Shrouding the Sky: The Empress Against the Immortals

Even though Ling Song is young, he has experienced so many things, and he has some understanding of the dangers of the world.

When they met by chance, she didn't believe that Jiang Zuiyun would be so kind, that if he had the opportunity to get the dragon marrow, he would not enjoy it alone, but instead would drag her along.

"Forget it, I'm under 11 years old, and I haven't lived enough, so I won't join in the fun." She quickly finished the snacks in front of her, got up and prepared to leave.As for the cup of Dragon Beard Emerald Tea that Jiang Zuiyun gave her, it was placed on the table intact.

Seeing that she was so guarded, Jiang Zuiyun curled his vermilion lips into a chuckle, and said, "It's fate to meet each other. Why does my little sister reject people thousands of miles away like this? I'm not a bad person."

"My brother said that the bad guys outside will say that they are not bad guys." Ling Song stood at the stairs, turning his head and smiling at Jiang Zuiyun.

Jiang Zuiyun's expression froze for a moment.

After a while, she waved her hand to take away the tea on the table, and at the same time dropped a piece of "yuan" to settle the bill, got up and chased Ling Song downstairs.

Ling Song, who was already planning to step out of the gate of the teahouse, saw that she was chasing her out, so he quickly took back his steps.

When guests walk out of the teahouse, everything has nothing to do with the teahouse.

Staying here, at least Jiang Zuiyun has to be wary of the influence of Guizhen Tea House, so he shouldn't dare to directly attack her.

Ling Song's face was tense, and he turned around and retreated towards the other side of the teahouse lobby, staring at Jiang Zuiyun very vigilantly: "Sister Jiang, I told you, I don't want to go."

"Don't be nervous, I really want to ask you for help, not to harm you." Jiang Zuiyun felt very helpless.

"I only have the cultivation of the other side realm, so I really can't help you. Sister Jiang, don't lie to me. If you do this again, I will call someone." Ling Song was also helpless, and would not have come to this teahouse if he had known. Check out the news.

Now the news has not been heard, but people are watching.

"Kung fu for a cup of tea." Jiang Zuiyun held up a finger and discussed with Ling Song.

"Give me time for a cup of tea, and I'll explain the reason to you. If you refuse, then I have no choice but to wait for you at the door."

The implication is that Ling Song has to go if he goes, or he has to go if he doesn't go.

Ling Song's beautiful eyes widened, is this called "discussion"?
What is the difference between this and kidnapping!
She was only blamed for not being strong enough, she was dejected, very discouraged, and walked up the stairs without saying a word.

Jiang Zuiyun smiled when he saw her being so upbeat.

The two came to a private room on the third floor. After entering the door, Jiang Zuiyun raised his hand and cast a light curtain, sealing the entire room to prevent outsiders from peeping.

Ling Song had resigned himself to his fate, and regarded himself as a "turtle in a urn", broke the jar and said, "It's fine if you want me to work hard for you, first you can choose a nice dress for me, and then... take me to have a good meal .

I have never worn any beautiful clothes in my life, nor have I eaten any delicacies from mountains and seas. Before I die, I must experience it once. "

"Yes, Liuxian skirt, Feiyu skirt... as long as you like it, let alone one set, ten sets are fine. Deer antler and bear paw, dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, I can treat you to eat, but with these things, At that time, I will get the precious marrow, but I won’t have your share.”

Jiang Zuiyun graciously agreed, but Ling Song couldn't help but waver in the last half of his sentence.

"You... Seriously?" She looked suspicious.

Not only would he not kill her, but if he got the marrow, could he share her share?
There are such kind people?
"Yellow-haired girl, don't use your suspicious gaze to violate this girl's noble personality." Jiang Zuiyun couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and tapped Ling Song on the forehead.

Where did such a deep sense of security come from, a bratty brat?
It's not the elixir of death, as if everyone wants to take a bite of her.

"Then why do you insist on asking me for help? I don't think a little monk like me can help you." Ling Song covered his forehead and glared at him angrily.

In fact, she could tell that Jiang Zuiyun didn't look like a bad person, but it was necessary to be on guard against others, and it was always right to have more foresight.

"Because you have the sacred power of the sun."

Jiang Zuiyun's red and phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled faintly, as if he had seen Ling Song from top to bottom.

"How do you know?" Ling Song was startled, and immediately tensed up.

The Holy Power of Taiyin is her biggest trump card.

This kind of the most original force between heaven and earth is so powerful that if it is caught by surprise, it can easily cause serious damage to ordinary monks, thus gaining the chance to escape.

But if the other party is on guard, that's another story.

It is obviously impossible to make up the gap in hard power with only a trace of the holy power of the origin of heaven and earth.

"It's useless for you to be nervous. I knew it from the first time I saw you. Do you know why I was chosen by Master as a closed disciple? Because of my eyes."

Jiang Zuiyun pointed to her own pair of red phoenix eyes that were full of heroism, and her confidence was soaring. "They are born fairy eyes, which can see through emptiness and look directly at the source. The most original sacred power in the world, such as the holy power of the sun, cannot escape my eyes."

It turned out to be like this...

Ling Song suddenly realized.

She just said that since she entered the restaurant, she has never shown a trace of power related to her cultivation, let alone leaked the holy power of Taiyin.

Unless it is an old master who is transcendent and holy, even if he can see through her cultivation base, it is impossible to see what kind of power and scriptures she is cultivating.

"What does it have to do with your obtaining the dragon marrow, since I am cultivating the holy power of the Taiyin?" Ling Song relaxed his guard a little, and asked with a small frown.

"The holy power of the sun, the original energy from the yin to the cold between the heaven and the earth, the more spiritual the sacred treasure land is, the more accepting and tolerant it is of this original holy power. The ancestral root of the dragon vein at the bottom of Dayu Ridge can give birth to the Flying God It is impossible for there to be only one such evil creature as Yasha.

The treasure marrow is something they regard as something in their pockets. Others who enter the earth veins to fight for it will inevitably be blocked.

But you are different.

With the holy power of the lunar yin, you can completely deceive their perception and sneak into the dragon pool where the dragon marrow is born to steal the dragon marrow. "

"Even if their spiritual senses can't perceive me, don't they still have eyes?" Ling Song was puzzled.

"Don't forget that they were born from the ground, and they were born without eyes... It's not like they don't, anyway, just treat them like bats." Jiang Zuiyun briefly described them.

"I haven't seen a bat either." Ling Song muttered.

"In short, they can only perceive the enemy with their spiritual sense, and cannot see with their eyes."

"It's impossible to steal the dragon marrow as easily as you said. If you can think of it, other people must also think of it." Ling Song still thinks it's unreliable, it's no different from sending her to die.

"Cultivation is all about sailing against the current. How can you get immortality by sitting? If you don't work hard and don't bleed, if you can become immortal by sitting in the mountains all day, there won't be so many kindness and resentment in the rivers and lakes. "

Jiang Zuiyun raised his willow eyebrows, stared at Ling Song and said, "Anyway, I've already told you the reason. If you promise, if you get the dragon marrow, we'll split evenly. I will never take advantage of you with my cultivation.

do not agree...

If you don't agree, you have to go, you don't want dragon marrow, I want it. "

"@#￥%&..." Ling Song cursed in his heart.

It's really unreasonable for the weak to eat the strong!

She had no choice but to agree.

Seeing her acquiescing, Jiang Zuiyun nodded slightly, and said in relief: "Don't worry, if you really find the dragon vein, the battle will definitely be chaotic, and I will keep an eye on your situation.

If there is nothing to be done, you can withdraw, I will not blame you, and I will try my best to ensure your safety. "

……

Dayuling.

The place lives up to its name, like a barn sitting on the horizon.

The size of each mountain is different, but the overall image is similar to the shape of a cylindrical and conical granary, stretching into a piece, almost invisible at a glance.

Dayuling is the general name of this mountain range.

In fact, if you look at it from the ground, every mountain here is actually not too small.

The smallest one also occupies an area of ​​about ten miles in radius, and has a height of nearly a hundred feet.

Because of the flying god Yasha, many monks have appeared here these days, looking for the Dragon Vein Crypt everywhere.

Obviously, it is for the best dragon marrow.

This kind of thing that is helpful to the improvement of cultivation base, even the top forces will not have too much.

"Gu..."

The night is getting darker.

The deep cry of the owl bird resounded in the mountains and mountains, naturally presenting a strange atmosphere, which made people feel hair-raising.

"Where are there so many graves in this desolate country? Could it be that there were people living near here before?" Jiang Zuiyun's willow-leaf eyebrows lightly frowned.

Although he was forced to come here, but from the contact with her these few days, and the information he learned from other monks, Ling Song basically confirmed that Jiang Zuiyun was not a treacherous and cunning person.

The two specially chose such a month-long night with few stars, and quietly went out of the city to Dayuling to investigate and step on the spot.

It's just that I didn't expect to pick a random mountain and choose a mass grave.

Because the ground was covered with a thick layer of dead branches and leaves, some of the tombs of the wild graves had already collapsed, so the two of them didn't realize it at first.

No matter how bold and bold a woman is, she is naturally resistant to places like mass graves.

"It seems to have been dug there." Ling Song saw a piece of soil that had been dug up.

The two walked over and took a look, and sure enough, it was a grave that had been torn open by someone.

The white skeletons inside were in a mess, apparently rummaged through.

"Could it be possible that treasures can be buried in this kind of grave in the wild?" Jiang Zuiyun couldn't understand why someone would take such pains to dig a mass grave.

boom! !

Suddenly, the sky was as bright as day, and there was a violent noise, and someone was fighting.

Ling Song and Jiang Zuiyun flew up almost subconsciously.

I saw two figures fighting in the northwest direction on the sky, their divine power was transpiring, like two blazing suns colliding with each other, the whole sky trembled, and the momentum was huge.

"The Nine-section Deer Head Staff... is Xu Yuchuan, the successor of Lutai Mountain! The other person has a secret treasure on his body, which cannot be seen through. He doesn't look weaker than Xu Yuchuan. He should also be the successor of a certain great religion." Jiang Zuiyun quickly recognized the person in the battle. one of the parties.

At the same time, she herself has bright eyes, with fighting spirit in her eyes, and she is eager to try.

"That's one of the strongest fighters of the younger generation?" Ling Song opened his eyes wide, staring carefully at the two sides fighting in the battlefield.

Lutai Mountain is a very special orthodox tradition in Zhongzhou.

It does not have many disciples, but each generation of successors is extraordinary.

If it is difficult to cultivate Taoism due to changes in the environment of the world, and it is really difficult to pick out excellent successors, they would rather close the mountain gate and hide from the world, rather than randomly select a disciple to fill in the number.

Xu Yuchuan, as a descendant of Lutai Mountain's generation, was able to rise to fame, but in fact, he had never really fought against many of his peers. Being a descendant of Lutai Mountain gave him a great blessing in reputation.

"Long silver-gray hair, wide-ranging moves and techniques, and such powerful combat power, could it be that the first prince of the Liyang Dynasty is here?" Jiang Zuiyun's eyes were bright, like two magic lamps staring at the battlefield.

"You can go if you want, I can go back to the city first." Ling Song said.

She knew that Jiang Zuiyun really wanted to go and join the battle. The title of Berserk Warrior was not given to this big sister for no reason.

Jiang Zuiyun turned his head and glanced at her, the fighting spirit on his body gradually disappeared.

"Forget it, if you intervene in the past, it's mostly one against two, and it's easy to suffer. Let's find an opportunity to fight them one-on-one in the future."

Hearing this, Ling Song understood that Jiang Zuiyun was fulfilling his promise to protect her.

She pursed her lips and asked curiously, "Why do you like fighting with people so much?"

"Because I want to be the strongest person. Dilu has many bones, and only by fighting all the way up can I prove that my way is the strongest!" Jiang Zuiyun responded, his calm tone full of arrogance.

Ling Song was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I just want to live."

Live to wait until my brother is reincarnated and returns.

If possible, by the way, seek revenge from Yuhua Shenchao.

If it wasn't for them, she could have happily spent her life with her elder brother in Baishan Village, instead of parting with each other like she is now, and even being forced to fight for dragon marrow.

Jiang Zuiyun smiled sweetly, and said: "If you want to live, then you should work harder to become stronger. In this world, only the strong can live freely. The weak may face extinction at any time."

"Is it like I am now?" Ling Song asked soulfully.

Jiang Zuiyun's smile froze, then he rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "I'm creating opportunities for you to become stronger and live better. You should thank me!"

"If you are willing to give me a chance to choose, I will thank you." Ling Song also rolled his eyes at her.

"Look, someone is here again."

Jiang Zuiyun knew that this matter was his fault, so he stopped arguing with Ling Song, and turned his head to look to the east, and there were several figures approaching in the distant sky, accompanied by the quiet flute sound, ethereal and melodious.

They are seven elegant and pretty girls, each of whom is peerless and immortal.

Especially the woman in the middle with the lotus flowers on the center of her eyebrows.

Dressed in white, graceful and light, her beautiful face is not covered with makeup, and is hardly contaminated with the breath of the world. She came here on the moon, like a Lingbo fairy, pure as a fairy.

Even though Ling Song was a woman, he couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the other party.

If she were a man, it would be hard not to be tempted.