A tomb in the mountains stands alone under the cliff, and a green pine stands in front of the grave. There is burnt paper money in front of the grave and a new pile of soil on the grave. In the mountains in late summer, the lush trees are over, and walking on the path between the valleys, Lu Xiaoyi and Meng Qingqing slowly walk to the grave.

"When I came here, Wanwan was already dead. She destroyed her body with a cone-shaped ice. I think she probably didn't want to be humiliated after death." Meng Qingqing squatted on the ground with sad face and reached out to pull out the weeds.

Lu Xiaoyi's face was solemn. Looking at the tombs, you can imagine the scene at that time. Sun Wanwan seemed weak, but in fact she was extremely strong. She would rather break than bend! So, she chose to die than bow to Lin Bo.

"The leader of Qianji Sect and his wife died in a fight. The head was hung on the mountain gate. Half of the disciples under Qianji Sect died in battle, and the rest surrendered." Meng Qingqing continued to talk about what happened. When Lu Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but let out a long roar. The sound echoed in the valley. Lu Xiaoyi stood in front of the grave and said loudly and powerfully: "Wanwan's life and death cannot be decided by others."

Meng Qingqing was stunned when she heard this. When she was still thinking about what Lu Xiaoyi meant, Lu Xiaoyi had already recited a mantra in a slight manner: "There is no self in the world like this!" Lu Xiaoyi was very slow, with a rhythmic voice, full of confidence.

Golden lights rose in the sky, and a huge tortoise shell flashed. Meng Qingqing found that her body was uncontrollably raised her head and saluted the golden tortoise shell. What exactly is this? Meng Qingqing's understanding was Lu Xiaoyi's magic technique. She couldn't ask, but she didn't know what Lu Xiaoyi was going to do when she used the magic technique at this time?

"I want to be born!" Lu Xiaoyi roared at the sky. The huge tortoise shell covered the sky in the valley. A dice was thrown out under the Tai Chi diagram. This was the first time Meng Qingqing saw this dice. It looked like it was dozens of meters square, with the word "生" on it. The golden light came suddenly and disappeared even more suddenly. The tortoise shell seemed to have never appeared before, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Meng Qingqing looked at Lu Xiaoyi blankly: "Xiaoyi, what's wrong with you just now?" Lu Xiaoyi raised his hand and pointed ahead: "Look!"

Meng Qingqing looked over her eyes and a skirt appeared out of thin air in front of the grave in front of her. Meng Qingqing recognized that it was Sun Wanwan's white skirt, the powerful magic skirt from Lu Xiaoyi. When Meng Qingqing buried Sun Wanwan, the skirt was buried together. Unexpectedly, the skirt suddenly came out automatically, and it was still standing up, as if someone was wearing it.

Just when Meng Qingqing was curious, a magical scene began to appear inside her skirt. First, a pair of jade feet appeared without shoes. Then, the calves appeared, constantly rising, and a person came out of thin air. When the head appeared, Meng Qingqing was stunned. Sun Wanwan was resurrected and didn't realize what was going on. She was looking down at her body.

"Wanwan!" Meng Qingqing howled and rushed forward. When Sun Wanwan looked up, she saw Lu Xiaoyi who was smiling at her. Her face was shocked at first, then her eyes became hot and tears couldn't help but surged out. Lu Xiaoyi's eyes were also red, looking at the two girls who were hugging each other tightly, smiling, and not going up to disturb their reunion.

The two girls burst into tears. After crying, they stood in front of Lu Xiaoyi. Before the tears on their faces were wiped, Lu Xiaoyi reached out to wipe their tears and smiled and said, "The Qianji Gate is still Qianji Gate. With me here, no one can take it away."

"Where are us?" Sun Wanwan smiled sly and asked back. Lu Xiaoyi held a thin waist with his domineering hand and walked towards Qianjimen, shouting loudly: "It's all mine, and I can't escape. With me, no one can escape."

Run away? After experiencing so many things, Sun Wanwan and Meng Qingqing couldn't even drive them away? For some reason, they felt a happy feeling in their hearts about Lu Xiaoyi's domineering declaration, and followed his footsteps and walked towards Qianjimen.

Before the mountain gate, Sun Muxian and Bian Yu stood together, looking at each other's naked bodies, raising their hands and waved each other. The fallen leaves in the mountains were rolled up and woven into simple clothes to cover their bodies. The two looked at each other and smiled without rushing to leave. Instead, they turned around and looked at the road in front of the mountain gate. The man was back. No one except Lu Xiaoyi could do this.

The Qianjimen was already in chaos, and all the disciples who died in battle for the honor of Qianjimen were resurrected. After Lin Bo was scared away, the Qianjimen had no leader. Everyone knew that Lu Xiaoyi had returned. People with ghosts in their hearts followed Lin Bo's footsteps and escaped. Anyway, there were heads and debts, so they just found a secluded place to hide for the rest of their lives. To settle the accounts, they would also settle Lin Bo's head first.

Lu Xiaoyi finally appeared and bowed to Sun Muxian from afar. Sun Wanwan and Meng Qingqing took a step forward and bowed slightly.

Sun Muxian and Bian Yu solemnly returned the gift: "Master Lu, Sun is ashamed of killing!" Lu Xiaoyi waved his hand: "Forget the past. I still have something to do, let's do it today, say goodbye!" As he said that, Lu Xiaoyi turned around and floated away. Sun Wanwan and Meng Qingqing followed closely, Sun Muxian and Bian Yu stood there, watching them leave, bowing deeply.

At Haotian Gate, Su Yuntian walked out of the quiet room where he was meditating. He felt a strong sense of anxiety just now. The biggest opponent of Haotian Gate unified the cultivation world, and the alliance of the three major sects was still resisting. Su Yuntian was confident that he would defeat this alliance within ten years. Ten years seemed long, but ten years had been in the cultivation world. After unifying the cultivation world, Su Yuntian began to concentrate on practicing in seclusion. Now this goal is very close, why does he feel like a huge disaster is imminent?

A sound of swearing came. Su Yuntian looked carefully and saw a person flying in the sky. It was Lin Bo.

When he landed in front of Su Yuntian, Lin Bo rolled and crawled in front of him and knelt in front of him: "Master, something is not good, Lu Xiaoyi appears."

The feeling of uneasiness finally had an answer. Su Yuntian was creepy when he heard the news. "Ah!" He screamed uncontrollably, his hair stood up, and the hat on his head was pushed off, and he didn't care about it when he fell on his feet. Su Yuntian crossed Lin Bo and strided out the door as if nothing had happened. Lin Bo quickly followed, without even taking care of his shoes on his feet.

In the room opposite, Wang Xiaotian heard a terrifying scream and rushed out and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Yuntian looked bitter: "Lu Xiaoyi is back." Wang Xiaotian exclaimed: "What?" Just a name came to his ears. Wang Xiaotian retreated repeatedly and sat on the ground: "How is this possible? How could this happen?"

"Xiaotian, Tongtian Gate!" Su Yuntian reminded him, and Wang Xiaotian immediately got up: "Hurry, go to Tongtian Gate."

Wang Xiaotian and Su Yuntian rushed to Tongtian Gate, opened the drawer, and took out the incense stick. Wang Xiaotian raised his hand: "Wait a moment, don't worry, I'll write a tribute first." Su Yuntian took a deep breath and looked at Lin Bo who was coming barefoot: "How can I look like this?" Lin Bo responded and quickly found shoes to wear.

Wang Xiaotian took out the paper and pen, dipped the pen in his trembling hand and wrote a essay in Yunzun. Nodded, Wang Xiaotian looked at the opposite side, Su Yuntian nodded, holding the incense in his left hand, rubbed the thumb and index finger with his right hand, and a ball of flame appeared, and the trembling hand lit the incense. Green smoke curled upwards and floated up along the gate to the sky. Wang Xiaotian shook, watched the green smoke disappear, and lit the sacrificial text.

The fairy world has been calm for a long time, and no newcomers have joined in the past five hundred years, so naturally no one knows the news from the lower world.

The order of the fairy world is maintained by an fairy world committee. The top 100 Daluo Jinxian in the fairy world are all members of this committee. This has always been the case in the fairy world. The one hundred people have not changed for a long time.

The committee is a vested interest, so naturally it will not let future generations take away their position easily. Therefore, only after a five hundred years of competition can the winner challenge the 100th place. The rankings within the top 100 are also a five hundred years of ranking battle, and the seats of the committee are determined based on the final results.

One of the current members of the committee, the 30th member of the committee, Daoxin Zhenren, who was born in Haotianmen. On this day, while taking a nap in the bedroom of the Immortal World, he suddenly sat upright from the couch and exclaimed: "Tongtianmen."

A piece of paper swayed from the sky. Tao Xin Zhenren grabbed the piece of paper, read it quickly, rushed out of the residence, and came to a huge square. Opposite the square was a huge towering building, all built with top-grade jade. The most eye-catching one was a hundred huge pillars, towering into the clouds. Tao Xin Zhenren walked to the front of the gate, and there was a huge bronze bell here.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong! Daoxin Zhenren rang the bronze bell, and the sound echoed between the clouds and mists. Soon, one golden immortal was flying from all directions, no more or less, exactly one hundred. A Taoist stared at Daoxin unhappily: "Daoxin Zhenren, what are you doing? What are you ringing the bell of troubled times when you have nothing to do?"

Master Daoxin raised a piece of paper in his hand and threw it into the sky: "Minister Qingye, you can see it yourself. The gods reappeared!"

Unlike the cultivation world, people in the immortal world have not forgotten the gods of that year. The first-ranked member of the committee, Aoye Zhenren was shocked and grabbed the paper and looked carefully: "The news sent by Tongtian Gate will reappear, and the forbidden technique will reappear."

The Taoist True Man bowed to the Daluo Golden Immortals: "Everyone, everyone should remember the god clan that year, a tribe leader of the god clan, who used the forbidden technique to destroy my thirty golden immortal fellow Taoists. We absolutely do not allow the god clan to become bigger, it is time to open the Tongtian Gate."

Master Qingye looked at Master Daoxin in disgust: "Brother Daoxin, now I am the chief committee member, don't interfere with me."

Master Daoxin smiled and bowed, "Sorry, I'm anxious." Master Qingye turned his head and said to the immortals, "Do any immortal friends have objections?" No one said, Master Qingye said loudly, "Then it's settled. Everyone should prepare first, wait for the joint efforts to open the gate of the sky and the hundreds of immortals to go to the realm of the world, and go and meet the revived gods for a while."

The immortals shouted neatly: "Here!"
Chapter completed!