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A light rain has just fallen in the entire Qiancheng County, and the sky is like a blue wash, clear and clear.

South of the county seat of Qiancheng.

Nameless Valley.

Above the attic.

Lu Bei took out the Huanhua Remnant Sword, looked at this sword that was from the bottom of the ice cliff in the West Sea in the past, collected three hundred catties of Xuanbing cold iron, and refined it into a divine weapon made of seven taels and five coins of Western Taiyi Pure Gold.

For a moment, memories of the netherworld floated in my heart.

Then, he took out the black-clothed Great Shura he killed for the first time, and the two blood-colored scimitars he obtained.

After watching for a moment, he muttered: "Sharp and unappointed, too rigid and easy to break." ”

When the Huanhua Sword was cast, he sketched the word [Rui] to prohibit seventy-two times, and there were no other prohibitions, just to take advantage of it, not to be changeable.

Precisely so, although the Huanhua Sword is extremely sharp, it is also easy to break.

When it collided with the black-clothed Great Shura's sword, the raccoon broke in two and fell into the dust.

At that time, he thought that it must be the material used to build the blood knife was very high-grade, even beyond the Western Taiyi Essence Metal.

At this time, it became clear that this was not the case.

In the past, his sword was as sharp as he was, and there was nothing but its might.

Now, perhaps he should give his Excalibur a new meaning.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei's palms slowly surged with golden flames, and the temperature in the void room rose rapidly, but Lu Bei's expression was extremely calm, but there was no sweat on his forehead.

The flames tumbled into a sea of fire, smelting towards the Huanhua remnant sword and blood knife at the same time......

The boundless sea of blood is surging into waves.

Bubbles of different sizes popped out, murderous and bloody.

Millions of miles below the sea of blood, a magnificent hall moved inexplicably with the sea of blood, adjusting the coordinates of time and space.

In the temple.

On a throne made of white bones.

The color of blood and the killing are like a curtain of water, covering an old figure from the real.

This water curtain falls in the eyes of the immortal powerhouses below the true immortal, and the divine thoughts will be tainted by blood and sink into the killing path.

The blood light suddenly dissipated.

This is an old man with a red beard and red hair, whose breath seems to be presence, but it is deep and vast, and he is leaning on the throne of white bones at this moment.

"Blood Dance asked the Ancestor to use his magical powers to regenerate Sister Blood Spirit's broken arm. ”

The sound of a clear spring clanging sounded in the empty and cold hall.

It was a petite and delicate girl in red below, half-kneeling on the ground, pleading sincerely.

The Styx Ancestor opened his eyes, and with a calm gaze, he looked at the blood spirit who was standing respectfully.

This gaze is not as majestic as the mountains, and the abyss and mountains are like valleys.

There is only calm and no waves, and perhaps a little insignificant...... The elders look at the gentle care of the younger ones.

The right arm of the blood spirit in a red dress was hanging in the air, and there was a bit of misery on the jade face that was a mixture of dignified and bewitching.

The Styx Ancestor glanced at it lightly, and said in a misty voice: "Blood Spirit, even if you are reborn with your arm, I am afraid you will have to stop at the True Immortal Realm." ”

The Heavenly Dao is like this, even if he is a Great Luo Dao Venerable and follows the law, he can't change the law of immortality set by the Heavenly Dao, and he can't damage the law of the physical body.

He could make this blood spirit achieve immortal true immortal, but he also stopped at the true immortal realm.

Hearing this, the blood spirit was busy with a blessing, and said in a clear voice: "I hope the ancestor will save the blood spirit." ”

Styx Ancestor said lightly: "There is a method, not only is there no hidden danger. And it can allow you to reach the true immortal realm, and from now on a smooth road...... You can also get great merit, don't you?"

"I don't know what the method is?"

"Reincarnated and rebuilt. ”

Styx Ancestor said lightly.

Blood Dance was dumbfounded, and with the power of the Ancestor, with the power of the Ancestor, just a sentence of work, the Ancestor could be reborn with a broken arm, how could he let the Blood Spirit Sister embark on the path of reincarnation and recultivation.

As soon as Blood Dance was about to speak, the sleeve of his shirt was pulled by a plain hand, and Blood Dance's eyes rolled slightly, looking at the pale and weak Blood Spirit with a puzzled expression.

The blood spirit's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a condensed voice: "It's all up to the ancestors' orders." ”

The Styx Ancestor took a deep look at the Blood Spirit, and said with a rare sigh of relief: "After this time, your realm Dao can at least go to another level." ”

The blood spirit trembled slightly, she knew that since the ancestor had made a personal promise, it must have been a rare opportunity.

Thinking of this, I have some anticipation in my heart.

South Ganbu Island.

Shan.

Lu Chunyang and Lan Caihe walked out of the Yang family quickly, and the two immortals looked extremely gloomy.

Lu Chunyang sneered: "This person must have come to teach the Eight Immortals for me. ”

Lan Caihe said worriedly: "Could it be that I waited for the remnants of those demons that I have eliminated over the years to take revenge?"

Lu Chunyang said awe-inspiringly: "How many demons come, how many kills." If I am afraid of them, what kind of Tao do I cultivate, and what truth do I seek?"

Lan Caihe thought about it, and knew that this was also the case,

"Lan Daoyou, follow the poor road to find the jade void. ”

When Lu Chunyang said this, he first sacrificed a fire dragon sword, set up the Taiyi sword and flew to Zhongnan Mountain.

Lan Caihe shook his head and smiled, saying in his heart that this Lu Daoyou is really a ruthless character.

also followed closely behind, setting up a retreat and chasing after Lu Chunyang.

Taiqing Xuanwei Realm Heaven.

A round of daily life hangs high, the glow is ten thousand, and the spirit is fluttering.

In front of the flowing river, He Xiang sat on a round big bluestone, a pink lotus basket was placed on the side, this woman's face was calm, and she was looking at the green mountains in the distance.

Not far away, under a strange pine tree, stood a young man with sparse eyebrows and a jade tree facing the wind.

The young man is dressed in a white robe, his face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are like stars, and his demeanor is handsome.

It was Han Xiangzi.

At this moment, Han Xiangzi was erecting a tube of Cheng Jasper Flute and playing it slowly.

The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, with a sense of leisure and ease.

Above Lu Zhou, the egrets and the cranes with extraordinary expressions all showed cheerfulness for a while with the sound of this flute.

However, if you listen carefully, you can still hear a little bit of tiredness and admiration hidden in this flute sound.

At this time, under the cyan sky, three streamers of light flickered in the distance, and three auspicious clouds appeared in a short time.

Above the auspicious clouds on the left, Zhong Liquan's purple face was as ruddy and translucent as a baby, and between his breaths, the wings of his nose were faintly cloudy.

Pu Fan's big right hand shook a large yellow banana fan, and the breeze rose lightly, and the beard under his chin fluttered wildly.

Zhong Liquan said in a relaxed tone: "Two Dao brothers, this time the merit is finally complete. ”

Tie Guan Li looked at Zhang Guolao, who had a white face, white beard, and white hair beside him, and said lightly: "It's still a little unsatisfactory." ”

Zhang Guolao looked depressed, let out a long sigh, and then said gratefully: "Fang Cai, thank you two Taoist friends for your help." ”

He is a human immortal, but now he occupies a demon body, how can he not feel depressed in his heart.

Zhong Liquan laughed loudly and said: "I wait for the eight immortals to be in the same breath, but Zhang Daoyou's words are polite." ”

Hearing this, Tie Guan Li smiled slightly and shook his head again and again.

At this moment, the three immortals looked downward, and just happened to see He Xiangu, who was bored and lazy on the big bluestone, and Han Xiangzi, who was depressed and pine, playing the flute.

The three immortals slowly lowered the clouds, and walked towards He Xiang.

"He Daoyou, you can make progress in recent days. ”

Tie Guan Li crutches on the quiet crutches, smiled and said.

He Xiangu retracted her mind, her eyes flickered, and her cherry lips spat lightly: "The way of true immortals, how can it be so easy to improve." ”

Tie Guan Li's eyes flickered, and he said aggressively: "I wait for a few people, and I have the deepest background of Dao friends, and after several generations of practice, why is the true immortal still far away." ”

At this time, Han Xiangzi slowly stepped forward, and Wen Xu smiled: "Xiang'er...... Although He Daoyou has experienced many reincarnations, he has accumulated a lot of heritage. But just after opening Su Hui, Li Daoyou doesn't have to be too anxious. ”

Tie Guan Li's eyes were like lightning, and he smiled incomprehensibly: "Yes, He Daoyou?"

At this time, Zhong Liquan and Zhang Guolao looked at He Xiangu suspiciously.

Before this woman was reincarnated, she was a celestial power. Why after reincarnation, he couldn't break through at the True Immortal Level for a long time, it was really surprising.

After all, every time their eight immortals broke through a true immortal, with the continuous echo of their luck, the rest of them could also step into the realm of true immortals faster.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, He Xiangu smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, don't guess. There are some problems with the poor Dao True Spirit, but it is difficult to imprint the origin and open the immortal gate recently. ”

Zhong Liquan retracted the smile on his face and said in a deep voice: "He Daoyou, do you know what the reason is." ”

He Xiangu's expression was slightly strange, but she was suppressed by her in just an instant, and now she is no longer the ordinary girl in the mortal world, but a cultivator who has lived for tens of thousands of years.

He Xiangu frowned slightly and sighed: "Maybe when I was reincarnated, there were some mistakes. ”

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi was surprised and said, "Xiang'er...... He Daoyou, when did this happen. ”

He Xiangu quietly picked up the lotus treasure basket beside her, her expression was a little unnatural, and she said in a glutinous voice: "Poor Dao was also discovered not long ago. ”

The immortals were silent for a long time, Han Zhongli broke the silence first, and said in a condensed voice: "He Daoyou, since there is a problem with the true spirit, Poor Dao has got a piece of news, which may be of some help to Daoyou." ”

He Xiangjiao smiled: "It's okay for Daoyou to be blunt. ”

Zhong Liquan shook his fan and said loudly: "Six months later, it is the birthday of Penglai's Antarctic Immortal, and it is said that he will take out three drops of some [Extreme Yang Golden Crow Emperor Slurry] obtained from the Tanggu Secret Realm......"

......

Three months passed.

Summer.

South of the county seat of Qiancheng.

In the octagonal pavilion on the other side of the silent valley, the sandalwood is slightly drunk and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

Lu Bei played the Jinse Yaoqin gently, and his heart was calm.

A lot has happened in three months.

For example, at this time, on the stone table next to Lu Bei, there was a long sword with a sheath, the sword was three feet and three inches long, and the whole body was made of Taiyi pure gold.

The blade of the sword is wide and clumsy, and the blade is as sharp as water.

And above the hilt of the sword, there was a weed, green and dripping, white flowers.

It was Lu Bei's inexplicable artistic conception of his own white and blue to figure out the power of three lives, and after a little experience, he was imprinted on the hilt of the sword.

The name of the sword is [Sansheng].

The 'three lives' that will fall into the three lives.

There is a faint lilac of three-life power flowing on it, but it is very weak.