My Taoist buddy has practiced surrogacy

Chapter 1362 Chunxi
That is the unique mark of the direct disciples of the Medical Immortal Valley.

Late at night, the dungeon was silent. Zhou Xing deliberately knocked over the candlestick, and the fire illuminated everything around him. Ling Xue quietly walked to Zhou Xing and secretly used a golden needle to clear his meridians.

The moment their fingertips touched, a strange feeling spread throughout their bodies. Zhou Xing and Ling Xue's pupils trembled at the same time, and they sensed the familiar demonic fluctuations in each other's spiritual power.

"You...are you from the Haoqing Sect?" Zhou Xing asked softly.

Ling Xue's eyes widened. She didn't expect Zhou Xing to be able to detect it. "You too..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of patrolling soldiers came from a distance. Ling Xue quickly withdrew her hand, and the two pretended nothing had happened.

Ling Xue was allowed to participate in the consultation on Zhou Xing's injuries as a divine doctor in the Medical Immortal Valley. When she felt Zhou Xing's pulse, she deliberately sealed his Dantian with a icy spirit needle.

"Why are you doing this?" Zhou Xing was shocked and asked.

Ling Xue sneered, "Although I don't know why you have fallen into this situation, but you have the poison 'Soul Lock' in your body. If you don't seal your Dantian, your life will be in danger."

Zhou Xing's heart trembled. He knew that Ling Xue was right. "Then how can we detoxify?"

Ling Xue frowned, "This 'Soul Locking' poison is extremely difficult to treat. We need to go to Yaowang Mountain to collect herbs and make an antidote."

The two disguised themselves and sneaked into Yaowang Mountain. However, soon after they entered Yaowang Mountain, they were ambushed by Beiyan's secret guards.

In the chaos, Zhou Xing was shot in the left shoulder in order to protect Ling Xue. Seeing this, Ling Xue's eyes flashed with panic. She tore open Zhou Xing's bloodstained sleeves, but found that the wound revealed the magic pattern unique to the disciples of the Haoqing Sect.

"You are indeed from the Haoqing Sect." Ling Xue said to herself.

The rain was pouring down, and the two took shelter in a dilapidated temple. Ling Xue developed a high fever due to the rain, and her mumbling revealed the secret.

"The ninth thousandth calamity... Twin Soul Seals..." Zhou Xing was shocked when he heard these words. He used his magic energy to probe Ling Xue's sea of ​​consciousness and found the seal deep in her consciousness.

"Ling Xue, what secrets do you have?" Zhou Xing was full of doubts.

With his wisdom and courage, Zhou Xing successfully pretended to be dead and deceived everyone in Beiyan. With the help of Ling Xue, he left Beiyan in a coffin.

On the way back home, they were ambushed by the rebels. Zhou Xing activated the buried sword in the coffin with magic patterns, and the shadow of Yinglong appeared where the sword pointed.

"This...what's going on?" Ling Xue asked in surprise.

Zhou Xing shook his head. "I don't know either, but it seems that this sword is not simple."

After a fierce battle, they repelled the rebels. After returning to the palace, Zhou Xing began his battle to seize the throne. At a palace banquet, he was given poisoned wine.

Ling Xue dug out three strands of blood from her heart in public to help Zhou Xing detoxify. Her white robe was stained with blood, but she smiled and said, "The debt that the Medical Immortal Valley owes to the Demon Sect should be repaid."

Zhou Xing was touched, "Ling Xue, why are you helping me?"

Ling Xue looked at him, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes. "I don't know either, maybe this is our fate."

Later, they found the last will of the previous emperor in a secret room. The will revealed Zhou Xing's true identity, and it turned out that he was an orphan of the previous dynasty. Ling Xue's jade pendant could actually open the mechanism of the secret room.

"Is this a coincidence, or is there something else going on?" Zhou Xing pondered in his heart.

When Zhou Xing was practicing the Cang Long Jue, he became possessed. His body was out of control and the demonic energy in his body surged wildly.

Seeing this, Ling Xue forcibly sealed his Du Meridian with the Ice Soul Needle. However, this action caused the resonance of their spiritual power, and the Twin Lotus Seal appeared on their palms.

"What is this?" Zhou Xing asked in surprise.

Ling Xue was also at a loss, "I don't know, but I feel that the connection between us is closer."

At this time, the Medical Immortal Valley sent a death warrant, requiring Ling Xue to return to the valley to stand trial. After Zhou Xing learned the news, he broke into the forbidden area of ​​the Medical Immortal Valley at night.

In the Wan Gu Cave, Zhou Xing saw Ling Xue with an iron chain piercing her collarbone. He felt a sharp pain in his heart and swung his sword to cut off the black iron chain.

"Ling Xue, I'll take you away." Zhou Xing said.

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing, her eyes full of emotion. At this moment, the inscription on the altar appeared, revealing the secret that the ninth thousandth calamity required the dual cultivators to sacrifice their souls.

"So that's how it is. Our fate was determined from the very beginning." Zhou Xing said.

The Northern Yan army is approaching, and the country is in danger. Zhou Xing decides to lead the army himself, while Ling Xue uses her own essence and blood to refine a barrier-breaking pill to help Zhou Xing improve his strength.

On the battlefield, Zhou Xing awakened the true body of Yinglong, and he rushed towards the enemy with great power. However, his dragon horn was injured by the enemy's formation.

Upon seeing this, Ling Xue used the Ice Soul Needle without hesitation to nail half of Zhou Xing's soul into his heart, prolonging his life.

"Ling Xue, you..." Zhou Xing was so moved that he was speechless.

The two found the ancient altar in the ruins of the battlefield. They discovered that they needed to transfer half of their cultivation to each other in order to activate the reversal formation.

Zhou Xing looked at Ling Xue, "Ling Xue, you will be in danger if you do this."

Ling Xue smiled and said, "We no longer have any choice."

So, the two began to cultivate each other. The three thousand black hairs turned into snow, and the blood-colored lotus blossomed in the void. The small world began to collapse, and a huge roar broke the silence.

In the void, Zhou Xing and Ling Xue woke up. They were surrounded by nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine entangled thunderbolts, as if telling of the hardships they had experienced.

The two put their palms together and found the mark of fellow disciples deep in each other's souls. The ice crystal collar on Ling Xue's neck and Zhou Xing's dragon-patterned jade pendant suddenly merged into a yin-yang fish pendant.

"It seems that we are destined to go through these disasters together." Zhou Xing said.

Ling Xue nodded, "Yes, we are from the same sect, and we will ascend to the upper realm together."

As time went by, the thunderbolts around them gradually subsided. After experiencing countless hardships, they finally ushered in a new beginning. And all this is just the beginning of their 9,999 tribulations, and there are more challenges waiting for them in the future. They will join hands to embark on the road to ascension, and write their own legend in this long tribulation.

The blood moon was hanging high in the sky, like a huge blood eye, coldly overlooking this cruel continent. In the Haoqing Sect, Zhou Xing stood in front of the ascension platform, his body covered in blood. The previous battle for promotion had exhausted his strength. The nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tribulations were like sharp blades, tearing open his soul at this moment, resonating with the pain of the small world.

"Zhou Xing, you are a talented disciple of the Haoqing Sect of the Demon Sect. Now in this first calamity, you will become a tyrant who suffers a lot in this Canglan Kingdom." A voice sounded in his mind from the void. It was the announcement of calamity.

Zhou Xing resisted the tearing feeling in his soul and slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was an unfamiliar palace. Before he could react, a noisy sound came from outside the palace. A group of palace maids and eunuchs came in, surrounded by a human puppet-like figure. It was the substitute of the original body.

Zhou Xing's heart moved, and he deliberately showed his brutality in front of everyone, and killed the substitute with his own hands. Blood splashed on Ling Xue's skirt. She was slightly startled, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but soon she regained her composure. As night fell, Zhou Xing came to the Imperial Garden. Under the moonlight, Ling Xue was squatting in a corner of the garden, holding a dagger in her hand, digging something on the ground. Zhou Xing quietly approached and saw that she was burying some wound medicine.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Xing suddenly asked.

Ling Xue was startled and almost dropped the dagger in her hand. She looked up at Zhou Xing, a hint of vigilance flashing in her eyes. "Your Majesty, I was just... just admiring the moon."

Zhou Xing sneered, "Do you need medicine to bury your wounds for moon-watching?"

Ling Xue bit her lip, not knowing how to answer. At this moment, Zhou Xing suddenly discovered a special mark on her wrist, which was a unique mark for disciples of the Haoqing Sect.

"You...you are from the Haoqing Sect?" Zhou Xing asked in surprise.

Ling Xue's eyes widened. She didn't expect Zhou Xing to recognize this mark. "You too..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of patrolling soldiers came from a distance. Ling Xue quickly covered Zhou Xing's mouth, and the two hid in the flowers nearby.

"Don't make any noise. If we are discovered, we will all die." Ling Xue said softly.

Zhou Xing nodded, but his heart was stirred. He didn't expect to meet a fellow disciple in this small world.

The atmosphere in the court of Canglan Kingdom was so oppressive that it made people breathless. The regent stood at the head of the ministers with a smug look on his face, holding a cup of poisoned wine in his hand.

"Your Majesty, this is fine wine tributed by the frontier, specially presented to you." The Regent said sarcastically.

Zhou Xing looked at the cup of poisoned wine, knowing that this was the Regent's conspiracy. He deliberately picked up the cup and drank it all. When the poisoned wine went down his throat, he felt a sharp pain, and the spiritual power in his body instantly went out of control.

"Your Majesty..." Ling Xue shouted anxiously from the side.

Zhou Xingqiang endured the pain and used the opportunity of his spiritual power to repel the assassin. Afterwards, he used thunderous means to massacre the three dukes and nine ministers, eliminating those who had evil intentions.

On a rainy night, Ling Xue sneaked into the cold palace. In a dark corner, she found the deposed prince. The prince was covered with scars and lay weakly on the ground.

Ling Xue took out the antidote she developed and fed it to the prince. At this moment, Zhou Xing appeared.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Xing asked coldly.

Ling Xue stood up and faced Zhou Xing. "Your Majesty, I am not only the substitute queen, but also an abandoned disciple of Medicine King Valley. I have my own mission."

Zhou Xing sneered, "Mission? Don't you know the consequences of going against me?"

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing fearlessly, "Your Majesty, there are some things you don't understand. This world is not as simple as you see it."

As the two men were facing each other, a spy came in hastily and presented a piece of intelligence, which showed that an epidemic was spreading in the northern border.

Zhou Xing and Ling Xue looked at each other and decided to go to the northern border together to deal with the epidemic crisis.

Zhou Xing led the army to the northern border in person. However, on the way, they encountered a crisis of food and grass burning. The army fell into a difficult situation and morale was low.

After learning about this, Ling Xue used her medical skills to seal the soldiers' seven emotions with golden needles, allowing them to temporarily forget their pain and fear. Then, she led a team of people and risked their lives to cross the desert to find water.

In the desert, Ling Xue went through untold hardships and finally found a source of water. She brought the water back to the barracks to alleviate the urgent need.

Zhou Xing and Ling Xue sat opposite each other in front of the sand table, simulating the battle situation together. Their fingertips accidentally touched each other, and a strange feeling spread throughout their bodies. In an instant, fragments of memories from their previous lives came flooding back like a tide.

"You... do you remember the ice lake of Haoqing Sect?" Zhou Xing asked softly.

Ling Xue's eyes widened. "How...how did you know?"

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the tent. It turned out that spies from the enemy country had sneaked into the military camp. Zhou Xing and Ling Xue immediately went out to check, only to see that Ling Xue had a knife on her neck.

Zhou Xing was extremely anxious. In order to save Ling Xue, he forcibly opened his magic pupil. However, this powerful force also made him pay a price, and a bloodstain burst out from the corner of his eye.

Thanks to Zhou Xing's efforts, the enemy's spy was subdued, and Ling Xue was saved from danger. After this storm, the relationship between the two seemed to be closer.

The celebration banquet was very lively. However, the Regent secretly put a poison in the wine. In order to protect Zhou Xing, Ling Xue blocked the poisoned wine for him.

The poison entered her body, and Ling Xue coughed up ice crystals. Her true essence began to dissipate, and her body became weaker and weaker. Zhou Xing was extremely anxious when he saw this. He ignored his own safety, cut open his Dantian, took out his life magic pill, and forcibly gave it to Ling Xue.

"Zhou Xing, you're crazy..." Ling Xue said weakly.

Zhou Xing hugged her tightly and said, "I won't let anything happen to you."

In order to find a way to cure the poison, the two broke into the underground palace of the previous dynasty. The underground palace was full of traps and ancient formations. They were trapped in it and looked for a way out.

In the process of breaking the formation, the two remembered the dual cultivation technique they had learned in the Haoqing Sect in their previous lives. They tried to use the technique and actually broke the formation.

However, just when they thought they had found a way to cure the poison, Ling Xue saw the truth about her being married off in a fantasy world. It turned out that she was the guardian of the time and space node, and because Zhou Xing's inner demon was about to devour the small world, she took the initiative to jump into this disaster.

"Zhou Xing, it turns out there is a reason for all this." Ling Xue felt mixed emotions.

Zhou Xing held her hand and said, "No matter what, we will face it together."

On the altar, the wind howled. Zhou Xing knew that his doom was approaching, so in order to protect Ling Xue, he activated the Star Reversal Formation, condensed his thousand years of cultivation into a heart-protecting mirror, and gave it to Ling Xue.

"Ling Xue, stay alive..." Zhou Xing said.

Ling Xue took the heart-protecting mirror and burst into tears. At this moment, the nine-fold thunder tribulation descended, and the thunder dragon rolled over, shattering Zhou Xing's dragon robe.

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing, her heart full of reluctance. She burned her soul and sang the soul-soothing ballad of the Haoqing Sect. Her hair turned snow-white in an instant, and she used the white hair as a guide to open a rift in time and space.

The two embraced each other in the thunder and fire, and the small world around them collapsed. At this critical moment, they passed on their magic and spiritual power to each other, and the twin soul seals of Haoqing Sect appeared behind them.

"Zhou Xing, we will definitely be able to go back." Ling Xue said firmly.

Zhou Xing hugged her tightly and said, "Okay, we will definitely go back."

According to the Canglan National History Book, the tyrant and the queen both died after a great battle. But in reality, they woke up in the void. Surrounding them were nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine entangled thunderbolts, as if telling of the hardships they had experienced.

The two men placed their palms together and discovered the mark of fellowship deep in each other's souls.