Chapter Seventy-Nine, Secrets

At this moment, in the direction of the dragon's blood giant tree, an old woman flew in.

The old woman was quite emotional, and among the thousand corpses in the spirit mound, the dragon blood ghost locust was also destroyed. What catastrophe has happened here?

Back then, in the realm of the Donghai Dao Court, her sect Heavenly Corpse Holy Sect stomped her feet, and she could shake twice, but now, the huge sect said that it was gone, and even the Donghai Dao Court was gone, and the old woman was a little dazed.

She couldn't imagine, she couldn't imagine this change, but at the moment, the first priority was to get out of here safely.

The old woman knows that there are still a few Jindan monks guarding outside the Heavenly Jedi, these days, the big array is gradually repairing, her strength is not suppressed by the big array, but she is bound by the big array, if you want to leave this time, you must give up this corpse clothes.

Before she knew it, the old woman had come to the vicinity of the stone mountain ruins.

"The Xuanji Stone Hall is no longer as grand as it used to be. ā€

In the night, the old woman sighed, looked at the ruins of the stone mountain for a moment, and then walked over.

Not far away, a female monk with a magic sword on her back was patrolling the night, and the old woman recalled it in her heart.

Those miscellaneous fish mentioned before that there are disciples of the seven major sects in the Lost Heaven Jedi, and this female sword cultivator should be from Jian Xuanshan, right?

At this moment, Ding Yuqiu was guarding the back of the stone hall, recalling that Chu Feng and Liu Nan died for her to prevent the disaster, Ding Yuqiu felt a little self-blamed, and the people who survived in that situation were guilty after all.

The earth began to shake again, and Ding Yuqiu felt that in a day or two, he would be able to go out, and when the time came...... Just forget what happened here.

In a trance, Ding Yuqiu saw a dark shadow appear in front of him.

She didn't seem to see clearly, the black shadow flickered and disappeared, but when she turned her head, she bumped into an old face.

The goosebump-haired old woman, her face was full of wrinkles carved by knives and axes, her eyes were not cloudy, but unusually clear, Ding Yuqiu's heart tightened, and she just wanted to shout, but the surroundings turned dark.

In the dark, a green lamp lit up, the wick crackled, Ding Yuqiu looked at the green lantern, feeling strange and familiar.

On the other side, an old woman walked over, Ding Yuqiu pulled out her magic sword, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The old woman smiled kindly: "Child, all things have spirits, live together in heaven and earth, don't be afraid." I'm just here to ask you something. ā€

Ding Yuqiu looked around vigilantly, and suddenly a sword stabbed out!

The old woman's chest was pierced, but Ding Yuqiu felt that she hadn't poked anyone, and the magic sword stirred, this old woman ...... Seems to be a phantom?

The old woman smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. You don't need to be afraid. Let me ask you, have you ever heard of the whereabouts of ghost cultivation in Yuezhou today?"

Ghost repair?

Ding Yuqiu shook his head.

Sword Xuan Patriarch Lu Wucai is a ghost cultivator, and it is only known to the high-level of the sect, and she does not know.

The old woman sighed abruptly: "Such a magnificent sect, if you say no, it will be gone, it's a pity, it's a pity." ā€

"Who the hell are you?!Get me out!"

Ding Yuqiu didn't have time to listen to the old woman's long sigh, she felt a little uneasy and wanted to leave here.

"I—I'm a lonely ghost. ā€

The old woman turned into a beautiful woman, although she was not coquettish, but she had a quiet beauty, the beautiful woman looked at the green light in a daze, and suddenly looked at Ding Yuqiu: "You...... Any other wishes?"

Wishes?

In a quiet and weird environment, hearing these two words at first glance made Ding Yuqiu feel creepy.

"What do you mean!"

The beautiful woman glanced at the green light.

"The lamp oil is running out. In her beautiful eyes, a bruised light flashed, "Say it quickly, I'll finish it for you, so that I can take over this corpse clothes." ā€

Ding Yuqiu's pupils suddenly widened, and the next moment, Qingxuan's sword technique stabbed towards the beautiful woman like a storm.

A sword for life!

Two swords separated from each other!

Three swords and three talents!

Four swords out of the profit!

Five old people shook the five directions!

The faster the sword, the faster the oil lamp burned, and the phantom of the beautiful woman was completely unharmed, until the oil lamp ran out, Ding Yuqiu fell to the ground without taking a breath.

The light of the oil lamp was already faint.

The beautiful woman squatted on the ground and said indifferently: "Let's talk about it, otherwise I will die in vain." ā€

Ding Yuqiu suddenly saw that the reflection of herself in the pupils of the beautiful woman had become an old woman who was about to die. Ding Yuqiu looked at his hands, still young, why ...... Why did he become so terrible in the eyes of the other party???

"I ...... cough cough cough ...... I ......"

Ding Yuqiu gasped for breath, his eyes flowered, his pupils became cloudy, and two lines of old tears flowed out.

A terrible feeling permeated his body, and Ding Yuqiu felt that he was about to die.

She struggled, but had no strength, and wanted to shout loudly, but she couldn't make a sound, she could only cough.

Syllable.

The wick exploded, a flash of light exploded in the air, Ding Yuqiu grabbed the collar of the beautiful woman before he died, and said with tears in his eyes: "I...... Underhole sign ...... Gift...... Helped me get it back...... Also, kill ...... Xuanxuan Valley...... Target...... People ......"

The darkness is crumbling inch by inch.

The surrounding scenery was restored to the same as before, and at this moment, above Ding Yuqiu's head, a wisp of green smoke came out, and her pupils were out of focus.

The old woman stood in place and began the final trade-off.

With his own ability, even if he slaughtered everyone in the Lost Heaven Jedi, he would not be able to get out, and there were at least seven Jindan monks guarding the large array at the exit.

So, she can only hope to get out.

First of all, she had to have a corpse garment.

But as long as you wear this corpse suit, it will be difficult to take it off for at least sixty years.

This female sword cultivator only opened the Divine Valley Qi Sea, and the Middle Dantian did not have it, and once she put her on, she would immediately fall from the Jindan Realm to the Zhuji.

The old woman struggled several times, but in the end, she still accepted her fate.

Anyway, with his own knowledge and experience, sooner or later he will marry Jindan again.

"You are very lucky, my name is Lin Qingdeng, but it's a pity that I will have to live in your name in the future. ā€

The old woman dragged Ding Yuqiu's body into the forest, and suddenly, grabbed her heart with one hand.

In the middle dantian, the newly knotted purple gold treasure pill was taken out, and the old woman was fed into Ding Yuqiu's mouth.

The corpse was convulsed, wave after wave of impurities were quenched, and the stench was unpleasant within a radius of ten meters, the old woman gasped, and when the corpse stopped convulsing, a faint fragrance appeared, and a wisp of yin god like a beautiful woman drilled out from the top of the old woman's head, swished, and entered Ding Yuqiu's eyebrows.

Ding Yuqiu on the ground opened his eyes, and the pain of losing focus gradually recovered.

She looked at the corpse in front of her, which had accompanied her for many years, and couldn't help but sigh.

Exhausted and weak, she still forcibly pushed the corpse into the river.

At this moment, Ding Yuqiu washed up, and when he returned, a little monk he didn't know suddenly said hello.

"Senior Sister Ding, are you still patrolling the night?"

Ding Yuqiu smiled lightly and nodded.

"Huh...... What smells so good on Senior Sister Ding?"

It was the female monk of Qimen Mountain, sniffing lightly at this moment, Ding Yuqiu smiled slightly: "Secret." ā€