At this time, Li Xuan felt a gust of wind sweeping by his side, and saw a black mist suddenly emerge, gradually condensing into the figure of the machine spirit, but this time, the purple veins around the machine spirit were condensed a little more.

Obviously, during this period of time, his strength has recovered a lot, and the sense of oppression given to him by the machine spirit this time is no less than that of the Jiang family's celestial-level cultivators......

Seeing Li Xuan's somewhat teasing gaze, the machine spirit knew that he could not hide his spiritual power fluctuations, opened his mouth, and explained with a wry smile:

"Little master, I have also gained a lot of benefits from your previous fusion with Hetu Luoshu. To tell the truth, Yun Mosheng's cultivation skyrocketed because of Jiang Feng's methods in the Ancient Moon Secret Realm......"

"I would like to know what kind of means can make a Saint Realm cultivator alive and cast into the power of the Immortal Realm!!"

As expected, the response to Li Xuan was still just the familiar sentence, "I'm sorry, I can't say ...... yet"

After hearing this, Li Xuan snorted coldly, glanced at the soul body of the machine spirit, and only felt that the soul of the machine spirit seemed to have changed a little, constantly revealing a sense of danger to himself, forcibly suppressing the irritable emotions in his heart, and said loudly:

"Do you have a holiday with Jiang Feng?"

The machine spirit was stunned for a moment, but Li Xuan had a gloomy face and sneered:

"You don't want to see him, but you dare to face Yun Moshang, although I don't pay attention to the strangeness, and I have no intention of talking to you about deceiving me, but I just want you to answer a question seriously. ”

The body of the machine spirit was stunned, and suddenly raised its head.

The next moment, I saw Li Xuan's eyes like lightning, and he said word by word:

"What the hell am I ...... Who is it!? This Divine Grace Continent has nothing to do with me, right......"

After hearing the words, I saw that the whole person of the machine spirit was like a clay carved wood sculpture, without saying a word. But his breathing became heavy and rapid in an instant.

Li Xuan took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Are you the one who knows my original identity......

However, the machine spirit fell into silence, speechless for a while.

This reaction made Li Xuan feel extremely in his heart.

The so-called Heavenly Dao Destiny is originally a hypocritical and ethereal thing, which is also something that Li Xuan never wants to believe after he was reborn.

But as he cultivated again, he encountered one strange thing after another, and Li Xuan's heart gradually wavered.

It's just that he is very sure that his memory has been tampered with and sealed!

Whether it was the familiar feeling when he first met his hometown, or the portrait of Yun Moshang and the meeting with Ling Wei, these extremely similar memories of recovery made Li Xuan nervous and unspeakably shocked at the same time.

In addition, the previous conversation between the two heads of the Mo family and Daode Tianzun is the best proof.

Everything made Li Xuan's heart more and more affirmed:

When I first met my hometown, the sense of familiarity from the soul, as well as the memory of Yun Moshang and Ling Wei, this emotion and perception was definitely not an illusion!

But who is it that seals his memory!?

Was he afraid that Li Xuan would recall something, or was he worried that Li Xuan would ruin some of his original plans?

Could it be that in the dark, there is really an invisible giant hand that controls its own destiny in secret?

After being silent for a long time, the machine spirit just sighed, and an extremely painful expression appeared in his eyes,

"Little master, I can only tell you that everything is a gamble on everything......"

After uttering this somewhat inexplicable sentence, the machine spirit once again disappeared into the Hetuluo book,

"Little master, elevate yourself to the realm of heaven and man as soon as possible, and when you reach the Heavenly Broken Valley, you will know that everything is ...... My memory has also been sealed, so many things, it's not that I don't want to answer you, it's that I don't ...... at all I can't talk about ......."

After hearing this, Li Xuan just looked back and forth at the clear and beautiful woman's handprint on the Hetuluo book, and exhaled heavily:

"Eternal Habitat ......"

His gaze was still full of firmness:

Whoever it is, I will find my hometown......

It's just that Li Xuan at this moment didn't expect one thing at all:

The news about him has been spread all over the world by Jiang Wang.

The owner of the Hetuluo Book and the Ancient Tree of Enlightenment has reappeared in the world!

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused an uproar in countless Xiuzhen Kingdoms!

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Divine grace cultivates the true country, Cangwu Sword Village!

It's just that at this moment, this group of pavilions that are unrecognizable and like ruins, it is difficult for people to associate it with the misty sword cultivation holy land.

I saw that the sword village that was originally surrounded by flower paths had lost its aromatic atmosphere, and was replaced by a strong smell of blood.

As far as the eye can see, there is a desolate and depressed scene, and even the previously turquoise pond has long since dried up.

All around was a scene of slaughter.

Red Sculpture Building, Zhu Yantai, only the main hall in the middle is still intact.

All around it, ripples continued to spread out on the phantom-colored light curtain, and each fluctuation would dim the light curtain's eyes a little.

Outside the entire hall, there were hundreds of cultivators who looked like Taoist priests, the person at the head was carrying his hands behind his back, and the cultivator at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm was undoubtedly revealed, his flushed face was full of anxiety, and he kept urging everyone around him:

"You rice buckets, you don't have the slightest strength to shoot, what are you doing to eat!

If something goes wrong with this Ice Soul Bead, be careful that I only ask you!"

"Daoist Fa Rong, we have found the eye of the formation, and if we have half a pillar of incense, we can break the formation!"

A Taoist priest in Tsing Yi wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said with some palpitations.

Fa Rong Dao Chang is half the master of Cangwu Taoist Temple, and his ruthless methods make him dare not complain at all.

In the main hall, Hao Wujiang and Frost were all sitting together, but everyone's faces were a little pale.

In the previous battle, they were all invincible to the attack of Fa Rong Lao Dao, and it was already extremely lucky to be able to escape by luck, listening to the sound of the collision of spiritual treasure runes and seals outside the hall, everyone's faces were very solemn.

At that moment, Nan Xiangyan, who was dressed in a snow suit, still couldn't stop coughing, looking at the half-open windowsill in a daze, as if she was distracted, her right hand holding the Drifting Rain Sword was trembling slightly.

At this critical juncture of life and death, I saw that there was only a deep sadness in her plain eyes:

I don't believe you're going to die so easily......

At this moment, the Drifting Rain Sword seemed to feel Nan Xiangyan's thoughts, and trembled, and the whole body bloomed with a cold glow like water.

In front of Nan Xiangyan, a gray-faced female cultivator half-knocked and said tremblingly.

"Zhuang Master, in less than half an hour, the Sword Gate Great Array will be broken, I implore the Zhuang Master to escape from here from the back road and avenge us!"

"Revenge!"

"Zhuang Master, go quickly, if you stay, forget the dust sword village, it will really disappear completely!"

The few dozen remaining disciples of Jianzhuang had a strong sense of grief on their faces.

After hearing this, Jiang Baihe's eyes turned red, he slapped the table suddenly, and shouted angrily:

"Really...... What a bastard, how could he be so thick-skinned!? What is the difference between such behavior and a robber!"

In this process, Nan Xiangyan's heart subconsciously sighed deeply, and her face gradually became gloomy.

Forget the dust sword village, is it really going to be a situation of life and death......

But in her heart, what came to mind more was the figure of the young man......

If he is there, will everything still turn around?

Immediately, she shook her head slightly, squeezing off the somewhat unrealistic thought in her mind.

No matter how talented Li Xuan of the Drifting Rain Sword is, he still has no chance of winning against a peak cultivator of the Earth Emperor Realm like Shang Fa Rong......

In the process of Hao Wujiang's sigh, Nan Xiangyan's heart was only a little confused:

Li Xuan, what is the relationship between me and you......

Is it a Taoist couple, or a lover......

Are you my beloved?

If so, why would I die so easily, and if not, why would I be so sad......

Could it be that at the extreme of life and death in my sword village, as the owner of the village, is all I care about......

Just thinking like this, her heart twisted again.

As everyone knows, since Han Shuangxue and Jiang Baihe brought the news of Li Xuan's death, Nan Xiangyan's face was covered with ice forever.

Next, her whole person seemed to be crazy, dressed in white, holding a Drifting Rain Sword, frantically killing aliens, as if Nan Xiangyan's heart was only left with revenge.

Even, to this day, she is not sure what her purpose is for doing this?

But he still had no hesitation and fought with one person.

Finally, one day, the news of the Ice Soul Bead and the Drifting Rain Sword was revealed.

But what none of them expected was that the cultivators who came to encircle and suppress them turned out to be people from the Cangwu Dao who were not of the foreign race.

Such Taoist priests who only care about the incense in front of the door, it seems that they are not stained with red dust cause and effect, and they are finally moved.

Therefore, a strange thing like the Ice Soul Bead that can nourish the soul has become the reason for the Battle of Jianzhuang.

Finally, in the back and forth siege of the nearly half-moon scene, the last defensive formation representing the Forgotten Dust Sword Village will also be completely broken.

With the disciples under the seat chanting again, Nan Xiangyan finally came back to her senses, her eyebrows furrowed, and she simply ordered:

"You take these guests and leave through the secret passage of my sword village...... As the owner of the Sword Village, I don't want to run away from ......."

After hearing this, Hao Wujiang's eyes darkened, he sighed, shook his head slightly, and said loudly:

"The fairy looks down on us, since I am the lord of the Divine Grace Country, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death!?"

Between the words, the corners of his mouth coughed up a mouthful of black blood again, "I can't imagine that those old Taoist priests can actually cultivate a cultivator at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm, which can be regarded as a kind of creation......

"The two of us won't go again......"

"The world is so big, where to escape, after all, it is also ashamed of the life of the benefactor, the fairy saved our lives in southern Xinjiang, how can I sit idly by and watch at this time?"

Jiang Baihe also laughed against the past, and between his eyebrows, he revealed a solemn color:

"Master is gone, I will definitely protect my master and mother inch by inch......"

After hearing this, Nan Xiangyan shook her head and sighed softly, and at this moment, a somewhat cold voice came into everyone's ears:

"Forget the dust sword village, I have given you plenty of time......"

There seemed to be a slight trembling sound, and the light curtain representing the defense array finally dimmed completely......