The night is as cool as water, and there are no stars and no moon.

Youtan Mountain is in this endless darkness all the year round

Qing Xun Xianjun carried a lantern and walked slowly along the mountain road

The point therapy on the top of the mountain, like a lighthouse on the sea, points the way for the lonely boat that has lost its way.

Ever since the heart-devouring pain disappeared, he hadn't seen the ghost lord Qianwei again.

He heard about the branch from the ghost king Qianqu, and also heard the news of Qianwei's retreat.

He had planned to stay in the mansion at the top of the hill as a servant, which Qianwei had mentioned when she signed the agreement with him.

But the ghost king Qianqu didn't agree, Qianqu was a simple man, frowned, and always felt that this ice-like Qingjing Immortal Monarch was a spy sent by the upper realm. Qianwei must have been brainwashed by him to keep him in Youtan Mountain.

Qingjing Xianjun didn't explain, and built a wooden house by the Wufu Sea, which was considered to be a foothold.

In addition to cultivation every day, fishing is fishing, and the fish in this vain sea are all undead, and he doesn't eat them, so he sends them to the mansion on the top of the mountain every day.

The old man who fished on the reef was very unpleasant to look at him, he had been sitting on the beach for thousands of years, and the fish he caught were not as many as Qing Xianjun had caught in recent years.

Qing Jing Xianjun handed the fish to the gatekeeper and asked, "Isn't the ghost lord out of the customs yet?"

He yawned and replied, as always, "No." ”

This immortal monarch has to run up and ask again every day, if it weren't for the fact that he lifted a few fish, he would have been chased a long time ago.

Qingjing Xianjun glanced at the dark gate, stood silently for a moment, and then turned around and walked down the mountain.

The ghost king Qianqu, Qianwei was framed by someone in order to find the fruit of his painstaking heart, and was seriously injured, so he had to retreat and heal.

He owes her more and more, but he is afraid that he will not be able to pay it off in this life.

The ghost king Qianqu asked him: "Zhi has now eaten the bitter fruit, forgetting Lu Qi, although he is temporarily asleep, there will always be a day when he will wake up." How are you going to wait for her to wake up?"

How was he treated?

He couldn't do this to take advantage of people's danger.

When Zhi came to this point, Yue Lao was the first to neglect his duties, and he couldn't help himself. The most innocent people are Zhi and Lu Qi.

He only asks for the sea water of the sea to cleanse his feelings for the branches, he does not ask the branches to accept him, he only asks for the branches to live, and he also wants to let the branches live.

Qing Jing Xianjun stood in the sea of Manshu Sawa flowers, and could only see a circle of scarlet around the dim light of the lantern.

He is now a lonely soul and wild ghost on Youtan Mountain, and he is no longer the immortal monarch of the Upper Realm Immortal Wind Dao Bone.

The ghost king Qianqu held a red bean fruit in his mouth, sat cross-legged on Qianwei's bed, and with a "click", the red bean fruit burst in his mouth.

"Do you really plan to lock yourself in this room and not go out? That Xianjun runs up the mountain every day, you really don't see him? I have persuaded him several times, but he just refuses to leave Youtan Mountain, he must see you, what a stubborn temper. Qianqu's mouth was full of juice and spit.

Qianwei sat on the low couch in front of the window, looking at the lantern under the eaves of the porch outside the window, the orange candle flame revealed the white paper lantern, trembling slightly, like the beating of a mortal's heart.

She stretched out her hand and pressed it to her heart, and after a long time, she sighed softly.

Her face was covered with a white veil, she couldn't see clearly, and she was wearing plain white bedclothes, looking thin and thin, like a dazed and helpless child.

She rarely shows her vulnerable side.

Qianqu's heart was sour, and he blamed himself for caring too little about his sister.

"Okay, if you don't want to see us, don't be sad. ”

"That immortal gentleman is stubborn, and when I go to see him like this now, he is afraid that he will feel indebted to me, and his heart will be uneasy. Qianwei's miserable white fingers caressed the white yarn.

Qianqu glanced at the red bean fruit in his hand, and for the first time he felt like he couldn't swallow it, "Don't worry, this revenge, my brother will definitely avenge you." ”

Qianwei's face was burned by the fire of the red lotus industry, and the person who set the fire was the poor sea ghost who fled from Dushuo Mountain in the first place.

Where the red lotus karmic fire passed, not a single inch of grass was grown, the flesh melted into bones, and Qianwei was just splashed by the spark at a few points, and the right side of her face was instantly disfigured.

Thanks to the fact that she is the body of a ghost master, she has thousands of years of cultivation, so that she will not be buried in the sea of fire, it is these few sparks that even let her retreat for five years, and in the next two years, she locked herself in this room, not going anywhere, and seeing no one.

The poison of the red lotus karmic fire was forced out, but this appearance could never be restored.

"I won't let it go, but how can it be a red lotus karma fire?" Qianwei wondered.

It was precisely because she didn't expect that the poor sea ghost could release the red lotus karmic fire that Qianwei fell into its path.

Red Lotus karma fire, except for those masters in Linfu, no one can refine it.

Even the ghost king Qianqu and the ghost master Qianwei have never been refined.

This problem can only be in Dushuo Mountain, Qianqu sent someone to ask the Ghost Emperor, but he will investigate this matter and ask them not to interfere.

The Ghost Emperor did investigate, but the poor sea ghost came out on that day and set a fire all these years, and then continued to hide his whereabouts, and no one could find it.

Just like the devils who escaped from the Hundred Ghost Formation, it seems to have disappeared from the world.

The danger on the surface is not terrible, and I am most afraid of this kind of stuff that pokes and pokes and makes trouble.

When the Ghost Emperor was so worried that he couldn't sleep, the Jingzhao Demon Monarch sent a letter to ask, why couldn't his wife come out of the bronze mirror?

The case was already full of letters from the Demon Lord of Jingzhao, each of which asked about the same thing, and never asked him how he was doing.

Since the seven-year prospect Zhao Demon Monarch held a bronze mirror and ran to Dushuo Mountain, the Ghost Emperor began to be harassed by him from time to time.

The Ghost Emperor still remembered that when the Jingzhao Demon Lord reappeared under the boundless peach tree in Dushuo Mountain after three thousand years, both of them had a slight embarrassment on their faces.

But soon the Jingzhao Demon Monarch went straight to the point, and with a clear intention, he held the bronze mirror in front of the Ghost Emperor with great affection, and said, "You can help me take a look, how to rescue Zhen Zhen?"

It is only when it is about Ye Zhenzhen that he will find it.

The Ghost Emperor was about to take over the bronze mirror, but the Jingzhao Demon Monarch clenched his hands tightly and said, "Look at it like this." ”

The Ghost Emperor gave him a blank look, then took his hand and looked at it.

The two of them studied in Dushuo Mountain for half a month, but they still had no clue, this ancient technique was really domineering.

No matter what it is, as long as it has a relationship with the "ancients", it is definitely not easy to deal with.

Ye Zhenzhen was still anxiously looking at the two of them arguing fiercely in the bronze mirror at first, and after looking at them for two days, they were really bored, and they had nothing to do, so they simply slept.

It's really impossible, the ghost emperor summoned the erudite ghost judge, and the ghost judge was really reliable, and he saw the strangeness in this bronze mirror at a glance.

This is the ancient Taiyin mirror, this mirror has extremely heavy yin energy, and she loves to devour the woman with heavy yin energy.

Over time, the woman will run out of energy and die.

And Ye Zhenzhen can enter the soil in every reincarnation, which is the midnight of July 15 in the year of the drill curtain, and the yin qi is the most empty. At this hour, the hundred ghosts walk at night, and the guards of the reincarnation well are lax, which is most suitable for going through the back door.

The ghost judge pondered for a long time and said slowly: "It stands to reason that there is no reason for this thing to be swallowed by the Taiyin Mirror. However, there are clouds in ancient books: the yin master kills, and the yang master is born. For now, you might as well try the method of replenishing yang and dispelling yin, maybe there is hope. ”

The Ghost Emperor said: "What is the method of replenishing yang and dispelling yin?"

The ghost judge glanced at Jing Zhao Demon Monarch, coughed, and said, "To put it simply, it is to bask in the sun." ”

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So, in the past seven years, the sun has risen and the moon has sunk, the four seasons have turned, and the Jingzhao Demon Lord has always appeared in the hottest towns of the sun, north and south of the river, and praised his father day by day.

It does have some effect, at least now that Ye Zhenzhen is talking, Jingzhao Demon Monarch can hear it.

It's just that she is still trapped in the bronze mirror, her face is as black as charcoal, and she doesn't know when she will come out.