"You'er, be careful in everything, it's not that easy for the strange immortal to deal with.

If you feel the danger, you can gather with the powerful people such as Xiangqi and Pan to discuss countermeasures together." The old man was still worried and said another sentence.

"Don't worry, Master." A hint of warmth came to Qiyou's heart. He put his hand on the old man's shoulder and slowly pressed it up.

The old man closed his eyes slightly: "Oh, I'm old, I'm sorry I won't see you on the day of becoming an immortal."

Qiyou's eyes are complicated: "Master, auspicious people, will have their own appearance."

After talking to the master for half a day, Qiyou returned to his cave.

At this time, the boy with bright eyes and white teeth walked in.

"The ancestor, there is a senior who claims to be the ancestor's old friend and wants to meet the ancestor."

Hearing this, Qi You was slightly stunned.

"See."

Qiyou closed his eyes and the ban in the cave opened.

Not long after, a slightly strange voice came.

"Qiyou, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Lin Chao walked into the cave with the butterfly bird in his arms.

His eyes were quiet, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

Seeing the visitor, Qiyou's eyes shrank slightly, and a chill came out on his back. His body trembled slightly: "Xiang Long, you are still alive."

"I just survived, I won't live long." Lin Chao sighed.

Indeed, the remaining years are less than a year.

As he said that, Lin Chao coughed.

Butterfly bird wiped the blood residue behind Lin Chao's mouth with a gauze scarf with a heartache.

Qiyou looked at Lin Chao with a look of admiration in his eyes: "At that time, you used your own body to block dozens of true immortals for three thousand years, which was really admirable."

He looked at Lin Chao and finally spoke slowly: "I... am far inferior to you."

Lin Chao looked at Qiyou with his eyes calm: "I heard that the true immortals I killed and the fish that escaped the net are now harming Jiuzhou again."

Qiyou stopped moving: "It may be a fish that missed the net, or it may be..."

Qiyou didn't say the following words.

Lin Chao sighed: "Can't the passage in the fairy world be opened?"

"I can't open it." Qiyou shook his head, "I tried it many times, but I can't open it."

"Indeed, even the sixty true immortals could not be opened at the beginning. Now even if one or two new true immortals appeared, they could not be opened." Lin Chao said.

A thousand years is long, but also very short.

Even if a strong man in the True Spirit Realm obtains the miraculous energy and spends a thousand years to break through to the True Immortal Realm, it is extremely difficult.

"Brother Qiyou thinks, does Jiuzhou have a future?"

"Human nature is selfish, and even if he is an immortal, he is still a stronger person.

If the fairy world is not opened, there will be no future in Jiuzhou." Qiyou's voice was filled with a hint of firmness.

Lin Chao looked at Qiyou and sighed.

Things in the world are impermanent.

"Brother Qiyou, I remember that you worked hard in the battle to attack immortals and were willing to use the Blood Burning Art twice to kill the strange immortals."

Qiyou was silent at first, and then he nodded slowly: "Yes, I have also..."

He never said the following words.

Lin Chao smoothed the butterfly bird's hair with his hands, but he didn't look at Qiyou: "Brother Qiyou, do you know what I'm going to do today?"

Qiyou took a cup of spiritual tea and started drinking it slowly.

Qiyou took a sip, and his eyes became sharp at this moment, as if he had returned to the battle of the immortals that had been attacked thousands of years ago.

"A thousand years ago, some true immortals fled and lived to this day."

Qiyou looked at Lin Chao and spoke slowly.

Lin Chao nodded, without saying anything, and continued to wait for Qiyou to speak.

Qiyou took another sip of tea: "The strange immortals who survived the breath and killed were all traitors."

Lin Chao continued to nod.

Qiyou took another sip of water: "Qiyou failed to break through to the true immortal today... He died and disappeared..."

Lin Chao nodded.

Qiyou looked at Lin Chao, his voice full of complexity and gratitude: "Xiang Long, thank you... Master has always been proud of me, but I... I don't want him to be sad.

However, the fairy world channel is closed, and I don’t want it.”

Qiyou is like a child who makes mistakes.

However, this emotion lasted only a few breaths, and Qiyou felt relieved again.

"The fairy world channel is closed, not a reason.

Xiang Long, thank you for appearing now.”

After Qiyou finished speaking, a relieved smile appeared in his eyes.

"The Blood Burning Art that was not fully implemented a thousand years ago is now time to continue."

After saying that, Qiyou's aura suddenly became stronger.

However, behind the powerful aura, Qiyou was like a fire of a candle, drifting and swaying in the wind and rain.

In the 1,027th year of Longli, Qi You failed to break through the True Immortal and died.

Lin Chao looked at Qi You's figure and sighed: "He once shed blood for Jiuzhou..."

Unfortunately, people are complicated.

Next to it, the butterfly bird's eyes were very calm.

The disappearance of an outsider is nothing to her.

"Will the dragon slayer eventually become an evil dragon?" Lin Chao couldn't help but sigh.

Butterfly bird frowned: "Why do you want to slay dragons? I hate dragon slayers."

"Haha." Lin Chao laughed, but the laughter was really bitter.

His body also disappeared here.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the white-haired old man appeared in Qiyou's cave, holding Qiyou's body: "Crazy, why do you use the Blood Burning Art?

Isn't it good for you to hide it from your teacher for the rest of your life?"

The other elders of Tianyan Sect next to them felt sad in their hearts.

...

On the attic, I took a sip of wine.

When he reached his current state, any wine was as light as water.

Next to the plate, there are more than a dozen strong men.

These strong people are all the realm of true spirits.

Even if you obtain the aura of silence, it will take a lot of time to break through to the realm of true immortals.

Originally, they gathered together to discuss dealing with the surviving monster.

But at this moment, the atmosphere was a bit dull.

Xiangqi frowned: "Qiyou is dead, he used the Blood Burning Art before he died."

Everyone present was silent.

"Who forced him to use the Blood Burning Art?" A strong man asked, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

At this time, the plate that had been drinking had been drinking opened: "Some day ago, a little girl came to Yaosheng Sect. She said that on the way, she saw a young man who was somewhat similar to Xiang Long.

The young man was riding an iron-eating beast and holding a little girl in his arms.”

"What?" The strong men present were all very thoughtful, and they instantly understood the meaning of Pan.

"Is Xiang Long still alive?"

Everyone was amazed.

A thousand years ago, Xiang Long shocked them as if they were yesterday.

"Some time ago, it rained down in the Xiang family, and the talent of the Xiang family's descendants has improved a lot.
To be continued...