100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

Beihai, Chunhua Palace.

"What? You mean that the downfall of Lord Dingxiao was also related to that Ye?"

Gu Xuecun nodded: "Although Master Dingxiao is a Taoist cultivator, he doesn't know the way of alchemy. The alchemy formula of Jiuzhuan Tiansheng Pill has been lost for thousands of years, but it happened a hundred years ago that his junior brother Ziping Jianjun was unable to break through. , Yangshou is approaching, let him go, Auntie thinks about it, don't you think it's too coincidental."

Gu Qingfang listened to his words, pondered for a moment, and said: "I have never thought of this key point before, and now you say it, it is indeed a bit strange. The alchemy formula has been lost for thousands of years. If there is anyone in the cultivation world who can make such a miraculous pill formula Ji Kushan is probably the one who recovered. However, if Ye Xiao is indeed the one who revealed the recipe to Ding Xiao, then he...wouldn't it be..."

"Auntie guessed right, that's why Ye Yiqiao took his grandfather's life after Fenzhu was captured by Lu Jueling, and he didn't hesitate to do it himself, but also took Yin Jiao back from Ah Jue's hands; that's why they were afraid of things going wrong. To be exposed, I thought of using the fallen soul flower to clean up the souls of me and Ah Jue, and wanted to wash away this memory."

"It's just that they didn't expect that at that time, Ah Jue's inner demons were already very violent and difficult to control, and the fallen soul flower could disturb people's minds. Losing suppression and completely losing control is what cost Ye Yiqiao his life."

"Judging from the coercion leaked when Ye Xiao and Ah Jue fought 15 years ago, I am afraid that at that time...he had already broken through the Mahayana period and the time is not short. Ye Xiao lived too long, and he should have died long ago. , That's why he didn't hesitate to risk the disgrace of the world, and also used the mortal luck to cultivate the Jiexin Lotus and refine the Golden Jiexin Pill. Only in this way can he change his fate again and again and prolong his life. Now, Yin Jiao has already returned to his hands, he hasn't broken through for many years, I don't believe he will give up the opportunity of Nine Revolving Heaven Ascension Pill."

"He will definitely continue to help Yinjiao Hualong, because...he wants the horn of Yinjiao Hualong to be used as a medicine for Tiansheng Pill."

Gu Qingfang seemed to think of something when she heard the words, her face turned pale, and she murmured: "No wonder... no wonder..."

"It's no wonder that when you were 23 years old, none of the disciples of Jikushan sent you to the competition in the secret realm; it's no wonder that when the Goddess Yeshan got married, Seventeen came back and told me that the Longjun table was given medicine to inhibit the movement of spiritual power. Although the burning candle poison is strong, it can only affect people's cultivation, but Yeshan White Dragon, who has the body of a real dragon, must have people who are proficient in medicine to help him..."

"No wonder... 15 years ago, Master Yuan Ping and I obtained your letter and found out that he was the one who killed Lu Jueling and you. After we broke up with him, not only did he not restrain himself in his behavior these years There is no longer any fear.”

"I just didn't know why a group of alchemy cultivators in Jikushan have killed the demon cultivators in recent years. Even those little demons who can't even transform themselves have never been soft-hearted, causing trouble in the entire cultivation world. These years have been bloody and bloody. Although he has acted against demon cultivators, many cultivators also have many demon cultivator friends. Since he is willing to lie dormant for many years, why is he now so violent and cruel, making people panic? Isn't he afraid of causing public anger? "

Gu Xuecun sneered and said: "I'm afraid he can wait, and he can't wait for his life. Although killing the demon cultivators has no effect on them, the inner alchemy and flesh of the demon clan can help Burn Zhu to quickly improve his cultivation base and transform into clouds." dragon."

The aunt and nephew were discussing, when suddenly a small white figure rushed in from outside the door, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a little girl with buns tied up in a white jacket.

The little girl was born in pink and jade, with a small white face that was round and bulging, and her two big black eyes were red at the moment, wrapped in a ball of tears that were about to break the embankment. , the dying white crane.

She rushed in front of Gu Xuecun with the white crane in her arms, and before she could speak, big tears began to fall down: "Axue...you help him woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo help you help him..."

Gu Xuecun frowned, and said in a low voice: "Xiaoyue, don't worry, tell me what's going on."

Gu Qingfang froze in place after hearing their conversation, and said in surprise, "What? This is Xiaoyue??"

The little girl hiccupped while crying, and replied with a choking voice while crying: "Xiaobai was caught by the bad guys in southern Xinjiang, woooooo... Xiaobai flew a long way to find Xiaoyue, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... But Xiao Bai Yue can't save Xiaobai... woooooo, Xiaobai is going to die, Axue, save Xiaobai, woooooo..."

After hearing her words, Gu Xuecun vaguely remembered that when he was in Guangling, Xiaoyue rejected his proposal to take it back to the North Sea and the ice field, and told him that she had made a good friend in southern Xinjiang.

He looked down at the white crane whose neck was no longer able to hang down: "Xiaobai...is that the friend you made in southern Xinjiang at that time?"

Xiaoyue nodded like pounding garlic.

southern border...

Gu Xuecun turned her head to look at Gu Qingfang, she didn't have time to continue to be amazed by Xiaoyue's transformation, she just murmured: "I heard that the demon cultivators in Southern Xinjiang are protected by Yeshan Longjun, so they can still protect themselves." Those who lived in the Central Plains and those who traveled in the world were arrested, and now they don't even care about the face of Yeshan Bailong and Yu's Goddess. This is really going to tear their faces... "

Gu Xuecun took the white crane from Xiaoyue who carefully handed it over to him, which was so blood-stained that the original color of its snow-white feathers could not be seen at all, without caring that its blood soaked itself robe.

He put the white crane on his lap, raised his hand to concentrate his spiritual power, and slowly began to heal it.

This crane called "Xiaobai" is also very fateful, and Gu Xuecun's wind-type spiritual power is exactly the same as the spiritual power belonging to birds and monsters. Half a column passed by, and the wound on its body gradually faded away. The bleeding was stopped.

When Gu Xuecun saw this, he withdrew his pinching hand, but one of the white crane's wings lifted slightly, but it drooped down quickly before he could breathe.

A young boy's weak voice resounded in the room: "Ye Shan... Ye Shan... save..."

Gu Xuecun suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, she lowered her head and saw that the white crane with half-opened eyes was talking to him.

"What did you say, what happened to Yeshan?" Gu Xuecun paused, "You are out of danger now, this is Beihai Chunhua Palace, and you flew to Beihai. Take your time, what happened to Yeshan?"

When Bai He heard the words Beihai Chunhua Palace, his eyes widened a little. He seemed to be trying hard to see who this human youth in front of him was, and whether it was those Danxiu and others who were shouting for his life. Sword repair.

Gu Xuecun saw that he was still a little uneasy, and said in a deep voice: "I am the master of Xiaoyue, the young master of Beihai Chunhua Palace, I will not harm you, tell me what you wanted to say just now?"

Bai He's dazed eyes finally stopped on Xiaoyue who was crying and out of breath, his eyes stopped on the little girl, as if he was finally sure that he was indeed out of danger.

"Jiku Mountain... Supreme Elder... Lingwei Sword Village... attacked Ye Mountain... died... many... died a lot..."

The young man's voice was so weak that it was almost hard to hear, but Gu Xuecun's five senses were keen, and he never missed a single word. His pupils suddenly dilated: "Where do you think they attacked? Who died?"

Bai He seemed to have exerted all his strength, and after a long time, he replied intermittently: "Dead... Bai Long... died a lot... Bai Long... a lot... Yaozu... They... want to go to... the top of the mountain ..."

Gu Xuecun thumped in her heart——

That's it, Chang Yan.

Gu Qingfang's voice trembled uncontrollably under the rage: "It's against the sky, it's against the sky, what is Ling Linan messing up with? Isn't the one named Ye only wanting the demon pill? Why are they attacking Yeshan? Could it be... ..."

Gu Xuecun closed his eyes, opened them suddenly, handed the white crane to Xiaoyue, and said in a deep voice: "Auntie, it's not too late, tell Siming, Chongyou, and the elders of the Tianshan Wolf Clan if you go late , not only the lives of Chang Yan and the goddess are in danger, but even the mustard seeds in the cold pond on the top of the mountain will change."

Gu Qingfang's complexion changed drastically, and she stood up abruptly: "I know, and... immediately notify the Zixiao Sect, Dao Buddha Brahma Realm and other major sects of this matter."

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Yeshan, the palace on the top of the mountain.

It's another good spring, and the magnolias on Yeshan Mountain are in full bloom like countless springs before.

The only difference is that compared with the previous fragrance of flowers, the air at this moment is still mixed with a strong smell of blood.

The corpses of several white dragons were stacked messily under the magnolia tree, and a giant red dragon was biting open their abdominal cavity with its kiss, and took out their demon pill with flesh and blood, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Next to him were several sword cultivators and a young monk in brown clothes. The man in brown clothes inadvertently showed an imperceptible disgust when he watched him swallow a few white dragon demon pills.

The handsome young man headed by several sword cultivators asked with concern: "A Zhu, is it okay for you to eat so much at once? Why don't you slow down?"

But the giant dragon didn't answer him, it swallowed the last demon pill, its whole body glowed with demon light, the wind suddenly blew under the magnolia tree, the giant dragon's whole body suddenly began to twitch violently, its huge tail hit the ground hard On the ground, snowflake-like dark red dragon scales peeled off from his body one by one, falling to the ground like rain.

The young man said in horror: "A Zhu, what's wrong with you!?"

The originally clear and cloudless night sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

Ye Xiao's face moved, as if he had thought of something, and there was a three-pointed joy between his brows: "He is going to transform into a dragon."

The giant dragon rushed up to the sky, rolled back and forth several times in the sky, and rushed back and forth into those thunderclouds that looked very frightening, without any intention of being afraid of them.

The wind and rain became more violent, and finally all the scales on the giant dragon's body were replaced. It changed from the strange dark red before to a deep red like blood, and each piece was glowing with a smooth and hard cold light.

That's dragon scales.

After the dragon scales had been cast off, the incomplete horns on his dragon head that were a bit funny, only protruding a little bit, began to grow little by little, and grew violently, becoming like a real dragon—gorgeous and beautifully shaped .

The thunderclouds in the sky finally gradually receded, and the red dragon rolled back and forth a few times in the air, and finally swooped down towards the young sword repairman and the brown-clothed boy under the magnolia tree.

The smile on the face of the young Jianxiu had just appeared, and then froze in place——

A sword, a silver sword.

The long sword pierced the neck of the red dragon that was flying cheerfully towards him.

With a muffled "poof", the red dragon's body was pierced by the silver long sword, and it was firmly nailed to the magnolia tree where the young Jianxiu and the others were standing. Its body fell to the ground, making a deafening bang. .

The huge dragon body of the red dragon was pinned to death by the silver long sword for seven inches, and could not move. It just twitched weakly, and its tail slapped back and forth on the trunk of the magnolia tree, pulling out the roots of the magnolia tree. It came out of the ground and fell to the side crookedly.

The brain of the young sword cultivator went blank, and for a moment he was completely unable to react to what happened in front of his eyes.

The boy in brown walked unhurriedly to the red dragon who had gradually stopped struggling and lost his vitality, raised his hand to hold the sword that was shaking slightly due to the dragon's struggle, and pulled it out abruptly. .

With a "chi", thick and dark red dragon blood gushed out from the place where the sword was pulled out.

Ye Xiao looked at the silver long sword that wasn't stained with a trace of blood and was still glowing bright and cold, then turned to him and said with a smile: "Master Ling, your father said that this is the heirloom sword of your Lingwei Sword Village. The one who slayed dragons in ancient times really lived up to its reputation, and it is a very good sword."

Ling Shiyi seemed to have finally come back to his senses, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and he stared at Fen Zhu who was motionless in disbelief, unable to say a word.