He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

Tianmiao Peak

Xie Yunlian woke up from his drowsiness, his heart beating violently almost shattered his eardrums, and there was an inexplicable sense of urgency urging him.

Where did Aqi go?

There was a faint pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, it was a warning that the soul had not yet recovered, but he didn't care about it, the always dignified immortal respected his clothes, hurriedly put on his shoes and broke through the door.

Outside the door, the young disciple in a green robe heard the voice and raised his head, seeing the Immortal Venerable froze in a hurry, he even forgot to salute.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Xie Yunlian's voice was a little cold, but he knew rationally that this young man must have been ordered to appear here in the uniform of a Kunlun inner disciple.

calm down.

Xie Yunlian tried his best to suppress the inexplicable panic in his heart.

"I have seen the immortal!" The little disciple hurriedly saluted: "Disciple Duan Yan, I met with the immortal in Linfeng Realm. Three quarters of an hour ago, the suzerain invited his disciples to come and talked about the turmoil in the demon realm. Regarding the matter, the suzerain rushed over with the elders and ordered the disciples to stay here, if the immortal venerable wakes up..."

Before Duan Yan finished speaking, he felt a short gust of wind blowing in front of him, and when he looked up, the Immortal Venerable had disappeared.

"If the Immortal Venerable wakes up, I will tell you not to worry, the most important thing is to heal your injuries." Duan Yan finished the rest in a low voice, and he was the only one left in Tianmiao Peak.

South from the sky, under the robbery cloud.

The sneak attacker pinched Phoenix's core and slowly pulled it out from his chest.

The deadly part of the demons was attacked, the heart veins were shattered, and large streams of blood rushed to the throat. The demonic energy in the body lost the restraint of the core core, like a awakened beast, combined with the thick and turbid air around, struggling to get rid of this body. The bound body is torn apart.

In a critical moment, a red-golden phoenix shadow floated a faint outline around the black-clothed demon king, about to break away from his body that was on the verge of collapse.

But at this moment, Qi Hanzhi's heart suddenly seemed to fall heavily, dragging back the soul that was about to escape.

The body was about to be destroyed, and the soul was wounded again. The fire of Nirvana hidden deep in the soul of the phoenix seemed to sense something, and the pure golden flame ignited from the phantom of the phoenix.

However, the assailant seemed to have a deep understanding of the Phoenix Clan. The next moment, a formula fell into the sea of ​​consciousness. Qi Hanzhi didn't know what it was, but felt a pain, and his consciousness gradually fell into confusion. He subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it on The heart seemed to be burning hot, followed by the pain of drilling the top and the suffocation of dying.

The phoenix phantom burning with golden flames raised its slender neck, screamed silently towards the sky, and collapsed suddenly.

It was suddenly black in front of my eyes.

Maybe it's because the turbidity is too strong, or maybe it's because the blood overflowing from the eyes obscures his vision.

At the end of his vision, he saw Xie Yin in front of him still struggling endlessly. After his skull was broken, he couldn't control his body, he was stubbornly wriggling forward, and there was a "ho ho" sound in his throat, those beautiful but distorted eyes were slack, But he seemed to be staring at the person behind him.

Xie Yin was trying hard to say something, maybe he was asking the truth, or maybe he wanted to ask for help, but Qi Hanzhi guessed it was more likely to be the latter, this person has always only spoken affectionately, compared to Qi Yan's identity, Perhaps the imminent death made him even more unwilling.

Unlike Xie Yunlian.

Such a thought popped up in Qi Hanzhi's somewhat slack consciousness, like an anchor, and he firmly stuck it down.

Xie Yunlian...

He was still rushing back.

The annoying "ho ho" sound in the ear disappeared at some point and turned into a vague buzzing sound. The person behind him seemed to say something like "borrowing the body of the demon king", with a gentle and flat voice, in the noisy environment There was some distortion in the buzzing, as if it had been heard somewhere.

Then there was only silence in the dark world.

It seems that at some point, he also fell into such a situation. It was dark, there was no sound, and there was only endless devilish energy rushing back and forth inside and outside his body.

and then?

Qi Hanzhi's pupils were dilated, and his core was separated from his body. The sealed memory seemed like rootless duckweed, floating in pieces in his damaged sea of ​​consciousness.

"Aqi."

Then someone called him like this, and he heard himself calling that person's name: "Yunyin..."

That seems to be... after that night in Yanzhou.

He returned to Jiyuan in a state of embarrassment, absorbing the strong turbidity like crazy, and forgot all the exhortations from his adoptive father, leaving only the thought of revenge in his mind.

When Cen Yu died, under the hands of that immortal, he would kill all the evil cultivators in the world, as well as the evil lord of Lao Shizi, or everyone related to Yun Yin's death.

After all, he is a phoenix, his physical body is very strong, as long as he absorbs the spiritual energy, he doesn't care about the turbid air, or the basic life span, as long as a little time, a little bit, is enough for him to avenge Yun Yin.

Then go with him.

But he overestimated himself.

When he became a Nascent Soul, the chaotic turbid Qi in his body finally broke through the restraints and wreaked havoc among the meridians.

Ordinary demons use the "core core" to circulate turbid qi. He is a demon who has become a monk halfway, and his soul is pure demons. Naturally, no core core will grow out of the phoenix's body.

He felt that he might be about to die, his eyes were black, his ears were filled with Jiyuan's year-round silence, his body was very cold, and he heard Yun Yin's voice.

Is Yunyin waiting for him?

Little Phoenix thought in a daze, it would be nothing if he died.

He is the last phoenix in the world, he has no relatives, and the only adoptive father he cares about is also taken care of by a cheap uncle. It has only been a few years since he walked out of the poor place of Jiyuan. He went to the mortal world and met some people. The sugar man said that he was Fenghuang's uncle, the aunt who always liked to give him food at the street corner, and the girl next door who always poked around at home...

But these people are gone.

And Yun Yin.

Yunyin, who has a nice voice, looks good, and writes very well, teaches him how to write, saves up money to go to the No. [-] Scholar Exam next year, but still secretly buys him new clothes, and promises to come back to make wine for him when the peach tree blooms... He I especially like Yunyin.

Not anymore.

A warmth enveloped the young man who was curled up on the ground, and invisible hands hugged him. After fighting with demons in the abyss for several months, the bloodstained and silent boy curled up silently. With the corners of his eyes down, MadeIn's sadness surged up along with the heat from the corners of his eyes.

"Yunyin." He thought he was sobbing loudly, calling this name intermittently.

He wants to say, I miss you so much, wants to say, I will avenge you...

But he is a little trash, probably after spending all of Phoenix's life, he would not be able to kill those evil cultivators.

The young phoenix curled up among the jagged and strange rocks in the abyss, the young slender but too thin limbs huddled together aggrievedly, screaming like a newborn animal, and tears rolled down like broken threads.

It seemed that someone sighed softly in his ear, but he could only say: "Don't be afraid."

That voice seemed to have soothing power, and the invisible hand brought up a gust of wind, gently trying to wipe away the gray and black stains and tear stains on the young man's face.

But that's just the wind.

"I'm with you." The voice was helpless and distressed.

The next moment, the heart welled up with warmth, something formed in the empty heart, the raging turbidity seemed to have found its source, and they all rushed towards that place.

A core grew out of Phoenix's heart, which was the soul of his beloved.

The memory after the age of 17 began to blur from that moment, the young Fenghuang pressed his heart anxiously, but could no longer call out that person's name.

Cloud hidden.

Xie Yunlian.

The magic formula that fell on the soul has already taken effect, the soul is locked, the fire of Nirvana has not been ignited, the body gradually loses perception, Qi Hanzhi suddenly feels as if he is dead, the five senses fade away one by one, and the limbs seem to feel cold , but it was not very obvious in the weak perception, only the empty part of the heart, as if the wind passed through, scraping the flesh and blood in his chest.

He silently said his lover's name.

He regrets it a little.

Xie Yunlian should be told.

I love you.

Kunlun is in the west, the Demon Realm is in the south, and the realm of self-cultivation is vast. It takes two hours to travel from Kunlun to Nanlitian even if the Da Neng of the Transcendence Tribulation Period goes all out.

Xie Yunlian couldn't wait that long, regardless of the unhealed wounds of his soul, he forcibly tore apart the space and appeared outside the Demon Realm.

From a distance, he saw the blackness almost touching the sky, it was... stale air, and the calamity cloud that was about to dissipate.

Is it Aqi?

No, Xie Yunlian quickly denied this idea. Although the robbery cloud had almost dispersed, the thick blood in it had not completely disappeared. It was clearly the evil cultivator, probably Ye An.

This name added to Xie Yunlian's uneasiness, he hurried towards Jieyun's direction, he had a vague premonition that Ah Qi was ahead, waiting for him.

"Immortal Venerable?" The somewhat familiar voice was full of surprise, probably seeing that Xie Yunlian was about to rush into the Yan Guards to block the formation, the man said anxiously: "Honorable Immortal! , this formation cannot be broken!"

The word "jun shang" in this man's words attracted Xie Yunlian's attention, he finally stopped, turned his head to look over, his eyes seemed to be black, looking quietly at this moment, it was inexplicably frightening.

The person who spoke, that is, Liu Shu didn't care about how Xie Yunlian was here. He suppressed his timidity and said calmly: "The stone pillar of the Jiyuan seal was smashed by the sky thunder, and the king and the evil lord were trapped in the catastrophe. I will wait here to guard. The abyss is wide open, and I can't wait for too long, when the turbidity and evil spirits leave the abyss..."

Before Liu Shu finished speaking, the sky and the clouds cleared away. The next moment, there was a violent tremor, and the ground shook wildly. Along with it, there was also the violent impact of the turbid air from the extreme abyss on the blocking formation.

"Liu Shu!" Jin Yundie, who was acting as the main team, interrupted Liu Shu loudly: "I can't hold it anymore!"

Liu Shu's expression changed in surprise, he ignored Xie Yunlian for a while, and wanted to step forward to help Yanwei to stabilize the formation, but before he stepped forward, the ground shook more violently, followed by a dull, indescribable sound With a strange sound, the blocking formation suddenly burst, and dozens of nightmare guards flew out backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood, even Jin Yundie, who had broken through the Mahayana cultivation base, was no exception.

Before Liu Shu recovered from the accident, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. He turned his head in that direction and subconsciously called out: "Immortal Venerable!"

No one answered him.

The blocking array was broken, and the abyss was wide open. The turbid air in their position at this time is the same as that in the abyss. The turbid air is seductive, and even the demons have to be cautious, let alone Xie Yunlian, a monk of the immortal sect?

The butler gritted his teeth, stepped forward to help the Nightmare Guard who was closest to him, and raised his voice to order: "Retreat, retreat quickly."

Jin Yundie picked up Qi Ranshuang, who was still on the side before, and was about to run away. He remembered something and turned his head to look at him: "What about you?"

"I'm going to find the Immortal Venerable." Liu Shu said and rushed towards the direction where Xie Yunlian disappeared just now: "You can't let the queen die at home!"

Liu Shu rushed in sullenly with the devil's energy so thick that the devil couldn't open his eyes. Fortunately, his sense of direction was excellent, and he found the whereabouts of the immortal after a while.

The cultivator of Xianzong who was dressed in a green robe was really eye-catching in the thick turbidity. The head steward was a little relieved, and hurried to catch up, saying in his mouth: "Xianzun, come with me—"

Before he finished speaking, he stuck in his throat.

He finally saw clearly that the large piece of dark land in front of the Immortal Venerable was the color stained by blood. The Immortal Venerable was half kneeling on the ground, with a little blood on his fingertips. The blood had no temperature, but it had not yet condensed. , glowing a little gold.

It is the blood of the Phoenix.

And not far from the bloodstain, there was a dusty sword and a corpse.

The man in black whose head was crushed and deformed by a palm looked hideous, with one hand stretched forward, as if trying to catch something.

It's Xie Yin.

Xie Yin was dead before Jieyun dispersed.

The wound on his forehead was scorched black by the flames, and he no longer had the breath of soul. Liu Shu could tell at a glance that this was an injury that could only be caused by the red lotus fire.

But if the devil killed Xie Yin, what about others?

Liu Shu's mind was blank, he stared blankly at the phoenix blood, a thought that had never occurred to him, came up little by little.

"Aqi is missing." The half-kneeling fairy in Tsing Yi's voice was calm and somewhat strange. He took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, and collected the blood on the ground into the bottle little by little: "I'll go find him."

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