The white-haired girl who is the oldest born in the Taoist sect stepped out, auspicious clouds appeared out of thin air under her jade feet, and her perfect immortal body was shrouded in Taoist robes.
White hair dances without wind.
A whisk appeared in his hand.
At this moment, she was as immortal as a goddess.
The two temperaments come together in one person without any sense of contradiction.
She looked at Ye Xuan calmly and expressed her thoughts.
After he finished speaking, an invisible aura formed in the Yunlu Mountain Sword Jue Cave and enveloped Ye Xuan.
Incomparably fierce.
It was as if there were hundreds of millions of flying swords heading towards Ye Xuan, trying to pierce Ye Xuan's heart with ten thousand swords.
Ye Xuan felt the sting on his skin and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
He has never felt this kind of pain since he attained the Dao Physique.
Even a fatal blow from the quasi-emperor realm would be difficult to break through his Dao body defense, let alone hurt him.
Boom! The next moment.
A layer of strange black energy suddenly appeared on Ye Xuan's body.
That is Ye Xuan's immortal power.
With the emergence of immortal mysterious energy, the tingling sensation immediately dissipated into nothingness.
The white-haired girl looked at Ye Xuan, with a hint of understanding in her beautiful gem-like eyes, and muttered: "It's really you..." Ye Xuan stared at the white-haired girl closely.
The next moment, Ye Xuan suddenly appeared in front of the white-haired girl and punched the white-haired girl's flawless face! Without any warning.
But the power that burst out instantly was shocking.
It was as if everything in all directions was shattered under this punch! Boom——————The strong wind blew out.
The white-haired girl's robe was completely attached to her body, outlining her seductive and perfect curves.
His white hair is also dancing wildly on the back of his head.
But there was no fear in her flawless and pretty face.
Some are as calm as still water.
And finally.
Ye Xuan's punch stopped three inches in front of the white-haired girl and stopped moving forward.
The white-haired girl kept looking at Ye Xuan. When Ye Xuan stopped, she smiled slightly and said, "You know, I don't mean any harm."
Ye Xuan slowly lowered his right fist with an indifferent expression: "If not, this punch would kill half of your life."
This guy's behavior is extremely rude and arrogant.
If he didn't know that the other party had no ill intentions, Ye Xuanzhen wouldn't mind smashing his head with two punches.
The white-haired girl blinked and said with a smile: "You will not kill me, never."
Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "If you do this again a few times, you really can't tell."
The white-haired girl shook her head and said: "No, I have to go out of bounds for a while, and I will leave the Luotian Dajiao to you."
"Right."
The white-haired girl stared at Ye Xuan and said softly: "If you want to become an emperor, remember to throw away that wicker."
"What's the meaning?"
Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes.
The white-haired girl smiled slightly and said: "Literally."
After the words fell, the white-haired girl slowly disappeared.
Ye Xuan frowned and did not pursue him.
Because he realized that this guy was no longer in this world.
It is no longer in the universe.
What she calls "outside the world" means outside the world.
But what did her last words mean?
Throw away the old ghost wicker?
What does she know?
Ye Xuan was a little confused.
Logically speaking, although this guy is the oldest student in the Taoist sect, he spends most of his time sleeping.
She had a confrontation with the old ghost Willow?
Ye Xuan is unknown.
He didn't understand what the other party wanted to express in his last sentence.
But... In the beginning, Ye Xuan was not prepared to keep Old Ghost Willow when he became emperor.
Although he has a deep friendship with the old ghost Liushu.
But he has said before that some things are just due to the binding of interests.
The only one you can trust is yourself.
"After I become emperor, I have to have a good chat with you..." Ye Xuan looked at the direction in which the white-haired girl left and murmured softly.
He felt that this guy must know a lot of things.
Maybe the two of them can join forces.
"Um?"
At this time.
Ye Xuan suddenly glanced at the jade bed in Jianjue Cave, and saw a strand of white hair, which was emitting a full of light.
It was obviously left by the white-haired girl.
But will this level of presence cause hair loss?
Obviously impossible.
Unless the other party does it intentionally.
Ye Xuan walked to the jade bed and reached out to pick up the white hair.
An inexplicable feeling came over me.
Ye Xuan looked a little strange.
This hair seems to be not hair, but the white-haired girl herself.
There is obviously a terrible power contained in this hair.
"Is this a sign of goodwill to me?"
Ye Xuan touched his nose and finally took away the hair.
Afterwards, Ye Xuan lay down and began to sleep.
He hasn't slept for a long time.
It has been a long time since I practiced "Sleeping Spring and Autumn".
Sleep in the Spring and Autumn Period, sleep in the Spring and Autumn Period.
The stone root lies high and forgets its years, and the three lights sink and round themselves.
The Qi returns to the Xuanqiao, and the breath is left to its natural state.
Don't be scattered, be at peace, be warm and nourished until the mercury is round, and wait for its lead flowers to appear.
If you don't get lost, you will be on guard against leisure; if you are in good condition, your fortune will be in the middle.
If you practice seven times and return, it will not be difficult; if you practice nine times, there will be no need to sigh.
Watching the battle between dragon and tiger, secretly turning the yin and yang upside down.
People say that I am a confused man, but I am still sleeping.
Once you’ve learned it, it’s true lying Zen.
Developed, true fetal essence.
Wolong ascended to heaven together.
Use the spirit to enter the Qi points and do the sleep technique while sitting or lying down.
Studying Ye Xuan deep in the white clouds, the world is vast with a pillow of breeze! When he fell asleep, Ye Xuan entered the state of sleeping in the Spring and Autumn Period.
………… And when Ye Xuan was sleeping soundly, the white-haired girl who was the oldest in the Taoist sect had already crossed all the worlds. She glanced in a certain direction from a distance, and then looked back.
All the heavens and worlds murmured something.
Then, the white-haired girl withdrew her gaze and cast her gaze somewhere into the darkness.
On that flawless and pretty face, there was a rare hint of astonishing murderous intent.
"Things that don't know whether to live or die..." The white-haired girl snorted and disappeared instantly.
Not long after the white-haired girl left.
A face appeared in the darkness. He was looking at the heavens and the world, and he was also looking at the great world of black and yellow, the earth, the state, the hidden cave, and the sky.
The face looked indifferent and said calmly: "Mind your own business."
The moment the words fell.
In Ye Xuan's world, the old ghost wicker abandoned by Ye Xuan was already a little dry, but now it is full of life again, shining with black light.
———— This is a restricted area that exists at the bottom of the Xuanhuang World.
There is no spiritual energy here, and it is completely enveloped by the turbulent flow of void.
At the bottom, there is an ancient volcano.
There is a coffin suspended in the sky above the crater.
It seems to be suppressing the eruption of the volcano.
But at this moment.
The volcano was rumbling, seemingly uncontrollably.
As time goes by, the movement of the volcano becomes more and more alarming.
Accompanied by a roaring sound.
The next moment.
The terrifying magma spurted out, rose into the sky, and washed up on the black coffin.
Hum———— It’s also at this moment.
On the black coffin, wisps of crimson lines slowly emerged, outlining an ancient formation on the surface of the coffin.
Boom! The moment when the formation is completely formed.
The coffin boards were blown away.
A skinny hand covered in flames rested on the coffin strings.