Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

The rain of blood poured down for three full days, but the spirit screen was corroded within a few hours, riddled with holes and vulnerable to a single blow.

Tens of thousands of fish corpses are floating in the river, the grass and trees are falling down on the ground, the red moon and the black sun hang from each other, and the congealing water monsters roam in groups. The world is like a scene of Abi.

After the emperor descended to seal the sect, although the major sects knew that the critical moment was coming, they still felt that there was some room for them to plan slowly.

Compared with the Zongmen war, the existence of Xieliu Lingzhi is more frightening and disturbing, but the opponent is obviously not yet at the point of being completely defeated.

At least after the ghost array and the mirror array were broken, the effect of the last spar was not immediately revealed to everyone.

But the downfall of Taiwei Heavenly Dao brought Sifang Realm into an unprecedented desperate situation in just a few days.

No one can comment on Tiandao's decision.

Perhaps the way of heaven above their heads has been carefully considered, and the evil current is in a weak state. This time is a rare opportunity, and it is possible to decide the outcome.

And Zhuo Qi, who has acquired spiritual wisdom, also understands the truth of not being my race. In his eyes, all living beings are treated equally and small, but after all, this place is too small.

Xie Liu is well aware of the meaning of keeping a low profile, at least his spiritual wisdom believes that it is not very cost-effective to inflict heavy damage on the body in order to destroy living beings.

Every attack of Xieliu Lingzhi is not without reason.

All his purpose is to break through the ancient evil sealing formation that locks the three keel veins.

Otherwise, he wouldn't go back to the mirror array and the ghost summoning array, and even Xiao Tianjie's imprint was to extract the spiritual power from the emperor's descending array.

In Shen Zhexue's little secret realm, the spiritual incarnation is indeed not deceiving, he never targets mortals, just like the undercurrent in the bottom of the Four Squares Realm does not choose to devour good people or bad people.

Even if the turbid air from Taiyi has acquired the wisdom of Taiwei creatures, it still upholds the most primitive nature.

Even if it involves calculations and conspiracy, this realm must be corroded and penetrated.

The way of heaven was defeated, and the burning red clouds in the sky at dusk of that day were like the thick blood flowing from Tai Wei's body, drawing a dark red outline on the mountain shadows with overlapping peaks.

This outline is like the outline of a vermilion pen, extending out from the horizon of the Sifangjie, reaching the abyss of the demons in the south, and reaching the snowy top of the lonely peak in the north, spreading endless black and red.

Since the fire burned the clouds that day, Sifangjie has never seen a ray of sunshine.

Renhuang is doing his best to stabilize his people, and at the same time, it is said that he is the third son overnight, saying that he does not want to be the king of subjugation.

In fact, when the nineteen-year-old Third Highness received the imperial edict, he also corrected his father's mistakes. The king of subjugated countries is not considered, but the king of subjugated worlds is more appropriate.

The young son of the prime minister's family who was sent to rule the city together patted his highness on the shoulder, and said cooperatively: "If you have one emperor and one courtier, then you can also make me a prime minister. I will bury my bones in the southern boundary and leave a name for myself in the future." Maybe it can become the name of a stone bridge in an ancient town or something."

Behind the Taiqing monk who came to take care of the common people, stood the formation cultivator of the Langfeng family. Coincidentally, it was the one who abandoned the competition in the Taiqing sect competition.

He heard the conversation between these two mortals, raised his brows, and said, "You two, the spirit screen of the imperial city is much stronger than this."

The little highness shrugged and said: "It was not my turn to be the emperor. I heard that the queen and the prince have sought the protection of Xianzong. If they want to keep their blood, they will stay. I should have been trapped in the deep palace more than ten years ago. Now It is not a loss to live and die with Nancheng."

After a pause, he said, "Besides, I hit it off with the Southern Realm, it seems like I've been there before."

The suave and peach-eyed young master also said: "That's right, maybe I also practiced formations in the southern realm in my previous life, but now I still have a headache when I see your formations."

He looked up at the huge plaque of Langfeng City, and the shimmering screen covered Langfeng, Yuncang, Qingxia, and the new city of Xihe.

Behind it is the old shadow of Langfeng Qianfeng.

The streets are criss-crossed, the moss marks are deep, and the light yellow Tangdi was beaten by blood and rain, and the flowers and branches were drooping. The son of the prime minister's family gave him a hand and greeted him: "Let's go, Your Majesty, you and I have a chance to marry each other even if we are a hundred years old." Fight against the evil flow of heaven, read books to help the world, and practice martial arts to protect the world, then you have to truly taste what it is like to serve the emperor as an emperor."

The little Highness dressed in black said: "Okay, let's go!"

The common people had received the firework for help and the manual for self-help half a month ago, and the fireworks were opened over the southern boundary one after another.

Almost the entire Xuanhu Peak has been moved here. In the outskirts outside the city where the human race lives together, it is the place where monks and common people infected with evil breath are stationed.

Since Taiwei's Heavenly Dao fell, the spiritual screen failed, and the evil breath has eroded a large number of living beings in the southern realm. If there was no previous prescription, the consequences would be disastrous.

But even so, there was an unavoidable distance between the continuous evil breath and the speed of Xuanhu Peak's treatment.

"Senior Sister." Qin Guzhen opened the curtain, walked past the steamy medicine stove, and brought a few bags of spiritual breath stones.

The busy Liu Lu figure paused, and Leng Wenyan turned around and said, "You are here, Guzhen."

Qin Guzhen and other formation cultivators are mainly responsible for assisting the spiritual screen formation in the Southern Realm. Although the number of cultivators in the Sifang Realm is not small, there are not many who can really hold up the spiritual screen that can withstand the blood rain.

More than half of the major sects and even the scattered cultivators who traveled around gathered in the most populous southern realm, and took turns to set up a formation to open the spirit screen.

The Xieliu River is water, and the water should moisten everything silently, but after the rain of blood falls, the evil breath hidden in the ground will be evaporated, corroding the barrier in every possible way.

As the way of heaven was backlashed by the evil current, the aura of the four directions was also in disorder. Their formation cultivation sense was the strongest, and now they are exhausted after a day's rotation.

Qin Guzhen changed into the bloody clothes, and there were still red raindrops in her hair that hadn't been completely removed.

She put the spirit breath stone on the table, and when she lowered her head, she could clearly see the gray eyes in Leng Wenyan's eyes.

Leng Wenyan knew that Qin Guzhen had been assisting in the formation of the formation puppet against the emperor Jiang Xi these days.

Although Xieliu Lingzhi has mastered most of the power of heaven, it may not be able to master it immediately.

But after all, he still has an emperor Jiangxi in his hand. Shen Zhexue and the others had scooped up a wave of disciples back then, but there were still several Lingjuns around, so they still needed to be on guard.

Jun Rujing, who was also born in the emperor's son Jiangxi, now wakes up every seven days, and the twelve hours are constantly crowded, which is still not enough.

Among the remaining disciples descended from the emperor, half of the puppet secret techniques have not yet been solved, and there are very few monks who can specialize in resisting the sneak attack of this sect.

Qin Guzhen is one of the few.

"Drink the medicine and go to sleep." Leng Wenyan took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Guzhen, "It's not good for your health to run out of spiritual energy."

Qin Guzhen's eyes fell on Leng Wenyan's willow-colored clothes as if unintentionally, the root of her tongue was bitter before taking the medicine.

She said: "Senior sister, I will pay you back."

Gripping Leng Wenyan's arm with his backhand, he felt pain under his palm, "Senior Brother Leng, Mr. Jing has already been there, maybe we can parasitize puppets in the future, if it is not possible, Elder Shen also said that he can turn into a sword spirit..."

She suddenly felt that it was very meaningless to repeat these comforts. She was the one who had received countless comforts.

She knows best whether well-intentioned reassurance or false reassurance is useful.

So she simply reached out and hugged Leng Wenyan.

"Guzhen?" Leng Wen's long eyelashes like crow feathers blinked.

"Senior Sister, I was in Qingxia City that day and saw Yu Ting of Hanshan."

After Shen Zhexue wiped out Hanshan, Yu Ting went through the Discipline Hall once. As the head of Hanshan, he would naturally not be clean. Although he did not participate in the conspiracy with the evil current, he had a lot of lives on his hands.

In the past, under the gust of corridor wind, he pushed his disciples and Shi Yuan to be the human spirit screen, which is his usual style of handling things.

When Leng Wenyan saw him, it was the day when he died.

She said softly: "It's like a dream, I used to like him so much, but now it's gone with the water."

The bitter breath emanated from Leng Wenyan's temples. Qin Gu really thought about it countless times, and thought about it countless times, and it was finally announced.

"Senior sister, you are completely different from what I heard before. I like you very much now. Don't blame yourself. Even if you want to leave Taiqingzong one day, please tell me first."

Leng Wenyan was startled, pursed his lips, swallowed the sudden grievance, and said, "Well, let me tell you."

Ah Heng, who was dispensing medicine at the side, quietly said to the senior medical practitioner of the Qingxia Family: "Do you smell anything?"

"The medicine is not cured." The other party replied.

In Ah Heng's eyes, the senior brother of the Qingxia family is comparable to a sword cultivator, and she is also very careless. She deliberately said: "Who said it's not confusing, I heard the sound of sizzling."

With a glance, it landed on the earlobe of the other party, "It's obviously roasted red."

The brother of the Qingxia family coughed, turned his gaze away from the pair of embracing figures, and said solemnly: "Nowadays, some of our people are constantly infected, so don't be careless, you will have nothing to say when you lie down. .”

Ah Heng smiled bitterly, and said: "Master said, if she is infected, you should contact Elder Shen and try the new prescription. If I really lie down and go crazy, you can try me too. Brother's manuscript will be fine when I urge you."

"Nonsense." Qingxia's family suddenly reprimanded: "Doctors are human too, you have to learn to take care of yourself, besides we are here, it's not your turn to rush ahead as a newcomer."

"Okay." Ah Heng agreed in a drawn-out tone, hiding his sadness with drooping eyelashes, and said, "I heard that Elder Shen is coming, we should be able to get better."

Leng Wenyan was weak and stood in front of her for a long time, and was finally helped here to help.

The task of taking care of the medicine stove is not difficult. These juniors here are brewing and dispensing medicines, but they clearly know that their seniors are fighting against evil spirits and evil things in front, and are doing their best at the risk of being contaminated by evil spirits. Save every infected person.

A cauldron of medicinal furnaces is on the verge of desperate difficulties to isolate the outside world.

Yaolu here are probably the new disciples recruited by these two batches. They are not very old, but they are all ready to go forward at any time and fight side by side with the teachers.

"...It will be fine." Senior Brother Qingxia looked sideways at the curling white smoke above the medicine stove, and said, "If it wasn't for the Immortal Court True Immortal, just the technique of turning blood into spirit would have exhausted his spirit strength."

Ah Heng's pupils shrank, and he asked, "What?"

Qingxia Medical Cultivator is also the direct descendant of the owner of Xuanhu Peak, and likes to study cold medicine books on weekdays, and he can already guess that "the evil breath does not come from the four directions, except Elder Shen, who can understand it?"

He took a deep breath, stared at the end of the smoke, and said: "He said to the master that day, this prescription is the concentration of medical practitioners in the four directions, so how can it be considered a great contribution because he blindly takes the medicine alone?" , in the end it is up to us to save people, if this prescription can no longer be supported, he will come to purify the evil current with the ancient secret method."

"Junior Sister Heng, the situation outside is far more dangerous than we thought, Sifangjie is really a moment of life and death."

He looked at Ah Heng, a smile appeared on his usual solemn face, and he said, "You and I are both medical practitioners, so I won't stop you, but senior brother hopes that if you can slow me down a step, my spirit screen will also be gone." It’s not worse than the array cultivation.”

Ah Heng paused for a moment, patted his cheek hard, and said, "I promise you!"

On the night when Shen Zhexue set off for the southern boundary, Shi Yuan was also preparing to go to all the big formations except the emperor Jiangxi.

Now that the evil breath is rising, the evil thing that has condensed into water may have entered the formation, causing frequent earthquakes in the four directions.

Although those evil things will not destroy the seal, but they absorb the power of heaven along with the evil flow, and they are also corroding the gate of the formation bit by bit, so we must not take it lightly.

In the current Sifang Realm, there is only Shen Zhexue's true immortal blood, and Shi Yuan is half of it. With the blessing of the heavenly spiritual power inherited by Shen Zhexue, if the evil is really strong enough to touch the seal, Shi Yuan can also make up for it.

And after Shen Zhexue's trip to the southern border, he will take the emperor's son Jiangxi directly, bring the Aoyuan sword, and kill Xieliu Lingzhi.

This time, Shi Yuan couldn't go with him.

He is the backup body of Xie Liu's spiritual wisdom left in the human world, and he was also transformed by the spiritual core. If he rashly followed Shen Zhexue to the Western Realm, under the pressure of Xie Liu, once he was taken away, the consequences would be disastrous.

Shi Yuan's body is far stronger than Yaozu Yiyue's, and it will only help Xieliu's spiritual wisdom. If he is a little careless, he may not only be unable to protect Shen Zhexue, but may also cause infinite crises.

He clearly knows the pros and cons of this.

But knowing is not everything.

From the moment when they recalled the thousand-year memory, until now, they actually gather less and leave more.

After Shen Zhexue and Yan Yuanhan talked about the follow-up arrangements, they saw a little light outside the dark room, like stars and moons.

He raised his head in front of the book case, and saw a young man with a loose figure walking steadily, and the lantern painted with white plums on snow swayed gently in the wind.

The apprentice came over with a lamp.

The warm light spread softly between his brows, with an indescribable warmth.

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*Qingxia Medical Cultivator, first appeared in Chapter 28, the third place in the competition, unknown to the public and studying hard, is a god of learning.

*A Heng, first appeared in Chapter 56, ranked sixteenth in the inner gate of Xuanhu Peak.The above script confessed to Shi Yuan, and then left gracefully.The cultivation base is not bad, the paper man is really happy.

*Third Highness and the young son of the prime minister's family, according to the rules, the monks did not reincarnate, but who they were in the past can freely testify, it is an easter egg, after all, they are just themselves now.

Let me talk about QAQ again. In the end, there may be more people coming out of this dungeon. After all, it depends on the protagonist to fight the boss, but in this article, one or two people cannot save a world from disasters... and it will be over in less than ten chapters. Those who don’t like group portraits or want to raise them can save them!