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

Chapter 195
Broad beans once cracked a small gap after repeated attacks by several kings of the underworld. It seemed that it would not refuse energy. When it accidentally fell into the magic palace before, she felt that broad beans favored magic energy. At that time, she didn't worry about it. Lu Qiyun slowly frowned on this little yellow flower that had absorbed a lot of the power of the sky thunder.

The broad beans were left by Yue Zhen, but Lu Qiyun never figured out what to use them for. Yue Zhen was not a kind person, and there was still a magic curse cast by him in his sea of ​​consciousness.

So, maybe this broad bean is another parasitic resurrection unique to Moxiu?

Lu Qiyun is almost certain that the Lord Mozun is one of the Twelve Demon Generals in the ancient Dao Demon War. He was once under Ji Rao's command. He may have escaped with a secret method and was resurrected ten thousand years later.

Thinking of this, Lu Qiyun's heart skipped a beat. With Yue Zhen's obsession and madness towards Ji Rao, is the legendary Lord Demon Lord really dead?
When Lu Qiyun looked at this little flower again, cold sweat broke out on Lu Qiyun's back. The broad beans absorbed the power of the thunder, and the small seedlings took root in her veins. She tentatively used her spiritual sense to completely peel off the rhizomes, and then stuffed the beans and flowers into the space. Only then could he breathe a sigh of relief.

The rays of light from the Wanli Dome dissipated, the sky was blue and clear, and several auras gathered towards her from all directions.

Lu Qiyun's spiritual consciousness spread out, and every move of the entire Dead Sea fell into the sea of ​​consciousness. She stood up calmly, patted the non-existing dust on her clothes, her clothes fluttered, and her appearance was dusty.

"She succeeded? This, this is impossible..."

Lu Qiyun succeeded in crossing the catastrophe, the face of the ancestor of the Bai family was ashen, and his already seriously injured body staggered like an old man.

Turning a pair of cold eyes with no warmth, Lu Qiyun said lightly: "The catastrophe is over, and it's time to settle the accounts between us."

When locked by that gaze, a fear of death that he hadn't tasted for a long time flooded his body, and the ancestor turned his head and ran away regardless of his face.

A beam of star power shot from behind, the ancestor's figure paused, as if a mountain was pressed down on his shoulders, his expression was unbelievably horrified, it was also in the stage of transformation, how could her coercion be so terrifying?
At the moment when he was caught and unable to move, the power of the stars penetrated his head, the ancestor's skin quickly wrinkled and shrank, and a group of primordial spirits plundered from the center of his eyebrows and ran for his life.

Lu Qiyun had been prepared for a long time, and the flower wall was raised from the ground to form an airtight flower cage. The soul trapped inside kept colliding like crazy, but the seemingly delicate crape myrtle was unbreakable, and the soul couldn't break it a little bit. Swallowed by flower petals, consciousness is on the verge of collapse.

With the palm closed, the flower cage shrinks to the size of a fist, and the last light of the ancestor's soul is also extinguished.

In an instant, he took the life of a Huashen.

Lu Qiyun took off the golden soft armor from the ancestor's corpse, and then unceremoniously tore away his storage bag.

While she was doing this, several other deities quickly gathered around, and everyone looked at the body of the ancestor of the Bai family with complicated expressions, their eyes were searching and defensive.

Take the ancestors of the Bai family and give them a blow?

Fairy Furong's eyes flickered. Although she is also a god of transformation, the aura around Lu Qiyun is unfathomable. They all know the strength of the ancestors of the Bai family. Even if they were seriously injured before, it would be impossible for any of them. Such a quick and neat result ended him.

The pattern of the Canglan Continent may change in the future.

"Hahaha!"

A loud laugh broke the weird silence. A middle-aged man with a big knife on his back and rough eyebrows looked at Lu Qiyun with admiration in his eyes: "Congratulations, little friend Lu, for successfully crossing the tribulation."

The visitor showed kindness without hesitation, so Lu Qiyun naturally would not treat him coldly. After smiling slightly and seeing Meng Xian winking beside the man, he guessed that the middle-aged monk was Qian Youzong Yang Ya.

Modestly said: "Thank you, Senior Yang, it's really a fluke that I escaped death this time."

Seeing that she was neither arrogant nor impatient, neither humble nor overbearing, Yang Ya nodded secretly.

He has never been in contact with Lu Qiyun, but he has heard a lot of rumors. When he actually met someone, he felt that she was not as murderous as the rumors.

The Huaxian Sect and the Bai Family who had enemies with her were almost wiped out by her. If she could stop there, Qian Youzong could consider inviting her to be an elder guest.

While Yang Ya was pondering, several other Huashen quietly surrounded him, whether it was intentional or unintentional, each occupying a position, forming an encircling circle.

Lu Qiyun raised her eyebrows and swept around coldly.

Before she could speak, an extremely arrogant voice said one step ahead of her: "What do you want to do? Bully the few with more? Huh?"

Murong Xun always said something, she finished her sentence, noticed the slightly stiff faces of several people, and snorted secretly, "If not, please let me go, I am in a hurry to catch up with my friends!"

Lu Qiyun knew that Murong Xun was covering her.

However, even if they went together, Lu Qiyun didn't feel that she had no chance of winning at all, her cultivation base was suppressed by her at the late stage of transformation, and she was only one step away from crossing the catastrophe.

It can be said that she is now No.1 in the Canglan Continent.

"Young Master Murong, don't we want to invite Lu Xiaoyou to join the Holy Dao League? Nangong Shou is dead, and there is a vacant seat. We are all in the meeting hall, so we can discuss and decide on this matter."

Fairy Furong bent her lips and smiled, exchanged glances with everyone, looked at Lu Qiyun and said, "Little friend Lu, we, the Saint Dao League, had some misunderstandings with you before, and now that the misunderstandings have been resolved, why don't we go down the next step and shake hands to make peace? "

Just now, the two kings of the underworld scolded Tiandao for her, and they all saw it. When the Lu family's arrest warrant was issued, who would have thought that today would happen?In less than 200 years, she has grown to an admirable level.

This woman has destroyed two sects successively, which shows that she has a ruthless heart. If she wants to make the Saint Dao League an enemy, then they will have to kill her here even if they are desperate!
A trace of cruelty flashed in Fairy Furong's smiling eyes.

Beside her, Zhong Zhi's muscles were tense on the back of one foot, as if as long as Lu Qiyun's answer didn't meet their expectations, a big battle would break out.

Yang Ya frowned, still hesitating.

Mozun folded his arms, stayed out of the matter, and looked around playfully.

"Little friend Lu, to show our sincerity, we also bring you a big gift."

Fairy Furong beckoned, and drove over with a flying magic weapon alone. The cultivator driving the magic weapon was Huang Yue, a demon cultivator whom Lu Qiyun had seen. After Nangongshou fell in the Dead Sea, the life of the demon cultivator was very difficult, and he had to completely attach himself to the Holy Spirit. Dao League.

When the magic weapon landed, Huang Yue first saluted a few people, and then turned his head to signal the people in the flying magic weapon to come down.

There were faint ripples in Lu Qiyun's eyes, and her spiritual sense had already seen the two people inside.

"Yun'er!"

Chu Fei stumbled down the steps, her gaze wandered around the crowd and then landed on Lu Qiyun, she was so excited that tears flowed from her eyes.

Chu Fei looked much older, like a middle-aged woman in her 40s.

Her cultivation base is still golden elixir. Calculated, her lifespan is approaching, and her face is not aging, which shows that the Holy Dao League has put some thought into this gift. It should be that she gave Chu Fei the Shouyuan elixir.

"Mother thought I would never see you again, Yun'er, it's great to see you still alive, even if mother dies, she can rest in peace."

Chu Fei was still talking, while Lu Qiyun remained silent, turning her gaze to Lu Tan with disheveled hair.

Compared with Chu Fei, Lu Tan has changed a lot. He is from the Lu family, so one can imagine what happened to him all these years.

His face was full of stubble, his eyes were bloodshot, his head was habitually bowed, his figure was thin, and scars could still be seen on his exposed wrists.

The formerly high-spirited boy was destroyed into a walking corpse with a rotten mind and a full set of holes.

Her heart was sore and astringent, Lu Qiyun held her fingertips, feeling a lot of melancholy and helplessness.

"Yun'er! Say something!"

Chu Fei said a lot, seeing that Lu Qiyun remained unmoved, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, "Are you still blaming your mother? How can you blame your mother? Tan'er, you know how Tan'er—"

"mother!"

Lu Tan raised his head suddenly, shouted loudly, clenched his hands tightly to suppress the trembling of his body, "Enough! Stop talking!"

The scene of this family meeting seems to be different from what you expected?Huang Yue scratched her head, looking at the darkened faces of the Huashen, wouldn't it be messed up?

Their eyes met in mid-air, Lu Tan avoided Lu Qiyun's gaze in a panic and embarrassment, and licked his dry and hard lower lip.

Sister, you've turned into a god.

There was a wave of enthusiasm in the slightly drooping eyes, and Lu Tan's chest felt uncomfortable. He wanted to die countless times, but he couldn't seek death because of Chu Fei. His mother protected her with his life, and his father died on the spot. He is useless as a prisoner, not even a relative can protect him.

He has always thought that he is extremely talented, his mother's preference, and the inclination of resources should be appropriate. He is the future patriarch, as long as he is strong, why can't he worry about protecting his clansmen.

It turned out that everything was just self-deception and self-righteousness.

He enjoys everything as a matter of course, and thinks that his sisters care too much and deliberately target him, but in the end——

He is useless.

Now it was only sent to Lu Qiyun as a big gift.

How ridiculous.

Chu Fei can get used to saying those unbearable and humiliating things, but he can't, it's the darkness that he wants to bury forever.

"Tan'er..."

Chu Fei didn't dare to speak, and shed tears in grievance.

"The Holy Daoist League has a heart."

After a long time, Lu Qiyun's vermilion lips parted slightly, her expression calm: "I will consider Fairy Furong's proposal, but..."

She paused, "There are no people in the council hall, can your decisions be counted?"

Fairy Furong was slightly stunned, "Are you talking about Fang Yan? Our meeting hall has a voting system, and more than half of the votes can be passed. Even if Fang Yan is not present, the decision can still be counted."

"Ah."

Lu Qiyun nodded to express her understanding, "I have accepted the gift. I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Holy Daoist League. It is fine to join the council, but I have some personal matters to settle before that."

The chilling atmosphere instantly relaxed, and it would be best to convince her.

Everyone took it for granted that what Lu Qiyun said was about settling Chu Fei and Lu Tan. If they knew about the disaster in Qingxu Valley, they would be annoyed that they were too early to relax.

Lu Qiyun is an evil star.

After the deity transformations of the Holy Dao League stepped aside, a few acquaintances approached, Lu Qiyun looked over one by one, Sheng Ran, Wei Yu, Feifei, and Rong Rong who just woke up and wept with joy.

Then he looked at the two demon cultivators a little further away, the lazy Murong Xun on the dragon boat.

For no reason, there was some reluctance.

Lu Qiyun stretched out her hand towards Moxiu and called out, "Flying star, become light."

Lu Feixing's body was visibly stiff. He was seriously injured, and his body weight was on Cheng Guang's body. He should have left long ago, but how dare he leave if he didn't see her survive the thunder disaster with his own eyes?

Lu Chengguang pursed his lips. Since ancient times, Taoism and demons are not compatible. The moment they fell into the demonic way, they made up their minds to abandon their previous identities.

I want to admit it, but I dare not admit it.

At that time, they were chased and killed by Huaxianmen all the way, Lu Feixing was seriously injured and was on the verge of death.

At first, he just wanted to find a safe place to hide and recuperate from his wounds, but Lu Feixing was haunted by demons and lost all reason. He had no choice but to let him practice the skills of demon cultivation first to suppress the violent demons.

"You, you made a mistake."

Throat rolling, spit out a few words, Lu Feixing pulled Lu Chengguang, whispered: "It's time to go."

Lu Chengguang understood his feelings very well. Lu Feixing was once so proud and arrogant, so he was naturally unwilling to stand in front of Lu Qiyun with such a posture.

"I will wait for you in the upper realm."

Behind them, Lu Qiyun's voice passed through their hearts, as if lighting a lamp for their confused road ahead.

"Whether cultivating demons or cultivating Taoism, as long as you recognize your own Dao heart, you can achieve positive results, but remember the cycle of cause and effect, the reincarnation of heaven, and never go against your original heart."

The demon cultivator can still overcome the catastrophe and ascend, not to mention, good and evil are not two sides of black and white. It is said that the demon cultivator kills indiscriminately, but does the Taoist cultivator have no lives in his hands?

It's all about the law of the jungle, and the strong are respected.

Sensing Lord Mozun's thoughtful gaze, Lu Qiyun turned her eyes and smiled, and said with divine sense: "Is that right? Boa general?"

Among the twelve demon generals under Ji Rao's command, the only one who can call him "Python General" is Ji Rao, who was more than ten thousand years ago.

Seeing Mozun's suspicious eyes for a moment as he wished, Lu Qiyun pursed her lips in satisfaction, and continued: "My two younger brothers are staying in the Demon Palace, please take care of Mozun."

The Mozun looked at her with probing eyes, and the seemingly familiar aura on her body made his scalp tingle, and he gritted his teeth after a while and said, "That's natural."

"Sister Yun."

Rongrong leaned in front of Lu Qiyun, "Are you about to ascend?"

It would be brash to say Feisheng if someone else is a genius, but if this person is Lu Qiyun, everything seems logical.

Rongrong felt that her sadness was not only due to the loss of the thigh she was hugging, but also she couldn't tell, she was so bored.

Lu Qiyun rubbed her head, and gave her the soft armor she got from the ancestor, "This is for you."

"Huh? But..."

"I can't use it."

Hearing what she said, Rongrong was not hypocritical, and happily accepted it.

The old ancestor was rich, so Lu Qiyun gave Shengran the heavy hammer, and then they divided up the old ancestor's storage bag, but they didn't get the treasures in the palace.

There is also an unknown fruit tree, which Lu Qiyun planted in the space.

Lu Qiyun said: "I'll go back to Xuanzong."

Sheng Ran glanced at her, hesitated to speak, then smiled and said: "Well, I'm going back to Sheng's house, take care."

This farewell, I don't know when I will see you again.

(End of this chapter)