The butterfly-clothed woman took off her butterfly mask early and came to the world with her true face. He has changed into a thin pink silk scarf and goes to bed.

She sat on the jade bed, and with a wave of spiritual light, she held up the unconscious Han Caokou, and maintained a cross-kneeled meditative posture facing herself like herself.

More than a dozen mysterious scrolls appeared in the surrounding air, each of which spread out the scroll, and a stream of sealing air shot out from it, enveloping the two of them to form a unique and vague aura sphere.

"The soul is damaged, the meridians are broken, the flesh and bones are broken, the five internal organs are broken, the six internal organs are sluggish, and the sea of spiritual energy is close to bursting. With such a serious injury and still being able to breathe, it seems that the power hidden in your body is indeed powerful. In other words, others have already scattered their souls and bones, how can they hold on until I perform the art of resurrecting the dead for you. ”

Now looking at the handsome face of Hancao Kou up close, the woman in butterfly clothes said softly, as if she was gentle with her husband.

Han Caokou, who is so on the verge of life and death, is obviously maintained under the protection of the two babies.

An hour later. The cave was filled with a rich seal airflow, and I don't know what kind of anti-heaven spell the woman in the butterfly clothes had cast. I saw her and Hancao Kou facing each other's palms, each with their own blood flowing out of their left hand and pouring into each other's bodies from their right hand.

Ant-sized sealing runes were arranged and formed like thread beads, slowly circling around the two people's aperture. It seems to be a pair of clouds and mist, fairy air descending, like a dreamlike superb poetry and painting.

Three days later, the two of them still maintained their original palm-to-palm position. But at some point, the hole in the chest of the cold grass was repaired. There was not a single scar in the strong chest, as if the previous hollow wound was just an illusion.

In addition, the complexion of the cold grass gradually returned to its ruddy color. The chaotic and painful soul that had been floating before had been soothed, and now it was as quiet as sleeping.

At the same time, the wounds of the internal organs are being repaired and restored at a speed visible to the naked eye. Along with the broken flesh and bones, they are also miraculously healing and repairing.

The last sea of aura was preserved, and it was slowly reconciled and moisturized at a docile speed.

Originally, there was only a trace of vitality left in the cold grass kou, but he was pulled back from the ghost gate in a short period of time. Such an anti-heaven spell is really breathtaking, and there is infinite Mobai in my heart.

Maybe it was half a year later, and the conference had already fallen into lockdown. The monks in the Spiritual Formation period are trying their best to find their own opportunities to improve their cultivation.

The most disadvantaged group of monks have also gained a lot of insights and benefits from it, and when they came out, they had already noticed a significant increase in their cultivation.

The lowest of these increases is the equivalent of a hundred years of penance.

And those who have a deeper chance continue to explore and understand in it. Within three years, everyone will be back safe and sound. At that time, these spiritual monks will receive many benefits of cultivation enhancement one by one.

In the cave under the desert, on a white jade bed. A layer of white Zen was covered with a man and a woman. The woman had a beautiful face, and now she was hugging the neck of the handsome man, sleeping on his firm chest with one pillow, enjoying the warmth of the joy of fish and water.

Under the residual heat of the Zen quilt, the cold grass Kou faced upwards, and vaguely opened his sleepy eyes. Some looked at the surroundings strangely and familiarly, and finally their eyes rested on the face of the beautiful girl who was sleeping on their chest. In a trance, all the pictures that have happened in the past six months flashed in my head.

Some things that have been forgotten for a long time seem to have been explained by the truth.

It turned out that this butterfly-clothed woman was none other than her. It was the noble Xuanyuan Xian mortal woman she met outside the mountain mansion when she was promoted from the land of abandoned children to the outer disciples.

I remember well, this Xuan woman is now the descendant of an infant ancestor in the sect. It's just that its fate is a little embarrassing, her father fell in love with a mortal woman, and she inherited her mother's mortal physique when she was born. It is just a mortal fetus with no spiritual roots, a hundred years of life, and it will die easily.

Originally, this girl was supposed to stay in the mortal world and enjoy the mortal life until she died peacefully and entered reincarnation.

However, because of his noble status, the sect took him in, fed the Zhuyan pill and the longevity treasure to maintain the longevity, and was able to play in the sect at will and enjoy a different peaceful life.

One day, he followed the Hancao Kou to the place in the wild area of the sect to attack the Hancao Kou. Unexpectedly, he was protected by the little white snake and bitten by a sneak attack, and finally died under the snake's venom.

Serendipity, however, is something that cannot be put into words.

Before Xuanyuan Xian died, she unintentionally drank the light gold liquid in the cold grass gourd, and was miraculously resurrected after many years. And in one fell swoop, he broke the plan of the laws of heaven and earth, and activated the sealing bloodline that is unique in ten thousand with the body of a mortal. Since then, he has become a supreme sealer who no one knows about his destiny and is favored by the law.

Perhaps because of the grace of saving his life, Xuanyuan Xian's mind was marked with the unknown figure of Han Caokou. And after returning to the sect, he secretly observed him, took care of him, and provided him with a certain amount of protection.

Even, in addition to cultivation, I miss him deeply.

Affection is a mysterious and indescribable thing.

Xuanyuan Xian was born a mortal, hiding in the sect and enjoying a quiet and leisurely life under the care of his subordinates. is the temper of the eldest lady and the little princess, but after being reborn, she was able to comprehend the world of cultivation.

For Han Caokou's unintentional actions, he owes a great favor in the dark. This favor is higher than the sky and wider than the sea, even if his life is comparable, it is not an exaggeration.

Now it can be explained that when Han Caokou came back with Yao Meng, who had reformed his evil and returned to the right, he was obviously regarded as unacceptable, but in the end, he was recruited as an inner disciple by the lord of the mansion.

The reason for this is mainly due to Xuanyuan Xian's contributions.

Following the incident of robbing and killing the Night Sword Gate to escort the Wucheng Ancient Monument again, Xuanyuan Xian entrusted his life for no reason, and the mystery of the absolute loyalty of trusting Han Cao Kou seems to have been fully explained at this moment.

As for joining the dark department later, it was also Xuanyuan Xian's idea.

In her opinion, repaying a person's gratitude is to give key help without leaving a name and obscurely. At the same time, you can also get in close contact, so as to achieve a small wish of being tied to your side and showing kindness.

Thoughts quickly pulled back.

Han Caokou took out the gourd in a trance on the jade bed, and looked at the mysterious gourd with his eyes. I don't know what kind of artifact this is, but it can make a mortal be reborn, and magically open the sealing bloodline.

No matter how much he drank it or how many times he tried it, Han Cao Kou found that it was like drinking boiled water, just quenching his thirst, and it was actually useless.

Thinking that this was a relic left by his mother, Han Caokou showed even more sadness. When my mother gave birth to me, I have never seen each other, and the only thing I miss my mother is this gourd pendant.

With a heavy sigh, Han Caokou put away the gourd and hung it on his chest. Gently pushed away the Xuanyuan Butterfly beside him, pulled out a black robe and put it on, and re-tied the scattered black hair.

"Hanlang, are you awake? Are you going back? You still need to cultivate well after recovering from a serious injury, otherwise the realm will fall. Xuanyuan Xian pulled up the Zen quilt and covered her chest, and said softly.

No, after Han Caokou put on his costume, he turned his head and knelt down on one knee to thank him. "How can Han, how can he be able to get the love of the eldest lady, and he will not hesitate to save him several times and three times. Miss is above, please bow to the cold grass. ”

As soon as the words fell, Han Caokou's head slammed into the ground with a loud bang.

"Hanlang, where are we still separating each other at this time. The harmony of the dragon and phoenix yin and yang bloodline technique has already connected our hearts and souls, and our hearts are intertwined, forming a close relationship between me and you and me. Why do you want to see outside?" Xuanyuan Xian smiled gently, her beautiful eyes loosened, and it was extremely warm.

"Miss's life-saving and reborn grace cannot be reciprocated. In the future, although Han will be able to use his orders, whether it is up the knife mountain or under the sea of fire, Han will do his best to complete the mission. It's just that the young lady wants me to join the Xuan clan and form a partner with you, which is absolutely unacceptable. Han Caokou lowered his head and knelt down, not daring to raise his head, but it was unexpectedly determined.

Xuanyuan Xian's delicate face slowly faded from the smile, and asked softly. "Is it because of Miss Yao Meng?

"Meng'er and I have known each other since childhood, and we have a deep relationship, and we have already made a private decision for life. In the mortal world, they have already worshiped and married, and they have the reality of husband and wife. I can't give her a stable life in the mortal world, and now in the world of cultivating immortals, I will definitely treat her well, promising to protect her in life and death, and there will be no two hearts. Miss's good intentions, I am afraid that the cold grass will not be blessed. Han Caokou raised his head and said with a firm look at the beauty in front of him.

"You have to think about it, and you have a great opportunity to get rich. Once you form a dual cultivation partner with me, your future path of cultivation will be unimpeded, your status will be high, and you will enjoy the admiration of all people. Xuanyuan Xian was a little surprised, a little reluctant, and a little unbearable.

"I have made up my mind, and I ask the young lady to take back her life. The life of the cold grass is given by you, and you can take it away at any time. But the relationship is difficult to obey, please take care of the young lady, and the grass will take the first step. Han Caokou didn't dare to stay longer, and left the underground cave as soon as he got up.

Xuanyuan Xian lay alone on the jade bed, in a daze for a while, unable to let go of the warmth brought by the cold grass for a long time. "You and Yao Meng were born with a destiny that is intolerable, how can there be a good ending if you are forced to stay? ”

On the endless yellow sand, a sword mark suddenly appeared. Under the scattered mud and sand, a young man in a black Taoist uniform jumped out of it and flew in the air with a fairy yang sword.

As soon as the handprints of the Han Cao Kou knotted, the surrounding sealing qi gathered like a ball of light, and a stream poured into the body. The entire figure suddenly blurred, then fell into transparency, and disappeared into the air again.

I couldn't faintly detect the breath of the cold grass kou, and I couldn't see his shadow. I just felt that there was a faint extreme wind in the sky that was speeding across the sky.

In the mysterious white space, the straw hat baby and the scarf baby are clinking glasses and drinking wine in a grassy field.