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Chapter 85, Participating Shenmu

Hun Xiaotian took Feng Ning'er to a dead tree in Youju Valley. The tree had long since died, so where were the flowers and leaves? He looked like a madman and kept kowtowing around the tree, hoping for a miracle to happen.



previous years

midsummer

In the valley where the green grass is fragrant and wild flowers are blooming, two girls step on the stray butterflies and play playfully.

A girl in white clothes and a sword asked: "Senior Sister Peizhi, what is this place?"

Another girl in green knocked on her head and replied: "This is it! It's called Youju Valley. It used to be the place where the Medicine Sage grew medicinal herbs."

"Ah... no wonder she is so beautiful..."

The girl happily pointed to a dead tree at the end of her sight and asked, "Hey? What kind of tree is that tree? It's a bit strange..."

Senior Sister Peizhi replied: "That tree! It has its origins. I heard the old medicine sage said it is called the 'Shenhe Sacred Tree', and the flowers it blooms can be used for medicine."

"Oh, really? Then why doesn't it bloom?"

Senior Sister Peizhi lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "This tree has an even more magical legend!"

"Say it quickly, say it quickly." The girl in white kept shaking her senior sister's clothes.

"It is said that this tree will bloom only when it encounters the purest love in the world, so! Many people used to come here to seek marriage!"

"Senior sister, have you seen what this tree looks like when it blooms?"

"No, this tree has not bloomed for a hundred years, so some people with bad words call it the 'Mother-in-law Tree', saying that it is dead. No one has come to pray for luck in many years.

.”

"Really? That's quite strange."

Senior Sister Peizhi said: "Isn't it true? It can be seen that these legends are all lies."

starry night

The figure of the girl in white clothes tiptoed out, picked up her skirt and hairpin, swatted away the fireflies, came to the dead tree, then clasped her hands together and began to recite piously in silence.



Hun Xiaotian also prayed to the old tree again like Feng Ning'er, but there was still no movement. Seeing her energy flowing away little by little, he punched the tree in annoyance.

More than ten years ago, the corpse clan was wiped out. Grandpa Chu Xiong found this frightened survivor in the cellar of the Feng family. After bringing him back, they began to depend on each other. This frightened little girl did not survive for three years.

If she dared to speak, she would just hide in a corner and tremble when being bullied. Only Hun Xiaotian would take care of her, accompany her, and prevent her from suffering any grievances. From then on, she only had eyes for her brother Xiaotian.

A punch hit the tree, and Feng Ning'er's shadow kept appearing in his mind.

"Oh, you can't eat this grass, it will cause diarrhea and stomachache."

"Brother Xiaotian, I have been eating wild fruits for a few days."

"Okay, I'll help you catch fish."

"Has that boy named Zhao come to bully you again? I will help you beat him up now."

"Brother Xiaotian, this is called the Sancai Feixue True Technique. It requires three people with different Taoist minds and the Sanqing Jue Jade Clear Realm spiritual power to be activated together. You have to remember! The flaw in this technique lies in the person.

Sword position."

The beads in Hun Xiaotian's spirit sea have long since dried up, but the shortness of breath and sadness in his chest are becoming more and more intense. He keeps shouting "Huahua", "Give me Huahua", and punches him repeatedly.

On the tree, his depression and frustration finally reached its peak. He used up his last bit of strength and slammed into the ancient tree.

With a bang, he was bounced away and passed out.

Feng Ning'er's vision became increasingly blurry. She smiled happily as she watched the figure frantically hitting the old tree. She knew that this was the happiest moment in her life. At this moment, there was no vendetta, no loneliness, no

After four long years of longing, this moment in the world only belongs to them, to her and her brother Xiaotian, and to them, their little happiness.

The moment Feng Ning'er's eyes were about to close, she saw the most beautiful flowers and the most brilliant colors in her life.

Above the Shenhe Sacred Tree, the sky was filled with stars, and streams of spiritual power poured down. The originally dead Shenhe Sacred Tree took root, pulled out leaves, and blossomed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then the tree shook, and the sky was filled with petals like petals.

Falling like a shower of stars.

Affected by the ripples of spiritual power, all the flowers and plants in the Valley of Residence also grew and bloomed, fireflies danced, and trees and trees sparkled with silver flowers.

A petal fell on her hand, her fingers trembled slightly and she slowly clenched it.

"Brother Xiaotian, I know that you have always treated me as your sister, but... I still... like you."

Feng Ning'er closed her eyes happily.



Xishu Jianshan

The Crescent Sword screamed incessantly, then unsheathed itself, flew around Baiyun Peak twice before crashing and breaking on the Sword Burial Cliff.

Inside the Kenshin Pavilion

The book "Taiyi Zhenjun Sword Cleansing Record" on the desk has been soaked by the rain. Li Dongyang has been sitting cross-legged in the hall for a day and a night. The Chengshuang in the sword box has been ringing, and he looks deeply into the distance.

, then he made a gesture with his hand, and the fairy sword Chengshuang came out in response. He pointed his finger at the bamboo sea, Chengshuang flew out, and cut off all the thin bamboos with a pop-pop.

He stood up and grabbed Cheng Shuang, who was flying back, and he was bleeding profusely.

He whispered:

“Don’t judge painting bamboo as difficult or easy. It’s even harder when it’s difficult and easy.

You see Xiao Xiao only counting the leaves, the whole house is filled with wind and rain and is extremely cold."

After reading it, he smashed the Chengshuang in his hand with a bang, and then shouted to the world:

"From now on, there will be no more Li Dongyang in Western Shu Mountain."

Many days later, Master Yuxing came out of seclusion. Although he had already reached the realm of Taiqing, his face was full of sadness. He looked at the two empty tables at his feet and sighed. The paper could not contain the fire. Feng Ning'er understood the three ways at the same time.

In his heart, the news that one person can perform the Three Talents Feixue True Technique still spread back to Xishu Jianshan. In anger, Master Yuxing expelled the three Lin family members from Xishu Mountain, but it still did not help.

A genius who is one with God, he slapped the table hard.

"I want this half-step of Taiqingjing. Is it available?"

If he had known this, he would never have retreated at that time, but there was nothing he could do to change it.



Hyogoya

Great Desolation Secret Realm

Even Qin Qiuping sighed, "Three gods in one, the only genius in this world, was actually killed by that crazy woman. It is really a pity."

Ouyang Donglai said: "West Shu Jianshan missed three hundred years of glory."

Qin Qiuping rarely nodded and agreed with his statement.



When Hun Xiaotian woke up, he didn't see Feng Ning'er's body. A perfectly good person had just disappeared out of thin air. He searched all corners of the valley, but there was no trace of her, and there were no traces of wild beast bites around.

Not only that, he couldn't find Ning'er's soul even with the wizard's spiritualism. Such a big man actually had no soul at all.

Slowly, his red eyes turned black.

"It must be those people who did it again!"

The Da Xiaoyao in his body settled like a pool of water. Black air emerged from the water and slowly enveloped several spiritual beads. Finally, the spiritual beads also turned black.

Hun Xiaotian suddenly raised his head and looked in that direction with cold eyes.

…………

"not good."

Qin Liaozhi felt a sudden palpitation in her heart. In the secret realm of Langhuan, Hun Xiaotian used his own soul to supplement her mind. The two of them had already connected with each other. She had been heartbroken yesterday. She knew that something must have happened to Twelve Finger Mountain.

Already.

"Could it be the girl from Sword Mountain in Western Shu?"

Qin Liaozhi looked into the distance.

"She stopped me on Xiao'an Bridge to prevent me from hurting her brother Xiaotian. I knew I couldn't stab that sword. You just met after four years of separation. If it was her... then Yun Yi

…”

Qin Zhizhi shook his head.

"If I hadn't left at that time? Such a thing would never have happened."

Qin Zhizhi glanced at the piece of cold gold on the table, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes again.

"But...but...it's not good for you to kill anyone...but you killed my only relative."



Twelve Finger Mountains

Seven little radish radish peak

Senior Brother Lu sat in the front seat dragging his cheeks and said nothing. On Baitou Mountain, he blocked half of the golden bird feathers for Hun Xiaotian, and half of his body was pierced by the golden feathers. Fortunately, Junior Brother was rejuvenated by the elixir. At this moment,

He could barely get out of bed.

This elder brother, who was always full of jokes, had just won the respect of everyone at this moment, and the hall was filled with lifelessness.

"Junior brothers, what should we do now?"

Zhou Pingsheng was the first to speak: "Miss Ning'er is probably in grave danger. I'm still worried about Junior Brother Hun."

Lu Kouchuan said, "If it were me, I would not let go of the Lin family and Xishu Jianshan, but Xishu Jianshan is such a huge monster. If Xiaotian really loses his mind and runs for revenge, he will definitely fly into the fire.

There is no return." Lu Kouchuan shook his head.

Zhou Pingsheng said: "Junior Brother Soul cannot die and cannot be allowed to go to Xishu Jianshan."

Pei Chongkang said: "Senior Brother Zhou, what should we do?"

"Only one person can stop him now."

Li Sanlai rubbed his temples and said, "You mean Senior Sister Qin! But Senior Brother Hun killed her father! How can you live like this?"

Zhou Pingsheng said in a low voice: "Unless someone can untie the knot in Senior Sister Qin's heart, but... who can do this?"

After a long time, he also sighed, helpless.
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