In the 100th year I traveled

In the main hall of Huasheng Xianzong's meeting, there was a commotion like a vegetable market in the world at this time. In the past, the heads and heads of the Immortal Sect were blushing and arguing endlessly. Xuanjizi, the organizer of Huasheng Xianzong, was even more worried Shaved a lot of beard.

Master, you said that you have become a feather, why do you have to take over this mess? Xuanjizi sighed in his heart several times, with tears flickering in his eyes.

It has been a long time since he took over the heavy burden of the entire Huasheng Immortal Gate 30 years ago.

It's no wonder that Xuanjizi sighed in his heart while sitting in a high position. Overnight, not only Huasheng Xianzong but also the disciples brought by various sects were more or less infected with an unknown poison, and their lives were in danger. Deming, a disciple of Xianzong, was seriously injured by the attack and his life was in critical condition.

Those who can come here are almost all the pillars representing the next generation of the sect. If anything happens, it will be a loss for the entire cultivation world.

"Everyone be quiet, first listen to what the Flower Valley Master has to say." Xuanjizi said, looking at the Flower Valley Master, hoping to hear his opinion.

Huahe of Yaoxian Valley, although he only has the cultivation base of Yuanying, his medical skills are unrivaled in the world. It is said that even the ancestors of the crossing catastrophe period once sought medical treatment from him, which can be called the No. 1 medical practice today.

Like all medical practitioners, Huahe always has a scent of herbs on her body. Her hair is scrupulously pulled up and fixed with a wooden hairpin. The red robes of Yaoxiangu's uniform standard are only purple in order to show the difference. The dark lines are finely outlined. In terms of appearance, Huahe looks relatively ordinary, but for no reason it gives off a sense of faith. Now, he is watched by all the people in the hall, and the pressure instantly increases.

Huahe calmed down and said: "According to my diagnosis, most of the disciples are not in danger for the time being, but they are unable to use their spiritual power and are completely weak."

Qin Feng frowned: "May I ask what it means that the owner of the valley is not in danger for the time being!" This time he also came to Qingcheng Mountain with many disciples, and there were quite a few of them in that situation.

Huahe paused, it was time to come, and it will come, and said with determination: "The temporary meaning is that we can't drag on any longer, although I don't know the specific structure of this poison, but according to my observation, this poison will It keeps devouring the lifespan of the cultivator, and the contagion is extremely strong, it is suspected that there was a kind of demonic poison called Wannian thousands of years ago."

As soon as this remark came out, most people panicked and expressed their opinions one after another, believing in Huahe's diagnosis result.

In fact, Huahe's face is calm, and he keeps smiling bitterly in his heart. Even if this poison can be cured in the end, the lifespan of those disciples is estimated to be almost depleted, and there is no hope for them to pursue the Dao. People can understand, who will come after a thousand years.

"The poison of the demon world, it is possible that people from the demon race have mixed into this cultivation ceremony."

"Those demonic wolf ambitions have coveted our cultivation world for a long time. Could it be a declaration of war this time?"

"This method is indeed a little mouse that can only live in the dark."

Xuanjizi felt a headache. This time the incident happened in Huasheng Xianzong, they could not escape the blame, the influx of demons, the poison of dying years, the chaos of the same sect... If it doesn't work, he can only...

"Everyone, be quiet first." Xuanjizi secretly used methods such as the Buddhist lion's roar, "Now, please go back and carefully count the number of people and check the disciples. Maybe some of us have already been taken away. This is about cultivation. Be cautious about major events in the world."

Qin Feng nodded: "But if you can't understand the poison of dying years..."

Xuanjizi: "I will ask an elder who is in retreat in the master's school to take action. He should have a way to cure the poison of dying years."

"Then the lives of my disciples will be handed over to the sect master." Everyone responded one after another. They were confused for a day, and it was no less than a blow to the foundation of each sect.

The head of Xuyang has been silent all the time, and when everyone was talking, he quietly came to Huahe's side.

"Master Huagu, how is my disciple Deming?" After only half a day, the head of Xuyang, who used to be vigorous and powerful, weakened like a different person.

Huahe: "Thanks to Daoist Xuyang, you used the resurrection grass to hang his life in time. The body is safe for the time being, but the soul was wounded by unknown means."

The leader of Xu Yang said tremblingly: "Master Gu, is there any way?"

Huahe: "Fellow daoist, don't worry too much, Tianxing... the soul restoration method of the Daoist Association is restoring the soul of nephew Deming." For some reason, Huahe revealed a deep disgust when talking about Qiuxing .

Master Xuyang heaved a sigh of relief: "I hope everything goes well." Qiongshan's soul restoration method is known as the best in the cultivation world, and as the only disciple of Yuanxi Shengjun, Qiuxing will not disappoint no matter what he thinks.

However, it was a surprise that Qiu Xing was willing to make a move, probably because of Qi Bai's reasons, and he still owed Qi Bai in the end.

The sound of the flowing zither echoed in a secret room, and the slender fingers played with the strings. The player seemed to have completely merged with the guqin in his hand. Normal in a dream.

Autumn Xing has been playing for more than three hours. After Xuyang sent Deming to Huahe, he got the news and rushed over. After learning that Deming's soul was damaged, the sound of the piano never stopped. Pass.

The Qiongtian seal on his forehead was like a charm, which suppressed his restless heart at all times, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the performance.

Wang Yijian leaned against the door to protect Qiuxing. At this time, as a spellcaster, Qiuxing must not be disturbed at all. The method of restoring the soul is mysterious, but the caster also has to bear a lot of risks.

Like a standing pine tree, Wang Yijian has the unique characteristics of a swordsman. Even when everyone is arguing endlessly, his state of mind is still as calm as a lake.

"Senior." Qi Bai also leaned against the door, closed his eyes and listened carefully to the wonderful music.

Wang Yijian was not good at talking at all, when he saw Qi Bai calling him, he turned his head in doubt.

Qi Bai smiled, which made people feel good: "Dare to ask senior how long it will take to cast the spell."

Wang Yijian shook his head slightly: "If it's just a general damage to the soul, Yi Qiuxing's sonata will only take half a moment to heal. The boy lying on the bed was obviously injured by the demons. The degree of injury is unknown, and the time is unknown."

Qi Bai was stunned for a moment, feeling a little complicated in his heart: "..."

Suppressing the impulse in my heart, covering up all my emotions, I just waited silently outside the door.

Another hour or so later, Qiuxing came out with a tired face, spread it on Qi Bai's neck, and took a deep breath: "I'm so tired, but it's finally repaired."

"Can you see what the method is?" Wang Yijian asked.

"Tongming, you don't care about me." Qiuxing complained, but still explained: "It's not that I know any of the methods. It takes time to restore, and the origin is unknown."

Wang Yijian nodded, and then said: "There seems to be demons in this World Cultivation Ceremony. You have many enemies, so be careful recently."

"Mozu, sounds interesting." Qiuxing was thoughtful. For some reason, he seemed to be born with the Mozu. I don't know when he would often meet the Mozu when he went out. They would fight immediately when they met, and they would never stop dying. He would wonder if he had stabbed their boss' lair at some point.

The human world, the realm of comprehension, and the world of demons, there are three realms in total, and there are enchantments in the three realms, which cannot be easily crossed.

The human world has the largest population base, but the aura is extremely thin, and there are very few people with spiritual roots. They are often not discovered, and the hundred-year lifespan will easily dissipate and enter reincarnation.

In the world of comprehension, there are few people, and some of them overlap with the human world, but most of them are separated from the secular world to ensure that the aura will not be lost. If you are born in this world, you will often have a certain probability of having a spiritual root, so that you can practice, transcend the mortal body, and become a fairy. Shengxian.

The Demon Realm is a realm of its own, its origin is untestable, and fish and dragons are mixed in it. At the beginning of the Three Realms War, the Demon Realm was the loser, and some demons and monsters were all thrown into it. It was a barren land. Those who have a great cultivation level in the world cannot easily cross the barrier, otherwise they will encounter a sky strike, ranging from serious injury to severe death.

Qi Bai asked: "Dare to ask senior, where did the news come from?"

Wang Yijian explained: "Last night, many people were poisoned, and this poison came from the poison of dying years in the demon world."

Qiu Xing said: "Indeed, I am familiar with almost all sects' soul attack methods, but this time what Deming is using is a new method that has never been seen before, and it is faintly impregnated with the unique dark power of the demon world."

Qi Bai frowned: "It seems that this world cultivation ceremony is destined to be unsettled." It should be said that he underestimated Yu Si's ability to make troubles, and the poison of dying years did not seem to be his main purpose.

Although the poison of dying years is difficult to cure, it is only for monks who are at the Golden Core level and below. After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the poison of dying years will be solved automatically.

"That little comatose monk might know something, when will he wake up." Wang Yijian asked.

"It will take three more days. He is too weak now to stand up to other means." Qiu Xing sighed inwardly, and the dantian was destroyed and the golden core was broken. This is probably a big blow to Deming.

Qi Bai flicked Qiuxing's forehead with his fingers, hitting the red heart: "Senior brother is not a weak person." So, don't worry about him anymore.

"If you have a heart of swords, it's not a bad idea to stand up after breaking through." Wang Yijian added.

"Hey, Tongming, not everyone like you is just like a piece of wood, and it's so easy to stand upright." Qiuxing said dissatisfied that he had to get on his back naturally.

Wang Yijian frowned: "I'm not wood."

Autumn trip: "Ha~"

"Junior Sister said I'm not a piece of wood." Wang Yijian said affirmatively as he knocked off that limp hand.

"..."

Qiuxing turned to Qi Bai and said, "Deming needs a good rest now, let's not disturb him."

Qi Bai nodded in agreement.

Deming suddenly said: "If you have nothing to do, go and investigate with me, maybe you can lure a demon out."

Qiuxing complained: "Don't all the demons have hatred against me, okay?"

Qi Bai quickly turned the topic back on track: "Senior Brother Deming was found next to a spiritual spring at the beginning. Maybe there will be some clues there. There are many spiritual springs in Huasheng Xianzong, so it is easy to become a target. We might as well go there Investigate."

"Of course it is possible." Wang Yijian's eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement.

"That's right, if it were me, I would choose to poison the water source." Qiu Xing gave a thumbs up, "You and I want to go together."

Qi Bai smiled and said nothing. At this time, he had to downplay his sense of existence. At this time, the apprentices of the demons could easily become the targets of groups. He should just stay by Qiuxing's side obediently. This is what he expected Hope, when necessary, guide them to Yusi's place to check.

After all, Yusi's identity couldn't stand up to a scrutiny.

The author has something to say:

Name: Qi Bai

Former name: black

Sex: Male

Height: 180

Skills: Smiling softly, good at all kinds of accidents, hitting your chest with small fists (please prepare your own coffin if you use this skill)

arms:? ? ?

You ask me why Master Xuyang cares so much about Deming, of course it is because Deming is his illegitimate son (laughs~)