Chapter 1931 (1/2)
Taichu Dili, 707, June.
Taian city!
In front of the gate of Tai'an, a figure full of melancholy walked out of the gate.
There is a long way to go.
The past year has been like a dream.
The bangs of my hair are broken.
He looked ahead, maybe the next day, it was the second day when he kowtowed to the court, lying dead in the wilderness.
Bury the emperor's Mausoleum!
Hunyuan was buried in it, but he wanted to get involved.
Ning Wuqi pursed her lips slightly, and finally sighed, ”Ning family, please Bai family!”
”Master, I hope you can do as you wish, and the ants will shake the sky in Nirvana!”
He bit his teeth and went to the long world.
Not long after Ning Wuque left, Ning family, a Lei Lin opened his eyes.
Qin Lei's eyes are complicated. He gives a low voice and droops his head to the hall where Qin Xuan is.
After that, he knelt down to the hall and dropped his head gently.
It took a long time for Qin Lei to get up. Then he started to walk out of the city.
In the main hall, Qin Xuan's eyes slowly opened. In front of him, the ancient sword was burning in the green fire. On it, it was red and melted.
On one side, there is a mass of blue and extremely cold liquid, which turns into thousands of water silk and goes into the ancient sword.
Alternating cold and heat, ice and fire quenching.
Qin Xuan quietly looked at the ancient sword, ”thousand quench can expose the edge, ten thousand plunder can longitudinal four directions.”
”This is your way. I hope that next time I'll see you again, you can come into my eyes and get rid of the mole ant, which is famous in the northern region!”
Light words, slowly dispersed in the hall, Qin Xuan closed his eyes again.
Whether Qin Lei is good or not, the road ahead is life or death. Only after a period of time can we witness it.
He is Qin Changqing, the road ahead is still vast, surrounded by powerful enemies, Wanjie buried Hunyuan, buried saints, shop emperor bone.
In this world, no one knows the way ahead, nothing is easy!
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In the sky, there are seven big days, day and night.
In the whole northern region, some people practice hard, some suffer humiliation, some are proud of a city, and some are towering like mountains.
There are lives, and there are deaths.
It has been one year and seven months since Qin Xuan ascended to the fairyland.
From Jieyin Sendai to sitting in the main hall of Ning family in Tai'an City.
In Xiyu fairy town, Bai Chang'an is in charge of Bai family, practicing Hunyuan's skill and dancing the staff of Da Luo.
The air is flowing, lingering on the broken sea golden immortal stick.
If you lift the weight lightly, you can break the ground with each stick, but you don't see any waves.
For a long time, Bai Chang'an received the stick, and there was some deep understanding in his eyes.
”It's very difficult for Da Luo to turn three times. Even if there is da Luo immortal medicine given by Bai Zun, it's hard to enter three times in a hundred years!”
”But for a hundred years How far will Bai Zun grow up? ”
Bai Chang'an's eyes trembled slightly. He thought of what Ning Wuque had said.
Some people, even if you follow them as servants, are difficult to ascend to heaven.
When you first meet someone in fairyland, you can kill him. It's only 20 years since you entered fairyland.
Bai Chang'an's eyes are deep and slow. He goes to Bai's house and gathers many true fairies.
”I will go out of xiyuxiancheng and enter the northern region for training!”
”If you have something to do, you can go to baizun. If baizun is not here, you can go to baiyuanxiancheng and Liujia!”
Bai Chang'an looked at many white real immortals and said slowly, ”you should also go out. If you are willing to accept the status quo, it is tantamount to self destruction!”
At sunset, Bai Chang'an goes out of the Yuxian city.
Inside the Qianyu building, Yu Canghe looks at the sound transmitting jade slips in his hand.