Su Bian Cultivation World

The closure of the Holy Land is approaching, and each of the three thousand worlds has sent teams to meet it.As a necessary foothold for going out of the Holy Land, the Four Realms have welcomed many rare visitors who are rarely seen in a century.

On the streets of Qinglong Realm, there are people selling the albums of talents who have entered the Holy Land this time, and those who are busy looking through it find that it is still the old version three years ago.The man smiled and cursed and threw the pamphlet back to the peddler, waved his hands again and again and said: "Don't read it, don't read it, I don't know how many of these hundreds of people have folded into the Holy Land, and there will be new news selling in the streets and alleys tomorrow." , you take this away, are you being taken advantage of?"

The peddler sang with a hippie smile, and put the booklet back to its original position: "Originally, I was taking advantage of the outsiders to earn the last sum, so my brother will come to me tomorrow to buy the latest booklet, and I will give him a [-]% discount. "

A gust of wind blew away the books on the bookstall, and the footer of the "Latest Book of Holy Land Talents" was rolled up, and it happened to turn to a picture drawn in ink and brush. The outline is extremely flexible.

There are only a few sentences above, but I remember it is a person's name: Luo Jiujiang, the young master of the spirit snake, who once studied at Qinglong Academy, and was given the name Luolang by all the students.Good at making friends, open-minded in nature, good at knives and weapons, and can kill with sound.Su Ping, the leader of Chiufeng Peak, said: "Brother Luo drinks the spirit of the country, and I can't wait."

There is another line of small characters in Zhubi at the back to comment: and, the cultivation base has been promoted to Jindan.

The peddler didn't pay much attention to the old book that was blown away by the wind, he was still guarding the stall and selling it one after another.He had made back his money on this batch of books three years ago, and selling them now is just to clear up the surplus and borrow the wind from outsiders who come to visit.

A hand stretched out suddenly, pinching the open book.

The peddler raised his head, only to see a man in white shirt with a kind face. The man in white shirt lowered his head slightly, his eyes were half covered by the shadow cast by his broken hair, only the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he looked very gentle.

"I want this book, how much is it?"

The peddler made a gesture, which meant five spirit beads.Unexpectedly, the guest in white was rich and powerful, and he dropped five low-grade spirit stones without blinking when he shook his hands.

"Ah yo!" The peddler exclaimed, just as he was about to stop the customer and return the money after a struggle, when he looked up, he saw the long street full of people in front of him, where was the shadow of the man in white shirt?

This is a reward from God, a good start.The peddler thought for a while, but still happily stuffed the spirit stone into his arms, shook his head and blew a whistle: If you don't accept it, you will be blamed instead.Doesn't this mean that I am very lucky today, and I am destined to make a fortune?

At this moment, the white-clothed guest who bought his old book has already appeared on the other side of the long street.

He was accompanied by a purple-robed guest, tall and heroic, with a rough face, even if he deliberately suppressed his voice, his voice was still louder than others: "Why are you interested in the things that low-level monks make up after dinner?"

The man in white, that is, Bai Lian, smiled slightly, and casually flipped through a few pages of the rough-printed book in his hands: "At that time, a gust of wind came, and I just turned to the page number of the young master. The portrait is still somewhat interesting. I It’s not that I’m buying news about him, I just like this omen.”

"Yes." Zi Pao Ke echoed with a smile: "We are going to take the young master back this time before entering the Azure Dragon Realm, and we have seen the young master first, this trip will definitely go smoothly, there will be no bad luck .”

Bai Lian nodded with a smile, shook his hands, and when he was about to close the pages of the book, his eyes suddenly fixed on a certain page.

Different from the rough drawing of Luo Jiujiang's portrait, this one-page color picture is all made of fine brushwork, which vividly draws the man in the painting's contemplative expression, beard and hair are fully visible, and even the cuffs are carefully added with dark patterns of flowers. A colorful luan is still painted behind him as a background.

The words printed in ink on the booklet are the same as those just now: Lord of the Northern Territory of Suzaku Realm, Lord of Shenxue Palace Han Qianling, rooted in the monster clan, his identity is unknown.Sexually withdrawn, reticent, and secretive.Good at swords and palms, he can fight quickly and control the enemy with one move.It is rumored that there is a gap with the master of the spirit snake world, and it is also rumored that there is a reason for him to have a relationship with the young master of the spirit snake, so we know that the rumors cannot be completely believed.

However, compared with Luo Jiujiang, the number of words in his Zhu Zhui is obviously much more, and the content is also very interesting: also, he is publicly recommended as the number one beauty among the talents in the Holy Land, with a beautiful appearance and national beauty, and he forgets the vulgarity when he sees it.Picking up the message from the playboy: It is graceful about the ice and snow, so you know that the world is not as good as the goddess Gushe; you are so independent, and you doubt that the beauty of the North is better than Chang'e in the moon.

"Tsk." Bai Lian smacked his tongue a little and said to himself: "A comment can provoke two people, and this editor is also capable of reading it. I'll tear up this page immediately, but I can't let the master and the young master see it." .”

Zi Pao Ke heard that he was relaxed now, half of what he said was a joke, so he followed his meaning and asked: "This Zhu comment is frivolous, of course the young master doesn't like it, but the picture of the beauties is pretty good, Where can I break the master's taboo?"

Bai Lian glanced at the page of meticulous painting in his hand, and after a little thought, he couldn't help laughing, and said with a suppressed smile, "Maybe it's because he's all taboo."

"what?"

"The wild boars outside come in to pick up the cabbage that grows in our yard. Even if it is a beautiful and delicious little pig, the owner will not be happy after seeing it." Bai Lian casually stuffed the book in his hand into his arms, bent over Eyes joked.

……

Unlike the atmosphere of joyful anticipation and some apprehension outside the Holy Land, inside the Holy Land there is only relief and loss.

During the three-year trip to the Holy Land, the cultivation of the people present has risen almost linearly, and there are at least [-] people who have been promoted to Jindan.But relatively, in the holy land where the death rate is extremely high, almost everyone who has survived until now has witnessed the death of their companions.

Among all the small groups gathered in twos and threes, a certain small group of figures stood out.

Surrounded in the center is a beautiful and magnificent young man in blue robes. This Palace Mistress Shenxue's astonishing beauty spread quickly in the gossip at the beginning, but the rumors that he has a restrained and polite personality seem to be untrue now. : Not only was this beauty's hair not neatly tied into the jade crown, but her hair was tied up casually, and the lower half was even loose.

Idlers who don't know what happened can only comment on Han Qianling's appearance, but in the eyes of those who understand what his appearance represents, it is completely shocking.

Feng Xue walked forward slowly, and found her voice was trembling as soon as she spoke, she felt her fingertips were numb and cold, and when Xiao Jian pulled her, she found that her palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Where's Jiujiang?" She asked Han Qianling in a low voice.

And Han Qianling didn't even cast a glance at her.

The cold feeling from Feng Xue's head to Gai Tianling hit the tailbone directly, and the feeling of that scoop of cold snow pressing down on the head was even more piercing than the dead place without the sun.Her voice raised a little, but her tone was broken: "Young Master Han, I'm asking you, where is Jiujiang?"

A plain white folding fan came in out of thin air, symbolically separating Feng Xue and Han Qianling.

"Please don't ask, this girl." The outstretched hand was as white as jade, almost competing with the folding fan in his palm.Feng Xue followed his arm in a daze to look at this man's face, and saw a face with skin as white as suet nephrite.

"Dong Shuangyu in the Lower White Tiger Realm, Mr. Luo's old friend from Seven Islands." When Feng Xue cast his gaze over, he naturally withdrew his fan, and said in an extremely calm tone, "This is not a good place to ask questions, and now is not a good time to ask questions. "

Feng Xue felt that the cold current that drenched her spinal cord like ice and snow turned into a gushing flame of anger at this moment, and finally found a moment to release, she said bitterly: "You don't know anything—"

"—Ashamed, I may know a little more." Dong Shuangyu hooked the corners of her lips, but there was no smile between her brows and eyes: "At least I know, since Palace Master Han is still alive, and since Palace Master Han still allows us to If he is alive, Mr. Luo will never be at the end of his rope."

He turned his eyes to avoid Feng Xue's froze face, leaned forward slightly, and gave Feng Xue a half salute.

He said in a polite and unhurried manner: "I thought that Tao Tie would be calmer than Suan Ni, but I miscalculated."

He waved his hand, gave Feng Xue a last look of indeterminate meaning, and led the handsome young man beside him back into the crowd.

It was as if from the beginning to the end, his actions, words, and deeds were all just to prevent Feng Xue from getting too emotional.

He never said hello to Han Qianling.

But Han Qianling turned a deaf ear to this dispute that was staged almost under the radar.Yaozu is more sensitive to breath. Although the few team members brought out by him from Suzaku Realm are still alive, none of them dare to approach him at this moment.

They could all feel how powerful, restless and dangerous the Palace Mistress Shenxue was under her glamorous, quiet, and seemingly distraught skin.

Naturally, they didn't know how Han Qianling opened the big net formed by the essence of the five elements when Luo Jiujiang's figure was finally swallowed by the netherworld.

He rushed forward, but he couldn't even hold an afterimage in his palm; he even turned into a dragon, and bumped into that space day and night for seven times. He still couldn't get the news he wanted.

They also don't know that after trying everything he can do now but still to no avail, Han Qianling has returned to the cold pool deep in the holy mountain.

In the past, how he kicked the Daoyuan fragments aside as if they were shoes, but now Han Qianling grasps them as the last straw.Different from the restraint and depression of the last time he absorbed Daoyuan, Han Qianling's behavior this time can only be evaluated as "extreme indulgence in courting death".

He accepted the last inheritance left to him by his biological father. In addition to the Daoyuan that made his strength skyrocket, the evil thoughts that entered Han Qianling's soul also doubled.However, this time he never made such a strong killing intent again.Along the way, he didn't even step on any flowers and plants to death.

After all, if a person's heart is about to die, all the hatred and anger are only worthy of being a cold addition in the ashes, without even a spark.

Han Qianling's heart felt like a knife was being twisted, and Han Qianling's internal organs were on fire.

Although his person is still alive, his heart has been watching Luo Jiujiang disappear in front of his eyes, and has died for him countless times.