Su Bian Cultivation World

When the holy place is about to close, it reopens a gap.How it attracted these young monks three years ago, how it will throw them out three years later.

Many people who have witnessed the opening of the Holy Land will feel miraculous about it: monks from all directions were extradited from the Four Elephant Realm to the Holy Land.And when the Holy Land closes, it will throw the monk back to the big world where he settled three years ago.

For example, if the team of Qinglong Academy started from Qinglong Realm, they would only be sent back to Qinglong Realm.Even if only one-third of all the monks who arrived at the Holy Land died in the past three years, the Holy Land still seemed to be able to recognize their origins.Over the years, without exception

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For this reason, there was once a popular saying in the cultivation world that the Holy Land has spirits.

But the ultimate truth of this speculation can only be known by a very small number of people.

According to the experience of the predecessors, the surviving monks in the Holy Land have gathered under the long slope in front of the return mountain one after another.

They are piled up in groups of three or four, and they each find their own friends in the crowd, and each other's eyes are full of regrets that have gone through life and death.Occasionally, a few people who are alone will gather with each other in order not to look too conspicuous, exchange a few words of information about the Holy Land, and at the same time comfort their feelings that they have not seen anyone for nearly three years.

In the crowd, Han Qianling stood alone, like a lonely mountain.

His appearance is so outstanding, and he is the leader of the Suzaku Realm team, and the information has been spread all over the world as early as three years ago.What's more, there were a few people who came and went with him just now, almost all of them were famous talents: Qinglong envoy Yin Banshi, white tiger envoy Dong Shuangyu, Xuanwu envoy Ni Kui, and the pair of Feng family sisters who are very famous recently in the Holy Land.

But Han Qianling didn't respond to anyone.

He didn't even give Ni Kui face, his silent and speechless attitude made the other party jump in front of him, and finally he was angrily pulled away by the pale and cold deputy beside him.

Before pulling Ni Kui away, the thin deputy envoy of the Xuanwu Realm cast a glance at Han Qianling and thought playfully: If Nuzi is about to be pissed to death in front of this Palace Master Han this time, I don't know if the other party is willing to condescendingly stretch out his fingers to pierce his alveoli, and save Nuzi who has no brains?

... Heh, judging by the situation, it probably won't happen.

He cheerfully warned Ni Kui again, and thought with a little ease in his heart: After all, I have to thank this Palace Master Han for using his indifferent attitude to let Nu Zi, who is not very obedient, see clearly where he is from. , whom to listen to.

Han Qianling was standing alone the whole time, his head was half down, his hair was tied in a bun casually, but it was only half combed.The rest of the hair hangs down softly and fits on his shoulders, faintly covering his dark and dull eyebrows.

He came earlier than anyone else present, the holy land was already densely populated with trees and sparsely populated, so no one saw how Han Qianling walked from the center of the holy mountain step by step with ashamed heart.His stride was wobbly, his back was a bit bent, and there was nothing around him that could attract his attention, like a walking dead with only the last bit of obsession remaining.

For the next three days and nights, he stood like this all the time, without even turning his neck.It was as if barely dragging his body to this plain had exhausted the few energy in his body.

During these three days, Feng Xue gradually calmed down and accepted the news that Luo Jiujiang was temporarily absent—she would never believe that Luo Jiujiang was dead.

For some reason, in her spare time, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Han Qianling, and her mood went from initial anger to now even a little faint fear.Han Qianling who stood still gave her an illusion: if the Holy Land will never be closed, then these people will run, try, panic, wail and even curse... and Han Qianling will still do nothing, He can stand forever.

Pooh.Feng Xue shook her head, trying to get that thought out of her mind: How could the Holy Land not be closed?Isn't that the plot of a horror story?This situation will not become a reality, so the assumption itself is meaningless.

I just hope that after changing the environment, Han Qianling can behave a little more normally after leaving the place that made him feel hurt.Feng Xue secretly prayed in her heart.

After all, what is the specific situation of the matter, and only those present who have experienced it for themselves are qualified to tell.And Han Qianling... No matter what, he is Luo Jiujiang's beloved Taoist companion.

Everything in the world is still operating according to the laws of the past, the wind still blows, the water continues to flow, the lofty mountains have not been turned into flat land, and the deepest sea has never been turned into mulberry fields.Some people suddenly leave other people's lives, but the sun, moon and stars are still rising and setting normally.The sun is warm and the flowers are fragrant, the wind is warm and the warbler is singing, it seems that only Han Qianling in the world is sad for Luo Jiujiang.

According to the usual practice, the Holy Land slowly closed the passage after three years, and drove all these foreign monks back to their original places.When everyone fell into the vast pitch-black time and space, Han Qianling, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly turned his head as if feeling something.

Like Luo Jiujiang when he went to the Holy Land three years ago, he couldn't find anything.

Naturally, he would not know that this dark as if boundless space is where the Nether is, and the coordinates of specific locations in the Nether change more than 3 times a day. Song fills up.

That song once protected Luo Jiujiang here, and this small piece of darkness is imprinted with the imprint of Han Qianling at this moment, like a small seed, silently lurking, waiting for the growth and eruption after many years.

Han Qianling turned around, only seeing the holy land being closed.

Surprised screams came one after another suddenly, and many people turned their heads because of the sound. In just a short moment, they saw the boundary membrane of the Holy Land turned red, which was completely different from other worlds.

This is not something that ever happened in the records.

However, the holy land reopened less than a hundred years after it was opened last time. This is not something that has been recorded in the records.

The travel in space is fast and short, and these passengers are not allowed to stay too much in the turbulent flow of space, but within two or three snaps of their fingers, they have returned to their respective places.

Han Qianling returned to the Azure Dragon Realm with dozens of monks. The moment he landed, a monk beside him excitedly mentioned the red boundary membrane in the Holy Land.

At this time, no one knew what this change meant, only Han Qianling realized it.

He could vaguely feel that maybe the Holy Land would never be opened again.

The real reason why the Holy Land opened every hundred years was that Holy Mountain wanted to get rid of his burden.This time, the Holy Land was reopened just over ten years ago, and it was also for the convenience of Han Qianling, who had grown up, to enter the heart of the mountain and take away the Dao source left by the Dragon God.

Speaking of which, the holy mountain has suppressed him for ten thousand years, and the two of them, mother and son, never had a good time when they met.But in any case, the holy mountain with self-awareness is actually qualified to be an independent portal and gradually become a new world, instead of continuing to be one of the legacy of the three thousand worlds left by the Dragon God.

Han Qianling still doesn't know whether the few Dao source fragments left by the Dragon God are useful to the Holy Mountain—if they are useful, why should the Holy Mountain be opened so soon, just to let Han Qianling hurry up? Things to take away?If not, then when Han Qianling wanted to retrieve the source of Dao for the first time, what was the purpose of the Holy Mountain blocking him?

Was it because she also expected that Han Qianling's actions would bring regrettable consequences, or... At that time, it was just a mother's reluctance to part with her child forever?

No matter what the truth is, after this trip, Han Qianling will never know.

If this incident happened in normal times, the implied meaning would at least be enough for Han Qianling to sigh for an afternoon; but it happened at this moment, just like a drop of water falling into a dry desert.

Han Qianling's heart only moved slightly, he lowered his eyes halfway, and secretly said goodbye in his heart.

The hatred and resentment between their mother and son, who have a special relationship, may have been mixed with a little instinct and expected love, but these are all over after all.

The complete closure of the Holy Land also symbolizes the severing of the relationship between their mother and son.From then on, he went to heaven and earth, and in the three thousand worlds, his only anchor was Luo Jiujiang.

Not long ago, he had lost his own anchor with his own hands.

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Three years ago, Qinglong Realm sent away a total of more than a hundred young monks, and now among the group of monks who have returned, including the team from Qinglong Academy, there are only a few dozen in total.

The people waiting on the scene at least have foundation building skills, and it doesn't take a blink of an eye to distinguish who these dozens of people are.While seeing that there was no Luo Jiujiang in the returning team, Bai Lian and Zi Duan's expressions turned ugly at the same time.

"Did the young master have another adventure, so Yi Rong got mixed up in the team?" Zi Duan muttered to himself, "Brother, let's look for Han Qianling from the Suzaku Realm..."

He swallowed half of what he said, and both of them saw clearly that Han Qianling was alone.

"..." Bai Lian no longer had his usual doughy and temperless face. If the peddler who sold him books not long ago was here, he would not have dared to recognize him.

Under the shadow of Bai Lian's brows and eyes covered by the broken hair on his forehead, there is a pair of cold snake pupils hidden. These eyes are now wide open with anger, and the whites of the eyes are covered with traces of red. The blade-like gaze is slashing towards them. On Han Qianling who came.

"Where is our young master?"

Anyone with ears can hear the anger in Bai Lian's voice.

Han Qianling did not answer this question.He just said concisely: "Take me back to your spirit snake world."

"...I'm asking you, where is our young master now?!"

"I will find him personally and bring him back." Han Qianling said wearily.Seeing that Bai Lian was about to attack him, Han Qianling raised something silently to stop Bai Lian's movement.

"The sword is like a human being. I will go back to the Spirit Snake Realm with you. I will personally explain to Mr. Zhen what happened in Jiujiang."

Bai Lian's narrow snake pupils trembled slightly: at this moment, the one held in Han Qianling's hands was the single-handed Chengxue whom Luo Jiujiang regarded as a friend and brother.

...... The knife is like a human being, which is nice to say.Now Luo Jiujiang's knife is in Han Qianling's hands, but what about his people?Where is he now?

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After meeting Zhenshuangliu, it took only a few words to explain Luo Jiujiang's whereabouts to him.

Han Qianling's whole body showed a kind of fatigue that could not be ignored. Every time he said a word, it seemed that his eyebrows and eyes were heavier.After he briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter, Feng Xue, who cheekily slid into the team and followed, was almost worried that he would be crushed to the ground by the weight.

For the time being, Zhen Shuangliu didn't care about the Taotie Fengxue who sneaked in from Chen Cang, just like he didn't have the energy to ask the sins of the remaining four people in the Spirit Snake Realm team.

After listening to Han Qianling's narration, Zhen Shuangliu sneered, the laughter was soft and hollow, with a hint of irony that felt absurd, but it made people feel as if they were frozen in the heart for no reason.

"That is to say, it was your fault from the beginning to the end of this matter—and Jiujiang was innocent, but in the end he took the blame for you."

Zhen Shuangliu wasn't in a hurry anymore, his previously injured internal organs started clamoring in his body after hearing the bad news. They were hot and hot, as if they were going to rebel against his master, but Zhen Shuangliu felt that he was It was extremely calm.

He could even calm down and confirm the whole story to Han Qianling.

Han Qianling nodded in reply.

So Zhen Shuangliu laughed out loud, his shoulders shrugged exaggeratedly when he laughed, the laughter was as loud as it was false and dazed, only the killing intent was so real, it quietly emerged in the words.

"Then, because of your whereabouts, my apprentice is missing...and you still have the face to live on in the world, and you can shamelessly tell me this news in person?!"

Before Zhen Shuangliu's words fell, the spirit snake in his arms popped out like lightning, and Han Qianling was blown away by just a single encounter, and hit the red-painted pillars in the hall like a kite with a broken string.

This strike was so ruthless and fast that the entire hall even shook slightly.A line of blood overflowed from the corner of Han Qianling's lips, and before he could raise his hand to wipe it away, Zhen Shuangliu's second blow had already been delivered to him!

Feng Xue screamed out, but was held down by Bai Lian.The chief executive who has always been docile and obedient by Zhenshuangliu's side, nagging his mother-in-law, and constantly taking care of Luo Jiujiang's aftermath bowed his head. His golden cold snake eyes stared straight at Feng Xue. He opened his mouth and spit out It is also a long and thin forked tongue.

"Be quiet, little girl of the alien species." Bai Lian warned: "After hearing the news, all the beings in this palace want to swallow the flesh of that alien species alive."

Feng Xue suddenly raised her head, and then her pupils shrank into two thin ones: She suddenly realized that in this majestic and magnificent hall, no matter whether it was between the beams under the eaves, the corners of the palace, or the mouths of vases, they were all looking together at this moment. Out of thousands of beautiful snake heads!

The heads of each snake rushed towards the direction of Hanqianling, their cold and inorganic eyes reflected the scene of pillow frost flowing towards Hanqianling to vent, and with each breath, Hanqianling had been subjected to the Mahayana monks one after another. More than ten heavy blows.

He just stood there silently, never fighting back.

Once in the Snow Garden of Seven Islands, he used a cotton-like attitude to remove all the edge of Zhenshuangliu silently, without letting himself suffer at all.In the next few times, although he didn't openly contradict Zhen Shuangliu, he did a lot of secret affairs with Luo Jiujiang under the other's nose.

Even when Zhen Shuangliu sent Black Snake to Suzaku Realm to ask him where Luo Jiujiang was, he replied angrily, "In my heart" with restrained arrogance.

However, at this moment, Han Qianling was like a dumb sandbag, showing no signs of past pride.

Just when Zhen Shuangliu slapped Tianling with his palm, Han Qianling raised his hand to hold Zhen Shuangliu's arm, becoming the first defense in this one-sided beating.

"No." He said indifferently: "You are his master and elder, and everything else is up to you. But this life was bought by Jiujiang with his own life, and I cannot let you take it away."

"..."

Zhen Shuangliu was silent, and a moment later, he kicked Han Qianling's abdomen heavily in an angry volley, throwing him nearly a hundred feet away.

"Are you threatening me?" Zhen Shuang asked coldly.

Han Qianling just turned his head indifferently.

Seeing that a murder was about to happen in the hall, a black shadow suddenly appeared between the two of them.

This shadow has no five sense organs or seven orifices, only a dark shape, but its aura is a coldness that is hard to find anywhere in the world.As soon as it landed in the hall, it immediately raised its head in the direction of the pillow stream, tapped its fingers, and waved a name in the wind.

"...Frost Flow?"