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Luo Xuan covered his face with his hands and walked around the room in Luo Li's cultivation residence, Luo Li on the side had a strange face, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

Luo Xuan's face was sad, and then he said hatefully: "Yaya, how can this be......? How do I meet people?"

No one could have imagined that in the final melee yesterday, the people of the Snow Ridge Heavenly Cliff all pounced on Leng Lie in order to snatch back the unconscious Leng Lie. After all, there is hatred for killing fellow doors, and both sides have completely lost their demeanor, and in the end, they fight to the death like gangsters in the market.

Although he didn't kill Leng Lie with his own hands to avenge his fellow disciples, Luo Li still discounted one of his arms and kicked off another leg, finally calming down the hatred in his heart a little.

Unexpectedly, in the chaos, Luo Xuan, who was exhausted, didn't know who was scratching his face, and three of the five finger marks on Jun's face crossed his cheeks, how could he go out to meet people.

Sighing with a sigh, while hugging Luo Xuan for his grievances, he scolded the Snow Ridge Heavenly Cliff from top to bottom, Luo Li carefully persuaded on the side: "Xiao Xuan, if you really have to go back, why don't you bring a face towel, how can it be better than going out with this image?"

Luo Xuan sighed with self-pity and self-pity, and it took a long time to respond: "It seems that this is the case!"

Seeing that his suggestion was adopted, Luo Li screamed happily, took out the black face towel that he had prepared earlier, tied a knot around Luo Xuan's face, and looked at it again, obediently, except for the long but shallow fingerprint on his forehead, it was all covered.

What's even more special is that the finger marks are evenly marked on the forehead, adding a lot of mystery to Luo Xuan, even Luo Li, who is particularly familiar with him, would never have guessed that this person would be him if he didn't know it.

Seeing that he was quite satisfied, Luo Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking that he would be able to see his senior sister Yu Bing'er in two or three hours, his heart suddenly became hot.

Reluctantly saying goodbye to Luo Li and his fellow disciples, Luo Xuan hurried all the way and finally returned to the old site of the division. Seeing the huge courtyard on the majestic mountain of green mountains from afar, he let out a long roar and came up.

Dozens of zhang high, three or four people can hug the huge gate jade pillar to support a side of more than ten zhang large white jade court card, on the book "fairy gate" two gilt characters.

Luo Xuan, who was careful, caught dozens of indelible scratches from above, and there were even repaired marks at the corners, which would be ignored if he didn't look closely. He was so excited that he held the pillar with his hand and stroked it, his eyes wet with tears.

Packing up the mood and entering the court, the new circular cloister extends inside, both in shape and color. The red columns, connected to the arches and then strung with other cloisters, lead to all corners.

At the huge gable, the gate of the fairy gate is open, and the clouds can be seen in the distance, and everything is still the same as before.

Xianmen, you ...... Is it really the same as before?

Luo Xuan's heart hung and he stepped into the mountain gate, but he sank suddenly.

The former Yunhai Square is gone, and the originally steep cliff has now turned into a deep mountain belly pit. Even though more than a year has passed, the green trees and mountains that were once bathed in the sea of fire still have traces of scorching, and the calamity of the fairy gate is deeply engraved here.

Immortal Gate!

Luo Xuan wiped away the tears on his cheeks through the black scarf, and rose lightly against the wind, flying in the direction of the water courtyard. There is his care, his beloved.

Water Courtyard, Yunling Glacier, although it is difficult to restore the old appearance after a catastrophe, it is still full of ice and scenery from a distance.

The glacier was much clearer than it had been during the catastrophe, and the ice water was flowing down the river to the valley of the forest. It used to be the residence of Yu Bing'er, and it was also the location of the Xuanbing prison.

Familiar scenery, every scene and everything has a good memory. Luo Xuan was at the entrance of the Xuanbing Prison, but his steps were slow, as if he was afraid of alarming something.

In the stone room, even the stone walls are covered with moss, and the dark green color occupies most of the stone room. The floor looks like a carpet, and it is even greener.

It is clear that no one has set foot here for a long time, otherwise how could it be so complete?

Luo Xuan's heart was uneasy, and he lightly activated the mechanism with his memory.

With a snap, the mechanism seemed to know what was on his mind, and it really opened it. Overjoyed, he turned over and returned to this wonderful place.

Stepping on the ground of the prison cell, Luo Xuan felt a wonderful feeling of going home, and his whole body was overflowing with excitement and novelty. I don't know if the water spirit spirit will still have the breath of life after being refined by him, at least he hasn't forgotten the magic when he merges with the water spirit spirit spirit here.

As he searched through the Xuanbing Prison, the thick dust made Luo Xuan's heart gradually cold, and there was no trace of anyone in the Water Spirit Cave when he finally set foot in it.

A trace of powerlessness swept through his body and mind, and Luo Xuan sat down on a crystal clear ice stone, surging with endless sadness.

"Bing'er, where are you, do you know I'm looking for you?"

Luo Xuan's muttering to himself turned into a bleak faint mourning.

"Bing'er is not here, where will she go?"

I don't know how long it took for Luo Xuan to think about this question for the first time.

At this time, he remembered that when he entered the fairy gate, he didn't see half a figure. Judging from the information handed over to him by the shopkeeper, there are thousands of people in the reconstruction of Xianmen, how can there be no one to guard, there must be a reason for this.

Rekindling hope, Luo Xuan looked around the Water Spirit Cave, and his spiritual heart rose with a wonderful sense of reluctance. For a moment in a trance, he even felt that he was a water spirit, looking at every landscape with pity.

With a bitter smile he turned away, and he never looked back.

In the wooden courtyard, the towering peaks and mountains spread their wings on the left and right sides like a big peng, extending out, and the rock walls are thousands of heavy, which makes people feel that it is difficult for birds to cross.

Luo Xuan swept obliquely and fell straight to the top of the mountain that was a little shorter in his impression.

Here there are broken rocks everywhere, weeds and splendent beings, the surrounding lush forests have no traces of burning, countless exotic flowers and plants dance and fragrance in the forest, and the veins are active everywhere.

I don't know if it's because of the water and body, Luo Xuan has a wonderful feeling, that is, every inch of the wooden courtyard is full of inexplicable power, and vitality is emerging everywhere, which is so beautiful that it makes people's hearts move.

I still remember that Yu Lao once said that the wood spirit moisturizes things, and the breath of the wood spirit can be integrated with all things, and this sentence now has a deeper understanding.

The rippling breeze in the mountains, coupled with the pleasant scenery, made Luo Xuan forget the purpose of coming here for a while, and more often he was thinking about Yu Lao.

With a faint sigh, Luo Xuan frowned and looked around.

He traveled all over the three courtyards of gold, fire, and wood in one day, and there was still no half of a figure, where did the disciples of the immortal sect go?

Looking at the distant mountains, Luo Xuan looked at the green daisy, roared, and flew up.

He had to check every corner of the Xianmen before he could die, even if he couldn't find Yu Bing'er, he had to find his relatives in the sect, after all, this was the home he cared for in his heart, and there was his soul.

As if some strange call sounded in the depths of his heart, Luo Xuan, who had just risen into the air, was stunned and almost lost his balance.

Bending and flying, and then jumping straight down, Luo Xuan returned to the top of the mountain, carefully searching for the mountains and rivers and green forests in the wooden courtyard, but there was no longer the slightest feeling.

Alas, there are so many things in front of you, who knows if this is a suspicious or not?

He hesitated for a moment, then leaped away.

The earth courtyard is so kind and familiar, even the past catastrophe has not changed its appearance. A peak, a forest, a scene, a thing, filled in memory, how could he have forgotten half a point.

Wandering around the Nine Peaks of the Earth Courtyard, Luo Xuan's last bit of hope for nothing, was also shattered.

In the past two days, he has traveled all over the Five Courtyards, and his last confidence is all in this place where his cultivation is full of hardships and is also the most familiar, however, God does not have half of the favor and mercy, and the huge immortal gate seems to be the only one who exists.

Walking along the mountain road at will, half of the rock wall in front of you reflects a blue sky, and there is actually a corner of the Xuantian Hall of the Tuyuan Courtyard.

Walking to the ground, the majestic Xuantian Hall is still so magnificent from a distance, but there is no aura of the past when viewed closely. After the catastrophe of the sect, there is nothing left in the ruins of the hall.

Blank and helpless, the strong sense of loneliness made Luo Xuandao's heart float, and he wanted to cry happily, but unconsciously, he stepped into the door of the main hall.

The deep hall is extremely dark, and several of the thick pillars of the temple look dilapidated, and there are no traces of dust and cobwebs everywhere, and no one has ever come here when the catastrophe comes.

Tears finally rolled down, wetting the black towel, Luo Xuan tore it off and threw it aside, staggering to his knees, leaving a clear mark on the dust on the ground.

"Bing'er, Senior Brother Xue, where have you all been?"

Tired and tired, Luo Xuan stared at the deep darkness, looking at it stupidly, watching, he didn't know what he was looking at, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I don't know how many moments passed, a faint light, gently ignited in the dark, and then gradually faded. Under Luo Xuan's stunned gaze, so many three times.

As if his soul was clinging to each other, the last time that faint light appeared, he could only notice it, staring blankly at the depths of the hall falling into darkness again, and there was no change.

Concentrating, the gradually glowing look flashed in Luo Xuan's eyes, he shivered with excitement, and an incomparably harmonious yuan force rose from his abdomen, rapidly spreading to the meridians of the whole body, and the spiritual heart became crystal clear again.

sighed lightly and secretly shouted that it was dangerous. Unintentionally, Luo Xuan's cultivation broke through the seventh-layer realm of the Qi Refining Realm and entered the eighth-layer, and at the most critical moment, he actually had a vain heart and experienced an incomparably dangerous mental path, if it wasn't for the incomparably stable foundation, it was very likely that his cultivation in the past ten years would have been in vain.

Gaze, more firm!

Luo Xuan stepped on the thick dust with a bit of curiosity, and walked into the deep darkness step by step. As his figure disappeared into the darkness, the gentle Zhengyang spiritual light illuminated the hundred zhang void in the hall, and in the incomparable silence, only his footsteps rustled.