A crescent moon in the center of the eyebrows emitted a purple glow.

Suddenly, there was a roar like a landslide and a crack, and the spiritual veins of Nanshan were like a stream of water being pumped away, and they continued to rush towards the bamboo forest of Qingshuang Garden, and the rapids converged and poured into Zining's dantian.

The condensed Dan Core in her body turned faster and faster, absorbing the endless spiritual energy, and the rich spiritual energy was enveloped on the Dan core, rolling into a huge Dan ball in an instant.

The bamboo leaves around are rattling, the branches, leaves, flowers and trees are shaking violently, and the white mist-like aura is like a gust of wind, filling the entire courtyard into a fairyland treasure with a strong aura.

"What's going on?" Ziqi looked left and right in shock, and a cloud of mist rolled in, already covering Zi Ning's figure. In the thick white mist, only a light purple glow flickered.

True qi condensed, and purple moon eyes came out.

Zi Ning took a deep breath, inhaled the majestic aura that rushed into her body quickly, and slowly raised her hand to press the top of Huan Ling's head, pouring wisps of dantian true qi into it to repair her injured and broken meridians.

"Ning'er-" The pale Huanling slowly opened his eyes, and his voice was weak: "Are we already dead,...... Where are we and why are we all fog?"

Ziqi shook out her long sword and shouted: "Jingxiao, the demon girl is absorbing the aura of Nanshan! You and I will join forces to get rid of this demon girl to avoid future troubles." The figure flew up, aiming at the light purple in the surging fog, and rushed directly to kill.

Huan Ling suddenly saw a shining cold light piercing from the fog, and his eyes widened and shouted, "Ning'er be careful—"

"Boom!" A huge fireball shot out with a backhand, colliding with the tip of Ziqi's sword, rolling thick smoke and flames, and suddenly burned the long sword red, making a sound of "Zizi".

Ziqi fell backwards in mid-air, hurriedly raised her hand and threw the long sword, but saw that a blood bubble had burned out in her palm, and she was immediately shocked: "Jingxiao, this demon girl will make spells ......"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud "boom" sound, and a fierce fireball ignited in midair, enveloping a fluttering white figure.

Jing Xiao's white clothes were annihilated in a sea of fire, and she was about to make a killing move, but she found that layers of smoke were billowing around her, and the flames were burning, so she hurriedly cast a white lotus defensive shield to cover herself from head to toe.

The fire was so fast that the defensive shield suddenly revealed a flaw, and in an instant, the white silk in her hand was "whirring" and burning, bubbling with clusters of flames that shone with dazzling red light.

"Ah, help—" Jingxiao screamed, her voice filled with anger and fear. This flame is not an ordinary fire, it is actually one of the heavenly fires of the desolation: the true fire of samadhi.

Samadhi true fire, with the infinite heaven and earth as the tripod, the Taiji sun and the moon as the furnace, the five elements of yin and yang are transformed into machines, the warmth and separation of essence, the mind and will are the fire, the breath nourishes the fire, contains the light and solidifies the economy, can be sold into bones, and the demons are eliminated.

Wuji Xuannu was originally born from the desolate world, so Zi Ning's body gathered three kinds of heavenly fire, one was the fire of the purple moon eyes, the second was the fire of good intentions, and the third was the fire of anger. These three kinds of fire are extremely deep and will not be triggered easily, and once they have the opportunity to gather, they will become one, and the essence, qi, and spirit will be infused with infinite spiritual energy, and they can be refined into the true fire of Samadhi at any time.

Zi Ning was repeatedly persecuted by Jing Xiao, and in the midst of pain and despair, she inadvertently triggered the Samadhi True Fire, turning into a ball of fire and flying out, instantly burning Jing Xiao's hands wrapped around Bai Aya.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" One after another staggered figures flew in, panicked and fell into the bamboo forest, only to hear Han Yingbai's voice sounding in the mist, "Who uses the Spirit Gathering Array?" Show up immediately, otherwise don't blame the ruthlessness of the sword of the head of this sect!" "The Spirit Gathering Array is a major taboo in the Immortal Dao Realm, and it can only be used for cultivation and absorption of spiritual energy in the mountain gate of this sect, and it must not be brought out to absorb the spiritual energy of other sects.

"Master Han save me-" Jing Xiao's voice was bitter and hissed, at this moment her hair was unkempt, her white clothes were burned to tears, and her pretty face like jade was smoked into strips of black charcoal-like color, and she had long lost her quiet and elegant fairy posture. The white silk in his hand had burned black in an instant, but the flames could not be extinguished.

"Is this the Samadhi True Fire?" Han Yingbai was taken aback and asked sharply, "Who is so bold as to dare to use the Samadhi True Fire to attack the goddess!"

This true fire contains heaven and earth, wood fire, stone fire, and empty fire, which can only be extinguished with the Qiankun Jade Dew and the water of the four seas. Han Ying's white eyes froze, and a spiritual water cover was punched out with a "whoosh", and a column of water sprayed straight into Jingxiao's burning hands.

"Whew", the Samadhi True Fire is not extinguished but prosperous, the more it burns, the bigger the fire, and it seems that Jingxiao's hands will be burned into a section of charcoal.

Han Yingbai was immediately stunned, and the women panicked and hurriedly retreated.

In the white mist, Zi Ning didn't know what was going on, nor did she know how powerful the Samadhi True Fire was. Those panicked shouts and noises were all other people's troubles and bustles, and all the disturbances had nothing to do with her.

One after another true qi came out of her palm, she just wanted to make Huan Ling and Bai Qiu's injuries better, "Huan Ling, you must hold on, I won't let you die, I want to save you." There is only this belief in my heart, and I can't let Huan Ling sacrifice her life in vain because of her.

Jing Xiao let out a terrible scream, rushing up, straight into the sky.

The group of goddess disciples were extremely frightened, huddled together and trembled, as if they had seen a powerful ghost, and no one dared to take a step closer.

"Whoosh" two swift figures flew in an instant, the cry of the quiet sky stopped abruptly, and there was silence in the bamboo forest. Immediately, the aura slowly dispersed, and the white mist disappeared, revealing the shadows of flowers and trees in the courtyard, but it was a mess all over the ground.

Jingxiao looked embarrassed, leaned over and sat on the grass, staring at the black and smoking hands with a dull gaze, and let out a desolate whimper for a while, "Hengtang, I'...... My hand ......"

The ten fingers burned the muscles and bones, injured the flesh and skin, and ruined the dexterous fingers, and from now on, he could no longer play the piano and music, and could not play a song "Immortal Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" with him.

Tears rolled down from her eyes, and two white marks flowed on her blackened cheeks, "Hengtang, you must avenge me-" Her voice was hoarse and trembling, and her eyes were sad and helpless, so that the surrounding gods and goddesses could not bear to look at her.

The first talented Jingxiao Goddess of the Immortal Clan, was burned into a half-crippled waste like this?

Jing Xiao's power was all emitted by her fingertips, the light of her spiritual sword, the lotus shield, and the Dao Spell...... If you don't have your hands, you lose your ability to attack and defend, and you're almost like a wasted person.

The goddesses deeply sympathized with her, and some people who were not accustomed to her cold and arrogant fairy posture also felt extremely pitiful and pathetic at this time, and they all shook their heads in mourning and were silent.

A lofty figure stood and stood, his eyebrows were frowning, his face was as cold as jade and ice, he was wearing a purple gold crown on his head, a brocade robe inlaid with gold in white, the placket of his clothes slowly floated with the breeze, and his voice was deep and gentle, "Jingxiao, I just want to ask you, who triggered the true fire of Samadhi?"

A complicated look flashed in Yue Hengtang's eyes, if it weren't for the use of a bottle of Qiankun Jade Dew, the Samadhi True Fire would definitely burn Jingxiao's whole person clean.

This true fire was born from the desolate heaven and earth, and existed in the immortal body, and mortals could not nourish it. Among the people present, only Zi Ning was a Xuannu Immortal.

Zining, who angered you?

Yue Hengtang's throat tightened, and he squeezed the corners of his mouth vigorously, his eyes drifted towards Zi Ning's figure, and he saw that her eyes were staring at the half-lying Huan Ling, her expression was focused, and she was constantly injecting true qi from her palm.

Her face was pale, sweaty, her lips were chapped and bloodless, and her lilac placket was stained with blood and wet marks. The white ball's little paws clung to her shoulders, the white fluff was dyed blood-red, her little eyes were squinting weakly, and her little belly was bulging and shivering.

"Zi Ning-" Yue Hengtang called softly, lest he frighten her, he could probably guess what was going on, a group of arrogant and arrogant goddesses, they would never let go of the opportunity to slander and slander the Xuannu.

Jingxiao's eyes were hazy with tears, and she raised her wrist tremblingly, pointing to Zi Ning, who was kneeling on the ground not far away, "It's her, she hurt me." Hengtang, what should I do-" Suddenly I cried silently, and the pear blossoms brought rain.

Yue Hengtang's deep black eyes froze, and he turned his head to look at the faces of the people around him, "Zi Ning's samadhi true fire will never be triggered for no reason, who are you bullying her and causing this catastrophe!"

Kunlun Peerless Emperor, the only god monarch in the immortal realm, no one dares to underestimate his esteemed status.

The goddesses hurriedly avoided his gaze and bowed their heads deeply.

"Jingxiao, the merits of this matter, let's take care of it later. You protect your body with your strength first, and you will be fine for the time being. Yue Hengtang said lightly.

Then he slowly walked in front of Zi Ning, squatted down, stared at it, raised his hand and stroked her head, "Zi Ning, don't be afraid, I'm by your side." ”

Don't be afraid, I'm there for you—

Zi Ning was stunned suddenly, stopped the true qi in his hand, his eyes slowly moved to Yue Hengtang's face, and a pool of moist moisture gushed out of his eyes, "Brother Tang-" couldn't suppress the trembling emotions in an instant, and the grievances and sorrows in his heart all surged out. I felt that my eyes were blooming, my eyes couldn't see anything, and bursts of roaring echoed in my ears.

The body leaned forward abruptly, and fell headlong into the arms of Yue Hengtang.

"Brother Tang, it's good that you're by my side. He muttered, his eyes closed and he fainted.

Yue Hengtang's heart stirred with a thousand waves, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms. The sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo shadow, and he only felt a coldness on her.

The goddesses were stunned, each with their own speculations in their hearts, it turned out that what the rumors said was true, Kunlun Juehuang and Xuannu Zining had an unknown private relationship?

In an instant, all eyes turned to the quiet, sympathetic, pitiful, amazed, gloating...... All the women thought in their hearts, isn't the position of the Kunlun Immortal Queen reserved for the goddess of Danxue Mountain?

I heard that they have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and I heard that the goddess of Jingxiao will not marry unless she is the emperor.

I heard that the goddess of Jingxiao was dressed in white and fluttering, in order to pair up with the Absolute Emperor. I heard that she practiced both piano and dance, and it was all for the emperor's liking.

Since ancient times, all the amorous people have been **, only Bo Xing has a bad heart.

Everyone's eyes were full of sorrow, Jingxiao lost her hands, and lost the deep affection of the emperor, how could she stand such a tragedy when it happened to her.

A cool breeze blew, and the twilight sun in the bamboo forest had disappeared, leaving only a gloomy and gloomy black shadow. Jingxiao's body collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, and her white clothes were already filthy.

She stared at the silhouette of Yue Hengtang in disbelief, and saw that he hugged Zi Ning with both arms, full of tenderness and sweetness.

Her face turned pale and blue, and a bloody tooth mark appeared on her lips, "Hengtang-" muttered softly, full of bitter grief and indignation.

He didn't turn his head, stretched out his arms to hug the unconscious Zi Ning, stood up, and said softly: "Tanglin, help bring Huanling and Moyi back to heal." ”

Bai Qiu lay on Zi Ning's neck, twisted his little head, and chirped: "What is the moon, you want to take Xi'er to heal, and you have to take me to heal......" closed his little eyes, revealing a safe and comfortable look.

Yue Hengtang looked down at Zi Ning's pale face, and saw that her sweat and tears were mixed, her face was wet, and her hair was also soaked in cold sweat and twisted into a mess.

"Zining. He whispered, "I will accompany you in the future, don't be afraid." Holding her sleek, he walked into the room.

Jing Xiao stared at his back, his gaze gradually turning into a coldness, revealing despair that penetrated his heart.

Step by step, he left without looking back, and perhaps never will.

For the sake of a Xuannu, he disregarded the old love of his childhood sweetheart and abandoned the first goddess of the fairy clan.

He walked away with one woman in his arms, ignoring the sadness of the other woman.

Jingxiao's tears stained her eyes, and he was getting farther and farther away from her, which was not the result she wanted.

A figure in Tsing Yi slowly walked out of the bamboo forest, and the mask on Tanglin's face emitted a ring of blue light, mysterious and distant. Behind his hands, a pair of clear eyes stared at the back of the white-clothed man in the distance, and said slowly: "There is a mysterious girl floating in the sky, and there is only the bosom friend Yue Hengtang." Jingxiao, you did it wrong this time. ”

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