After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

After a lapse of 30 years, a series of resounding children's laughter sounded in Banyue Gorge: "Giggle, giggle."

The girl was wearing a red bellyband and stretched out her little arms like lotus joints, "I'm full. The world is so beautiful." Huabu shook her head, and she ran joltingly, "Let's go, Koizumi is leaving."

Having had enough of the seven emotions and six desires, Du Shengquan looks like a real person, and his every move is extremely cute.

Yi Luoling raised his head and watched: "Is that Dusheng Spring?" It really was a strange object, "Brother Xie and the others are about to come out."

Thirty years is just a flick of a finger for a cultivator, but I don't know who will get the Dushengquan... She hopes that Xie Yu can get it.

Qin Miaomiao also looked over there, saw that the doll Yuxue was cute, and felt a little pity for her: "She said she wanted to leave." After a pause, "Do you want to...leave?"

Seeing her smiling happily, Yi Luoling was also silent for a while: "Probably so."

The two nuns couldn't bear it.

Apart from Dushengquan's laughter, there was another tragic cry: "Help, save, save! Modoye, I warn you, don't bully the young and poor!"

He was very unlucky to meet Modoye and was hunted down for more than ten years.

Modoye disdained: "You might as well tell me that the dead are the greatest."

He held up a ball of purple flames, smiled faintly, "I'll give you a ride."

Qiu Liren was also tired of being chased, and when he looked back, he was full of momentum: "Look at the sword, open the sky!"

Modoye abruptly stopped his moves, and retreated a hundred meters, only to see Qiu Liren rushing down and fleeing: "..." He was also angry, "Shameless!" Although he knew it might be fake, he didn't bet.He would also be seriously injured if he took a stance to open the sky, especially when the sword wound Xie Wushuang left him hadn't healed yet.

Qiu Liren buried his head and ran away.

Shameless is shameless, if you have the ability to kill him!

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi... 30 years is a bit short, 300 years in Hedong, 300 years in Hexi, when he masters the Eighteen Forms of Opening Heaven, he will definitely kill this bastard.

Modoye still wanted to continue chasing, but there was a shock in the air, and dozens of people appeared out of thin air. Some people's eyes were still dazed and melancholy.

Shen Chungui did not leave.

He frowned, as if a piece was missing in his heart, very sore.

In the illusion of seven sufferings, what exactly did he experience?

Why...he only knew that he must have failed, Du Shengquan didn't choose him.

Only those who have passed through the Illusion of Seven Misery can retain relevant memories.

Xie Wushuang was the last one to come out, his white clothes were slowly moving, and the skirt of his clothes moved slightly.Du Shengquan ran towards him, transformed into a drop of water amidst a series of laughter, and landed on the young man's palm.

There was a lot of movement.

Modoye watched this scene quietly, his expression unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.He didn't care much about Xie Wushuang getting the Dusheng Spring, they are all blessed by nature.

Qiu Liren still wanted the knife.

After all, the Dusheng Spring is for the dead, and there are not too many people fighting for it.The knife is different. If he can get that knife, at least he can walk a few rounds with Modoye.

Instead of being kicked out like a dog now.

It's too late to say it's too late, after Dushengquan chose the owner, Banyue Gorge began to collapse and shake.

The light of the knife breaks the dawn, and the sky shakes.

Everyone was forced out of the Banyue Gorge, and only after they exited did they realize that it wasn't the Banyue Gorge that collapsed, but this secret realm.

Jade Nutuo.

The loud rumbling noise broke the silence, and countless people looked at it.

Experienced people already know: "They are coming out." The batch of top talents who have entered the secret realm for 30 years.

The translucent secret realm appears in front of people, covering tens of millions of land, with natural materials and earthly treasures, rare and exotic animals, and rich aura seeping out, nourishing and giving back to the world.Boom, boom!A canyon shaped like a half moon completely collapsed, a ray of snow light, no, it was the light of a knife, and the beam of light lay across the nine-story sky!

A scimitar seems to have come from across the world for thousands of years.

Take the light and shake the snow.

This is at least at the level of a spirit weapon, most likely a fairy weapon.After figuring this out, countless people's eyes turned red, and a fanatical voice sounded from the bottom of their hearts: Grab!Go grab it!

Dao Dao Dharma light swarmed up.

Disciples of various sects scrambled to be the first.

One of them grasped the scimitar, and the young man said crisply, "Hey, you are late."

Large pieces of silver ornaments are shiny, and the mask of the fox slave is brightly painted. As he walks, the silver ornaments on his wrists and ankles make a clattering sound. Seeing many people staring at him, he shook his braid, " Do you want to grab it?" He laughed cheerfully, "You can try it."

The wind fell silent.

At this time, no one stepped forward, and the treasured sword had just been born, so no one should be able to withstand a single blow.

Liandong stepped on the air and stood, playing with the scimitar, he suddenly looked into the distance, and muttered: "Those old guys are here."

"I won't play with you anymore, I have to go." He clapped his hands, "Xiao Hei!"

A black-haired wolf followed up with a howl, took the initiative to bend over, and lowered its head.

Shui Wushuang below suddenly covered his mouth.

The wolf was the one that attacked him. He took two steps back, his face was in disbelief, didn't he like him... How did you let the wolf bite him?Why do you want to save him again?

The young man rode away on a wolf, and when he was about to disappear, he turned his head to Xie Wushuang and waved cheerfully: "Beauty, goodbye!"

He vowed, "We will definitely meet again."

Xie Wushuang: "..."

His face was expressionless, he didn't know it before, but he recognized the scimitar, it was the knife of his old enemy.He didn't come to this secret realm in his previous life... The first time he met Lonicera was in Mount Liangjie 600 years later. At that time, Lonicera was not as immature as it is now.

At that time, Lonicera was already the ruler of the Demon Realm.

The man and the wolf have disappeared, but the voice is still there: "Oh. That's right. It told me to tell you that it has a name, called Shake Snow. Don't shout in your heart, it will get angry."

"Remember, yes, shake, snow."

"I'm exhausted, there is a city ahead, go and have a rest."

The sky is full of yellow sand and the sky is full of scorching sun. Ordinary people will lose their direction and die of thirst within two days if they walk in it. Generally, those who can walk here are practitioners.

The male cultivator narrowed his eyes and read out the plaque hanging on the city: "Nan, Nanzao? Nanzao City?"

He was born in a small sect nearby and has lived here for generations, "Why haven't I heard of Nan Miasma City?" Seeing that everyone else had already walked in, "Wait!" He hurried to catch up, "Wait for me ah."

The officers and soldiers guarding the city gate were two mortals, one fat and short and the other tall and thin.

The tall and thin man was slack, and the cuffs and hem of the armor were severely worn: "Stop, who is it!" When he got close, he saw several people wearing swords, and they were all neat and tidy, and immediately rubbed their hands to make amends. Immortal Master."

The fat man was still yelling: "You have to pay 140 copper coins to enter the city, one or two...seven people, a total of [-] copper coins. Hey..." His ass was kicked by the tall and thin man.

mortal?

Several people looked at each other, all a little arrogant, monks are naturally higher than ordinary people.

The tall and thin man pushed open the door with all his strength: "The immortal teacher enters the city for free."

He bowed and bowed, "Please, please."

Only then did the fat man notice that there was more fear and panic on the huddled faces.

He said nothing, flinched.

This attitude is not surprising.

Mortals are either in awe or fawning on monks.

The few people didn't care about it, and threw a spirit stone over: "I reward you."

There are many places where monks and mortals live together in Nanhuang, and it seems that Nanyan City is one of them.

A formation was set up outside Nanzhao City, so the yellow sand couldn't blow in.

The streets are flat and spacious, and the taverns and restaurants are noisy. Most of them are mortals, and occasionally there are cultivators, whose cultivation level is similar to them, drinking alcohol, eating meat.

"Wang Wang Wang."

After a few barks, a big yellow dog emerged from the alley and ran fast with its tail between its legs.

Several people were startled by the sudden barking of the dog. After the big yellow dog ran past, a group of children came out one after another. The leading boy held a stick and shouted loudly: "Don't run."

"Catch the dog."

"I want to ride it!"

"You are too fat, you must have scared Rhubarb."

"That's it."

"I'm not fat!"

"You're talking nonsense, little fat and shy."

The laughter of giggling children passed through the street.

Several cultivators smiled: "It's not bad here."

The mortal children are so cheerful, the city owner must be very kind, "stay a few more days." It is not easy to meet a city in such a ghostly place.

Only one male cultivator was still skeptical: "Nanzao? I haven't heard of Nanzao."

The scale of this city is not small, and it must be at least a hundred years old.

"Okay, stop talking."

Someone persuaded, "Who knows how many cities there are in Nanhuang?" Nanhuang is comparable to several continents in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are more cities scattered in it than stars in the sky. "It may also be that this city was hidden before. It will only open in [-]. Let’s stay for a few days and leave after replenishing supplies.”

In the Southern Wilderness, countless cities appear and disappear every year for no apparent reason.

After staying for a few days, the male cultivator gradually let go of his guard.

The special pear flower wine in Nanyan City is delicious, he accidentally got greedy, got up in a daze at night, saw that the inn lobby was still bright, so he turned in, the shop owner squatted in the corner motionless, "Hey! And wine..."

The shop owner fell down in response, with a strange smile on his lips, strange and peaceful.

The male cultivator saw that his scalp was numb, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He moved his lips and moved back, and suddenly found transparent silk threads on the shop owner's limbs, joints, mouth, nose, eyes and ears.

"Hey?" With a sigh, the middle-aged male voice familiar to male cultivators, the shop owner stood up staggeringly, twisting his neck, "I've been discovered." Being hung up and moving forward, the shop owner looked like a manipulator A puppet... No, he is a puppet being manipulated, his mouth opened in an arc that is difficult for a living person to open, "Does the guest want wine? I'll get it right away."

"what!"

A scream broke the silent night.

He coughed and ran away scrambling.

The companion of the male cultivator was awakened. They went downstairs and saw this strange scene as well.

The shop owner was still chasing the male repairer, but suddenly his head turned 180 degrees, and his pale face turned to the crowd: "Why is someone coming down again? I can't take care of it alone. Xiao Zhang! Get up and greet the guests!"

The complexions of the few people changed, they took the male cultivator with them, and broke out through the window.

The moon is as bright as water, and the ground is silvery white.

They stood on the eaves with pale faces.

The streets were brightly lit.

Men, women, old and young all came out with their lights on. The bright red lanterns were pasted with red and bright Chinese characters of "囍", and the silk threads hanging from their limbs had a faint light in the moonlight: "Guests? Guests?"

The voices of the people in the city overlapped, "The wine you want is here, hurry up and have a drink."

The peaceful city during the day is like a ghost city at night.

A female cultivator couldn't take it anymore, she held her head in a daze: "It's fake, it's all fake. I must be dreaming."

How could it be a city of dead people here.

It is impossible for her to live with a city of dead people for several days.

Except for them, there is no one alive in this southern miasma city, and all of them have been made into corpse puppets.

The author has something to say:

Cute, cute, and weird.