Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Because of the deterrence of the magic rhinoceros, Nangongxuan's infiltration was very smooth. Before long, he saw a group of monsters at the end of the road. Nangongxuan bypassed far and entered Kunlunzong from another direction.

Nangong Xuan thought he was lucky. He was looking for Kunlun Sect. A group of large monsters happened to pass by, which just opened the way for him. Everything went smoothly as if Heaven was willing to help. But when he entered Kunlun Sect, Nangong Xuan realized that he was not lucky. Long before him, another wave of people had made the first step.

Nangongxuan hid in the abandoned palace, quietly observing the other two people. Nangongxuan had the impression that these two were outer disciples, who had appeared next to Mu Yungui back then, and they seemed to be called Qiu Hu and Zhao Xulin. They didn't kill Beasts at the outer door, what did they sneak to Kunlunzong for?

Do they also know the secrets of Kunlun Sect? Does the group of monsters in the outer door have anything to do with them?

Nangong Xuan's sense of crisis broke out instantly, and he knew that he had to speed up his actions, and he must not let the two of them take the lead. Nangongxuan found that the two people were wandering around a place, as if there was something important in it that could not be approached. Nangongxuan was suspicious. He raised his head and looked at the mountain behind Zhao Xulin and Qiu Hu. He thought to himself, is it possible that the **** flower is in this mountain?

Why did these two guard at the intersection, but didn't go in?

Nangongxuan was suspicious, he bypassed Zhao Xulin and Qiu Hu, intending to outflank it from behind. He wanted to see what Zhao Xulin and Qiu Hu were behind him. Nangong Xuan walked around to the side of the mountain, and just stepped into a certain distance, he suddenly felt dizzy, his consciousness quickly fell, and his body fell softly to the ground.

Dongfang Li followed behind and was shocked when he saw this. She quickly asked the system: "System, the hero fainted. What's the matter?"

When Nangong Xuan Anshuang was lucky, he didn't know that the praying mantis was behind the cicada and the oriole, so he led the way for another person. Fortunately, Nangongxuan's cultivation base is now low. Over the years, he has been detained by the Wuji faction, and Dongfang Li has received many rewards for his merits in reporting. In addition, with the endless supply of props in the system, Dongfang Li was able to follow Nangong Xuan and was not found all the way.

Dongfang Li was originally nervously observing what Nangong Xuan was going to do, when he suddenly fainted when he saw that he hadn't received any attack. He was taken aback and quickly called the system. The system paused for a moment, and said, "You take a closer look."

Dongfang Li approached cautiously. She picked up a stone and threw it on Nangongxuan. Nangongxuan remained motionless, looking really fainted. At this time the system also felt it, saying: "There is an extremely powerful enchantment here, which should be some kind of magic weapon of the gods."

When Dongfang Li heard it, he took a deep breath: "God-rank magic weapon?"

The realm of cultivating immortals is divided into stages by heaven, earth, and yellow. The heavenly stage is the most precious level that Dongfang Li has heard. Any one of the heavenly-ranking exercises or magic weapons is enough to cause turmoil. God rank, that is something that only exists in legend.

Dongfang Li thought that the order of God was made up by the storyteller, but she did not expect that today she actually saw a magic weapon of the order of God. Even if Dongfang Li is not motivated, his eyes become hot at the moment, and he can't help asking: "Why are the god-rank artifacts here?"

In other words, is it possessive?

The system pondered for a moment, and said: "Nangongxuan should be inseparable from this god-level magical item when he came here. He fainted after stepping into the range of the magical item, but his breath was well-proportioned and long. It seemed that there was no life-threatening danger. I have inhaled some kind of illusion. I heard that high-level magical tools have spiritual sense, and they will recognize the master by themselves. This illusion may be a test of recognition created by god-level magical tools. Nangong Xuan has already gone, and we don’t want it. Delay, go in quickly and conquer the magic weapon of the gods."

The system said so, Dongfang Li relieved his mind and hurriedly walked into the artifact. However, before she went in, she grew a mindful eye, and she avoided Nangong Xuan far and found a concealed and safe place. In this way, even if Nangongxuan wakes up first, he won't find her anymore.

Dongfang Li secretly praised his wit, and then stepped into the range of the magic weapon with confidence. A white light flashed in front of her eyes, and then she lost consciousness.

Dongfang Li opened his eyes again and found that she was lying in a simple wooden house, and the little maid who was waiting for her saw her, and threw at her in surprise: "Beauty, you finally woke up."

Dongfang Li touched his head, feeling that the whole person was muddled. She looked around, and it looked like an abandoned village, everywhere revealing decay and poverty, not as good as the mortal world, and not like a world of immortality at all. Dongfang Li subconsciously wanted to call something, she opened her mouth, but was stunned.

Who does she want to call?

After a long time, there was no sound in his mind. This was a matter of course, but Dongfang Li felt that something was wrong. Seeing that she didn't respond, the little maid called out again quickly: "Chu Meiren, what's the matter with you?"

Dongfang Li shook his head subconsciously. The maid called her a beautiful woman, Dongfang Li also accepted this identity smoothly, and replied, "I'm fine."

The little maid let out a long sigh of relief: "That's good. Beauty, you didn't wake up just now and scared the servant to death. It's all because of that demon. If it weren't for him, how could we leave the palace. This time we came out too hastily. , I didn’t bring a lot of clothes and jewelry..."

Dongfang Li seemed to hear something she didn't know, and asked: "The devil?"

"Yeah, that's the demon king who can command the beasts, kill people like hemp, and show off ghosts. He doesn't know what magic skills he cultivates, and he progresses very fast. At first, he was not as good as the emperor. Later, he was tied with the emperor. Last time he fought with the emperor. After ten strokes, both of them were injured. The emperor hadn’t recovered from his injuries, but he actually came again. This time, his skill seems to have improved again.” The little maid said, sighing long, “everywhere. They are all Beasts. It’s not easy for people to live, but there are more freaks like him. If he is really talented, why not be in the team of the fairy gate, but betray the human race to help Beasts? When are these days? It's big."

Dongfang Li frowned unconsciously, she felt something was wrong deep in her subconscious mind, but the next moment her mind told her that she was a beauty of Chu, Emperor Nangongxuan's most beloved concubine, and even the madam of the royal family was not as good as her. Dongfang Li was persuaded by this idea and stopped investigating the strangeness in the depths of the sea of ​​knowledge.

She is a favored concubine, a standard favored protagonist, don't need to think about the so-called osmanthus, she must be a vicious female partner, and she is destined to be trampled under her feet in the future. In a short moment, Dongfang Li had already come up with several harem counter-attack routes. She was immediately full of pride and ignorant of the headache, and hurriedly asked: "Where is the emperor?"

"When we fled from Licheng, the emperor suffered a headache for some reason, and fell into a coma. Madame Ottomane led the crowd in front of the bed. You were the beauty, but you suddenly fainted. Madame Ottoman saw that you were weak. You come back to rest first."

Dongfang Li understood that the emperor was ill, and she was distracted by such an important opportunity for performance. This Osmanthus is so devious! Maybe she was in a coma because of the handwriting of Osmanthus. Dongfang Li suddenly became anxious and asked, "When did it happen?"

The little maid asked: "Beauty, did you ask when you were in a coma? You have been in a coma for a day. Three days ago, the demon attacked Licheng, and the emperor hurriedly retreated with the harem. Last night, the emperor had a headache and was unconscious. , Suddenly fainted in the early morning, and slept till now."

When Dongfang Li heard that she had been absent for so long, he hurriedly got up: "Help me up quickly, I'm going to see the emperor."

At this moment, in the occupied city of Li, the streets are sluggish and empty, and there are warcrafts passing by from time to time on the streets. The cultivators and the rich all ran away, and the rest were civilians who were unable to escape. They shrank at home, begging Warcraft not to find them.

In fact, how could Warcraft not be able to detect such an obvious breath? However, Beasts are not interested in mortals, they have long since been separated from ordinary beasts, and no longer eat flesh and blood, but feed on aura. The immortal cultivator left, and the remaining mortals who hadn't practiced couldn't get into their eyes. The monsters were searched in the city lord's mansion, which was the former palace of Nangong Xuan. After confirming that there was no more food, they ran out of the city one after another.

In the evening, the tables and chairs outside the wine shop staggered, the flagpole was broken in the middle, and the flag with human characters fell on the ground, and many footprints were stamped on it. The fierce and vigorous monsters passed by on the street, and they haunted the city of the human race grandiosely. The whole scene was absurd and desperate.

The survivors huddled at home, wishing this group of monsters to leave soon, but among the beasts out of the city, there was a single person in the world. Mu Yun closed his cloak tightly, avoided the group of monsters next to him, and walked towards the most remote city gate.

Warcraft will not take the initiative to attack mortals, except Mu Yungui is the exception. Her current body is a mortal, but her spiritual sense is a cultivator. If she stays farther away, she is likely to be attacked by monsters.

This is the experience that Mu Yungui has summed up with his life for the past three days. She searched all the places in the city, but did not find anyone who might be Jiang Shaocai. Mu Yungui was disappointed, so she could only go out of the city and search for another city.

However, people's luck was so strange that Mu Yungui deliberately picked the most remote and most inconspicuous city gate, but when he was out of the city, he ran into that boy again.

There are still many beasts guarding him, all kinds of birds and beasts. He stood on the back of a six-legged tiger, with his back facing the setting sun, his expression could not be clearly seen in the backlight, except that the edges of the black cloak were extremely clear, as if sprinkled with gold dust. The setting sun pulled his figure out of a long shadow, full of oppression.

Mu Yungui didn't expect that she would carry such a back, but now it was too late to run, she could only stick to the city gate, slightly lowered her chin, waiting for him to pass. The huge monster beast passed in front of her, it was thicker than Mu Yungui's body with only one leg, and the gasp in the throat of the monster could be heard. Mu Yungui's body tightened, and he could not move. Finally, the mighty army of Warcraft was over. The young man stood above the Warcraft, condescending and bored, without even looking in the direction of Mu Yun's return.

Mu Yungui's shoulders slowly relaxed. She looked at the dust in front of her, after thinking about it, she followed.

In the past two days, she searched the city. Although she could not find Jiang Shaocai, she unexpectedly figured out some things. This era is obviously after Mu Yungui's life, according to Nangong Xuan's cultivation base, at least a thousand years have passed. In other words, at this moment, Mu Yungui had already died.

She entered a world without her, and the fantasy world chose the identity closest to her for her-a weak substitute in the Nangong Xuanhou Palace. However, at this time Jiang Shaocai, Nangong Xuan, and even Ning Qingli, Zhan Qianxi, and Huan Zhiyuan were all alive.

Mu Yungui is not a stand-in, so there will be no memories of the past, but Jiang Shaocai and others have real identities, and their experiences, emotions, and good fortune over the years have indeed happened. Jiang Shaoci probably did not have memory loss, but was erased from the real memory by the illusion, and then instilled a world experience.

The most realistic lie is not telling a lie. If all experiences have happened before and all actions are in line with Jiang Shaoci's logic, then how to judge what is true and what is false? It's like Mu Yungui has been living on Tianjue Island, when someone suddenly appeared and said that her life was fake, she should have left Tianjue Island long ago, and kept pushing her to abandon everything and follow her. Mu Yungui must think this person is a liar.

Especially Jiang Shaocai is a wise man. A wise man only believes in himself and does not believe in others. He didn't believe her, and it was excusable.

Mu Yungui wanted to try again. If she produces enough evidence, will she wake him up?

Jiang Shaocai found that the trash mortal had followed up again. She was so weak that she couldn't even put his mount between her teeth, and she dared to follow behind him. The monster next to him sensed the vitality, slashed the ground violently, and made an offensive snoring in his throat. Jiang Shaocai glanced lightly and said, "Don't worry about her, keep going."

He thought, a mortal who didn't even get through the meridians would give up if he couldn't walk a few steps, and don't care about it at all. He drove the Warcraft to continue forward, but unexpectedly, until nightfall, the mortal was still following.

This thousand-year order continues to fall apart, and it has completely become a cannibalistic world, and the climate on the mainland is getting worse. There are no green plants here, the day is extremely hot, the night is extremely cold, and the wind blows across the Gobi, making life hurt like a knife.

Jiang Shaoci cultivated demons and was not afraid of the cold and heat. The monsters around him were also thick and thick, and could travel day and night. But for others, it was not so easy. The temperature became more extreme at night, hoarfrost had formed on the ground, and the gale was whizzing by, making people out of breath.

In such an environment, even low-level immortal cultivators can't survive it.

Jiang Shaoci, who had never liked procrastination, uncharacteristically ordered the army of Warcraft to stop and rest. He waited for a while in the night breeze, but he still didn't see anyone behind catching up.

That waste snack won't freeze to death, right?

He snorted somehow in his heart, thinking that she deserved it, who made her wear so little.

He told himself that he just wanted to go back and see the excitement.

Mu Yungui walked in the Gobi, and once again lamented that this illusion was too real. The uneven stone, the dry wind, everything is the same as it really is. Mu Yungui is a native of the North, and is naturally cold-tolerant. The cold wind is not difficult for her. The real trouble is her shoes.

These shoes are soft dancing shoes. They are only suitable for women who step on the wooden floor all day long. They are not meant for people to go out at the beginning. Mu Yungui now has no aura, unable to protect his body, stepping on the stone like barefoot, painful every step he takes. At first she could bear it, but when the night went into the night, the cold wind quickly took away her physical strength, and Mu Yungui opened his eyes and distanced herself from the person in front of her.

Now she doesn't talk about chasing, even walking is a problem. Mu Yungui had been away for too long, his ankles were numb, and suddenly he could not step on a step firmly. Mu Yungui was slipped by a rock and fell heavily on the gravel beach.

She let out a painful cry, raised her hand, and found many blood stains on the palm of her hand, and there were pebbles in the wound. Her leg was also so hot and sore, it must have been bruised. Mu Yun returned slowly, and was about to struggle to get up, when suddenly he felt a chill rushing around him.

She looked up and saw a black figure standing not far away, with a fur collar around his neck, flying with the wind.

He approached step by step, and Mu Yungui finally saw his face clearly. Mu Yungui sat with his legs curled up, holding his injured hand, like a child at a loss. He stopped in front of her, looked for a while, and asked, "What do you want to do?"