Emperor of Nine Suns

Chu Chen, who was sent back to the lair, immediately fell into a deep sleep state, and his body began to quickly absorb the energy of the "fog repelling beads" like the scorching sun.

Taking another look at the sleeping eaglet in the nest, a deep tenderness appeared on Ling Xuan's face.

A gust of wind blew past the top of the mausoleum, lifting Ling Xuan's long hair, and the pair of icy eyes on her perfect face looked into the distance.

"The fog-dispelling beads are useless. It seems that the clue of the Black Mist Valley cannot be explored any further. I have to go back to the Nether Sect to find clues. Master, no matter where you are, I will find you!"

"Little thing, after this farewell, it may be difficult to meet again in the future."

Looking back at the little eagle, Ling Xuan sighed slightly. She really thought that when the little eagle grew up, she would sign a blood contract with it and take it as her pet in battle. But after experiencing Xiaoying desperately saving her, he changed his mind.

An eagle must have its own piece of sky. Once it is restrained, its future achievements may be limited. It is better for it to let it grow freely.

And myself, I have to go on the road alone.

Sighing, Ling Xuan lightly stroked the silky black feathers of the little eagle, and his figure floated down.

"Since you said that it will be difficult to meet again in the future, then I must come and see you off."

On the path leading from Biquan Xianshan to the Black Mist Valley, a figure ran frantically along the road.

As soon as the little eagle clone entered the Eagle's Nest, it gradually fell into a deep sleep state, but Chu Chen still heard Ling Xuan's farewell in a blur of consciousness.

Maybe it's like what Ling Xuan said, it's hard to see each other again after parting. After all, the world is so big, once parting, how many people will never see each other again for the rest of their lives.

As soon as Chu Chen entered the area where the Dragon Burial Mausoleum was located, he saw a girl in black walking quickly from a distance. Her brows were cold, but there was a hint of melancholy in her eyes. He didn't notice that Chu Chen was approaching her.

It wasn't a spacious path in the tomb, the two were about to bump into each other, only then did Ling Xuan realize that there was a boy in front of him, and this handsome boy was sizing him up.

Murderous intent flashed in Ling Xuan's eyes. After she bloodbathed the Nether Sect, it can be said that since then, she has treated human life like nothing, and never relents in killing people.

Protecting oneself is always the first principle. Except for the master, the life of others is not life at all.

The moment Ling Xuan, who had a flash of murderous intent, intersected the eyes of the calm young man, a warmth suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, this... What's going on here?

Why did I have a familiar intimacy with this strange young man? I had already sworn that other than my master, other people's lives would no longer be their lives.

Why did the strange boy who could be killed easily make him so upset?

Just in a daze, Ling Xuan passed Chu Chen on the path between the tombs.

"This girl."

Chu Chen called out to Ling Xuan who just wanted to leave this wrong place quickly. Ling Xuan wanted to ignore him, but turned her head involuntarily, and said with a cold face, "What's the matter?"

"It seems to be windy. I'm afraid there will be a storm soon. It's windy and rainy outside. The girl is going on the road alone. Take care."

Listening to Chu Chen's words, Ling Xuan's eyes turned red. It was as if the little eagle was saying goodbye to him. Why did the young man he met on the road know how he felt.

"If a girl loses her way,

You can go back to this place at any time, I think the girl will have old friends who have been waiting for you in this place and guarding you. "

Ling Xuan tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes, and turned her head away not daring to look at Chu Chen, "Joke, who am I, Ling Xuan? Do I need someone to protect me? I'm a murderous witch, this young man... If it wasn't for me, I don't want to Killing, you are already a corpse, if you see me next time, you'd better hide away, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

After Ling Xuan threw down a sentence, she flew away without looking back. After a few ups and downs, she turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

Chu Chen looked at the direction where Ling Xuan disappeared, and felt a sense of loss in his heart. Will he see this perverted witch again? This life may be missed.

Chu Chen came to the Eagle's Nest and took a look. The eagle clone was sleeping soundly with the elixir in its mouth.

Chu Chen picked up the faint blue herb, looked it over and over again, and found that it was a spiritual herb that he had never seen before, so he opened his spiritual sense to investigate.

Immediately felt a very pure thunder energy, constantly stirring in the spirit grass, as if it was about to rush out at any time.

Chu Chen came to the conclusion that after digging up this elixir, it must be disposed of as soon as possible, otherwise it will be destroyed.

"This... this is Thunderweed!"

Although Chu Chen didn't know what Thunder Grass was, but when he got the medicine from Fangshi, and saw the green light in the old shopkeeper's eyes, showing wolf-like greed, he knew it must be a good thing.

"Little brother, where did you get these rare medicines that no one else can get?"

The old shopkeeper carefully observed the faint blue "Thundergrass" with a spiritual mirror, and was amazed and envious on his face.

"I found it at random."

Although Chu Chen's answer was very honest, the old shopkeeper didn't believe him at all, and rolled his eyes, expressing that he was so young that he could just talk nonsense, and he would be fine when he grew up.

Chu Chen naturally didn't bother to argue with him, "How much spirit stone is this thundergrass worth?"

"This..." The old shopkeeper put down his spiritual mirror, with an elusive expression on his face, "Thundergrass can be said to be priceless, or it can be said to be worthless."

"The old shopkeeper might as well talk about it."

"Thundergrass contains a large amount of smoldering thunder. This smoldering thunder is the essence of exorcising evil spirits. It is an absolute life-saving straw for cultivators who have lost their way." The old shopkeeper suddenly changed the subject, " But the thundergrass can be stored for a very short time, and it cannot be refined into a elixir, if a cultivator who has gone mad fails to take it in a short period of time, it will be a piece of waste."

"What advice does the old shopkeeper have?"

"Don't think, I want to take the opportunity to lower the price again. The thunder of the sun contained in this thunder grass is too strong, and monks in the spiritual water realm can't bear it. Only monks with higher realms can use it." The old shopkeeper frowned. , "Or, I'll offer fifty spirit stones to eat. I'll take a big risk. If I can't sell it within ten days, I'll throw it in my hands."

"How dare I ask the old shopkeeper to take out his own coffin to take the risk. As usual, the shopkeeper will consign it for me."

Chu Chen decided to try his luck on the Zongmen trading platform, because he was not afraid of being hit by it at all, and there were plenty of elixir in the Black Mist Valley, so he just picked it up.

The consignment period is five days. After consigning the "Thundergrass", Chu Chen didn't care about it any more, and began to prepare for the condensing of the spiritual water. His cultivation has reached the great perfection of the spiritual energy realm, and it is time to condense the spiritual water to impact the spiritual water realm .