Chapter Forty-Six: The Vast South
Lu Zuidie sat cross-legged in the cave alone, looking at the blood-red figure above her head and was silent, she thought a lot, and her mind was a little confused.
Time passed slowly, and the blood-colored mist that filled the entire Broken Mountain Sect was blocked by a piece of jade pendant on her chest, so she did not fall into a coma like the rest of the disciples, but looked at the two jade slips that were broken into two pieces in her hand, and her expression was dazed.
The ancestor of the Broken Mountain Sect suddenly appeared, and with an extremely strong attitude, the three major sects did not dare to act rashly, and she also lost the treasure she had planned, and almost lost all her thoughts, so in a daze, she crushed the jade slip that she thought she would never take out.
She failed, and she was completely defeated, and it turned out that all the schemes were like grasshoppers shaking the tree in the face of absolute strength, and they were vulnerable.
Since then, she has cut off all retreats, she is the proud daughter of the Lu family, her family is famous in the entire vast south, she has her own pride, unwilling to send people under the fence, so she resolutely decided not to stay in the family neck to be killed, but came to the 100,000 mountains, came to the Broken Mountain Sect, for the inheritance of the treasure, in order to restrain Lu Yancheng, she paid several years of youth, but now, with the shot of the Broken Mountain Ancestor, everything has come to naught.
Lu Zuidie buried her head deep in her shoulders, from silence to soft sobbing, the sobbing became louder and louder, and in the end, it had turned into a howling cry, echoing throughout the cave, she cried and cried, clenched her fists tightly, her fingertips pierced into the flesh, and blood flowed out, but these pains were not worth mentioning compared to the despair in her heart.
At this moment, the gate of the cave where Lu Zuidie was located suddenly shattered silently, and without the slightest sound, the heavy stone gate of the cave turned into flying ash in an instant and fell to the ground.
A middle-aged man in a gray robe, standing at the door with his hands behind his back, his face was thin, but there was a hint of pride, the sun and blood mist fell on this man, as if he was trembling, it seemed that this person's strength had already made the surrounding mountains tremble.
Beside this middle-aged man, there was a man in a green robe, who looked no more than twenty years old, with a handsome face, and a hint of evil in his expression.
"The Lu family is one of the three major families in the vast southern realm, above many sects, and has existed for thousands of years. The middle-aged man spoke lightly, with an indescribable indifference and majesty in his voice.
"And you, Lu Zuidie, are the eldest daughter of the Lu family, since you were born, you are destined to be ordinary in this life, and you are destined to be a pair of fairy couples in this life, and you will be assisted in Yan Cheng to carry forward the Lu family. The middle-aged man's words fell into Lu Zuidie's ears, making her slowly raise her head and no longer look at the broken jade slip in her hand.
"I have indulged you for so long, and now that the Broken Mountain Ancestor is alive, you must no longer be unreasonable, follow me back to the clan, and a year later, it will be the time of your wedding with Yan Cheng. The middle-aged man's voice was categorical, with no doubt, Lu Zuidie clenched his fists, and the tears were no longer shed, but there was remorse and unwillingness.
"Don't forget, you are a member of the Lu family after all. The middle-aged man shook his sleeves and shouted coldly.
"Drunken butterflies. At this moment, the evil man standing aside spoke softly, his voice was very beautiful, and it merged with the evil and unstoppable handsome face, giving people a sense of immaculate perfection, as if they were together, they would definitely become an enviable fairy couple.
Lu Zuidie was silent for a moment, and looked at the man opposite, this is her titular fiancΓ© Lu Yancheng, the son of the head of the Lu family in Nanheng City, and one of the few Tianjiao in Nanheng City, in the entire vast southern realm, is a famous existence.
"Come back with me. The man's voice was soft, looking at Lu Zuidie, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
At this point, no matter how unwilling Lu Zuidie was, he could only nod, and when he walked out of the cave, the man followed behind her, and between the three of them, a dull roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and within a moment, a cloud boat with a hundred feet appeared in front of the three of them, this boat was black all over, and it looked very angry, especially with a big flag standing on it, embroidered with a blood-colored Lu character in the wind.
"I shouldn't have agreed to you coming to this 100,000 mountains, barbarian and wild land, even if it was rumored that there was a Haotian axe, it was hundreds of years ago. The three of them stepped on the cloud boat, and when the middle-aged man's voice came out, Lu Zuidie stood there, looking at the Broken Mountain Sect behind him, and couldn't help flashing the memories of the past few years in his mind, and they quickly dissipated cleanly, but for some reason, only Luo Tian's figure always hovered in her mind for a long time.
There is no longer flattery in her eyes, and her smile is no longer seductive, but in just a few hours, they have all turned into indifference, especially the frustration revealed in a pair of beautiful eyes, which makes her whole person look completely different from the former Senior Sister Lu in everyone's minds.
The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves, and the cloud boat under him suddenly let out a buzz, turning into a long rainbow that disappeared into the sky in an instant, and disappeared, only bursts of dust flew, representing the extraordinary things that had happened here.
The moment Yun Zhou appeared, the Great Elder who was sitting cross-legged in the First Peak Hall opened his eyes, his eyes showed caution, and he was about to make a move when he got up.
"No need to go, it's from the Lu family in Nanheng City......" Xia Qianchong sighed, looked down at the earth, and shook his head after a while.
"If there is no accident, I am afraid that the three major sects in the south are also indispensable in secret, they are here for the ancestor and the supreme treasure, I can't avoid the mountain breaking sect, and if I don't violate the principle, I can only let it go." β
Xia Qianchong flicked his sleeves, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, "Since the ancestor said that it will take a year, then I will endure this last year, and after a year, the ancestor will be out of the customs, I want to see how this group of ancient clan sects bullied my Broken Mountain Sect!"
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Tongtianyue, the highest mountain peak in the entire vast continent, its colorful mist is swirling, there are countless rare and exotic beasts, the top of this mountain is the top of the dome of the vast continent, and it is also the place of trial for cultivators to ascend to the upper realm.
The white clouds are swirling, covering the entire Dayue looming, giving people a sense of immortal mountains and foggy seas.
A wisp of black figure, slowly walking from the foot of the mountain, this person's whole body was surrounded by black mist, and only a vague figure could be seen, that person just slowly took a step forward, as if the end of the world instantly appeared on the top of Tongtianyue Mountain, and then the figure spread like fog, and when he got up, a teleportation array appeared in front of him that he didn't know how many years had been arranged.
The black shadow didn't think about it, he stepped into the formation in an instant, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
When the black shadow appeared, in front of him, a fresh wind blew at this moment, and there was a thin mist around the area where there was no fog, and in the mist, there was a young man in a luxurious golden robe, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
This man is wearing a golden robe, which is obviously different from ordinary clothes, and the brilliance is not disguised, and there are hundreds of exotic beasts and treasures tattooed on it, hidden dragon roar, a long hair shawl, extraordinary temperament, and a handsome face to the extreme, whether it is body shape or temperament, there is a feeling of extreme perfection, as if this person in front of him has condensed the creation of heaven and earth, and is the darling of the whole world.
The man sat with his eyes closed, his expression indifferent, as if all the miscellaneous things in the world were not worthy of his expression to change in the slightest, as if he had the calm of Dayue collapsing in front of him and his color remained unchanged, the black shadow slowly stepped forward, half-kneeling on the ground, and his expression was respectful.
"Yujiezi, as you expected, the desolate ghost is indeed still alive, but it is only a wisp of divine soul left, and it is difficult to pose any threat if it lasts for a long time. β
The man exhaled slightly, and there were purple auspicious clouds around him, and he slowly opened his eyes, and the scene on them seemed to make the heavens and the earth pause.
In those eyes, one eye is golden pupils, and the other is purple pupils, just like the most perfect work of art in heaven and earth, and when the gaze is caused, it seems that the whole world has become his foil.
"The ancestral road, only the idea of going against the sky, the origin of the mountains and rivers coexists, the catastrophe of the heavens and the ten worlds is coming, the general trend is about to fall, a person is not a desolate ghost, not an ancestor is not the way, willing to save the sky, it is imme......asurable"
The man slowly glanced at it with his purple and golden pupils, his voice was soft, but it had a masculine meaning, as he said, and the auspicious clouds around him fluttered up, "Such a person, even if he is not respectful, he must not blaspheme." β
A drop of cold sweat flowed from the black figure's forehead, and he hurriedly leaned over and saluted, "My subordinates know their mistakes." β
The man stretched out his hand and lifted it lightly in the air, helping the figure up, "This time you went down to the Little Heavens, your body was shattered, resulting in the loss of one soul and one soul of the three souls and seven spirits. I haven't had anything to do with you recently, so I hurried back to cultivate, and if I lack any elixir, I will ask the sect for it, and you don't have to worry about this matter. β
The black phantom looked hesitant, as if he had something to say, but it seemed to have something unspeakable.
Say. The man's voice was unhurried, but with a majesty that could not be refused.
The black phantom head drooped slightly, and his tone was a little uncertain, "When my subordinates came to the Nether, I took a look at the sect where the desolate ghost was located, as if I had found a three-life ......."
"Are you sure?" the man frowned slightly, and for the first time his expression changed, his voice with a resolute tone that could not be missed.
"The subordinates can't be completely sure, after all, the desolate ghost and the people of the Hidden Immortal Palace are fighting, and after a quick glance, they are only faintly aware of it. β
The man took a light breath, and his strange purple pupils flashed, and he gradually fell into a deep groan.
The black phantom was in a half-kneeling posture, holding his breath, for fear of disturbing the man in front of him at all.
After a stick of incense, the purple pupils gradually faded, and the man's slightly frowning brows were even tighter, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"...... Jiezi?"
The black phantom raised his head and asked cautiously.
The golden-robed man got up slowly and flicked his sleeves, "After half a month, this seat will come to the Nether Realm in person, and you are not allowed to inform the sect about this matter, you know." β
The black phantom looked anxious, and just wanted to dissuade one or two, but suddenly saw the pair of golden purple eyes full of supreme majesty, swallowed his saliva, and swallowed the words that had reached his mouth back into his stomach, and bowed with a fist: "My subordinates understand." β