It has been a few days since he entered the town protection formation. Qingyun is still sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding the jade pendant tightly and sticking it to his chest, motionless. Suddenly he suffered such a big change. Although he is already a monk in the Danjie stage, he still attaches great importance to love.
Although he was so kind, he still couldn't accept it.
His heart was bleeding. He felt so regretful and resentful. Why did he let Yulan cultivate in the first place? But now she only has her soul left. The jade pendant has been integrated into his blood, and he can clearly feel Yulan inside it.
"Lan'er, don't worry, no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely find a way to resurrect you as soon as possible." Qingyun swore secretly in his heart.
He mentally processed what happened before and after, and decided to leave for the wild forest immediately. Even if he was chased by Yan Xiang, he would still go. Yulan's appearance now made him understand even more that in the world of cultivation
The strong are respected. If you want to better protect the people around you, you can only keep getting stronger and stronger.
He had locked himself in the room for seven days. Xiaolong lost his former liveliness, and Suotian stayed outside Qingyun's door every day. I don't know how long it took, the door creaked open, and Qingyun came out of the room.
He walked out slowly. When Xiaolong and Suotian heard the noise, they immediately stood up and looked towards the door.
"Ah, eldest brother? Are you the eldest brother?" Xiaolong exclaimed. "Master, what are you...?" Suo Tian also looked surprised.
"What's wrong?" Qingyun asked strangely when he saw both Xiaolong and Suotian looked surprised.
"Your hair..." they both said at the same time. Xiaolong quickly ran into the room and took out a mirror and handed it to Qingyun.
Qingyun looked in the mirror and saw a young man with silver hair appearing in the mirror with a vicissitudes of life. Qingyun couldn't help but touch his hair and said with a bitter smile: "This... I don't even know when my hair
It became like this.”
But Xiaolong said happily: "Brother, that's great. He's much more handsome than before. Hehe." Suo Tian sighed in his heart: "All his black hair suddenly turned white. How painful is the young master's heart.
.....At this moment, the white-haired young master is also much colder."
Qingyun didn't pay attention to Xiaolong's words, and sighed softly and said to the two of them: "I decided to leave for the wild forest immediately. If you have nothing to do, go say goodbye to uncle and the others and leave."
The two nodded and followed Qingyun to find Uncle Luo Zhu and some people from Jishan Village. They said goodbye to them and left the town protection formation. The three of them did not fly, but took their time walking along the small road.
Walking west.
Although Qingyun is eager to find a way to resurrect Yulan, he knows very well that the Yanxiang of the Great Yan Sect will never let him and Xiaolong go easily. He must have sent many disciples to search for the whereabouts of himself and Xiaolong. So.
They did not fly in the sky for safety reasons. All along the way, he was thinking about a way to quickly reach the wild forest and avoid the eyes and ears of those who were chasing him.
Three days later, Qingyun, Xiaolong and Suotian had left Lelin Town and gradually entered a barren mountain. Although three years had passed, Xiaolong Xuanyi's appearance had not changed at all. He wanted to throw Xiaolong into the storage area.
Wu Jie, threw Suotian into the sword, so that it would be easier for him to travel alone. But Xiaolong said nothing. Suotian also liked the free space outside.
At this time, Xiaolong saw Qingyun frowning again, with a thoughtful look on his face, and he couldn't help but said indifferently: "Brother, let those who are chasing and killing come. If you are afraid of what they will do, let's kill one of them. If not that day
You tricked me into that tattered ring, even the beautiful sister would not..." At this point, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and stopped immediately.
"Brother, I didn't mean it..." Seeing everyone was silent, Xiaolong quickly said pitifully.
"It's okay. Your sister Lan'er will come back to life sooner or later." Qingyun's tone was very firm. Anyway, since we can't find a good way, we might as well just walk into the wild forest like this. It will take a long time anyway.
Due to the order of the empire, the people have moved to the defensive formations in their respective towns. Along the way, all they see are dilapidated villages and the corpses of some ferocious beasts. The further west you go, the more ferocious beasts there are.
Along the way, Qingyun killed countless ferocious beasts. At this time, his storage ring contained no fewer than a hundred inner elixirs of fourth-level monsters.
On this day, Qingyun and Xiaolong had just killed a third-level armored pig when they saw a fierce man with black energy all over his body flying towards them rapidly. Qingyun guessed that this man was most likely another monk who wanted to kill people and seize treasures. But look
The man's cultivation had not yet resulted in a baby, so Qingyun was not afraid. When the man approached, he found that there were only three monks whose cultivation was at the early stage of forming a pill, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Haha, you're lucky. I got three golden elixirs all at once." The fierce man laughed, and before he could get close, a huge black palm print came towards him. This palm was surrounded by black mist, emitting bursts of pungent smell, and smelled
He wanted to vomit. Qingyun sneered, and suddenly took out a golden fan, facing the palm prints. The black palm prints immediately changed direction and fell to the side, and the bursts of black energy also dissipated.
This fan is a magic weapon that Immortal Fengmo originally left in the storage ring. According to Suo Tian, this thing is an immortal weapon like the Suo Tian Sword, but Qingyun's current cultivation level is not enough.
To exert its power, it will only be able to exert a weak force at most.
However, the weak power he could exert was already terrifying in Qingyun's eyes.
When the black man saw that the other party had neutralized his evil palm in an understatement, he couldn't help but be slightly startled, and immediately became covetous of the fan in Qingyun's hand. "I didn't expect you to have such a good thing, just leave it to me."
, I will spare your lives."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qingyun picking up his fan and waving it to the left and right sides, and two dark red thick storms roared towards him. The man was frightened and hurriedly ran away, only to find that there were people all around him.
The escape route was blocked by this angry storm. Hearing only a scream, the man with black energy was completely destroyed in the explosion. A storage bag flew into Qingyun's hand. He fell into the storage ring without looking carefully.
Fights like this have been staged countless times along the way. The three of them finally arrived at the largest city in the west two years later. It is strange that they have not been chased by Yan Xiang in the past two years.
The abnormality made Qingyun's heart even heavier.
"Young Master, I heard along the way that the war on the border was very tragic. The mortal monks suffered heavy casualties. It is still early before the opening of Manji Temple. We might as well go into the city first. First, we can practice with peace of mind, and secondly, we can avoid
Go through the pursuit of Yan Xiang." Suo Tian said to Qingyun. Qingyun nodded and took the lead to walk towards the city gate.