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Since Xiyu's deeds were exposed, in a few years, he returned to Mengdao, and the dragon god disappeared again.

People in the world don't care about the life and death of the two servants, but they can't see the Dragon God disappearing for no apparent reason.Not long ago, someone discovered that Xi Yu had appeared in Jiuzhongguan, suspected of treasure hunting, and it was one of the lost treasures that had never been found in the forbidden area.

Whether it's the Dragon God or the relics of the Forbidden Land, Xi Yuan should take a trip because of his feelings and reason.

Xi Yuan left, and Bie He went to the main courtyard to clean up as usual.

"Weird!" The door of the master bedroom was wide open, he closed it in surprise, crossed the yard, walked to the undergrowth pine, the sun was shining brightly, casting mottled spots all over the ground, suddenly felt strange shadows under his feet, vaguely outlined a human figure.

Looking up in surprise, there is a thin figure among the clusters of pine needles.

Taking a closer look, the boy on the tree seemed to be bowing his head, and the two looked at each other.

Bie He's eyes widened, he fell to the ground in fright, and his terrified cry went straight to the sky.

"Fake corpse ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The peak owners came here after hearing the news, looking at the young man who was sitting leisurely on the tree, looking down at the panicked crowd, "This, this, this..."

Stuttering and unable to speak.

Wanting to investigate the young man's Zifu, but encountering a strong spiritual shield, "What can I do, but Xiyuan is not here."

Lu Hanshuang withdrew his consciousness, got off the tree and went back to the house.He suddenly cheated on the corpse, and there was a lot of discussion in the door. After searching around, he already understood the reason why his corpse did not rot.

The peak owners couldn't make up their minds, and let the young man live in Xiyuan's room as usual. Seeing that he was either bored in the room or on the tree every day, they wanted to wait for Xiyuan to come back to deal with it, but what they waited for was the news of Xiyuan's disappearance. .

The three senior sisters and younger brothers of Qingyun Peak were worried about their masters, they couldn't sleep at night, and the young man continued to eat, drink and sleep with a peaceful attitude, which aroused the dissatisfaction of others.

Bie He came to clean up again, and saw the young man sitting cross-legged on a tree looking into the distance to "enjoy the scenery", and threw the broom.

"Master treats you well, but you are so heartless and ungrateful, you don't worry about Master at all!"

The young man glanced over, and the fear that had been buried in the dust for several years finally came out, and hit Bie He's heart. He vaguely recalled the cruelty and cruelty on the bandstand when he was a child, and his heart trembled.

The boy asked, "Where was the last time he appeared?"

Bie He replied honestly, "The seventh stage of the Nine Passes."

Jiuzhongguan, alias: Shanhaiguan.There is one mountain barrier, one sea barrier, one cloud barrier, three times and three times. The dense fog persists all year round, and there are many shadows.

Lu Hanshuang lowered his eyes. After silently memorizing the creatures in the world in another volume of "Book of Heaven and Earth", he opened his spiritual consciousness to check a little bit. He could go back, but he searched the house and found no Mirror of Two Lives. As expected, he should bring it with him. On Xiyuan.

Lu Hanshuang suddenly jumped down from the tree, his face was still pensive, showing a little resoluteness.

As if something has been decided.

Bie He was slightly stunned, and guessed in disbelief, "You don't plan to go to see Master, do you?"

Lu Hanshuang ignored her.

Bie He followed all the way to the door. His shock overwhelmed his hidden fear of the young man, and he couldn't help muttering, "You've been cultivating Qi after sleeping for several years. Just pass through the door and at least reach the foundation building, not to mention the labyrinth-like maze behind you." Dangerous situation? Even the elder sister dare not step in easily, but you are too cautious, and you still want to break through the Nine Levels? You really can't control yourself!"

"Bang!" The door was closed tightly, blocking people out of the house, and Biehe's nose almost twisted in anger.

When he calmed down, Bie He frowned.

This kid doesn't really want to save the teacher, does he?Could it be that he really misunderstood that the young man is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with deep affection?Bie He shook his head, this kid is cold-blooded, brutal, indifferent, he must be thinking too much, maybe he is going back to sleep, this kid is very lazy.

Bie He left Jingtao Hall and went down to the peak to join his senior sisters and brothers to discuss the matter of Master's distress.

The head of the sect has ordered someone to gather disciples above the golden core stage and go to Jiuzhong Pass to find people. Only the senior sister's cultivation level has arrived in Qingyun Peak.

The two junior brothers gave instructions, and in the middle of the night, they suddenly heard a loud bang outside the house, it was thunder falling, shaking half of the peak.

"Weird! There is an enchantment on the mountain, how can there be thunder?" The bursts of thunder were deafening.

The three seniors, sisters and brothers went out of the house, and saw the gravel rolling down, and the night thunder smashed towards the main courtyard of Jingtao Hall.

"It's him?"

"Is he going to advance?"

"Building a foundation overnight?"

Unbelievable amazement emerged from the three mouths at the same time. They flew up the mountain in a hurry, but were stopped by other peak owners who heard the sound and drove them back.Seeing the dignified expressions of the peak masters, the senior sisters and brothers did not dare to force their way in. They gathered together with the disciples from other peaks and looked at the peak.

Over the Jingtao Palace, dark clouds were densely covered, and the heads of the clouds were thick and thunderous.

The night is like ink, and the thick thunder is like blood, splashing out from the ink, dyeing the peak red, and casting a strange and ominous color.

Every time a blood-colored rough thunder hits the barrier set up by Xiyuan, colliding with each other, there is a crackling sound, the thick thunder bursts and suddenly bright red light illuminates the entire peak, which can almost blind people's eyes. All of them turned their heads to avoid it.

"It's so unusual. Lei Jie is generally yellow and white, and the higher level is only gold and silver. There is also purple with blessing and nobility. I have never seen blood."

"Could it be that the resurrection of a dead body is not allowed by heaven?"

The head of the sect opened his mind, wanting to check the situation in the house, but was bounced off by the restriction set by Xi Yuan.

The peak masters gathered outside the hall, watching in amazement.

The bowl-thick red thunder fell one after another, innumerable, and gradually opened a hole in the barrier of Jingtao Palace, which was said to be able to withstand the full blow of the gods, and it was in danger.

Thunder rang all night, causing no one to be at peace on the mountain or below.

This determination to never give up made the peak masters feel sorry for them, they looked at the sky silently, it was dark, wondering what the heavens meant?

"How many times?"

"...In just one stick of incense, there are exactly ninety-nine times. I did a rough calculation, and according to this frequency, three thousand Taoisms have already been sent down. The number is huge and unprecedented. How did this Xishuang offend the Heavenly Dao? "

"Thunder Tribulation originally had a fixed number, and different numbers have their own destiny, so..."

"Such astonishment is nothing more than two situations: one is that the heavens sent a great mission to temper his muscles and bones; the other is that the big treacherous evils are eliminated quickly. I don't know whether the heavens want to cultivate him or want to take advantage of him before he grows up. kill early."

The peak masters were not optimistic when they thought of the theory of the number of disasters of the four disciples of their predecessors.Being able to form a bond with "Jie" is more like the way of heaven wishing to kill the matter and solve the serious trouble in his heart.

When the sun rises in the west, the light dawns, and the Bolong Peak, the red clouds are dyed with blood and thunder on the clouds, and the layers of dark clouds are pierced by the light of the sky, shooting down beams of morning light.

Even if the way of heaven is for public benefit and selfishness, its strength is exhausted.

Xue Lei, who was eager to try, retracted his head unwillingly, and made a hoarse voice; the thick cumulus cloud that was poked into a sieve fell apart and overflowed...

Under the bright blue sky, the entire Jingtao Palace was split into a piece of scorched black, bricks and tiles were shattered, and everything was in a mess.

What happened to the teenagers?

Lu Hanshuang's body seemed to be falling apart, and the meridians all over his body seemed to have been combed countless times by a steel brush.

In the past, he walked around the world wearing a shell, and the heavens and the sun grasped the common sense of all things, and he did not notice the strangeness of outsiders. This time, when he attacked the foundation building, he expected that the heavens would respond, but he did not expect that he would take advantage of the fire and kill him. .

If it weren't for the need to hang a fig leaf and not show too much traces, the Dao of Heaven might ignore the cycle of day and night, and brazenly pretend to be the name of the thunder robbery until the end of the world.His shamelessness, hypocrisy, and sanctimonious appearance are exactly the same as Bai Yu's.

The thunder stopped and the dark clouds dispersed.

There was movement in the ruins, and the peak owners stepped forward and ordered people to clean up the wreckage.The three sisters and brothers of the other generation rushed out first, looking for the boy.

There was a crunching sound under his feet, Bie He stepped on the scorched beam of the blackened house, and suddenly a hand stretched out from the crack, pushing his foot away.

Bie He fell to the ground, before he could blurt out the exclamation, he was stunned and stuck in his throat, staring blankly ahead.

A handsome and unparalleled young boy climbed out of the ruins. His body was scorched black but he seemed to be free from dirt, giving people a sense of icy purity.The facial features seem to be familiar, but they seem to be completely reborn, which makes people dare not recognize them lightly. The blue hair that was originally hanging on the ground is like snow, and all the colors have been washed away. Bending down to wipe it away, I can't bear to defile it.

The young man lowered his head, shaking off the debris of beams and wood in his hair, and suddenly frowned slightly.

"Don't, don't move around." Bie He came back to his senses.

The young man looked up, his face was stained with black ash, his eyes were sharp and clear like ice, captivating people's hearts and souls.It was as if Bie He's whole heart had been pierced, and the coldness penetrated into his heart, he shrank slightly when he was cold, and he turned his eyes away, not daring to look more.

Cautiously leaning over, Bie He picked up the boy's scattered snowy hair, "Don't move, you will pull your hair."

The snow hair was in strands, entangled with debris, and the three senior sisters and younger brothers gathered around and picked them out one by one, like a servant serving a young man.

The onlookers were shocked by the young man's astonishing face, and no one thought it was different.

The young man seemed to be impatient, he pinched his hair with his long fingers, and wanted to cut it short with all his strength, but the sharp-eyed Bie He grabbed his fingers and said in surprise, "Be merciful."

Bie Ying and Bie Que also persuaded, "It's such a pity to break such beautiful hair."

The peak masters glanced at each other, the young man's face changed slightly, which is really abnormal.The head of the sect turned his eyes on the young man, and noticed that the young man had just passed through the raging thunder, and the door was cracked. He tried again with his spiritual sense, and was able to penetrate into the purple mansion.

The results were unexpected.

"No wonder, no wonder."

The peak masters saw the head brother muttering to himself, but they didn't know what he saw?

Seeing him staring at the young man for a long time, he said solemnly, "After you pack up, come to Xiaoyao Hall on the main peak."

The peak masters followed the head and left.

Seeing that his face changed again and again, until he entered the Xiaoyao Palace, he was still in a daze, so he asked, "Brother, can you see what he is talking about with this thunder calamity?"

The head of the sect came back to his senses, with a complicated expression on his face, "This young man always disobeys others, as if he is not a member of this group, and he was not found in the Purple Mansion before, do you have any guesses?"

A peak master frowned, "Could it be that he is really some kind of powerful..."

Before he finished speaking, the headmaster said, "No, no, because his spiritual consciousness is so powerful that you and I can't match it."

"Isn't that Seizing House?!"

The headmaster shook his head, "Don't forget Xi Yuan's precedent."

"Could it be..." The peak masters were shocked, tongue-tied, unable to speak for a long time.

"It's not wrong for others to compare him with Xiyuan. Xishuang is also a natural fairy. Could it be that he came down from the upper realm to experience calamities? His spiritual consciousness is strong, not weakened at all, even worse than Xiyuan. In this way, the blood is splashing The number of sky and thunder is astonishing, maybe there is a reason for it, but the cause and effect are far beyond what we can pry, the change of appearance or the opportunity of being washed by the thunder disaster, and the restoration of the original appearance of heaven and man, further confirms his origin."

The sect leader sighed, "It's time and fate that two unworldly immortals fall into my Xiaoyao sect in succession."

Lu Hanshuang didn't know that the peak masters guessed the direction completely wrong, and rushed to Xiaoyao Hall against the astonishment of the people around him.

The peak owners had kind expressions, as if they already regarded him as Xi Yuan's successor and valued him very much.

"Your talent is so high, it is invaluable. In the past few days, cultivate well and consolidate your cultivation. Don't worry about your master."

Standing in the hall, Lu Hanshuang looked up at the head of the sect, sensitively realizing that the faint resistance and rejection from the crowd before had quietly dissipated.

He had guesses in his heart, without revealing anything on his face, he said neither humble nor overbearing, "I'm going to Nine Layers Pass."

Few numbers, just to let you know.

This temperament is somewhat similar to that of Xi Yuan.

The head said, "You have just experienced the thunder disaster, so you should not run around. As for the younger brother, I will send another person to Jiuzhong Pass to find someone."

The young man's expression did not change, and he said, "I challenged my cultivation base to break through the door. If I can't go forward because of a solid foundation, it is putting the cart before the horse."

The peak masters misunderstood again, even if some people thought of the "doom theory" of their predecessors, seeing the young man's love for his master, he put aside his worries and became more satisfied with Xiyuan, the four disciples.

"You are still young, but you are courageous. If you can have such filial piety, I will not stop you."

The danger of the Nine Passes is that there are many obstacles and it is difficult to find a way out. Once a cultivator builds a foundation, he can eat the wind and drink the dew, and he will not die after starving for three to five years.

The disciples of the Jindan Stage gathered outside the hall, and the headmaster told Bie Ying to take care of Xishuang, and then let them go down the mountain.The young man followed his disciples to Jiuzhongguan. Along the way, his appearance was astonishing. Accompanied by all kinds of unimaginable deeds, he put on his wings and quickly spread across the continent.

In addition to the news that the deceitful corpse survived, the foundation was built overnight, the thunderbolt shocked the world, etc., the most talked about is that his black hair turned into white snow overnight.

The world marveled, "This master-student love is so deep that it can be regarded as a model in the world. The master has guarded the disciple's body for several years, and the disciple is worried that the master will die overnight to build the foundation."

On the one-leaf spirit boat, the disciples sneaked glances at the young boy's face that had already amazed the world before he fully opened it from time to time, and whispered to each other.

I also firmly believe in the "theory of deep master-student love".

Lu Hanshuang turned her head and glanced away, but there was no sound in the place where her eyes passed, and the disciples were dazzled and slightly infatuated.When he looked back, there was a lot of discussion around.He lightly rubbed his forehead to dissipate the fatigue caused by the incompatibility of body and soul, and calculated the time to return to Huaxia.

The so-called deep love between master and apprentice is just a misunderstanding.