The spring thunder roars, and the wind and rain are shaking!

A heavy rain washed the yellow sand sky in the Western Regions, and a horse trampled on the mud and sand and galloped towards the Netherworld Mountain in the Western Regions.

At this time, everything in the Youtan Sect was silent, and everyone in the sect held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound when they walked, for fear that the sect leader would slash themselves with a sword.

In the Youtan Hall, Mo Linglong stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, and Xiao Yuanshan stood in the distance with his hands in his hands.

"You're hurt?"

Mo Linglong said coldly: "Small injury, you can't die!"

Xiao Yuanshan nodded lightly and remained silent.

The candlelight in the dark hall faltered, and Mo Linglong got up and walked down the high platform step by step.

"Is that you?"

Xiao Yuanshan shook his head, "No! I was dragged by someone on the road!"

"Who?" Mo Linglong's eyes froze.

"I don't know! It should be a young man, with white hair covering his face, and his martial arts are extremely high, and he seems to be able to integrate the exercises of various sects and sects on the rivers and lakes. Xiao Yuanshan said hoarsely.

Mo Linglong's face was cloudy, and she stared at Xiao Yuanshan coldly.

Xiao Yuanshan smiled, "The girl doesn't believe you Uncle Xiao like that?"

"How can I say that he is also my Xiao Yuanshan's nephew, even if I Xiao Yuanshan becomes ruthless, even if I calculate the people of this world, I will not calculate him!"

Mo Linglong turned her head expressionlessly.

At this moment, a member of the congregation walked to the front of the temple.

"Sect Master, there is a man in armor and a knife outside the mountain who forcibly invaded my Holy Sect, he calls himself Luo Sheng, and he wants to see the young master!"

Mo Linglong's phoenix eyes narrowed, "Luo Sheng?"

Xiao Yuanshan opened his mouth and said, "Let him in! I didn't expect this guy to be alive!"

The sect leader stood still when he saw that the sect leader didn't speak, and Xiao Yuanshan smiled dumbly.

"Let him in!" Mo Linglong said lightly.

"Yes!"

Soon after, a man in armor and holding a knife strode over, and the sword aura on his body was almost condensed.

Mo Linglong and Xiao Yuanshan walked out of the main hall, Luo looked up at Mo Linglong, "What about Wushuang?"

"Huh?" Mo Linglong's phoenix eyes shot out a fierce cold light: "You said Baili Haoran?"

"Hmm!" Luo Sheng told the two of them about the situation a few days ago.

Mo Linglong was furious, word by word, "Hundred, li, hao, ran!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and Mo Linglong was about to kill the Haoran Zhengqi Alliance far away in the Central Plains, Xiao Yuanshan dodged to stop her, "If it is really Baili Haoran, then he is definitely not in the Haoqi Alliance now, he was cut half to death by your sword, he must be secretly licking his wounds somewhere, it is useless for you to go to the Central Plains now, send a holy order to the masters of the Central Plains Sect to find it!"

Mo Linglong thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

On the side, Luo Sheng stared at Xiao Yuanshan non-stop.

"Are you Xiao Yuanshan?"

Xiao Yuanshan replied with a smile, "What's the matter?

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, where is Wushuang?" Luo Sheng asked Mo Linglong.

Mo Linglong sighed faintly, "Alas, in the Scripture Pavilion, come with me!"

The Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Youtan Sect was originally heavily guarded in the middle of the sect, but now there was no one in front of the guard, Mo Linglong stretched out his hand to push open the door, only to see tens of thousands of ancient books in the dark pavilion rolling to the ground, piled up into a small mountain, on the mountain of books Zhao Wushuang's long hair was scattered, his clothes were in tatters, he held the "sleeping" Wan'er in one hand, and looked at the ancient books with the other, and even the three of them walked to him without raising their eyes.

Looking at the decadent figure, the pupils of Luo Sheng's eyes contracted violently, "It's all my fault!"

Xiao Yuanshan patted him, "Things have already happened, it's useless to talk about it!"

After that, Xiao Yuanshan walked up to Zhao Wushuang's side, and saw that Zhao Wushuang was looking at a book of "A Thousand Strange Diseases", Xiao Yuanshan shook his head lightly, "It's useless, she's not sick!"

Zhao Wushuang looked up at him mechanically, then lowered his head and continued to look at the scripture in his hand.

Xiao Yuanshan sighed deeply, and suddenly said: "To save her, there is a legendary method!"

After Xiao Yuanshan finished speaking, there was silence in the pavilion, and suddenly, Zhao Wushuang dropped the scriptures, pulled Xiao Yuanshan's shirt violently, and his lips trembled slightly, "Tell me!"

Xiao Yuanshan: "According to ....."

"Xiao Yuanshan, shut up!" Mo Linglong said angrily.

Zhao Wushuang's long loose hair fell in front of him, covering most of his face, and he turned his head to look at Mo Linglong.

"Sister, you know?"

Mo Linglong's delicate body trembled, and she was silent for a long time.

Xiao Yuanshan continued: "According to the records of the lost ancient book "Medical Scripture" written by the medical immortal Ji Hanging Pot, there was once a "Rising Flower" flower named "Born Flower" in the land of Xijin, which can be brought back to life!"

Zhao Wushuang trembled, "Okay, good, I'll go to Xijin!"

Mo Linglong stepped onto the book mountain, glanced at Xiao Yuanshan coldly, and stretched out his hand to straighten Zhao Wushuang's scattered hair.

"Do you know? Let's not talk about whether this "Rising Flower" is true or not, even if it is true that so many years have passed, and Xijindi is very scarce, how long will you be looking for it?"

"Also, even if you really find it, do you know what else you need to make a medicine introduction?"

Mo Linglong's voice suddenly aggravated, "You need blood, you need the dragon blood of the coiling dragon tree on the dragon vein of the world capital, you need a first-class master to use his life's skills to nourish, do you know it!

After Mo Linglong roared, the pavilion was silent, Zhao Wushuang raised his head slightly, revealing a warm smile, Mo Linglong was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her eyes moistened, and she stretched out a slightly trembling hand to caress his face.

"You're such a fool, silly boy!"

"That sister will accompany you to find it!"

Zhao Wushuang rubbed his face against Mo Linglong's palm, shook his head, and said hoarsely: "Don't!

Mo Linglong said worriedly: "Your injury?"

Forcibly destroying the secret method twice to burn blood, most of the meridians on Zhao Wushuang's body have been destroyed, and his skill is less than two-three out of ten at his peak.

Zhao Wushuang shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, if the meridians are destroyed, they will be destroyed, anyway, I am a waste, what is the use of this martial arts?"

Suddenly, a sky-high sword intent rose on Zhao Wushuang's body, stirring the wind and rain outside the sky, at this moment everyone raised their heads, a pitch-black unicorn dozens of zhang high on the top of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was looking up to the sky and roaring, and the thunder snake danced wildly above the nine heavens, and the wind was like a knife roll.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Zhao Wushuang hugged Wan'er horizontally and walked down the book mountain step by step, surrounded by a faint sword intent on his body.

"This is the Heart Sword!" Mo Linglong and Xiao Yuanshan said in shock.

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were beating with a strange firelight, staring at Zhao Wushuang, and muttering: "Heart Sword! It's really Heart Sword, I didn't expect it to be like this!"

Zhao Wushuang hugged Wan'er horizontally, turned his head to look at Mo Linglong, and shouted softly, "Sister!"

Mo Linglong nodded, and sighed in her heart: "Patriarch Jiuli, I'm sorry!"

In the Holy Tomb of the Youtan Sect, when they learned that the sect leader Mo Linglong was going to open the tomb of the Youtan Patriarch, the twelve elders were so frightened that they rushed over, and they all knelt on the ground and cried with tears in their eyes.

"Sect Master, you can't do such a rebellious thing!"

"Sect Master, are you worthy of the Youtan Sect by doing this?"

"Sect Master, don't, this trip is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!

Mo Linglong frowned tightly and waved her big hand, "This seat is only here to save me, and the left envoy has no choice but to come out next time, presumably the ancestor and her old man will forgive!

"Think twice!

Someone said angrily, "Mo Linglong, you are presumptuous!"

Boom!

The man flew upside down in an instant, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Zhao Wushuang took a step forward with Wan'er in his arms, and he slowly knelt in front of the twelve elders, "Now only the Epiphany in the Holy Tomb can save Wan'er's body, and the kid is here to implore you!"

Seeing this, the elders looked at each other, a little in a dilemma, but there were still a few people who refused to give in at all.

"Young master, the left envoy is already powerless to return to the sky, why bother persevering!"

"That's it, if I alarm the ancestor for this, but I am guilty of the Hidden Tan Sect!"

Zhao Wushuang bowed his head and was silent, and after a long time, he got up with an indifferent face, turned around and walked towards the holy tomb, "Then you guys, go and die!"

A few people were startled, only to see Mo Linglong's hands with a monstrous demonic energy, and at this time, a few people no longer stopped and retreated to the side.

Mo Linglong shook her hand, and the demonic energy dissipated.

The Holy Tomb of Youtan, the place where the leaders of the Youtan Sect have always been sleeping, and the first leader of the sect, Jiuli, contains the stamen of the Youtan Sect in his mouth, so the body has not been corroded for a hundred years.

Zhao Wushuang hugged Wan'er step by step to the coffin at the highest place of the holy tomb, he knelt on his knees and said in his mouth: "Zhao Wushuang, the eleventh generation young master of the Youtan Sect, in order to save the person he loves, please ask the ancestor to fulfill it." ”

Zhao Wushuang said, got up and lifted the lid of the coffin, and what caught his eye was a girl wearing silver jewelry, the girl's lips were red and her teeth were white, her face was beautiful, and a purple stamen on her red lips exuded a faint purple light wrapped her whole body.

Zhao Wushuang's face was expressionless, and he said softly: "Offended!" Stretched out his hand to twist the stamen, and at the moment when the stamen left, the girl turned into a cloud of smoke and slowly dispersed.

Zhao Wushuang gently put Wan'er into the coffin, put the stamen in his hand between her lips, and just lay down beside the coffin and looked at her quietly.

How could the little girl who bowed down when she saw him, the girl who was only in front of him with a strange and smiling face, lying in this gloomy place?

Zhao Wushuang got up, slowly closed the lid of the coffin, and turned to leave.

"Wait for me Wan'er!"

When Zhao Wushuang came out, he saw a group of people standing at the entrance of the tomb, and when several of the elders saw Zhao Wushuang coming out, they immediately cried and shouted: "The old man is ashamed of the ancestor!"

Zhao Wushuang bowed down and bowed to the end.

"The sin is unequaled, and it has nothing to do with the sect leader!"

Mo Linglong sighed helplessly, looking at the young man who bowed down, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart, when was the young man out of the valley with a sword, full of vitality, but now he is like an old man in the twilight, his eyes are full of twilight.

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Somewhere in Xiyue, a man in black covered his wounds, surrounded by porcelain bottles, and he swallowed all the healing pills in one go.

Just as he was about to operate the True Qi Refining, a white shadow appeared in front of him.

It was the young man in white clothes and white hair covering his face that day, and the corners of the young man's mouth were slightly upturned looking at him.

"The majestic alliance leader is so embarrassed, like a lost dog!"

Baili Haoran was furious, if it weren't for the stinging of the wound, he would have slammed it with one palm.

The young man smiled, and his laughter was full of sarcasm, "You almost killed him!"

Baili Haoran frowned, and said with some trembling hearts: "It's not that you haven't died!

The young man nodded and smiled, "Yes, indeed, you did a good job!"

Baili Haoran breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to start healing.

Burst!

But at this moment, a white palm directly penetrated his entire chest.

Wow!

Baili Haoran spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You...."

"I really don't know how you became the leader of the Haoqi Alliance with your IQ, just relying on your strong skills?"

"Okay! I'll give you a hand, and I reluctantly accept it!"

A black whirlpool appeared in the palm of the young man's palm, the whirlpool slowly rotated, and in an instant, Baili Haoran felt that the true qi, internal force, and even blood in his whole body had been drained away!

After a while, the young man withdrew his hand, only to see a beating heart in his hand, and only a black robe was left on the ground.

The young man looked at the heart in his hand and smiled hideously, "It deserves to be the top of the Grandmaster List, strong enough!"

The young man's mouth suddenly opened to the extreme, and even the corners of his mouth cracked, and he put his whole beating heart in his mouth, and his face was full of intoxication.

After swallowing his heart, the young man shook his hand and walked out step by step, his body began to change with each step, and finally stopped and appeared in the world in white like snow.