The old cultivator Su was persuading Qing Yuezi, but Qing Yuezi did not reply here, but just looked straight at Qing Yangzi who was seriously injured in front of him.

The two are not only the relationship between senior brother and junior sister, but Qingyangzi is also her biological brother.

Therefore, after Qingyangzi fell, he joined Qingyuezi. He was a dignified Taoist, but he became the help of Qingyuezi.

Unfortunately, Qingyangzi is in a very poor state now. It is a strange magical power, which is too weird.

When Qing Yuezi used her eyes, she could not understand the ins and outs of this strange magic power. Even Qing Yuezi took action personally and used her profound skills, but she could not dispel her.

It was a mysterious gray substance, which had been integrated with Qingyangzi's scattered qi and blood, and could not be separated. Qingyuezi even cut off some of the gray substance, but at the same time, it had some of the qi and blood, which also dissipated with the gray substance, taking away a lot of vitality from Qingyangzi.

The terrible result is that such a strange substance is also eroding Qingyangzi's soul light. This is not the annihilation of the soul, but a deeper death. Qingyangzi is forgetting some things, supreme inheritance, Taoist magical powers, and past memories, all under the erosion of gray matter, and gradually being forgotten by Qingyangzi.

There are even many extremely basic concepts.

Flowers, birds, fish and insects, the sun and the moon rise and fall, the men and women are separated... all seem to be confused by Qingyangzi.

This is a real tragic situation. A generation of Taoist sects showed signs of death and death. The gray matter was very strange, entangled in the blood and blood, part of which erode the soul, and part of which nourished the soul's origin.

This is a strange substance between birth and death, which brings endless pain to Qingyangzi and tortures him severely.

The person who took action was a casual cultivator under Qing Yuzi's command. He made a pair of judges' pens the natal magic weapon. Half of Qing Yangzi's body collapsed under the pair of judges' pens, and then the thing that seemed like ink had already penetrated into Qing Yangzi's qi and blood and turned into gray matter.

There was no way out. Qing Yuezi invited many top casual cultivators under his command, and even powerful people at the half-step Nascent Soul realm, but could not solve Qing Yangzi's miserable situation. Some monks even traced the roots and saw extremely frightened scenes. They kept silent and refused to tell Qing Yuezi the origin of this gray matter. But in the end they left words like prophecy, and concluded that if Qing Yangzi fell here, they would be scattered. Even under the erosion of gray matter, their body and soul would become some kind of indescribable monster, and their soul could not even go up to the list of gods.

Qing Yuezi lost his calmness and was very panicked. With Qing Yangzi's injury, even if Qing Yuezi took action, she had only three or four days to survive.

...

The huge temple was already much deserted. Everyone stood in front of Qing Yuezi, looking at the frosty face of the fairy girl, but they dared not speak.

This is the fourth day. Even though Qing Yuezi has refined many treasures of heaven and earth to nourish Qing Yangzi's body, and even warmed up his soul, as the gray mysterious substance grows, Qing Yangzi continues to deteriorate here.

His hair has turned gray.

This is an extremely dry color, without a trace of vitality or luster, as if it were a corpse hair.

The old marks also appeared on Qingyangzi's wrinkled skin.

These are just appearances, and more importantly, Qing Yangzi's vitality and soul are gradually dissipating.

The mysterious substances have filled most of Qingyangzi's meridians, muscles, bones, Dantian, and Niwan Palace.

Even Qing Yuezi gave up and continued to temper the treasures in her hands into Qing Yangzi's body. In her opinion, Qing Yangzi had already reached the end of the road.

"Tianchenzi."

A Taoist in the green robe walked out of the crowd, standing beside Qing Yuezi, looking at Qing Yuezi with a very gentle look.

Seeing Tian Chenzi's figure, there was a rare look in Qing Yuezi's eyes.

This is a Taoist who is in the half-step Nascent Soul realm. Even in terms of fighting skills and other insights, it is still above Qingyuezi. A few years ago, the Taoist came to Qingyuezi to join Qingyuezi. Countless fighting skills of all sizes not only helped Qingyuezi through several crises, but also deeply touched Qingyuezi's profound understanding of practice.

Taixuan Sect is the leader of the righteous path, and Qingyuezi is one of the twelve Taoist sons of Taixuan Sect.

This is a truly amazing genius. When facing Tian Chenzi, he often feels ashamed of himself.

Over the past few years, before I knew it, Tian Chenzi's figure had occupied a considerable position in Qing Yuezi's heart.

Feelings arise secretly.

But now it is not the time when the moon is under the flowers, Qing Yuezi turned to look at Qing Yangzi, who was constantly passing by.

"Why is this the same school fight? The casual cultivator who sent the judge to kill him and sacrificed his brother's death."

Even though it was the righteous fairy, this situation really made her angry and murderous.

Tian Chenzi nodded, and before he could speak, he turned around and left the temple.

In the border area, the person guarding the pass was replaced by this casual cultivator who made the judge. It seems that Qingyuzi also knew about the changes in Qingyangzi here. He knew that what he had done was too much, but he was afraid that he would have to endure the sect's questioning afterwards.

No matter what the situation of the Gods is, it is ultimately a traitor of the same sects. Even the people in the Demonic Way dare not put such a thing on the surface and make people verbal talk.

At least in the eyes of others, the Qingcaozi was first crossed to Buddhism. Now Qingyangzi has fallen into the hands of his fellow disciples. For a moment, the Twelve Teuts of Taixuan have already left two of them.

Keeping this person to guard the gate also means giving Qing Yuezi an explanation.

There is nothing to say about this battle.

After a few years, the battles between big and big, Tianchenzi has gradually gained fame. Not only among the casual cultivators, but even the Taoist cultivators are amazed at this person's methods. Among the cultivators who are now in the end, this one is not only one of the most likely people to be promoted to the Nascent Soul realm.

With the Tiangang magic power in his hand, the judge's pen of the casual cultivator was useless. The gray matter was flashing with strange light, but it could not fall on Tianchenzi.

After only ten breaths of fighting, Tianchenzi shook off the Tiangang ban and imprisoned the casual cultivator.

He was not dressed and coughed blood in his mouth. He struggled under the ban.

"Tianchenzi, I know you! You can't kill me! Once I die, Qingyangzi will definitely not be able to survive!"

This is a profound method of restraint. In the void, Su Lao was watching the battle, but he could only see the casual cultivator struggling to open his mouth, but could not hear what he was saying. Only Tian Chenzi heard the words of the casual cultivator in a true way.

His figure paused, as if he was hesitant, but in the end, Tian Chenzi chuckled.

"What does Qingyangzi have to do with me when he lives or dies!"

After saying that, the magic power of Tiangang was dispersed, and the Xuanzong Qi directly destroyed the body of the scattered cultivator.

This is a terrifying killing technique, and even the void penetrates a small part.

Even in the gale of wind, even part of the origin of the soul of the scattered cultivator was wiped out. Amid the screams, the remaining residual souls were wrapped in the way of the Gods and the Gods and the Gods.

The blue wind dissipated, but the pair of judges who stayed there were intact.

This is not an ordinary magical power! This is Tian Chenzi's killing technique, which can even penetrate the void, but a pair of magic weapons has not even been left with a scratch on the storm of the storm.

A curious look appeared in Tian Chenzi's eyes.

Just as he was about to look at it carefully, Tian Chenzi's face suddenly set up a blue rainbow light, and his body suddenly retreated.

The pair of judges' brushwork was jade-colored, and at this moment it seemed like sieve chaff. In an instant, all the jade-colored skin peeled off, revealing the color inside.

A pair of gray judge pens.

Color is not important, but more importantly, it is the horror aura emitted from the judge's pen.

Even if Tian Chenzi was half a step into the Nascent Soul, he felt that his life and death were all in the thoughts of the judge's pen.

A gray column of light soared into the sky.

...

At the same time, in the temple, Qing Yangzi's body was completely wrapped in special gray matter.

There is no more Qing Yangzi in time.

Qing Yuezi used her pupil technique in her eyes, and she saw it clearly at this moment. Everything in the body in front of her was changed under the invasion of gray matter.

Qi, blood, bones, and five internal organs and five qi are all changing in a treacherous direction.

Everything, including Qingyangzi's soul, was completely forgotten, and then a strange fluctuation emerged in the gray matter, pouring into Qingyangzi's soul, as if replicating someone's memory.

In addition, on Qingyangzi's spiritual platform, the Taoist patterns belonging to "Taixuan Yu Jingce" gradually disappeared, and replaced by the gray Taoist patterns that even Qingyuezi could not see through.

The pattern is clear and the pattern is clear, but what is strange is that after Qing Yuezi saw it, she could no longer remember the specific shape of the pattern.

This is a complete change, and there is no difference between Qingyangzi or gray matter.

The two are completely integrated into one and become another brand new existence.

Whether it is his voice, appearance, or his body fat and thin, he has completely changed.

This is a fat Taoist with a cute face, wearing a gray robe.

A pair of small eyes squeezed against a fat face. It is obvious that people with extremely kind appearance should be very kind, but they are full of vicissitudes of life.

But if Su Muzhe was here, he would be surprised to find that there was no power of time on this person's body!

But this vicissitudes of life cannot be faked!

The judge's pen in the distance turned into a flowing light and rushed towards him, followed by Tian Chenzi, whose face was gloomy and gloomy, seemed to be still in fear.

It was clearly noon, but the sky suddenly became gloomy. Above the dim and hazy sky, there was a bright moon hanging in the gray.

"The silver moon comes out of the mountain pass..."

The fat Taoist whispered softly, stroking the judge's pen that seemed like a magic weapon of the Three Ancient Times, and the gray matter that could be seen before was flowing by the fingertips.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Tian Chenzi also flashed and landed beside Qing Yuezi, looking at the sky.

This silence did not last long.

The dim sky was suddenly torn apart.

The chess Taoist appeared with an ancient sword in his hand, with a gloomy face, as if trying his best to hide his anger in his heart. On the other side was the boy Jingyue. Compared to the Taoist, he was quite calm, but his eyes were full of sighs when he looked at the Yinyue.

The Taoist who plays a chess and holds a sword and points directly at the fat Taoist.

"Person Lu! If you want to ruin this situation of God, you will have a fight with me first!"

Unexpectedly, this fat Taoist named Lu Punisher shook his head desertedly when facing the sword force of the chess Taoist Jian Feng.

"You and I have a battle, but today, the dark sky, the gray earth, the red water... is not the time."

He said something insidiously, and the angry face of the chess Taoist suddenly froze. Even the Jingyue Boy no longer looked at the Yinyue, and looked at Lu Punishment in shock and suspicion.

After saying that, Lu Pian's figure suddenly became dimmer and dimmed. Everyone thought there was an illusion in front of them. In the blink of an eye, Lu Pian's figure was no longer there in the air, with only a wisp of gray smoke, which seemed to merge with the silver moon above the sky.

As we watched, after another breath, the sky was clear and the clouds were clear. In the dim sky curtain, the figures of the Taoist chess and the boy Jingyue disappeared from the sky.
Chapter completed!