Immortal Sovereign of Ninth Heavens

Each plate of the Tianyuan continent has its own unique style and characteristics. For example, most of the warriors from the northern land are bold and bold, Zhongzhou is the most developed in economy and trade, Nanyuan is the most talented, and Donghu is the most prosperous literary style. The most prominent feature of Xichuan is the separation of good and evil, and various small and medium-sized forces survive in the crevice of Six Mountains.

The young people of this generation are much better than those of previous years, but on the whole, the gap is not particularly big. Mo Li and Su ranxue are variables.

It's not a short time for the two beloved disciples to go to the secret place. After seeing them off, xuanming returns to the mountain gate. He has just taken over the position of leader, and there are many complicated things waiting for him to deal with.

On weekdays, the disciples of Taiyi mountain only practice meditation and recitation. The mountain gate is peaceful and quiet, and only the clear bell that rings from time to time floats far away along the peak. Xuanming, as in the past, after dealing with the affairs of the clan, wanted to go to the holy land to have a look. He talked and laughed with some old men all the way. The topic was always inseparable from his two precious disciples. The old people in Taiyi mountain have been used to the leader's show off, but they have to say that they can't boast enough about the two new treasures.

"I don't know what happened to them. If I can bring back lihuozhu... The fight between good and evil in Xichuan may really have an end!"

Daofeng, who took off the leader's position, devoted himself to cultivation for a while. With xuanming's guidance from time to time, he finally completed his dream breakthrough. The three young people who thought of the sect entering the secret place were full of expectations.

"If we can't bring back lihuozhu this time, then we can die of this heart in the future!" Xuanming stroked his beard and didn't care about the tunnel. God has sent him two such excellent disciples. This kind of strength and talent can't achieve the goal that Nishikawa Zhengdao has been pursuing for years, and we really don't have to look forward to it in the future.

Several old people nodded with the same feeling, and suddenly stopped walking at xuanming's feet.

The old man's seemingly turbid eyes suddenly burst out two golden lights, standing still, with white hair flying back and forth.

"What's the matter, master?"

Xuanming's strength is far stronger than that of other people. Seeing the dignified look of the leader, he subconsciously gathered his fighting spirit.

The old man raised his head slightly and looked at the white fog on the top of the mountain. The light in his eyes seemed to cross the horizon in an instant.

"You go back first --"

There was no doubt about the plain voice. Although they were puzzled, they arched their hands and retreated down the mountain. They were surprised at what happened and why the calm leader suddenly lost his color.

There's something wrong, but it's a good thing!

After all the people left, xuanming went to the top of the mountain again. His steps were much faster, and the solemnity in his eyes turned into surprise and expectation.

Among the clouds on the top of the mountain, a graceful posture stands in the void.

Holy white skirt flutters with the breeze, the momentum of dust does not eat people's fireworks. The clear eyes are full of color, and the trembling eyelashes are like flying fireflies.

"Girl... You wake up at last!"

An old voice rang out behind her, but the woman didn't feel surprised at all. Slowly turn around, jump down from the void to the jade platform. Looking at the old man with a kind smile in front of her, the beautiful lady walked forward with a smile and made a respectful speech: "I've seen master Huanyin!"

Master?

Xuanming was stunned for a moment, and then a more brilliant smile appeared on his face.

"Ha ha ha - just wake up, so that the little guy won't worry all day."

Although the woman in front of her is Warcraft, her strength is terrifying. She is the woman identified by her precious disciple. In this life, Shifu's name is reasonable. The combination of man and beast is not allowed by heaven and earth, but does that boy care about these?

"Thank you for your help, master. Thank you very much."

In order to save everyone in the Fuxiao palace, the phantom sound turned into noumenon and devoured the fire left by Jiucai Tianfeng. Since then, he has been in a coma for a long time. The Su sisters took out a lot of panacea to help them survive, but the effect was only to survive. No chance, maybe she won't wake up all her life.

The spirit is in danger of being injured, but the perception of the phantom sound is very clear. During this period of time, she clearly felt the man's worry and care. On the way from Nanyuan to Xichuan, he would hold himself in his arms when he had time. The warm voice whispered to a warm clear stream, which made her feel the warmth of love in the boundless cold.

"No, she's my woman!"

Before entering the holy pool, the man's firm declaration only made her feel that she was the happiest woman in the world. Yes, she is happy. Even in a coma, all you can do is listen.

Come to the holy pool of Taiyi mountain, the essence of spirit stone condensed in the pool let her see the hope of rebirth. The most pure energy source between heaven and earth, and the innate essence accumulated all the year round, finally helped her to repair the spirit. Warm cultivation repair until the essence of Lingshi in the pool is exhausted, and finally the restless sky fire in the body is suppressed.

In fact, the unreal sound wakes up long ago and just chooses to take this opportunity to refine and absorb the heavenly fire in the body for its own use. Like a silkworm turning into a butterfly, after suffering is the rebirth of bathing fire! After refining Tianhuo, it not only heals the wound, but also breaks through the stagnant state for a long time, and strides from the peak of Xuansheng to the realm of Disheng!

Xuanming felt the horror of women's breakthrough, so he came here in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, master - I'm recovering this time..."

"Do you want to talk about the spirit of Lingshi?" Xuanming waved his hand and said with a smile: "the reason why the baby is a baby is because it has use value. Although you have consumed the essence of the spirit stone in the holy pool, my baby apprentice has also put down the big stone in his heart, and has a powerful inner help. If you use it up, you will use it up. If you have a chance, you can't find anything else to replace it."

The old man's open mindedness moved fanyin. He nodded with red eyes and solemnly saluted again: "master, don't worry, I will find a way to return the essence of another spirit stone to zongmen!"

"Look at the chance!" Xuanming didn't give much hope for this. Seeing the woman's grateful look, he hesitated. He nodded his head and said with a helpless smile, "how do you want to find him?"

Although his strength broke through again and came to the realm of the earth saint, the heart of the phantom sound was not much different from that of a young girl. After being seen through by the elder, a blush appeared in his heart. He bit his lips and nodded: "I have been staying in his ring all this time, and I have found a secret... He may be in danger! I'm not sure. I want to see it! "

Could it be dangerous? Hearing the words of the magic sound, xuanming's expression suddenly became dignified.