Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Midday on the moon.

The moonlight is as miserable as a white gauze, covering the rugged black rocks and cold water.

"It's strange, it's been a whole day," Gu Wenxiang had already given up on his wheelchair and lay down on a black rock, muttering with his peach blossom eyes squinted, "They left us here, there's nothing wrong with us Where is Panyu coming to get the furnace?”

His voice was not too loud, but he immediately attracted panicked eyes.

Fang Zhiyuan stuck his fingers in his messy hair irritably, and said coldly, "Say less."

Just as Gu Wenxiang said, 10 people from Yujie were thrown here by Panyu immortals for a whole day.

This place does not seem to have space magic in the golden wire basket. Looking around, there are desolate and gloomy black stones protruding from the abyss, and there are people's shadows on them.

Under Panyu's dim sky, so many people gathered together in groups, like a group of small insects and ants whose nests were washed away by the flood and could only cling to the dead branches on the water pitifully.

As early as yesterday, Fang Zhiyuan realized: "This place looks like Yin Yuan, but there is no Yin Qi."

Gu Wenxiang frowned and said, "Immortal Panyu has practiced in the Panyu Realm for tens of millions of years. He only cultivates Yang and not Yin. Logically speaking, the Yin Qi in the Panyu Realm should be stronger than the Yang Qi?"

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head: "Yin veins."

Gu Wenxiang: "What?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "The yin veins are still there, I can feel them. The yin qi is tightly sealed in the yin veins and can't escape at all."

Afterwards, Fang Zhiyuan and a few daring and highly cultivated monks tried it.

There is a huge semicircular barrier in this abyss, if you want to go out, you will be blocked by the barrier in a short time—in other words, they are locked here.

……

Fang Zhiyuan raised his fingers on his knees slightly, the air fluctuated slightly, and countless spiritual currents were sucked out from the dark crowd near and far.

It was some lowly cultivators who couldn't bear the strong yang energy in the Panyu world. After Fang Zhiyuan had manipulated the yin energy a few times, he learned how to do it. At this time, he could help these people get rid of the yang energy.

It's just... It's probably because of his physique, it's much harder for him to absorb Yang Qi than Yin Qi.

"...Fang Immortal, you are really a good person."

The one who made the sound was a middle-aged monk, who was lying on the black stone ground, flapping his lips weakly, "I used to... I used to insult Blessing Star, when I was in Liuhuazhou."

There was a faint light in his eyes, and he grinned embarrassedly, and murmured: "At that time... At that time, my wife and I were newly married, and she was pregnant with a child, and I thought she would give birth to a disaster." I used to joke with her about this kind of words..."

Fang Zhiyuan ignored him, and only rambled on when the monk was out of his mind.

That is the so-called - when a person is about to die, his words are also good.

The strong yang energy around here is like an invisible poison, eroding people's meridians all the time.Simply drawing Yang Qi out of the body is treating the symptoms but not the root cause. If they cannot leave Panyu, many people here will not be able to survive.

Gu Wenxiang suddenly said: "Someone is here."

Fang Zhiyuan withdrew his hands and raised his eyes: "Panyu people?"

Sure enough, it was from Panyu, and countless golden-eyed immortals gradually gathered from the sky.

Some of the Yujie cultivators around were pale with fear.However, this enchantment is obviously two-way, and the Panyu people outside can't get in, they can only circle around, pointing and whispering.

Gu Wenxiang smiled and said: "Come and see the furnace. But I don't know what the lord is planning. Does he want us to show everyone first?"

Sure enough, Immortal Panyu, who was at the forefront, had already started to comment on the furnaces.Why this one has a good appearance, that one has a high level of cultivation, and that one's bones are easy to mold... The posture is really like appreciating utensils.

One of the girls was not as pure and cute as ordinary children in the education world, and her face was also icy cold.

"Father," she raised her finger and nodded Fang Zhiyuan, "I want this to be a furnace."

The girl's father stood beside her, lowering a pair of thin golden eyes: "Why do you want him?"

The girl said indifferently: "He has the best appearance. I heard from the lord that the best effect is to use the furnace in the way of intercourse between the two cultivators. I want someone who is pleasing to the eye."

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Just a little far away, Lin Lingqing hesitated and stared at the backs of those Panyu immortals.

I found a place, but how to sneak in and see Zhiyuan...

After staying in the Panyu world for a long time, he is also very uncomfortable now.The physical discomfort can be tolerated, but the mental tension at every moment is even more difficult.

If this trip into Panyu alone was a tightrope walk for mortals, then he has walked for almost a day and a night, and the tightrope still has no end in sight.

The wind was howling, and people from Panyu would pass by the Demon Lord from time to time. It was probably because of the atmosphere in the Panyu Realm that they were indifferent to everything that had nothing to do with them, and no one noticed Lin Lingqing.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder silently.

"—!?"

That cold hand appeared silently again, like a ghost, even if Lin Lingqing was as calm as Lin Lingqing, his hairs would inevitably explode, and his heart almost didn't stop beating.

The next moment, a figure slid to his side from behind, and a very familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Qing'er."

As he said that, the person behind him turned his head sideways, and he still had the same golden eyes in white clothes in the Panyu world, but those eyebrows...

It is five points similar to Yin Changxin.

Lin Lingqing didn't dare to answer the question: "...Master?"

Yin Changxin said, "It's me."

Lin Lingqing let out a long breath of relief, staggered weakly and covered his chest.

He was heartbroken, and lowered his voice to complain: "Master, are you trying to scare Qing'er to death?...Could it be because you regret creating me, and now you want to scare me to death?"

But think about it, the immortal Panyu is flying in the fairyland, and Yin Changxin's strength is no exception.But when he was in the Yujie, he had only been in the realm of crossing the robbery, so he must also be in the lower realm of the clone.

That is to say, the person in front of Pan Yu's fairy world at this moment is the real Yin Changxin!

It was his master who came looking for him...

The string that had been tense all this time was so easily relaxed the moment he saw Yin Changxin.

"How dare you come here alone, you kid is too nonsense. What kind of place do you think I am, Panyu?"

Yin Changxin was expressionless, and patted Lin Lingqing on the shoulder and said: "...but since you are here, I will take you in to see the stars. You are not allowed to speak, remember, I will not be able to save you if you are exposed."

Yin Changxin just supported Lin Lingqing's shoulders and pushed him forward, and the latter suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Not only that, Lin Lingqing also vaguely felt that the aura on his body had become deeper and thicker, just like those Panyu immortals flying to the fairyland, without any flaws.

Protected by his master, he passed through a series of white-clothed and golden-eyed figures, stepping on the void of Panyu Yinyuan.

And when Lin Lingqing walked through the crowd and finally reached the depths, he just heard the girl standing in front of him say those words.

Fang Zhiyuan naturally saw Lin Lingqing at the first moment.

He jumped up in shock!

Then he yelled "No".

Surrounded by Immortal Pan Yu, whose cultivation base is unpredictable, it only takes a momentary flaw to see that something is wrong, and he subconsciously overreacted!

Fang Zhiyuan's back was drenched in cold sweat all of a sudden, and he pinched the soft flesh on his fingers—this was neither a dream nor a hallucination.

Lin Lingqing is now standing among the Panyu people, if his identity is revealed, his senior brother will be killed on the spot until there are no ashes left.

No... Maybe they will make this group of Panyu immortals turn into a group of mad wolves and tigers who have seen blood, and snatch the furnace that is right in front of them?

But he was worthy of being the fairy head of the previous life, so he acted accordingly, raised his chin in a cold and arrogant manner, and taunted the noble Panyu girl: "Bah! Even a young girl is worthy of talking to me about double cultivation two!" Character?"

The girl said, "You don't want to."

Fang Zhiyuan sneered, and said word by word: "I have a Taoist companion."

His voice was deliberately amplified, and the hundred thousand Yujie monks and those with a slightly higher cultivation level could hear it.

... Then there was the same stunned, petrified person.

Gu Wenxiang was even more confused, struggling in her heart and saying, Fang Xianshou, what are you doing?

Oh, no matter how good your relationship with Lian Gu is, you can't show it off in front of Pan Yu, right? ?

He was puzzled, and followed Fang Zhiyuan's eyes to look among Immortal Panyu...

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, Gu Wenxiang's eyes widen almost imperceptibly - fortunately, no one saw it, so he quickly buried his face and pretended to be deaf.

"..."

On the opposite side, the corners of the mouth of the obviously extraordinary girl Panyu twitched, and there seemed to be a bewildered expression of "I can't understand" appearing on her indifferent and cold face.

The atmosphere slipped to a weird direction for a moment.Fang Zhiyuan gradually calmed down at this moment, and deliberately raised his eyebrows at Lin Lingqing——

Do you object?You will die if you refute, dare to speak out?

"..."

That demeanor was so flamboyant and provocative that Lin Lingqing read the meaning in Fang Zhiyuan's eyes even if he didn't want to read it.

He literally held his breath in his chest, thinking brokenly: But why should I refute? ? ?

After thinking about it again, I realized: Oh, yes, it turns out that he and Zhiyuan are still reconciled... Strictly speaking, he is indeed not a Taoist couple.

In other words, if he or Zhiyuan died in Panyu, the other party would not even be eligible to be a widow.

Unless you do a ghost marriage first.

Lin Lingqing sighed in his heart: It's so miserable.

——Obviously, the two have been in love with each other since childhood until death, how did the two of them get to this point! ?

"...Forget it, it seems that what the lord said is right." Panyu girl frowned her delicate eyebrows, as if she was a little displeased by being provoked, but she was not so displeased. Big temper, but lively, like a furnace that can live long."

Fang Zhiyuan was no longer listening. After all, talking to her was just a pretense. Seeing that she had been fooled, he seized no time to look in Lin Lingqing's direction.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible for the two of them to speak, and voice transmission is even more dangerous.In the hustle and bustle, they could only use their eyes and tacit understanding to communicate with each other with the crowds of people in Panyu and Yujie, and the distance that seemed so close but seemed far away from the ends of the world.

Brother, why are you here! ?

I'm coming to you.

Fang Zhiyuan clenched his teeth tightly, and suddenly shouted, "Go back where you came from!"

Lin Lingqing, get the hell out of here!

The Panyu girl smiled, she thought this stove was interesting.

Like a litter of pitiful puppies bought by a farmer in the mundane world, only one of which can chase and bark at him, most people will be interested-especially most children.

She sat down in the void, cupped her cheeks with great interest and said, "But now, you are the one who entered my Panyu Immortal Realm."

At this moment, only this little girl among the Immortals Panyu was chatting with Yujie Luding. Naturally, all eyes were on these two people.

And behind the Panyu girl, Lin Lingqing took the opportunity to look at Fang Zhiyuan quietly.

He said sadly with his eyes: I can go back, but what about you?

Fang Zhiyuan sneered, "You think I care about you?"

I can always figure it out!You are dragging me down here, go back quickly!

He frowned again, and waved his arms back, "Do you think this group of people are willing to come to your panyu again? We will definitely go back, and you don't want to make any of them into a furnace!"

Don't worry about this group of people, I'll find a way to bring them back.Listen to me, go now! !

Lin Lingqing understood everything.

He laughed.

A group of Panyu immortals around looked at him out of the corner of their eyes, and Lin Mojun was so bold. He raised his sleeves and nodded Fang Zhiyuan, and said leisurely: "Look at this little beauty in Yujie, you are frightened, why did you start talking nonsense?" what language?"

You know I won't go, little misfortune.

You are afraid, you are so worried that I panic like this.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will be with you.

Behind him, Yin Changxin gently pushed Lin Lingqing.The latter knew in his heart that Master was reminding him that it was time to leave.

Under Fang Zhiyuan's hot, almost fierce eyes, he turned around as if nothing had happened, and was submerged among the Panyu immortals, and soon his figure disappeared.