This Qingyang Palace was not originally called Qingyang Palace, but was changed by Qingyang. So many people in the city called their Highness the Qingyang Palace as the name of Qingyang Palace, and called their Highness the Qingyang Palace, or the Prince of Qingyang. Because just four years ago, the Fire Snake Girl actually gave birth to another child, and it was a dragon and phoenix twin, one man and one woman, the man was called Jie, and the woman was called Xing, which was to remember the disaster that almost destroyed the Tiger Tomb and the luck of surviving under the siege of the demon.

The name of Your Highness Qingyang is to distinguish Your Highness Jiao. After all, everyone cannot call him the title of Your Highness Rui directly, so he named him Qingyang Hall where Your Highness Rui lives.

The wind blew endlessly, blowing into the Huling Palace and into the Qingyang Palace. The original coolness seemed to have become a murderous intent.

"Your Highness is planning to deal with the evil ghost country and the lion and camel country, but the evil ghosts and monsters in those two countries are afraid they are not easy to deal with." said the crying father.

Qingyang smiled and said, "It is easy to destroy the country and destroy the city, but sometimes it is extremely difficult. The ghost country and the demon country are different from our human kingdoms. For them, magical powers are the foundation, but we are not like this."

When crying father listened and listened to these things in his heart, in his opinion, Qingyang's words and deeds had special meaning. If he realized it carefully, he would always gain something and understand something.

"You go and call Thirteen, go to Lianyun Mountain today, and come back before dark." Qingyang said.

"Your Highness wants to remove the blood demon?" asked the crying father. The blood demon he was talking about was the prince of the Blood Hill five years ago.

Qingyang nodded, and he said, "Five years ago, the disciples of Yuxiao Mountain wanted to kill the Prince of Blood Hill in Lianyun Mountain. Not only did they fail, they took away the master's treasure Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror. Several disciples were swallowed up by the prince of Blood Hill. In the end, the head of Yuhua Mountain took action personally and seriously injured the Prince of Blood Hill, but did not kill him. The Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror could not be recaptured. Over the years, he has been hiding in the mountains to cultivate. Today, he is trying to seize the flag of Guji. It seems that he is very sad. If he is not removed, our tiger tomb will never have peace."

My father cried did not know the disciples of Yuhua Mountain, and couldn't help but say, "Is that Prince Xueqiu so powerful?" He knew that Prince Xueqiu escaped under the thunder of His Highness in front of him, and must have been seriously injured. In this way, those disciples of Yuhua Mountain could not kill him, and were also taken away from the master's treasure and killed his disciples, which made him feel that the monks in Yuhua Mountain were too weak.

"The practice method of Yuhua Sect is quite exquisite. Any sect in the world has its own unique features, and the derived magic also has its own unique characteristics. If you walk around the world in the future, you must be careful when fighting with others. Don't be careless because your power is lower than you. Many magics often kill people silently. Just like Qian Er, he calculated the fate of Tiger Tomb and saw that the Lion Camel King was coming. Unfortunately, he fought far away with the Lion Camel King.

The Lion Camel King fought back and was seriously injured, his eyes were blind, but he also became a blessing in disguise. In the chaos and confusion, he realized the magic of using golden needles to integrate them into the magic and killing people between the present and the future. Your cultivation posture is much better than him, so you can cultivate a strong body of spiritual power in just a few years, but if he casts the magic, you will not have enough of ten lives. Although his magic is not a great way, it can make the cultivators in the world frightened."

Crying father was a little shocked and disbelieved, but he also knew that Qingyang would never lie to him.

In Qingyang's view, Huling is the foundation of enlightenment and cannot be destroyed. If we want to develop and strengthen this foundation, population is indispensable. Just a remote area of ​​Huling cannot realize what Qingyang thinks.

Over the past five years, the population of Huling has increased a lot. The biggest contribution is that Xiaobai, who teaches medical skills in the Yusheng Pavilion, treats common diseases, and reduces the death of Huling's population. Of course, she can't cure many people alone, but she has passed on her medical skills to benefit generations.

Those who learn medical skills at Yushengguan Middle School include those who originally had the name of medical treatment in the city, those middle-aged people who have entered the medical field in their prime, and those young people who are interested in medical skills.

Unfortunately, since the national master returned to the sect five years ago, they have not come back yet. Qingyang is determined to send someone to the national master Qiu Mingsanren's sect, but because they don't know where it is, this is not the key. The key is that there is no suitable person to go. Gong Shisan, crying father, Xi Nu and the others have only made breakthroughs recently, and they have the ability to walk among the world.

After a while, the bow Shisan had arrived. He held a huge boxwood bow with dense runes carved on the wooden bow and a pot of arrows on his back. Those arrows were not magic weapons, but were worshipped by some incense. This was actually an alternative sacrifice and was learned by Thirteen's father from Qingyang. This kind of arrow with Thirteen's heart arrow technique can hurt the soul. It is particularly magical to deal with those spirits.

When Qingyang took Yingfa and Gong Shisan to leave, Xinu suddenly walked out and said that she wanted to go together, Qingyang thought about it and agreed.

In his opinion, a practitioner does not only need to practice quietly at home, but also needs to go out to see the greatness of the world in order to truly grow up. What practices is the sublimation of energy and spirit. It is not something that can last forever by just sitting at home to refine qi, nor is it that magical powers can live with the world if you can live with the sky.

Lianyun Mountain is a big mountain, with rolling and undulating. When you climb a mountain near the edge of the Huling, you will see the mountains that are as undulating as the waves of the sea, the vastness, the deep green, and the mist condensed between the valleys and canyons, allowing those who are watching all this to feel the vastness of the world and the insignificance of human beings.

Qingyang stood on the top of the mountain, beside Gong Shisan, crying father and Xinu, Qingyang said: "The ability of the prince of the Blood Hill Kingdom is different from that of the monks in the world. He is not refining qi or cultivating himself, but refining the essence and blood on his body like a magic weapon. As long as there is still a trace of essence and blood outside, he will not die."

"Then isn't he immortal?" asked in surprise.

"Where does the immortal body come from in this world?" Qingyang said: "He can distract himself and integrate his essence and blood. This is not only his strength and uniqueness, but also his weakness."

After saying that, he suddenly took out a box from his arms. The box opened it, and there was half a box of blood inside. The blood was extremely thick and still trembling slightly, as if there was life.

At this time, Qingyang reached out to draw a talisman out of thin air above the box. A golden talisman was formed at the fingertips, but the talisman was stuck to Qingyang's fingers. Qingyang inserted his fingers into the blood of the box with the condensed golden talisman.

"ah……"

A scream sounded, both from the box and from the deep mountains.

A bloody face appeared on a huge rock in the valley. The arrow in Thirteenth hand had shot out. A yellow light flew out and landed on the huge rock. The bow and arrow burst, but a yellow light penetrated into the huge rock, and the bloody face showed twisted pain.

He was the Prince of Blood Hill. Although he was hit by the arrow, it was not fatal. He wanted to leave with a thought, but he found that there seemed to be some force in the dark to press himself there and unable to move.

He was shocked. He didn't understand what kind of magic this was. When the head of Yuhua Mountain came to chase him, he avoided the pursuit again and again with the ability to transform blood. He originally wanted to sneak attack the Tiger Ling Prince who was overestimating his abilities, but what surprised him was that the Tiger Ling Prince who originally thought he could hunt him had magic to make him unable to move.

At this moment, another yellow arrow fell from a distance. He tried hard to drive the Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror, the treasure of Yuhua Mountain that had been sacrificed by him. The light in the mirror flashed, and the yellow arrow suddenly stopped and then suddenly scattered.

The prince of the Blood Hill was twisting in the stone, trying to break free from that force. In his hand, Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror wanted to look at the Qingyang standing on the top of the mountain. However, at this time, two people appeared beside him, one man and one woman, a man in a black robe, and there were purple stars on the black robe. It was crying father, the woman in red clothes, and two big black braids, which was the girl in Xi.

I saw the crying father hooking and pulling his hands in the void, and starlight wrapped around his fingers, drawing a circle, and chanting a spell in his mouth. Prince Xueqiu could hear that it was the word "未分". Sure enough, a circle of light purple starlight condensed appeared around the huge rock. In an instant, Prince Xueqiu saw the stars around the sky, and could not see anything else.

At this time, Xi Nu suddenly took out a golden talisman from her arms and slapped it on the huge rock. All the aura of the huge rock was blocked. This was the talisman of the seal. Qingyang on the other side had already taken back the hand that was inserted into the blood box.

With a wave of his hand, a spiritual light shone on the huge rock. The huge rock rose from the ground. While the huge rock flew up, the Xi Nu and Hui Father who were standing next to the huge rock also turned around and disappeared in the forest.

In the distance, two foxes were lying under the bushes, one of which was a big black fox and the other a small silver fox.

The big black fox looked at Qingyang and others flying away, and couldn't help but say yearning: "It would be great if one day I also had such great powers, even the blood demon was easily taken away by them."

The little silver fox blinked at his brother and said, "Brother, I think if we want to cultivate great supernatural powers, we must first drive away the evil man who is hiding in the rice fields. He is the biggest obstacle to our cultivation."
Chapter completed!