Thousands of meters deep underground, surrounded by hot magma, there is a stone platform in the center, a black figure curled up there, there are many giant beasts crawling in the magma, one by one lying in the corner in fear, looking at the figure on the platform in horror.

The black figure, not like a real entity, was slightly blurred and ethereal, but the faintly visible face could be seen to be extremely brilliant.

Di Qinghuan's eyes were closed, and his face was painful. It's like you're in some kind of nightmare......

"There is no distinction between right and wrong, black and white, and I regard living beings as grass mustard, and I do not repent! I will send you down to the mortal world today, taste the pain of reincarnation, suffer from hunger and cold in the mortal world, and also experience the pain of ants in your mouth!"

"When you wake up, when you return! If you die without repentance, you will fall into reincarnation forever!"

The majestic and earth-shattering sound resounded in the sky.

It's been decades since I was stunned......

In the Shangqing sect.

A woman in black, in her twenties, with a cold and indifferent face, holding a slender black spirit sword in her hand, the sword is shining brightly. The face like a goddess of frost, coupled with the cold aura exuded by the whole body, is even more daring to be underestimated.

"Uncle Junior. Seeing this, the disciples on the side stepped forward and saluted.

"Hmm," the woman bowed coldly.

When the woman was gone, the others breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the highest mountain hidden in the clouds, showing admiration and awe.

"I haven't seen you for three years, Uncle Xiao looks like he's about to be promoted to Yuanying, we were still struggling in the Qi refining period when we were in our fifties. ”

"Uncle Xiao inherited the ancestor of Fengqing, and he is very happy. ”

"In less than a thousand years, Master Fengqing has been cultivating in the late stage of Mahayana, but he is the first person in the world. In a few years, when Uncle Xiao is promoted to Yuanying, Master Fengqing will also fly to the immortal realm. ”

"Uncle Xiao has outstanding qualifications, although he has a cold personality, but he will not be weaker than Master Fengqing. ”

"Yes, the Heavenly Dao is jealous of the talent of the little ancestor, otherwise, with the ability of the little ancestor, how could the Thunder Tribulation of the Dan back then be so difficult. ”

......

Everyone talked about it, the woman in black didn't know, but walked to the door of the halal palace step by step, looking at the closed door, the woman's indifferent expression changed slightly, her fists clenched and loosened, and she came several times before taking a deep breath and lightly buttoning the temple door.

"Master. The woman's voice was as cold as her countenance.

"Come in. A deep, magnetic but cold voice came out.

The woman pushed open the door of the hall and saw at a glance the man sitting quietly on the chair and drinking tea, even though he had seen it countless times, but when he saw him again, he was still shocked by the cold and beautiful face.

"Sit. ”

The woman obediently sat opposite the man, and took the tea that was handed over, and the fragrance that came to her face carried a strong aura.

"Shizun's tea ceremony is another step forward. The woman's voice was extremely casual.

"If you like it, it's fine. Feng Qing's face softened a little, and after carefully visiting the apprentice, he said, "Is there anything to gain from going out to practice this time?"

The woman put the spirit sword on the table and said, "Ink Phoenix Sword." ”

Feng Qing looked at the spirit sword in surprise, and reached out to touch it, but his fingers were scratched by the sharp sword qi, although the slender and white fingers had recovered in the next moment, it could be seen that the red blood was imprinted in the woman's eyes.

A hint of disgust flashed in the woman's eyes as she looked at the Ink Phoenix Sword.

"The Mohuang Sword is worthy of being an ancient famous sword, and it is really extraordinary. Feng Qing is extremely satisfied.

The woman's faint chin was as if the divine sword that even a Mahayana monk desperately longed for, but in front of her was just a scrap of iron.

Seeing the woman's indifference, Feng Qing shook his head slightly, and said, "Why did you have to choose Ruthless Kendo in the first place. ”

Feng Qing's voice was indescribably complicated.

The woman was slightly stunned, and then said, "Why did the master cultivate the Ruthless Sword Dao in the first place?"

"I have a cold temperament, and there is no memory in the world. Feng Qing replied.

The same is true for disciples. ”

Hearing this, Feng Qing's movements paused, and he didn't continue the topic, but said, "Are you going to be promoted to Yuanying?"

The woman replied, "Yes, this return is to inform the master that the disciple is going to an overseas island to promote the Yuan Baby, and the Yuan Infant will be trained outside for several years, and the disciples of the Master's Ascension Ceremony will probably not be able to participate." ”

The wide hall instantly fell silent, and there was a faint depressing atmosphere, and I don't know how long it took, Feng Qingcai said, "It's been decided?"

"Hmm. ”

After that, the two did not say another word, and it was not until night fell that the woman put down her teacup, as before, leaving only an indifferent back.

The woman did not leave directly, but went to an attic in the Halal Palace, pushed the door open, and walked in, the attic was empty, only a table, on which was placed a flickering fate, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

The woman took out an identical life card from the storage ring and replaced it, but the life card was always bright and extremely vibrant. And the original life card was taken away by her.

Ten days later, in the overseas island, the woman looked up at the dark clouds rolling overhead, and the precious ink phoenix sword was casually discarded aside, humming unwillingly.

"If you hurt him, how will I keep you? ”

The woman faced 8864 thunder tribulations with her flesh and blood, but the powerful thunder tribulations failed to hurt him at all.

"Come on, Demon Insider. ”

The woman faced the demon calamity like she was dying, but her eyes were firmly looking at the direction of Shangqing Sect, revealing a strong reluctance and nostalgia.

Boom! The Demon Tribulation has descended.

In the main hall of the Shangqing Palace, dozens of children stood in the center, waiting for the final verdict.

"Qing Huan, you are extremely talented in swordsmanship, and you are born with sword bones, are you willing to worship the deity as a teacher?" said the head of the Shangqing Palace with a rare gentleness.

The girl in black refused under the envious and jealous gaze of others.

"I want to be a teacher. Point to the man in white at the top.

"This, Feng Qing Master Ancestor's cultivation of ruthless sword dao is not suitable for ......"

Before the head could speak, he was interrupted.

"Good. ”

After a few years, a beautiful woman stood in front of the man in white.

"Qing Huan, you choose a sword. ”

The woman looked at the master who was like a high mountain snow lotus, she could only watch from a distance and not play with it, she was close to the late ruler, but she was thousands of miles away, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Ruthless swordsmanship." ”

It has been a few years, and the woman has grown into a cold and indifferent extremely strong female sword cultivator, after the Yudan Thunder Tribulation, I thought it would be smooth and easy, but she almost died under the Heart Demon Tribulation, if it weren't for the deep obsession, I am afraid that she would have died, but the content of the Heart Demon Tribulation, she was under the questioning of the master, and she didn't mention it.

It has been a few years for a few years, and the woman has already reached the Great Perfection of the Dan and is about to survive the Yuanying Thunder Tribulation, but she knelt in front of the master on the eve of the Thunder Tribulation.

"The disciple is happy with the master, but the same is true for the master?" The shy appearance was very different from the past, and a pair of indifferent eyes were full of longing and anticipation at this time.

"No, no. The man's voice was full of surprise and disgust.

The woman's face turned pale in an instant and she was beaten back to her original form.

Where did Shizun die?

Where did the master die again?