The Flame cult was overjoyed, and the victory came so easily that they were a little incredulous. Thinking about it, everyone turned their attention to the figure in the field.

"Brother Huangfu, let's win!" Ah Zi jumped in front of Huangfu while removing the poison sac and snake gall from the dead poisonous snake. Seeing that the other party had a solemn face, he thoughtfully glanced at Murong Xihua, who was standing on the side and was pointed, and couldn't help but go up and touch it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the jade finger touched Murong Xihua's clothes, he was shocked back a few steps by the cold on his body, stumbled and fell to the ground.

The members of the Holy Fire Sect who were watching the excitement on the side were all eaten, but they didn't expect this puppet to still have such power after being restrained by the emperor.

Huangfu Yan glanced at Ah Zi coldly and stood up. I got too much information from the mouth of the young master of the white camel, but the more I knew, the more I was at a loss. Thinking about it, he glanced at Murong Xihua, who didn't know that he had become the focus of everyone, and in his heart, he was secretly glad in his heart.

According to the news revealed by the young master of the white camel, the time when Murong Xihua fell into the hands of the white camel mountain should be when he killed the Quartet in Yanziwu, remembering that during that time, Dian Jing wanted to speak a few times and stopped, so he complained a little about his carelessness, and he never asked Murong Xihua for specific news.

Fortunately, it was difficult to cast spells in the Soul Refining True Sutra, and until now, Murong Xihua had only been initially refined into a puppet. This soul refining scripture is extremely evil, and the puppets refined are divided into three stages: puppets, living corpses, and psychic. At this time, Murong Xihua was a puppet in the puppet stage, because he didn't have the slightest self-control ability, the strength of his whole body could not be restrained, although he could use it against the enemy, but the strength he could exert was less than three layers.

But even so, the innate master who can exert the three-layer skill is still a giant. Ouyang Bo was relieved that his precious son came out to break out, and he also considered having this puppet to defend himself, after all, there has never been an innate master in a place like the Uighurs.

As for the puppets in the living corpse stage, it is said that they can already exert the power of the eighth layer, and they can also cultivate themselves, basically being able to perfectly control their own strength. This is also a stage that the young master of the white camel is looking forward to, and only when Murong Xihua reaches this stage can he become a complete plaything in his hands. At this time, Murong cherishes the flowers, because of the innate cold to protect his body, and other idlers can't touch it at all, although the young master of the white camel is greedy for this beautiful puppet, but because of the cold energy, he can only temporarily satisfy his eyes.

How many such puppets there are in the White Camel Mountain, even the Young Master of the White Camel doesn't know. But the puppet of the psychic realm, he knows very well, there is only one, and that is the bloody witch he mentioned earlier. Puppets at this stage can already exert 100% of their strength, and because they are puppets, they don't know the pain, and their combat power has definitely exceeded 100%. Coupled with the master's psychic, it is almost the legendary incarnation outside the body, and the combat effectiveness is simply explosive.

Ah Zi looked at the emperor's face that was constantly changing, and he was extremely worried, and he was even more hostile to the cold puppet behind him.

At this moment, the Desert Divine Sword, which had been forgotten by everyone, let out a muffled snort.

"Ah, you're still alive!" The old man was lying at Ah Zi's feet, and his sudden voice at this time inevitably startled Ah Zi.

"Ahem......" The Desert Divine Knife coughed up blood for a while, obviously a heavy injury.

Hearing this, the emperor turned his head, sighed, temporarily pressed down the solemnity in his heart, and walked over.

Seeing the hesitation in the eyes of the Holy Fire Sect, they couldn't help but smile and said, "It is rumored that there are many jewels hidden in the Kuzen Temple, why don't you go in and take a look?"

Everyone laughed, and the golden pen Confucian was even more embarrassed and said: "What the Emperor Fu Shaoxia said is extremely true, but ...... I'm a little ashamed of it......"

Huangfu Yan smiled: "Brother, you can not have one piece of jewelry in the Zen courtyard...... It's just that...... If you can find that dragon elephant, please give it to you!"

"That's, that's ......"

Everyone was silent, and they were even more grateful to him, thinking that this was just to dispel the worries in everyone's hearts, but they didn't know that Huang Fu Yan really had no interest in those things, but it was this dragon elephant that was the most important thing. The more he knew about White Camel Mountain, the more pressure Ouyang Bo brought him.

Ah Zi watched everyone hurriedly run into the hall to look for treasures, and glared at Huangfu with some hatred, and saw him sitting calmly behind the desert divine sword, and stomped his feet angrily. After hesitating for a moment, he also ran in. With the savings of such a large sect, there are a few people in the world who will not be tempted.

After the emperor sat down, he silently used his mind, folded his hands on the back of the desert divine knife, and began to treat his injuries, his heart moved at will, and his mind moved the gods, and with his strong vitality into the hundred veins in the other party's body, the desert divine knife immediately became energetic, with a surprised look on his face, and his compound eyes were settled.

The kung fu of a cup of tea was fleeting, and the Desert Divine Sword temporarily picked up a life, and said with a grateful face: "Thank you for the grace of Xiaoyou's recreation!" This is not wrong, if it weren't for the emperor's death to spend his true qi to repair the broken meridians in his body for him, he would have been able to live for half a moon at most. But at this time, with the help of the emperor, there was no need to worry about his life for the time being.

"You're welcome!" This guy is from the Uighur royal family, and Hestia wants to be like a fish in water here, so it is indispensable to deal with them and form a good relationship, but it is just a gesture.

"You killed Ouyang Bo's son?" The Desert Divine Knife's eyes shrank, and he saw the corpse of the young master of the white camel clearly.

Huangfu Yan nodded: "What do you know about this Ouyang Bo, and what is the matter with the Soul Refining True Scripture?"

"Alas, thirty-three years ago...... "The Desert Divine Sword closed his eyes and let his mind fly unrestrained, flying far away over the mountains and mountains of the years, returning to the first time of his life.

Thirty-three years ago, it was the pinnacle of the Great Desert Divine Sword that found a remnant map from an ancient tomb, traveled far into the hinterland of Kunlun, and began to look for the ancient immortal cave mentioned in the remnant map. Things seemed to be going extremely well, and he quickly found the ancient cave according to the map, but there were no immortal cheats in it at all, just a scroll of soul refining scriptures engraved on the wall. From the first glance, he knew that this was an evil skill. It's a pity that he was young and vigorous at that time, and he was a master of several defeats in a row, so he didn't hide this action and fell into the eyes of White Camel Mountain.

Just when he was about to leave the ancient cave, he encountered an ambush from the White Camel Mountain, at that time Ouyang Bo was ambushed by the masters of the Central Plains, and he had no time to take care of the actions here, but almost half of his masters appeared in Kunlun Mountain. Although the reputation of the Great Desert Divine Sword is not weak, under repeated ambushes, it still fell into the hands of the enemy and was captured back to White Camel Mountain.

After Ouyang Bo defeated the Central Plains master, he learned the news here and was very excited. Kunlun Mountain has always been the birthplace of their respective myths and legends, among which there are rumors of martial arts masters ascending to immortals. Ouyang Bo, who has already stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, is naturally not exempt from vulgarity. This soul refining scripture gave him hope, and the desert divine sword was tortured almost in human form, and finally confided the secret method he saw. But this secret method is just a fragment, Ouyang Bo will be suspicious, but he will not let him go. On the one hand, he continued to coerce and induce and inquire about the secret method, but on the other hand, he held a martial arts expo to lure the ambitious masters of various factions in the rivers and lakes to the White Camel Mountain, and used poisonous wine to inflict harm, stealing the supreme secrets of the Western Regions and the Central Plains.

"Therefore, this soul refining scripture has been perfected by Ouyang Bo himself!" Huang Fu Yan gasped, this person is well-versed in ancient and modern times, and he knows all about the martial arts of the East and the West, and he is really a genius.

No matter how conceited the Desert Divine Sword was, he had to admire it a lot, nodded and said: "The old man has only admired two people in his life, one is this Ouyang Bo Mountain Master, and the other is the Huangfu Shaoxia!"

Huangfu Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he was becoming more and more unsure about this Ouyang Bo. This person is actually pursuing enlightenment and ascension, and this kind of person is either a madman or a mythical person. In this way, this guy gathers forces from all sides, and what he wants is by no means simply to dominate the martial arts and command the world. This guy is playing a big game of chess, treating sentient beings as chess pieces in pursuit of the so-called attainment of enlightenment, or immortality.

The two talked for a while, and the Desert Divine Sword said goodbye and left. The Holy Fire Cult had become the only sect of the Uighurs, but there was a mountain of white camels in the distance, ready to be devoured, and that was meaningless.

Huang Fu Yan had a little headache thinking about how to deal with that god man, and looked in the direction of Da Liao. If what the young master of the white camel said was true, this person should be dealing with Xiaoyue Mansion now, hoping that the wolf god of the Liao Kingdom could make him suffer some hardships and buy himself more time.

Compared with Ouyang Bo's unfathomable depth, the only thing he can rely on is the inheritance of the ancient sword, and all of this depends on the cultivation realm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

Just as he was thinking, Ah Zi had already run over and hurriedly handed him a parchment scroll.

"Brother Huangfu, this is the secret book you want, well, the dragon elephant is like a skill, right!" said that, as if he remembered the ancestor of the Kuzen Temple that everyone had discussed on the road, he said: "Just look at the kung fu of these bald donkeys......

Huangfu Yan's heart warmed, although Ah Zi was brutal and cruel, but after all, it was caused by the environment, and his nature was not bad. smiled and comforted: "That's right, the stones of other mountains can attack jade, I'm just looking at it!"

Ah Zi's eyes bent, and with a smile, he took out a piece of jade Buddha from his arms, handed it to Huangfu Yan, and said, "Send it to you!" said that, his face was a little red, but he couldn't see it clearly in the night.

Huangfu was stunned for a moment, put away the Jade Buddha, the two talked and laughed for a while, and the members of the Holy Fire Sect who had already swept away the Kuzen Temple also walked out one after another.

Two days later, everyone returned to the Holy Fire Immortal Pool.

After Hestia knew about the White Camel Mountain, she looked worried, looking at Murong Xihua who was following behind Huangfu, and her heart was even more frightened.

"Shall we move to the Central Plains?"

Huangfu smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid, it's okay, everything has me!"

"Murong Gongzi, she ......" Hestia felt palpitations as soon as she thought of what happened to Murong Xihua.

"Alas, it should still be able to be saved, but this matter depends on Ouyang Bo's side, and the young master of the white camel still knows too little!"

Hestia is only a half-step innate, and when she takes care of Murong Xihua these days, she has not suffered less from the cold.

"Starting tomorrow, I want to retreat for a period of time, don't be in a hurry to expand the sect during this time, just guard this valley, the desert divine sword should also have something to say, our strength is there, there are some things, there is no need to rush to fight!"

Hestia nodded, and the two talked for a while before falling asleep.

In the corner of the wooden tent, the puppet Murong Xihua put on a new set of clothes, looking even more delicate, and the strange thing is that she should have been blind, but she actually opened her eyes, looked at the room with a puzzled face, turned around and came next to the cradle of the baby boy, and fell into contemplation again.

During this time, Huangfu Yan named the child Huangfu Hua, and the identity of the Fire God caused a lot of uproar in the lower levels of the Holy Fire Sect, but the middle and high levels of the sect had long admired Huangfu Yan, but they did not cause any movement. As a result, Huangfu Yan's current status in the Holy Fire Sect has become extremely strange, although he has no position, he is a real person in the sect.

Ah Zi is a late consciousness, and it was not until yesterday that he learned about the relationship between Huangfu Yan and Hestia, and that night, like Murong Xihua, who was full of doubts, Ah Zi, who had been carefree all day, had insomnia for the first time.

She has always thought that the relationship between people is like in the Nakshatra faction, where you have to work hard and calculate everywhere. But the acquaintance with Huangfu Yan made her know for the first time another mode of getting along with people, a relationship that is easy but does not need to be calculated, and can be managed only by her own heart. In times of crisis, he can help her without hesitation, and she is also trying to make him happy every day, but she has nothing to do with interests. It's a kind of immature crush, or admiration, but she now knows that he has his life, and she should find her own life.

That night, Ah Zi walked out of the valley alone and walked towards Jiangnan, where there was her mother and perhaps her father.

Early the next morning, the emperor knew about Ah Zi's departure, and in addition to sending someone to protect him secretly, all that was left was a silent blessing. This girl who made people love and joy in her previous life, hopes to find her happiness in this world.

Don't ask the end of the world, don't tell about the death, standing on the high mountain hill, the wind is ruined through the ages, sighing that the years have passed, the time has passed away, and the emperor has begun the first retreat after coming to this world.

A few days later, the Uighur king issued an edict proclaiming the Holy Fire Religion as the state religion of the Uighurs.

At the same time, the Xiaoyue Mansion, which was far away in Daliao, welcomed a group of guests from the Black Water Spirit, and of course, the pearls and Haidongqing they paid tribute to. (To be continued.) )