Aspiring to the Immortal Path

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They couldn't hold back anymore, and flew to the Wannian Palace together. The bells were still ringing along the way, and they rang again and again, with thunderous sounds, knocking on everyone's hearts, weeping and crying, citing anime and sorrow.

This clock has been ringing for thirty times, and a sorrowful breath permeates from the top of the mountain. Even those who don’t know the meaning of the bell will feel inexplicably sad by hearing the sound, let alone know its meaning. The ringing of the bell is like a knife stabbed in their hearts.

When he flew to the square of the main hall, he saw the door of the hall open. A man wearing a silver star satin robe with a grieving face was using his hand as a mallet. There is a star disappearing.

"Palm Sovereign!" When everyone saw it, they blurted out at the same time.

Only then did they see that there were still a group of people kneeling in the square, Yan Beiqiu and the others.

It's just that the more than a hundred people who went out in a mighty manner, now there are only more than a dozen left.

Why is there one less earth fairy?

Could it be that……

Everyone was black.

"Bai Qiu, what the **** is going on? What about the others? Why are you only back?" A true fairy rushed up and shouted.

Yan Beiqiu, who has always been cunning like a fox, is just sobbing.

Seeing her appearance and the endless bells, everyone was completely chilled.

The bell is still ringing, and its sound is more tragic and majestic. Since it came out, there has never been such a hearty shock to the stars, and it is not until today that I finally waited for the chance of Wei. In the sorrow of no progress, Rao is the body of an immortal, mortal ambition, also felt unable to hold on to himself, and finally one by one kneeled before falling down the steps, crying loudly.

The cry of sorrow became more and more powerful in the sorrow of these immortals. When the bell rang a hundred times, the loud bell sounded through the entire Tianlu Shenzhou, as if everyone had heard the weeping from the horizon.

The bell kept ringing one hundred and four times before it finally stopped. With the last bell ringing, the moon representing the earth immortal also dimmed.

The world finally felt the boundless power of the falling star clock. Under the influence of this bell, everything was plunged into great grief, as if trees, mud and rocks were crying for it.

In the square, Wu Ya knelt down a large group of disciples, Zhenxian, Dixian, and Zifu, no longer distinguished from each other, regardless of image, all of them were crying together with their headaches.

On the contrary, it was the Master Master, ignoring the power of the falling star bell, and after ringing one hundred and four bells, he turned and walked towards the hall.

When he came to the depths of the main hall, the head teacher knelt down with a thump, and said in a long voice: "Xinglan is incompetent, killing the pillar in the door, please punish the patriarch!"

A sigh followed: "I already know what happened, but who did it?"

Yan Beiqiu grabs the ground with her head: "The disciple is useless!"

The implication is naturally not found out.

"Can you bring back the body?"

"There is only one." Yan Beiqiu said that he had taken out a corpse. It was one of the corpses used by Tang Jie to arrogate. superior.

Seeing a fairy wind in the temple, blowing on the corpse, two rays of light shot out from the corpse’s eyes, and it fell into the air to form a picture. In the picture, Tang Jie lifted the knife and cut it down. The last scene the deceased saw during his lifetime.

"Is it him?" Yan Beiqiu trembled when she saw that it was Tang Jie.

For this person, she naturally will not forget.

"Do you know the origin of this person's name?" Master Xinglan asked.

Another person next to him has replied: "This person's name is Hong Qianli. He is in the stage of his cultivation and he doesn't know the school. He looks like a casual cultivator."

"San Xiu? How dare San Xiu attack my Star Luomen? How could I send hundreds of elites? There must be the mastermind behind this matter!" The old and magnificent voice in Da Duan has already spread.

Xinglan immediately said: "Master may look back again?"

The magnificent voice sighed: "No, this matter has been in existence for too long, the primordial spirit will end early, and the celestial spirit will be empty. It is the limit to be able to extract this last glance. But now that he has his appearance and name, then this person No matter where you go, you never want to escape Yantian."

"Yantian God fortune?" Xinglan was shocked: "Master did you mean that senior?"

The old voice in the hall said: "Aren't the people of Qi Tianzong also dead a lot? If you don't have a clue, it is useless even if there is a **** of Yantian. They need our news, we also need them. Go, go, Bring the news to Qi Tianzong, and they will tell us where this Hongqianli is."

"Master, please punish!" In a hut in the back mountain of Qi Tianzong, Jun Baimei knelt on a futon, trembling, crying sadly.

Surprisingly, the one who sat cross-legged in front of him and accepted his knees turned out to be a child who looked only seven or eight years old.

The boy waved his hand and made Jun white eyebrows to raise his eyebrows and let out an old sigh: "No matter, they deserve this catastrophe. This time I went to the king's court, and I once taught a hexagram that it is a big evil. It is bound to win the world and luck. But they don’t have this fate after all."

"Heaven and earth luck?" Jun Baimei was shocked: "Could it be that the one who killed them was the one whose fate is favored?"

The boy nodded slowly: "If it weren't for this, how could I kill so many Qi Tianzong people, even I can't track him down."

"That……"

"Don't worry, don't worry." The boy waved his hand: "The clues will naturally come, jump out of the way of fate, and there are many ways to catch the thief. At least my old friend has a good hand in this aspect."

Jun Baimei's heart shook again: "Master meant that the adult? But would he be willing?"

"He will be willing, even if I don’t need Yantian, I don’t know that he will come." The boy paused suddenly and looked into the distance: "It’s more anxious than I thought, he has already come. ."

After a while, I saw several figures flying towards here. They were a blue robe and robes with a big rooster painted on his chest. Seeing that the cultivation base was an earth fairy, they came to the Caolu and bowed down: "In the name of the great **** of the sect. Here, the little Mou Si ordered to meet the immortal immortal."

The little boy nodded slightly and said, "Can you bring what I want?"

"Hui Xianweng, I have brought it." Mou Siming raised his hands, and a little image bloomed in his palm, which was the image of Tang Jie.

"This person's name is Hong Qianli, the one who came out of the Aperture, that is, he participated in the massacre of the one who sent me. The other details are not detailed yet."

Unexpectedly, the boy's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw it: "A strong destiny is entangled, the elephant of heaven and earth loves the whole body...with him, that's enough!"

Saying that he had thrown something, it was a yin and yang gossip mirror, and it flew into the air to collect it. The image was collected in the mirror, and the three words Hongqianli appeared next to it.

The image continued to rise in the mirror, and underneath was a magnificent mountain and river gradually appearing, and it was hidden in the sight of the prehistoric state. Then Tang Jie's image turned around in the air, and then slammed into one of them.

"Found it!" Mou Siming said in surprise.

However, a vast area appeared in the mirror, and the vastness could not see the end.

"Why is it so large?" Mou Si was stunned.

The Yantian Mirror is a destiny soldier who controls the destiny of the world. As long as there is specific information, you will know everything in the mirror. But now what appears in the mirror is an area, which is rare.

Even the immortal immortal was stunned, and then he said: "Perhaps it has something to do with the power of fate on his body, if it is closer, it might be clearer."

He didn't know that Hong Qianli was a pseudonym. If one of the conditions was wrong, it would naturally be difficult to locate precisely. It is important to know that there are often people with the same name and surname or similar in appearance, but there are almost no people with the same name and the same length. For this reason, the calculation of the sky mirror requires such basic conditions, and the more detailed the better. If the foundation is wrong, it is naturally difficult to be precise.

If it is usual, then the old immortal will definitely notice the problem. But Qi Tianzong hadn't made such a low-level mistake in the past few thousand years, and he was psychologically unprepared. Secondly, it happened that Tang Jie was another person who was entangled in fate. The way of destiny is mysterious and unpredictable, and the ability is ever-changing. It is not surprising that there is such a hidden secret, so other possibilities are ignored.

After thinking about it, the old immortal said: "Baimei, you made a big mistake~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I sent the elite to suffer heavy losses, and now you are punished to eat your heart immediately and be sentenced to five hundred years in prison."

Jun Baimei trembled and replied: "Yes!"

The old immortal man has said again: "Liu Feng, you hold the Yantian Mirror and go with them to catch this kid named Hong Qianli."

"The disciple obeys." A young man appeared from nowhere, bowed to the eternal immortal, took the Yantian mirror, and flew out.

"Yes!" Xinglan bowed deeply.

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So, I don’t have to hit the steel plate in my fingers, and I don’t have to wait a year to get it out! It's really a big deal, thanks to my witty girlfriend~

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