Xianjun Breeding Guide

That is, the Lingbo sect has not yet been exterminated, and Mu Zhuliu is still a serious head of the immortal family.

Bai Ziyou has been imprisoned in a dark cave for nearly a hundred years. Sixteen thick black ice chains fell on his thin body. The frost grass in the bright and warm spring is frozen here.

Xiao Xianjun lowered his head, kneeling and sitting in the middle of the pool deep in the cave, breathing weakly, as if a little injury could shatter this fragile body.

Footsteps suddenly echoed in the cave.

Contemptuous and extremely disciplined, he should be a well-educated and well-mannered child of the fairy family.

Bai Ziyou's tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly.

He was afraid of someone coming here.She was afraid that Danxia would have the idea of ​​torturing herself again, that she would be punished by the red rope-like restraint, and that her bloody pain would eventually turn into a sneer from his mouth.

"who are you?"

The footsteps stopped at the edge of the pool, and the man asked.

Bai Ziyou opened his eyes and looked around.

The man was dressed in gold and red robes, his hair was tied with a jade crown, and there was a string of wind chimes hanging around his waist, which jingled and jingled when he walked, which was a very coquettish outfit.

Most of the disciples of the Xian family were dressed in simple and elegant clothes. Xiao Xianjun had never met many people before. Where had he seen such a different kind of person? He immediately opened his eyes wide, hesitated for a moment, and said timidly, "Who are you?"

The man smiled brightly, and reported his family background: "Lingbo faction, Mu Zhuliu."

Mu Zhuliu smiled and looked quite friendly, completely different from the people who were ordered by Danxia earlier.Bai Ziyou looked at him from the beginning to the end, couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Since you don't know who I am, what are you doing here?"

"I heard that there is an immortal on Qingya Mountain, as bright as the moon and as cold as snow. I always feel that the rumors are a bit exaggerated, and I want to see with my own eyes what kind of immortal it is." Mu Zhuliu walked around the pool, " Seeing it today, it is as true as the rumors."

Xiao Xianjun blushed suddenly.

He moved his body awkwardly, trying to sit up a little more upright.But he didn't want the Xuanbing chain to rattle and rattle, which made him even more embarrassed.

"I was imprisoned here, and I haven't seen it for a long time..." It's not like I haven't seen anyone.Bai Ziyou blinked his eyes, and Cuibi's eyes were like green leaves in the summer wind, revealing a long-lost vitality, and changed his words: "I have never seen such a good person like you."

"Me? I'm a good person?" Mu Zhuliu suddenly laughed, "I just said a few words to you, so I'm a good person?"

Bai Ziyou stared at him blankly, not understanding what was so funny about it.

"Since Xianjun praised me so much, then I will do a good deed and take Xianjun away from here." Mu Zhuliu raised his hand, but he didn't see any weapons unsheathed, only heard the muffled "bang bang" sound one after another, ten The six black ice chains snapped and fell into the pool, causing huge splashes.

Now that I think about it, Mu Zhuliu was able to easily break the chain of mysterious ice in the cloud realm, so he came prepared and it was quite suspicious.

But at that time, Xiao Xianjun did not think of this.

He was drenched all over, staring blankly at the scattered broken chains, immersed in the trance of getting out of trouble for a long time, unable to recover.It wasn't until she was carried by Mu Zhuliu out of the pool, through the long and dark cave, and the warm sunlight outside the cave shone on her body, that she flinched a little.

"Why, you don't want to go?"

"No, no." After being imprisoned for too long, Xiao Xianjun couldn't even stand firmly, let alone go down the mountain alone.He was afraid that this person would abandon him and walk away, so he quickly reached out and hugged him tightly, and whispered, "Where are you taking me?"

"Go to Limbo Pie."

Limbo school?Bai Ziyou has never heard of this sect, but as long as it is not in the cloud environment, it can be done anywhere.He nodded and said innocently: "You hide me in a place where the cloud environment can't find me, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

Mu Zhuliu laughed again, did not speak, but lowered his eyelashes slightly to hide the pity in his eyes.

It was a period of rare joy after a disaster.

Xiao Xianjun was hidden in the Book Pavilion to recuperate from his wounds, and he had inexhaustible exquisite snacks every day, as well as a steady stream of spiritual stones to heal his wounds.It has been so stable for a year, and the whole world is calm and peaceful, and there is no disturbance caused by the disappearance of the fairy king of Qingya Mountain.

The Limbo Sect is just a small sect with a weak foundation, how can it stand such a long time of tossing.

However, Mu Zhuliu seemed to be obsessed with ghosts, and when Bai Ziyou responded to his requests, he almost emptied the entire sect, and sent many clever and cute little disciples to talk with him.

Bai Ziyou's injury was getting better, and the smile in his eyes was increasing day by day. As a reward, he taught all the things he had learned in the cloud environment and taught his younger disciples how to practice.

In the dead of night, Xiao Xianjun occasionally has a slight illusion.

I seem to have a home again.

If Ri Mu Zhuliu was not suddenly besieged by monsters that day, this dream would have lasted a little longer.

pity.

Fortunately, too.

In the evening of that day, the younger disciples suddenly came to report crying, saying that the master had fainted on the mountain path.Bai Ziyou's heart skipped a beat, he didn't even have time to put on his coat, and hurriedly followed them to find someone.

Mu Zhuliu fell unconscious on the mountain road, blood flowed all over the ground, ticking along the bluestone steps.

Bai Ziyou rushed to his side, the emerald green spiritual power burst into light, and the surrounding plants began to sprout and grow in an instant, swaying and emitting a little bit of fluorescence, lending the essence of vegetation.

He desperately wanted to save the gradually cooling body.

The group of little disciples formed a circle, yelling in a panic, and some were crying loudly at a loss, making a mess.Suddenly someone said: "Shouldn't the immortals have fairy creatures of life and death?"

All of a sudden the wind and the moon are quiet.

The older disciples who came behind were also taken aback, one of them came out more and made a bow, and said: "If the fairy has a fairy that can save the head's life, please help me a little bit. Ling Bo From now on, Pai is willing to be the leader of Xianjun, and only asks Xianjun to save someone's life!"

A group of people knelt down on the mountain road.

Bai Ziyou raised his head blankly.

Why... is this so?But I really don't have any healing magic.

He stood there in a daze, letting the mountain wind blow, without moving, the grass and trees gradually withered, and the light spots scattered in the air with the wind.

Soon, whispers came from the silent crowd.

"Is Xianjun unwilling to save people?"

"It's obviously a fairy..."

"I heard that the sect leader saved this fairy, but—" "Hush!"

Without the protection of the spirit of vegetation, Mu Zhuliu's soul gradually weakened, his complexion turned gray, and he stopped breathing in an instant.The younger disciple had already started to cry.

This man is about to lose his wits.

Bai Ziyou woke up from his confusion, but there was nothing he could do. He could only continue to use the spirit of plants and trees to prolong Mu Zhuliu's life for a while, but he was grabbed by a young disciple who was closest and cried, "You Isn’t he an immortal from Yunjing? The sect master treats you so well, why don’t you even save him!?”

"Yes, why..."

"The head of the sect has never treated an immortal badly in this year!"

Whispering, many pairs of eyes quietly stared at him, suppressing the secret and unspoken resentment, and the rain was about to come.

"I don't have such a fairy..."

Xiao Xianjun was suddenly pushed and fell to the side of the mountain road, almost crying from the pain.

He didn't understand what he did wrong, he didn't understand why he became like this in a blink of an eye, and he didn't understand why he was always rejected by others.

Seeing that Bai Ziyou's body was covered in mud, those emerald green spots of light gathered around him at once, surrounded him worriedly, conveying the intimacy and concern of the flowers and plants.

Xiao Xianjun blinked his eyes, his eye sockets became slightly hot, and there was a trace of inexplicable sourness in his heart.

At this moment, a rosy cloud slowly floated from the sky, with a faint fairy air, and the hem of the flowing cloud clothes gently flicked, and with a pair of dust-free shoes landing, it was like a cloud descending into the mountains.

"Immortal Bailu, it's easy for me to find." Ning Yunshen glanced at the messy mountain road, "What's going on here?"

"This is the head of my family..." The clever disciple suddenly reacted, "Xianjun! My head is besieged by monsters and dying, I beg Xianjun to save the head, Lingbo sent a wish—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a hint of amusement in the eyes of the new fairy, took out a pill from his sleeve, bent down and put it into Mu Zhuliu's mouth.

After a while, Mu Zhuliu coughed and opened his eyes.

"The head! The head is awake!"

"Is the leader okay? Great!"

"Immortal... dare to ask this immortal king or immortal name? Great kindness, great virtue, Lingbo Sect will never forget it!"

"Danxia." Ning Yunshen said indifferently, "I just came here to arrest the sinner, and it's nothing worth mentioning."

"Sinner?" All the disciples were puzzled for a moment, and suddenly said, "No wonder the original fairy is unwilling to save people! He is a sinner imprisoned in the fairyland! How dare he deceive us for so long, it is really abominable! The fairy wants to arrest him back Severe punishment?"

Danxia raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, becoming more and more interested in this sect, she glanced at the bloodless Bai Ziyou, and was about to speak, when suddenly her clothes tightened, she couldn't help looking down.

Mu Zhuliu's blood-stained hands tightly clutched his robe, and it was clear that he escaped from death, but his eyes were shining with unconcealable ambition.

He is laughing.

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