1112 Lishan Duanmu

His gaze only flickered for a moment, and Yue Yu smiled bitterly again: "You will be in my Imperial Court Cultivator in the future." I can teach you the complete method of sword cultivation, and even the elixir spiritual land needed for cultivation can be provided until the day when I help you become enlightened. It's just that this apprentice's words, don't mention it in the future-"

The mind is already determined. Not only everything in the Hongmeng Sword Dictionary, but even the rest of what he has learned can be taught.

Donghua Sanren couldn't help frowning, and wondered: "Since the emperor is willing to teach me, why is he unwilling to accept me as a disciple." It is said that there is no relationship between master and apprentice, but I don't believe it a little, because I am worried about the bad things with the teachings. What kind of person is the Emperor when I am Donghua? Since I am a preacher and a teacher, what is the difference between me and my teacher?"

Before the words fell, Yue Yu shook his head slightly: "It's not all because of this, you and I really don't try fate." ”

Seeing that the Donghua Sanren was still unwilling, Yue Yu didn't wait for the other party to speak, so he already smiled and flicked his fingers, and a beam of blue light hit the eyebrows of the Donghua Sanren. Countless mystical avenues, with a trace of Yue Yu's thoughts, forcibly poured into the minds of Donghua Sanren.

I have been sitting firmly for a few hours, and I saw that the distorted pain on Donghua's face became more and more obvious. Sweating profusely, he almost collapsed.

Only then did Yue Yu restrain that beam of brilliance, and he felt that his whole body was also tired. This is similar to the Western religion, the method of initiation. Surely those who bear it are suffering. The user's consumption is not trivial.

After stopping, Donghua could only sit in place, speechless. Countless runes flashed in his eyes, and his soul thoughts were scattered. On both sides of the forehead, there are also green tendons.

Yue Yu knew that at this moment, the other party was already lost in the ocean of the Great Dao he taught. I didn't feel any difference, but with a sweep of mana, I sent Donghua out of this palace. Naturally, there will be a giant spirit god who will take care of him.

Then there was a slight distraction, after experiencing this Donghua incident, Yue Yu almost subconsciously, and remembered his real disciple in the Xuan Realm today. There are also his fellow disciples of the Guangling Sect.

"I don't know what the situation is like them now?"

Yue Yu's mind only moved slightly, and he shone the Kunlun Mirror towards the Heavenly Xuan Realm. Directly penetrates countless time and space barriers, and the Guangling Mountain is now in the mirror.

I saw Liu Yueru, sitting cross-legged on the top of the water cold peak, practicing alone. On the snow-carved face, there is a slight tiredness. In the entire Guanyun Palace, there is no half a figure, and the whole person is indescribably lonely.

"Immortal Peak-"

Yue Yu's heart ached slightly, and he felt indescribably sorry in his heart. With Liu Yueru's qualifications, she only needs to fully support herself. At this moment, even if it is Taiyi True Wonderland, it can be achieved.

But because he sat in the sect on his behalf, he has been stuck in the realm. Not only has it been delayed for many years, but it has also been exhausted by the Zen spirit of Guangling Sect. Over the years, under the suppression of exposition, I don't know how much effort has been expended.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Yue Yu shone on the rest of the people one by one. I saw that in the sect, many elders were all suppressing their own cultivation in order to delay the time of ascending to the earth immortal realm.

It wasn't until he saw Chang Binghong and Xi Han that Yue Yu was slightly pursed at the corners of his lips. His uncle's temperament is completely different from that of hundreds of years ago. The pain in those eyebrows and eyes seemed to have been healed. From time to time, there will be a few smiles on his face,

The Kunlun mirror moved again, shining on the small view peak. Today's mountain, which specializes in the cultivation of the art of the sword, is no longer the barren and desolate when he first entered Guangling. Hundreds of thousands of Guangling disciples opened up caves here.

It can only be roughly seen that some of the morphological characteristics of Xiaoguanfeng in the past.

"It turns out that my Dayan Mansion, Yueru still kept it for me-"

Looking at the halfway up the mountain, the empty and familiar place, Yue Yu couldn't help but smile. And immediately after, when his gaze went somewhere upward, his expression couldn't help but stiffen slightly.

A figure that had haunted him suddenly appeared in front of him. And Yue Yu's face also showed a bit of pain.

"I don't know where she is now, and who is it that took Han'er away?"

I couldn't help but feel my heart fluctuating again. Half an hour later. Yue Yu barely took a deep breath and calmed his mood.

Then he left behind all distractions and completely immersed all his mind into the Hongmeng Sword Codex.

He didn't know what the intention of the person who took Duanmu Han was. But he knows that if he can't meet the conditions to become that person's pawn. Enough qualifications to touch the chess game set by this person. Then at this moment, no matter how worried you are, it is useless.

Whether it is to really gain a foothold in this flood or to find Duanmu Han. This mana cultivation of one's own body is the foundation.

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It was also when Yue Yu remembered Duanmu Han. Tens of billions of miles away, in the depths of time and space, a woman in white was in the medicine garden, and her expression was stunned. The action of leaning over to pick up flowers also stopped.

There was also a woman with a beautiful appearance next to her, and she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw this, and turned her head to look over, revealing a hint of suspicion: "Senior Sister Duanmu, Senior Sister Duanmu?"

Duanmu Han was still frowning slightly, and there was no half-minute focus in his eyes. After a long time, he suddenly woke up and plucked the dark blue flower in front of him that had eight petals and had not yet fully bloomed. Carefully put it in the bamboo basket in your hand. Then he smiled slightly: "Fang Cai remembered a difficult place in my Xuan Bing Separation from the Fire, and I was a little distracted-"

Having said that, I couldn't help but think of a delicate Taoist in my mind.

Fang Cai was inexplicable, and there was a sense of correspondence. But I don't know, where is that person?

The beautiful woman obviously didn't believe it, and her smart eyes rolled and said, "Is that really the case?" I see your expression, do you think that the lover is in the Nether Realm to Senior Sister Duanmu, and she also has a double cultivation partner?"

"Dual-cultivation partner?"

Duanmu Han couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "There is really no Senior Sister Zhiling." Where do you want to go? I have been reincarnated several times, but all the time, I am alone?"

Zhi Ling still had a suspicious look on his face, and glanced at Duanmu Han up and down. I was about to look again, but I heard a bell ringing in the distance. couldn't help but subconsciously rejoice, and immediately put aside the doubts in her heart and said: "It's Niangniang, she is going to open the altar to preach, but this time it's good luck that you and I need to go over early and occupy a position——"

As she spoke, her hands quickened. A medicine garden, in just a moment, cleaned and picked most of it.

Duanmu Han was still unhurried, still cautious, and put the elixir in front of him into the bamboo basket one by one. There was a smile on his face, and he didn't see half of the anxious color.

Seeing this, Na Zhiling suddenly became angry: "Good sister, do you know how rare it is for Niangniang to go to the altar to preach in person? We are the registered disciples, who have worked hard in this Lishan for thousands of years, and only then can we occasionally have such an opportunity to listen to the Great Dao."

Duanmu Han's expression was stunned, and he sped up his movements. It's just that this picking elixir, a slight increase in speed, will inevitably be taken care of. Several extremely precious elixirs in a row, when they were finally picked, the medicinal power was greatly damaged, which made her regret for a while.

The bell rang several times in a row, and it rang out with a clear sound. It makes people wake up and be extremely clear.

When the sixth bell rang, all the elixirs in this medicine garden were finally picked clean.

Zhi Ling couldn't hold it anymore, and immediately pulled Duanmu Han, took off into the air, and flew away to a mountain peak in the distance.

As soon as he rushed into the air, his whole body stretched out. But it was a golden-feathered phoenix pheasant, and Duanmu Han was hunched behind him.

Then, in a short time, I saw a huge palace with golden splendor in the distance, and it appeared in front of me.

Duanmu Han looked at it from afar, but there was no joy in his eyes, but his eyes were leisurely, and his face was extremely complicated.

Zhi Ling below felt a slight feeling, and persuaded loudly: "Senior sister, why are you here again? Didn't you say it? Don't think too much about it—"

"But Senior Sister Zhiling, don't you think it's strange?"

Duanmu Han shook his head slightly, with a slight bitterness in his eyes: "Duanmu Han asked himself that his qualifications are only middle and upper, and his mana status is even more of a human race." And in this Li Mountain, there are not many extremely talented demon clans. Just like Senior Sister Zhiling, the body of a true immortal has already condensed a super-level bloodline, but she is still only a few disciples. Why am I the only one who can worship my mother?"

"This master and apprentice need to talk about the fate, and besides, junior sister, your qualifications, how can you ever be bad? Niangniang has a deep relationship with your human race, and it is even more profound, why can't I accept you as a disciple?"

Na Zhiling chuckled, and then smiled: "Besides, you said it yourself, and now your cultivation is low." What kind of capital is there that is worthy of her to calculate you, and even to accept you as a disciple?"

Duanmu Han's expression was stunned for a moment, followed by silence. She is duanmu cold, and she is not worthy of others' special calculations.

But that one, the disciple in the previous life, the senior brother in this life. But there must be this qualification-

Since entering this Li Mountain, for some reason, those memories that were clearly expected in the previous life have slowly awakened.

And then the figure, gradually, settled into the depths of his heart. Lingering, never forgotten again.

In his previous life, he had already grieved that person. In this life, she really doesn't want to cause him any more trouble.

As he pondered, the Zhiling had already flown to a huge square. There are countless demon cultivators here, gathered here.

At a glance, there are millions of dollars. Each according to the cultivation of the superior, sitting in the white jade square.

Even human monks, there are quite a few. But they are all huddled together, living in a remote corner.

And outside this palace, there are countless demon cultivators who have not yet transformed and are prostrate on the ground. They are all waiting quietly and respectfully.