"Good dancing red sleeves martyrdom day, when the ten zhang demon blade extinguishes the soul, the anger burns for nine days, and the husband and wife gather in the Yellow Spring......" The loud and generous voice caused the entire hall to echo for a while, the speaker was an extremely majestic old man, wearing an earthy yellow robe, and his long earthy yellow hair was scattered on his shoulders at will, he frowned and stared at the inscription on the stone wall, the earthy yellow pupils seemed to be bottomless, and it could be seen that a whirlpool was entangled in it.

Behind him stood three people, each with its own characteristics: the old man in green clothes closest to him was thin and slender, there was no wind in the hall, but his robe floated freely and comfortably as if bathed in the spring breeze, his cyan pupils were ethereal like distant stars, and the most strange thing was that he still had a narrow eye on his forehead, but at the moment it was closed.

The middle-aged man near the left of the old man in Tsing Yi can be described as a flame, his face is like a heavy jujube, his long red hair, long eyebrows and even his robe are all composed of flames, and even his eyes are also two beating flames, and around him, the air is distorted by the high temperature.

A foot behind the flame man, there was a woman, wearing a white gown that could not hide her graceful figure, like a waterfall almost hanging to the ground, but unfortunately, most of her face was covered by a white silk scarf, which made it impossible to see the delicate face, but the pair of dark blue eyes that were revealed shimmered with a vast and deep brilliance like the sea.

"Second Senior Brother, is it really him, but according to the patriarch, he has died in the Demon Punishment Array back then, and his soul is scattered, how can he be resurrected?" The voice of the old man in Tsing Yi was clear, as light and elegant as the wind.

"Hmph!" The flame man waved his fist heavily, the flames all over his body soared, and the temperature in the hall immediately increased several times: "It doesn't matter if he is true or not, whether he is a demon or a demon, let's kill one if one comes, and kill a pair when two come, the current human fairy world is not as weak as it was back then!"

"Not back then?!" The old man in yellow turned around and stared at the flame man, and waves of pale yellow earth spirits spread out around him, filling the entire hall in an instant, and also pressed back the surging flames of the flame man: "People were a few figures in the demon world back then, even the Xuan Immortals of the Nine Heavens did not dare to take the dignified Demon Venerable of his edge lightly, you - a small immortal in the human fairy world, but the middle level of the cave and seclusion, not even a heavy heaven immortal, you say, are you enough for someone to pinch a little finger?"

"Senior brother's lesson is extreme, extreme. The flame man nodded again and again, he seemed to be very afraid of the old man in yellow, and was reprimanded by him, his arrogance suddenly stopped, and he hurriedly concentrated on admiring the mural in front of him, it seemed that this mural had countless beautiful scenery, and it seemed that this mural was a superb immortal trick, which made him take it away.

"Five years ago, the Shushan Immortal Sect once passed a book for thousands of miles, saying that there were monsters in Qin and Zhao, and I sent disciples to investigate, but they didn't find anything, and those monsters disappeared mysteriously, this time...... Could it be that those monsters are bluffing and have other plans......" The old man in Tsing Yi muttered.

"I don't think so. The voice of the woman in white was as gentle as water: "Each paragraph of this poem ends with a day and an hour, and the four paragraphs are the days and days, which shows that the person who writes the poem is tormented by this hatred every day and every day, and this kind of mood is not something that those low-level monsters can make up out of thin air, I just don't understand, with the cultivation of the legendary Chonglou Demon Venerable, why hide your head and show your tail...... However, if it is really the Demon Venerable of Chonglou, I really admire it, back then I dared to rush to the crown and destroy countless souls for love, but after many years, I still dare to sacrifice my life to point at the entire fairy world, this kind of dedication, this kind of spirit, there are a few people in the sky and on the ground who can ......" said and said, her beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance.

The old man in Tsing Yi hurriedly waved his sleeves and used the immortal trick to ban the entire hall, and Fang Zhengse said to the woman in white: "Senior sister, don't mention this again, fortunately, it only enters the ears of you and my senior brothers and sisters. ”

The woman in white also knew that her words had violated the taboo of the fairy family, so she bowed her head and gave her a service to the old man in Tsing Yi, so she stood silently and did not speak.

The main hall fell silent for a while, and the four of them either stared at the stone wall or thought about their thoughts.

After a long time, the old man in yellow opened his mouth and said: "You don't have to worry too much, even if it is really a heavy building demon venerable, I think that battle a thousand years ago, he was also seriously injured, otherwise he would not hide his head and tail like this, if it is just those little monsters, it will be even less afraid." After I pass this matter to the court, we only need to strengthen our vigilance, and the senior brother will return from the court in a few days, and then everything will be up to him. ”

"Yes, brother. ”

The old man in yellow explained some miscellaneous things and left, and the old man in green and the flame man chatted for a few words, and then they each used their immortal tricks to escape, but the woman in white stared at the stone wall silently for a long time, only to hear her whisper softly: "Nine Heavens Divine Blade Hundred Refining Body, Yao Palace Imperial Sword Battle Demon Venerable, Chong Xuan Xuan Jian is only affectionate, and a few people know about Huangquan." When the red sleeves of the good dance died, when the three-foot demon blade destroyed the soul, the anger burned out for nine days, and the husband and wife gathered in Huangquan...... Even if it is as strong as the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal and the Demon Realm Demon Venerable, they can't get rid of the difficulty of the love calamity, we are waiting to find the avenue and seek immortal immortality, where is the meaning......"

Ye Tian and Moon Shadow hurriedly slipped out of the Chengtian Domain, and Moon Shadow left silently. Ye Tian took his faint head, found a random place in the mountains, and fell asleep in the dark.

The dreams he had were also messy, one moment was the comfortable years in the Kuocang Mountain, one moment was the barbecue and fight with Gongzi Shen, the other time was the deification sword breaking through the nine heavens, and the other time was in the battle of the immortals and demons, feeling the endless blood and fighting...... If it weren't for a ray of sunlight shining through the branches and leaves on the top of his eyelids and stabbing him awake, he would have slept at least three strokes on the moon.

As soon as Ye Tian looked at the sun, he knew that it was three o'clock in the morning, and he didn't care about the barbecue at noon, so he pulled his legs and ran to Zaihouzhiyuan.

The hara-bearing plain is still the same. The young Kunlun Zaihou disciples were divided into groups, either practicing swords or cultivating immortal techniques. In today's immortal world in the world, there is no such thing as swordsmanship, and practicing swordsmanship is just for the low-level disciples of various immortal sects to strengthen their bodies, so the rot of Kunlun swordsmanship is a pile of shit in Ye Tian's eyes.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the Plains of Zaihou, Ye Tian saw at a glance that the drunken old man was looking at the stone statue, and the big stick mallet was standing behind him with excitement on his face.

This is the first time in half a month that Ye Tian has seen Drunken Lao Dao.

The drunk old man nodded to Ye Tian from afar, explained a few words to the big stick mallet, and staggered into the crowd.

Gongzi Shen's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Ye Tian, he ran over with a shout, could he not be surprised? In the five years since he knew Ye Tian, this was the first time he had not come to irrigate on time.

When a few Qin Tuan disciples saw Ye Tian, they also ran over with buckets on their shoulders, chattering around Ye Tian and asking questions. The days of Kunlun cultivating immortals are too monotonous and boring, before they met Ye Tian, fighting with other groups can be said to be their only way of entertainment, since Ye Tian came, not only the quality of the fight has made a significant leap, but also several more powerful entertainment items, such as barbecue on a moonlit night, such as ......

Now, Ye Tian seems to be their spiritual leader, and his life is ......

How could Ye Tian say in public that he had gone to the Kunlun Forbidden Land "Chengtian Domain", and casually found a reason to fool him.

Hey, where's Ajah? Ye Tian didn't see the figure of his sworn friend Aja, so he asked.

Childe Shen replied: Aja's cousin seems to have something to do with him. It turned out that Aja only learned from the letter of the clan a few years ago that the cousin of his clan was accepted into the door by Kunlun Yuanzeting by chance. This legendary cousin Aja is said to be as beautiful as a fairy, and the subtle Aja has revealed many times in words and admires her.

Of course, the self-proclaimed well-informed Gongzi Shen and others were deeply skeptical of Aja's aesthetic standards.

In the end, Gongzi Shen squeezed his eyebrows and said his thoughts with a sneer: his master didn't know what happened all day, and it was even more impossible to appear at night, he hoped that Ye Tian would arrange tonight's "life" well.

Ye Tian readily agreed. After getting along for the past five years, Ye Tian has really regarded these Qin Tuan disciples as friends, although these children are all noble children, but everyone has some sad stories behind them, for example, he was originally the son of the Hou of Longxi of Qin State, but his mother died early, and the mother clan was suppressed day by day, if it weren't for his uncle who spent a lot of gold and silver to send him to the Kunlun Immortal Sect, he was afraid that he would have been killed by those brothers and the shili behind them. Just imagine, among the countries of Shenzhou, there are a few noble sons who will take the initiative to give up the power of the hot princes, and worship the immortal sect, pursuing the ethereal and ethereal path of immortality that may not be successful.

Seeking immortal immortality is such a rebellious thing, and it doesn't work just by throwing money.

Although these children are not very old, Ye Tian can clearly feel the blood surging in their chests, the passion that bursts out, this is a feeling that only a man can experience.

Therefore, Ye Tian recognized them as friends.

Time flies, and the night falls on the mountains of Kunlun, Ye Tian put the bucket neatly, and then ran towards his hut. Tonight, he promised Gongzi Shen that they would arrange a "life", of course, they had to prepare enough, those salts and seasoned mountain fruits, mountain mushrooms, etc., must be brought enough.

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