Way of Choices

The Luoyang Sect is a very special sect on the mainland. It is not one of the north and south of the national religion, because the sect's practice is not based on starlight washing, but uses ground fire as its energy source. This sect's mountain gate is next to a remote volcano in the southwestern pole. There are very few practitioners in the sect. This week, Zhouyuan opened this year, and some people came.

If you are an ordinary practitioner, you will probably have heard of Luoyangzong as the old man said. But she is not an ordinary practitioner. As the next generation of southern saints, whether in Kyoto at the beginning of the week or later in Nanxizhai, in addition to practicing and interpreting the heavenly books, she also needs to learn a lot about the knowledge of various denominations on the mainland. She knows Luoyangzong.

She also knows that the old man named Baihai is the elder of Luoyangzong, with strong strength and temperament... cold bloodthirsty.

"It turned out to be... the predecessor of Luoyangzong."

Her voice paused in the middle, looking like a normal sect disciple who didn't know the Luoyang Sect, and repeated it in accordance with the number of rites.

The Baiyang, the elder of the Falling Sun Sect, looked at her with great interest and asked, "Which denomination are you a disciple of?"

Xu Yourong paid a courtesy and responded with courtesy: "The juniors are Xiuling tribes and there is no sect."

Baihai looked slightly different, and didn't seem to think that this girl was actually a Xiuling tribe, and then said: "Let's go."

After saying this, he walked to Xu Yourong, naturally, as if he was going to lift Chen Changsheng lying in the fallen leaves for her.

"Okay, senior."

After finishing this sentence, Xu Yourong picked up Chen Changsheng from the fallen leaves and walked to the opposite side. It was also natural, like a well-behaved girl who obeyed the orders of her predecessors.

Neither she nor Bai Hai noticed that Chen Changsheng's eyes twitched slightly, and seemed to be waking up, but he failed to wake up after all.

The sound of rustling sounded on the fallen leaves. It was the crushing of the soles. Every sound sounded, which meant that the distance was shortened.

Suddenly Bai Hai stopped and said indifferently, "You have been so injured, give me this fellow."

Xu Yourong said calmly: "Thank you senior Gao Yi, I am not hurt, and I can hold it, so I don't have to."

At this time, there was a distance of more than ten feet between the two.

But no one took another step forward.

The shattering sound of fallen leaves no longer sounded, and the wood became quiet again, and it could even be said to be dead.

It took a long time before Lin Zhong sighed again.

Looking at her with regret, Bai Hai sighed: "From the moment I met, there was no loophole, it was perfect."

Xu Yourong looked at him calmly and said, "You are the same."

It is clear that she no longer calls the other party a senior, and your words have changed back to yours.

Bai Hai raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked a little: "You were able to shoot me with a bow at a distance of more than a hundred feet. Why didn't you? Don't say you didn't see me through."

Naturally, he no longer pretends to be a predecessor, and your words have changed back to your respected ones.

Xu Yourong didn't explain, because she didn't want the other party to make sure that she was exhausted, and there was no guarantee that Wu Jian could kill a strong person who passed the peak of the remote world from a long distance.

If you get closer, just like at this time, as long as the other party takes another step forward, she will try to shoot the other party, but unfortunately the other party does not.

So her mood at this time is actually very regrettable.

Bai Hai looked at her and asked, "You have seen my intention long ago?"

Xu Yourong's silence is the default.

Bai Hai asked: "Why? I think I played very well."

Xu Yourong's answer is simple: "Feel."

Bai Hai was very emotional and sighed: "This is probably the legendary talent."

After saying this, he shot Xu Yourong's face in the air.

A dark red flame appeared on the edge of his palm.

As the palm moved forward, one palm turned into dozens of palms, covering Xu Yourong in all directions.

The sky in the woods turned dark red.

Those dark red flames seem to be heavier than ordinary flames, as if they have a substantive feeling, like the magma that looks dim and actually extremely hot under the ground.

The green leaves at the tip suddenly curled, the bark began to crack, and the temperature suddenly increased.

At the next moment, this dark red flame would involve Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng.

At the same time as the palms of the White Sea, Xu Yourong's right foot stepped on the ground. With a snapping sound, the fallen leaves around her and Chen Changsheng's body shook from the ground and flew all over the sky.

The fallen leaves couldn't stop the thousands of palm shadows with dark red flames. With a bang, they immediately burned into a raging sea of ​​fire.

It was this flame that blocked the sight of the White Sea and the murderous intention contained in the thousands of palm shadows.

This is the principle of making fire by fire.

Under the cover of the raging fire, Xu Yourong carried Chen Changsheng, turned into a residual image, and flashed into the cliff outside the woods.

There is the only place where the fire palm of the White Sea cannot cover, and it is a place she has long been optimistic about. If the cliff is an entity, it cannot be entered naturally, but there is a cave on the cliff.

Before this hidden killer conversation began, she had already discovered the cave and had made calculations. Once there was no way to seize the opportunity of this battle, she also prepared herself to retreat.

This cave is a retreat, but there is no back road.

The sea of ​​fire in the woods was slightly chaotic, and the White Sea broke into the sky. His expression was sober, and he shot again.

Thousands of Dao's palm prints with dark red flames suddenly condensed into a straight line of fire, blasting directly towards Xu Yourong in the cave. This elder of the Falling Sun Sect knows what kind of girl he wants to kill today, where he dare to keep his hands a little bit, and he does not leave any way out for himself. The shot is the most powerful Falling Sun palm, and his life is his life. Xiuwei showed it up.

Xu Yourong turned around and looked at the line of fire with horror energy. His expression was still quiet. He turned his wrist and inserted Tong Gong to the ground.

The ground in the cliff cave was very hard, with a snapping sound, the stone face cracked inch by inch, and the bottom end of Tong Gong was deeply inserted into the ground, which was higher than hers.

It was just an instant that countless branches grew from Tong Gong, and countless green leaves emerged from the tip, slightly swaying in the deformed space burned by the fire line, bringing a very fresh breath, covering the entire opening.

This process is difficult to describe in words.

The long time condensed in the time of the clip.

A hundred years of trees, how many years can a palace be built?

This is the growth of a lone sycamore tree and the construction of a palace.

Tong Gong became a sycamore tree, and a Tong Palace was also built. Yes, it was the Tong Palace in the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, the palace that once trapped Chen Changsheng day and night.

Indus, as a unique double artifact on the hundred utensils list, originally had this magical effect. The former saints of Nanxizhai actually attached the Tong Palace to the Tong Gong!

Tonggong is a formation method, used to trap the enemy, extremely powerful, and used for defense, it is extremely tough.

A loud bang, that is the sound of the rapid expansion of the fire, and also the sound of fire waves hitting the stone wall.

At the entrance of the cliff cave, the fire was raging, and the green sycamore leaves seemed to be burning, but the fire line could not pass this sycamore tree one step.

This is a phoenix that lives on a phoenix. The phoenix is ​​fire. Its blood is fire, and its body is fire. For thousands of years, the firewood and fire spirits are all in the phoenix tree. Not to mention the flames brought by Luoyang Palm, even if you throw this long bow into the ground fire of Luoyang Sect, you can't damage it.

The green branches stretched, separating the cliff cave into two worlds, blocking the fiery ground fire and the White Sea.

Across the flames, Xu Yourong looked at the White Sea with a calm expression and no words.

Bai Hai's expression is very solemn, but there is no frustration because the fire he summoned cannot break through her bow defense. Looking at her, she said: "I am Luoyangzong built in the quiet volcanic valley. The most common thing about the ground fire is malaria. The malaria gas and the ground fire are mutually related. I really want to know if your long bow can withstand it."

After saying this, he closed the palm of the sun and walked to the paulownia tree, and took a second palm without hesitation.

This time no blazing flames were born, only a light and strange breath, accompanied by countless dusty things, spewed out of his palm and fell on the trunk and green leaves of the plane tree.

In an instant, the verdant sycamore tree seemed to have stayed in the windy sand north for several years, covered with a thick layer of ash, and it was no longer as vibrant as before.

The ash is composed of very fine dust particles. Each dust particle is the essence of the fire that has been collected by the White Sea in the volcanic valley for hundreds of years.

The gradual decay of the exterior is not important. What is scary is that the dust particles are constantly eroding the body of Tong Gong. There are many small gray spots on the green leaves of the plane tree, and the spots are still visible at a rate that is visible to the naked eye. Expansion, there are also a lot of terrible cracks in the bark, and it is still deep into it.

If it is usual, with the magnificent number of true yuan, Xu Yourong can keep Tong Gong free of dust, not to mention how can her true phoenix blood be contaminated by poisonous malaria?

But now, she can only rely on Tong Gong itself to fight against the ghosts of the fire from the depths of the ground. How long can Tong Gong last?

Across the branches of the sycamore tree, she looked at the elder of the Luoyangzong and asked calmly, "Why do you do this?"

Bai Hai said: "Everyone who enters Zhou Yuan is for the benefit, and I am naturally no exception."

Xu Yourong said: "Are you sure... the benefits I get from me exceed the risks I need to take?"

Bai Hai smiled and said, "I'm pretty sure."

Xu Yourong said indifferently: "I can give you endless benefits, benefits you can't imagine."

In today's mainland, there are many sects of spiritual practice, each with its own treasures. This is even more true of the strange gates like the Luoyang Sect, but she is absolutely qualified to say such things, and the other party has to believe.

Bai Hai said: "It is naturally rare to get the dual gratitude of Saint Maiden and the Great Zhou Dynasty. Unfortunately, if you are not forced into the current desperation, how can you get such a benefit?"

Xu Yourong said: "You always know who I am?"

"Yes, Master Tiannian... I'm right? I heard that all the mountain gates of Shengnv Peak, regardless of Cijian Temple or Nanxizhai's disciples, respect you like this."

Bai Hai looked at her and said with a smile: "Last night I was under Muyu, I saw your fire wings spread."

Xu Yourong said: "Knowing that it's me, you dare to disrespect me? You have been practicing for more than two hundred years. Can't you control your greed, so crazy?"

When she said this, her expression was calm, as if there was no anger at all, but she had a sense of condescension.

Bai Hai calmly said: "Greedy makes people crazy, but I am not really a lunatic. If it is outside Zhou Garden, I must be kneeling in front of you at this time, kissing the ground in front of your shoes, but... In Zhou Yuan, and you have been seriously injured by Her Majesty the Demon Princess, if I miss this opportunity, I will definitely be condemned."

Looking at the green leaves in front of her, Xu Yourong calmly asked: "What do you want from me? This artifact? Or something else?"

A strange smile appeared on Bai Hai's old face: "I...I want...I want your blood."

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(The last sentence was almost written by me as the lyrics. In fact, when I wrote it, I did sing it. See you tomorrow. By the way, tomorrow Monday, the stock market opens. Please be careful. Anyway, don’t play. Friends of the stock, don’t forget to vote for the recommendation.

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