Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 407
The scorching sun scorched the earth and all creatures on it, and there was no breath of wind in the air. The willow trees on the side of the road were listlessly hanging down their branches, and the asphalt road would burn your feet when you stepped on it.

Looking at the image of Hong Qingyun in the South Island villa appearing in front of the screen with an extremely gloomy face, in front of the other seven or eight split-screen images, the envoys of the Heavenly Alliance in the spiritual world are sitting upright, as cold as in an ice cellar.

"Let's talk about it, let's see how to deal with this matter?" Hong Qingyun stared coldly at the few people on the screen, and the cold air was transmitted to other screens through a voice without the slightest emotion.

Everyone's eyes flickered for a while, and they naturally also saw the live broadcast just now, and they still haven't fully recovered from the nervousness caused by Xiaonan's demon-like terrifying force.

Being stared at by Hong Qingyun like this, the assassin felt guilty for a while.

Seeing that Hong Qingyun's face became more and more gloomy, Chen Dongluo, the envoy of the Qingcheng faction, hesitated for a moment, then cautiously cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother Hong, the day after tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and it may be inconvenient for the various factions to coordinate at this time. Let him go for a while?"

Although most of the people hated imitation Xiaonan to the extreme, those who could cultivate to the psychic state were definitely cunning and life-saving people.It's okay to come up with a strategy, but to be the first to strike, it's better to stand back.

Before, they only regarded Fang Xiaonan as a person with a slightly faster cultivation speed in the lower cultivation world. They didn't win the first chance to meet and kill Fang Xiaonan like Zhang Tianyu. opportunity.But then, Fang Xiaonan's shocking performance that almost swept the Kunlun faction made them all feel like they had survived the catastrophe.

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

"Senior brother Hong, our responsibility is to control the various factions to investigate the secret places and fight against the evil cultivators in the lower world. At this moment when we are not stable, is it not appropriate to go to war for this kid?" Yang Yun of Tianxing Sect took a deep breath. He looked at Hong Qingyun anxiously and said.

In the Tianfeng tomb, with two white and slender legs, she was wearing a pair of orange and white flip-flops, a pair of orange flower-colored underpants, and a white short T-shirt. Capturing but not killing, Yang Yun faintly felt a little weird feeling, after finishing speaking, a faint flush appeared on his face.

On the beautiful face of Xu Xiling from Lingyunmen, upon hearing this, there was a strange faint smile on her face, she nodded, and said: "Fang Xiaonan's strength is extraordinary, we need to re-evaluate, the Chinese New Year is only two days away, It’s not easy to make any big moves; we’d better wait until after the fifteenth year of next year, and then make a long-term plan.”

"That's right!" When Xu Xiling came forward to say this, everyone was secretly relieved and nodded.

"However, we can't let them live too peacefully!" Chen Dongluo saw that Hong Qingyun seemed to be hesitant, and said carefully: "Just pass on the imitation of Xiao Nan to the immortal king, who has become a heinous big devil. Spread the rumors about it, and use it to put pressure on the guard house, to see if they dare to cover up Xiaonan!"

After pondering for a while, Hong Qingyun nodded slowly, and said coldly: "Okay, this matter will be according to what Dong Luo said, and everyone will tell the subordinate sect to do it after the fifteenth day of next year."

In the northeast, a blue-black cliff stands high in the cold and continuous mountains, surrounded by many hills, and the huge mountain stream between the mountains looks very dark and deep.Although the mountain is covered by lush forests, there is even a feeling of being on a flat ground when walking to the front of the mountain, without the steepness from a distance at all.

The well-known Luohunya General Altar is located in this deep and quiet mountain.The wispy mist in the mountains and the endless mountains give people the feeling of being in the deep mountains away from the noise of the world - this environment is not much better than Kunlun Qingcheng.

The night was fading away, the bright moon moved westward, but the main hall of Luohunya was brightly lit.

"I, Zhao Xuanlong, have made an oath that those who are stained with the blood of my disciples will pay with their lives!" Zhao Xuanlong rolled his eyes, tears filled his eyes, and said, "From now on, my life, Zhao Xuanlong, belongs to the king! If there is any order, Zhao Xuanlong A certain person will definitely die!"

Then he turned his head and shouted, "Bring the wine!"

I saw a man coming out from behind holding a large jar of wine, Zhao Xuanlong took out a large bowl, the man opened the mud seal of the wine jar and filled the bowl with wine, Zhao Xuanlong respectfully brought the wine bowl in front of Fang Xiaonan: "Representative Zhao Xuanlong Those who survived that day thanked your lord for his help and avenged their vengeance, please drink this wine to the full!"

"For the first three cups, we should respect Li Qing and the other five brothers who can't even enter reincarnation after using the red blood burning soul!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!Fang Xiaonan stepped forward and picked up the wine jar and poured three big bowls of wine, the light yellow liquid splashed all over the table, and the aroma of the wine overflowed.

Fang Xiaonan lifted the wine over his head one by one, and then slowly poured it in front of his body, the wine seeped into the green bricks and got wet.

Finally, he picked up another bowl of wine, raised it to his mouth, gurgled, and drank it all in one go.

Luohunya secretly brewed good wine, and everyone drank it with their heads up. The residual wine gushing from the corners of everyone's mouths flowed down their chins and necks into their chests.

After drinking bowls of wine, everyone's body felt like being scalded by a branding iron from the chest to the depths of the stomach, and a coolness from the outside of the body passed from the Tiantu acupoint on the throat down to the Xuanji and Zhongwan acupoints. It was so cold to the Shenque acupoint where the eyes were squeezed, the two streams of hot and cold wine surged, merged, merged and entwined at the dantian, burning everyone's face and eyes red all of a sudden.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After drinking for three rounds, everyone held up their wine bowls and threw them on the ground vigorously. The wine bowls were smashed to pieces, and a large piece of pottery was spread on the ground.

"The soul is gone, the soul is leaving, the misty yellow spring is fascinated by impermanence..." I don't know who sang the soul-calling song of Luohunya, "Long Lovesickness-Leaving Soul".The sound of each sentence was like a hammer hitting an anvil, hitting everyone's heart heavily.

Luohunya and other monks were all excited, and the heat instantly spread throughout their bodies like an electric shock. Everyone's chest was filled with passion, and their diaphragms moved up and down. Even Fang Xiaonan unconsciously followed the crowd, singing high or low:
"The soul is gone, the soul is gone, the misty yellow spring is impermanent, and the night light is there or not. The spirit is illusory, the spirit is scattered, and there is no need to forget the pain and joy..."

The monks of Luohun Cliff sang repeatedly, each sentence expressing deep emotion.

Dark clouds are rolling in the western sky, wow!A thunder blasted the sky, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!The heavy rain poured down, and the cliff, the main altar, and all the monks were all wrapped in the white rain and fog, and they couldn't see at all...

suddenly!

It can be said that without warning, a blue lightning split out from the sky, in which there seemed to be a tiny electric spark, which shot into the palace for some reason, and hit the yin and yang spirit on Fang Xiaonan's chest silently.

"Hiss!" Immediately, as if stimulated by the Yin-Yang Consonance, countless tiny electric sparks flickered and spread on Fang Xiaonan's body, but no one could see it through the clothes.

There was only a burst of faintly visible fine gray smoke escaping, which immediately dried up and purified into a white gray mist, which disappeared after two strokes.

As soon as Fang Xiaonan grabbed the Yin-Yang Lingxi, he immediately felt that the aura in his body was a little out of control.At the moment, he didn't dare to continue drinking, and immediately returned to the room where he usually practiced.

The aura in his body was churning more and more, making him tremble a little, and he even felt like he was about to be burned. Fang Xiaonan's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly locked the room, sat down and started the cycle.

This is a completely different practice from the past. Fang Xiaonan felt the agitation of the aura in his body, as if he was looking for a breakthrough.He went on and on and on and on and on and on, and it seemed the only way to ease the agitation in him.

I don't know how long it has passed, Fang Xiaonan can only feel a kind of suffocation, the true energy has been unable to vent, it seems that there is a lack of venting.

If he doesn't perform the cycle, he will feel his meridians are about to burn, but if he continues to practice, he can only feel that the aura in his dantian is getting thicker and thicker.

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

Although Fang Xiaonan didn't open his eyes, he was overjoyed in his heart. The relaxed feeling let him know that he finally broke through to the upper level of psychic.

Suddenly, a fresh aura rose from his dantian again, and this aura instantly broke through his Chengling acupoint and reached the divine court.

A relaxed and comfortable feeling came to my heart, so comfortable, Fang Xiaonan groaned subconsciously.

He didn't open his eyes. He had always vaguely felt that there were still some spiritual senses that were not very flexible, but they were instantly clear.There seemed to be more memories in his mind, and Fang Xiaonan was shocked. It seems that after this time, all hidden dangers have been completely eliminated?

All the memories of Mr. Changsheng have no obstacles, and they will all be used by him.

Sure enough, more and more things flooded Fang Xiaonan's mind, and he immediately knew that it seemed to be true, he had really recovered himself, and these were indeed all the memories of the Ninth Lord Changsheng.

The memories of Lord Changsheng flooded in like a tide. From the beginning as a simple boy in a mountain village to his path of cultivation against the sky, the scenes became clear one by one...

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, when people thought that what happened yesterday had temporarily come to an end, but in the early morning, a new rumor was spreading.

Hearing this rumor, many people were shocked. Does this mean that they don't want people to have a good New Year?
But those smart people smiled wryly and shook their heads; in order to suppress Fang Xiaonan, some people really did all kinds of tricks!
(End of this chapter)