The Dangerous Cultivator

Yuan Jingyan can only maintain the situation temporarily. He has no outstanding force or Yuan Jingxu's ruthlessness. He could not hold back the situation. However, with the immortality of Xiansheng, he got the favor and no one dares. Rebellion, Wang Song of the Great Song just stabilized.

This is also the fundamental purpose of Xu Yi's last words. He and Yuan Qinghua's love relationship is over, but these creatures in the Song Dynasty are so innocent.

After taking power, Yuan Jingyan must not fail to pay attention to the whereabouts of Xiansheng. Guang'an is the hometown of Xiansheng and naturally takes care of it.

When Jia Junpeng encountered an immortal, he spread wildly. Wang Ting received the news and immediately sent someone to verify. What Jia Junpeng saw was Xu Yi's true content, and it was natural to get it right.

Jia Junpeng's good fortune will not work.

However, for some reason, the whereabouts of Xiansheng stopped here, and no one explored it.

Jia Junpeng's opportunity and excitement, Xu Yi did not participate. After returning to the relationship, he drove the small boat and continued to go up the current. When he passed the rabbit's head mountain, he suddenly remembered King Barra, the stubborn and pure pink rabbit. .

The thoughts were up, and could not be cut off. At the moment, he moved his fingers, deduced the position, set up the cloud head, and went straight to the southeast, but half of the column incense has reached the dragon head peak.

In the past, the Seven Schools argued and chose here, but in the killing of the Qisha Soul Soul Stele, they opened the Soul Soul card with countless blood of souls, the Nether Temple came out, Xu Yi entered it, and in the inner hunter's valley See the pink rabbit.

When the Nether Temple was opened at that time, Long Shoufeng was surrounded by numerous mountains. Now when he comes, the collapsed site is still there, but there is no trace of the Nether Temple.

But Xu Yi knew that the Nether Temple could not be moved, but it was hidden in another way.

He urged the starry sky to breathe, and soon found the gap. Holding the boundary card in his hand, his body flashed in.

Entering the Nether Temple, the incomprehensible prohibitions that he saw at the time were nothing but a little trick in his eyes. He quickly broke through the fingers, and quickly entered the hunter's stock and found the grave of the pink rabbit.

The Void Temple was devoid of human traces and souls. Xu Yi calmly repaired the pink rabbit's grave, picked some bright red, set it aside, and said nothing, sat in front of the grave for a whole day and night, and then stood up towards the He bowed in the direction of the tomb, saying goodbye to his strangest friend.

After leaving the Nether Temple, Xu Yi returned to Nielongjiang. The small boat was banned by him and still stopped in place. Xu Yi stepped on the boat and continued to go up against the current, but after half a day, he saw a jade like jade. Column-like peaks.

Xu Yi knew that the Huiyin Mountain had arrived.

The Pentium of the Nin Dragon River originated from the top of Huiyin Mountain, flowing endlessly through Xujia Village.

Xu Yi is back.

He returned to the ultimate destination of his trip, Xujia Village at the foot of the Huiyin Mountain.

The Xujia Village is hidden in the deep mountains. Even his immortal Saint Yuwei can only go to Guang'an Prefecture, Furong Town.

This village in the mountains has hardly changed after decades.

Xu Yi even found the ruins of the former thatched house that he had lived in before. The weeds were overgrown, and the rhubarb's grave behind the house was covered with weeds.

His hometown is dilapidated, but Xu Yi feels more cordial. He happily cooks the ruins of the old wooden house, and tweaks the rhubarb's grave.

It took him two days to build a hut on the spot, with the spring water in the front and the vegetable garden behind it.

There was quite a lot of movement on his side, and the old village chief of Xujia Village was attracted by his old age. When he met, the village chief was excited and asked if his ancestor had a name called "Xu Yi".

Xu Yi immediately recognized the old village chief. He walked around the village more than 60 years ago, relying on storytelling and some chewing and wrapping. One of the young people in the village often followed, the old village chief in front of him.

For more than sixty years, he flew by, leaving few traces on his face in the years, but his former partner had gray hair and was about to die.

He said, "Exactly, my ancestor is the surname of Xu Tabi, saying that he was ordered by the ancestor to return to rectify the old house and sacrifice the ancestral tomb."

The old village chief repeatedly said "too much like it", and asked him about his ancestor Xu Yi, and he said something in the past, and ordered him to live in a stable way. Xu Jiacun will always be the Xu family.

Xu Yi bid farewell to the old village chief, but at half an hour, villagers successively sent supplies, no matter how much, finally helped Xu Yi barely set up the home.

After returning to Xujia Village, Xu Yi's mood was completely peaceful, but Dao Xin's mind collapsed a little bit. The clear sky, in his eyes, was blurred and chaotic day by day.

Xu Yi was not in a hurry. He settled down in Xujia Village and wandered in the nearby villages day by day, or listened to the short of parents, or surrounded the children in the village, and listened to him tell a few stories.

Over time, fame has spread, but more and more people have come to listen to his stories, and his fame has grown.

Every week in the village, there is a red and white happy event. If you do not invite Mr. Xu who can tell stories, the host family will be decent.

Spring crops and autumn harvests, felling, hunting, fishing, a few lines of poems, sleeping a few rain, he began to care about food and vegetables, began to pay attention to seasonal, solar terms, weather.

He became more and more like a pure mountain citizen, just dreaming, and he never thought that there would be such a leisurely day.

But the leisure on the face, after all, could not conceal his anxiety. He had no sense of Providence, which was extremely cruel to a strong corpse-level powerhouse.

From the moment he could not understand the Providence, his golden corpse began to decay, and once his golden corpse completely disappeared, he would be completely fallen into the world.

Although Xu Yi's heart was anxious, his actions were slow, and he believed that the truth he was pursuing was justified, and he hid in the dust.

He continued his life as a mountain dweller. As time passed, his golden corpse had faded to a faint afterimage.

Rao was so tenacious in Xu Yi's mind that he couldn't help but start despair.

He knew that it was his messy Taoism that blinded God's will, and it was the causal cause and effect that made him confused.

He entered the mountains, both to avoid the world and to join the world. He wanted to use this method to test the principle of cause and effect. As expected, the discussion of cause and effect is the ultimate mystery of heaven.

But this endless change makes people unable to catch the slightest clue.

"No, I do n’t understand anymore, I love the land, it's a big deal, you collect this golden corpse, I will find a way again."

Frustrated, Xu Yi pointed at God, and then scolded him again.

Anyway, he ca n’t count the hardships he has gone through. He has to see if the gold corpse is gone.

He really didn't believe in this evil.

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