Magic Cultivation Survival Guide

Chapter 64 [066] Congealing Ceremony (2)

As the name suggests, people in red shirts like to wear red clothes. Today she is wearing a red chest-length skirt, half of her arms are swaying in the wind, and her black hair is pulled up high to reveal her slender and white neck. She is so noble that it is beyond comparison.The blossoming peonies at the corner of the skirt seemed real, and they bloomed slowly as she walked, exuding the nobility that belonged to the king of flowers.

In an instant, peonies began to rain outside Luoshen Temple, and the rich and intoxicating fragrance made people intoxicated.

Tu Xuejiao and Qi Xuan'er walked out slowly along with the red shirt.

"The red shirt welcomes the suzerain, fellow seniors, and guests from all over the world." The clear and clear voice was like a clear spring, and the coolness and refreshingness made people's heart beat.

As soon as the red shirt finished speaking, Tu Xuejiao gestured to all the Hongye Valley disciples present, and the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, led by Fang Rong who was standing at the front, a group of pink-clothed disciples slowly danced to the rain of peonies in the sky.

The dancing postures are neat and consistent, and the pink clothes flutter like butterflies flapping their wings, dancing and jumping among the peonies, which is pleasing to the eye.

Several black rays of light shot from the sky, the first one with great momentum drove Ulei to roll, followed by four with amazing momentum of different colors, followed closely behind.

In the blink of an eye, they all landed in front of the Luo Temple, and Hongshan bowed to the first person: "The suzerain's presence makes Hongshan very flattered, and Hongshan thanks you."

The man was wearing a black cloak, and even his head was hidden under the black hood. His aura around him was completely restrained. If he hadn't seen someone standing there clearly with his eyes, he wouldn't have felt the slightest aura of a person at all.

The red shirt looked at the dark emptiness under the hood that swallowed all the light. The past suzerains of the Nether Sect were quite mysterious, and no one knew their appearance. The suzerain was in charge of the formation spirits of the Nine Heavens Yin Sha Formation, and the successors were also selected by the formation spirits Send it to the suzerain for secret cultivation.

The current head of the Nether Sect has been in power for more than 500 years, and his cultivation is unfathomable. Because no one has ever fought with him, no one knows what his cultivation is.

All the suzerains of the Nether Sect are called Wuyuan, and what Hongshan is facing right now is the ninth Wuyuan.

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand to help the red shirt, "Red shirt doesn't need to be too polite." The voice sounded like a wronged soul crawling out of Jiuyou, and it pierced into the ears, making the whole body chill.

The red shirt general Wuyuan and the four people behind invited him to the high platform in front of the Luo Temple to watch the disciples dance. Afterwards, many black light rays came one after another. Hosted by Tu Xuejiao and Qi Xuan'er, they lead to the side hall to serve tea and wait for Hongshan to summon her.

Wuyuan sat on the top and looked at the dancing disciples without saying a word, Hongshan and others knew that the suzerain seldom talked, so they didn't feel restrained.

"Junior Sister Hong, I heard that you are going to accept apprentices again today. It seems that your Red Leaf Valley is about to rise! Then you need to take care of my Ghost Cave!"

The person who is talking is that in the Nether Sect, besides the suzerain Wu Yuan, who ranks second, Xuan Hun, the ghost cave master in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, is dressed in a dark green robe, decorated with vivid evil ghosts, and his whole body is full of ghostly aura. Lingering, even the wrinkled old face was covered with a layer of green light.

The red shirt smiled without saying a word, and filled Xuanhun with a cup of hot tea. The Ghost Cave Master is a very smiling tiger, and he usually smiles, but everyone in the sect knows that he is narrow-minded and likes behind-the-scenes people the most.

"Mysterious soul old ghost, if you want to talk about taking care of you, junior sister Hongshan must first take care of junior brother Yunqing, when will it be your turn to be an old rascal!" The middle-aged man in purple robe teased with a purple face.

As soon as Xuanhun heard it, he glanced ambiguously at the young man in white who hadn't moved his eyes from the red shirt since he came up, and said with a wretched smile: "Junior Buan Hai is right, I said Junior Sister Hongshan, back then you put on a cloud Junior Brother Qing founded the Red Leaf Valley together, and it took more than 50 years for Junior Brother Yunqing, who was originally cultivated above me and the sea of ​​burial, to re-congeal, you must make good compensation to Junior Brother Yunqing!"

The red shirt glanced at Mu Zanhai, who seemed calm but likes to meddle in other things, and finally his eyes fell on the young man in white beside him.

Gu Yunqing, taking the meaning of the clouds and the wind, liked the white clothes always with a calm and ethereal posture, coupled with that handsome face, it was because of this that the red shirt who was not sensible back then became his companion cultivator.

Many things happened later, this is no secret in the Nether Sect.

If it hadn't been for Hongshan's creation of "Fragrant Dance of Love", Gu Yunqing had absorbed Gu Yunqing's cultivation base and caused him to fail to conceive a baby, Gu Yunqing should be the second in the Nether Sect now.

Gu Yunqing looked at Hongshan affectionately, Hongshan's eyes were calm, and she didn't regret what happened back then.

"I heard that you took in a disciple with a pure yin body, why didn't you see him today?" Gu Yunqing's tone seemed very familiar, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

Hongshan smiled lightly, and replied with the same tone: "That child is motivated, and has been locked up in the red building for the selection of the inner door. He will come later."

Gu Yunqing nodded and said: "It's a pity that Mo Chen is not a pure yang body, otherwise I will make a good friend with you, and let me see if the exercise we created at the beginning can be successful."

The two chatted indifferently, without any grievances, so that Xuanhun and Mu Zanhai looked at each other in blank dismay. They both looked at each other, and they both remembered that this was the first time since that incident happened between Hongshan and Yunqing. The first time we met, it seemed that there was no strangeness or embarrassment at all.

"Why didn't you see the killing god of Qisha? Could it be that he has no face?" Mu Zanghai asked with a suppressed smile.

"Humph!"

As soon as Mu Zanghai finished speaking, a cold snort came from the sky. Everyone raised their eyes and saw a blood-red sword light approaching in the distance like a rainbow, splitting the sky, leaving behind a dazzling blood.

Fresh blood poured down like rain from the abyss of blood. The disciples who were dancing in front of the Luo Temple were splashed with stinky blood and ran away screaming.

"Evil star!" Xuanhun spat, his tone full of dissatisfaction, the Qisha of the blood evil sect relied on his high cultivation base and strong combat power, and never put other five veins in his eyes, even standing in front of them is still superior , disgusting.

The red shirt has a good temper, she greeted Qisha politely and sat down, flicking her long sleeves, the rain of blood disappeared without a trace, even the blood on the disciples was wiped off, she gave Tu Xuejiao a wink, Tu Xuejiao directed the disciples to continue dancing.

Jin Ling in the crowd was pushed and shoved towards the square. There were all Nascent Souls here. She didn't dare to let go of her consciousness, so she could only use her left eye to look at the middle-aged man in black who couldn't be ignored on the high platform.

With a face as sharp as a knife cut by an axe, dark skin, a tall and majestic figure, hanging his left arm like Yeli, wrapped in layers of black cloth strips, covered with a layer of red-black metallic luster, always They all exude a tyrannical and murderous atmosphere, making people feel as if they are being torn apart at a glance.

After the formation was rearranged, Jin Ling had no choice but to look away and continue dancing, thinking, this blood demon sect master is really extraordinary.

Qisha sat proudly at the place where Hongshan was originally sitting, next to suzerain Wuyuan, Wuyuan glanced at him and didn't say much, Hongshan knew his temper well, and suzerain also wanted to tolerate, she didn't want to make any troubles , and silently sat next to Gu Yunqing.

"Today is a good day for Junior Sister Hongshan. I don't think Senior Brother Qisha is here to congratulate, but rather to smash things!" Mu Zanghai suddenly realized that he would have tolerated it on weekdays, but today, he decided to We must humiliate and humiliate this arrogant evil star!
(End of this chapter)