After the abolition of the cold palace, I just want to cultivate immortals

Chapter 175

Wei Yu has a deep understanding of the feeling of being homeless. The corners of his lips were tense. When he saw Rongrong's lonely expression, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes. What he said just now was too serious.

"Don't think so much, you will follow me when the time comes."

Lu Qiyun rubbed her head and coaxed: "The world is so big, how can there be no shelter?"

Under the moonlight, she could vaguely see a hint of warmth on her usually cold face, and Rong Rong's nose was sour for no reason, "Mmm."

"Hand in the task first."

After staying in the underworld for decades, it's time to go back.

When the three of them returned to Fengdu, Lu Qiyun planned to bid farewell to King Qin Guang and then leave. They were able to live so well in the underworld, thanks to King Qin Guang. Immortal cultivators place great emphasis on karma, so even though the farewell would expose their identities, Lu Qiyun still decided to do so. Do.

Friends should treat each other with sincerity.

Stepping into the main hall of the city, King Qin Guang and several craftsmen were tinkering with an insect-shaped magic weapon. After a moment of surprise, Lu Qiyun suddenly realized that this was preparing for the next treasure appreciation meeting, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, you came just in time, come and find out more about this armor, can you win?"

armor...

Who wants to wear a worm shell?
Is this inspiration from that turtle shell armor?
Resisting the urge to complain, Lu Qiyun said, "The three of us came here to bid farewell."

"Farewell?"

Looking away from the worm-shaped magic weapon, King Qin Guang frowned displeasedly, pinched his hands and said: "Which old guy wants to jump in the queue?! It's my turn to send the task this time! What did you just say... Farewell?!"

After being surprised, King Qin Guang sighed heavily, and sat down on the steps, "Hey, yes, your fire has recovered, right?"

Hearing these words, Lu Qiyun's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that King Qin Guang had already seen their origins?
"Hmph! The old man is not stupid!"

Seeing her expression, King Qin Guang curled his lips, "Your fire can cover the breath of strangers, am I right?"

"The only thing that can open the entrance to the underworld is the legendary Netherfire in ancient times. You girl is lucky."

"When did you see it?"

Lu Qiyun still had the expression of Gujing Wubo, and was actually quite shocked in her heart. Not only was her identity discovered, but even the Netherfire was seen through. She lived so well in the underworld that her vigilance was lowered.

Since King Qin Guang confessed to them, he should have no ill intentions towards them, but what about the other kings?
Netherfire is the flame of ancient legends, so they won't be tempted?

As if seeing what she was thinking, King Qin Guang snorted angrily: "I can see that those old guys must also know it well. We have lived for such a long time, and we still need old faces. If you dare to snatch something from the junior, you will be drowned by our saliva!"

Looking at King Qin Guang's angry eyes, Lu Qiyun was inexplicably embarrassed, but it was her villainous heart, her heart was sour, and she really felt reluctant to part with it.

His eyes widened, and it was rare to see Lu Qiyun at a loss. In the past, she was either confident and aloof, or cunning and devious to ask for ghost beads. King Qin Guang covered his lips with his fist and said uncomfortably: "Your concerns are beyond reason. After all, not everyone is as gentle as I am."

As he spoke, he sighed again: "Hey, even if you don't come to say goodbye, I should urge you to leave in a few years. The underworld is not a place where living people live for a long time. Even if there is ghost fire, the ghost air that has been contaminated for many years is overwhelmed by anger. , you can’t go back even if the entrance is opened.”

Lu Qiyun was shocked.

Speaking of this, King Qin Guang squeezed out a crease between his brows, waved his hand and said, "Come on, the gate of the underworld is open for you at any time, be careful of your life, but there is nothing wrong with being a ghost cultivator!"

After saying this, King Qin Guang sent them away.

The three of them bowed deeply towards the City Lord's Mansion and left Fengdu.

Then, looking for an inaccessible place, Lu Qiyun summoned the ghost fire, completely absorbed the ghost fire, and the outer flame turned into pure black, wrapped in a white life force the size of a grain of rice in the flame heart.

A ray of flame flew away from Lu Qiyun's fingertips, tearing a space crack in the dark gray sky.

Sand and rocks were flying around, and the ghostly air swirled into turbulence. It was not until the three of them left that the chaotic ghostly air slowly calmed down.

Not far away, the kings who had been watching silently for a long time raised their heads, and King Bian Cheng yelled, "If you have no conscience, just leave like this."

King Qin Guang made a disgusted expression, "It sounds like I know you very well."

"I'm not familiar with my ghost king? Are you familiar?"

"Oh, calm down, everyone is gone."

King Pingcheng came out to smooth things over, and King Chujiang chuckled, "One day I will come back."

Even if the life of a cultivator is comparable to the long river of time, there will be a day when ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust. After crossing the road to Huangquan, one has to go to the underworld.

I just hope she is smarter and doesn't end up in such a disastrous ending.

Thinking about the ferocity and efficiency of Lu Qiyun and the other three in developing the Little Hell, the kings felt that they were too worried. People like her would have to take a detour when they saw her.

The scene of the underworld was quickly isolated behind the crack in the space, and they returned to the continent full of aura. The three of them took a deep breath at the same time. everyone.

"Clap!"

The transparent spirit ball fell into the blood pool.

Intense blood rushes towards the face, a coldness different from the underworld squeezes the spiritual power cover in all directions, the protruding consciousness is plunged into the thick blood, and the consciousness keeps rising up, touching the blood pool and laying down. prohibition.

"Are we really back?"

How could this place be bloodier and colder than the Underworld?

The space opened by Netherfire is random. They have been away from the Canglan Continent for decades, and Lu Qiyun will not be able to confirm this place for a while. Let the spirit ball sink to the bottom of the pool. There are restrictions outside, but it will open the crack by accident. The spiritual power fluctuations in the body are isolated, and there is no warning.

"Are you really going to give a gift?"

A voice came from outside the restriction, and Lu Qiyun leaned over with his spiritual sense, and saw two Jindan cultivators walking together, "Then, the Demon Lord has already accepted the invitation from Huaxianmen, after all, Huaxianmen is owned by the Holy Dao League." If you have a seat, you still have to give face."

Another voice was obviously disdainful, "Cut, it's just a baby-making ceremony, the demon king is really enough to give Huaxianmen face!"

Huaxian Gate?
The baby ceremony?

Lu Qiyun's heart skipped a beat, the two talking were obviously demon cultivators, they must have fallen into the Demon Palace!
The two demon cultivators walked across the area of ​​the blood pool, bumped into a person in a long robe in front, and saluted humbly: "Shadow General!"

Perhaps it was due to the restriction of the blood pool, the spiritual sense could not see the situation there, and could only vaguely hear the sound.

"Is the ceremony ready?"

Sha Jiang's voice sounded hoarse, and the two demon cultivators hurriedly said: "Everything is ready, Huaxian Sect has such a big face, Sha Jiang will go in person?"

"Hmph, the gift from Huaxian Sect, of course I have to personally deliver it."

The low voice was tinged with bloodlust, the man turned his back and looked in the direction of the blood pool, "Did there be any movement in the blood pool just now?"

(End of this chapter)