After placing Luo Xian'er, who was still weak, Lu Chen still didn't quite understand what was going on.

The Burial Immortal Mountain is in the East China Sea, no one comes, it is one of the six most terrible murders, and no one else exists except purgatory. The older ghost lives here, and the immortal cultivator is absolutely incapable of a stronger existence in the world, so he escaped his spiritual sense and assassinated Luo Xian'er.

Why do you want to harm Luo Xian'er?

The old ghost doesn't know.

"This world is vast, and there are demons hidden, but I know every one, and there is no one who cultivates above me. There is no way to escape my senses..."

Seeing Lu Chen's puzzled gaze, the old ghost only shook his head slightly, unable to give an answer.

"But Xian'er is like this now..."

Lu Chen pursed the corners of his lips and turned to look at Luo Xian'er on the bed.

Her face was pale, she was colorless, and her qi was sluggish and decayed, so it was not too much to say that she had lost half her life. Although no injuries were found after the investigation, Lu Chen still refused to believe that no one had been assassinated, otherwise how could Luo Xian'er suddenly have such a change.

Deep worries and doubts made Lu Chen unclear.

"Maybe it's because the flesh of Wanhua Dao Lotus is still a little repulsive to her, and it doesn't fit completely. ”

The old ghost pondered for a long time before finally speaking.

"That's the only explanation, after all, Luo Xian'er was originally the reincarnation of the Great Holy Dao Weapon in the hands of the Eternal Saint King, and the Holy Weapon was the flesh, but now it has been lost, but the spirit is the Holy Rhyme, and there is the Great Dao Truth tempered by the Eternal Saint King. Wanhua Dao Lotus is an existence that is no worse than the ancient medicine of the Holy Dao, and it also has its own holy rhyme. It is normal for the two sacred rhymes to coincide, and it is normal for them to have rejection or other accidents, after all, they are not worthy of the end of the road, and they do not say that they have the same end. And after that, it is impossible to say that the same situation will happen again, it is still possible to be the great sage, and it is still possible to break the two holy rhymes and be compatible into one. ”

Only by explaining it in this way can it make sense.

Lu Chen finally accepted and nodded slightly, but he still had a lot of worries. However, what the old ghost said was that he had to ascend to the Great Dao and become the Great Sage, and Lu Chen couldn't help anything, it all depended on Luo Xian'er herself.

It is difficult to practice, but it can be helped by others, and it has its own creation.

"But the two holy rhymes collide, will she have an accident because of this?"

Lu Chen asked again, frowning.

"No, it won't. ”

The old ghost chuckled and got up.

"Just put your heart in your stomach, she just can't bear the Holy Power of the Great Dao because of the collision of the Holy Rhyme, instead of harm, it may be beneficial, allowing her to experience the Holy Rhyme Truth more deeply. However, these cannot be determined, after all, it is just creation, and there is only a slight chance, which is quite slim. At worst, you get nothing, you have to rest for a few days, and there are no other drawbacks. ”

After a sigh, the old ghost walked away slowly, looked at the windowsill that he had broken, and shook his head slightly.

"Repair the windowsill, the Burial Immortal Mountain is cold and damp, and now she is decaying, she can't stand this. You don't have to worry, the body of the Wanhua Dao Lotus, adhering to the Great Dao Senluo, Wanhua Wanxiang, is not much weaker than you in terms of the recovery ability of the physical body. At this hour tomorrow, you should be able to wake up, and for five days at most, you will still be alive and kicking. ”

The voice fell, and the old ghost had already left.

Lu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned his gaze to Luo Xian'er on the bed, and smiled helplessly.

Previously, he only said that the Wanhua Dao Lotus was the most suitable for the physical body, but he never expected these accidents. But in the mouth of the old ghost, it is not a bad thing, and it may even be a blessing in disguise, so it is okay

Accept. If Luo Xian'er really let her participate in the Divine Dao Truth because of this, it would be of great benefit. But after all, the old ghost also said that there was little hope, so Lu Chen just thought about it, sighed lightly, and turned to repair the windowsill to avoid hurting his body.

But he went out of the pavilion and went back to the cliff, and the old ghost's face was quite gloomy.

"The Nine Sins..."

He gritted his teeth, his fingers clenched, clicking, not being seen and heard by Lu Chen, and he tried harder to suppress the qi around his body to avoid turmoil.

"Although this Desolate God Realm is vast and there are a lot of hidden demon races, none of them can escape my spiritual sense, the human race, the demon race, the strongest one is only a half-step sage. There are only nine sins..."

The nails were embedded in the flesh, and the blood flowed and overflowed between the fingers.

The old ghost didn't seem to realize it, his eyes were full of hatred, and he was even more angry.

He had long known that Lu Chen was carrying the inheritance of the Nine Sins, and that the secret method was from the arrogant inheritance, and it was even clearer. Just like the original Blood Sky Great Sage, it was also by relying on the unparalleled secret method that he was able to deal with strong enemies from all sides when his strength was weak. However, although the secret method is unparalleled and helps a lot, it is by no means a good thing in itself, and it is not good in the blood sky, and even now Lu Chen has no good intentions.

However, knowing is knowing, and if you can't find it, you can't get rid of it, and everything is empty talk.

And everything that Xuetian did was in vain, and it failed to reverse this established fate.

"But arrogant, why do you want to make a move on Luo Xian'er?"

After a few breaths, the old ghost finally calmed down his emotions, but fell into deep doubts.

The inheritance of the Nine Sins was by no means a level that he could understand, even though he had touched that bottleneck now, he had not been able to step into it after all, and what he saw in front of him was still a mystery. Why did you want to make a move on Luo Xian'er, and what exactly did you do, I don't know anything, I don't get anything, and there is no result even if I investigate.

The physical body is only weak, the physical strength is exhausted, and the spirit is still intact, only slightly affected.

What he did and for what he did didn't know.

A breath of turbid breath slowly exhaled, and the old ghost's eyes dimmed again, becoming cloudy, but there was more deep powerlessness and deep sadness in it.

A clanging sound sounded, and Lu Chen had already begun to repair the windowsill.

He still didn't know that he was in prison, so he lived as usual every day, practicing, encountering, and falling without being disturbed in the slightest, and everything was as usual.

Ignorance is also a kind of happiness...

"Luo Xian'er should have guessed something, the existence of the Nine Sins, or the cause of Xuetian's death..."

With a long sigh, the old ghost shook his head and smiled bitterly, no longer thinking about it, just leaving everything behind, staring and contemplating, and continuing to practice to recover from the serious injuries he had suffered earlier.

The interplay of air and machine is magnificent and immense.

Half a day was in a hurry, and Lu Chen's windowsill had not yet been repaired, and the qi of the burial immortal mountain suddenly became turbulent. There is a visible yin wind blowing wantonly, like a knife like a sword, sharp and difficult, and the clouds in the sky converge and make a whirlpool, and the fierce beast of the Burial Immortal Mountain is connected to the moon-eating phase, as if the great realm is in the dust, opening its teeth and dancing claws, and it is even more hideous black thunder surging, tearing the void through terrible cracks.

Lu Chen stopped his movements and looked at him in amazement, not knowing what was happening.

In the air, the wind wandered, the qi soared, and endless mystical divine light suddenly gushed out between thousands of hideous cracks. The sound of the Tao was vibrating, reaching the sky and the earth, traversing the eternals, under the whirlpool of flowing clouds, as if the gate of the underworld was opened, there was thunder and agitation, and a hundred zhang cracks were torn out in a trance.

In the middle of it, the white shadow swayed, the fox chanted loudly, and the sound shook the four fields.

The dazzling white fire was burning, manifesting and circulating in it, and a pair of silver-blue eyes were bright in it, and under the boiling and burning, the entire burial immortal mountain became scorching.

The old ghost finally reined in his qi and slowly raised his head.

With a slight look of appreciation on his face, he nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, his qi rose.

The Burial Immortal Mountain trembled violently, and countless gravels hung up in the air, flashing with misty brilliance, like a mighty galaxy. In the midst of this endlessness, the rocks shuttled, shattered, and the qi machine was led away, expanding the cracks of the hundred zhang even more. In the midst of it, the white flames were blazing and swirling, as if an invisible barrier had finally been broken, and the white flames smashed down like thunder, sending smoke and dust billowing down.

The old ghost has resettled, but Lu Chen still hasn't come back to his senses, and he doesn't know what happened.

But the wind around him blew, and thousands of qi machines dissipated together, and the hideous cracks in the sky disappeared. Looking at it again, under the smoke and dust, the white flames scattered sporadically, the corners of the skirt rose and fell, three thousand silver filaments danced with the wind, and a familiar fox mask was worn obliquely in the hair, and the face was delicate and gentle, which was even more thrilling. Her eyes are silver and blue, but they are still moving, if the autumn water is sparkling, the spring is enchanting, and she is charming and secretly born with a smile.

The hands are lightly pulled, the long hair falls, the eyes turn, the veins are in the water, the autumn waves are moving, and the wind and dust are charming.

Lu Chen was stunned, but she had already turned her eyes.

A smile captivates the city, and the world loses color.

"I'm back. ”

Lu Chen's body trembled suddenly, and only then did he come back to his senses, with surprise on his face, he threw away all the planks in his hand that were used to repair the leaks, and rushed forward.

Throw yourself into your arms, hug the person tightly, and sniff the fox charming.

This red dust has a charm, and this is the most so.

"Itchy..."

Mu Shuangying's eyes smiled like a string moon, and his waist was like a willow, welcoming him gently.

This time, it was a long time, but Lu Chen didn't know that she had always been in the Burial Immortal Mountain, but every time she came back, she couldn't see her, and she thought it was far away. The Great Realm that appeared and disappeared before should be the mysterious place of the Burial Immortal Mountain, but Lu Chen did not know about it.

I thought I was going to come from afar, but I arrived like this, it must have been unexpected, but it was even more surprising.

"You've been gone for a long time..."

Lu Chen muttered, but still refused to let go.

It's been quite a short time.

Mu Shuangying's eyes were also as moving as autumn water, and he only responded in a low voice, his eyes turned around, charming as water, soft as spring, and his fingers gently brushed his face. The ugly mask had been shattered so much that it could barely cover half of its face now. Still, it's instantly recognizable.

The taste, the feeling, and the same as before, have only changed.

"The ugly husband has also become much better-looking. ”

She opened her mouth to laugh, her arms wrapped, and she leaned lightly on her shoulders, but her eyes were a little red at some point.

It was the first time since the Mountain of the Dead that Lu Chen had seen what Lu Chen should be, this ugly mask of black iron, but he had been wearing it for too long. The wounds he once left behind, remembered in this way, have been tattered into such a state, how much has he endured in the time he has left...

The appearance of the boy under the mask has too much wind and dust...

But Lu Chen didn't know what to say.

He only sighed deeply, hugged the person in his arms closer, smelled the faint fragrance that lingered in his nose, and his mind settled down.

Whether it's pain or dust, it's so fine, but why please?

.。 m.