When Taixuan saw the book on the tombstone of the little dragon girl, he knew that the little dragon girl thought that she was dead, and she died of anxiety, only to feel upset, her qi and blood were retrograde, and her eardrums could only hear her heartbeat like a drum.

The true qi in his body skyrocketed, his muscles and veins stretched out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and spilled straight onto the tombstone.

Taixuan fell to the ground, his mind was in a trance, his heart was empty, and he just sat in front of the tomb, dumbfounded like a wood.

Tai Xuan sat in this ice and snow, and I don't know how long it took, because the true qi in Tai Xuan's body skyrocketed and almost lost control, so the true qi in his body automatically contracted into the dantian qi sea and several acupoints that had been opened up to store internal force, and it was no longer as automatic as before, day and night. Having lost his internal force to protect his body, Taixuan was finally awakened by this biting ice.

Taixuan woke up, turned over, and ran straight down the mountain with light work!

In my mind, I thought, "Long'er is dead! What about Master, what about Guo'er, what about my disciples and grandchildren? What about my Quanzhen? How long has it been? I have to find out!"

Taixuan puffed up the innate true qi of his whole body, and in every move, he actually drove the aura of heaven and earth, and the speed was much faster, but it was an iceberg in a moment.

Taixuan descended from the iceberg and swept eastward from this extreme western glacier.

After walking for a long time, gradually some of the grass and trees turned blue, and after walking over a mountain cliff, Taixuan hurriedly turned around and came to the edge of the cliff, but saw a middle-aged scribe pushing a teenager and falling down from the cliff.

Although Taixuan hurried down the mountain to understand the situation in the world today, he was also a chivalrous figure in the end, how could he see that he could not be saved by death, not to mention that he could also inquire about the situation after saving these two people, so that he could understand the major events that had happened on the rivers and lakes since he was frozen in ice.

Thinking of this, Taixuan jumped off the cliff and chased down the two who fell off the cliff.

I didn't want to chase the two of them since Taixuan heard the voice, and it took a long time, Taixuan saw the two of them fall down to about twenty or thirty zhang, smashing a small tree, and one fell down, around thirty zhang, but it was a small platform.

Tai Xuan used his innate strength, opened his hand and sucked the two people who were about to hit the platform, and then slowly fell.

Although the young man among the two was bent on death, he also dispelled his thoughts after this catastrophe, and the middle-aged scribe was even more distraught and frightened to death.

The two sat on the ground, and then remembered that they were about to hit the stone wall just now when they were sucked by a strong force, and when they looked up, they were all stunned, only to see that in the middle of the air, a young Taoist wearing a moon platinum silk robe slowly descended from the void.

Both of them were taken aback, and thought to themselves: "Kunlun is known as the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, and there have been fairy stories such as Yaochi of the Queen Mother of the West since ancient times.

The chubby middle-aged scribe hurriedly got up and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this real person, in Xia Zhu Changling is polite! Thank you for the help of the real person!"

Tai Xuan slowly landed from the air, and when he heard that this fat middle-aged scribe called himself Zhu Changling, he felt extremely familiar, and after a little thought, he remembered: "Zhu Changling, Kunlun Mountain, isn't this the plot of Yitian? What's going on?"

Tai Xuan thought of this, so he asked, "Your name is Zhu Changling, who are you Zhu Ziliu?"

Although Zhu Changling was strange that this young Taoist asked Zhu Changling, he also thanked him: "Zhu Ziliu is the great ancestor of the next generation, I don't know what the real person has to do?"

Taixuan heard this, and completely understood who this was, if he was not mistaken, this should be the "earth-shattering jade pen" Zhu Changling, then the other teenager should be Zhang Wuji.