In an unknown strange mountain, there is a bend in the clear stream through the trees, circling several times, from the top of the mountain straight into a small pool. The water is cold, but the pool is full of steam, and from time to time a large string of bubbles gushes out of the bottom of the pool, which looks like it is almost boiling.

In this puddle of boiling water, two people were soaked, and they didn't care about the boiling soup that was enough to cook meat and vegetables.

Dong Shou was unusually handsome, with black hair scattered over his shoulders, and his figure was almost perfect, but his skin was crisscrossed with dozens of wounds of various sizes, two of which were transparent from front to back, and actually penetrated his chest. This man was in the clouds in Chu Han, his face was heavy at the moment, obviously there was something undecided in his heart, and he mechanically held the water in his hand and kept pouring it on the wound. The wounds on his body have long ceased to bleed, and strips of white flesh have been turned out, and wisps of white smoke will come out as soon as the pool of water is poured on it, and after the smoke clears, a little new flesh will be born from the wounds everywhere.

This Hongtan water has been put into a secret medicine and turned into a pool of five-turn gold liquid soup, which is the secret method of healing injuries in the clouds.

The west head of the waterhole is soaked in rocks, and she only wears an undergarment, which can hide her body. In the pool water, her skin was extremely white and bright, even if the mist was misty, it could not hide the exposed snow white.

Shi Ji's body was also scarred, obviously after a vicious battle, especially there was a deep bone-visible wound on the front chest, more than a foot long, from the left shoulder, straight into the underwear in the middle of the chest, I don't know how long. Shi Ji's injuries are healing rapidly, although her Taoism is not as strong as Chu Han, but her physique is special, and she recovers much faster than Chu Han.

"I really don't understand, what are you hesitating about?" Shi Ji said softly while cleaning his body: "Do you really plan to protect Ji Ruochen like this all the way according to what she said? If it weren't for Uncle Wulan suddenly coming down the mountain this time, our lives would have been in Luoyang." Isn't that enough?"

Chu Han stared at the rippling water waves, without saying a word, still washing his body mechanically.

Shi Ji swam over from the other end of the pool, stopped behind Chu Han, gently stroked his back muscles with both hands, and said, "I heard that as soon as the matter in Luoyang is over, the Daode Sect is about to come to the door to propose marriage." And it is rumored that it is a handwritten appointment post of Ziwei real person, and Ziyang real person personally led all the veins and real people to climb the mountain gate. This glory, that's the extreme......"

Chu Han's back muscles twitched slightly, and the wound that had been gradually healing oozing thin beads of blood again.

Shi Ji wiped a bead of blood with his fingertips, put it on the tip of his bright red tongue, savored it, a smile rose on the corner of his lips, and said in Chu Han's ear: "Also, what is the origin of this Ji Ruochen, why is Gu Qing willing to make a promise to him as soon as he sees him? Now that so many people know about it, then his ten ** is not an immortal. But there must be something mysterious in his origin. Among them, a few real people in the Daode Sect know about it, and a few masters and ancestors of my sect should also know it, and Gu Qing will not be unaware. But do you know? Although several masters have recommended you as the best candidate for the next head, why don't you know anything about this kind of big thing?"

Shi Ji wrapped his arms around Chu Han's shoulders, and the whole person was attached to Chu Han's back, and said, "Are you ...... Do you really want to watch them spend candles in the cave room and double cultivate together?"

With a bang, a pool of water suddenly rose into the sky and evaporated cleanly in the air.

Chu Han stood up, waved his hand, and the clothes flew from a few feet away. He calmly got dressed, and then walked forward.

Shi Ji shouted behind him, "Where are you going!

Chu Han didn't stop, didn't look back, and said calmly: "No matter what she does to me, what I promised her will always be done." ”

Shi Ji stood in the empty waterhole, and he paused angrily. She was annoyed for a moment, then suddenly smiled again, grabbed her clothes, and chased after Chu Han.

A few days later, the true people of the Daode Sect had returned to Xixuan Mountain with all their disciples. Different from the high-spirited when leaving the mountain, when returning to the mountain, everyone held their breath and was silent. Four Taoist priests carried an ebony box, covered with black brocade, and stepped into the main hall of morality step by step along the long steps of green jade. The person sleeping in the wooden box was Zhang Jingxiao, the head of Taixuan Peak and one of the eight veins of real people.

Ziyang and Zhu Zhenren walked at the end of the team, neither of them flew with their qi, but walked up the mountain step by step like ordinary disciples. **Lan Xing is among real people, silent, only a little pale.

On this day, the bell of the Taishang Daode Palace for the evening class rang only once.

The entire Taishang Daode Palace was quiet, and when some disciples passed by, they just glanced at each other.

At night, all the real people gathered in the Sanqing Hall to discuss matters, and this time ** Lan also sat in the hall.

On Mogan Peak, the clouds are thick, there are no stars, and the moon is not visible.

**Lan reshaped his appearance, got up and saluted Ziyang Zhenren, and said: "The matter has come to this point, please also ask Ziyang Zhenren to focus on the overall situation of the whole sect." The body of the husband is buried on Taixuan Peak. I have made up my mind, and I ask Ziyang to fulfill it!"

Ziyang looked at the ** Lan with a calm face, stroked his beard and muttered for a long time, and said: "Let me think about this matter again, you go back to Taixuan Palace to rest first, Jingxiao's real body is first placed in the blue water and cold pool, so as to avoid the pain of heat and dampness." ”

**Lan gave a salute to the real people and left the temple.

On that day, Jingxiao Zhenren was attacked and fell, and all the real people immediately noticed it, and Ziyang Zhenren immediately gave up tracking the Shenzhou Qi Luck Map, moved the Star Imperial Heaven Great Array, and protected Jingxiao's real body. Fortunately, the other cultivators were greedy for treasures, and most of them chased after the Shenzhou Qi Luck Map, but they failed to take the opportunity to kill the killer.

After inspecting Jingxiao Zhenren's injuries, all of them looked solemn. This sword is fierce and ruthless, and the cultivation of the person who started it is extremely high, and under one sword, Jingxiao's real qi machine is broken, and the three souls and seven spirits are also catalyzed. Jing Xiao Zhenren only relied on his cultivation to be profound, so that he could keep a little Yuan Shen alive.

**Lan Xiuwei is not much different from the real people of Zhumai, and after seeing Jing Xiao's injury, he already knows it. The real people of the Daode Sect work together, and then consume five different treasures of the Zhenzong, or they can save Jingxiao. But even if he has the skill to return to heaven, Zhang Jingxiao must have lost all his Taoism and deeds, and he will become a mortal from then on. In the battle of Luoyang, the Daode Sect made a lot of enemies, and at this time, if you want the real people to do a lot of damage, you may not be able to save Jingxiao, which is really a little bit of a big loss. Moreover, in the future, it is inevitable that the real people will be injured, and the five treasures that must be used to rescue Jingxiao can save at least two dying real people.

Shicai Ziyang Zhenren and **Lan have been fighting for a long time about Jingxiao Zhenren, Ziyang wants to save it, **Lan resolutely refuses to allow it. At this time, although Lan had left, the real people were still silent. Logically, it is natural to save Jingxiao, but it should not be like this in the overall situation. It is so difficult to weigh the two sides, no matter what choice is made. Unconsciously, all the real people looked at Ziyang Zhenren.

Ziyang Zhenren's eyebrows tightened, and he only said that he would postpone and then discuss, and the real people dispersed.

Ziyang sat alone in the hall, pondered for a moment, got up and went to the back mountain, and after a short time, he had climbed the main peak of the back mountain and stood in a lonely pine hall. The temple is simple and neat, with only an altar, an offering and a cushion. There is a portrait of Guangchengzi's patriarch hanging on the altar, a pair of incense candles on the table, an incense tripod, and a small bronze bell.

Ziyang Zhenren added a pillar of incense to the incense ding, worshiped the Guangcheng patriarch, and then took the copper mallet, struck three times on the bell, and sat down cross-legged on the seat cushion.

After a while, a small person more than a foot tall appeared in the cigarette curling on the case, looking at the clothes, it was Ziwei real person. This is the body outside the body of Ziwei Zhenren's Yunshen, so as to appear in order to have a dialogue with Ziyang Zhenren. At this time, Ziwei Zhenren had almost ascended, and the true body was hidden thousands of feet deep under this wooden hall, until the moment of ascension, and it would never go out again. This kind of death level is the extremely high realm of the Jade Halal Technique, and if it is broken through and ascended, the rank of the immortal class is not low. However, although this death pass is not disturbed by external objects, it must be alone to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation Heart Demon, and the danger is even more dangerous than the ordinary ascension.

Ziyang said slowly: "Disturb the Sect Qingxiu, I came here this time for Jingxiao's business." ”

Ziwei closed her eyes and was silent, and after a while, her eyes opened, and she said, "Jingxiao can be saved, but he can't keep his Taoism." What does Senior Brother think?"

Ziyang stroked his beard and said, "Be saved." ”

Ziwei nodded and said, "In this way, Jingxiao still has the hope of returning to reincarnation and immortalizing spiritual consciousness. It's just that when the world comes, there will be chaos, and all kinds of demons and foreign enemies will be born one after another. Second, I have seen the sunrise of the Purple Mansion recently, and the smoke in the Huating is nearer than expected. I think that within three years, I will be gone. At that time, the senior brother must defend against all enemies on the outside, and he must have solid muscles and bones inside, if he loses these five treasures, the senior brother can cope with it?"

Ziyang said slowly: "The avenue seeks to be in the sky." Anyway, all calamities are coming, and whether there are these five treasures or not, it is impossible to determine the overall situation. If our sect has to rely on things outside the body such as the Five Treasures to survive this troubled era, how can the Dao system be passed down for 3,000 years?"

Ziwei waved her hand, and a dark blue pigeon-egg-sized orb appeared in front of Ziyang Zhenren. The color of the jewel is dark blue, the inside is like its own heaven and earth, the upper is the night sky, the lower is the vast sea, look at it carefully, there is a bright moon hanging low in the sea.

Ziwei said: "With this blue sea and moon pearl, when you can save Jingxiao's life, you don't have to use those five treasures." ”

Ziyang frowned, and said, "But the master of the sect still wants to use this bead to resolve the heavenly tribulation, if he misses the ascension, then how can it be good?"

Zi smiled slightly: "Senior brother, how can I not see through it, if I have to rely on this bead to be able to dissolve the calamity, then I shouldn't have this fruit of ascension." ”

Ziyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "In this way, I am persistent." ”

Ziwei asked again: "Ruochen, this child, what are you going to do with it?"

Ziyang pondered for a moment and said, "My sect can tolerate the world, how can it not tolerate him?" This kid is resolute, but he is a little too persistent. How can he be easily cut off by the inextricable fate of his sect and my sect? Let him walk around the four directions first, and it won't be long before Ruochen will come back. I sent men to take care of him secretly. ”

Ziwei nodded, and the figure slowly disappeared. Ziyang Zhenren took the blue sea and moon pearl and went out of the palace.

Dongbi Mountain is located in the territory of Luzhou, Henan Province, the mountain is not high, but it is quiet and far-reaching, and there is no cave. On the side of a stream on the top of the mountain, Ji Ruochen was sitting upright on a protruding rock, and repeatedly looked at the piece of thing that the shopkeeper gave him that was more than a foot round and shaped like fish scales for a long time, and repeatedly tried it with the true yuan aura, but he couldn't see any mystery. He finally sighed and put this piece of matter into his Xuanxin wrench.

Ji Ruochen had been walking alone in the mountains for several days, spending an hour or two every day studying this thing, but he had never found anything. But no matter how dull Ji Ruochen is, so far he knows that the shopkeeper and his wife are by no means very human, and the things they solemnly stuff into themselves must be extraordinary, but they are humble and short-sighted, and they can't find the mystery now. But Ji Ruochen is not in a hurry, anyway, there is time at the moment, study it slowly, and one day he will understand.

Recalling the days when I worked tirelessly every day on Xixuan Mountain, just to increase my Taoism and read a few more pages of Taoism, it was like a lifetime away.

Even if the real people are tolerant and can forgive him for the mistake of pretending to be an immortal, but Ji Ruochen has already used the method of entering the fate of the fierce star twice in a row, how can he still have the hope of ascending? The hard work of the eight-vein real person, the countless magic weapons and medicinal materials that have been consumed in the past five years, how should he be calculated? Although he also had to do it as a last resort, firstly, all the real people may not think like that, and secondly, he is alone, carrying a heavy treasure down the mountain to experience, he is simply a sheep that is too fat to be fat. At that time, I thought that there was nothing, but how could so many people know the news and wait for them on the way?

Thinking about it carefully, Ji Ruochen already faintly felt that something was wrong.

Ji Ruochen took out another piece of jade Jane, looked at it for a long time, and sighed lightly. Since I got this piece of jadeite, I haven't had time to study it, so how can I have time to supervise the cultivation of Tsing Yi?

Come to think of it, the gentle and quiet little demon in Tsing Yi has returned to the Endless Sea at this moment, right?

This jade slip contains many methods, but there is no direction of the endless sea in it. He just wanted to find Tsing Yi, but there was no way out.

At this time, since he didn't want to go back to Daode Sect for a while, Ji Ruochen was suddenly at a loss, and then he realized that although the world was big, he didn't know where to go.

Maybe it's fate that should be bumpy, since he can remember, Ji Ruochen hasn't had a few quiet days, and now it's like this.

He slowly stood up, staring at the valley below.

A wide stream at the bottom of the valley flows quietly, no deeper than the knee, and the stones at the bottom of the stream are all pale yellow, reflecting each other with the lush mountains and forests on both sides.

At the end of the valley, a man is coming out. He turned around leisurely and looked at Ji Ruochen. Although they were far away, Ji Ruochen could still see the faint sneer on his face.

It's the wind.

Ji Ruochen had no sadness or joy on his face, stretched out his right hand and made a move, and a small tree next to him flew out of the ground, took off its branches and leaves in the air, and when it fell into Ji Ruochen's hands, it had become a three-foot short stick.

His stick pointed diagonally at the ground, high and down, standing as steady as Mount Tai.

Yin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face was gone.

The scene in front of him was so familiar, but Yinfeng couldn't remember where he had seen it. A sharp pain that had not been seen for a long time suddenly crossed his mind, and Yin Feng only frowned in pain, and closed his eyes involuntarily.

When Yin Feng's eyes opened again, there was no pain in his eyes, only Sen Han's killing intent! Although he could never remember where or when he had seen a similar scene, he finally remembered something.

This person should be punished.

Yin Feng's eyes lit up, and he walked towards Ji Ruochen.

At this time, ten miles away, on the top of the cliff, Gu Qing stood against the wind, and let the mountain wind mess up her green silk and dress. She stood with her hands in her hands, the ancient sword sheathed in her hand.

It's just that those slender hands are as pale as paper.