Jian Wushuang didn't interrupt his memory, he felt that there was a certain connection in it.

He breathed for a moment, and then continued, "I was alone, living in the heavens, and accidentally came to a heaven with plenty of power, where I saw an immortal who could reach the sky, opening a dojo and talking After discussing the Dao, I also sat down and listened to the Dao, and soon I was immersed in his argument."

"He assured us that as long as he joins his seat, the talented top cultivation will surely be in the position of eternal immortality within one Chinese year. Even if it is not the top cultivation, it will give birth to immortal roots within several Chinese years. Reach unimaginable heights."

"Under that forum, there were more than a hundred thousand top repairs with him, and I was one of them."

"I thought this was a road with a bright future, but I never thought that this road of spiritual practice would make me unstoppable."

Speaking of this, Jian Wushuang and others were already able to guess the outline.

The person Ding Xiu spoke of must be the black robe Dayan Immortal Youyun. He wandered through the heavens and opened the dojo, attracting waves of Ding Xiu and even Yanxian to follow him.

Then he was taken to his lair and absorbed the origin to strengthen himself.

And the result was naturally as Jian Wushuang thought. After Youyun brought them back here, he exposed his fangs, bound them, and absorbed the origin, but the process was more cruel.

"After the old dog brought us here, he no longer concealed it. He directly divided us into three, six or nine classes."

"The lowest rank, the base is very huge, there are tens of thousands, the old dog directly slaughtered them to death, made every monk into a soul amber, and distributed it to the middle rank monks for them. absorb."

"And after the middle-level monks were forced to ingest these soul ambers, their strength has been rapidly improved, but waiting for them are the highest-level top cultivators."

"The old dog did the same, and slaughtered the middle-level monks to death, and made the soul amber to provide the highest-level top repairers."

"And I, because of my unique talents, was classified to the highest level, and I would consume 100,000 soul ambers every 10,000 years."

"During this period, my realm greatly increased and I successfully broke through to Yanxian, and there were more than fifty people in the same situation as me."

"However, what awaits us is something more cruel. Only then did I know that even if you become an immortal, it is just a pawn."

There was a bit of bitterness in his eyes, and at the same time the fairy body was rapidly drying up and was about to die.

"After becoming a fairy, I thought I would have the ability to compete with him, but I didn't expect to return to the sky. We were all made into futons by more than fifty of us, sucking our fairy source day and night. "

"This situation has lasted for several years, and all those who have been drained of the source of the immortal source have been made into slaves of the dead immortal for him to drive.

"And in order not to be made a slave by him, I frantically devoured the rest of the immortal source, and lived to the end, and I also escaped the devil's cave while he was leaving."

"I was thinking of staying away from this place completely, but I didn't expect that my Xianyuan was completely broken and there was no possibility of survival. If I didn't meet an adult today, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to say all these things."

When he said this, he was faint and dying.

"This old thing is really a beast. For his own sake, so many repairs have been lost in vain. It should be a thousand cuts!"

Fengshan said bitterly, and then coldly looked at Shu Yang on the side.

"Look at what I do. I don't have any intersection with him. I just heard something," Shu Yang quickly explained, "You didn't see that guy even wanted to start."

"Then why are you in the same camp?" Fengshan asked again.

Shuyang's complexion was a little embarrassed, and then he said with a serious face, "I have no comment on this, but since that Youyun dares to do something to me, then I will have him die under my gun!"

Feng Shan nostril snorted, and then stopped speaking. In his opinion, even Shu Yang's all-out effort could not compare to Jian Wushuang's hand.

Jian Wushuang slowly squatted down, looking at Yanxian in front of him, and said, "I've been tired for so long, so it's time for a good sleep."

Reluctantly opening his shriveled eyelids, Na Yanxian smiled reluctantly, "Thank you, sir, it's time to get a good night's sleep. From the day I found my wife to the present, I haven't had a good night's sleep. Now I can finally Sleep..."

"What's the name of your sect?" Jian Wushuang asked in a soft voice, this was exactly what he asked on a whim.

It seemed that he was opening the dusty memory, and finally he slowly said, "My lord, it is called Shangqing Pavilion. It is located in Qingzhou in a very distant heaven. The scenery is very good. The masters and mothers are very kind to me. It is a pity. After all, I won't see them for the last time."

After speaking these last words, Na Yanxian finally fell, and the immortal body that had long been unable to support directly turned into a withered bone and dispersed with the wind.

Jian Wushuang's heart moved slightly, and his calm state of mind seemed to remember the past.

The girl who was reckless and courageous had walked out of Qingzhou, and followed him and Diqing to the sky.

She is called Xiqingchi, and she is the daughter of the lord of the Shangqing Pavilion.

And the dead Yanxian right now is also one of the twelve disciples in the Shangqing Pavilion.

Everything seems to be such a coincidence, but it seems like in the dark.

Jian Wushuang sighed secretly, and then saw a jade slip the size of a finger in the dry bone.

He raised his hand and picked up the jade slip, only to see the words "shuhuan" engraved on it. After several Chinese years, it was still fresh.

Perhaps this jade is simply the identity of the dying immortal. When he was enduring the suffering, it must be the Shangqing Pavilion where he was trained and enlightened when he was young.

Put the jade slip in your arms, UU reads www.uukanshu. Com Jian Wushuang turned around and looked at the dilapidated hall in the deepest part of the Heishan Mountains, his eyes sharpened to the extreme.

"Boom!"

The hall was shattered, and even the entire mountain range couldn't bear the power, and collapsed.

Headed by Jian Wushuang, Shuyang and Fengshan bombarded either side with their full strength.

"Beast, get out for Laozi and die!"

Fengshan burst into tears, a series of violent attacks, easily smashing any visible objects.

Jian Wushuang held the invisible sword and walked towards the dark hall at the forefront step by step.

In front of this dark hall, under the huge and towering black pine trees, there are more than a dozen broken immortal bodies stationed, looking into the eyes, everywhere is full of death and desolation.

　　

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