This Qingyang Palace was originally not called Qingyang Palace, but was the name of Qingyang, so many people in the city took Qingyang Palace as the name and called their Royal Highness Rui Qingyang, or Qingyang Gongzi. Because just four years ago, the fire snake girl actually had another child, and it was a dragon and phoenix fetus, a man and a woman, the male was called robbery, and the female was called lucky, respectively, remembering the catastrophe that almost destroyed the Tiger Tomb, and the luck of surviving under the siege of the demon.

It is called His Royal Highness Qingyang in order to distinguish His Royal Highness, after all, everyone can't call His Royal Highness Rui this title, so he named it after the Qingyang Hall where His Royal Highness Rui lived.

The wind, blowing endlessly, blew into the Huling Palace, and into the Qingyang Palace, and the original faint coolness seemed to have become a killing intent.

"Your Highness is planning to deal with the Evil Ghost Country and the Lion Camel Country, but those evil ghosts and demons in those two countries are only afraid that they will not be easy to deal with. The crying father said.

Qingyang smiled and said: "It is sometimes easy to destroy the country and destroy the city, but sometimes it is extremely difficult, the ghost country and the demon country are different from our human kingdom, for them, the magic power is the foundation, but we are not like this." ”

The crying father listened to these in his heart, in his opinion, Qingyang's words and deeds have a special meaning, and he can always make him gain and understand carefully.

"You go and call Thirteen, go to Lianyun Mountain today, and come back before dark. Qingyang said.

"Your Highness wants to get rid of that Blood Demon?" asked the Crying Father, who was talking about the Blood Demon from five years ago.

Qingyang nodded, and he said: " Five years ago, the disciples of Yuxiao Mountain wanted to kill the prince of the blood hill in Lianyun Mountain, not only did not do it, but was robbed of the heavy treasure of the master Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror, and several disciples were devoured by the prince of the blood hill, and finally the head of Yuhua Mountain personally took action, seriously injured the prince of the blood hill, but did not kill him, and the Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror was not able to recapture, these years, he hid in the mountains to cultivate, and today he wants to seize the flag of the Shuji, it seems that it is a good death of injury, if he is not removed, we will never have peace in Huling. ”

The crying father didn't know much about the disciple of the Yuhua Mountain, and couldn't help but say, "Is the Blood Hill Prince so powerful?" He knew that the Blood Hill Prince had escaped under the thunder of His Highness in front of him, and he must have been seriously injured. In this way, those disciples of Yuhua Mountain were still unable to kill him, and they were also robbed of the treasure of the master and killed the disciples, which made him have to feel that those monks in Yuhua Mountain were not too weak.

"The practice of Yuhuamen is still quite exquisite, any school in the world has its own unique way, and the derived spells also have unique characteristics, if you walk the world in the future, you must pay attention to fighting with people, not because the method is lower than you, there are many spells that often kill people in silence. Just like the pious ear, when he calculated the fate of the Tiger Tomb, he saw that the Lion Camel King was coming, but unfortunately he was far away from the Lion Camel King's strength, and was seriously injured by the Lion Camel King's counterattack, and his eyes were blind, but he was also a blessing in disguise, and in that chaos and confusion for four years, he realized the magic of integrating the golden needle into the calculation and killing people between the present and the future. Your cultivation posture is more than his haode, so you can cultivate a strong spiritual power in just a few years, and it is still above him, but if you are cast by him, you have ten lives that are not enough, although his magic is not a great way, it can make the monks of the world cold. ”

The crying father was a little shocked and a little unbelieving in his heart, but he knew that Qingyang would never lie to him.

In Qingyang's view, Huling is the foundation of enlightenment, and it can never be destroyed, and if you want to develop and grow this foundation, population is indispensable, and just this remote area of Huling cannot achieve what Qingyang wants.

In the past five years, the population of Huling has increased a lot, and the biggest credit for this comes from Xiaobai, Xiaobai's healing hall will teach medical skills and treat various common diseases, so that the population of Huling will be reduced. Of course, she can't cure many people by herself, but she has passed on her medical skills, which is a blessing for all generations.

There are those who are old people who have a medical name in the city, there are also middle-aged people who have embarked on the medical path in the prime of life, and there are also teenagers who are interested in medical skills.

It's a pity that since the national teacher returned to the division five years ago, he has not come back until now, Qingyang has the heart to send someone to the national teacher Qiu Mingsan's division to see, but because he doesn't know where it is, this is not the key, the key is that there is no suitable person to go, Gong Thirteen, Crying Father, and Xi Nu They have only recently broken through, and they have the strength to walk in the world.

After a while, Bow Thirteen had arrived, holding a huge boxwood bow, the wooden bow was carved with dense runes, and there was a pot of arrows on his back, those arrows were not magic weapons, but were worshiped by some incense, this is actually an alternative sacrifice, which was learned by Thirteen's father from Qingyang, this kind of arrow with Thirteen's heart arrow technique can hurt the soul. It's especially wonderful to deal with those spirits.

When Qingyang was about to leave with his crying father and Gong Thirteen, Xinu suddenly came out and said that she wanted to go with her, and Qingyang agreed after thinking about it.

In his view, a practitioner not only needs to practice quietly at home, but also needs to go out and see the vastness of the world in order to truly grow up. Cultivation is the sublimation of the essence and spirit, and how can it be immortal just by sitting at home and refining qi, nor can it be able to live with the world with supernatural powers and spells.

Lianyun Mountain is a big mountain, undulating, climbing a mountain near the edge of the Tiger Tomb Xiangshang looked into the distance, only to see the undulating mountains like the waves of the sea, the vastness, the dark green, the mist condensed between the valleys and gorges, so that the people who watched all this felt the vastness of heaven and earth, and felt the insignificance of being a human being.

Qingyang stood on the top of the mountain, surrounded by the three of Gong Thirteen, Crying Father, and Xinu, Qingyang said: "The ability of the prince of the Blood Hill is different from the monks in this world, he is not refining qi or self-cultivation, but refining the essence blood on his body like a magic weapon, as long as there is still a trace of essence and blood outside, he will not die." ”

"Then he is not immortal. The crying father asked.

"Where in this world is there an immortal body. Qingyang said: "He can distract and merge into the essence and blood, which is both his strength and uniqueness, and his weakness. ”

With that, he suddenly took out a box from his bosom, and when the box opened, there was half a box of blood inside, and the blood was extremely thick, and it was still trembling slightly, as if it had life.

At this time, I saw Qingyang stretch out his hand to draw a talisman out of thin air above the box, and a golden talisman was formed on his fingertips, but the talisman was stuck to Qingyang's fingers, and I saw Qingyang insert his fingers into the blood of the box with the condensed golden talisman.

"Ah......h

A scream rang out, both from the box and from the mountains.

A blood-colored human face appeared on a boulder in the valley, and the arrows in the thirteen hands had already been shot out, and a yellow light flew out and landed on the boulder, and the bow burst open, but a yellow mang sank into the boulder, and the blood-colored man's face showed distorted pain.

He was the Prince of the Blood Hill, although he was hit by the arrow, it was not fatal, he wanted to leave at the first thought, but when he found that there seemed to be some liliang nailing himself there and could not move.

He was horrified in his heart, what kind of spell was this, he didn't understand. When the head of Yuhua Mountain came to chase and kill him, he escaped the pursuit again and again by virtue of his ability to refine the blood transformation, originally hiding here to sneak attack the Tiger Ling Prince, who was overwhelmed, but what surprised him was that the Tiger Ling Prince, who originally thought he could hunt him, actually had a spell that could make him unable to act.

At this moment, another yellow arrow fell from a distance, and he reluctantly drove the treasure of Yuhua Mountain, which had been refined by him, the Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror, and the light flashed in the mirror, and the yellow arrow suddenly froze, and then suddenly shattered.

The prince of the blood hill was writhing in the stone, trying to break free from that liliang, and he wanted to shine on Qingyang standing on the top of the mountain, but at this time, two people appeared beside him, a man and a woman, the man was in a black robe, and there were a little purple stars on the black robe, which was the crying father, and the woman was dressed in red, combing two dark braids, which was the happy girl.

I saw that the crying father's hands were hooked and pulled in the void, and there was starlight wrapped around his fingers, drawing a circle along the way, and reciting a spell in his mouth, the prince of the blood mound could hear that it was the word 'sleepy', and sure enough, a faint purple starlight condensed circle appeared around the boulder. In an instant, the Blood Hill Prince actually saw the sky full of stars around him, and everything else was gone.

At this time, Xi Nu suddenly took out a golden talisman from her bosom and slapped it on the boulder, and all the breath of the boulder was sealed, which was a suppression talisman. Qing Yang over there had already taken back the hand that was inserted in the blood box.

With a wave of his hand, a spiritual light shrouded the boulder, and the boulder rose from the ground, and at the same time as the boulder flew up, the happy girl and the crying father who were standing next to the boulder also turned around and disappeared into the forest.

In the distance, there were two foxes lying under the bushes, one of them was a big black fox and a small silver fox.

The big black fox looked at Qingyang and the others who were flying away, and couldn't help but say yearningly: "If only one day I had such a great supernatural power, even that blood demon was taken away by them so easily." ”

The little silver fox blinked his eyes and looked at his brother and said, "Brother, I think that if we want to cultivate great supernatural powers, we must first drive away the big evil man hiding in the rice field, he is the biggest obstacle on our cultivation path." ”