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Yu Zecheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then reacted, Ruotong Senior Sister did not survive the death, she had already burned herself in five fires, and gave up her body to go to the immortal, after hearing this, Yu Zecheng's whole body trembled, put down the wine glass, and asked:

"Brother Yizhu, where is Senior Sister Ruotong?"

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"In the Xuanyuan Mausoleum, five hundred miles to the east, the mausoleum of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples ......"

Yu Zecheng has already risen to the sky, flying there, Yu Zecheng is flying in the sky, in the air, his heart is like numbness, there seems to be a trace of luck in his heart, as if everything is fake, he always feels that all this is impossible, what he said he didn't believe that the senior sister who thanked him and was generous died like this. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A long sword mausoleum tower in the distance, standing up in the sky, you can see it from a hundred miles away, Yu Zecheng entered the mausoleum with a sword, only to see countless tombs lined up here one by one, Yu Zecheng watched left and right, I don't know which one is.

Then a hunchbacked old man appeared, and he said:

"Who are you looking for?"

余Zecheng says:

"I'm looking for Senior Sister Ruotong?"

"It's Ruotong's child, you come with me, she's here. ”

After speaking, the old man led the way in front, Yu Zecheng respectfully followed behind, and came to a grave three times and two times, and the figure carved on the green jade tombstone on the top was the portrait of Ruotong himself.

The portrait of the tombstone is vivid, and the eyes are like real people, as if to say to Yu Zecheng, you are here.

Seeing this tombstone Yu Zecheng was the last trace of luck, a trace of hope, a trace of illusion, all shattered, the gentle big sister, the Ruotong who told herself at the last moment not to forget her, completely shattered, separated by heaven and man, completely dead, and never to see each other.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng's tears flowed down, uncontrolled, involuntarily, everything needless to say, only a thousand tears.

Yu Zecheng stood like this, stood for an hour, and then came to his senses, and went to pay tribute to Ruotong, at this time the old man appeared again, handed over a stack of yellow paper, and said:

"Burn some yellow paper, although there is no meaning, to commemorate, although this child burned his body with five fires and turned into ashes, but the remnant soul will leave one or two, and now eighty percent has been included in the six reincarnations of the Yin and Yang Dao, and may be able to meet in the future, but she is no longer her at that time, Ruotong at this time will disappear forever and will never come back. ”

Yu Zecheng took the yellow paper and said:

"Thank you, senior, it turns out that Ruotong still has a trace of remnant soul, okay, I must find her and bring her back to my Xuanyuan Sword Sect to practice. ”

Old man says:

"Fate, it depends on the fate of the two of you, in the vast sea of people, difficult, difficult, difficult, how easy it is to talk about. ”

The old man turned around and left, Yu Zecheng burned the yellow paper again, looked at the tombstone, and made an oath in his heart that he must find Ruotong and never let her sink from now on.

The yellow paper was burned one by one, the little memories of the past, the scenes seemed to happen in the past, and everything was so hard to forget.

余Zecheng says:

"Senior sister, I will find you, I will come back to see you in the future, and I will never forget you. ”

After speaking, Yu Zecheng stood up and prepared to leave here, he glanced at the grave in front of him, and then at the rows of tombstones in the distance, he must work hard, otherwise one day he will lie here again, waiting for others to burn paper and incense for himself, no, never, never.

Yu Zecheng turned around and left, walked a few steps, separated by six or seven tombstones, it was Zhang Zifan's tombstone, it seemed that Uncle Daoji buried him here, Yu Zecheng walked over and took a look, mourned for a while, and turned to leave.

When he walked out of the Xuanyuan Mausoleum, Yu Zecheng deliberately found the hunchbacked old man to say goodbye and thank him for his help.

The old man was already tall, but now he was hunched over, his face was withered, he was blind in one eye, and his face was full of scars, but he could vaguely see that the young man must be a handsome and handsome man.

Yu Zecheng came over to thank him, this person must be a senior of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, otherwise he would not know about Senior Sister Ruotong, but seeing that he is guarding the mausoleum here, there must be a sad past that he does not want to mention.

Yu Zecheng left the Xuanyuan Mausoleum and returned to his cave mansion, and his cultivation heart was even stronger than before.

Returning to the cave, Yu Zecheng went to the Dark Demon Temple from time to time to watch the number of his gold pills purchased, and received a total of seven in ten days, and Yu Zecheng immediately adjusted the price on the eleventh day, turning it into 250,000 spirit stones.

At the same time, Yu Zecheng also put out the task of acquiring Jindan in the internal market of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Then it was a silent wait.

During this period, he sometimes refined qi, sometimes refined swords, and sometimes traveled around to see how his friends were doing.

Yu Zecheng took a turn, and then found that most of the friends he had made in the past had already begun the trials of traveling the world.

Friends who came here together, Cheng Lan has already reached the realm of fusion, and he has traveled the world a year ago, and the Gu Lun Qi pattern is still at the advanced level of body shaping, and he still needs to continue to cultivate.

Time passed day by day, Yu Zecheng returned to the Dark Demon Temple again after ten days, this dropped to 250,000 spirit stones and one golden pill, and only received three golden pills in these ten days, Yu Zecheng continued to reduce the price, this time it was reduced to 200,000 spirit stones, whether he could get together the golden pill, it depended on chance.

Yu Zecheng returned to the Fang Market of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and found that he had received two golden pills, but he was unable to follow up and could no longer buy them in the Fang Market.

After this price reduction, the gradual effect appeared, sometimes people are like this, the higher the price, the less people sell, the lower the price, there are people who sell, in the Dark Demon Temple Yu Zecheng constantly has a golden pill in the account, but Yu Zecheng knows that this price is the last protection price, and it must not be lower.

Just like this half a month later, Yu Zecheng finally received enough Jindan, a total of thirty-two, plus the three that he originally had exactly thirty-five, Yu Zecheng immediately stopped the acquisition, these are enough, as for the promotion, the minimum is a year later, and then a year later.

After stopping the acquisition, Yu Zecheng gradually heard a lot of rumors, in the past two months, there have been various factions of Jindan real people attacked and died, and gradually a legend became popular in the immortal cultivation world, there is a demon who was born, specializing in killing Jindan real people, killing people and seizing pills, and refining magic skills. This demon comes and goes without a shadow, killing people in the Miaoxiang region today, going to Mobei tomorrow, going to Tiannan the day after tomorrow, and even showing traces of this demon in two different regions a day.

When the major immortal cultivators were ready to encircle and suppress this demon, Yu Zecheng stopped buying Jindan, and the legend of this demon disappeared, and the legend of this demon who seized the pill was recited for a hundred years.

After Yu Zecheng received enough Jindan, he waited for time to prepare for the promotion and cultivation, and was about to leave the Dark Demon Temple, when he suddenly received a message from a stranger, asking to talk to him.

Yu Zecheng thought about it, connected the other party's call, and saw what was going on with the other party, and the two began to contact, the other party was neither a skeleton nor a flesh and blood real person, but a tiger form, it seemed that it must be a real person from Jindan.

He glanced at Yu Zecheng and said anxiously:

"Yuanying, do you accept it?"

As soon as he said this, Yu Zecheng was shocked and said:

"Big brother, what are you talking about?"

The man looked left and right, as if he was afraid that others would hear, and whispered:

"Yuanying, do you accept it?"

余Zecheng says:

"Collect, why don't you accept it, but you have to be clear, big brother, you are also Jin Dan Xiuwei, what is the origin of this Yuan Baby? ”

The man said quickly:

"This Yuan Ying is the enemy captured by my master a thousand years ago, and has reached the realm of distraction, this person is very strong, when he is caught, although he can't self-destruct, but he self-destructs his memory, self-destructs his divine sense, and since then he has been chaotic and stiff, and he can't read any information on him.

Master has been trying to find a treasure through it, until two hundred years ago, completely broke this idea, as his own trophies and preserved, recently a hundred years of master's old injuries again, gradually unable to remember this baby, so I secretly preserved it, ready to use it myself.

A few years ago, there was a senior brother who went to look for that treasure according to his previous habits, although the treasure was not found, but he got a good thing, he was ready to use this to impact the realm of Yuan Ying, and he needed to refine other Yuan Babies as an auxiliary, Master suddenly remembered this Yuan Baby, and started looking for it today, this thing is too dangerous to stay with me now, so I want to make a move. ”

Yu Zecheng suddenly felt that what this person said seemed to be a little familiar, and he said:

"Okay, what's the price?"

The man said:

"One side. ”

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"This Yuan Infant has been trapped for thousands of years, self-destructing his divine consciousness and spiritual intelligence, there is no more value, no one can pay this price, 30 million spirit stones. ”

The man said:

"No, it's too cheap, that's a yuan baby, no, at least eight thousand spirit stones. ”

余Zecheng says:

"The price is too high, I can only add another thousand spirit stones, I won't accept more, I'll continue to collect Jindan." ”

The man said hurriedly:

"This is the Yuan Baby, the Yuan Infant of the Yuan Infant True Monarch, a good thing that can't be bought with many spirit stones. ”

Yu Zecheng interrupted him and said:

"I can't buy any spirit stones, so Jindan Yuanying is the same for me, whether I love to sell it or not, it's 40 million, not a little more. ”

The man seemed to be hesitating, and Yu Zecheng said:

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, I'll add two million to you, and the final price will be over, if you don't sell it, your master will find you, then it's not a matter of Yuan Ying. ”

The man gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, it's cheap for you, the old thing doesn't know why it suddenly became clear, it's too tight, I definitely can't hide it from him, I sold it." ”

After saying that, after sending the transaction agreement document, Yu Zecheng glanced at it, immediately agreed, and immediately transferred 42 million spirit stones to the account and received a purple jade bottle.

Yu Zecheng's heart was beating wildly, it was worth too much, 40 million received a yuan baby, like a dream, he couldn't help but carefully open the bottle and watch.

(To be continued)