Looking down at Lan Xihe from the seventy-two-story white tower, it looked like seeing fragile birds falling alone on the snow, trembling.

The white-clothed practitioners could not accept that they were so arrogant and invincible to the world, the Blue Tower Master was defeated.

The collective was stunned and in a daze.

Lan Xihe hates the ground and the sun.

I hate failure even more.

In her life, she has never failed so simply as she is today.

Three moves...only one move can be tied.

Lan Xihe knew that she would lose. She saw Luzhou sweeping the black tower in the form of a blue lotus, causing it to be downgraded collectively. So, she wanted to take this opportunity to verify an idea in her heart. But she didn't expect that she would lose completely.

She couldn't accept it.

The hair fell on the snow.

This seems pure and clean.

She was very uncomfortable.

She tried her best to stand up straight, tried her best to suppress the uneasiness in her heart, and tried her best to control the surging blood.

Based on the earth...

Lan Xihe stood firm.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Luzhou in the sky.

The white-clothed practitioners on the white tower flew down one after another.

Members of the White Tower at the bottom rushed out in an instant.

Many of the members of the White Tower in the lower parliament had never seen Lan Xihe's true appearance when they entered the White Tower. They all ran out to see what their tower master looked like.

A peerless face, clear eyes, fair skin.

It's like a lotus blooming on a calm lake.

They didn't have time to see what Lan Xihe looked like.

Lan Xihe waved her hand casually.

The wind curls snowflakes and dances all over the sky.

The red blood flew into the air with the snowflakes and disappeared. The sun, moon, and stars shone again, snatching everyone's sight.

The light dissipates.

When they wanted to see clearly, there was Lan Xihe's shadow in the snow-white clearing.

Empty.

But in the place where the blood disappeared, a delicate flower grew.

Bloom in the sunshine.

...

At the altitude of the seventy-two floors.

Lan Xihe's eyes were like water, returning to his past appearance.

Compared with the past, her noble temperament has less, but she has more modest attitude.

"I lost." Lan Xihe looked at Lu Zhou and said.

Luzhou said lightly: "You are injured."

...

Yu Zhenghai looked at Si Wuya and whispered: "What is the strength of Master?"

Anyway, from returning to the Motian Pavilion to now, he has completely lost his guess.

Si Wuya said: "I used to think that Master had any secret method that could greatly improve his cultivation... But now it seems that Master has indeed been to Taixu..."

"Have you been to Taixu?"

"Only those who have been to Taixu will have such a great opportunity. And... I have an inference that the elder brother would not believe." Si Wuya said.

"Just brother, just say, can I still not believe you?" Yu Zhenghai stepped forward and patted his shoulder.

Si Wuya pulled out the barrier and sent a private voice to him:

"More than 300 years ago, my master went to an unknown place, and a pill was taken away by Luo Xuan. It just so happened that the youngest sister Conch inherited Luo Xuan's power, and the conch also had Taixu... aura. There were ten Taixu seeds rumored three hundred years ago. It just so happened that ten of us were from the same school. It just so happened that ten of us had... aura of Taixu."

Yu Zhenghai: "…”

"Brother, do you think there will be so many coincidences happening to us at the same time?"

Yu Zhenghai was stunned.

Si Wuya's expression was as normal as he was saying something that had happened objectively.

Yu Zhenghai said: "Why aren't you surprised?"

"Shouldn't it be the elder brother who was surprised? I've guessed this long ago..." Si Wuya said relaxedly.

“…”

Yu Zhenghai wanted to speak but stopped. He wanted to say something, but he thought it was Baita's territory after all. He had to shut up his mouth.

He quickly returned to normal and stopped discussing this matter.

Si Wuya said: "This... is also the fundamental reason why the eldest brother died three times that year and was still able to be resurrected under the limit of the thousand-year limit. The seeds of Taixu, the creation of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the changes in physical fitness may have long allowed us to break the limit of the thousand-year. In other words... Senior brother, you are the chosen son of God."

"Why do I feel like you are praising yourself?"

"The bright moon is born on the sea, and the world is sharing this time... I am praising everyone." Si Wuya said calmly.

“…”

Yu Zhenghai coughed and said, "Go back to the point, Master injured Lan Xihe. Do you think Master will treat her?"

"I don't know." Si Wuya shook his head.

"There are things you don't know?" Yu Zhenghai said, "Lan Xihe is too arrogant. This is a bit similar to you and the second junior brother. With the master's temper, it would be nice if he didn't continue to beat her up. Do you still want to treat her?"

"Senior Brother is right."

...

As Yu Zhenghai expected.

Luzhou looked at the injured Lan Xihe and did not have sympathy.

If it weren't for Lei Gang, the first level of defense that Lan Xihe used just now, it would be a move that wouldn't be enough to resist ten lives.

"The methods of Lord Lu's is admirable." Lan Xihe said.

Luzhou said:

"You are lucky. Few people who have hit me this palm can stand or even die. It is rare for you to mobilize your vitality."

Lan Xihe said:

"People Lord Lu is so confident?"

"You don't know me." Lu Zhou shook his head.

Lan Xihe really wanted to say something, you don’t know me, but the loser said this, as if he was making excuses.

She just sighed casually and said, "If there is no mistake in my practice, maybe... Lord Lu is not my opponent."

Luzhou said curiously:

"What's wrong with your practice? Maybe I can give you some advice."

Lan Xihe looked at Luzhou and asked:

"Master Lu...how much of your cultivation is?"

"Only strong but not weak." Luzhou replied.

Anyway, it's all for this, I'm right no matter what I say.

Lan Xihe said: "Every six fates pass one fate, and pass the test of the ultimate place, you can gain the ability of the fate. People in the world think that after passing the twelve fates, they will open the thirteen fates again... In fact, this is not the case."

Luzhou's heart moved and he didn't interrupt.

Lan Xihe flew towards the White Tower and re-entered the palace on the 72nd floor.

Luzhou and others returned to their seats.

Lan Xihe sat in the high chair as if she had never been injured.

"In fact... the next realm of the twelve fates is to open eleven leaves." Lan Xihe said amazingly.

"Eleven Leaves?"

This reminded Luzhou of Yu Shangrong.
To be continued...