Since the palace master announced the closure of the death pass, the entire cave and secluded department has also learned from the disgraceful battle of the ghost gate, and has made up its mind that it can no longer stop at the present.

The coffin mountain ridge that once faintly had the shadow of the leader of thousands of sects in the huge rivers and lakes, after Chang Xi was sent back to the palace, was used as an eye-catching nail by several armies of the Ghost Emperor, and it was completely pulled out from this river and lake.

So far, the Coffin Mountain Ridge, the Dongwu Sword Cave and the Santian Mansion that once showed a three-legged trend in the rivers and lakes have declined. The sudden death of the Coffin Mountain Ridge was not until a long time later, and the rumors about the fierce battle between many top God Realm cultivators in front of the Ghost Gate gradually surfaced. People can't help but sigh with emotion that in terms of the size of a fist, the young palace master of the Yin Heavenly Palace, who was appointed by the new official with three fires, is indeed very happy, and he will cut the coffin boy under the sword with three strokes and five divisions.

There is a direct correlation between the declining West Mountain of the Santian Mansion and the cultivation of Lin Zhenjiang, who is the master of the mansion, does not advance but retreats, and people will only sigh after tea and dinner at most, and the once behemoth will eventually wait for the day when it collapses, just like the day of old age, sickness and death, but this day seems to come too quickly for the Santian Mansion.

However, the most talked about is the most inconspicuous Dongwu Sword Cave on weekdays. It is rumored that the proud protégé of the sword old monster in the sword cave of Dongwu is a strange woman who has hidden the sword for more than ten years without sheathing, and before the battle when the palace master was decided by Yushenhu, the woman surnamed Xu had a gambling contract with the current palace master, and after the defeat, she resolutely followed the young palace master's side.

It is rumored that the woman surnamed Xu is a slave and a maid in the palace, and some people say that she became the personal swordsman of the palace master... All kinds of theories can be said to be blooming for a while, anyway, as long as the rumors in the market involve a pretty woman with a good appearance, it doesn't matter if you are a protégé of the sword monster or a female sword fairy who uses a sword like a god, it is all how fragrant and charming it is.

Those storytellers who lived in restaurants all day long, thinking about how to get more repeat customers, were like discovering a new continent, and they picked up the pen and rushed out of the manuscript overnight, and the next day there were several versions in several restaurants. It wasn't until later that the news that the young palace master showed his grandeur at the Ghost Gate Pass and forced the sword monster back with a sword was confirmed, and the restaurants with storytellers in Luo Yu City were even more popular every day.

Luo Yucheng is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and many listeners are still unsatisfied with the storytellers, saying that the young palace is mainly a private visit, if you are unfortunate enough to talk about the storyteller who is charming in private affairs, won't you be arrested and sent to prison?

An honest storyteller leaned over and put his hands in his sleeves and cried and laughed: "The palace master has every opportunity, and the emperor listens, how can there be a private interview with kung fu micro-service? Besides, the stories we have arranged are just to rub the reputation of the palace master, just to mix a few mouthfuls of food, but we dare not have the slightest transgression." What's more, it is rumored that the young palace master and the Ghost Emperor have the same heart for the world, and it is too late for everyone to respect him, who would be willing to smear and sarcasm at all?"

As the other protagonist in the story, the woman in white sat in the corner of the restaurant, listening to various versions of the story about herself and the young palace master, whether lingering or touching, or singing and crying, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, taking a sip of tea, and looking out the window at Luo Yu Mountain.

The woman in white looked at her and murmured softly.

"I wonder how he's been in retreat so far?"

......

The secret room of Chang Xi's retreat was buried deep under Luo Yu Mountain, and the blazing earth fire here swept everywhere like a flood of beasts, and the red tongues of fire splashed everywhere, distorting the entire space into a blur, and it was impossible for any Avatar Realm cultivator to survive here.

The magma in the fire pool in the center of the secret room that leads directly to the underground dragon veins has long been gone, but the sturdy figure that jumped into the pool at the beginning has long been gone.

Not to mention meditating and cultivating in this secret room, even if a monk close to the fire attribute spiritual power wants to support it here for a moment and a half, he will have to pay a lot of price, not to mention this magma pool that can easily incinerate spiritual power and melt flesh and blood, no one will be stupid enough to jump into it.

But if Yun Lan was here, he would definitely be able to see a golden skeleton floating in the depths of the magma. It stands to reason that this kind of magma that can directly threaten the life of the power of the Void Refining Realm can melt everything, and it shouldn't still leave the skeleton of the fallen.

I saw that this skeleton was clean and clean, without a trace of flesh and blood. However, in the rib cage, there is still a golden heart of the same color as the bone, and it is faintly visible that there are only a few drops of pure golden essence blood flowing in the heart.

If you look closely at the entire golden skeleton, it actually doesn't look like an ordinary human bone at all, but a genuine dragon bone. The dragon bone that supported Chang Xi through this long path of cultivating immortals had many incredible uses, if it did not reach the corresponding realm and exert enough external force to oppress, the pure dragon origin hidden deep in the bone marrow would never be able to wait for the day of release. Of course, Chang Xi can also choose not to ask for hardship, provided that he can endure humility and weakness.

Dragons have never been pampered, let alone the Dragons of the Candle.

No pain, no gain.

This phrase is common in all worlds.

The pure origin of the divine dragon hidden deep in the bone marrow finally overflowed, ancient and majestic, surrounding the bones, as if coating the already golden skeleton with a layer of gold film.

The heart only beats once in a long time, and every time it beats, there will be a subtle shock in the entire magma pool, and the flesh essence that has melted but not dissipated seems to be summoned by some kind of summons, gathering from all over the magma pool, converging into slender flesh that can withstand the magma heat for a short time, trying to wrap around the skeleton.

However, when these flesh and blood tried to wrap around the skeleton, the golden skeleton vibrated with a frequency visible to the naked eye, shaking away all the wisps of flesh and blood. The newborn flesh was already slender and fragile, unable to withstand the two-sided blows of the dragon's roar and the scorching magma, and quickly dissipated away.

The dragon bloodline that has been stimulated by the pure origin is immaculate, and it is instinctive not to recognize these human flesh and blood, which can be called weak and ridiculous.

However, these slender flesh and blood, which are no thicker than hair, have a stubborn spirit that does not hit the south wall and does not look back, and they do it again and again, like kraft candy, they want to regain what belongs to them.

The sword bell that was no longer in the glass was still there, and the sound of the sword roaring bell and the dragon chant confronted the dragon in due course, which invisibly consumed the power of the dragon chant, allowing the slender flesh and blood to take advantage of the situation to climb onto the skeleton like ants.

A tragic scene was staged in the depths of the magma that no one could see.

In the earth-fire magma, the slender flesh and the mighty dragon power stalemate for a long time, but in the end, they were defeated, and a few feet of bright red flesh and blood were swallowed by the magma again, and the residual consciousness attached to the flesh and blood gradually became depressed.

They didn't give up, quietly waiting for the next heartbeat.