Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

When everyone at the banquet saw the visitors, their expressions all changed: "Huan Mandala?"

Some people were surprised, some frowned. Wasn't Huan Mandala dead when he went to Yixiantian to gather herbs? Why was it still alive? What happened to her cultivation base?

"Yes." Huan Mantu quietly looked at the people inside, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pat the main position, "I'm sorry, I'm still alive."

A black air rushed out from the palm of Huan Mandala, and the black mist entangled into an evil dragon, roaring and rushing upwards, wherever he went, people turned their backs on their backs. Mu Yungui stood on the tree, looking at the scene inside Huan's house from a distance. She was surprised when she saw the evil dragon: "Four stars are so powerful?"

Jiang Shaocai shook his head: "It's already a lot younger. She was forcibly piled up by sorcery, and her cultivation is very virtual. Her current actual combat effectiveness is probably about the same as that of Samsung."

Mu Yungui still sighed, even Samsung was shocked enough. Sure enough, the high-ranking monk and the one-star monk were completely two worlds.

Huan Mandala suddenly attacked, and even the four stars piled up were enough for Huan's family to drink a pot. Huan Mandala approached step by step, and the new lady was shivering while holding her son. When she saw Huan Mandala, she shivered and shook her head: "I don't know anything, don't kill me!"

Huan Mandala leaned over, his sharp nails ran across the new lady's face, and finally hooked the child's collar, and picked up their baby boy. The new lady was so frightened that she crawled towards the Huan Mandala in embarrassment, kowtow and begged for mercy: "Miss, I am wrong, I shouldn't count you. Please let Baier go, he is just a child!"

When Huan Zhilin saw Huan Mantu grabbing Huan Yuanbai, his expression changed: "Ni Nu, what are you going to do!"

Huan Mandala's fingertips are drawn along Huan Yuanbai's neck, and the black energy is lingering on the fingertips, looking gloomy and ominous. Huan Yuanbai was scared to tears, and everyone inside and outside was staring at Huan Mandala nervously, for fear that Huan Mandala would pierce the child's throat in the next second.

Huan Mantu giggled when she found that many people were planning to attack her. Everyone was facing a big enemy, but she relaxed as promised: "This is the heir you chose? It's normal, I don't think it is special. Just because he is a man, should he be the heir of the Huan family?"

After Huan Manda finished speaking, he suddenly let go of his hand, and swiftly attacked Huan Zhilin: "Is he worthy?"

Huan Yuanbai cried and fell to the ground, and the new lady, like a pardon, crawled to catch Huan Yuanbai and hugged him tightly. Huan Mandala's pale five fingers had already forced him in front of Huan Zhilin, and he was about to pierce Huan Zhilin's heart, but was blocked by a white light.

Rong Jie stood by, bowed his head and coughed. He seemed to be seriously injured, and his blood was deficient, but he still maintained the mask firmly, not allowing Huan Mandala to move forward. He swallowed his cough, raised his head, and said to Huan Mandala: "He is your father, don't be rude."

After two years, Huan Mandala saw him again. But this time, she looked at this face that once liked the whole youth, and her heart no longer fluctuated.

He is still so high, standing on a moral high point and accusing her. However, she didn't see him when she fell into the cliff, and she didn't see him when she was desperate to die. She didn't see him when she wanted to get revenge. What right does he have to say that she is rebellious?

Huan Mantu sneered, palm strength increased, and Hei Mist moved forward for a long time: "Who are you, why are you pointing me?"

Rong Yan's face turned paler, and he pressed his thin lips hard to support the enchantment: "Parents whose bodies are affected by hair and skin, don't do things that you will regret later."

Huan Mantu laughed, but she was really noble, and she had been teaching her until this time. Huan Mandala's other hand slammed a black mist, the black mist bypassed the barrier, and hit Rong Yan's chest hard. Rong Jie vomited blood and fell to the ground with a loss of strength.

Huan Xuejin was protected by everyone and hid behind. She saw this scene and said angrily: "You unexpectedly attacked!"

Huan Mandala had endured her a long time ago, and now Huan Xuejin was talking, and Huan Mandala condensed a black claw along the way, and turned and threw it towards Huan Xuejin. Huan Mandala is four stars even if it is piled up, which is many times higher than Huan Xuejin. Huan Xuejin's eyes dilated, and he threw the magic weapon out like money, but the precious magic weapon instantly shattered into powder. The black claws are huge and gloomy, like the hands of the gods, they can pinch the ant Huan Xuejin to death without any effort. Huan Xuejin watched as the black mist approached, and she felt very clearly what it means to be a man with a knife and a fish.

Huan Xuejin already felt the murderous aura, and when the black mist was about to engulf Huan Xuejin, a white sword flashed across the courtyard. A man holds a sword and stands in front of the black mist. The black mist is huge, but the man is long and thin, and the contrast is very different. But he relied on a man and a sword to block the raging black claws.

Huan Xuejin flew out after being swept by the black mist, smashed into the banquet in embarrassment, spilling drinks and dishes all over. She leaned on her chest to get up, wow, vomiting blood. She raised her head and looked forward with her mouth full of blood: "Cousin!"

Huan Mandala was not surprised that Rong Yan was able to stop her attack, on the contrary, she was a little strange. As early as when she and Rong Jie got married, Yincheng had a legend that Rong Jie was going to be promoted to three stars. Now that so many years have passed, why is he still a two-star?

Rong Yan's face was white with no blood on his lips. He looked straight at Huan Mandala and said, "Rong Jia's sorry for you, I recognize it. It has nothing to do with other people."

When Huan Mandala heard it, he smiled immediately. Condescendingly, she slowly walked down from the high hall: "Your cousins ​​are really affectionate. You protected her ten years ago, and now you have married each other, you are still protecting her. Well, since you said you want Huan Xuejin's The account is on you, then we will calculate together how much the Rong family owes me."

"Back when I hosted a banquet at Huan's house, the new lady prescribed her medicine, but she pretended to be poisoned even though she was okay, and she lied to me to ambush me in the sky. Do you recognize this deal?"

There was a riot in the banquet hall. In the past, Huan Xuejin was given a nasty drug. Although the two families suppressed the news, everyone agreed that Huan Mandala did it. Later, Huan Mantu had a guilty conscience, went to the sky to gather medicine, and fell into the cliff, and everyone secretly scolded her for her deserved. Unexpectedly, what happened in Huan Mandala's mouth?

Rong Jie nodded: "The cousin left her as a teenager, and no one taught her. As a cousin, I should take full responsibility for her mistakes."

Rong Jie acknowledged this. There was an exclamation all around, and everyone looked at each other and could not speak.

Huan Xuejin looked at the straight back figure in front of him, and said sadly: "Cousin!"

With a smile on Huan Manda's lips, he continued to walk down: "Okay. As my husband, and she as my sister, the two of them are unclear about colluding, plotting the Lingxu Sword Art that I exchanged for my life. Embarrassed and murdered, do you recognize this deal?"

Rong Jie closed his eyes vigorously, then opened his eyes, and said calmly: "I am sorry for you. But my cousin and I always abide by the siblings' salute. It is my wolf ambition and nothing to do with my cousin's reputation."

"Up until now, you are still protecting her!" Huan Mandala shot out a mana in anger, Rong Yan did not hide, and blood kept on the corners of his mouth. Huan Mandala is really fed up with his posture. It is clear that the man who is doing the job is a male prostitute, but on the surface it is a breeze. Huan Mandala's five fingers formed into claws, and the black mist condensed into a long sword, which hung in her palm.

Huan Mandala stared at Rong Yan closely, his eyes filled with a dark tide, and his voice suppressed the tremor: "Then let's count the last stroke. After I fell into the sky, my eyes were blind and my right hand was severed. I depended on a genius doctor. Saved me. In order to obtain my Ling Xu sword art, Huan Xuejin instructed the Rong family to kidnap the genius doctor. His whereabouts are still unknown. Where is he?"

Rong Jie's lips trembled, and finally he calmly said: "Dead. But there is one thing you said wrong. It was not my cousin who instigated me."

Huan Mandala roared and pierced Rong Jie's heart with his sword forcefully. Huan Mandala's sword was condensed with magic power, but its lethality was not bad. Rong Yan stretched out his hand to hold the sword in front of him, and the blood on his fingers fell. He looked at Huan Mandala, and said: "I am wronged and the debtor is the owner. I do everything alone. Don't involve others."

When Huan Mantu heard it, he smiled ironically: "Do you think I will let you go? Do you think I still like you and are unwilling to kill you? Rong Jie, wake up, I didn't like you long ago. I’m already in love with someone else, and it’s over between us."

Rong Yan has been calm and calm since he came in from the Huan Mandala. He didn't change his face even after being pierced by the Huan Mandala, except that his face changed when he heard this sentence. His eyes were as dark as a cold night, and he said coldly: "I don't agree."

"It doesn't matter if you disagree with you." Huan Mantu retracted the sword, and the black mist melted into a gossip in her palm, turning bigger and bigger, and there were countless swords hovering faintly inside, "Once I fought for power, you blamed me for blocking the way; I Finally I want to retire, and you have to force me to do evil. Since he is dead, then none of you deserve to live. Give me all the funerals!"

Huan Mandala's four-star cultivation base is very high, but Rong Huan's family is not unanimous. While she was preparing the ultimate move, the Rong family took advantage of Huan Mandala's emotions and lost their defenses, and they all attacked and took away Huan Xuejin and Rong Yan.

Huan Zhilin also took the opportunity to escape. He took Huan Yuanbai away, but he didn't care about the new wife. The new lady fell to the ground, staring blankly at the palm of her hand, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Where is my son? I gave birth to a son. I am the mistress of the Huan family, no one can touch me! You return my son..."

The new lady is crazy. Huan Zhilin married three wives, one death, one divorce, one madness. Huan Zhilin ran away, but the huge Huan family's ancestral home couldn't. The rest of the people became more and more unable to compete with Huan Mandala. In the end, everyone knelt at the feet of Huan Mandala tremblingly and saluted her expert: "Participate Madam."

Huan Mandala does not allow people to call her the head of the house, but his wife. She placed a spiritual sign in her room, with no name and no surname on it, but she hugged her spiritual seat and lay together, just like a husband and wife. Everyone said that Huan Mandala was crazy, but a lunatic ruled Yincheng. She ruled the Huan family for ten years, during which time she only did two things.

One is to madly suppress the Rong family, sending people to chase and kill Huan Xuejin, Rong Liao, and Huan Zhilin day and night. The other is the seek resurrection technique, wanting to resurrect a person whom she doesn't even know the name.

When she met the genius doctor, her eyesight was blind and her cultivation was ruined. She was blind and dumb. She didn't know the other party's name, appearance, birthplace, or birth. She only knew that he was her husband.

However, yin and yang have different paths, separating life and death. Time and death are the fairest things, even gods can't control them, let alone a monk?

Mu Yungui looked rather embarrassed: "It's no wonder she was detained in a partial yard in the end. Is this how she went crazy?"

Jiang Shao resigned: "Who knows. Love and love are all vain. Since they are dead, why not look forward. Why do you want to make yourself like this for a vain thing?"

Mu Yungui shook his head, and reached out to catch the falling snow outside the wall. People are born with seven emotions and six desires, family, friendship, love, and children's affection throughout their lives. If you can break the relationship, you are no longer human.

The moment when Feixue fell on Mu Yungui's palm, her five fingers closed, the time and space changed dramatically. The use of violence to control violence will not go long after all. The ten-year tyranny of Huan Manda still ushered in a counterattack.

Huan Mandala probably also expected it. She made a deal with Xie Xiu, and the cultivation base was exchanged for her life. Over the years, she unscrupulously consumed mana, and every time she shot, she lost her life. Even without these people, she wouldn't be able to live long.

Huan Xuejin has fled for ten years, and now standing in front of Huan Mandala, he has become a resolute leader. Huan Xuejin raised his sword and pointed at Huan Mandala, and said coldly: "Huan Mandala, you have committed a crime, perversely, infidelity, today is your death date."

Huan Mandala leaned on the throne, his eyes swept down the hall, and he asked unhurriedly, "Are there just you? Where are Huan Zhilin and Rong Jie?"

"You are not worthy of the cousin's name!" Huan Xuejin got angry and violently attacked Huan Mandala, "He originally had a glorious life, and it was you who killed him! Witch, die."

Huan Mandala snorted and fell from the throne. Huan Xue Jin's sword wind swept to the throne, and the position of the majestic and magnificent patriarch, symbolizing supreme power, was instantly split in half. Huan Mandala was slightly surprised, how come? She practiced with sorcery. In the past ten years, her ability to reach this point is all due to shortening her life. How could a normal person practice faster than her?

Huan Xue Jin pressed on every step of the way, and soon pushed Huan Mandala to an end. The more Huan Manda fought against each other, the more surprised it became. What chance did Huan Xuejin hit in the past ten years? Why did he practice such a godly help? I'm afraid that only Jiang Ziyu can achieve such a speed of cultivation.

But Huan Xuejin could not be Jiang Ziyu. If she is a genius, she should be able to get ahead as soon as she comes into contact with monasticism. How could it be possible that the first twenty years were mediocre, and then suddenly her talents burst out? What's more, Huan Mandala gave Huan Xuejin the medicine to sever practice. After drinking for so many years, even a genius should be ruined, not to mention Huan Xuejin's own talent is not high.

But Huan Mandala has no chance to get an answer. She was unsurprisingly defeated by Huan Xuejin. Huan Xuejin was going to kill her, but she went to the sword mound and returned angrily to ask: "Poisonous woman, where are the Ling Xu sword art and the sword bone?"

The Huan mandala is long and scattered, and his body is full of wounds. She hung her head and smiled slowly: "Guess what?"

Huan Xuejin was enraged, and he was immediately sentenced to Huan Mandala, but when the whip was about to fall, a voice came from the door.

Huan Mandala slowly raised his head, but after ten years of absence, he lost a lot of it. Rong Yan stood at the door, looking at them quietly, not knowing whether he was watching Huan Xuejin or Huan Mandala: "Cousin, you promised me."

Huan Mantu didn't know what Rong Yan and Huan Xuejin had said. In the end, Huan Xuejin didn't really kill her, but instead kept her in the cold house. The courtyard is small and desolate, and it is very different from the former residence of Huan Mandala. Huan Xuejin stood in the yard, raised his chin, and said with a cold face, "Lingxu Sword Art and Nirvana Sword Bone are the treasures of the Huan family. If you are willing to hand over these two whereabouts, I will look at your hands and feet. In friendship, spare you for not dying."

"No." Huan Mandala closed the window, sitting in the room, and said gently, "I won't say it. You just kill me."

"You..." Huan Xuejin was furious, and put it down, he said, "Do you really think I dare not touch you? If it weren't for your cousin's face, you would have died thousands of times."

"Heh." Huan Mandala leaned against the window, and the sun shone through the edge of the window coldly on her face, "It has been ten years since you two have been outside. I'm afraid that you will have the reality of a husband and wife. Why be in front of me? Pretending to be a lover?"

Huan Xuejin was so angry that he walked two steps forward, as if being stopped by someone. Huan Mandala didn’t pay attention to the movements outside. She stared at the dust flying in the beam of light, and said casually: “Oh, maybe because I’m still his wife in name, he doesn’t want to wrong my cousin to be a concubine. There is no need to keep these names. In my heart, he has nothing to do with me a long time ago. I am married for the second time, so you can continue to marry."

There was a moment of silence outside the window, and a soft "let's go" came. It turned out that Rong Yan was also there, Huan Manda closed his eyes tiredly, and said to himself: "Lan Yinxuguo asked from the beginning, Yin is also sad, pinch is also sad, not as if he didn't know each other before."

"Congratulations, you got what you wished. I wish you two, the piano will be in harmony, and the white head will make a promise."

The footsteps outside paused, and then rustled away.

Huan Mandala leaned on the edge of the window, as if he was asleep, and dead again. On the back eaves, Mu Yungui put down the tiles, very puzzled: "She still has good eyes, why is she blind in the back?"

Jiang Shaocai shook his head. He looked at the edge of the dream and said: "The dream is almost over, and you may jump to the scene of Yincheng sinking at any time. There is nothing to see, let's go out."

Mu Yungui's eyes were clear, and he asked, "Aren't you always curious about why Yin City sank. The opportunity is right here, don't you see?"

Jiang Shaocai didn't speak, he covered Mu Yungui's ears and said, "Close your eyes."

The sinking of Yincheng was a nightmare for anyone. He could protect himself if he stayed, but Mu Yun could not return. The reason for the sinking was only a mere reason, and it was not worth Jiang Shaocai's risk. It was important to send Muyun back first.

The withdrawal of dreams is also a kind of space jump, which will produce a slight sense of dizziness. After the dizziness passed, Mu Yungui found that he was still standing in place. Huan Mandala was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his hands quietly placed on his abdomen, without moving the position, the water and light reflected on the wall, deserted and desolate.

Huan Mandala moved his eyebrows, as if he was about to wake up. Jiang Shaocai held Mu Yungui's hand and motioned her to go outside.

Mu Yungui understood, leaped out of the window lightly, and there was no sound of landing. After going out, Mu Yungui was finally able to speak normally. She looked at the unchanging ruins in front of her, and sighed: "Thirty years in the dream, reality is just a finger."

Such long tossing dreams did not have any effect on Jiang Shaoci. He scanned the surroundings, still focusing on the task: "She wanted something from her second husband, but at that time she was blind. Where can I find something? "

Mu Yungui thought for a while, and said, "Do you remember a sword?"

While at the bottom of the cliff, one day the genius doctor suddenly knocked down something, and Huan Manda accidentally ran into a sword while he was groping for the genius doctor. At that time, the genius doctor explained that this was left by his master before traveling, but in the follow-up Huan Mandala never saw the sword again. The furnishings of the wooden house at the bottom of the cliff are things used by ordinary people.

But this is also a problem. Mu Yungui frowned, wondering: "However, the sword and the genius doctor have disappeared together. It has been so long, where can I find that sword?"

Jiang Shaocai thought for a while, and suddenly said firmly: "I know where it is."

Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yun had been in the dream of Huan Mandala for so long, and now they knew the topography of the Huan family well. Mu Yungui carefully walked around the collapsed wooden frame, and asked strangely: "What are you doing in the treasure pavilion?"

Zangbao Pavilion contains treasures collected by the Huan family for thousands of years. It was not small in the earthquake, and half of the things were buried in the rubble. Jiang Shaocai didn't stop for those treasures, and walked straight to the innermost path. He knocked on the wall and suddenly pressed a stone brick.

Jiang Shaocai pressed his palm slightly, and after a while, the sound of the chain turning came from behind the stone wall. After a period of noisy, the wall opened a door, revealing the undamaged secret room inside.

The secret room is very small and can only accommodate two people to meditate. In the middle of the wooden table, there is a sword, which is silvery white and full of brilliance.

Jiang Shaocai stepped forward, held the sword with one hand, and said with a chuckle: "I am really here."

Mu Yungui also followed, she touched the sword with her fingertips, surprised: "That's it!"

Although they had limited vision and could not see the sword clearly in the dream, the cold touch at the time was no different from this sword. Jiang Shaocai took out the sword and looked at it, and said, "It's okay. It's been six thousand years, and it's not blunt at all."

It's probably very good to be judged by Jiang Shaoci as okay. Jiang Shaocai handed the sword to Mu Yungui and said, "Let's go, and listen to her last wish."

Mu Yungui didn't even react, he was stuffed with a sword in his hand. She was startled, holding the sword to catch up with Jiang Shaocai: "How do you know this sword is here?"

"Think about it, if you were a family member of Rong, where would you put the other party's property after eliminating the hidden danger?"

Mu Yun thought about it, too. It is not uncommon in the world of cultivating immortals to kill and win treasures. After a monk dies, his property becomes unowned by default, and anyone who sees it has a share. If the Rong family really killed the genius doctor, there is no reason not to take the spoils.

But Mu Yungui immediately thought of what was wrong: "No, he is a healer, why does he carry a sword with him?"

"Ask Huan Mandala." Jiang Shaocai had already walked to the space formation, clasped Mu Yungui, and said, "Get ready, it's over."

The space was distorted for a while, and when Mu Yungui saw it again, he was already standing in the small courtyard. Jiang Shaocai didn't hide his voice at all, and kicked open the door of Huan Mandala.

Mu Yungui followed behind, rather speechless: "Can you be more elegant?"

People are still sleeping, he kicks the door directly?

Jiang Shaocai didn't care, and strode inside: "She woke up a long time ago, so what do you do?"

Huan Mandala is indeed seated, and it seems to be waiting for them. Hearing the sound, Huan Mantu stood up from the couch. She used to show off to Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui. This time, she grabbed Jin and saluted Jiang Shaoci.

The movements of the Huan Mandala are very fast, and it is not very eye-catching to look at. She stood up and asked, "Can you two have good news?"

Mu Yun stepped forward and handed the sword in his hand to Huan Mandala: "Look at it, is it your husband's property."

Huan Mandala's fingertips touched the silver-white sword hilt, as if struck by lightning. She stroked the scabbard quickly and touched it over and over again, tears kept falling in her hollow eyes: "It's him. I remember this sword, it's something from his master."

Mu Yun returned silently, watching Huan Manda quietly and crying and laughing. Huan Mandala finally vented her emotions. She wiped away her tears, and solemnly bowed to Jiang Shaocai and Mu Yun, saying: "Thank you for the righteous deeds. Now I have my wish, and there is no meaning left in the world. I implore the two to be satisfied. My last wish is to kill Rong Jie."

Jiang Shao's eyebrows twitched: "Why should we promise you?"

"If things can be done, the Huan family's secret treasures Lingxu Sword Art and Nirvana Sword Bone, I'm willing to hand them over."

"Farting belongs to your family." Jiang Shaocai couldn't bear it, and cursed coldly, "What you have done, you know in your heart that the destruction of your family is your retribution. Now, you still want to use something that is not yours, Kong Glove white wolf?"

The Huan mandala stood out, staring at their direction blankly, and said: "The Lingxu Sword Art and the Nirvana Sword Bone should not be owned by the Huan family. The Huan family was blindfolded and paid a price for it. But. The concubine body is a layman, and the grievances of my dear relatives are hard to care after all. If the two can avenge me, I am willing to sacrifice the sword with my body and fall into the sword spirit, and be driven by the benefactor forever. The whereabouts of the Lingxu Sword Art and the Nirvana Sword Bone are also Give your hands to your benefactor."

Mu Yungui was taken aback, and gently stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Shaocai's words. Mu Yungui looked at Huan Mandala, unmoved: "Girl Huan, think twice. If you dissipate your grievances and reincarnate, you will have another life in the future, but if you become a sword spirit, you will live forever and never be freed."

"I know." Huan Mandala hugged the sword, whispering like a lover, inaudible, "Even if I reincarnated, I will no longer be me. Rather than forget it, I would rather stay with him forever."

"I hope the two will make it happen."