"Humph, I still have some common sense. This 'Thousand Flowers and Flowing Rain Realm' was created for us by the Immortal Ancestor of our Xiangjian Sect. It is so powerful that no one in the mortal world can break it." Yehuazi stood up proudly.
Her small breasts stared at Siyu, but Siyu was attracted by Ye Huazi's words.
"Is this formation created by an immortal?"
"Of course, this is the formation barrier set up by the founder of our Xiangjian Sect. Six hundred years ago, the originator ascended to the Immortal Realm. About three hundred years ago, he set up this protective sword formation in the lower world, forming the current 'Thousand Flowers'
"Liuyu Realm'. At the beginning, the incident of the miracle performed by the Xiangjian Sect was widely spread, you don't even know about this, right?"
Siyu really didn't know, but when he saw the fierce light in Yehuazi's eyes, he couldn't help but nodded, and added at the end, "Not bad!" Only then did he escape the fist that Yehuazi raised in a pretentious manner. However,
A slight fighting spirit arose in Siyu's heart. He wanted to give it a try to see whether this "Thousand Flowers Flowing Rain Realm" or the mountain protection formation he had set up in Xinwu Mountain were stronger or weaker. But after thinking for a moment,
, I gave up this idea. If I really do that, I am afraid that not only Yehuazi will tear him to pieces on the spot, but also everyone in the Xiangjian Sect will fight with him to death. It is very difficult to restrain his fighting spirit, and Destroy the Mountain is...
That's not right, the formation of the sect that destroys people is definitely not possible, and it is even more immoral to challenge the originator of a friend, not to mention that the target is a group of women...a group of beautiful women.
"Okay, stop making trouble. Sister Huako, please take us in quickly." Ximen Hongyan was smiling, but her eyes still held a coldness that could repel people thousands of miles away, as if she had never wavered, except when she first met Siyu.
Even after shaking for a moment, the cold light never disappeared from her eyes.
"Wait a minute, the 'Thousand Flowers and Flowing Rain Realm' has now been activated to prepare for war. If you enter rashly, you will be fully attacked by the formation. You must wear the body-protecting fairy jade to enter and exit freely." Yehuazi faced with deep fear.
The companion said, while taking out three pieces of creamy yellow fairy jade from the storage ring, and distributed one piece to each person, "Fortunately, I am used to bringing a few extra pieces of body protection fairy jade when I go out, otherwise I would be in trouble today." He stared thoughtfully.
Taking a look at Siyu, the reputation of the "Thousand Flowers and Flowing Rain Realm" is not only due to its beauty and grandeur, but also due to its terrifying lethality. Once the formation is activated, the thousands of petals will turn into thousands of handfuls.
The deadly sword energy is like a meteor shower all over the sky, directly taking away the enemy's soul. How many masters have died here since ancient times. The horror hidden behind the beauty is like the thorny rose. It is precisely because of this "Thousand Flowers"
Rain Realm" allowed the Xiangjian Sect, a female sect, to successfully become one of the six hegemons in the world of cultivation.
Holding the piece of body-protecting fairy jade in his hand, he gradually felt a warm current radiating from the fairy jade, shrouding himself in it. It seemed that this fairy jade also played a role in identifying his identity. He followed Ye Huazi on the familiar road.
Entering the "World of Thousand Flowers and Flowing Rain", the fragrance of flowers is even stronger. I look up to the sky, and I see that the blue sky has turned pink, and pieces of flower rain are falling in the sky. It seems that I am very close. I reach out to catch it, but it is blocked by the bamboo basket.
Shui was a "dream". Traveling between illusion and reality, everyone soon came to a three-story attic with simple and elegant decoration.
"This is Master's residence. Senior Luoxue and Master are both inside." Ye Huazi turned sideways and introduced to Siyu. Ximen Hongyan's face did not change much. It was obviously not the first time she came here.
"Auntie is here too?" Siyu's heartbeat quickened slightly.
On the purple wooden door with clouds and dragons and phoenixes stepping on the moon, click three times and a middle-aged female voice with a touch of majesty comes from the door, "Come in."
Yehuazi turned around and stuck out her tongue to the two people behind her, quickly took off her shoes, opened the door and walked in.
Siyu was puzzled and whispered softly: "Take off your shoes?"
"You don't quite understand. Senior Ye Xiangzi has some..." Ximen Hongyan finally showed a smile on her face. Before she finished speaking, Siyu understood a little bit. The two of them also took off their boots and walked into the room.
As soon as one foot touched the ground, Siyu knew why Ye Xiangzi asked the guest to take off his shoes. The floor was covered with a thick natural velvet carpet, and it was also white celestial velvet, so naturally there was no trace of ash.
.The sky eagle is not rare, but only a small piece of the most delicate down on the chest and abdomen of the day eagle is used to make this thick carpet that can cover the entire room. It is indeed a luxury. Could it be?
The famous cultivation sect may not have such wealth.
The two came to the hall, and there were two women sitting on the table. Both were dressed in brocade silk and satin. They were well-maintained. Although they were not young, there were no traces of growth rings. They were bright and plump, but still beautiful.
It had a different flavor. When they just opened the door and walked in, the two women were still laughing in a low voice. Blinking and looking over, they thought the two women were sisters who were closely related to each other, but Siyu knew that they were not.
With almost no need to identify, Siyu immediately identified the two people's identities.
Ximen Hongyan took two small steps forward, bowed to her superiors and said, "Hongyan has met Master Ye, and met my mother."
The first two women just nodded slightly, but their eyes were all focused on Siyu who was behind. Ximen Hongyan didn't say anything and stood directly behind her mother. Her friend Yehuazi stood side by side with her behind her master. For a moment,
All four of them looked directly at Siyu.
"Ximen Siyu, I have met senior Ye Xiangzi." Siyu smiled, raised his arms, and gave Ye Xiangzi, who was on the left above him, a junior salute in the world of cultivation. Turning around, Siyu knelt down with a thud.
, kowtowed three times to Ximen Luoxue, straightened up, tears filled Siyu's eyes, and said softly: "Siyu, I paid homage to my aunt."
"Okay, okay, good boy, get up." Ximen Luoxue held back her tears and took two steps forward to help Siyu up with her own hands. Seeing Siyu's somewhat similar face, she couldn't hold it back anymore.
Tears shed.
Looking at Siyu carefully, Ximen Luoxue was like a kind elder, gently stroking Siyu's cheek. That gentle movement touched the soft place deep in Siyu's heart.
Seeing Siyu's face full of tears, Ximen Luoxue gently patted Siyu's shoulder and comforted her softly: "My child, it's the fault of the family that I've suffered for you. I've suffered for you, alas..."
Ximen Luoxue already knew about Siyu's deeds and how much he contributed to the family, so he said this. But this sentence made Siyu recall the scene at the foot of Wushan Mountain that day when his grandfather fell in his arms.
, suddenly the sadness that had been sealed in her heart for a long time could no longer be contained, and was vented out wildly. Siyu let out a cry, and fell into Ximen Luoxue's arms like a helpless child, crying loudly. At this moment, Siyu was not noble.
The immortal, he was just an injured child, and the kind elder in front of him was his only remaining relative in this world. Nestling in his aunt's arms, Siyu felt extra warm, and her slender shoulders also became...
Be extremely generous.
An old man and a young man were crying heartily in the hall, and the three people behind him stood up silently. They were all victims of the Wushan disaster. Seeing Siyu at this moment, the wound that had finally scarred in his heart burst open again, and leaked out.
Blood and tears of sorrow and hatred.
After crying loudly, the grief accumulated in her heart was released, and Siyu felt relieved. Leaving her aunt's arms, Siyu wiped away her tears, her eyes stayed on Ye Xiangzi, and exuded a trace of immortal power into the room. Siyu was serious
Said: "Senior Ye Xiangzi, this junior is here to discuss something."
Everyone in the room was shocked. The immortal power emanating from Siyu's body at this moment calmed down their grieving hearts. Ximen Luoxue took a deep look at Siyu and said with a smile: "Yu'er, my aunt and your cousin will go first."
Go to the guest room and wait for you. After talking to Master Ye, come to the guest room to see me. I have something to tell you."
Siyu nodded and agreed, then sent Ximen Luoxue and Ximen Hongyan out of the hall, and then came back to Ye Xiangzi. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Ye Xiangzi said first: "Siyu, no matter what you say, I agree.