Two flowers bloomed, one branch each, it is said that Su Wuxian, the head of the Xuanjian Sect in the Qingping Palace, stunned the Emei disciple Yuan Yiyi with a sleeve, and sent the disciple to send Yuan Yiyi into the guest room to rest, I don't know when, Yuan Yiyi woke up quietly, looking at the hour, it was already sunset. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Changsheng!" Yuan Yiyi jumped up from the bed with a scream, but saw a man in Tsing Yi with his back to her, sitting at the table drinking tea, seeing Yuan Yiyi wake up, turned around, but did not speak, just looked at Yuan Yiyi stupidly, Yuan Yiyi remembered that this person was the bewitching sword spirit immortal.

Yuan Yiyi saw Zhu Xian staring at her like this, her face turned red, she lowered her head, and said, "Emei disciple Yuan Yiyi has seen Zhu Xian's predecessors!"

"Like! Every move, every frown and frown is very similar, is there really such a thing as reincarnation in this world?" Zhu Xian muttered to himself.

Yuan Yiyi peeked at her, and saw that Zhu Xian was still looking at her stupidly, so she took two steps back in fright, and shouted, "Zhu Xian senior!"

Zhu Xian woke up, seemed to be a little disappointed, and said, "It's good for you to wake up! Just stay here in this Iron Sword Peak for a while! If you have anything, you can come to me." ”

Then he stood up, and went away.

"Zhu Xian senior!" Yuan Yiyi opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and shouted.

Zhu Xian stopped, turned around, looked at Yuan Yiyi, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Yiyi's face was flushed again, she lowered her head, fiddled with the corners of her clothes and asked in a low voice, "I don't know...... I wonder how he is immortal?"

Zhu Xian was silent for a while, and suddenly asked softly, "Do you like him?"

Yuan Yiyiteng's neck was red, pinched the corners of his clothes, and refused to say a word.

"So you like him!" Zhu Xian sighed, as if he was a little disappointed, and replied, "I heard that he was imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Tower, but it's a pity!"

"Ah!" Yuan Yiyi's eyes widened, although she had expected this to be the result, but when she heard the news coming out of Zhu Xian's mouth, she couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart.

She knows the Demon Suppression Tower, and all the disciples of the Eight Great Immortal Sects know about this Demon Suppression Tower, just like knowing that there is a Jade Void Palace in Kunlun.

The Demon Suppression Tower specializes in the suppression of demons, and generally does not lock up cultivators in it, but whether it is a demon or a demon, as long as they are locked in the Demon Suppression Tower, no one has been able to come out since ancient times.

There are even rumors that the Xuanjian Sect was established to protect the Demon Suppression Tower, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Hearing the news, Yuan Yiyi sat down on the edge of the bed in a gloomy manner, his heart was extremely worried, Changsheng was just a kid who had just entered the Concentration Realm, although the exercises were strange, and his strength was higher than that of the ordinary Concentration Realm, but the Concentration Realm was a Concentration Realm after all, and there were many monsters and demons in the Demon Suppression Tower, I don't know if the young man was still alive now?

Thinking of this, Yuan Yiyi was even more irritable in her heart, her heart was sour, and two lines of tears rolled down.

Zhu Xian looked at Yuan Yiyi blankly, seeing her crying, her heart ached, and she couldn't help but comfort: "Don't be sad, after all, you are just locked up in the Demon Suppression Tower, and you are still alive, I can faintly feel that there is some cause and effect with him, he is still alive!"

What if she was alive? Unless the Demon Suppression Tower fell, the boy would never come out again, never appear in front of her again. Yuan Yiyi quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and quietly thought about her thoughts.

Zhu Xian poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yuan Yiyi.

Yuan Yiyi shook her head and said slowly: "Zhuxian senior, the junior has a reluctant request, I hope the senior can agree!"

Zhu Xian nodded again and again, and said, "What's the matter?" as long as I can do it, I will definitely help!"

Yuan Yiyi suddenly turned over and knelt down in front of Zhu Xian, and begged: "Ask the seniors to take me to the Demon Suppression Tower and let me into the Demon Suppression Tower!"

Zhu Xian's expression changed suddenly, he crushed the tea cup in his hand, and drank: "Do you know what you are talking about? Do you know what kind of place the Demon Suppression Tower is? Even if you have him in your heart and are willing to sacrifice your life for him to enter the Demon Suppression Tower, how do you know if he has you in his heart? Is it worth it?"

Besides, what's the use of you entering the Demon Suppression Tower? It's just a waste of your life!"

Yuan Yiyi couldn't cry, kowtowed, and said, "I'm begging my senior!"

"You!" Zhu Xian's expression was hideous, his breath was heavy, he walked around the room quickly, stepping on the broken porcelain pieces creaked, gradually, his steps slowed down, and his breath slowly returned to calm, Zhu Xian looked at Yuan Yiyi and sighed: "You are also so temperamental, just like her." ”

"Who is she?" Yuan Yiyi asked softly.

"She?" Zhu Xian walked to the window, looked up at the window, was silent, and said softly for a long time, "She is also a sword spirit, back then, the master he sacrificed four swords, namely the Zhu Xian Sword, the Killing Immortal Sword, the Trapping Immortal Sword, and the Absolute Immortal Sword, but only two of them became the best spiritual weapons, one is me, the Zhu Xian Sword, and the other is her, the Killing Immortal Sword."

It's a pity...... It's a pity that I'm still alive now, and she ...... But she dissipated!"

Yuan Yiyi bit her lip and said, "If she was in prison at the beginning, would her seniors sit and wait here?"

Zhu Xian turned his head suddenly, his eyes were blazing, he looked at Yuan Yiyi, pondered for a long time, and said, "Okay, I'll send you to the Demon Suppression Tower!"

In the meditation hall, a sword light flashed, and the old Dao Su was bored for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the Zhuxian sword enshrined on the case had disappeared, and he was puzzled, and said secretly: "What is this Zhuxian going to do?"

Although he is called the master of Zhu Xian, he has not actually refined the Zhu Xian Sword, and the heads of the previous dynasties, except for the founder of the mountain and the Daoist of the Heavens, have not done it, how can he be an exception? He can only barely maintain a spiritual connection with Zhu Xian.

"Zhu Xian, what happened?" Su Wuxian's mind moved slightly, and he asked.

Zhu Xian didn't answer, this kind of thing has been encountered before, Zhu Xian is arrogant by nature, he doesn't want to respond, Su Wuzhi can't force him, but since Zhu Xian has no warning, it means that it is nothing serious.

Su Wuxian closed his eyes again and calmed his mind.

After only a cup of tea, Su Wuxian suddenly opened his eyes, his face was full of shock, and he said to himself, "How can this be?" He suddenly lost his perception of the Zhuxian Sword, this kind of thing he had never encountered before.

"Oh no, no!" At this moment, a disciple rushed into the main hall and said loudly, "Zhu Xian Sword Spirit took that female disciple of Emei and broke into the Demon Suppression Tower, and has entered the Demon Suppression Tower!"

"What did you say?" Su Wuxian's breath skyrocketed, and the table case dedicated to the Zhuxian Sword turned into pieces with a "bang", and the disciple couldn't bear the breath, only to feel a "boom", like a sledgehammer smashed into the chest, Venus popped up, roared in his ears, and was shocked out of the hall, "Wow" spit out a mouthful of blood, bleeding from the seven orifices, and fainted.

Su Wuxian rushed out of the hall, pointed at the fainting disciple, and said to Qingfeng who was stunned with his mouth wide open, "Take care of him!" With that, he turned into a streamer and swept towards the peak.

The door of the Demon Suppression Tower was opened, as if opening a big mouth, and the demonic energy and demonic energy inside were entangled, which was extremely strange. The two disciples of the Iron Sword Peak who were guarding the Demon Suppression Tower were restrained to the side, and they couldn't move at all.

How could this be? Su Wuxian stomped his foot, eight hundred years ago, his younger brother Su Wuregret disobeyed his master's order and broke into the Demon Suppression Tower in order to save the demon girl.

In order to save this most admired and valued disciple, Master Qingyuan also broke into this Demon Suppression Tower despite everyone's obstruction, causing chaos in the Xuanjian Sect.

In order to compete for the position of the head of the house, several forces have taken action, dozens of elders have bled Qingping Palace, among which there are more than a dozen scattered immortals who do not care about the world, and in the end, it is Su Wuxian This faction has been recognized by the sword spirit Zhu Xian, with the support of the sword spirit, Su Wuxian has suppressed the crowd, took charge of the Xuanjian Sect, and quelled the trouble.

Unexpectedly, eight hundred years later, even Zhu Xian broke into the Demon Suppression Tower, could it be that the Xuanjian Sect is about to cause trouble again, is God going to destroy the Xuanjian Sect? Is this Demon Suppression Tower the treasure of the Xuanjian Sect, or the curse of the Xuanjian Sect?

At this time, many elders of the Xuanjian Sect had already received the news and rushed to the Demon Suppression Tower, Su Wuxian sighed and ordered, "Go and let the wine go wild!"