Chapter 10 The Heavenly Dao is missing
Qiu Yixue's face was solemn, he heard Qiu Haikuo say that the pu fan in Xue Li's hand was a yellow-level magic weapon, and the power was amazing, although she also had a yellow-level magic weapon, but with her current cultivation, she couldn't use the yellow-level magic weapon, and in the face of the oncoming tornado, she could only take out an orange-level high-level magic weapon to resist.
A red veil spread out in front of the trio, intending to keep the tornado at bay.
But Xue Li didn't really want to fight with the three of them, he just made a move to save his life, and let the tornado dissipate on its own after breaking Huo Lei's long sword, he knew that if he really wanted to fight hard, then he would definitely not be able to beat the three of them together, after all, the cultivation gap was there, even if he was practicing Qi at the tenth level to build a foundation, he would definitely not be able to withstand the repeated consumption of the three, not to mention that the opponent also had a daughter, maybe there was some genius earth treasure who could kill himself in seconds.
No more nonsense, the Flying Tiger under the crotch accelerated and disappeared into the sky.
Huo Lei's face was ugly, and he planned to catch up with Xue Li in a big battle, although his long sword was destroyed, but he still had a lot of means, he didn't believe that there would be someone who was his opponent during the foundation building period, even Qiu Yixue was not his opponent.
Qiu Yixue said lightly: "Okay, let him go, I will go back and tell my father." Then a tiger took the lead and flew towards the Sunshade Forest.
As soon as Qiu Yixue left, another female disciple who had not spoken followed her, and Huo Lei gritted his teeth and chased after him.
Soon, the angry Xue Li calmed down, because he had already seen the yellow cypress tree, the yellow cypress tree that soared to the sky.
Xue Li was very excited, trembling all over, his memories had faded a lot, and what he remembered was a little vague, but the yellow cypress tree at the edge of the village was definitely not forgotten.
The yellow cypress tree was so tall that there was no end in sight, and he didn't know how many years it had existed, but Xue Li still remembered that the eldest man in the village had said that when he was a child, the old people in the village didn't know when the yellow cypress tree existed and who planted it.
Xue Li took a deep breath and walked towards the yellow cypress tree, but Yue Fei frowned instead, the incomparably lush yellow cypress tree in his memory was like an old man in the twilight, full of decadence and dilapidation, and there was no life at all.
In the middle of summer, Xue Li felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, what could make a yellow cypress tree that had existed for tens of millions of years turn from lush to dilapidated in ten years?
Following the direction in his memory, Xue Li finally came to his village, his eyes were full of doubts, and then he used the ability of the Flying Tiger to circle around the yellow cypress tree, and the scope was still expanding, until the sky was yellowing and the sky was getting dark, and he stopped a little decadently, covered in cold sweat.
He didn't see the village in his memory, there was not even a village in the hundred miles around the yellow cypress tree, there was nothing, Xue Li squatted by the tree a little distracted, he couldn't understand what all this was about, why the village in his memory seemed to not exist.
Patting the Flying Tiger, the Flying Tiger seemed to understand what Xue Li meant, and tirelessly flew farther away, he wanted to find a village, he wanted to find the nearest village to the Yellow Cypress Tree, he had too many doubts that needed to be solved.
It was already dusk, and Xue Li finally found a village, a slightly lonely village.
Xue Li descended from the sky, and although the Silver Neck Flying Tiger could not have much influence on the monks, it was so powerful in the eyes of mortals.
One by one, the villagers shouted loudly to the immortals, and then they knelt down one after another, and the immortals were furious and ambushed millions of corpses.
Xue Li tried his best to make himself appear kind, after all, he came here to ask for something, and after letting the people gather, he asked: "I don't know if anyone knows where the village under the yellow cypress tree has moved now?"
Seeing Xue Li descending from the sky, all of them were young men who went out to farm, it can be said that they were all a group of young people, this group of young people discussed suspiciously, and finally a young man with more appealing power said: "Tell the immortals, I have never heard of a village under the yellow cypress tree. ”
The young man frowned when he saw Xue Li, and said cautiously: "We haven't heard of it, maybe the grandfather of the family knows, it is better for the immortals to go with me to meet the grandfather of the family." ”
It turned out that this young man was the head of the village, and his grandfather was the oldest person in the village.
After listening to Xue Li's inquiry, the village chief's grandfather thought about it seriously before he said: "There is only one village within a radius of thousands of miles, and I have never heard of a village under the yellow cypress tree.
Xue Li was very disappointed, could it be that I really remembered wrongly? Could it be that there really was no village under the yellow cypress tree, and could it be that there was really a yellow cypress tree in another place? But there was also such a tall yellow cypress tree in the world? Anyway, Xue Li felt that he couldn't think about it.
At this time, a voice came, Xue Li Huoran turned his head to look, only to see a somewhat rickety back, holding a flagpole in one hand, and there was a faint word on the flagpole.
Xue Li didn't see the man clearly, but Xue Li heard what the man said clearly, and Xue Li heard what he said: The lonely village is in the sun, the green smoke and the old tree are jackdaws, and a little Feihong is under the shadow. Green mountains and green waters, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Xue Li's heart shook, his figure moved, and chased towards the back, but no matter how Xue Li accelerated, the back became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared.
Xue Li stopped and gasped, at this moment he had already left the mortal village just now.
What did the words spoken by that back figure continue to explode in Xue Li's mind like earth-shattering thunder, what did he mean! Did he mean that Qinghe Village was destroyed by someone? Or did he say that he would bring disaster to the mortal village just now? How much he wanted to catch up with that back figure and ask clearly.
Xue Li suddenly recalled that the jade slip he got from Qiu Haikuo clearly showed that there was a Qinghe Village in the surrounding area! Xue Li took out the jade slip again and looked at the map, and it turned out that the place in Qinghe Village was blank!
Xue Li stared in disbelief and flipped through the map repeatedly, but he really couldn't find the existence of Qinghe Village anymore, just like it was just a sweet dream yesterday.
Xue Li broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, how could it be? Could it be that it was really his own daydream, so that he would dream of Qinghe Village on the map? Even the Qinghe Village in his memory did not exist? But what about the yellow cypress tree?
As night fell, Xue Li finally decided to return to the mortal village, Xue Li hoped to see that figure again, since he had the fate to see his back, then why did he really not have the fate to see his true face, maybe tomorrow, maybe he would be able to wait for this person the day after tomorrow, maybe his doubts would be solved soon.
Bishan, Li Yuan surrounded a table of eight immortals, after thinking for a long time, he dropped a white seed, and then thought about it for a long time, and slowly fell a black seed, he was actually playing chess alone, and suddenly he had an understanding, his sleeves waved, and then a roll, and he muttered in his mouth: "The avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, people follow one of them, I didn't expect to almost let you Qiu Haikuo find it, it's really amazing!"
It's still Bishan, Qiu Haikuo took off his blood-covered clothes, his breath was a little sluggish, and if he looked closely, he could see that Qiu Haikuo had cracks all over his body, and it seemed that he could be broken at any time, but his eyes were full of excitement, and he couldn't stop laughing.
At the same time, in a distant place, at a distant time, an old husband and wife held each other, "I don't know how Li'er is now, is she really an immortal?"