were lit, Zhao Xiang'er's eyebrows were like crimson.

The layers of the fireworks were blurred, from extremely deep scarlet to faint crimson, it struggled to change different shapes, but in the flames seemed to hide a pair of eyes, those eyes looked at the girl in the dress that was not dry, and there was absolute heat and cold in the eyes.

If you look closely, you will see that the center of the flame seems to have been torn open by something, revealing a huge gap in the shape of a sword mark.

The water stains on Zhao Xiang'er's skirt were instantly steamed, and even through the seal of the immortals, she could feel great coercion just by standing here.

Just like more than ten years ago, when she strayed here for the first time, she was directly shocked by the momentum and fell to the ground, unable to move, and was only taken away by her mother who appeared after a whole day.

Now she is no longer the little girl she was back then, and that kind of coercion is becoming more and more real.

"Long time no see. Zhao Xiang'er smiled.

The flame fell silent, and an old voice sounded as slowly as an old donkey's grinding:

"It turned out to be you. ”

It looked at Zhao Xiang'er quietly and asked, "What about that woman?"

Zhao Xiang'er also said calmly: "My mother has passed away. ”

The flames sprang up in an instant, filling the walls of the furnace, as if they were about to break through the walls at any moment.

"What? Dead? Little girl, don't bluff me, how can she die! Who can kill her?"

More than ten years ago, it saw this little girl strayed into the forbidden land, and then was shocked by the coercion it exuded by itself, it admired the little girl carved in pink and jade in front of itself to die in agony, that was its rare pleasure in a hundred years, but the little girl was stronger than it imagined, and it lasted for a day and a night.

The next day, a woman suddenly appeared and took her away and pointed at her as she pointed at herself.

As a result, a huge gap appeared in the center of his already broken soul, which was difficult to bridge for decades, and brought pain to it day and night.

The fear of tearing the soul is still vivid, and it is not even inferior to the immortal who killed him back then.

How could such a woman die?

"Are you her daughter?" it asked.

Zhao Xiang'er bowed her head and said: "I grew up with my mother since I was a child. ”

The flame let out a sigh of mockery or regret: "But you are too weak, even if you practice for a lifetime, you will be far from reaching that level." ”

Zhao Xiang'er didn't answer, but she frowned, obviously disagreeing with the other party's point of view.

The voice said sarcastically, "I know you feel like you're still young, but you have to understand that on the path of cultivation, most of the time, age doesn't mean much. ”

Cultivation is not like business, if it is not for chance, the apex that most people can reach in their life has already been decided at the time of birth, and even many people have touched that apex when they were in their teens, mistakenly thinking that they are peerless talents, but it is a pity that it will be difficult to advance in their lives after that.

Zhao Xiang'er said: "Since the predecessors have cultivated to the sky, then you may guess what I came here today?"

The old voice smiled and laughed at himself, "You can't be here to relieve your boredom with me, an old thing, right?"

Zhao Xiang'er said bluntly: "I want to let you out." ”

There was a dead silence in the dungeon, and then the laughter of the mountains and a tsunami erupted, and a hurricane gushed out from between the copper furnaces, blowing the girl's black hair back and shaking like a hunt in the wind.

She pursed her thin lips, put her hands behind her back, and walked forward step by step with difficulty, like a boat on the lake on a rainy night.

After a long time, the storm gradually stopped, and the dungeon with light and shadow returned to calm, but the girl's tense body did not relax, she looked ahead, and did not retreat.

There was something strange in the majesty of the voice, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhao Xiang'er said: "Five hundred years ago, there was a spirit fox devoured the hidden country of the world's refining dzi, fled to the karst mountains, jumped to the fire and escaped, a hidden for more than ten years, and then gave birth to eight tails, hair flames, can burn everything, break the purple court realm straight into the five paths, for a while, just coincided with the catastrophe of the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and finally was suppressed in the west by the great god of the 'original monarch' hidden country, a hundred years ago you escaped by luck, to Nanzhou, and was chased and killed by the immortal tail, broken the body, built the imperial city, set four things to protect the country, and killed at the bottom of the underground palace. ”

Listening to the girl's story, the fireworks gradually calmed down, and the flames faintly gathered into the appearance of an eight-tailed sky fox between shattering and condensing, and the pair of narrow eyes stared at Zhao Xiang'er, and in the depths of the eyes, there seemed to be a ghost fire burning from hell.

After the girl finished speaking, the fire fox, which had lived for hundreds of years, slowly spoke: "I don't understand more and more, do you really not know the height of the sky, or do you have something else to rely on?"

The girl didn't answer directly, but asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The old fox narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

The girl smiled: "My name is Zhao Xiang'er." ”

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The autumn wind is blowing, and there are suddenly ripples on Qifeng Lake.

Ning Xiaoling raised her face, covered her forehead with her hands, and said, "Why is it raining again?" ”

Ning Chang said: "The autumn rain is impermanent...... Go back early and be careful of catching a cold. ”

Ning Xiaoling nodded.

Ning Changjiu raised his sleeves to cover her head, and the little girl leaned closer to him.

On the tower of the city wall, a small scarlet finch overlooked the ancient city, and while it combed its wings, its eyes kept turning, and looked around, he saw the pair of young men and girls in Taoist robes by the lake, and they actually began to talk to themselves:

"Alas, it's annoying, it's annoying, it's all hard stubble, if this Xianjun really makes things big now, I'm afraid I'm going to be stripped of all the hair. ”

"Today there is another woman who doesn't know the depths, if it is really a person from the Heavenly Sect......"

As he spoke, the scarlet bird thought of his miserable end, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Anyway, the task given by His Highness is just to make trouble...... You can just make a fuss, right?"

"If I had known that there were such monsters hiding in this place, I wouldn't have come here to make trouble if they broke their heads. ”

The scarlet finch bounced on the ridge of the tower, feeling more and more irritated.

Suddenly, a bell rang behind him, and a new rain followed.

At that sound, the scarlet finch stiffened as if it heard the death knell.

"Forget it, it's a dead ...... anyway If I can get out this time, I'll be completely free. ”

It blinked desperately, flapped its tiny wings, and leaped off the tower as if it were jumping off a building.

"Your Highness...... Keep your promise, Imperial City, this Immortal Monarch is here again!"

The scarlet finch flapped its wings, but its body grew bigger and bigger, it suddenly turned back from the city tower, and crashed towards the tower, and in the loud noise, the tower shattered, and the vermilion monster bird, which had become extremely huge, spread its extremely long wingspan, and in the midst of the surge of spiritual power, a crack was torn from the city wall.

Thus began the riots in the imperial city.

Soon, almost all the people in the palace saw the blood-red giant bird perched high on the city wall, and some of the old people remembered that history and screamed in horror.

"Blood Feather Monarch! Sure enough, it's Blood Feather Monarch! Is the Great Array of the Imperial Palace open?"

"It's too late......"

"Go and ask the Witch Master!"