Mortal Bones

Although the world of spiritual practice is different from the secular world, it is not a shameful thing for monks to form Taoist couples in private, and sometimes they will be congratulated by their sects and friends.

But it's rare for someone like Li Xueqing to announce this in front of so many people.

So when he said this, all the Xuandan Palace disciples who were watching in the building looked surprised.

Ordinary disciples are like this.

Not to mention that Bei Guo, who was standing in front of Li Xueqing, smiled.

After standing in disbelief for a moment, Bei Guoxiao, with a look of collapse in his eyes, opened and closed his mouth several times, but in the end he was unable to say a word.

"puff!……"

As a mouthful of turbid blood spit out from his mouth, the power of the true energy and blood in Bei Guoxiao's body began to dissipate like a large avalanche at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But even at this point, Bei Guoxiao just stared at Li Xueqing in front of him with pain in his eyes, not caring at all about his crumbling cultivation.

"Let's go, Brother Fu!"

Li Xueqing took Fu Liu's hand, turned around without changing her expression, and walked towards the door of the Sword Testing Pavilion.

She didn't care at all that Bei Guoxiao's heart was completely broken because of him.

Bei Guo smiled and saw that Li Xueqing was about to leave, and suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his hand to grab his junior sister Li Xueqing.

"Bang!..."

But just as he stretched out his hand, a cloud of blood mist exploded around him, and he fell to the ground, barely supported by his two arms.

Bei Guoxiao, who watched Li Xueqing and Bei Guoxiao walking towards the door of the Sword Testing Pavilion, finally couldn't control his emotions and started to howl in pain "Ahhhhh".

Seeing this, Elder Niu immediately turned to look at the old palace master and asked:

"Palace Master, if you don't take action, Bei Guoxiao may not even be able to save his life!"

At the beginning of the collapse of the Dao Heart, although most of the time he would only fall into the state, Bei Guoxiao had very little of the qi, blood, true energy and soul power left in the knife-sharpening boy's test.

If they continue to be allowed to collapse like this, Beiguo Xiaoji will probably die due to the consumption of all his essence, blood, essence, and spirit.

However, the old palace master's expression remained calm at this time.

After listening to Elder Niu's words, he just waved his hands and said:

"Everyone has his own creation. If I intervene now, I might actually harm him."

Xu Taiping, who was standing next to the old palace master and Elder Niu in a state of fugue, immediately frowned and said after hearing the old palace master's words:

"This old palace master really knows something."

The sword ghost, who had never believed it at first, suddenly looked curious and said:

"Is it possible that Bei Guoxiao is really a great monk who was reborn as a soldier?"

Just as Dao Gui finished speaking, there was suddenly a "bang" sound, and a cloud of blood mist exploded around Bei Guoxiao's plump body again.

At the same time, the skin and flesh on Bei Guoxiao's body began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a short moment, it turned into a body facing the direction Li Xueqing and Fu Liu were leaving, kneeling on the ground to feel it.

At this moment, all the disciples of Xuandan Palace who were in the Sword Testing Pavilion could clearly sense that Bei Guoxiao's aura had almost completely disappeared.

However, just like a flashback, Bei Guoxiao suddenly raised his head.

Then, he was seen looking at Li Xueqing's back, murmuring in a hoarse voice and weakly:

"Sure enough... no matter how many lives have passed... I don't like it... I still don't like it after all... but... I'm done with it... this obsession that has haunted me for thousands of years..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Guoxiao picked up the Zhanchundao beside him, and before the senior sister not far away could react, she inserted it into his withered chest with a "chila" sound.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, many disciples of Xuandan Palace who were still paying attention to Li Xueqing and Fu Liu reacted.

For a time, there was an exclamation in the sword-testing pavilion.

Bei Guoxiao's senior sister fell down in front of Bei Guoxiao with a look of pain on her face, and then asked with a look of pain on her face:

"Junior brother, Master is already on his way here, why can't you wait?"

The dying Bei Guo laughed, glanced at her senior sister Yanyu with a smile, and said in a difficult voice: "Senior sister, although I will no longer be myself after this knife, but I will definitely remember you. I will definitely repay my kindness!”

Almost at the same time as the words fell, Bei Guoxiao's head hung weakly and fell to the ground.

Senior sister Yan Yu hugged Bei Guoxiao and choked with pain:

"You idiot, who wants you to repay your kindness? Live well, isn't it?"

Xu Taiping, who was not far away, saw this and was immediately confused and said:

"I remember that when Sister Haitang and the others lifted the Dao Seal, their cultivation and combat strength recovered very quickly. Why has Beiguo's smile not changed yet?"

The sword ghost crossed his arms and frowned:

"Perhaps he is just an ordinary monk who has been imbued with the calamity of infatuation."

While the two of them were discussing like this, Yan Yu, who was hugging Bei Guoxiao's body tightly, suddenly let go of his arms, and then said with great difficulty:

"What's going on?"

Immediately, she quickly took a few steps back, then looked at the old palace master not far away with a horrified expression and said:

"Palace Master, Junior Brother, Junior Brother, there seems to be an extremely powerful aura in his body!"

Before the old palace master could speak, there was a "boom" and the robe on Bei Guoxiao's corpse suddenly exploded to pieces.

You know, this robe did not break even when he fought with the knife-grinding boy just now.

One can imagine what kind of terrifying aura emerged from Bei Guoxiao's body at this moment.

"Boom!"

Before everyone could react, accompanied by another deafening explosion, a golden blazing flame suddenly rushed up from Bei Guoxiao's shriveled body.

In the end, this flame directly turned into a pillar of fire, piercing through the roof that Xu Taiping's half-extreme sword could not cut just now.

In an instant, there were exclamations in the knife-testing pavilion.

Even Li Xueqing and Fu Liu, who were about to leave the knife-testing pavilion, were attracted by this strange phenomenon and turned their heads to look.

Seeing that the disciples of Xuandan Palace were about to lose control in panic, the old palace master who had been silent all the time suddenly said in an extremely majestic voice:

"Why are you all panicking? Stand still!"

After saying this, the old palace master's eyes fell on the shriveled body again.

Immediately, he bowed to the shriveled corpse with a respectful tone:

"Disciple Jiang Xuanfeng, welcome the return of Patriarch Tianxing!"