Journey To Longevity

Yi Xuedan walked over with a smile, leaned on the edge of the copper coffin, stretched out her hand and gently brushed the cheek of the fire corpse with her fingernails, but said with some sadness in her eyes:

"Brother, today is really dangerous. You should also be considerate of my little sister. You should give up earlier. Why hold on to your breath? Taizu is old and time is running out. Our Yi family will pay another yuan after all." Brother Ying came to provoke the leader. Look at the ancestors of the Zongmen, they were frightened by the Red Moon Venerable a long time ago. Venerable Moon is looking for a reason to settle the past before the deadline is approaching. Misty Valley has suffered too much damage in the past two or three thousand years. If we want to regain a foothold in Nanzhou and sit with the four sects, we still have to rely on ourselves. "

After hearing this, the fire corpse in the coffin opened his eyes wide and struggled crazily, as if he was about to go mad. Suddenly, flames burst out from the layer of reddish-gold hair on his body, and the silver-white hair wrapped around his body The spiritual light on the thin chain circulated, and various ice-blue talismans appeared in the light, together with the resentful fire spirit and ancient aura absorbed from the four corners of the coffin, the three merged together and turned into ghostly aura, which came from the mouth of the fire corpse. Pour into the nasal acupoints.

Huo Corpse's eyeballs were already three-point smaller than ordinary people's. With the breath entering the body, the eyes were bloodshot and filled with scarlet color, and the eyeballs were now a little smaller, and the pupils were almost completely closed into a vertical line. thin line.

The fire corpse let out an unconscious whimpering sound from its throat, the sound gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally became silent.

At the same time, although Yi Xuedan had a smile on her face, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, dripping down her cheeks, with an indescribable sadness. She gently wiped the eyes of the fire corpse, but the other party stared angrily. , refused to close.

Seeing this, she sighed, wiped away the tears on her face, and wiped her fingernails on her right wrist expressionlessly, and immediately blood gushed out and fell into the mouth of the fire corpse.

The fire corpse continued to suck, but the blood flowing from the wound on Yi Xuedan's wrist seemed endless, and the blood that hadn't had time to swallow it flowed down from the corner of its mouth.

Not long after, the blood in the coffin rose slowly by six or seven inches, covering the ears and nose of the fire corpse.

At this moment, Yi Xuedan's face was as pale as gold paper, but she didn't seem to notice it, and after swallowing a scarlet elixir, she continued to produce blood, regardless of her own condition. It is an extremely normal small method for a monk to stimulate his own blood energy, but if he can generate hundreds of catties of blood in such a short period of time like Yi Xuedan, even a Jindan monk can't bear it.

She didn't close the lid of the coffin until the blood completely submerged the fire corpse, then turned her hands and took out a purple-red spirit bead, crushing it into powder.

She gently blew the powder in her hand forward, and the jade powder fell but did not disperse, floating in the air, slowly turning into a human-shaped silhouette.

The figure condensed with jade powder opened and closed its lips, and there was an empty and lonely voice that resounded throughout the cave, "Xue Dan, is the Four Pillar Pure Yang Corpse finally refined?"

This person is none other than Yi Yu, the ancestor of the Yi Family Yuan Ying. His real body is still hundreds of thousands of miles away on the Mangu border, but through this specially refined by the scriptures, and the soul-communicating Chi-kissed Fire Orb, his incarnation appears here.

As soon as he appeared, and just after he finished speaking, he used the fire-swallowing supernatural power carried by the Owl Kissing the Fire Spirit Orb to disperse the evil fire aura in the entire cave, as well as the unreasonable surge from the lava river. All the resentment and evil spirits that arose were swallowed into the stomach.

In just one breath of time, the originally vague outline turned into a solid body.

At this time, he raised his hand and easily caught a stream of green light flying towards him.

There was a crisp sound of '铛', and the sound of metal and stone colliding echoed in the cave.

And the green light in Yi Yu's hand dissipated, revealing his true face, it was a three-foot Qingfeng sword with a cold light, the tip of the sword was facing his eyebrows, but only an inch away. It's just that his hand is like that iron and stone object that has been tempered and tempered, tightly bound, and the long sword can't get in the slightest.

At this moment, Huo Sha continued to pour out of the lava river, and quickly sank into Yi Yu's body, and the man's aura continued to surge.

In front of the mountain wall, a person emerged from it and walked out slowly. It was Zhang Shiping who had gone and returned before.

It's just strange that under such circumstances, he didn't choose to make another move, nor did he escape from this place immediately, but quietly watched the other party absorb the massive resentment and evil spirit, and finally reached the Nascent Soul after a few breaths. realm.

"Xuanyuan Zong Qinghuogu Zhang Shiping, I pay my respects to Senior Yi. It turns out that Fellow Daoist Xuedan is really a member of Misty Valley Sect. I thought it was an impostor." Zhang Shiping said without haste.

Yi Kui glanced at Zhang Shiping lightly and then withdrew his gaze. He swallowed the last ray of Huosha spiritual energy into his body before throwing back the Qingshuang Sword in his hand.

Seeing a flash of blue light, Zhang Shiping took the Qingshuang sword in his hand, swung the sword flower to dissipate the rest of his energy, and then put it into his body.

Then Zhang Shiping flew down slowly, and stood on the bank with a distance of more than ten zhang, facing him.

The aura of fire evil in the lava river of the earth veins is still surging, but these auras are gathered around Yi Yu and attached to his body, and a pair of crimson scales slowly formed on his body.

Zhang Shiping felt that there was no spiritual energy in his body, and he was completely manipulated by the other party, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: "As expected of the old-fashioned Yuanying Zhenjun who has been conceived for more than 2,200 years."

Although what is in front of Zhang Shiping's eyes now is Yi Yu's incarnation manifested with the aid of the Chi Kiss Fire Spirit Orb, but the ability to control the aura of heaven and earth is beyond the reach of most Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Yi Cui looked at Zhang Shiping for a few times, nodded his head, his expression seemed to be very satisfied, and said with some regret: "Zhang Shiping, it's really good, but it would be great if I were a disciple of Misty Valley. Looking at you, I don't know if you are here this time. Is it Qin Feng or a Taoist friend of Xuanyuanzong, please show up and see."

Suddenly, gray mist manifested around Zhang Shiping, and then a sapphire skeleton slowly walked out.

In the next moment, the mist condensed into a pair of black armor in the blink of an eye, covering the sapphire skeleton from head to toe, and an extremely heavy breath emanated from the skeleton, faintly feeling like the waves were surging.

Under the black visor, two black and red light spots suddenly appeared, dancing like flames.

"The pure yang corpse with the Xuanyin body is also related by blood. It seems that Daoist Yi wants to refine that ghost thing. Isn't the lesson from more than 2,000 years ago not enough?" Qing He sighed.

When Zhang Shiping heard about the Xuanyin body and pure Yang corpse, he couldn't help but take another look at Yi Xuedan who was in the coffin, and saw that the other party also recalled it, his face was even paler, and an unbelievable look appeared in his eyes.