The Establishment and Development of Chunyang Palace in the Realm of Cultivation

Wei Ming walked with the sword, passing the lush trees at high speed, the galloping wind broke the branches, Wei Ming raised himself up, and the flying sword carried him through the heavy forest. The sky is vast and magnificent.

Wei Ming didn't care about the scenery that much. At this moment, he looked serious, and his heart was anxious and nervous.Everyone, including his mother, believed that his father had died in a cataclysm and disappeared, but Wei Ming didn't believe it. His father must not have died, and he must be among the [-] mountains!

"Friend Daoist Wei." A voice came.

Wei Ming turned his head abruptly, it was Wei Yi.Wei Yi cultivated a saber technique that few people practiced, and he was standing on the saber at this moment, hanging behind Wei Ming far away.

"What are you doing here? Aren't Wei Xiaohong and the others dangerous!" Seeing that it was Wei Yi who came, Wei Ming was furious. He thought that Wei Yi would stay where he was, guard Qin Tianyu, and protect Wei Xiaohong by the way. Wei Xiaohong in the late stage of Ji and Qin Tianyu who can't even practice Qi.

"Ahead is an enchanted cultivator, you go, you can't." Wei Yi always speaks concisely and straightforwardly.

"Go back quickly, the situation is unknown now, without you, Xiaohong and the others will be in danger!"

"It's Mr. Wei who asked me to help you." Wei Yi stopped talking, accelerated, overtook Wei Ming, and flew towards the place where the devilish energy erupted.

Wei Ming looked back and hesitated for a moment, but he gritted his teeth and chased after Wei Yi.

On the mountain road, in the beast driving car, Wei Xiaohong nervously grasped his fingers, and his frowning created a deep groove on his already old face.

"Old Wei, don't worry too much. If Fellow Daoist Wei wants to take risks, Wei Yi will definitely stop him." Qin Tianyu comforted softly.

After Wei Yi knew that it was demonic energy, he did not hesitate too much, and agreed to Wei Xiaohong's request.After activating the guardian magic weapon for Qin Tianyu and setting up everyone, he quickly chased after him.

The guardian magic weapon that Qin Tianyu could carry with him must be extraordinary, and it was more than enough to protect the two of them in a short period of time. If Wei Yi did not return for a long time, as long as Qin Tianyu gave an order, the servants who were still stranded in Wangshan City could quickly locate them. come to the rescue.This is why Wei Yi dared to leave.

The Shiwan Dashan is very vast, even flying with the sword will take a while.Wei Ming couldn't relax all the way, and Wei Yi was a taciturn person, so the atmosphere remained rigid all the time.

The more they flew forward, the stronger the demonic energy became, and Wei Ming and the two felt more and more dignified.This level of demonic energy obviously affected the two of them, and their flight was a bit sluggish.

Such a strong demonic energy completely exceeded Wei Ming's expectations.He couldn't imagine the extent of the cultivator exuding devilish energy.Wei Ming had doubts in his heart, his father hadn't reached such a level back then, who is in front of him?

At this time, the two were already close to the scene of the incident, but what they saw was shocking.

Within a few miles, all the trees fell down, all the birds were gone, the plants withered, and the land turned gray and yellow. This was still overlooking from a high altitude. Wei Ming could hardly imagine how shocking it would be to be in it.

Wei Ming and Wei Yi descended slowly outside the circle, carefully covering up their aura, letting go of their consciousness, intending to approach quietly.As soon as he let go of his consciousness, Wei Ming discovered something extraordinary.

Not caring too much, Wei Ming flew out immediately.Wei Yi was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to follow up to stop him.

"Where?"

"Save people!" Wei Ming bypassed Wei Yi, who was standing in front of him, and quickly headed in one direction.

After hearing this, Wei Yi didn't stop him, but followed.Wei Ming was indeed there to save someone, but not someone else.From afar, Wei Yi saw someone lying on the desolate and dilapidated ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.When Fei approached, he realized that it was Zheng Haoran and Qi Yuan!Zheng Haoran protected Qi Xian under his body, and when he looked again, there was a child between them.

"Why are they?" Wei Yi asked.

Wei Ming looked around and saw a cloud of black air hovering in the distance. Knowing that now was not the time to stay, Wei Ming picked up Qi Xian and motioned Wei Yi to take Zheng Haoran and the child with him.

The two who were about to flee suddenly froze, a biting chill spread in their bodies, tightly binding the flowing spiritual power, Wei Ming's face was pale and frightening, Wei Yi had always been expressionless, but at this time, his expression was also turbulent.

"Hehe, hehehe..." A strange laugh came from afar, tugging at the sensitive nerves of the two of them, and cold sweat dripped from Wei Ming's forehead.

This is the demon energy, this is the cultivator possessed by the acquired demon, the terrifying coercion is pressing on the chests of the two, and even breathing has become a luxury.

"Everyone deserves to die, they all die... Hehe, they all die..."

The thick black demonic energy surged roaringly, enveloping the two of them with a huge sense of power, and the spiritual energy in their bodies that wanted to break free from the shackles swirled crazily, but it was in vain.This is an absolute suppression of strength, so absolute that it makes people desperate.

Wei Ming closed his eyes, it turned out that death was so close to him, it turned out that he would die before Xiao Hong.

"Wei Ming!" In a trance, Wei Yi's shout woke him up, and Wei Ming came back to his senses with a horrified expression on his face.

A thin layer of gray light cut off a space under the demonic energy, the rampant demonic energy was blocked, and the expected death was prevented just like that.

Where does this light come from?This is the idea of ​​Wei Ming and Wei Yi together.This doubt did not bother them for too long, and the haunted soul held in Wei Ming's arms slowly floated out, suspended in the air.A foggy figure gradually emerged, it was the old ghost.

"Old ghost?" Wei Ming was startled.

"You still entered the mountain." The old ghost said, his eyes wandering among the embarrassed crowd.Three were unconscious, life and death unknown, and two were trapped, unable to move. The old ghost smiled helplessly, broke through the barrier, and rushed to the source of the thick demonic energy.

"Lian, it's you, isn't it?" The old ghost transmitted his spiritual consciousness to capture Lian's spiritual consciousness, which was scattered in the devilish energy.Everyone who was protected in the barrier had no way of knowing what the old ghost had done.Wei Ming can only be trapped in it, fearful.

"Lian, when did you break the seal? Have you ever looked for me?" The old ghost tirelessly sent out his consciousness to the unresponsive place, even though it was very dangerous. Consciousness collapsed, the consequences of being wiped out.

"Lian, it's me, yes, Ou Yang, I'm here to look for you." The old ghost paused, and said awkwardly the name that he hadn't mentioned or remembered for nearly a thousand years.It turned out that I had been a nameless ghost for a long time, so long that I almost forgot my name.

"Ou, Yang..." The old ghost was slightly touched by the vague consciousness, no, it was Ou Yang who touched the consciousness that Ou Yang radiated.

"Yes, Lian, it's me."

"Ou, Yang... Ou, Yang..." Lian's consciousness was unstable, and the words Ou Yang came back one after another, either vaguely or clearly.

Ou Yang's heart was aching, the blurred figure gradually became clear, and the facial features that were deliberately hidden emerged little by little, long and slanted red phoenix eyes, high and straight nose bridge, thin and pale lips... This is a handsome face that is cold and ruthless , but at this time, the sadness permeated on this face was so strong that it made people feel sad.

"Ouyang... Ouyang!" Ruoyou Ruowu's consciousness suddenly became sharper, and his shrill roar pierced Ou Yang's defenseless fragile consciousness, which was heartbreaking and soul-stirring. The pain caused Ou Yang, who had just condensed his original appearance, to be unable to maintain his shape in an instant, and shattered into a cloud of weak mist.

"Lian!" Ou Yang screamed, the pain pervaded his entire soul, it has been nearly a thousand years, this is the first time he experienced the pain from his soul, will he die again?With this death, there is no possibility of surviving in this world.

"Ou Yang..." Lian's consciousness calmed down in the next instant.Unbelievable, frightened, terrified, all kinds of strong emotions came one after another.Finally, Lian, who was hiding in the thick fog, appeared.

Scarlet and black eyes, ferociously distorted, covered his face like a terrifying totem of life, his naked skin, black sharp claws, pale white hair, this is Lian, is it Lian?

Ou Yang managed to condense the outline of his body, but it disappeared in the next moment.

"Ou Yang!" Lian widened his scarlet eyes in horror, raised his hand to touch the other party, but went straight through the light gray fog.At this moment, tears rolled down, and the crystal clear water drops fell hard, hitting the ground with all the withered vegetation.

The gloom and darkness concealed by the devilish energy centered on Lian, and the clarity began to radiate to the surroundings. The warm sunlight shone down, but it burned Ou Yang's light and foggy spiritual body little by little. The gray fog gradually dissipated, and Lian panicked. With a swipe sound, a bright red paper umbrella opened, blocking the sunlight from Ou Yang's spiritual body.

Ou Yang's spirit body stopped dissipating, and a white hand rested on Lian's right hand holding the umbrella. Under the umbrella, Ou Yang gradually condensed, vaguely, vaguely like the black-haired red dress in memory.

Lian smiled, the hideous and terrifying totem was hidden under the skin, the scarlet eyes returned to lightness, Lian was that sacred and dignified Lian again.

"I found you, Ou Yang." Lian's eyes shone brightly, but in the next moment, he fell limply to the ground.

Ou Yang took Lian's place, holding a red umbrella, and slowly sat down with the fallen Lian, half-closed his eyes, his transparent hands carved Lian's face little by little, and brushed Lian's snow-white hair.

"You are, old ghost..."

"Wei Ming, it took 900 years for me to meet him, shouldn't I be happy?" Ou Yang asked in a low voice.

"..." Wei Ming looked at the strange ghost under the red umbrella in front of him, and the pale face of the culprit of this innocent disaster, and didn't know what to say.He looked at Wei Yi, who was expressionless, and sighed.

"Old ghost, let's go, if you don't go, you won't be able to go." Wei Ming knew very well the consequences of the appearance of devil energy, so he had to remind Ou Yang who was in an inexplicable mood at this moment.

Ou Yang was stunned for a while, then stood up holding the red umbrella: "Let's go."

Wei Ming took Lian back to the open space where Zheng Haoran and the others were placed, took two of them with Wei Yi, and flew back staggeringly.The old ghost has been holding the red umbrella of unknown origin, hiding in the shadows, and following the others.