Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation with the game panel

Three months later, Meng Qianji finally got the Demonic Essence, but his whereabouts were discovered by Hun Dun and he was nearly caught. Several elders blew themselves up to cover his escape.

Although he returned to Taixu Sect, he was seriously injured.

Xuan Yue entrusted the child to Hu Jiusheng: "I have something very important to do. Please wait until I die before sending the child to Meng Qianji. Please."

Hu Jiusheng didn't understand. He took a deep breath, his eyes painful. "Do you like him that much? You know that's a road that will lead to death. No matter success or failure, he won't survive in the end. Why don't you let him take the path of becoming a god?"

Xuan Yue turned to look at him with an extremely serious look: "I am determined to walk the path of becoming a god, not because of any sentimental feelings..."

Hu Jiusheng turned his head away unwillingly, choking a little: "Sister, I just hope you can live..."

Xuan Yue returned to Taixu Sect with the demon bone given to her by Hu Jiusheng.

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In Taixu Sect, Meng Qianji's face turned pale. Looking at Xuan Yue opposite him, he said firmly, "No, I should take this path. I will not give you the magic essence."

Xuan Yue looked at him with complicated eyes: "You clearly know that it is the most appropriate choice for me to come first, why do you have to make some irrational decisions?"

"You are the leader of the first sect in the world of immortal cultivation. You are the backbone of the world of immortal cultivation. You have a greater burden on your shoulders."

Meng Qianji sneered at himself: "Xuan Yue, you think too much of me. I don't want to be anyone's backbone, nor do I want to bear the responsibility that everyone talks about..."

Xuan Yue stood up, and countless runes overlapped on his back: "If you insist on doing this, then let's have a decisive battle. If you don't give it to me, I will snatch it from you."

Meng Qianji turned to look at her. His face was pale and weak, and his eyes were filled with painful accusations: "Xuan Yue, I've had enough. In your eyes, is it always the so-called people of the world that matter?"

Xuan Yue choked up and lowered her eyes: "I don't want to hurt you, but if you insist on doing this, I can't do anything."

Meng Qianji is no match for Xuan Yue, never has been.

The devil's marrow will affect people's minds and cannot be carried around. Instead, it is placed in a secret room in the Taixu Sect and sealed tightly.

When Xuan Yue got it, he immediately went to find Xuan Zhengqing: "Go and count the people of Shenxiao Sect, and take them back to Yunlan Mountain to rebuild Shenxiao Sect."

Xuan Zhengqing was surprised: "Sister, what about you?"

Xuan Yue sighed deeply. She touched Xuan Zhengqing's head for the first time in a long time. Her tone was as gentle as when she was still young: "Sister will stay here for a while. When you build the sect, I will go back."

Xuan Zhengqing smiled and always believed in his elder sister's words.

He knew nothing about the path to becoming a god.

Three days later, the disciples of Shenxiao Sect who had lived in Taixu Sect for a long time left in a mighty manner and returned to Shenxiao Sect. Under the leadership of Xuan Zhengqing, they began to rebuild the sect.

And the Taixu Sect.

Meng Qianji stood behind Xuan Yue with his hands behind his back: "I don't want you to die."

Xuan Yue looked back at him, and when she saw the sadness in his eyes, her heart trembled. She reached out and hugged him without saying a word.

Afterwards, Xuan Yue began to retreat.

Meng Qianji and a group of elders defended her.

Xuan Yue was embedded in the demon bone and integrated into the magic marrow. It took a long time, but in the end, it failed to fuse the demon power and magic power to derive the power of chaos.

The evil energy entered his body, and black mist rose from Xuan Yue's body almost instantly.

She is possessed.

However, because the power in his body had not been integrated, he was subdued by Meng Qianji and others.

Finally, Xuan Yue took advantage of the last bit of clarity to strip off the evil marrow and demon bones in his body, and integrated his soul and power into his natal spirit sword.

She said to Meng Qianji: "If you can't fuse the demon power and magic power, you can't derive the power of chaos. But if you can integrate the power of chaos into your body, you can temporarily suppress the demon power and magic power, and briefly gain the power of the four clans..."

"Finally, please seal me in the main area of ​​the Southern Wasteland, replacing the former ancestors of the Eldar race..."

She took advantage of the last few seconds of her life to tell Meng Qianji about her experience of integrating the power of the four clans, and also arranged her own destination.

But she did not leave even a single word of farewell to her lover, Meng Qianji.

The huge hall was empty, with only Meng Qianji holding a magic sword and a painful look on his face.

He is not kind by nature, and can even be said to be indifferent.

But ever since he met Xuan Yue, he felt like he saw a ray of light, as if his originally dull, colorless world suddenly became bright and colorful.

Xuan Yue admired the strong, so he worked hard to become stronger, stumbling after her footsteps.

Xuan Yue likes people who uphold the Tao, so he asks him to help the weak and protect the people.

Xuan Yue would look up to people who were responsible and capable of taking on responsibilities, so he became the sect leader he disliked the most and took on the responsibilities he didn't want to take on.

The elders' evaluation of him was not wrong. His character was not good to begin with. It was only because of Xuan Yue that he was willing to be a person who cared about the world.

But his light went out, and with it his color.

Why do good people always have bad endings?

Why does his lover only care about the world of immortal cultivation?

Meng Qianji carefully put away the magic sword and then summoned all the sects to discuss.

After everyone from each sect had arrived, Meng Qianji stood up.

His expression and tone seemed to be slightly different from usual: "Everyone, I summoned you here today so that you can study the blood curse of the Chaos King together. I believe that in the past many years, you have collected a lot of information about the blood curse from the disciples who died in your own sects. Now that the world of immortal cultivation is in trouble, I hope you will not keep your secrets..."

His tone was indifferent, even a little majestic, which was very different from his usual kind and tolerant side.

Everyone present was whispering, but they had to cooperate.

Three months later, a basically complete blood curse was pieced together by the major sects.

This blood curse can absorb the luck of others, and even the luck of their descendants, for one's own use.

Meng Qianji looked at the complicated and strange blood curse in front of him, and injected it into his body without any hesitation.

He was drawing away his own luck and the luck of his descendants.

But unfortunately, Meng Qianji and others did not spread the news of Xuan Yue's death, and Hu Jiusheng did not know that Xuan Yue was dead, so Meng Qianji did not know that he still had a descendant alive.

But perhaps even if he knew, he would still take this path, because it is the only way at present.

He used a blood curse to extract the luck from himself and his descendants, and then temporarily sealed the luck in Xuan Zhengqing's body.

Xuan Zhengqing was puzzled: "Where did my sister go?"

Meng Qianji lowered his eyes and said, "She has her own things to do. This is a critical moment. You should follow her instructions, return to Yunlan Mountain, and rebuild the Shenxiao Sect. Don't ask about other things for the time being."