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Chapter 79 The Immortal Touches My Top(1/2)

After eating and chatting, the three of them became much closer after eating and drinking.

When they learned that Liu Buyan was planning to continue to practice in the Northwest like them, the three of them hit it off and decided to form a team to practice together.

When sharing the spoils, Song Ning didn't carry Liu Buyan on her back. After strengthening the taboos around her, she took out the small space and used the key to open the small space.

Liu Buyan always felt a little stuffy when he looked at this small space. He stretched out his hand to stop Song Ning's movements. The pale and thin hand was placed on the small space, "Can I take a look? I always feel that there is something wrong with this small space."

Song Ning raised his eyebrows. For this small space, she and Heng Yu put a lot of precious treasures in it. There were not many ways to save their lives, so they put two of them in it in order to grab this small space. As a result, Liu Buyan actually felt that there was something wrong with this small space.

But when she thought of Liu Buyan's identity, she said nothing and silently handed him the small space.

The part about "A Brief History of the Continent" introduces the Taibai Academy, which is the beginning of a summary - the boundary where yin and yang intersect, and Taibai Academy wanders around yin and yang, and reverses the timing of chaos.

"Time sequence" means literally. The best in Taibai Academy can reverse the order of time during the duel of life and death, and allow themselves to change their moves if the move is wrong.

The so-called "yin and yang" are, like the five elements, and are the most basic constituent elements between heaven and earth. They can be used to describe the natural laws contained in things, and can also be used to describe the changes of things.

In short, the people from Taibai Academy have gone very far in the deduction.

The end of the Dharma era began silently, and it was the first time that the Palace Master of Taibai Academy discovered this. Liu Buyan was carrying the ice spiritual roots. Such spiritual roots were the most suitable for practicing Taibai Academy. Now he said that there may be problems in this small space, so Song Ning would rather believe it.

However, Heng Yu looked at Liu Buyan's actions and even though he didn't stop him, he frowned.

The Taibai Academy is the most mysterious and unpredictable among the eight major sects, with many means, but the lifespan of this sect is also severely damaged. Liu Buyan clearly has a mid-stage cultivation level in the foundation building, but his body is weak and his aura is even more chaotic than that of ordinary mid-stage cultivators.

Now he is speculating that he is going further and further, but his body is constantly suffering from the backlash of heaven and earth.

When his cultivation progress was slightly behind and his body could not withstand the backlash of heaven and earth, it was the day when his body died.

Liu Buyan took the small space into his hand and directly used his skills to deduce it. Half a quarter of an hour later, blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth, and a ball of black mist suddenly oozed out from the small space, and along Liu Buyan's hand, it was about to seep into his body.

——A few days ago, I heard that the ancestors deduced the secret of heaven and saw a vague fog covering the sky and the sun, and all the monks had nowhere to escape.

That day, what Master Wen Daofeng said suddenly appeared in Hengyu's mind.

Heng Yu suddenly said, "Don't let it enter your body."

Liu Buyan raised his other hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the black mist indifferently.

It's strange that this black mist has been tangled in his hands, but it cannot invade his body at all.

"What is this?" Liu Buyan looked at Heng Yu.

Heng Yu Buyu stretched out his hand and held Liu Buyan's thin wrist tightly. The black mist wandered from Liu Buyan's arm to her, and it also failed to invade her body.

"This thing..." Song Ning couldn't help but hold the long sword around her waist, "It seems to have wisdom."

Just as I understood Song Ning's words, the black fog gradually turned into a small snake, and the snake head formed by the black fog stared at Song Ning tightly.

A feeling of coldness rose from Song Ning's back.

[Zero, put it in the jade bottle] After the system scans, she will remind her.

After putting the black fog in, the three of them looked at the black fog carefully.

"What is this?" Song Ning asked out loud.

Liu Buyan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his pupils spread, revealing a vain chaos, "I saw fear, betrayal, and endless darkness in it."

[Fear, betrayal, evil thoughts] At the same time, the system spoke in Hengyu's mind.

This is the result of its detection, and there will be no more in-depth introduction.

"Fear, betrayal, evil thoughts, and this kind of emotion was born in the hearts of people." Heng Yu suddenly said softly.

"What do you mean by this sentence?" Although Heng Yu's words were so shallow that they were not emotional, Song Ning felt that there was endless chill completely over her.

"I don't know, I'm just stating the facts."

Liu Buyan had gradually recovered. He lowered his head and sighed, "That's how it is terrible."

The three of them could not find out the truth when facing the black fog. Instead, they were in a mess. Heng Yu closed the jade bottle and threw it into the Qiankun bag, "Show me the small space."

No one knows if there are other dangers in the small space. Obviously, the rumors about the small space were not credible before. Heng Yu simply used a secret method to project the scene in the small space, and there was only a piece of nothingness left inside.

It seems it has been scrapped.

Just as Heng Yu was about to cut off the secret technique, a low and bewitching voice suddenly came out of the void.

"When your strength is fully restored, you won't get whatever you want, let alone just need one person."

"Shut up." The scolding sound was filled with endless coldness, but the sound was inexplicably familiar in Heng Yu's ears.

He was treated so rudely and was not annoyed, and he sneered.

"Our clan will eventually return from the fire, and you and me will be united in the future and can command our clan. Isn't it a blessing?"

When we got here, the conversation came to an abrupt end.

Heng Yu and the other two looked at each other, and they seemed to have encountered something by chance.

"Is it a demon clan?" Song Ning asked out loud.

If it were the demon clan, something must have happened in the Endless Mountains.

Since it is possible to involve the demon clan, the matter behind it must be not simple. The three of them sent back to the sect to inform their masters. After Wen Zimu and the others learned about the matter, they only asked Heng Yu and the other two to continue to practice according to the original plan. There is no need to rush back because of this.

Anyway, this is not something they can intervene at this level.

Soon, Guiyi Sect, which is closest to the Endless Mountains, sent two Nascent Soul monks to explore the Endless Mountains.

Two months later, Guiyi Sect stored the elders of the Jiedan stage and the main soul card of the Nascent Soul Stage Peak, suddenly a "click" sound came from the hall, followed by another "click" sound.

The sleepy disciple guarding outside the hall suddenly woke up and ran into the hall. The two soul cards placed on the high ground were broken bit by bit.

"The soul cards of two Nascent Soul Venerables... were broken." The disciple took two steps back suddenly and held the edge of the palace gate before he could stabilize his body.

He murmured, his face pale.

After the head of the sect learned the news, he squeezed the teacup on his hand to pieces and said, "There is something wrong with the Endless Mountains."

Wen Zimu sat next to the head sect with a serious expression, "I wonder what happened to the two Nascent Soul cultivators of the Sword Sect? If something happened to them, then the senior brother of the head sect will send a few Nascent Soul cultivators to visit each sect. This is not just a matter of one or two sects."

He paused, "The Demon Sect also seeks an opportunity to reveal the news to them. If the demon cultivator makes a comeback, even the Demon Way will not be spared."

The head nodded and sighed again, "I'm afraid this is not only the demon cultivator to make a comeback."

At the critical moment when the Dharma-Ending Age is coming, the demon cultivator shows signs of a comeback, and he cannot bear to think about it.

The news that the leader contacted the Sword Sect made his heart even more gloomy.

——The soul cards of the two Nascent Soul monks sent by the Sword Sect were also broken.

Half a month later, each of the eight major sects sent three Nascent Soul cultivators, including one of them a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. The Demon Sect also sent a team with the same strength as the righteous path.

The man from the Demon Sect had a weird shape, and a man walking in front of the team was wearing a black cloak covering his whole body.

He hid on his face on the brim of his hat, from his left ear to his left eye, and there were strange black patterns emerging little by little, and then hid between the flesh and blood, filled with a hint of evil aura.

And there are three people in this team like him.

Three days later, the Demon Sect and his group gradually approached the Endless Mountains and made some adjustments in a deserted land. One day later, only four blood-stained Nascent Soul monks continued to fly towards the Endless Mountains.

If they explore their cultivation level, they can sense that among these four people, the late Nascent Soul cultivators in this realm have a deeper breath; and the demon cultivators who were originally in the middle of the Nascent Soul stage have already entered the late Nascent Soul stage with half their feet; the two demon cultivators who were already at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage entered the middle Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop.

The late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator sent by Guiyi Sect is Wen Zimu.

Two months later, Heng Yu rushed back to the same sect. He had just returned to his yard and had no choice but to pour a cup of tea for himself, so he learned about it.

Among the three Nascent Soul monks who were sent to the Endless Mountains of Guiyi Sect, two of them had their soul cards broken one hour ago. Although Wen Zimu's soul cards were still intact, the soul lamp had dimmed, as if he had blown a little heavy breath and was about to blow out the faintly flashing soul lamp.

Heng Yu listened to this, his lips tightly pursed and he didn't say anything.

She had a sense as soon as Wen Zimu had just had an accident, otherwise she would not have been so anxious to return to the sect, so her loss of composure at this moment was actually because of another thing.

She suddenly knew why the voice that only one sentence sounded familiar in the conversation sounded in the small space.

Although the voice was reprimanded and angered, and was different from the gentle and elegant image that the person in front of him had always maintained, their voices were still the same.

"Senior Brother." She suddenly laughed, and her cool and gorgeous face suddenly became a bit seductive and charming because of this smile. "What do you want?"

How come the person who once said that he would like to protect the Reincarnation Sect to the death has come to this point?

Lu Song looked at her and his face was filled with surprise.

He always knew she was beautiful.

The once obedient and cute little girl grew up little by little, growing up like such a beautiful and incomparable appearance. Since that day, she walked down Wen Daofeng and smiled at him who was going upwards, Lu Song was moved.

"What I want is actually very simple." It was a very ordinary sentence, but Lu Song said it, but it was a bit bitter in it.

But his bloodline, the responsibility he bears makes it difficult for him to ask for more things.

Heng Yu suddenly approached Lu Song, raised his hand slightly and pressed it on Lu Song's face.

Her hands were a little chilling, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He felt that only the little coldness would not make him lose all his sense of duty.

After a moment, she took a step back and gently curled the corners of her lips, "So should I wish my senior brother what I want?"

For some reason, Lu Song suddenly felt desolate in his heart.

Heng Yu specially sent a message to Fu Xiuzhu and met him.

As soon as Fu Xiuzhu stepped into the yard, a red spirit fruit flew towards him, and he subconsciously reached out to catch it.
To be continued...
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