I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

In the courtyard.

Yan Xiu looked down at Qingluan's body in the wooden box, his eyes expressing neither joy nor sadness.

He stretched out his index finger, and immediately the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be summoned, rushing into his fingertips madly and condensing into incomparably pure spiritual power.

Then a drop of dew condensed from thick spiritual power slowly fell and sank into Qingluan's body.

This is a magical power that Yan Xiu has not used for a long time, it can bring the dead back to life.

Although this magical power was very mysterious, Yan Xiu did not hold out much hope.

After all, Qingluan's soul has been destroyed, leaving only her body in the world.

As the dew drops sank into Qingluan's body, Yan Xiu waited quietly.

After a long time, Qingluan had not changed at all, and the outcome was just as Yan Xiu had expected.

He sighed softly and closed the wooden box.

He hasn't figured out how to deal with Qingluan's body yet, but he definitely won't just leave it alone or burn it. Yan Xiu believes there must be other ways.

Maybe one day after I defeat a strong enemy, I will be given a pill or magical power that can bring the monster back to life.

"The Holy Island of the Sky?" Yan Xiu murmured.

It is not difficult to learn from Xu Xiang that this Holy Sky Island must be full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are countless masters.

He, a warrior who was only half a step away from the Qiankun realm, was killed by the disciples of the Holy Sky Island and fled like a stray dog.

Although he didn't know how powerful the so-called island master was, Yan Xiu had absolute confidence in his own strength.

Looking around him, if there is no opponent who can help Yan Xiu get the reward, he will look for new targets in the future.

After all, defeating every powerful enemy means a new reward. How could Yan Xiu possibly complain that he doesn't have enough magical powers or treasures?

But according to Xu Xiang, the power of the Holy Sky Island is so powerful that even the Lingxu Palace back then is nothing compared to them.

Although there are not many disciples, quality is more important than quantity. One of the elders has the cultivation level of Qiankun realm, which makes people not underestimate him.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiu frowned.

Today, the Yuan Dynasty is the mighty army of the kings in this land, and wherever its flag points, it is invincible.

Yan Xiu is even more powerful enough to look down on the world, comparable to an immortal.

Once it set its sights on the desert sea, the Yuan Dynasty became as weak as a baby who had just learned to walk.

Not to mention the Holy Sky Island, even the weakest force among the three in Mo Hai is enough to sweep away the Yuan Dynasty.

"It seems that I am still not strong enough. I need to speed up my pace."

Yan Xiu stroked the branches of Jianmu and spoke softly.

Just then, two voices were heard outside the yard.

"Miss Qing'er, if things don't turn out as you said when you get to the Taoist Master, you can't go back on your word."

Xu Xiang's voice sounded, with a hint of unnaturalness in it.

Looking at Qing'er's confident face and her head held high, he began to have the urge to back out.

Could it be that this kid who looks about five or six years old is actually the disciple of the Taoist Master?

As the two gradually approached the gate of the courtyard, Xu Xiang's pace became slower and slower.

"Senior, please come in."

Qing'er pushed open the lightly closed wooden door and waved to Xu Xiang who was hesitating outside the door.

In fact, Yan Xiu had already heard the conversation between the few people, but he did not show up.

But I didn't expect Xu Xiang to be so persistent and ask Qing'er to verify it in this way.

"Meet the Master."

Qing'er came up to Yan Xiu and bowed respectfully.

Yan Xiu nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Have you fallen behind in your studies recently?"

Qing Er stood up and smiled sweetly. She took Yan Xiu's arm and said jokingly, "Master, don't worry. I have completed all the homework you assigned me without missing a single one."

Yan Xiu pinched her cheek and looked at Xu Xiang who had a blank expression.

Looking at the two people's intimate behavior, no matter how stupid Xu Xiang was, he could have guessed it.

He opened his mouth slightly, with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Yan Xiu patted Qing'er's head gently and said, "Now that you have finished your homework, go do whatever you want to do today."

Qing'er cheered after getting permission and left with a happy step.

When passing by Xu Xiang, he did not forget to show a naughty smile.

After Qing'er left, Xu Xiang pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a bitter smile: "I didn't know Qing'er was Daozun's disciple before, and I wanted to accept him as a disciple. I hope Daozun won't blame me."

After saying this, he bowed his head and confessed his guilt.

Yan Xiu put his hands behind his back and said nonchalantly, "How is it now? Do you still want to take Qing'er as your apprentice?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiang's hesitant expression disappeared and was replaced by a look of determination to win.

"If it were anyone else, it would be fine, but Qing'er has a different body. Even if she is Daozun's disciple, I still want to fight for her."

Yan Xiu glanced at Xu Xiang, and from what he said, he seemed to know that Qing'er was extraordinary.

"how do I say this?"

Xu Xiang straightened his body and asked, "I said Qing'er has a different body. Daozun, do you know the reason?"

Yan Xiu was certain at this time that Xu Xiang must also know that Qing'er was the Xuanyin Bingpo Taoist body, and he became a little alert.

This kind of physique is not only rare, but also makes spiritual practice twice as effective with half the effort. This is a rare genius that only appears once in a thousand years.

But at the same time, the Xuanyin Bingpo Taoist body is also an excellent cauldron.

During this period of time, Yan Xiu read ancient books and learned that more than a thousand years ago, someone used the Xuanyin Bingpo Taoist body as a furnace and stepped into the Tiangang realm from the intermediate third level in one fell swoop. This incident caused a huge sensation at that time.

After the news spread, countless people began to look for such people who were suitable to be the cauldron. For a while, no one knew how many girls were killed.

Therefore, when Yan Xiu found out that Xu Xiang knew Qing'er's physique, he became alert.

Looking at the undisguised wariness in Yan Xiu's eyes, Xu Xiang knew that he had been misunderstood.

He shook his head and said, "Dao Zun has misunderstood me. I am definitely not that kind of person."

Obviously Xu Xiang also knew that the Xuanyin Bingpo Taoist body was used as a cauldron.

He walked a few steps to the shade of the tree and sat down at the stone table.

"To be honest, my sect's founder was a remarkable woman who possessed the Mysterious Yin Ice Soul Dao Body."

Then Xu Xiang slowly told the story of his master.

About three thousand years ago, a woman named Lan Lingshuang roamed the desert and sea and met no rivals, making a great name for herself.

Afterwards, she founded a sect called Hanyue Sect and recruited many disciples. At one time, countless warriors came to become her disciples.

Although the martial arts that Lan Lingshuang practiced could only be practiced by women, she still accepted all male disciples and created another secret manual based on her own martial arts.

From then on, Hanyue Sect relied on these two sect-stabilizing skills to roam the desert sea, and with the cooperation of men and women, they were invincible.

Too bad it didn't last long.

After Lan Lingshuang's death, the Hanyue Sect declined at an alarming rate. Within just two hundred years, it was hard to see any disciples walking around the world.

After that, the strength of Hanyue Sect plummeted. By the time of Master Xu Xiang's generation, there were only two people left, and there was a lack of successors.

"My Hanyue Sect has only male disciples left now, and the female disciples are not Xuanyin Bingpo Daoist bodies, so they are simply unable to practice the techniques of the founder of the sect."

When Xu Xiang said this, he looked lonely.