"It should be here."

Dong Dalang, wearing a Taoist robe, wiped the non-existent sweat and looked at the surrounding environment.

Close your eyes and silently chant the truth in your mouth. Runes between your eyebrows appear and rays of light bloom. When your eyes open again, your eyes have become another look.

A huge locust tree grows on the seemingly ordinary hill, with thick roots and rising from the ground, like a dragon, implying vitality and a terrifying sense of power.

The tree crown is lush with branches and leaves, like canopies, spreading layer by layer, with green air lingering on it, which looks unspeakable, but in a vague way, Dong Dalang could still see some black air and golden light flowing on the tree crown.

After looking around the locust tree, Dong Dalang could feel a sharp and exposed to the void, telling those who have broken through the illusion that there is a master here, so don’t disturb him.

Dong Dalang sorted out his clothes and bowed to the Huaishu and said, "A disciple of Master Yuchen, comes to see Master Yan Chixia and Master Yan."

Dong Dalang's voice came out, and Yan Chixia, who was sitting under the locust tree, opened her eyes. At this moment, he did not look like a righteous genius in the past, and was wearing a white-haired Taoist robe, a big beard, and a vicissitudes of his face.

"Under Yuchen's Sect? Where does this real Yuchen come from? The name sounds familiar."

Yan Chixia frowned. Since he left the Tianren Sect, many of his friends in the righteous path have come to him, hoping that he will return to the future, but most of them were so angry that they were cut off their robe and broken off their meaning after saying a few words.

Later, the righteous friends stopped interacting with each other, but some unspoken or some righteous rookies liked to come and cause trouble for him. The former wanted to take some benefits from him, while the latter wanted to become famous by stepping on him.

But listening to Dong Dalang's words seemed to be not both, which made Yan Chixia a little confused.

"What's wrong? Is anyone here to look for you again?" A beautiful woman in a long blue dress with a gorgeous and graceful appearance appeared beside Yan Chixia. The woman's eyebrows were quite heroic, but her body was half-fixed and unreal, surrounded by green energy, and she looked very weak.

"Sanniang, why are you out? Why don't you go back soon." Seeing the woman appearing, Yan Chixia's expression suddenly changed, and she wanted to let the woman return to the tree to cultivate.

But the woman shook her head: "Big Beard, kill me! Back then, they let me live just to restrain you. Over the years, I have lived a boring life. You have lived so hard? Let it go!"

Although this is not the first time he heard the other party say this, Yan Chixia still couldn't help but her eyes were slightly red.

Back then, when he and Sanniang were exploring the world, they were attracted by the talent and heroism of this woman. But over the years, the tree fairy, who used to be no less talent than his cultivation, is now begging to kill her.

Yan Chixia, who was already in a loss, closed her eyes and said firmly: "I will find a way to save you!"

"How many years have you said this sentence, year after year, all you can do is to maintain my vitality without completely cutting off. Have you ever improved your cultivation level? Let it go! Don't forget the mission of your Tianren Sect."

"When I left Tianren Sect, I had already put down this thing. Jin Guang is doing very well now, so I don't have to worry too much."

When Yan Chixia said this, there was a clear pause, and she was obviously insincere.

The woman who had lived with him for many years could naturally hear the meaning of Yan Chixia's words. She smiled bitterly, rolled up her sleeves, and saw that the illusory arm was covered with blood-colored patterns.

She looked at Yan Chixia with calm eyes and said, "At that time, in order to suppress this spell, you consumed nearly half of your magic power and was seriously injured, but now there is a way? Let it go! I was able to survive over the years, not because of your efforts, but because they wanted me to survive and restrain you! When their goal was achieved, or if you lose the ability to threaten them, you will be dead!"

"I said, I will find a solution!" Yan Chixia spoke word by word, and happened to Dong Dalang once again asked for a meeting.

When the woman heard this, she seemed to want to say something. Yan Chixia, who was unhappy in her heart, couldn't help but shout angrily: "Liuyun, go and let this guy go away!"

Below the locust tree, the young man hiding under the tree eavesdropping his head and whispered: "I understand!"

After saying that, the young man rushed out.

The woman looked at Yan Chixia and sighed: "Why are you doing this?"

"I'm just a person I haven't heard of, so don't care." Yan Chixia waved her hand and stopped talking.

The two fell into a long silence. After about a stick of incense, the woman was a little surprised and looked at the foot of the mountain: "Why haven't Liuyun come back yet?"

Yan Chixia turned her head and looked down at the mountain, and couldn't help but exclaim: "This guy has such pure magic power and a stable foundation. Although he doesn't have much practical experience, his learning is very complicated. No wonder Liuyun can't take him."

"Since the magic power is pure, I think it's not a lie, so I'd rather invite you in." The woman who lived in seclusion for many years and was unwilling to cause trouble again persuaded Yan Chixia.

After a moment of silence, Yan Chixia nodded and said, "Well! Liuyun, bring him in!"

In the second half, Yan Chixia shouted to her apprentice at the foot of the mountain. When Liuyun heard the master's order, she immediately took a few steps back, jumped out of the battle, and said to Dong Dalang: "Should you like to follow me up the mountain."

"Okay!" Dong Dalang responded when he heard Liuyun's words, sorted out his clothes and followed Liuyun into the mountains.

He looked at Yan Chixia sitting on the locust tree, took out a letter from his arms, and bowed and said, "I have met Zhenren Yan. I will pass this letter on the order of Teacher Yuchen."

"Oh?" Yan Chixia stretched out her hand and flew into his hand. She took out a talisman that surrounded the breath of the sage of the Qingsheng.

"Not good!" Yan Chixia's expression changed drastically, and she turned to look at the woman beside her.

The woman seemed to feel the sage of the talisman above the talisman, and wisps of black aura emerged from her body. Although this black aura was a demonic aura, it was not a simple evil aura, but an extremely pure vital energy.

As soon as the black air came out, the blood-colored patterns instantly crawled across the woman's face, the green long skirt on her body turned into dark green, and the heroic spirit between her eyebrows was replaced by monsters at the first time.

"Yan Chixia!" The woman's pupils turned into blood, her five fingers were opened, and her half-foot-long nails were like a short dagger, grabbing Yan Chixia's head.

"Stay!" A slight voice sounded from the talisman, and the void instantly turned into a solidified like iron, setting the woman's body in mid-air.

The next second, rays of rays of rays emerged from the talisman, and a clear and saint aura surged, and a figure that was almost real walked from the talisman.

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