The huge yin and yang finally dissipated the fog, revealing the true glory inside.

There are countless underworld soldiers pond on the ground, with infinite attachment to the life in their eyes.

"Hey, life is like a long time, and the trees are full of autumn, and we have committed a lot of murder today!"

Xuanyuan looked at the underworld soldiers all over the ground and felt a little sad.

"I won't kill Boren, Boren died because of me!"

A cold voice was filled with infinite sadness, but a woman in white was lowering her head and pondering.

Xuanyuan felt ache in his heart, held the woman's hands, and said seriously: "Ling'er, don't think so. If you say you're committing evil, I'll do it!"

"Ha, Master and Master's wife seem to be in love. All things in the world, drink and peck, have become a certain number. Today's fruits, yesterday's cause, are not even good at heaven, let alone we just follow the times!"

Xuanyuan was silent and raised his head for a long time.

"Chen'er, you are the most special among the emperors of generations. If you become emperors by fighting, your future achievements will definitely be better than your teacher!"

Xiao Chen chuckled and said nothing, Xuanyuan died and walked out of the ancient and modern way. His current combat power was probably not suppressed by the Jade Emperor, so he could not surpass him.

Here, there were ripples and undulations on the Yin and Yang terrace, and several figures appeared.

"Husband! Are you okay?"

Xue Yan hugged Xiao Chen with caring expressions, with deep worries in her eyes.

"I'm fine!" Xiao Chen gently stroked Xue Yan's shoulders, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly moved away to reveal the wind chime behind him.

"Yan'er, this is my master's wife, Fengling!"

"Hello, Master's wife!"

Xue Yan hurriedly bowed and gave a junior gift.

Feng Ling nodded with a smile. Actually, the two of them had seen each other once in the barren mountain, but Feng Ling was not conscious that time, so it can be said that they had no clear impression of Xue Yan.

At this moment, Ye Shuo and others also turned back to their original form and looked at Xiao Chen with joy.

"Brother, it's successful!"

"Yes, it's successful, it's all up to you this time!"

Xiao Chen excitedly gave Ye Shuo a bear hug. When he reached Lin Mei, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands.

Lin Mei couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw Xiao Chen's embarrassment.

"Brother Xiao, what are you doing!"

But my heart was heartbreaking. I longed for your hug. Is it because I only have Sister Xue Yan in your eyes?

"Lin Mei, thank you this time!"

Xiao Chen touched Lin Mei's eyes like water, and his heart shook, and he looked away with guilt.

"By the way, Brother Xiao, this time the disciples of the sect performed very well, look!"

Ye Shuo also knew that Xiao Chen was embarrassed and hurriedly changed the topic.

"You can do it and reward them well!"

Xiao Chen patted Ye Shuo on the shoulder and turned to leave with Xue Yan, but he felt sad.

It was me, Xiao Chen, who failed too many people, but I really couldn’t accept it!

Before they knew it, the two of them had already gone to Mingyue Pavilion.

The bright moonlight fell on a pair of people on the wall, raising the two villages into a painting.

After a long time, Xiao Chen looked into the distance by the railing.

"Yan'er, I'm going to go to the South China Sea!"

Xue Yan was silent, just hugging Xiao Chen from behind.

"Bring me, husband!"

"certainly."

Xiao Chen looked back and chuckled, looked at Xue Yan's flawless face, and couldn't help but kiss her.

"uh-huh."

Xue Yan hugged Xiao Chen even tighter, and the two of them were fascinated by the tenderness between their lips.

………

After March, the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea.

Cihang, who was closing his eyes and practicing Zen, slowly opened his eyes and said to the boy beside him: "The mountain has been closed for a hundred years, but now it is only half, but there are distinguished guests here. This is the fate, go and open the mountain!"

"Yes, Empress."

The boy bowed and turned to leave with a green lamp.

"The Empress has an order, and she will open the mountain immediately!"

As the boy's tender voice rang out, the fog in the entire purple bamboo forest cleared, and paths clearly appeared.

Xiao Chen and Xue Yan, who were standing quietly at the gate of the mountain, looked at each other and moved forward hand in hand.

The two of them set out from the Human Emperor's Church, traveled all the way, and stopped and took three months to arrive in the South China Sea. During this period, Xiao Chen also considered the ban on the ban on the closure of the Purple Bamboo Forest for a hundred years, but he could not take much care of it.

Some things must be discussed with Cihang and Tongtian.

"Please, please, the Empress has been waiting for you in Xinguan for a long time!"

A boy walked out quietly from the depths of the clouds and mist, and held the courtesy very respectfully.

Xiao Chen chuckled: "I am helpless and lead the way!"

Along the way, the three of them were surrounded by stars. Wherever they saw, the birds and beasts were flying, lively and elegant, and every move was in line with the way of nature. Xue Yan was so happy that she wanted to go up and tease her for a few times.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the three of them arrived at a bamboo temple.

The bamboo view is purple and jade all over, and is only a hall of size. However, it is exquisite and exquisite, square and in a proper manner. Although it is simple, it has a kind of beautiful charm that is naturally achieved by a magical craftsman.

"Please, please, two donors, I won't go in."

The boy tidied up the green-clothed man, which was wet by the rain and dew, and asked Xiao Chen with a respectful look on his face.

"Okay, I'll give this to you!"

Xiao Chen was about to take a step when he suddenly thought of something, and took out a bottle of elixir from his arms and handed it to the boy.

"No!"

The boy hurriedly refused, but was slandering in his heart. How could he be poor? He wanted to buy me with some mortal pills. It was ridiculous.

"You might as well take a look at making a decision!"

When the boy heard this, he pulled the plug open with a little hesitation. Suddenly, the rich spiritual energy penetrated into the tip of his nose, and his whole body felt like he was falling into fog.

"This is the Eternal Dragon Heart Pill!"

The boy was shocked, and he still had some eyes. The eternal dragon heart pill, the white bones of life and death, are just small paths. The most important thing is to add one hundred years of Taoism, fifty years of cultivation, and three hundred years of life. It can be said to be the holy product in the elixir.

"Donor, this!"

The boy looked up, but found that the figures of the two were gone. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he hurriedly stuffed the pill into his cuff.

As soon as he entered the bamboo temple, Xiao Chen saw Taoist Cihang sitting upright on the jade mat with a smile on his face, "Senior, I am bothering me this time!"

"It's okay, it's okay, sit down."

Cihang pointed to the left and two jade mats suddenly appeared.

Xiao Chen and Xue Yan looked at each other and sat down slowly.

"Xiao Chen, I just think you will come. As for the purpose of coming, I don't know what to do, so I have to explain in detail!"

Cihang pointed his fingers and two cups of jade wine floated over gently.

"There are some things that I have to say to my senior."

Xiao Chen took a sip, then turned to a deep thought, and organized his words in his heart.

"The first thing is about the Shura tribe!"

Xiao Chen told all his experiences and guesses. The more Ci Hang heard, his face became more and more serious, and finally he fell into deep thought.

"Let me calculate it."

Cihang took out a dozen bamboo sticks from his sleeves, muttered something, and turned his hand and all the bamboo sticks stood upright with a thud, wisps of green air constantly spreading.

A string of light words appeared in the sky: "Ziwu ox, dangyang grass, go back late."

These nine-character murderous aura soared into the sky, destroying the peace of Zhuguan completely. The black evil aura, like a ball of ink blood, boiled in the middle of Zhuguan, with a thorny sound.

"Not good!"

Cihang, who had always been calm, also changed his expression rapidly. He pinched his fingers repeatedly, and the faster he pinched his fingers, the more he became, the more panicked he became.

‘So that’s it, it’s so calculating!”
To be continued...