In the sky, Feng Jiu Ge covered her chest, her hair was exuding, her previous unique temperament disappeared at this moment, and the silk thread in her pupils also changed from white to blue at the beginning, and she looked up to the sky and roared in severe pain: "Why?"

The voice echoed through the heavens and the earth, as if to tear the nothingness, and with the change of the color of the silk threads in the pupils, the indescribable pain centered on the heart, spread along the blood in the body, and soon, it reached the limbs and the head. Her forehead was swollen, blood was spilling from the corners of her mouth, and when the pain spread throughout her body, her eyes were black, her consciousness was confused, and her body fell to the ground like a meteor. At this moment, Wu Han chased after her, and seeing Feng Jiuge's body falling, she immediately launched all her cultivation, and even a magic weapon flew out, catching Feng Jiuge's falling body in the blink of an eye.

Time passed, three days passed in a blink of an eye, this day at dusk, a round sunset is sticking to the ridge line of the desert, the earth is lined with a dark layer, revealing a layer of crimson, from a distance, the desert waves supporting the sunset seem to solidify, become a sleeping red sea. On the eastern edge of this desert, there is a light curtain, this light curtain is like a blue crystal ball the size of a zhang, and there are two people meditating on their knees, they are Feng Jiu Ge and Wu Han. At this moment, Wu Han opened her eyes from meditation, and when she looked at Feng Jiu Ge on the side, her eyes were anxious, she sighed lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "I have never seen Senior Sister struggle so painfully, what happened to her?"

After the words fell, Wu Han got up, retracted his gaze and looked into the distance, the sunset had slowly sunk, and a figure appeared in her mind, this figure was a young man, with an extraordinary handsome face, wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan in his hand. In Wu Han's memory, this young man was leading a black horse towards him slowly, and when he approached, he smiled faintly: "Sister Han'er, I'm going to Beili Palace, when your hair is long and waist-high, I'll come back to marry you!"

Wu Han touched his hair, his heart was full of anticipation, and when he looked at the young man, he had a smile on his face, and he was also ruddy, and he said lightly in shyness: "Brother Yibei, you have to count when you speak, I'll wait for you to come back!"

When the words fell, the young man nodded with a smile, turned over and got on the horse, and soon, the young man walked away in the sound of the horse's hooves. Day after day, year after year, Wu Han's green silk has long reached her waist, she is reluctant to cut it, and in this endless waiting, she has never seen the return of the youth. On this day, Wu Han finally made a decision, she said goodbye to her father, left the imperial city, and resolutely came to Beili Palace, but when she came to Beili Palace, no one knew the news of the young man, as if he had never been here. At this moment, Wu Han's heart completely collapsed, she wiped away the tears that kept pouring out of the corners of her eyes, and told herself that one day she would find him, and she wanted an answer, an answer to why he didn't come back to marry her.

The night drove away the day, and quietly descended in this endless repetition and reincarnation, Wu Han still stood in the light curtain and looked into the distance, there were tears falling from the corners of her eyes, she didn't wipe them, let them fall in the yellow sand, looking at the flickering stars in the distance, she muttered in a low voice: "Liu Yibei, where did you go?

Wu Han knew very well in her heart that there was no answer to this question, at least not yet, when Wu Han was in a state of sadness, a voice came from behind her: "Senior sister, are you thinking about him again?"

Wu Han turned around, only to see that Feng Jiu Ge's eyes had already opened, his face was no longer pale, and his hair was still scattered. As he took a step, Wu Han immediately walked over: "Senior Sister Jiuge, you're awake!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Jiuge's mouth, he raised his hand to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of Wu Han's eyes, and slowly spoke: "Senior sister, don't worry, I believe you will find him sooner or later!"

Feng Jiu Ge hesitated for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the starry sky, and continued: "I envy you, although it hurts, but it is also love, and I don't even have the right to love, I was born with only two choices, either to endure the severe pain and destruction of the body, or to endure loneliness and loneliness!"

Wu Han groaned slightly, and when she looked at Feng Jiuge, a scene from three days ago appeared in her mind, she wanted to speak and stopped, Feng Jiuge lowered her head and sighed lightly: "I know what you want to ask, in fact, I don't know what is going on, maybe I was deprived of the right to love when I was born!"

In the light curtain, two people lie down gently, without words, looking at the starry sky, the deep night sky reveals the light that seems to be there, the silver-white moon seems to be in love with the company of the stars, there is no trace of warmth in the cold, the night wind with the sadness of the moonlight pounces on the embrace of the yellow sand, sinking in this silence. Perhaps, a person's life must be as lonely as the starry sky before it can be brilliant in the dark.

In the early morning of the next day, when Wu Han opened his eyes again, he felt a cold air enveloping the light curtain, and Feng Jiu Ge didn't know when he began to meditate cross-legged. Wu Han looked at it fixedly, and saw an elixir floating in front of Feng Jiu Ge, as if an endless amount of cold qi was pouring out of the elixir, and it directly entered Feng Jiu Ge's body. Soon, Feng Jiu Ge also opened her eyes, her gaze was blazing, and she slowly said when she looked at Wu Han: "I broke through!"

When Wu Han heard this, he was also very relieved in his heart, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Sister Jiuge for finally breaking through to the eighth layer of Qi cultivation!"

A month has passed in a flash, in this month, Feng Jiu Ge and Wu Han have always been cultivating in the light curtain, until now, although Wu Han's cultivation has not made a breakthrough, but he has also improved a lot, but Feng Jiu Ge has broken through from the early stage of the eight-layer qi training to the eighth-layer qi cultivation consummation, and even the ninth layer of qi training is only one step away.

Just when Feng Jiu Ge and Wu Han were concentrating on cultivation, their stalks shook at the same time at this moment, their eyes flashed, their spiritual sense swept over, and the sound transmission jade slip immediately flew out between the pinching tips, and the two grabbed their respective sound transmission jade slips, and Mu Chen's voice suddenly appeared in their minds: "The Blood Earth Sand Palace is about to open, all the disciples of the Beili Palace come to gather outside Cangzhou City!"

The two of them were stunned at the same time when they heard this, and they spoke in unison: "Blood Earth Sand Palace?"

This was the first time Feng Jiu Ge and Wu Han had heard this name, and they had some doubts in their hearts, and after hesitating for a moment, the two got up at the same time, started their cultivation, and turned into a long rainbow and galloped towards Cangzhou City.

Outside Cangzhou City, it seems that there are already monks standing at this moment, and these monks are roughly divided into four parts, among which Mu Chen is the leader of the people of Beili Palace, and the other three parts are Tiansheng Palace, Cangming Palace and Silent Destruction Palace. The number of people in Tiansheng Palace has all arrived, a total of twenty monks, led by a slender young man with a handsome face, named Shangguan Zichen. In an uproar, there were several Changhong galloping from a distance, and soon, five people walked out of Changhong, these five people, three men and two women, immediately walked towards the place where the Cangming Palace was located when they came here.

Looking closely, the number of people in the Cangming Palace is the largest, led by an old man, this old man's face is vicissitudes, and his cultivation has reached the foundation, and he is famous as Bai Chenzi. The most conspicuous is the Silent Annihilation Palace, all of them are wearing black robes, their eyes are fierce, their faces are full of evil energy, and the pockmarked monk is also among them. The person at the head of the Silent Annihilation Palace is a woman, this woman is very good, although she wears a veil and can't see her face clearly, but the posture under the black robe is concave and convex, and there is a ruthless meaning emanating from her body, this woman's name is Leng Muxue.

With the passage of time, the disciples of Tiansheng Palace, Cangming Palace and Silent Annihilation Palace have all arrived, only Beili Palace is still three people left. At this moment, Shangguan Zichen of Tiansheng Palace waved his sleeves and suddenly spoke: "Fellow Daoists, the Blood and Earth Sand Palace is about to open, I think everyone came here for the same purpose this time, as for who can get the seven-colored glazed fruit in the end, it depends on their ability, Tiansheng Palace, let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Shangguan Zichen took the many disciples of Tiansheng Palace to turn into Changhong and go straight to the desert. The old man of Cangming Palace did not speak, and with a wave of his hand, he also flew straight to the depths of the desert with dozens of monks. Seeing the disciples of the two palaces leaving, Leng Muxue of the Silent Annihilation Palace snorted coldly: "I am bound to win the seven-colored glazed fruit, and those who stand in my way will die!"

Just after Tiansheng Palace, Cangming Palace, and Silent Annihilation Palace set off one after another, Mu Chen took a deep breath and said softly: "Don't wait, otherwise we will lose the opportunity!"

After speaking, Mu Chen started his cultivation, and was about to set off with many disciples of Beili Palace, only to see two Changhong galloping closer, that is, in a few breaths, the figures of Feng Jiu Ge and Wu Han appeared in front of Mu Chen. Feng Jiu Ge's eyes swept away, and when he saw that all the disciples of Beili Palace except Chu Yifan were here, he asked in confusion, "Senior Brother Mu Chen, what's going on?"

Mu Chen raised his eyes and looked at the depths of the desert, and immediately spoke: "Senior Sister Jiuge, I only heard a month ago that there is an underground palace in the depths of this desert, called the Blood Earth Sand Palace, in which there is a spiritual object called the Seven-colored Glazed Fruit, it is said that this fruit is rare for thousands of years, and it can bring people back from the dead!

For Feng Jiuge, this matter came suddenly, she groaned slightly, and followed the people of Beili Palace towards the depths of the desert.

Just when the four palaces were heading towards the Blood and Earth Sand Palace, there was a small courtyard in the ghost market in Cangzhou City, there was a dead tree in this courtyard, and an old woman stood in front of the dead tree with her body and hands behind her back, the old woman looked at the three bells on the dead tree, and slowly spoke: "Old friend, you have been sleeping for so many years, it's time to come out and move with my old bones!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "crunch", the door of the courtyard was opened, and Yan'er's figure walked quickly and said quickly: "Mother-in-law, those people have already set off!"

The old woman nodded slightly: "It's almost time, let's go, let's go too!"

After speaking, I saw the old woman raise her hand and grab it in the air, and the dead tree in front of her immediately swayed, and it became the size of a fist in the blink of an eye. At this moment, a teleportation force suddenly appeared, and the bodies of Yan'er and the old woman instantly blurred and disappeared.

Just when everyone was hurrying towards the same place, next to the Tianchi of the Dragon Head Peak of Beili Palace, the five real people of the Qiongwu stood with their hands in their hands, raised their eyes and looked into the distance, Luo Chen walked quickly from the side, and bowed with his fists: "Master, Xuanru, Lichen, and the three uncles of Moyi are already waiting in the abyss!"

Dome Five nodded, sighed softly, and moved away.

At the same time, Chu Yifan stood on a sand dune, looked at Changhong galloping in the distance, and said in a low voice: "The Blood and Earth Sand Palace, is it finally going to be opened?