"Hmm? Eye-eating evil spirit?" Shui Yunxin paused in her heart, then frowned and asked, "He is not dead?"
"Not only isn't dead, but it's also reborn. Please visit the latest free chapters of this book. Now your cultivation has reached its peak." Cang Yeyue showed a trace of sadness, "The blood in the south of the Yangtze River flows into a river, a ruin..."
"I didn't expect that the situation was so serious." Shui Yunxin's face changed, but after hearing Linggu Temple and Yueluo City were washed away by blood, she felt dark before her eyes, "..." Shui Yunxin's heart was complicated, but she looked at Cang Yeyue indifferently.
"Hey..." Shui Yunxin looked at everyone and then said, "Follow me."
The Shuiyueyun Palace is not big, but it is still no problem to install these people.
After walking on the crystal-like water path, looking at the crystal palace in front of him, my heart slowly calmed down. I don’t know why a figure suddenly appeared in Shui Yunxin’s heart. The dark blue color was like a ghost fire floating above the wilderness, but I was not alone.
After walking around a few crystal paths, I saw several good rooms.
These days, everyone was wandering around life and death, their minds and bodies were extremely tired, and they were all on their bodies, so they fell asleep after entering the guest room.
Shui Yunxin stood alone by the lake, looking at the Shui Yueyun Palace, which has been like a thousand years, suddenly felt lonely and interesting in her heart.[
Then he squatted down gently, stretched out his jade hand, and his fingers were fiddling with the fragrance of the condensed jade skin. He gently swayed in the clear water, and waves of water patterns spread out above the lake.
A figure was seen in the water in a daze, which made Shui Yunxin frown a little, "Hmph--" Shui Yunxin hadn't seen him for a long time, and waved his hand in anger to break the smooth mirror-like surface of the lake, "It disappeared, and it never appeared again..." murmured, his hands continued to slap the water surface.
"Is it interesting to slap my face?" A familiar voice suddenly came to Shui Yunxin's ears, and it was said in the shadow in the lake.
"Ah—" With a scream, Shui Yunxin looked at the water surface in surprise, "Why do you speak?" Shui Yunxin didn't know or understand, and then punched Leng Xiaoran's face on the water surface, but it only broke the calmness of the water surface.
"How strange?" Shui Yunxin pursed her lips and thought quietly, while Leng Xiaoran's face also looked at Shui Yunxin in front of her calmly, and looked at his pure expression as snow lotus, and showed a smile.
"What's wrong?" Leng Xiaoran asked.
"Hmm?!!!" Shui Yunxin seemed to react, then she turned around after screaming, covered her mouth with her jade hand, and looked at the familiar body in surprise, "You... why are you here?" Shui Yunxin suddenly felt that her eyes were red, and for some reason she was so excited.
"Why can't I appear here?" Leng Xiaoran waved his hand, "It's true that it's rude, but I think that at this moment of embarrassment, Shuiyueyun Palace shouldn't blame me for my behavior, right?" Leng Xiaoran asked, his original cold expression seemed to melt a lot, like the warmth of spring flowers.
"Hmph——" Shui Yunxin snorted and said in pretending to be displeased, "Shui Yueyun Palace has not invited you in. Do you have not taken Shui Yueyun Palace seriously when you come in alone? Do you think that you can ignore the rules of his sect if you are a saint?"
"This--" Leng Xiaoran paused slightly, as if he could speak, and he knew in his heart that Shui Yunxin was not making a fuss. "There are several formation barriers outside the Shui Yueyun Palace. If I shouted outside the mountain gate, you can't hear it, so you can only make this decision." Leng Xiaoran said without hesitation, but Shui Yunxin looked at Leng Xiaoran with a sense of pride.
"Hmph - what did you say? Facing the formation of the Shuiyueyun Palace, you can actually come in easily?" Shuiyunxin understood some of her skills. She knew Leng Xiaoran's strength, but she had grown up in the Shuiyueyun Palace since she was a child, and she knew the power of the formation outside the Shuiyueyun Palace. No one could find the Shuiyueyun Palace for millions of years, let alone easily enter the Shuiyueyun Palace.
"Well, that's about it." Leng Xiaoran nodded, but made Shui Yunxin slightly unhappy, "But I came here this time for the Red Blood Evil Spirit."
Leng Xiaoran changed the topic. When Shui Yunxin heard it, she felt aroused, "Have you thought of a way to deal with him?"
"Yes." Leng Xiaoran nodded, "Although the Red Blood Evil Spirit's cultivation is good, its strength is only at its peak, so it is not difficult to deal with him."
Shui Yunxin looked at Leng Xiaoran and suddenly found that Leng Xiaoran had some changes. As for what changes, Shui Yunxin couldn't say, but she knew that Leng Xiaoran's heart had melted.[
"Yunxin--" A misty voice came from afar, and Shui Yunxin's heart moved, "Master."
"Fairy Shuiyue." Leng Xiaoran called out with a faint smile.
"I didn't expect that a guest appeared in the Shuiyue Cloud Palace inexplicably. I was rude." A white cloud floated over and landed in front of Leng Xiaoran.
"Come up." Shui Yunxin Lian walked up to the white clouds and said to Leng Xiaoran.
...
The white clouds floated and came to the small pavilion in the lake behind the Shuiyueyun Palace. Fairy Shuiyue was playing the piano in the pavilion, reminiscing the sound of the piano like resentment, admiration, crying and complaining, as if telling the sad thoughts of a lonely woman.
Leng Xiaoran and Shui Yunxin came to the front of Fairy Shuiyue, "I haven't seen each other for a long time." Leng Xiaoran said with a smile.
Shui Yunxin looked at Leng Xiaoran in surprise, then looked at Fairy Shuiyue, "Have you seen Leng Xiaoran?"
"I have been in harmony with God for a long time." Leng Xiaoran said lightly, with a smile appearing in her calm eyes.
"I really met again." Fairy Shuiyue nodded, showing a smile, as if she liked to look at Leng Xiaoran, looking at Leng Xiaoran's distant and deep eyes, "The Holy Son is reborn, and the Lord of the Shuiyue Cloud Palace has not come to speak for a while. Shuiyue feels guilty." Fairy Shuiyue stood up and politely looked at Leng Xiaoran.
"Forget it." Leng Xiaoran waved his hand and said, "Shuiyueyun Palace is just the Water Yueyun Palace."
Fairy Shuiyue looked at Leng Xiaoran and listened to what he said, and her heart moved, "Why did the Holy Son say this? Shuiyueyun Palace comes from the lineage of the Holy Son of Water. It is naturally broken with the Holy Son and has never broken any contact for millions of years."
"Well... I won't talk about this for now." Leng Xiaoran's eyes gradually calmed down, and then said, "I came here this time for the Red Blood Evil Spirit."
"Holy Son..." Fairy Shuiyue's words were not yet opened, but Leng Xiaoran interrupted. "Just call my name, you must understand it many times." Leng Xiaoran looked at Shui Yunxin, and Shui Yunxin's face turned red.
"This..." Fairy Shuiyue frowned slightly.
"Disconcilable." Leng Xiaoran said, "The years of cultivation."
"You are here this time to deal with the Red Blood Evil Spirit?" Fairy Shuiyue was not used to calling Leng Xiaoran's name.
Leng Xiaoran nodded and said, "I didn't have Middle Earth some time ago. I thought that such a thing happened. My companions' cultivation was not enough, so I didn't want them to participate in this matter. But I didn't expect that so many things happened in China, and the Holy Clan and the Six Divine Beasts did not take action."
"Indeed, these two families have no movement at all, and I really don't know what they are doing?" Fairy Shuiyue also had some resentment in her heart.
"What are you planning?" asked Fairy Shuiyue.
"..." Leng Xiaoran said in a narrative manner...
...
The Mausoleum of Emperor Yu.
From ancient times to the present, he has been a tomb that exists as a holy land. No one knows where the Yuhuang Mausoleum was built and why it rose up in such a steep place in Western Shu. Emperor Yu was an emperor in ancient times. With his natural divine power and wisdom mind, he blocked the wild torrents outside China, giving the people of China enough time to cultivate and nourish. In order to praise and commemorate him, later generations built his tomb in a remote place in Western Shu, hoping that he could sleep peacefully underground.
This is a legend and myth passed down by ordinary people. For self-cultivationists, such a strong man as Emperor Yu, has long been in the immortal class, and may even be a god-like existence of Tongtian and Chexiao. How could it be buried under the earth?
This question has been debated for millions of years and has never been answered, because no one has ever dared to dig the tomb of the Emperor Yu, so factual law has proved it.
However, the current changes have made the Yu Emperor's Mausoleum a hundred miles away.
The demonic energy has emerged and has spread for more than ten miles.
This news has been heard by several sects. The Holy Clan and other ten major families have also learned a lot. They are very concerned about it. It seems that the Burning Sky Flame Evil and the Red Blood Evil Spirit are not worth mentioning to them.
Holy clan, holy land.
This is a paradise, with no demons, ghosts, and cunning and insidious society.
Although the gorgeous decoration of the Holy Land City Lord’s mansion does not seem very luxurious, the domineering style emitted from it still makes people feel a sense of oppression.
There were a large number of people sitting in the conference hall, many of whom had gray hair.
The ambitious Yan Rulie was sitting in the highest position in the conference hall, but there were two seats when he sat down, but the two seats were indeed empty. Yan Rulie knew that they were the two oldest elders in the clan except Leng Han and the Ten Saints. To put it bluntly, they were the two old men who had always been unwilling to ascend. Yan Rulie did not bother them.
The rest of the seats were still full, and everyone looked very serious.
"You all know the news about the Emperor Yu Mausoleum." In front of Yan Rulie's left hand were a group of old men over 60 years old. They were elders of the clan, and the previous clan leader and deputy clan leader. As for the right hand, the current deputy clan leader.
"The demonic energy in the Yuhuang Mausoleum has spread out and spread beyond the tomb." Leng Quan said calmly, but his eyes were quite heavy.
"Everyone should know why the Yu Emperor's Mausoleum is standing there." Although Yan Rulie's tone was not arrogant, the patriarch's style was still sufficient, and a group of elders also hoped that Yan Rulie would speak like this.
Leng Quan paused lightly, then said, "The Emperor Yu's Mausoleum is for..."