(As I write this, it's pouring rain outside the window in Suzhou, so it's much easier.) What a fluke. ）

It was a low day, and the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

The surrounding trees and weeds have long been blown down, unable to droop and tremble.

The thunder continued, the roar continued, and the occasional electric light crossed the faces of the two people who were waiting quietly, and their expressions changed.

The weather that changes is like the mood that changes when it changes, and what is inexplicable is their reason and reason.

Thousands of words gathered on the lips may be just the simplest why, which can contain thousands of emotions and answers to thousands of questions.

There are so many answers, but there is nothing Han Xianzi wants to hear. Seven Nights knows.

What she wanted to hear, he couldn't say and wouldn't say right now. Maybe it's really her wishful thinking, but she hasn't experienced these things at all, so how can she say it to others.

Bang!

The thunder was louder, and Nanaya knew it was time to speak. If you don't finish it, it's going to rain on this day.

Will the monks be afraid of rain, and will they be afraid of rain for seven nights after cultivating the Nine Returns Cold Tide Technique, this is just an excuse.

Because there is no excuse, an excuse is needed.

"I'm here for the Hundred Breath Pill. A calm tone, undulating eyes, a cold face, and a bewitching flame pattern. The lines outlined on Nanaya's face gradually became cold and hard in this coming storm.

He said it, and he said it decisively, just like the betrayal of the year, which came as suddenly.

Great joy to inexplicable sadness, this process is very fast, just like the process of a person falling from a cliff to breaking bones.

Han Xianzi held her breath, she was afraid that after exhaling this breath, her breathing would become short, she was not a person who liked embarrassment, especially in front of Qiye.

Qiye's eyes became deeper and deeper, like a dark whirlpool, making it impossible to understand his heart, and his emotions were deeply buried.

"So, can you give it to me now?"

Boom!

Han Xianzi threw the box containing the Baixi Pill on Qiye's body, she turned around and walked without looking back, as decisive as when talking to Qiye.

Bang!

Finally, the rainstorm that had been brewing for a long time fell together with this not easy to disperse.

The rain was pouring down, the lightning was thundering, the rain was trampled on the ears, burying all the other sounds, the corners of Qiye's lips twitched, and he took the box in his hand that was still warm, and finally turned into a sigh.

I'm afraid this misunderstanding is even deeper.

Which is more important, who is right and who is wrong, this kind of thing, where there is anything to measure, it all depends on your own feelings.

Even if it was the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights, he didn't know which one he had decided to make in the first place, and for which reason.

But he knew that if Han Xianzi knew more, it would only cause her trouble, so he couldn't tell it all.

In three years, everyone is no longer what they were three years ago, with what they have on their shoulders, they can no longer confide in their hearts, which is a sad growth process.

...

"Hiding is because of the responsibility on my shoulders, and I have no choice but to do it. Seven Nights let the rain wash away, muttered. The box in his hand condenses a protective film of light on its own, preventing rain from invading.

This Baixi Pill still fell into his hands.

The last condition that the magician Ixiang said is also about to be completed.

What the Demon Emperor Haocang said at the end of the Shadow Stone is about to be revealed.

The mood of the seven nights is no heavier than now, just like this rain, which is much heavier than in Yunzhou in the past, it is a torrential rain.

Open the box, the red gold light flowed, it was the most extraordinary elixir that Qiye had ever seen, the patterns carved on it were lifelike, knowing that it was fake, but still unconsciously shocked by that momentum.

The rich medicinal fragrance is even more intense in the air on a rainy day.

There is no moisture, no dampness, it seems to be completely insulated from rainwater, immune to all badness, and has always remained in its most perfect state.

This is the Baixi Pill, one of the nine mysterious areas of the Medicine Valley, difficult to find, only effective for the sixfold peak of the magic recipe to break through the elixir, Baixi Pill!

Without further hesitation, Qiye swallowed the Baixi Pill in one bite, and melted in his mouth.

A warm current flowed into the body from the mouth of the throat and quickly spread. The body, which was originally cold from the heavy rain, gradually warmed up.

In their bodies, the cold wave true qi of the Seven Nights cultivation was immediately alarmed, and they understood the benefits of this warm current more than the Seven Nights, and they all flocked to it.

The meridians are being broadened, the cold wave lifeline is being nourished, and the qi of heaven and earth to yin that has accumulated in the deeper layers of the body has also been stimulated by the Baixi Pill and joined the ranks of growth and construction.

Everything that can be mobilized has been mobilized by Baixidan.

This is the miracle of the Hundred Breath Pill, which stimulates the potential in the monk's body, and truly accumulates it.

Seven Nights' foundation was firmly laid, because his cultivation was advancing very quickly. That's right, because cultivation is fast, so the foundation is solid, this is not nonsense, but reasonable.

As we all know, the refinement of cultivation requires the breakthrough and growth of true qi, and the growth of true qi actually consumes the latent functions in the body.

Because Qiye broke through the realm quickly, the latent functions in his body were not consumed much, and all of them were retained.

These functions are the most fundamental and important things for a monk's cultivation.

Those monks who have not been able to break through until the end of their lives are because they have exhausted their latent functions prematurely, and finally die with regrets.

Those monks who call them geniuses have great abilities in their bodies, so they have great possibilities.

As a rare body of fire, coupled with the ten years of cultivation of the true qi of the cold tide, how could the potential contained in the body be weak!

Under the stimulation of the Baixi Pill, the potential that erupted, combined with all the cold tide true qi, surged towards the source of life together, which was the most critical step for the sixfold peak of the magic formula to break through to the immortal realm.

It has a name, it's called Fighting. What is fighting is the source of life, and the true qi that is rich to liquid in the source of life.

Fighting for one's life is a means against the sky, just like a mortal who wants to live forever and cultivate to become an immortal, the same reason. Therefore, it is not nonsense for the monk to call the breakthrough to the immortal realm a struggle for his life.

The process of fighting for one's life is the most painful, it is the sting of the root, the pain from the source of a monk's life, and there is no way to avoid it.

What is stored in the lifesource is the pure pure qi that has been accumulated bit by bit, which has been pure and rich to liquefaction, and their reinforcement of the lifesource makes this process even more difficult.

However, the Baixi Pill, which mobilized the potential in the body, combined with its own medicinal power, as well as all the cold wave true qi, all came together.

This is the struggle within the body of the seven nights, and the outside world is also undergoing a washing, a washing from the sky.

Boom! Boom!

In this environment, there is no shortage of lightning and thunder.

Boom!

Unfortunately, a thunderbolt struck the seven nights who were sitting cross-legged, piercing the dirt in front of him, turning the soil so black that it turned outward.

Boom!

It's another one, still around the seven nights, and the situation doesn't feel right.

More thunder fell one after another like rain points, making small pits around Qiye, which was thrilling to watch.

The Nine Returns Cold Wave Technique cultivated in the Seven Nights, which is known as an exercise that no one has ever successfully cultivated, is about to break through to the Ascending Immortal Realm.

Could it be that the exercises are too strong, which has triggered the punishment that heaven and earth cannot tolerate?

At this moment, when the great work is about to be completed, if there is a lightning bolt interrupted from the outside, making the seven nights fall short, it is absolutely unacceptable.

In the world, there is no such opportunity, you can easily get the elixir to break through the immortal realm, everything is a coincidence, fate will not arrange too many coincidences for you, it is often cruel.

In the sky, a huge vortex converged above Qiye's head, and lightning bolts were absorbed into it, looming.

The dark clouds were driven by the wind and swirled with the whirlpool, and the whole thing looked like a vision of heaven and earth.

Not manipulative, the real vision of heaven and earth.

Anyone who sees such a scene can judge what a powerful lightning bolt is brewing in the whirlpool. What's more, such lightning fell on the head of Qiye, ready to go.

"Boom boom...... Ryu!"

A golden bolt of lightning finally pierced the dark clouds in the dim sky and went straight down into the sky, like a golden arrow.

Everyone is as fast as lightning, and now the lightning strikes above the head of the seven nights.

This is the curse of heaven, a magic that heaven and earth do not tolerate, something that violates the harmony of heaven, is detected by heaven and earth, mobilizes the power of lightning, gathers the strongest attack, suddenly and quickly, and strives to kill with one blow.

The Nine Returns Cold Tide Technique of Seven Nights Cultivation, because he was about to break through to the Ascending Immortal Realm, actually triggered a heavenly curse.

What kind of exercise is it, how can it appear in the Sword Immortal Palace, and why does it suffer from heaven's punishment!

These questions can't be answered by anyone, and maybe the person who has been in charge of the scales for three years can know something, and he may not be willing to say anything.

At this moment, it was the moment when the golden lightning pierced the sky, and Seven Nights opened his eyes. In his eyes, there were also two lightning bolts, flashing two rays of light in the dark and deep eyes.

In the body, with the assistance of the Baixi Pill, within the broken lifesource, the accumulated rich true yuan flowed all over the limbs and hundreds of remains, and Qiye only felt full of strength.

It's like being reborn, those hidden dangers in the body, the dark injuries that have been suffered, are being nourished and restored, the texture is renewed, and the toughness of the bones is strengthened many times.

That is, when he felt the increase in strength, the golden lightning, the lightning representing the damnation of heaven, came in an instant.

Qiye only had time to look up when he saw a faint golden light pouring in from the top of his head, and by coincidence, the direction of the pouring was exactly the bewitching flame painted on his forehead.

What is it? Qiye hurriedly stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, nothing happened, the touch of gold that he didn't even see clearly, after entering the flame in front of his forehead, there was no movement.

Inexplicable damnation, inexplicable disappearance.

Nanaya didn't get tangled and was soon attracted by something more.

The huge information of the seventh return of the Nine Returns Cold Tide Jue, the things and perceptions of the Immortal Realm, and the one left by Haocang.

Why? If Qiye was asked to answer Han Xianzi one more time now, he would tell her that there was almost no time!