Chapter 1216 Return

In the place of preaching, the news of Su Zimo's appearance quickly spread throughout the cultivation world.

In the depths of a mountain bamboo forest, a simple wooden house is located.

"It is a pity that my brother Su, in order to establish martial arts, changed the lives of the world, and was so tired that his life was exhausted!"

At the door of the wooden house, a cold-looking man leaned back, shook his head slightly, and sighed, "I don't know if it is worth it."

In the wooden house, a woman in white shirt came out, holding a bowl of steaming soup and handed it to the man.

Men naturally took over.

The woman in a white shirt sat next to the man, looking at the man's face, looking pitifully, and blamefully said, "Also say he, aren't you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

The man asked in amazement.

The woman in white shirt said, "The nine-turn rebirth, you gave it to me, and your own Yuanshen scar hasn't healed yet ..."

After a short pause, the woman in white shirt pouted and asked, "Is it worth it?"

"Haha!"

The man laughed, drank the soup in the bowl, and said, "Of course it is worth it. For some years, someone has been taking care of me, and Zongmen has not returned!"

"you……"

The woman in the white shirt turned red, with a look of shame, and lightly struck the man's shoulder.

But immediately, the white-shirted woman looked sad and sighed again, and said, "Yuan Shen's injury is the hardest to heal, and I don't know if I can find any solution."

"I can't find it."

The man muttered.

"nonsense!"

The woman in white shirt frowned: "The damage of Yuan Shen can't be healed, your cultivation is difficult to improve, and the combat power is greatly reduced, how can this be done!"

"My Yuan Shen's wound is healed, you will go back."

The man seemed to ask casually.

The woman in white shirt smiled, and there was a touch of soft color in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, the man was worried about this.

She snuggled softly beside the man and murmured: "You can rest assured, the so-called Xianmen, the people there have made me completely chill, I will never go back."

Bailianmen.

Jiuhuo could stand at the gate of the hall, listening to the news from his disciples for a long time.

"Master, grief."

Akashiro Tao said: "Uncle He left the martial arts heritage. Even if he died, he would be considered a good end. There is no regret."

Extreme fire silence.

Even though he had seen life and death, but heard the news that Su Zimo Shouyuan was about to die, there was still a sorrow in his heart.

Dragon Tiger Court.

"what!"

The Lord of the Tigers and Tigers stood up tensely, his heart was agitated, his eyes were magnificent, and he stared intently at the disciples below. Shen Sheng asked: "Are you sure that Wu Wu has only fifty years to live?"

"It's true!"

The Longhu Pavilion monk nodded and said, "It's not just me. Outside Sanjie, many monks have found out. It's never wrong!"

"So it ’s going to die soon?"

The Sovereign of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion sat back slowly, and there was still some doubt in his looks.

Since the annihilation of the six combined powers more than ten years ago, the word Arama has been scaring him all these years, and he couldn't sleep well when he slept!

He was afraid that one day, Wu Wu suddenly stepped into the realm of law and came to the door!

Over the years, he even dreamed of such a scene!

According to the elder Taizong of the Zongmen, if the deserted martial arts stepped into the realm of law, no one could resist it!

But now, just over a dozen years ago, the news that Shuangyuan Shouyuan was about to die suddenly came, and the Lord of the Tigers and Tigers couldn't believe it.

This frightening enemy, who was so restless and frightened, was dying?

"metropolitan?"

The monk underneath groaned a little and asked, "Will it be a deceitful trick that this desolate army knows to confuse us?"

"It's not necessary."

Dragon Tiger Pavilion Lord shook his head to deny.

After a short pause, the Sovereign of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion said, "However, after all, Huang Wu hasn't died yet, and he has fifty years left! This means that he still has a chance to step into the state of law!"

"If he stepped into the realm of law and Shou Yuan soared to 10,000 years, he would live!"

"This is impossible."

Next to the Sovereign of Dragon Tiger Pavilion, an elder of Zongmen shook his head and said, "Don't say that he only has 50 years of Shou Yuan. Even if he has 500 years of Shou Yuan, it is difficult to break through the realm.

"That being said, I'm still not assured."

The Sovereign of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion squinted his eyes, and condensed, "After all, he is a barbarous army, a barbarous army that stands up! It is not unusual for him to happen!"

"what's your plan?"

The elder Zongmen asked.

"Go check the news again and see what action Wuerang will take next."

The Sovereign of the Dragon Tiger Court said: "If there is a chance, kill him! After all, he has fifty years of life left, and cannot give him any chance!"

"Master, aren't you afraid to offend the Mahayana ancestor behind him?"

The elder Zongmen frowned: "In the beginning, the six combined powers to encircle the deserted martial arts were already wicked with it. Now that you have shot again, I am afraid there is no room for maneuver between the deserted martial arts."

"Humph!"

The Sovereign Dragon Tiger Pavilion sneered and said, "Elder Sun, you are too brave! My shot this time is completely justified, and even the Mahayana ancestor behind the deserted martial arts, I cannot be angry with me!"

"Wan Wu is still returning to the virtual world. I will send the monks to return to the virtual world this time, and they will come home to challenge them. This is not a bully!"

Elder Zongmen shook his head and said nothing.

Although he was an elder of Longhu Pavilion, he also secretly murmured in his heart.

Barbara is indeed returning to the realm, but it is already 4,950 years old, Shou Yuan is about to run out, his blood and blood are declining, and he has almost no combat power.

Now, I am afraid that a casual returnee can kill him!

This is Yang Mou!

"The deserted warrior is at the bottom of the burial dragon valley, and there are fifty years of life left. It is estimated that it will not come out again."

Elder Longhuge shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that even if you have this mindset, you have no chance."

"I won't force it."

The Lord of the Tigers and Tigers waved his hand and said, "If you don't have a chance, I can't go to the bottom of Dragon Valley to kill people."

...

The bottom of the dragon valley was buried.

Su Zimo returned to this familiar courtyard.

The old sad monk awaited there early.

The two old men looked at each other.

Su Zimo suddenly laughed.

His condition seems to be worse than the old monk of Yuanbei!

This proves that at least the remaining Shouyuan of the old monk is more than fifty years old.

Looking at Su Zimo's smile, the old sad monk couldn't laugh.

"Tired, go to sleep well."

The old sad monk sighed softly.

"it is good."

Su Zimo nodded and agreed.

He has never rested in these years.

The deduction in the stone statue cemetery, even if exhausted, is only a nap.

Now, returning to the bottom of the funeral dragon valley, letting go of everything, he can finally get a good sleep.

Su Zimo walked into the hall, fell to the ground, went back deep, breathing calmly.

The old sad monk turned around and returned to the cemetery in the backyard.

The red-haired ghost grinned, looking proud, and said, "This is the number of lives. When this kid's Qinglian really marries, he will just be my dragon!"

(End of this chapter)