Taoist rebirth reversal system

"Step aside--!!!!"

Before the disciple finished speaking without panting, Hua Duan had already rushed to the door of Jiuyuan Tower, an old man came out more and more, and was about to reprimand him on the spot, when Hua Duan swept him away, fortunately he was caught by the disciple behind him, Otherwise, you can fly out on the spot.

Ji Yanqing was shocked at that moment. If anyone had the best temper in Tianqing Nine Peaks, it must be Huadu. Even Han Cheng had to stand aside. Although he hadn't played much, his gentle and restrained image was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.For a hundred years, the monster-like heavy snow on Tianqing Mountain has not left any trace on her body. She walks in it, just like walking in the Jiangnan alleys with blue bricks and white tiles. This is often joked by Su Yao, saying that her The eighth senior sister entered the wrong door. This girl who is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting should come from a Jiangnan Youjia no matter how you look at it.

However, the appearance of the flower satin can even be said to be in a state of embarrassment now, the Taoist robe is in tatters, the Taoist crown is gone, the hair is disheveled, and a flower hairpin is stuck on it, like a crazy woman.

Is there no original work? !It should be that someone came to inform Xiaoxiangzi!It has become too much!

Ji Yanqing's heart collapsed, but her body took a step forward consciously, and she stepped forward to support the flower satin, but was held by two hands at the same time, and she could only watch helplessly as the flower satin fell to the ground.

"Master, don't go."

"Yanqing, don't move."

Ji Yan and Han Cheng appeared behind him at some point and said the same words. Ji Yanqing turned his head in disbelief, but found that neither of them looked at him. He turned to look at the fallen flower satin and blurted out Shout out to junior sister.

The incident happened suddenly, no one from Tianqing Mountain stepped forward to help, and others dared not to help, so they spontaneously formed a circle with the flower satin in the middle, not knowing what the situation was.

Those with average or lackluster cultivation levels watched the excitement, and those with slightly higher cultivation levels all looked solemn.

Flower satin fell to the ground, one of her white hands was stained with blood, her veins were bulging, and she scratched in the air like a claw. After a while, she raised her head violently, and let out an inhuman moan. Gulu's voice seemed to be calling someone. After careful identification for a long time, everyone realized that the person she had been struggling to call was Senior Brother.

Han Cheng finally spoke at this moment. He seemed to be trying to endure something. Fuchen, who had been lying in his arms all year round, seemed to be cut off by him, and every word he said seemed to be hard. It was squeezed out, and Ji Yanqing even faintly felt that if it wasn't like this, Han Cheng's voice would tremble not like a human voice.

"Senior brother is here... Junior sister, what's wrong?"

At this time Li Zixuan finally came from an unknown courtyard outside Jiuyuan Tower, and saw such a scene as soon as he arrived, just like Ji Yanqing, when he was about to rush up, Ji Yan grabbed him.

"what are you doing?!"

"Can't move!"

Ji Yanqing turned her head and looked at him in surprise, only to find that his expression was so subtle, not indifferent, but after facing some more desperate demise, he could no longer affect his heart, almost compassionate silence.

Ji Yanqing didn't understand very well, but Li Zixuan understood something, he was held tightly by Ji Yan, looked carefully, suddenly felt cold, and called out in a trembling voice: "Eighth Junior Sister..."

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother..."

The voice of the damask was originally very pleasant, like a leisurely lotus picking girl in the lotus leaves, a melodious and melodious lotus picking tune that can enter people's hearts, but now it seems to be scraped by rusty iron nails Same, hoarse, and broken wind.

Li Zixuan sounded as if he was about to cry, and replied, "Senior brother is here."

There was silence in Jiuyuan Building, Hua Duan seemed to finally hear it clearly at this time, barely propped up his body with his hands, turned around like some disgusting reptile, and groped to find the position of the same door.

"Xiao...Xiaoxiang's catastrophe, all Xiaoxiangzi's families were wiped out."

These words startled a thousand layers of waves, the crowd was stunned for a moment, and immediately exploded, guessing, blaming responsibility, questioning, the voices became louder and louder, completely overshadowing the original low voice of Huadu .

Suddenly, a burst of coercion belonging to a high-ranking monk swept over, forcing everyone to be silent quite simply and rudely, and You Baiyi came from behind, his face was frosty, and after the smile disappeared, his profile looked like It is almost fierce.

"What about the land of Sanxiang?"

"It has become a ghost town."

Everyone gasped. Although Xiaoxiangzi was shocked by the massacre of his family, it was only shocking. The distant Sanxiang and the surging Jiujiang are such a vast area. Ghost Domain...

These things are the main story line, Ji Yanqing is very clear, everyone who should be shocked has been shocked, and at this moment, all her heart is hanging on Huadu.Ji Yan might have noticed it, and only made up his mind to keep a distance the night before, but at this moment he held him tightly, and whispered in his ear almost pleadingly: "Master, don't go...you can't go. "

In response to his words, Hua Duan just kept lying on her stomach in their direction, but never took a step forward.

"Yanqing... listen to Changjin, don't go."

Ji Yanqing turned her head suddenly, looked at Li Zixuan in disbelief, opened her mouth to ask, but fell silent in Li Zixuan's eyes - Li Zixuan's eyes were red, and tears were about to roll down.

"Do you still remember what I told you, that countless monks were involved in the Demon Sealing Formation, and in the end, all the monks in Yunming Temple were forced to recite scriptures and supersede them before suppressing them. Refining Qi, so the central Bailu Palace can be built on top of countless souls and undead. Before this, this area was the ghost domain. Once someone is involved in the ghost domain..."

What happens to that person after getting involved?

Ji Yanqing couldn't ask any more questions, he opened his mouth and closed it again, unable to say a word.

The resentful soul of the cultivator and the great demon is still lingering underneath.

"Eighth Junior Sister is haunted by ghosts and is easily contagious, so she can't bear it all the time...Yanqing...don't disappoint Eighth Junior Sister's last painstaking effort."

Tianqing Mountain, the land of cultivating immortals, has a total of nine peaks. None of the peak masters is normal, each has its own strange temper, like everything is good, but it is not like a Taoist holy place, where the seven emotions are constant, the six desires are not eliminated, and they go round and round to go to heaven Even when she entered the ground, she still didn't escape a trace of warmth.

She raised her head slowly: "Senior Brother Third...Senior Brother Six went to Xiaoxiang to look for me half a month ago..."

Ji Yanqing obviously felt that Han Cheng beside him was shaken all over, and he did not back away: "Where are they?"

Damask was originally covered by withered grass-like hair, but now that she raised her head, those hairs fell off her face in clusters, gradually revealing that very terrifying face--pale complexion, white eyes rolled up, There were countless scars, a line of blood-like thick liquid slipped from her eye sockets, and her hands with bulging veins seemed to want to scratch out ten holes in the carpet under her body.

"The whereabouts are unknown."

These words seemed to exhaust the last bit of strength in her body, she fell to the ground as soon as she finished speaking, her withered and yellow hair was scattered on the ground in a mess, the Jiangnan beauty who made countless disciples from aristocratic families break through the threshold in the past, is now like a crazy woman The son, the female beggar, and the death row in the prison are also more dignified than she looks-at least not so many people watch them die, but have to stand by.

The disciples of the aristocratic families around had already let out a long sigh, and turned their heads away unbearably.

"...Is Junior Sister alright?"

Li Zixuan finally couldn't help it anymore, gasped for crying, and said: "Su Yao is doing well, she was clamoring for me to bring her hairpin back a while ago."

"Junior Brother Yanqing...you are finally willing to come out..."

Her originally delicate and white face rubbed against the carpet of Jiuyuan Building that had been stepped on by countless people, and her face was covered with dust. Ji Yanqing was shocked by this sudden development and didn't know what to do. Hearing this, he nodded at a loss , I don't even know when I burst into tears.

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother..."

Han Cheng couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't turn his head away like others. He could only watch his eighth junior sister slowly weaken until she died: "Senior brother is here."

Her ghostly aura became more and more entangled, and her own consciousness gradually weakened, so she could only hang on to her last breath and call senior brother over and over again. Her voice gradually became smaller, and she was about to lose her strength. , but suddenly violently, using his hand as a claw, he directly pulled out his inner alchemy, and crushed it with his last breath.

After becoming a ghost, her six relatives would not recognize her, and would kill and eat any living thing, which was neither moral nor humane. Even though she did not voluntarily, she was not willing to leave a dishonorable mark on the Tianqingshan School Chronicle because of herself.

At this time, her rotten life finally came to an end. Starting from the face, it looked like a mural in disrepair. When the wind blew, it fell to the ground in pieces. The moment it landed, it was like a burnt piece of paper. Turned into ashes.

In the blink of an eye, their Eighth Junior Sister, who was "beautiful, graceful, and graceful, and brilliant in appearance", became a piece of ashes scattered in the wind, and only a flower hairpin fell from mid-air. It fell into the ashes and made an indistinct sound.

At this point Li Zixuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, rushed forward, hugged the hairpin and cried bitterly, Han Cheng's originally straight back finally bent down, Ji Yanqing gritted his teeth, his mind went blank, Ji Yanqing Yan hugged him tightly by the waist behind him, and felt warm liquid dripping on the back of his hand after a while.

There was silence in Jiuyuan Building, only Li Zixuan's crying, and it took a long time before someone spoke the first sentence, but it was not Han Cheng or You Baiyi, or even Mengyang Jun.

"The Lord Huafeng of Tianqing Mountain has passed away, and we are also very sad. Just forgive me for relying on the old and selling the old. It is not the right time to interject. The situation in the cultivation world is critical. There are royal families and Beichen gangs in front of them. Selfish desires have led to my head, it is better to discuss the way out and the way to deal with it rationally, Master Huafeng's... corpse, the ghost aura is unknown, it is better to destroy it."

This is simply talking nonsense with open eyes, the inner alchemy of the damask was crushed by himself, and the ghostly aura of the sky disappeared completely.

Ji Yanqing raised his head and heard that the voice came from the old man who had come out to criticize Huadu. His panic about the future and the grief of the present all turned into resentment, forcing his eyes to turn red: "According to this What does the old senior mean, did my eighth junior sister die for the sake of the cultivation world? My junior sister is young, and she risked her life to spread the word. The old senior is old and has enjoyed the blessings for a long time. , I Tianqingmen don't feel sad for her, how can I expect you to shed a tear for her?"