Gong Yuanfeng left Nanhua Palace, and Murong Qiushi looked at the Divine Water Palace, which was almost empty, there were only a few low-level gatekeeper disciples, and the originally lively Divine Water Hall was a little depressed. Similarly, the great monks of several other palaces also went to seven, seven, eight, and eight, and the rest of the monks searched for a hundred miles in Nanhua Palace.

This time his brother has pierced a big hole, alas, brother-in-law!

During this period, he went to the Heavenly Star Pavilion once, but the Heavenly Star Pavilion opened the retreat array, and Murong Dongxue had been in retreat for more than forty days.

Poor girl, she still doesn't know the predicament of that young man now, and she is ashamed of Xue'er as an elder brother.

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Just in the deep pool below the Qinxin Pavilion, the heavy water seeped into the cave below, Yan Ziyuan, who had been imprisoned here for four hundred years, after the refining of the heavy water, he was not bad for his true body, and he reached the return to the basics.

In fact, this is also a blessing in disguise, Jin Yuan, the head of Nanhua Palace, never expected that imprisoning Yan Ziyuan in Chongshui for 400 years would instead fulfill the Great Perfection of an immortal realm.

What he didn't expect was that he couldn't plan to take away the house and rejuvenate himself, but he was eaten by Murong Dongxue, and his cultivation was given to his apprentices.

Murong Dongxue slept for only one day, and this day seemed to have passed tens of millions of years, in these tens of millions of years, she followed her master Bixia Fairy to practice and practice, the early stage of Jindan, the middle stage, the late stage, and the early Yuan Infant period spent in these long years, but there was always a lingering figure in her mind, it was that Li Tianxu.

Later, when the master was old, her ancestor began to teach her the three thunder breaking the sky, heavy water chains, and ice crystal fairy tricks, and the days were like water, in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Infant, the Great Perfection, until the Transformation of the God Realm, and finally her master ancestor also disappeared in the long river of time.

She didn't seem to remember the boy anymore, only that faint shadow in the depths of her memory.

Tens of millions of years is enough to make people forget many things.

Master and Master seem to have deliberately made her forget the past, allowing the years to wash away the memories of her youth.

Just when Murong Dongxue was lingering in the chaos, it seemed that a call came from the end of the world.

"Idiot, wake up... ... Idiot, wake up!"

Finally, Murong Dongxue woke up from the endless chaos.

A kind old man sat across from her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

Murong Dongxue looked around, this was a quiet and beautiful cave mansion.

With a confused face, he asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

Yan Ziyuan was stunned when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Haha, little baby, my name is Yan Ziyuan!"

Still confused, this is a very unfamiliar name, the girl smiled apologetically, and continued to ask, "May I ask where this is?"

Yan Ziyuan's smile was a little stiff, and he said with a puzzled face: "This is Nanhua Palace..."

The girl apologized again: "Do you know who I am, old gentleman?"

Yan Ziyuan is completely petrified!

Alas, this kid must have been damaged.

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All this, the coincidence of chance, is far beyond people's cognition, including Yan Ziyuan.

A monk in the early stage of the Jindan Realm, after more than forty days and thousands of hypnots by a monk of the Transformation Realm, no longer has any self-consciousness, except for fighting for sobriety.

Just as the sword embryo has been tempered thousands of times and completely removed impurities, Murong Dongxue's soul has been washed away thousands of times, completely cleansing the dust of the soul, and has entered an extremely ethereal state, and at the same time, it is also an extremely chaotic state.

Extremely ethereal is both extremely weak and extremely powerful, weak because there is nothing here, and strong because everything can fit here.

And at this moment, the soul of the dusty Bixia Yuanjun began to recover, like a seed, planted in Murong Dongxue's sea of consciousness, and began to break through the ground and sprout;

And at this moment, the soul of the devoured Jin Yuan also began to grow, and the three masters and apprentices were in the same vein, interlocking.

Murong Dongxue's primordial spirit is ethereal, there is no love and hatred, and the souls of the master and ancestor do not leave love and hatred in her primordial spirit.

What is qualification, qualification is the degree of purity, the closer to the purity, the higher the qualification.

Babies learn the most things at the age of one, accounting for ninety percent of their lifelong learning, and half of what they learn on the first day of their lives.

On the first day, the baby learns to breathe, learns to cry, learns to eat, drink, and sees the world with his eyes open...

In the first year, the child learns joys and sorrows, learns to communicate and speak, learns to use his hands, learns to think and walk upright...

Murong Dongxue, like a chaotic baby, seemed to have practiced for thousands of years in one day, from the Qi Refining Realm to the Transformation God Realm.

Jin Yuan's seizure, dead wood and devouring the soul, all kinds of secret techniques that have been carefully planned have become other people's wedding clothes,

By the time she opened her eyes, the souls of Bixia Immortal Jun and Jin Yuan had been completely refined, and Murong Dongxue had turned into a blank sheet of paper, except for the cultivation of the Divine Realm.

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Yan Ziyuan took a closer look, and the little girl in the original Jindan Realm turned into a god realm, and immediately understood that this was the magic of heaven and earth creation.

"Little girl, your name is Murong Dongxue, your husband is Li Tianxu of Confucianism, and I am your uncle. ”

Murong Dongxue frowned and asked, "You are my senior uncle, why are we here?

"You want to surprise your husband and come to save the old man, the old man Yan Ziyuan is your husband's uncle. ”

"So, who is my husband?"

"Your husband's name is Li Tianxu, and he is a hero who stands up to the sky!"

"So, Uncle Shi, should I go to my husband?"

"Of course, Uncle Shi, I have been locked up in this place for four hundred years, child, if you don't come, the old man will want to practice here for another hundred years. It's a pity, you're really not reassuring. Let's go out, kid!"

"Well, Uncle Shi, I really want to go out and see the outside world!" Murong Dongxue's eyes were full of longing for the outside world.

"Well, come here, kid, pick something you can use, old fellow Jin Yuan, but he's collected a lot of good things. ”

"Uncle Shi, in fact, the best magic weapon here is this. ”

After Murong Dongxue finished speaking, he walked to the rockery, pinched the trick with his right hand, and recited the mantra in his mouth. The brilliance flickered, and a black chain shot out from the rockery and fell into Murong Dongxue's snow-white palm!

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The heavy water under the Qinxin Pavilion is refined into a chain, which is a magic weapon of Nanhua Palace, which is transformed by the essence of heavy water.

The chain of heavy water can be thousands of feet long, extremely cold, it can bind the gods, lock the demons, and refine the soul. Far away, the attack is hundreds of miles away, caught off guard, and close, can be defended like chain mail, impermeable.

This 'heavy water chain' made Yan Ziyuan also praise, it is indeed a rare magic weapon, and it is also a rare magic weapon. Judging from the technique of this Winter Snow Maiden alone, she seems to be very familiar with this magic weapon.

If Murong Dongxue said: She has practiced this 'heavy water chain' for thousands of years. I don't know how Yan Ziyuan will feel.

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In the middle of the night, a huge black chain rose from under the Qinxin Pavilion, and with a loud bang, the Qinxin Pavilion was smashed into a brick and tile flying sideways, and a round hole of several feet was knocked out in the middle.

Two figures, from this round hole, soared into the sky, and disappeared without a trace!

When Murong Qiushi and the head of Nanhua Palace arrived when they heard the sound, they saw a mess of Qinxin Pavilion and an empty cold pool, and the head sighed, the ancestor may have finished.

"Qiu Shi, this matter can't be publicized to the outside world, this heavy water chain can only be controlled by your ancestor. Your ancestor has ascended this time, and this heavy water chain may go where it should go. Pay attention to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, see where the Heavy Water Chain will appear, and notify me in time. ”

"Yes, the disciple obeys the order!Master, has the ancestor really soared?" Murong Qiushi replied respectfully, he would be skeptical.

The head said this in his mouth, in fact, he had already decided in his heart: The ancestor must have succeeded in seizing the house, and this is going out to show his skills!

"Okay, your ancestor has rejuvenated, don't make a noise about this matter!"

"Yes, the disciple understands, and tomorrow I will arrange for someone to rebuild the Qinxin Pavilion!"

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Out of Nanhua Palace, it is the continuous Taihang Mountains, Yan Ziyuan has been trapped for 400 years, isolated from the world, once he has to get out, he can't even think of where to go? The original Confucian blessed land has been jointly suppressed by Dayan and Nanhua Palace, and it has been burned, and the disciples of Confucianism have also fled in all directions, and now I am afraid that it is still in ruins.

This Murong girl is even more unfamiliar with this world, not as good as Yan Ziyuan.

Yan Ziyuan has been to Yangquan Town a few times, and knows that it is a mixed place, and the closest town to Nanhua Palace is Yangquan Town, so he might as well go and investigate, one is to inquire about the current situation of Confucianism, and the other is to inquire about Li Tianxu's news, who is this Confucian disciple.

An old man and a young man walked into Yangquan Town in this way, in the morning light of Yangquan Town, the biggest wish of the two of them is to eat a delicious meal, and the monks of the Yuanying Realm can already eat the dew and drink the dew, not eat the fireworks in the world, but no matter what the realm of the monks can hardly resist the temptation of food. Just like a beautiful woman is for a man, even if an old man is, it is still difficult to resist the temptation of beautiful women.

There is only one hotel in Yangquan Town, that is Yuelai Inn, and it is really rare for guests to come to the hotel to find food so early.

Yan Ziyuan's face showed a bright smile, reflecting the morning light, which looked so vivid that the chubby shopkeeper Su was moved to come out.

Because, it has been a long time since he has seen such a greedy look at the hotel, which is from the bottom of his heart, the desire to eat, the desire to eat.

One can of 'Yangquan Meat Canned Meat' and two bowls of 'Yangquan Drifting Song'.

Yan Ziyuan ordered the special food very authentically, and looked back at Miss Murong, which meant to win her opinion.

The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Another one can't be fried!" Yan Ziyuan was stunned, it seems that this girl is still a local, and she has forgotten everything else, even her own name, but this food is not forgotten.

After the girl finished speaking, she couldn't help but be stunned, how could she say such a strange name?

"Okay, you two wait a minute!" Shopkeeper Su said loudly with a smile on his face, and at the moment he turned his head, Shopkeeper Su immediately looked heavy, this old and young cultivation was something he couldn't see, and these two people were all known to him, the old man was an old master, who had come to this inn hundreds of years ago.

This girl has been here many times, all of them were entertained by the shopkeeper Su, and the most recent one was only two months ago, but the girl in front of her didn't seem to know him, and she was completely a stranger.

In the past, the girl's cultivation was in the Jindan realm, and the girl in front of her was at least in the god realm.

How is it possible, this time it is only two months, and it is impossible to cross two great realms. However, the two women are clearly one person, a certain feature of their faces, the appearance of pursing their lips and smiling, and the accent and expression of "another one can't be fried" are completely one person!

The two went upstairs, and the girl went straight to a position in front of the window, without deliberateness or reason.

After a while, the fragrant meal was served, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but be stunned, this girl was not sitting in the usual seat, but sitting in the seat of the little master.

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