Dressed as a rival in the world of immortals

At this moment, Xie Muxun has regained his original appearance, and because of his cultivation, his lips are redder and his teeth are whiter. His handsome face is flawless, comparable to the person in the painting.

After recovering from the astonishment of his face-changing in public, the surrounding people were amazed by him.Either showing an obsessed look brightly, or quietly blushing in a low-key and shy manner, and whispering admiration to relatives and friends beside him.

There was also an old lady who praised frankly: "This Xiaodao is so handsome!"

Not only the ordinary people, but even the monks who were used to beauties were stunned.

"Who? Brother Lin, who did you just mention?" A disciple looked at Xie Muxun with a bewildered expression, and his voice was unclear, as if he wanted to get to know Xie Muxun.

"I seem to have heard of this name before!" The other disciple was not fascinated. He tilted his head and thought for a while with an expression of no emotion, and felt that the name sounded familiar.

The two young disciples looked at their senior brothers, while the older monk who had just seen Xie Muxun's identity showed a look of embarrassment, his eyes signaled them not to speak, then turned around and cupped his hands at Xie Muxun: "Yes! I'm being abrupt, and I hope fellow Taoists don't take it to heart. Huh?"

As soon as his words fell to the ground, Xie Muxun grabbed his wrist.

"I don't know if you have time to send me to the Qingyin sect? Thank you!"

The old monk was stunned by Xie Muxun's sharp eyes. He didn't expect that he would be shocked by a mere little fellow daoist at the end of foundation establishment.At that moment, he suddenly suspected that the person in front of him was really the Immortal Mingshu who had passed away for 300 years, and let the Immortal Tanyue hunt him down for 300 years!

No, it's impossible, but...

The elder monk's Adam's apple slipped, and he couldn't say a word "no" to those eyes.

He was really fine at the moment, after swallowing, he said, "Okay."

Immediately, under the inexplicable eyes of several juniors, the elder monk drew his sword out of its sheath, jumped onto the hilt, and prepared to take Xie Muxun to the Qingyinzong.

When doing this action, he was also a little puzzled, since he had reached the final stage of foundation establishment, why did he still lead the way?Do you not know the way to Qingyinzong?How could someone who loves Tanyue Xianjun not know where Qingyinzong is?

Just as he was thinking, he saw Xie Muxun jumping directly onto his sword.

Elder monk: "..."

Several people flew with their swords and went straight to the direction of Qingyin Mountain.

Xie Muxun stood behind the elder monk, his whole body could not stop trembling slightly.

He didn't know how he could help Song Yan by going to Qingyinzong, he just felt his head was in a mess, and wanted to ask those former brothers and sisters to take him to the place where Song Yan disappeared!

Then... and then!

Xie Muxun was agitated, and suddenly felt a wave of true energy rushing through his body, as if it was about to break through his body.It felt extremely terrifying, as if the whole person was about to be torn apart by an invisible force!

The excruciating pain in his limbs made him almost unable to stand still, and he leaned against the old monk all of a sudden.

Several people in the company were taken aback, seeing his originally fair cheeks suddenly turned abnormally red, they asked him worriedly if there was something wrong.

The force of the collision seemed to have weakened by half, Xie Muxun insisted that it was all right, and let the elder monk continue on his way.For some reason, the elder monk subconsciously obeyed a person whose cultivation level was far inferior to his own.

After going through many difficulties, Xie Muxun had another seizure on the way, and the group finally arrived at Qingyinzong.

The disciple guarding the mountain saw them and was about to ask their identities, when he saw Xie Muxun looking like he was about to die, his exposed skin was all red, bent over like a boiled shrimp.Moreover, there seemed to be air currents moving under his skin, which looked very scary.

"Why is this fellow daoist... ah, Immortal Chengnan!" The door guard disciple suddenly shouted, and then showed a worried expression.It's just that this worry is not for Xie Muxun, but for the immortal Lord Tanyue who has lost contact for a week.

Immortal Chengnan returned to the mountain with Yujian, looking very hurried, but it seemed that someone was injured.With the benevolent attitude of a doctor, he immediately looked over, but was stunned when he saw Xie Muxun's face!

Mingshu!

No, it's Xie Muxun!

and many more!

Immortal Chengnan's joy disappeared in an instant, and he had already realized that the spell that Song Yan cast on Xie Muxun had disappeared. It was a spell that did not disappear even when Song Yan was on the verge of death after crossing his blood!

"Chengnan Immortal..." Xie Muxun found him, struggling to call him with the support of a middle-aged monk.

Immortal Chengnan came back to his senses, rushed over with a stride, and took Xie Muxun.

"Ming... Ah Xun! What's the matter with you?" Immortal Cheng Nan asked while checking Xie Muxun's spiritual veins, his eyes suddenly became serious.

"How is Song Yan? Did you find it?" Xie Muxun asked, holding Xianjun Chengnan's hand, his head tilted into the opponent's arms, and his whole body was still twitching slightly in pain.

Immortal Chengnan looked at the people around him, expressed his gratitude to those monks who brought Xie Muxun, and let the disciples guarding the mountain entertain him well, then took Xie Muxun and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and came to the Green Bamboo Peak.

Returning to the Qingzhu Peak after a long absence, Xie Muxun did not feel any joy.Although Xianjun Chengnan didn't answer his question, he could tell from the heavy expression that Song Yan was still missing.

"The aura in your body is violent, it's very dangerous, I'll give it to you first..."

"Leave me alone! Go find Song Yan!"

Xie Muxun was extremely annoyed, his rationality told him that he couldn't help much, but he didn't expect that he would be so unlucky, what kind of aura riot would be staged at such a critical moment!

Could it be because he had hurt Song Yan's heart several times, so God refused to let him look for Song Yan?

Forget it, as long as Song Yan can return safely, he can do whatever he wants!

"If Song Yan is injured, I need...need you! I'm fine, I'll just rest here for a while!"

Xie Muxun let go of Chengnan Xianjun's sleeves and started to chase people away.Now that he is like this, let's not waste the time of Xianjun Chengnan.

"No, you can't bear the spiritual power in your body right now. If you don't deal with it, you will explode and die!" Immortal Cheng Nan finished speaking, and directly performed a teleportation technique, and the two returned to the house where Xie Muxun once lived. .

It still maintains the appearance before Xie Muxun left, but it is spotless.

Xie Muxun looked at it, his eyes felt astringent.

Immortal Chengnan helped Xie Muxun into a cross-legged sitting posture, and sat behind him in the same posture, light blue spiritual power continuously emerged from his palms, and slowly injected into Xie Muxun's body along his back .

After about a quarter of an hour, Xie Muxun's violent aura was finally temporarily stabilized, and he finally had time to breathe, his cheeks gradually turned a faint crimson color.

"I'm fine, go find Song Yan!"

"No, the spiritual power in your body may riot again at any time, I can't just leave like this!"

Xie Muxun suddenly regretted coming to the Voiceless Sect. If he hadn't been too impulsive, he wouldn't have been in such a situation where he "tied" the Chengnan Immortal!

"Why can't my body bear my own spiritual power!" He shouted angrily.

"Because..." Immortal Chengnan hesitated to speak, and turned his head away after saying two words.

Xie Muxun was originally venting, but from Chengnan Xianjun's expression, he felt that there must be some secret hidden in it that he didn't know.

Is it about Song Yan?

He asked again, and Chengnan Xianjun gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and said: "Because the cultivation in your body is not only your own, but also Tanyue, regardless of safety and danger, will save you every 300 years for 30 years." The cultivation base that has passed through a time of blood!"

Crossing... crossing the blood?

Xie Muxun had no idea what it was, but the words "regardless of safety" could tell how dangerous it was!

Wait, every 30 years?

Doesn't Song Yan practice in closed doors every 30 years?

Is it...? !

Xie Muxun's eyes widened suddenly.

Could it be that Song Yan retreats every 30 years not for cultivation, but for healing? !

——I am going to retreat for about two years.

Xie Muxun seemed to see the scene of Song Yan coming to say goodbye a few months ago again, so Song Yan had already exhausted his blood at that time?

When did you cross?

Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly remembered that before he bought the shop, there were many strange bloodstains on his face. At that time, Song Yan and Chengnan Xianjun took him to a strange mountain villa for treatment, but the whole process was difficult for him. totally no idea!

Song Yan must have drained his blood at that time!

There was a dull pain in the heart, and Xie Muxun felt a little difficult to breathe.