He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

Kunlun's Xianzun Xie Yunlian wants to reconcile with his Taoist companion!

It didn't take long for the immortal to cross the tribulation, and the news spread like wings in the cultivation world. When Liu Shu stepped into the Kunlun area with half a foot, he felt that everyone had a heartless and kind face.

At noon, the bell of the Missionary Academy rang three times, and the crane leaped across the Hongqiao Bridge. The blue coats of the patrolling disciples smashed through the colorful clouds, drew a pale trail, and fell down.

The leader glanced at the token on Liu Shu's waist, and nodded kindly as if he was a junior he had never seen before.

Liu Shu, who was dressed in a disciple's uniform, returned the salute with ease.

Kunlun, the first sect of the majestic immortal sect, has a large formation to protect the mountain outside, and a great power to cross the catastrophe inside. He, the great demon Liu Shu, can freely travel between them, all thanks to their master "feeding the immortal with his body".

Now they are still reconciled miserably!

Heaven can't tolerate it!

Liu Shu watched the mountain patrolling disciples leave, and his thoughts turned to leading the elite demons. The army broke through Kunlun, and suddenly a clear voice rang in his ears: "Liu Shu, get over here."

People in the world often use "Fengming" as a metaphor for Jiayin, and there is some truth to it.

It's a pity that he is a fierce phoenix that cannot be offended.

Liu Shu's skin tightened, and he bowed towards the air, and within a few breaths, he melted into the shadows and disappeared.

Unlike the residence of immortals and the holy land of cultivating immortals in the eyes of outsiders, Tianmiao Peak can be called extravagant.There are pavilions, towers and pavilions, piles of gold and jade, piles of crocodile silk from the South China Sea, and colored glaze in the north... I heard that every first-time visitor will express surprise.

Liu Shu wasn't surprised, Fenghuang Nest, they all had such virtues, but they didn't expect Xie Yunlian to be so unprincipled after being blinded by love after looking at the breezy and bright fairy figure.

...and rich.

Liu Shu was speechless.

It feels like they lost the Magic Palace.

Probably this is the flowery work that Bo Qinglang is used to.

There were a lot of thoughts in my heart, but I didn't dare to delay at all.

Their lord is in a bad mood these days, and the vigilance of his old subordinates for many years told him that at this time, he must not mess with this fire-breathing fried-haired phoenix.

Following the guidance of the aura, passing through many restrictions, and turning into a small courtyard hidden in it, when you look up, you will see a thousand-year-old sycamore tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the blue tree crown spreads out. The rich aura is free of money It seems to be sprinkled out.

The most eye-catching thing is not the precious sacred tree, but the closed-eyed young man on the rocking chair under the tree.

Wearing a black brocade robe embroidered with intricate patterns, the young man put one hand on his waist and the other behind his head. His long hair like crow feathers fell down the arc of his arms and passed through his slender fingers with well-defined joints.

At this time, I turned my head slightly, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes opened. Perhaps there was no outsider, and the dark golden pupils that were different from the human race did not hide it. Sprinkled a little, sprinkled on the eyelashes of the young man, and fell into the eyes lightly.

The spring color is charming in the eyes, not as bright as the eyebrows.

Even after watching too much, Liu Shu still felt short of breath, hurriedly lowered his head, and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"Get up." Qi Hanzhi looked a little tired, sat up from the rocking chair, wanted to tie up the loose long hair, but the movement was a bit jerky, and finally he tied it loosely: " What about things?"

Liu Shu took things out of his sleeves, and within a short time they piled up into a hill.

Putting down the last piece of Tianpin Qingxin Pill, Housekeeper Liu grinned distressedly, and couldn't help persuading: "Your Majesty, we are in the backcountry of the Demon Realm, how can anyone have a rich family background in Kunlun, what is the identity of the immortal, and he has fallen into the Heart Demon Tribulation?" That must be the dedication of the whole sect..." How can there be any need for our Demon Realm to dig out our wealth!

Qi Hanzhi thought he was noisy: "Shut up."

Liu Shu shut up, and artificially put a curse on himself.

The mountain-like treasures of heaven, material and earth disappeared in his hands, and Qi Hanzhi raised his eyes to look at his men who were wearing stones: "Do you have anything else to do?"

The translation is "won't you hurry up?"

Liu Shu understood, but he came here with a major mission entrusted by the brothers in the Demon Realm, and he didn't want to leave yet.Wiping off the curse, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, Immortal Venerable is about to ascend in a few days. Look, when will you return to Demon Realm to preside over the overall situation?"

Qi Hanzhi was silent.

What a monster, but it just opened its mouth, and it can't open which pot it doesn't open.

The mouth of the pot was still open: "For more than 100 years, there have been rumors that the Demon Lord has fallen, and there has been another change in Jiyuan recently. If you don't return to your position, there may be chaos in the Demon Realm. I have a word, and I don't know if I should say it or not."

Qi Hanzhi raised his eyelids, signaling for him to speak quickly.

"Your Majesty, using the identity of 'Qi Yan' to latent Kunlun is not a long-term solution. This time when the immortal said 'harmony', there are many rumors in the market. First, it is said that you are flamboyant and have an affair with the immortal's nephew, and then Said that the Immortal Venerable is just looking at your face, and has another love in his heart... They just think that 'outer disciple Qi Yan' is not worthy of the Immortal Venerable."

Liu Shu paused for a moment, seeing that Qi Hanzhi had no intention of doing anything, he continued: "The rumors don't matter, but your lord, the ascension of the Immortal Venerable failed this time, and next time, 'Gold Core Cultivator Qi Yan' I can't stay with Xianzun all the time."

Liu Shu's words were too selfish, and all he said was to persuade the devil to return to his throne.

But there is also some truth to it.

Back then when he was with Xie Yunlian as Qi Yan, he didn't think about it for a long time.

Unknowingly, a hundred years have passed.

Today I don't know how to speak.

The hidden dangers accumulated over a century of Anyi brought an inexplicable Xie Yunlian to rush forward, Qi Hanzhi was terribly annoyed, looking at Liu Shu's face, he felt noisy: "You go back first, I will deal with the matter of Jiyuan in a few days , as for the others...for another six months."

Liu Shu looked pleasantly surprised. Just as he was about to blow a wave of "Your Highness is Wise", their wise King unhurriedly cast a curse on him, and continued slowly: "If you can't hold on, get out of here!" The abyss was rebuilt."

Liu Shu: "..."

No longer looking at Liu Shu's mournful expression, Qi Hanzhi waved his hand to signal him to get out of here.

Liu Shu pointed to his mouth. If you don't understand the forbidden speech curse, he will not be able to speak for a few days. This is too cruel for a chatterbox, and he thinks he can still struggle.

Before Liu Shu could plead for mercy, the green sycamore leaves trembled, and bright aura waves came from the back of the mountain.

Qi Hanzhi's expression changed, with some surprises that he didn't realize, and disappeared in the same place in an instant.

Xie Yunlian left the customs.

Liu Shu who was left speechless: "..."

He often wondered if the people in Kunlun were blind. In his undisguised state, his lord shrunk his legs to inches. How did he pretend to be a century-old Jindan little monk?

On the other side, Qi Hanzhi arrived at the quiet room on the back of the mountain in a short while.

It must have been a long time since he had used this place. In his memory, he only came here twice when he first arrived at Tianmiao Peak.

Qi Hanzhi is tired and lazy. If conditions permit, he can stay in his phoenix nest for several years without moving. Not long after he moved here, many new buildings were built on the top of the mountain, including a new quiet room, which is more comfortable and comfortable. It is more in line with his aesthetics, and he rarely comes here even with Xie Yunlian.

When the slender and strong fingers touched the barrier, the pale golden light flashed and disappeared, as if an invisible membrane had melted.

The quiet room looked all the way to the end, and the immortal was sitting on the futon with his eyes closed. He was still wearing the clothes from the day he crossed the catastrophe. He probably just used a cleansing technique. Those glaring bloodstains were gone.

The sitting person opened his eyes.

Different from Qi Hanzhi's delicate and almost aggressive appearance, Xie Yunlian is handsome and impartial, his eyes are not drooping, and his eyes are clear and clear. He is the kind of orthodox practitioner that the big devil likes most. An arc of cold moon and clear brilliance, unstoppable.

The corner of the right eye is close to the end of the eyelashes, and there is a very small mole, extending a little color, which is a surprise that Qi Hanzhi accidentally discovered when the two of them were breathing.

Qi Hanzhi strode forward, half-kneeling on the edge of the stone bed, carefully wrapped his arms around Xie Yunlian's waist, buried his head in the crescent of his neck, felt a strong wave with the tip of his nose, and then slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Scary." There was an inexplicable intimacy in that flat tone.

Xie Yunlian was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Sorry."

Immortal Venerable is not usually like this.

The cold person in the eyes of the world is always gentle and even gentle in front of his Taoist companion.As usual, Xie Yunlian would call "Ah Qi" with a smile, then hold his hand, and put him on his lap naturally - the serious immortal was unexpectedly keen on this.

Qi Hanzhi slowly raised his head from his familiar neck, looking at the calm-looking person.

The Demon Lord is quite self-aware, and always lacks sensitive tentacles in his emotions. He is a little surprised at his rare sensitivity.

No, maybe just because it was expected.

He remembered three months ago, the day when Xie Yunlian crossed the catastrophe.

It was an ordinary afternoon, but he felt a little uneasy for no reason.

The higher the cultivation level, the more accurate the premonition. Qi Hanzhi calculated for a while, but he was really not proficient and had no idea. It happened that Kunlun suzerain Gui Yunji asked him for tea, so he went.

Halfway through drinking the tea, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the ninety-nine sky thunder passed through the mountain guard array and fell straight down, in the direction of Tianmiao Peak.

The cold jade teacup in Xi Hanzhi's hand turned into powder and disappeared in an instant.

Gui Yunji arrived one step behind him, and the Heavenly Tribulation Barrier had already covered half of the mountain, and thunderbolts struck the figure in the middle of the barrier one after another.

To this day, when Qi Hanzhi closed his eyes, the hideous black robbery cloud still hovered in front of his eyes.

At that time, my mind was even more blank.

The tribulation thunders fell in a hurry, one after another, Qi Hanzhi stood outside the barrier, holding his breath and counting.

He naturally believed in Xie Yunlian's strength, but he couldn't restrain himself.

Back then, when the demon king entered the demon realm alone and fought against the demons alone, he was never as nervous as he was.

Until the last thunder fell, the light symbolizing the catastrophe of the heart demon enveloped the person in the center of the barrier.

The most dangerous part of the catastrophe is the last thunderbolt.

Perhaps it is a thunder calamity of meritorious deeds, without any damage; perhaps it is a calamity of extermination, with ten deaths and no life; even an ordinary thunder calamity, it is extremely difficult for ordinary cultivators to survive the tribulation.

And there are some unique catastrophes, such as the catastrophe of the heart demon.

The heart demon calamity is easier than those messy ones, and coupled with the golden light of merit and virtue in the tribulation thunder, Xie Yunlian's ascension is already very stable.

Everyone thought so, including Qi Hanzhi.

The previously tense and deadly atmosphere slowly pried open, and the elders and disciples who hurried over were all relieved.

The breath was half relieved. During the long silent waiting, the light in the center of the enchantment dimmed, and the immortal who was sitting cross-legged spat out a mouthful of blood.

The robbery cloud dissipated, but there was no soaring golden light.

At that moment, the Kunlun Mountains were eerily quiet.

No one expected that the Immortal Venerable Xie Yunlian would fail.

Defeated by the most unlikely heart demon tribulation.

But Qi Hanzhi couldn't control that much, as soon as the barrier was broken, he rushed straight in, grabbing Xie Yunlian who was about to fall over.

Turbid air enters the body, the breath is chaotic, and the meridians are retrograde.

Xie Yunlian opened his eyes, his eyes met, and there was an unknown emotion in his dark eyes.

Bloodstains hung on his tightly pursed lips, and a few drops accidentally splashed onto his outer shirt. Immortal Venerable's aura of keeping strangers from entering seemed to have been poked a hole by the bright red color, and from the hole leaked something different from the past. the opposite.

Depressed, almost breaking out of the ground.

Qi Hanzhi didn't pay attention, he completely forgot that he was pretending to be a Golden Core cultivator at that time, and raised his hand to sort out Xie Yunlian's inner breath.

"Qi Yan." Xie Yunlian happened to hold his raised hand and called him by his name.

Qi Hanzhi regained his senses a little, and suddenly realized that Xie Yunlian seemed to be the same as before, and there seemed to be something different, which he couldn't see.

"Let's make up." Xie Yunlian said.

The voice was faint, lighter than the Kunlun mountain wind.