The big brother everyone loves

Outside the Tongtian Pagoda.

The blue light is immense.

Wen Xiaosong stood alone in front of the gate of the giant tower, and not far from him, Li Xi was standing side by side with Wen Zhanxue.

Li Xi looked at Wen Xiaosong with a flat expression, and asked in a deep voice

, "Senior Brother Wen, have you decided to leave this realm through the pagoda?"

Wen Xiaosong emphasized a little, and said with a solemn expression:

"Senior Brother Li, there is no trace of aura in the land of fallen immortals, and the most taboo thing is to be injured, and the Dao injury I received this time is too serious.

"Even if I took those few pills of [Resurrection Pill] that were several grades stronger than the Blood Lotus Pill, it only temporarily suppressed the injury.

"If it drags on for a few more days, I'm afraid it will be a big loss, and it is likely that there will never be a chance to condense the baby again."

"It's too risky to forcibly stay for the sake of the so-called immortal chance, and it's really a bit more than worth the loss.

"Since this is the will of God, man should accept it calmly.

Li Xi was not surprised by Wen Xiaosong's words, but just sighed slightly.

He knew very well that what Wen Xiaosong said was the truth.

As the sect master's personal disciple, this Senior Brother Wen may have been influenced by Fang Yu, and he believed in the theory of luck and heaven's will, and never believed in the way that people would win over the sky, but liked to follow the trend.

Strive for its inevitability, gain calmly, lose indifferently.

You must know that Wen Xiaosong, as the head of the top ten disciples, has already reached the limit of the Jindan stage in cultivation, and there is no difficulty in breaking through the Yuan Infant.

But in order to get this opportunity to enter the land of fallen immortals, he waited for twenty years.

In the past twenty years, Wen Xiaosong has suppressed the urge to break through the Yuan Infant, and has only maintained a minimum of cultivation, and the perseverance and perseverance he has paid during this period are absolutely beyond the reach of others.

Such efforts have not been duly rewarded, and this sense of loss is enough to make most people collapse on the spot.

However, Wen Xiaosong was able to accept it indifferently and quickly gave up the great temptation of the immortal opportunity.

Just because of his bearing that he can afford to let go, Li Xi deeply admires it.

Here, Wen Zhanxue bowed slightly towards Wen Xiaosong

, and whispered: "Big brother, please help me report to the master when I go out, and heal my injuries in Wandao Palace, don't run to drink anymore..."

"Also, are you sure you won't go back with me? Your brother and I can see clearly, even if this ghost place is fate, it is not for our demon clan.

Hearing this, Wen Zhanxue shook her head firmly, and said solemnly:

"The people here are really pitiful, although my strength is low, I am willing to stay and do something, and do a little bit."

"Besides, with Senior Brother Li Xi here, there will be no danger.

Wen Xiaosong was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Li Xi standing beside her sister with a complicated expression, and had a sense of amazement that the woman couldn't help but be a brother.

The thought was fleeting, and he quickly left it behind.

"Senior Brother Li, when you are done, I will definitely invite you to drink when my brother arrives, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return!" Li

Xi raised his eyebrows and said briskly:

"Senior Brother Wen is polite, I will definitely visit Senior Brother at that time."

Immediately after, Wen Xiaosong no longer hesitated, stepped on Yunxia and flew forward, rushing towards the simple and heavy black iron gate.

Boom!!

with a buzzing and trembling, the heavy iron door slowly opened, revealing the dark and chaotic space inside.

In the next moment, a palpitating powerful suction force suddenly struck, pulling Wen Xiaosong's body in.

There

was a heavy metal thump, the door closed again, and everything was quiet again.

Seeing this, Li Xi raised his eyes and looked at the towering Tongtian Pagoda in front of him, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he said as if he was talking to himself:

"According to the memory of the priest of the Yin Society, the space inside the whole body pagoda will automatically exclude all those who are not recognized to enter the pagoda.

"Senior Brother Wen is from the Southern Realm, and after entering, he will inevitably be sent back to the Southern Realm, and if the aborigines of the Land of Fallen Immortals come here, they will also be sent back to the Land of Fallen Immortals.

"In this process, the person who enters it will not be harmed, which shows that this immortal pagoda itself is by no means a weapon of evil poison.

"Senior Brother Li, is this tower really an immortal artifact?"

Hearing his explanation, Wen Zhanxue also pressed the worry in her heart, looking at the magnificent and majestic giant tower in front of her, a flash of shock flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, this Tongtian Pagoda is indeed an immortal artifact, and at present, it seems that the task assigned by the sect is impossible to achieve. "

Immortal weapons are not at all something that we Jindan juniors can drive, even if it is the Mahayana Heavenly Venerable of the upper realm, it is of no use, unless... The person who has the immortal position!

" This unfamiliar word made Wen Zhanxue a little confused, she blinked her eyes suspiciously

, and asked, "What is that?"

The corners of Li Xi's lips outlined a wry smile, and after a moment of silence, she said slowly:

"Immortal position..... It's a terrible poison!

" "What's even more terrifying is that I'm already so poisoned that I can't stop....."

, he said to Wen Zhanxue, who was still confused

, "Let's go, before he gets out of trouble, we need to collect more poison, so that we will have the strength to fight." "

......

At the same time, the Forbidden Lands.

Countless thunderous bronze pillars stood on the vast land, looking down from the sky, like stars, exuding a dazzling light of destruction.

There

was a muffled sound from the lid of the coffin.

The presence inside the black coffin seemed to realize something, and took the initiative to close the gap that he had managed to open again.

Suddenly.

A vast and inexplicable aura descended from the sky.

In the void, a short and sloppy old Taoist priest appeared out of thin air.

His hair was gray, his face was vicissitudes, and his navy-blue robe had a little mud stain on it, like a country man who had just returned from working in the fields.

The strange thing is that after it appeared, the violent thunder that spread throughout the entire space seemed to have eyes, and they all retreated to the side, not even a trace of arc touched his sleeve.

If Li Xi was present, he would probably be surprised, because this ordinary-looking sloppy old Taoist was the deacon Chen who liked to play with flowers and plants on Yunjian Peak!

At this moment, Deacon Chen stood in the air, his expression was indifferent, and the surging ominous aura and terrifying thunder around him could not even lift a corner of his clothes.

He glanced around, his gaze paused slightly on the black coffin, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes as deep as an abyss.

"Strange how much weaker He was.

After a long silence, his right hand clutched in his sleeve suddenly reached out and pointed in the air.

"Go. In

an instant, the golden runes on the bronze pillar shone brightly, intertwining and intertwining, and the thick chains that surrounded the coffin suddenly straightened, emitting a piercing buzzing sound, and tightened the coffin again.

Immediately afterward, he floated down and came directly below the black coffin.

Pools of viscous black blood dripped from under the coffin, and the blood of these immortals exuded an extremely rich smell of decay and decay, as if it was the most filthy and vicious thing in the world.

The strong stench made Deacon Chen frown slightly, and with a flick of his sleeves, the blood stains in all directions receded like a tide, turning into billowing black smoke and disappearing without a trace.

The place where the blood of the immortals originally flowed, the surrounding soil turned grayish-brown, revealing a hint of thick and recklessness.

Seeing this, Deacon Chen's eyes lit up, and muttered to himself:

"Although the quality of the immortal soil blank this time is average, the quantity is not bad, at most in a thousand years, the Taixu immortal soil can be completely cultivated..."

As he spoke, he collected the gray-brown soil, and then his form was illusory, and he disappeared in place.