The book introduces that the Blood-colored Bagua Plate is a special magic weapon, which is a prop used by alchemists to extract the essence of medicine. However, when it falls into the hands of some side sects, it becomes a ferocious object that refines essence and blood. The evil Taoists capture the spirit beasts and monsters containing spiritual power, throw them into the Blood-colored Bagua Plate, extract the essence of blood-colored Bagua Plate, swallow the blood-colored spirit, and improve their cultivation.

Chu Ci found out how to use it, practiced it several times before he took out the bloody Bagua Plate and rescued Su Xin and Aqing.

As soon as the two escaped, they saw the familiar uniform and familiar people. As soon as Su Xin and Aqing relaxed, they immediately fell into a coma.

"Xuan'er, let's take Mr. Su Xin and A Qing back to Qionghua for treatment." Chu Ci took a brief examination and confirmed that the two of them had just exhausted their skills and had damaged their foundation. After taking the spiritual medicine, they immediately took a few people away from the underground Wangling with the turbid air and turned into a stream of light to fly towards Qionghua.

...

Su Xin looked at the ceiling with wide eyes, without saying a word, and was anxious that the disciples of Xuan, who were serving on the side.

Su Yao pushed the door and saw this scene.

"Junior Sister Su Xin." Su Yao looked at the younger sister who had not seen her for more than ten years and became more haggard, and she didn't know what she felt.

"Senior Sister," Hearing a familiar voice, Su Xin came to his senses, turned his head to look at the palace beauty standing at the door, pursed her lips slightly, and showed a naughty smile, "Long time no see, you are still so young."

"Sister Su Xin, I heard Xuan Ji say, you are unwilling to take medicine. What's the matter? Do you think this is Jianwuping from more than ten years ago, and you have to coax the senior sister to be willing to take medicine?" The cold evil between Su Yao's eyebrows melted quietly in Su Xin's smile, and he cursed helplessly, "This is the Elders Palace."

"Senior Sister" Su Xin almost burst into tears. Such a senior sister, such a gentle and independent senior sister, hasn't seen Su Yao with such an attitude in a long time.

Su Yao gave a wink and asked Xuan Ji to put down the medicine and go out. She walked to Su Xin's couch to sit down, held Su Xin's palm, and said, "Junior Sister Su Xin, I'm really sorry. I was wrong back then. I wanted to take revenge too much, and even blinded my heart for revenge, which made you wronged."

Su Xin felt even more sour. He held Su Yao's hand with his back, buried his face on Su Yao's waist, and cried, "It's me who should be said to be sorry. Really, I'm sorry, it's me that I'm too cowardly. I'm so scared. Every time I close my eyes, I can see many meteorites falling from the sky, and countless dream tapirs popping out of it. I can't forget Master Taiqing died in the illusion world, I can't forget countless brothers died in the hands of Dream Tair, or were poisoned and died without waiting for the antidote. Every night, I will recall the tragic tragedy before the master's death, and the desperate eyes of many senior sisters.

I know that if we want to take revenge, we must take revenge, but I am so cowardly that I look down on myself. But I still ran away. I let Qionghua down, my master down, and all the sisters who are good to me.

Senior Sister Su Yao, I'm sorry!"

Su Xin bent down and cried bitterly, heartbroken.

She was born beautifully, had a good personality, and was humorous and witty, because she was usually competitive with Su Yao and was not easily admit defeat. The two were closest to each other and had many friends in Qionghua back then.

As a result, those friends either died by fighting with the demon world, or were poisoned and died without waiting for the antidote.

Compared with Su Yao's strong character inside and outside, Su Xin was a little tough on the outside and soft on the inside. He could not withstand such a fierce blow. After resolutely helping Su Yao work diligently to stabilize Qionghua's foundation, he chose to escape from Qionghua.

It is fake to say that Su Xin has no regrets, but she never has the face to come back. It was not until Su Yao showed her long-lost gentle smile that she touched Su Xin's deliberate blockade of emotions, and she couldn't help but speak out the truth.

If it were Su Yao a few years ago, she might have been furious and was out of control for the last time, but now Su Yao has put down her burden and entrusts Qionghua's future to the shoulders of two men, one big and one small, and her personality has also begun to change in a good direction. She gently comforted the young junior sister who was unable to heal her heart: "Don't worry, it's okay, senior sister has never blamed you even if she is Junior Brother Xuanxiao, she won't blame you. Come back, Junior Brother Xuanxiao and I hope you will return to the master's sect, this will always be your home."

The last sentence completely defeated Su Xin's defense line, and Su Xin finally couldn't control his emotions and burst into tears.

Su Yao gently stroked Su Xin's back, as if Su Xin failed to practice swords many years ago, and was scolded by his master, and lay on his leg in pain.

Su Xin was seriously injured and recovered. After crying for a while, he was unconscious. Before he was unconscious, he did not forget to grab Su Yao's clothes, as if he was holding a life-saving straw. Su Yao was not angry. He straightened Su Xin's body and called Xuan Ji outside the door, ordered her to inform her to take the medicine out and stabilize her. She sat on Su Xin's head, her soul left her body, and came to Qionghua Palace to handle affairs.

...

"Ziying, is this your residence?"

"That's right, this is just the place where the inner disciples of Qionghua Sect live. Although I can long be settled in Lingyun Valley where the Elder Palace is located, I still live in Jianwuping for convenience. Since Xuan'er is here, I should also apply to the head of the sect to find a beautiful scenery and abundant spiritual power in the five peaks of Qionghua."

Chu Ci didn't feel disliked by his residence like he is now. In the simple and clean room, there was only a ** couch, a seat, a cabinet, and a futon under the banner with the word "sword" in the center of the room. Chu Ci had never slept on the ** couch for nine years, and he had always used practice to replace sleep. If someone slept on the ** couch.

"Sister Zixuan, do you know that the little master always likes to touch my family, but I can't resist. The indescribable heat is as strong as the indescribable wet as I can't describe." Hongyu saw the couch, and a trace of joke passed through her phoenix eyes, and began to make the rumor of Chu Ci again.

Chu Ci couldn't understand why Zi Xuan would believe this kind of rumor full of flaws. Seeing Zi Xuan's increasingly dangerous gaze, Chu Ci made a quick decision, and left the thirty-six strategies as the best strategy, blurted out: "I remember there is another important thing that I can't do. You pack up first, and then go and see if A Qing is awake."

Almost ran out of the door, Fei Wenhuan was setting sun at her feet and flew towards Qionghua forbidden land.

When he landed at the door, he greeted Xihe and walked into the frozen cave.

Xuan Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, facing Chu Ci, his mo hair and white clothes, and he was flying unyieldingly.

"Master Xuanxiao, how are you doing recently?" After deciding to destroy the Illusion and stop ascension three years ago, Su Yao sent Elder Qionghua to find the cold thing for Xuanxiao to suppress the power of Yangyan, and dispatched the elders of the Yuanshen stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Naturally, it was much more efficient than the four-person protagonists with low cultivation in the original plot. In addition, Chu Ci, who inherited the art of refining weapons, carefully cast.

A pair of Xuanyue's white robe that is comparable to the power of looking down on the cold and cold was worn on Xuanxiao. With the "Ice Condensation Art" created by Xuanxiao, he checked and balanced it. The terrifying ice and fire power in his body finally reached the balance point.

But Chu Ci, who is familiar with the original plot, understands that the Yin and Cold generated by external forces can suppress Xuan Xiao's Yang Yan power, but the Yang Yan power cannot be released or consumed, and will eventually catalyze the breath of the inner demon, making Xuan Xiao into a demon.

So I copied a lot of techniques about the fusion of ice and fire and the integration of yin and yang from the Five Spirit Sword Pavilion for reference for Xuanxiao. I didn’t expect that it would be only two or three months in the original plot. Xuanyue’s white robe was worn for several months and found hidden dangers in his body, so I calmed down and took the technique sent by Chu Ci to carefully speculate.

Although the meridians in the body cannot be restored due to the refining of Xihe, who is he?

He is Xuanxiao!

Xuan Xiao came up with another incredible method, looking for inspiration from a mortal martial art "Hundred Martial Arts" he obtained when he was practicing in the mortal world, and opening up new meridians in flesh and blood, imitating the meridian diagram of Wangshu's host that he learned when he and Su Yu were practicing dual cultivation back then, and opening up another meridian that circulates the power of yin and cold in his body.

However, the power of yin and cold only planted one seed, and it would grow enough to compete with the power of yang and yang, and then start to comprehend the unity of yin and yang, which would be a very long process.

"Yuanying, why are you back?" Xuan Xiao turned around, his appearance was still handsome, and the blue and white color on his face was significantly improved. Although the power of Yang Yan was still raging in his body, his expression was still calm and composed.

Normally, Chu Ci took leave to go down the mountain and almost had to wait until the original plot was about to begin before returning to the mountain. But now he is back in less than two months. During this sensitive period, Xuan Xiao couldn't help but think about it much.

"I saw Master Su Xin trapped at the foot of the mountain, rescued him and brought him back to Qionghua for treatment, so I went back to the mountain early." Chu Ci thought for a while, Xuanxiao and Su Xin should have known each other, so he said it.

"Shu Xin, that timid girl, has escaped for so long, and now she has the courage to come back." Xuan Xiao snorted with his nose, and his voice was cold and despised Su Xin.

Immediately, a hint of unawareness of Chu Ci's voice was slightly raised in the corner of his mouth, "Just come back."

Xuan Xiao was in a happy mood and with one move, Xihe outside the door turned into a red sword body, as if there was a burning flame: "Come on, Yuanying, I haven't seen each other for two months, let me see how much you have grown."

Chu Ci immediately felt bitter and said, "Uncle Xuanxiao, don't beat me? How many times have you beat me unilaterally after you came out? Now I am a family member. Can you save me some face in front of my own?"

"Family? Yuanying, are you married? Which female disciple in the sect? Xu Wei? Xu Qian? Or the unreliable Xu Rong?" Xuan Xiao hasn't gone out for a long time. Among the younger generations who are more familiar with, only three female disciples from the Xu generation who are close to the Jindan stage are barely worthy of Chu Ci, but in Xuan Xiao's picky eyes, disciples who are not Jindan are all trash, so Xuan Xiao is quite disappointed with Chu Ci.

"I'm not the three senior sisters, but my inner wife is Zixuan, the saint of the Miaojiang Witch Saint Sect." Chu Ci explained, "I made an agreement with her back then that this time I went down the mountain to marry Zixuan."

"Witch Saint Sect? Saint Maiden? Nuwa Clan?" Xuan Xiao suddenly thought of the deep meaning, "Who is this saint aunt? Or is it the strange woman with a long hair and a young face?"

"Uncle Master, do you know the Nuwa clan?" Chu Ci's scalp was numb. What a messy silence. Although he knew that the immortal sword world was inherited and the story lines were intersected, Xuanxiao Dabo Ss knew the Holy Gu what hidden mission line was this?

"Why don't you know that Pangu opened the sky, and the spirit of the spirit turned into the Three Emperors. Nuwa created human beings. This is a legend recorded in the Five Spirit Sword Pavilion. The Nuwa tribe has been martyred for generations, protecting the people, and using their lives to compose a thrilling and tragic song. How can we, the eight Kunlun schools, not know?

The Nuwa clan has been righteous for generations and has also won the supreme respectful status. The eight Kunlun sects have unwritten rules. Once they encounter the Nuwa clan, they will be willing to do so!" Xuan Xiao said this secret past that was not recorded in history books, and then he stared at Chu Ci with a smile on his lips, as if he was looking at the warriors.

"Uncle Master, what do you mean?" Chu Ci felt cold in his heart when he was seen.

Xuan Xiao actually showed a teasing expression and joked: "Tsk tsk, to be honest, I, Xuan Xiao, have rarely admired others. Master Taiqing is one, and that despicable Lord Chan You is half. Now I want to add you."

"Uncle Master, can you explain it clearly?"

"It goes without saying that of course it means that you actually married the Nuwa clan." Xuan Xiao's tone was clearly a bit cramped, "You know, the Nuwa clan has always been married into marriage and has never married outside. This is like ** marrying a princess, which is a miracle."

Chu Ci: ""Not to say, a few hundred years later will be a ** (Li Xiaoyao) marry the princess (Zhao Ling'er).

Wait, Ling'er, when she thought that Ling'er would become her granddaughter under the butterfly effect, and her granddaughter would be ruined by a little **, Chu Ci's face suddenly seemed to have eaten two pounds of dogs/shit.

"Yuanying, I suddenly remembered something. Could it be that you married the Nuwa clan for Qionghua?" Xuan Xiao suddenly remembered the sacred meaning behind the Nuwa clan, and his face became extremely strange.

"Of course not, Zixuan and I are true love." Chu Ci's head shook like a rattle.

"That's how I think too much. I thought you've taken a fancy to the merits obtained by the Nuwa clan's 'creator', 'save the world', and 'guarding the people', and want to use the merits of the Nuwa clan to suppress the luck of the Qionghua clan." Xuan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "It's easy to repay the favor, but it's hard to repay the debts of love. Yuanying, don't be a kind of kind of kind of unkind and righteous person."

Chu Ci: ""

Chu Ci really wanted to roll his eyes at Xuan Xiao. How could you say to me? If you hadn't been for your affection and friendship, and you would have let go of water in the original plot, how could Yun Tianhe fall into Qionghua with one sword and destroy the Qionghua Sect?

But then again, merit suppresses luck, which is something he never thought of.

How many merits did Nuwa create humans? The Qionghua School has already ruined the sect's fortune by sacrificing two swords and attacking the Illusion Realm. If it continues to develop like the original plot, its fortune will completely decline, and being killed by Yun Tianhe's sword will also be in line with the rules of the cycle of the heavenly law.

She and Zixuan are married, and the two are in the same heart and virtue. She is also a disciple of Qionghua, and she just tied Zixuan to Qionghua's chariot and used Zixuan's strong merits to suppress the Qionghua School's declining luck. When Qionghua survives this disaster, she will definitely be in a bad mood!

Maybe it can restore the glory of Taiqing Zhenren era and return to the status of the largest sect in the righteous path.
Chapter completed!