Immortals are not as good as dancing

Although the girl's figure was supported, what was even worse was that the vitality in the girl's body was gathering in a certain place in her body, more precisely, it was being absorbed by something in her body.

Without thinking too much, Meng Ran could guess that this was probably the Gu King that the girl was talking about.

Although the girl was physically weak, she did not completely lose consciousness.At this time, supported by the talisman, he still stubbornly said to Meng Ran: "Please bless the ancestor witch..."

The passing of vitality can only be replenished with vitality, which Meng Ran may not be able to do in other places, but here, following the dance just now, Meng Ran doesn't even know where the vitality comes from in this world, It is filling the space where the lake is, and the most prosperous place is where the cluster of trees in the center of the lake is.

Meng Ran only needed one look, and Ning Siyuan moved with a thought, and holding the girl's talisman, he floated towards the top of the group tree, where the girl had just appeared.Meng Ran naturally followed the talisman, stepping on floating steps, and flew towards the tree.

Seeing that Meng Ran was going to get close to the holy tree, the nine Nascent Souls stood up one after another, regardless of other things.

The girl lying on the talisman shook her head towards them with the last bit of consciousness.

Above the cluster of trees, where the branches meet, stands a palace-like building.This tuan tree is huge, and it can be seen that such a magnificent mansion can be built from the intersection of the tuan tree's branches.

The girl stopped the nine Nascent Souls from trying to intercept Meng Ran, and then completely lost consciousness.

The vitality in the body also faded even more, in just a short moment, the girl's black hair had turned white, and her lustrous and white skin had also lost its brilliance.

The talisman carried the girl to the blue hut, which obviously belonged to the main hall, among the buildings on the tree house.Ning Siyuan also took Ye Pianzhou, stepped into the void, and climbed up to the group of trees and blue buildings in a few steps.

Naturally, the Nascent Soul couldn't stay under the tree any longer, and followed in, forming a circle, looking worriedly at the unconscious Holy King.

Lan Chufeng simply followed the nine Nascent Souls and climbed up the holy tree.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, the talisman placed the girl on the carpet made of ivy in the hall.

It seems a long time to say, but the cultivation realm of the few people present has been completed almost in the blink of an eye.

The girl had just regained her crow's long hair, but now even the ends of her hair began to turn white.

Although he met the girl for the first time, since there is indeed a way to save the other party's life, Meng Ran can't really do nothing.

Under the gaze of everyone, Meng Ran's eyebrows were fixed, her body was already in the dancing posture of Yuanshengzhiwu, and the music belonging to Yuanshengzhiwu also came out from her heart.This dance can already be practiced when Yuan Ying is a practitioner of Tianwumen.

Before the girl knelt down and begged for blessings, Meng Ran didn't know what to say.Seeing the girl's vitality disappearing at this time, it is somewhat enlightened.

At that time, when he was promoted to Yuanying, he was also quite surprised that the dance of Yuansheng seemed to be useless.After all, if a cultivator loses his vitality, it must be because of an injury, and the dance of his hands is enough. How could there be such a dance dedicated to gathering vitality.

Until this time, Meng Ran had no choice but to take back the previous sentence "there is no record about Nanxianzhou Wuxiu and Wuwu in Tianwumen". There is probably no record about Nanxianzhou Wuxiu. Dance, but it is precisely useful to Wuxiu.

Yuanshengzhiwu started, and the brisk and joyful dance music of Yuanshengzhiwu also spread on the group tree.

The aura full of vitality in the air, under the guidance of Meng Ran's dancing posture, gathered into a bluish aura mass, gathering on the body of the unconscious Holy King.

The music is light and cheerful, as is the dance.

Under such circumstances, the hostility of the nine envoys of the Holy King disappeared, and they even looked at Meng Ran who was still dancing with some admiration.

Outside the group tree, the Yihu Gu worms who had already recovered to be quiet, unexpectedly revived again, the worms chirped, and they neatly closed the Song of Yuansheng.

The chirping of insects entered the ears, followed by a more intense aura of vitality, gathering towards the holy tree.

The magic of the creation of heaven and earth is far beyond human imagination.When Meng Ran was in Quexizhou, he never thought that there would be such a sacred tree in the world.

As the vitality-rich aura poured into the girl's body, the girl's condition also began to improve.The Gu King in the girl's body is still sucking a lot of vitality from the girl's body, but the replenished vitality makes the girl's white hair slowly turn black from the roots.

This is a long-lasting process. Although there is no sky under the tree, the practitioner can clearly feel the rising and setting of the outside world.

This dance of Yuan Sheng has been danced for two full months.

Later, a green vein-like pattern appeared on the girl's forehead, and the speed of the passing of vitality began to slow down. With the supplement of the dance of primordial life, she began to return to the appearance when she first saw it.

When the green lines on the girl's forehead were fully grown, the girl finally opened her eyes.

The awakened girl's cultivation base is not only in the Nascent Soul stage, but she has not yet entered the out-of-body stage.Meng Ran didn't understand such a situation.

But the girl had already got up, knelt down again towards Meng Ran, bowed down and said, "Thank you Zuwu for your blessing."

It was only at this time that Meng Ran finally had the chance to explain again: "I am not some ancestral witch, I am Meng Ran, a cultivator of Tianwumen in Liangyi Mountain Realm, Xizhou."

The girl was stunned when she heard the words, and then she asked in confirmation, "Tianwumen?"

"Exactly." Meng Ran replied.

But the girl said stubbornly, "But, you are the ancestor witch, that's right."

Meng Ran raised his forehead. It was likely that as long as there was a Yuanying stage disciple from Tianwumen who could dance the Yuansheng Dance, he would be called Zuwu.

The green light gathered in the girl's palm, and a bud sprouted. Under the breeding of the green light, the bud quickly grew into a green vine.

As soon as the ivy came out, the eyes of the nine Yuanying envoys became fiery.

I don't know if it was the girl's guidance, or the Qingteng's own consciousness, the Qingteng slowly stretched towards Meng Ran, and the two buds at the top even rubbed against Meng Ran's face quite affectionately.

Seeing this, the nine Nascent Souls who were kneeling on the seat of the Holy King fell down together, and said to Meng Ran in unison, "My lord Zuwu."

Meng Ran had a headache, and looked at Lan Chufeng, the only one who was kneeling obediently, but didn't say a word.

Seeing Meng Ran looking at Lan Chufeng, the Holy King asked Lan Chufeng curiously, "Who are you?"

Lan Chufeng bowed respectfully to the Holy King, and then said: "I am the owner of Licheng Mansion, Zizai Country Waterfall in the lower seven realms, Lan Chufeng."

"It's you." The Holy King's tone was flat, and he couldn't tell whether his attitude towards Lan Chufeng was praise or blame.

Lan Chufeng also seemed very calm, she couldn't hear the happy or angry response: "It's just humble."

The holy king turned to Meng Ran and asked, "Did the ancestor witch come with her?"

Meng Ran wanted to say, I'm not Zuwu...

Although Meng Ran didn't respond, it could be seen from his expression that he really came here with Lan Chufeng.

Seeing this, the Holy King didn't force Meng Ran to answer, but turned to Lan Chufeng and asked, "What's your relationship with Master Zuwu?"

When Lan Chufeng heard this question, she suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously responded, "Humbleness is not the ancestor... this adult wife."

Listening to this question and answer, Meng Ran felt something was wrong, and sure enough, the next second, he heard the Holy King ask: "Does Master Zuwu have a wife in his family?"

"Cough." Someone couldn't help but uttered.

Meng Ran: ... If there is no wife, does the husband count?

Lan Chufeng didn't wait for Meng Ran and Ning Siyuan to answer, she rushed to the front and said to the Holy King: "The Holy King is here."

The Holy King felt that the atmosphere in the hall had become a little strange, so he responded to Lan Chufeng's request: "Speak."

"This lord, Master Ning, is a Taoist couple." When Lan Chufeng said this, she pointed at Ning Siyuan, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Only then did the holy king look at Ning Siyuan, who had been sitting leisurely behind Meng Ran.

Ning Siyuan didn't answer, and when the holy king looked over, he looked at the young girl-like holy king with a smile in his eyes, without even a word of blame, but full of tolerance of "I just watch you mess around" , full of the attitude of the elders.

"Master?" The Holy King said with doubts, and turned to Lan Chufeng: "But, this Master is male, right?"

"Heh~" Meng Ran finally showed annoyance when he saw Ning Siyuan's face.

Ning Si Yuanqi: "Is now the time for you to laugh?"

Meng Ran turned to Lan Chufeng and asked Lan Chufeng: "King Chufeng, maybe you can tell us about the ancestral witch in Nanxianzhou?"

Lan Chufeng felt that there was no need to talk about other things. The most urgent thing was to clearly explain what she just remembered: "The Gu Realm in Nanxian Continent is the birthplace of all the realms in Nanxian Continent. It was spread from the Middle Gu Realm, and then multiplied in the Lower Eight Realms. Nanxian Continent's cultivators were able to control Gu because of the merit of the Supreme Sage King, but Nanxian Continent's ability to develop the Lower Eight Realms was due to the ancestor witches. The ancestors of Nanxian Continent From the beginning to the end, there was only one witch, and that was the husband of the Supreme Saint King. And the Supreme Saint King only had this one husband favor."

Speaking of this, Lan Chufeng's heart suddenly moved, as if he had found a way to break the situation.

Meng Ran thought in his heart, it really is so.

Fortunately, he didn't directly accept the identity of the ancestor witch just now, otherwise he would be the ancestor witch.

Hearing what Lan Chufeng said, the Holy King didn't respond to his request, but he was anxious, and said to Meng Ran: "But, you are the ancestor witch, right."

Meng Ran was about to laugh, and asked the Holy King: "What is the determination of the Holy King, and I am the Zuwu?"

The sage king replied: "Since the blessing has been accomplished, it is an ironclad proof."

Meng Ran laughed: "The blessing that the sage king said is actually the dance of the primordial life of my Tianwu sect, and this dance can be learned by all the primordial infant practitioners of the Tianwu sect."

"This...how is it possible?" The Holy King was really stunned this time, watching Meng Ran remain silent for a long time, and finally asked uncertainly: "Your faction, how many Nascent Souls are there?"

Meng Ran thought for a while, and then asked Ning Siyuan: "It seems that it has exceeded a hundred?"

Ning Siyuan laughed when he heard Meng Ran's question: "When we left Tianwumen, there were more than a hundred."

Meng Ran replied embarrassingly: "Anyway, there are quite a lot, so many Xizhou cultivators are honest, and it is meaningless to remember the specific numbers."

The two chatted about the matter of Tianwumen, completely ignoring the Saint King of Nanxianzhou who was stunned again.

Until the Holy King said: "However, the Gu Dao I cultivated can only accept one master husband."

Wait, girl, are you still planning to marry all the cultivators of Tianwumen back?

The author has something to say: Holy King: The Holy King, she lied to me!

Shangshengwang: That is the ancestor witch lied to me!

Zu Wu: I didn't lie to you. At that time, I was the only one who could dance this dance.

Meng Ran: ...and then you taught everyone.