The hot sun burns the earth and all living things on the earth. You can't feel the breath of wind in the air. The willow trees by the road are hanging down their branches listlessly at this moment, and they are burning their feet when they step on the asphalt road.

Looking at Hong Qingyun in the villa in the South Island, with a gloomy face appearing in front of the screen, in front of the other seven or eight split-screen images, the envoys of the Heavenly Alliance of the Spiritual Cultivation World sat upright, and their bodies were as cold as if they were in an ice cellar.

"Let's talk about it, what should we do about this matter?" Hong Qingyun stared at the people on the screen with cold eyes, and the air conditioning was transmitted to other screens through a sound without any emotion.

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they naturally saw the live broadcast just now. The terrifying force like Xiao Nan's demon god made them nervous yet.

The assassin was stared at by Hong Qingyun, and his heart was filled with silence.

Seeing that Hong Qingyun's face became more and more gloomy, Chen Dongluo, the envoy of Qingcheng, hesitated for a moment, and bowed carefully and said, "Senior Brother Hong, the day after tomorrow is the Spring Festival. At this time, I may have many inconveniences in the coordination of various factions. Why not, let him go for the time being?"

Although most of the people hated Fun Xiaonan, those who could cultivate to the spiritual realm were definitely cunning people who cherish their lives. It was okay to make a plan, but if you want to be the first to take action, you would be more like standing backwards.

Before, they only regarded Fun Xiaonan as a person who practiced slightly faster in the lower world, and did not win the opportunity to meet and kill Fun Xiaonan like Zhang Tianyu. They originally beat their chests and stamped their feet, lamenting that they had missed a good opportunity to establish their authority. But then, Fun Xiaonan's shocking performance, which almost swept the Kunlun Sect, made them all feel like they had a life of surviving the disaster.

Although Mian Xiaonan's cultivation level is only a mere middle-level spiritual level, looking at his eyes looking at everything, these envoys in the spiritual world still felt a little guilty from the bottom of their hearts.

"Senior Brother Hong, our responsibility is to control all sects to investigate the secret places and fight against the evil cultivation in the lower realm. When our foothold is not stable, is it not appropriate to make a big fight for this kid?" Yang Yun, a Tianxing Sect, took a deep breath and looked at Hong Qingyun nervously and said.

In the Tianfeng Tomb, she was naked with two white and slender legs, a pair of orange-white flip-flops, a pair of orange-colored shorts, a white short T-shirt, and especially the beautiful Xiaonan with a stylist of water and stylist. She was captured but she didn't kill her, which made Yang Yun vaguely feel a little strange. After speaking, a faint flush surged on her face.

On the beautiful face of Xu Xiling of Lingyun Sect, he heard this, and showed a strange faint smile. He nodded and said, "Imitation Xiaonan is extremely powerful and needs to be re-estimated. It will be two days to celebrate the New Year, so it is not easy to make any big moves. It's better to stay after the fifteenth next year and then make a long-term plan."

"It's reasonable!" Everyone was relieved and nodded after Xu Xiling came forward to say this.

"However, we can't let them be too peaceful!" Chen Dongluo saw that Hong Qingyun seemed to be unhesitant and said carefully: "Just spread the rumors that the great devil who has become a heinous person who has become a traitor, and use this to suppress the guards' house to see if they dare to shelter Xiao Nan!"

After pondering for a moment, Hong Qingyun nodded slowly and said coldly: "Okay, this matter is as Dong Luo said. Everyone will give me some advice to the subordinate sects and take action after the fifteenth next year."

In the northeast, a blue and black cliff stands tall in the cold and continuous mountains, surrounded by many small hills. The huge mountain stream between the mountains looks very dark and deep. Although the mountain is covered with lush forests, when you walk in front of the mountain, you even feel like you are on the ground, and there is no steepness at the distance.

The famous Luohun Cliff General Hall is located in this deep and quiet mountain. The misty fog in the mountains and the endless mountain make people feel like they are in this deep mountain far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. This environment is no less than Kunlun Qingcheng.

The night fades away, the bright moon moves westward, but the hall of the Soul Cliff is brightly lit.

"I, Zhao Xuanlong, have made an oath, that those who are stained with the blood of my disciples will be rewarded with their lives!" Zhao Xuanlong's eyes opened, and tears filled his eyes, saying, "In the future, my Zhao Xuanlong's life will be the king! If there is any order, Zhao will die without hesitation!"

He said that, turning his head and shouting, "Get the wine!"

A man walked out from behind and held a large jar of wine. Zhao Xuanlong took out a big bowl. The man opened the mud seal of the wine jar and poured a bowl of wine. Zhao Xuanlong respectfully brought the bowl to Xiaonan: "On behalf of the survivors on that day, Zhao Xuanlong thanked the emperor for helping him and revenge him. Please drink this wine!"

"For these three cups, you should respect Li Qing and other five brothers who can use the red blood to burn their souls and can't even reincarnate!"

Wow, wow, wow! Impress Xiaonan came forward and picked up the wine jar and poured three large bowls of wine. The light yellow wine splashed everywhere on the table, and the aroma of wine was overflowing.

Fun Xiaonan raised the wine over his head one by one, and then slowly poured it in front of him. The wine seeped into the blue bricks and wet a piece.

Finally, I picked up the bowl of wine I poured, held it to my mouth, gurgled, and drank it all together with everyone.

Luohun Cliff's secret wine was made, but everyone raised their heads and fucked it. The remaining wine that gushed out from the corners of everyone's mouths flowed into their chests along their chins and necks.

As the bowl of wine fell into the bowl, everyone's body felt like they were burned from their chest to the depths of their stomachs by a soldering iron. A cool feeling outside the body suddenly passed down from the sky in the throat and passed down to the Shenque where the belly was squeezed. The two hot and cold wines flowed in the Dantian and merged and tangled and rose, making everyone's face and eyes red.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After three rounds of wine, everyone held up the wine bowl and threw it hard on the ground. The wine bowl was smashed to pieces, and a large piece of pottery was laid on the ground.

"The soul is gone, the soul is gone, the misty yellow spring is invincible..." I don't know who sang the soul-summoning song of the Soul Falling Cliff, "Bird of Sugar-Li Soul". Every sentence sounds like an iron hammer hitting an anvil, hitting everyone's hearts one after another.

All the monks such as Luohun Cliff were shocked, and the heat flow spread throughout their bodies like an electric shock. Everyone's chest was filled with passion, and the diaphragm was moving up and down. A stream of dantian energy rushed through their throats and surged out of their mouths. Even Xiaonan couldn't consciously sang along with everyone, either high or low:

"The soul is gone, the soul is gone, the misty yellow spring is indestructible, the night lamp is in harmony, the spiritual illusion, the spirit is dispersed, but Meng Po is gone, why should you leave the suffering and joy..."

The monks of Luohun Cliff sang repeatedly, with deep affection and deep meaning.

The sky in the west was rolling dark clouds, thunder exploded! A loud thunder exploded into the sky, swish, swish, swish! The heavy rain fell, and the cliff, the main hall and the monks were all wrapped in the white rain fog, and they could not see at all...

suddenly!

It can be said that without warning, a blue lightning flashed out of the sky, and there seemed to be a slight electric flower in it. For some reason, it came from the palace and quietly hit the Yin-Yang Lingxi in front of Xiaonan's chest.

"Hiss!" The Yin-Yang Spirit Resonance seemed to be stimulated, and countless tiny electric flowers flashed out across Xiaonan's body, but no one could see them through the clothes.

I saw a faint slight dust of gray smoke vaguely flowing out, and it immediately purified into white gray mist, and disappeared in two strokes.

As soon as Fun Xiaonan grabbed Yin and Yang Lingxi, he immediately felt that the spiritual energy in his body was a little uncontrollable. At that moment, he did not dare to continue drinking, so he immediately returned to the room where he practiced on weekdays.

The spiritual energy in his body was rolling more and more, which made him feel a little trembling, and even felt like he was about to be burned. The strange color flashed in Xiaonan's eyes. He quickly locked the room tightly and sat down to start the circulation of the world.

This was a completely different practice than before. Fun Xiaonan felt the restlessness of the spiritual energy in his body, as if he was looking for some breakthrough. He kept moving around the world, as if he could alleviate the restlessness in his body.

I don’t know how long it took, but Fun Xiaonan could only feel a kind of suffocation. The true energy could not be vented, as if it was missing a catharsis.

If he does not perform the circulation of the sky, he will feel that his meridians are about to burn, but if he continues to practice, he can only feel that the spiritual energy in his dantian is getting thicker and thicker.

With a "boom", it sounded in Fun Xiaonan's mind. It seemed that the thick true energy in the Dantian had found a place to vent, and it rushed through several meridians.

Although Fun Xiaonan did not open his eyes, he was delighted. The relaxed feeling made him know that he had finally broken through to the upper level of psychics.

Suddenly, a fresh spiritual energy rose again from the dantian. This spiritual energy instantly broke through his inheritance spirit and went straight to the Divine Court.

A feeling of relaxation and comfort surged into my heart, so comfortable, and I subconsciously consciously.

He didn't open his eyes. His spiritual sense, which was always vaguely unreal, was instantly clear. There seemed to be more memories in his mind. Xiao Nan was shocked all over. It seemed that after this time, all the hidden dangers had been completely eliminated?

All the memories of Changshengjun are no longer in obstacles and will be used by yourself.

Sure enough, more and more things flooded into Fun Xiaonan's mind. He immediately knew that it seemed to be true. He had really recovered himself, and these were indeed all the memories of the Nine-Yuan Changshengjun.

Changshengjun's memory surged over like a tide. From the initial simple boy in the mountain village, he embarked on the path of cultivation against the will of heaven, scenes became clear one after another...

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, when people thought yesterday's incident had come to an end, but early in the morning, a new rumor was rumored.

After hearing this rumor, many people were shocked. Is it because I don’t want people to have a good New Year?
Chapter completed!