Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

On the Western Front, Ye Jing cicadas cried, and Yan Yubing sat in front of the case and drew a sketch book. The maid put the tea aside, gently moved the lamp closer, and asked: "Madam, it's all a bit now, there is still a light on the main tent."

The words faintly responded, and the line was still in the hook. The maid had no choice but to make it more obvious: "Madam, Sanye hasn't come for a long time. Don't you ask?"

"Ask what." Yan Yubing raised his wrist, held his sleeves, and moistened the nib in the inkstone, and said, "The situation has been tight recently, and he is busy discussing matters. I can't help much, so let's not disturb him."

"Madam!" The maid gets angry anxiously. Why doesn't the madam be so beautiful? Of course she knew that his wife could not go to the battlefield, but who said that women help men fight? Now San Ye is desperate, and his wife sent medicinal decoctions and asked for warmth. Can't you catch San Ye's heart?

Madame Hate is beautiful, but she has a wood-like temper, always lukewarm. If the third master did not come, she would never look for it; the third master said that she could not get away during this time and let the wife stay by herself, so she would not take a single step without asking a word.

The maid looked at Yan Bing, the light was dimly yellow, she sat under the light with her sleeves on her shoulders, her head and her black hair and snow skin were so beautiful. Only the temperament is too weak, and the people in the city lord’s mansion said privately that Linguistic Bing was born with a lack of a string in love, and did not understand **** desire.

Possibly, this is true.

The maid sighed, put away the tray like her fate, and walked out gently. She opened the tent curtain and saw the dark shadow outside. She was shocked and overjoyed: "San Ye, are you here?"

Huo Li stood outside, wondering how much he heard. He raised his hand to the maid and said, "It's nothing to do with you here, let's go down."

The maid saluted Huo Li and left happily. Huo Li lifted the curtain and stepped into the tent. When Yan Yubing heard his voice, he still finished sketching the pattern under the pen before putting the pen and getting up. Huo Li stopped her and said, "I'll say a few words to you. I'll leave soon. No trouble."

Yan Yubing nodded, sitting behind the desk, beautiful like a bodhisattva. Huo Li looked down at Yan Yubing's paintings and asked, "Why do you think of painting these?"

Yan Yubing put away the scattered papers and said: "I have nothing to do, just draw some to pass the time. There is nothing good about graffiti."

Huo Li held the hand of Yan Yubing and said, "How come, it's very good."

This is true. Although Yan Yubing cultivates waste wood, his talents in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy are not bad, and Yan Shi did not neglect his daughter's upbringing even during his exile. From the beginning, she and Huo Li are two worlds.

Yan Yubing's hand rested on Huo Li's palm, white and slender, flawless, completely different from Huo Li's. Huo Li tightened and said slowly: "I brought you to the battlefield, so that you can't go out these days, I'm wronged you."

Yan Yubing shook her head slightly. She was used to this kind of life since she was a child, and she didn't feel any uncomfortable. But she was not used to talking too much, these words were just thinking about them in her heart, and she didn't say them.

Seeing that she was still so alienated and indifferent, Huo Li couldn't help but laugh secretly. He knew who she was for a long time, so did he expect to change her? When he insisted on using the same fate gu, he had already anticipated today's scene, and now all this is just about seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence.

Huo Li is not a self-blaming person. He quickly broke away from his emotions and continued: "I always feel that something is wrong these days. The immortal gate has been flat for a long time, but Liusha City has been living a life of licking blood. I know better what the battlefield of life and death is like. This battlefield is too orderly and peaceful, and peaceful enough to make me doubt the true intentions of Guiyuanzong. I plan to take people to see in Zhuoshan. Someone will be there during this time. The main account pretends to be me. I have arranged everything. You don't care about anything, just continue to live your own life."

Yan Yubing heard the movement of her eyes, and there seemed to be waves of light passing by in those star-like eyes. She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she asked: "When will we leave?"

"Tonight."

So fast, no wonder he came in and said a few words and left soon.

Yan Yubing lowered his head and was quiet again. Huo Li sat opposite her, his gaze swept across slowly, and asked, "You have nothing to say?"

"Since Sanye has made a decision, he has already considered it thoroughly, and will never change it because of other people's opinions. In that case, why should I waste my tongue?"

Huo Li sighed secretly, that's right, he had already decided to go in and find out, no one objected would shake his will. Daniel is such a reason, Yan Bing did not even try a little bit, still let Huo Li feel disappointed.

He originally thought that as long as he was strong enough, he would be able to heat the ice cubes, but in the past four years, the speech ice has still drifted away. She didn't resist, but she didn't enjoy it either. It seems that he is the only person in this scene from beginning to end.

Huo Li tightened his palm, looked at her, and said: "Yu Bing, I have been thinking all these years, did I force you to do something wrong?"

Yan Yubing's eyes moved, and finally there was mood swings, and he raised his head to look at Huo Li.

Huo Li thought somewhat self-deprecatingly. Sure enough, only in this kind of place could he feel that Speech Bing was alive and an emotional person. With limited time, Huo Li didn't want to waste these things, so he said: "I originally wanted to tell you something, but I suddenly felt rushed. I don't have time today. When I get back, I will tell you again."

When Huo Li finished speaking, he got up and strode out. Yan Yubing knew that Huo Li was about to leave, so he could not help but straighten up and blurt out, "San Ye."

Huo Li turned his head, Yan Yubing looked at him, leaned slightly under the light, and said, "Take care."

"It's really rare. I can hear you speak actively." Huo Li seemed to have recovered from the once calm and successful young master of Quicksand City. Fuck me."

Yanyubing's eyelashes were hanging down, and he seemed a little nervous about this kind of teasing. Huo Li locked her eyes tightly and asked, "Do you love me?"

The head of the speech icicle is half drooping, his clothes are sloppy, his body is quiet and thin under the light. She didn't answer, and Huo Li felt the same fate Gu in her body constantly throbbing, how could she not understand her answer.

Same life Gu, if she loves you, you two will live and die together, and never give up; if she doesn't love you, the Gu worm will eat back the host every moment, and the pain will always accompany the loser until you die.

Huo Li didn't embarrass her any more, he looked at her for the last time, said quickly "Wait for me to come back", and then turned and went out.

Outside, his cronies are ready. Huo Li quickly withdrew from the emotions just now, and in a blink of an eye he became the ruthless Young Master of Quicksand City: "Check your equipment and set off."

Huo Li left quietly, except for a few people, everyone else on the battlefield didn't know that there had been a change in the main account. Yan Yubing still lives her life quietly, but occasionally when he lifts the pen, he unconsciously thinks where they are now.

Huo Li did not elaborate on their plan, and Yan Yubing had no way of knowing what Huo Li wanted to explore. Yan Yubing knew very little about the situation, but she could feel that what Huo Li had to do this time should be extremely dangerous.

The number of wanderings seemed to be increasing, and the words were cold and calm, so he simply put down the pen and went for a walk outside the tent. Yan Yubing knew that her practice was weak and Huo Li was not in the camp, so she didn't go far, only wandered where she often went.

The maid also tended to follow Yan Yubing, who was wearing a light blue veil and wide-sleeved skirt, slowly walking on the clearing. The wind blew over the hem of the ice coat of speech, and the layers of skirts swayed like mist of water. Yanyubing walked slowly, instead of looking at the road, she looked up at the mountains.

It turned out that this is Zhuoshan, the seat of the most prestigious Kunlun sect 10,000 years ago. Back then, the Wanxian dynasty was so prosperous, and now, there are only mang mountains and forests left.

This is the first time that Yan Yubing has gone so far. On the way to exile, her father often talked to her about Mount Yi and the Imperial City. She was from the north, but she had never seen snow. She could only imagine the city where snow fell all the time. Later, she went to many places, and Damo and Qingshan could remember when she closed her eyes, but her hometown was gradually blurred.

Yan Yubing was looking at the forest in a daze, when a man's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Mrs. Huo?"

Yan Yubing was surprised, turned her head subconsciously, and the tassel drew a burst of light across her temple. Yan Yubing still hesitated when he saw the person coming.

The other party seemed to be aware of Yan Bing's confusion, and proactively explained: "Xia Nai Gui Yuan Zong Ji Xiao, I have visited Young Master Huo Li before, and my wife may not be impressed anymore."

Yan Yubing really didn't remember him. She was always cold, and even ignored Huo Li, how could she pay attention to other people. The maid reminded him: "Madam, True Monarch Ji Yao is one of Gui Yuanzong's leaders on the western front. The affairs of the alliance between Liusha City and Gui Yuanzong is handled by True Monarch Ji Yao."

True Monarch, that is the Samsung Brother. Cultivation in the Age of the End of Dharma is not easy. The three-star monk may not be a big deal 10,000 years ago, but nowadays, he is definitely a figure with a good face, and his status in Guiyuan Sect is probably not low. According to the etiquette, Yan Yubing gave Ji Wei a gift: "True Monarch."

Yan Yubing doesn't like to deal with people. He goes out for a walk to pick out the quiet and secluded roads. It is reasonable to avoid encountering people by chance. But Ji Wei encountered Yan Yubing here, and took the initiative to speak up: "I saw my lady just looking at the mountains. Is it the first time for my lady to come to Zhuoshan?"

Yan Yubing nodded. This is her way of communicating, asking what to answer and not having any extra words. Even someone with long sleeves and good dancers will have a poor word when encountering Yan Bing, but Ji Xiao didn't care about the coldness of Ling Bing, and continued to talk: "It turned out to be the first time here. No wonder Mrs. You can go out more. Kunlunzong claimed to have occupied the spiritual veins of the world at that time, and there are many heavens and blessings. If you see more, you can broaden your mind and it will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

Speech Bing answered quietly: "Thank you very much."

The scene was cold again, and Ji Wei seemed to be unable to feel it, and still smiled and said, "Madam, don’t worry about safety. Guiyuan Sect and Kunlun Sect have a deep connection. I know many safe and beautiful places for cultivation. If Madam is interested, tomorrow I asked the disciple to clear the road."

"Xie Zhenjun's kindness." Yan Bing bowed his eyes to Ji Wei, and said lightly, "Unfortunately, my qualifications are limited and I can't practice cultivation. Since Zhenjun is going to find a place for cultivation, I will not bother, so I will leave."

The maid was too anxious for a long time. Hearing what Yan Bing said was like being amnesty, she quickly said: "Yes, madam, you have been out for so long, the main reason is that you are worried. Forgive me, my wife is weak and unable to withstand the wind, let us first Take a step."

Yan Yubing nodded faintly at Ji Wei, and led the maid away. Ji Xiao's eyes followed Yan Yubing's back, and after a while, he chuckled softly.

After entering the camp of Quicksand City, the maid couldn't help it anymore and said angrily: "The place where we walk is so hidden, and there is no one at all. This True Monarch Ji Xiao must have waited there on purpose! It's hateful, Gui Yuan Zongtangtang fairy gate, actually did this kind of behavior!"

His words were cold and unwavering, and he said: "The misfortune comes from the mouth. Don't say anything that is unfounded."

The maid's face was bulging, but she couldn't be mad. When Yanyu Bing passed through the tent and was about to return to the back tent, a voice came from behind: "Stay."

The words froze and looked back. Huo Xin didn’t know when he would stand on the road. He walked slowly over, and the slinger was a salute to Yan Yubing: "Who am I? It turns out that it is the wife of the sister-in-law. Because of the negligence of the brother, the wife of the sister-in-law is present. By the way, why is only the wife of the sister-in-law here? Here, where is my third brother?"

When Yan Yubing saw Huo Xin, his back tightened unconsciously. Four years have passed, but Huo Xin has always remembered Liangzi from the beginning, and has been looking for trouble over the years. Fortunately, Huo Li was there and he didn't let him get any splashes. Now that Huo Li is not in the camp, Huo Xin has come to the door, which is probably not a good thing.

Yan Yubing ignored Huo Xin's other questions, and turned around and left after only a half polite return. Huo Xin saw that this woman was so rampant, he snorted, and suddenly changed his face and said, "Madam, you don't even want to say a word to me?"

Yan Yubing didn't look back, and still moved forward. The maid stood in the back and smiled cautiously: "Si Ye, you know that Madam is such a non-talkative temperament, and San Ye is the same. Madam has been blowing air for a long time, and she feels a little uncomfortable. Madam went back."

After the maid said, she dared not look at Huo Xin's face, and ran back quickly. Huo Li had a formation outside the tent of Yan Yubing, even Huo Xin didn't dare to trade. Huo Xin sneered, and said in a weird manner: "If I exalt you and call you my wife, you really feel that you are the wife of the Huo family? It is a pity that the first few women were as confident as you before they fell out of favor. He has not yet Given your status, it means that you are just a plaything, and you can throw it away when you get tired of it. Just a concubine, do you really think you are a virgin woman?"

Yan Yubing pursed his lips slightly when he heard these words, but still opened the tent blankly, completely isolating Huo Xin from the outside. Huo Xin's screams faintly heard outside, and the maid looked at Yan Yubing carefully: "Madam..."

"Stop talking." Yan said with a cold face, walking towards the table.

·

Inside the Sansheng Mirror, Gobi.

It was dusk, and a round of sunset was transpired into a dull red by yellow sand. On the eve of two days ago, Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci said that she suspected that someone had induced Jiang Shaoci to do evil. Jiang Shaocai didn't answer at that time, only two days later, the trouble came again.

They don't go into the city anymore, so troublesome just go outside to find them. I don't know where to gather a group of decent monks to conquer Jiang Shaoci in mighty force. These people are not afraid to fight alone, but if there are too many ants, they can kill elephants. These people are still a little troublesome.

What's more, Jiang Shaocai still brought Mu Yun back. Once they met head-on, Mu Yun's return would be in danger. Therefore, Jiang Shaoci rarely confronted each other, but avoided it repeatedly. Gradually, they fell into danger of being encircled.

At dusk, with the waning moon like blood, Mu Yungui stared at the end of the dune, frowning and said: "There seems to be an ambush ahead."

Jiang Shaocai glanced forward, not caring: "Only with them, it can't help me."

Mu Yungui's face was still heavy, biting his lip and not speaking. Jiang Shaocai glanced at Mu Yungui and said, "This is my grievance with Xianmen. Sooner or later there will be such a battle, and it has nothing to do with you."

Having said that, if there is no Mu Yun's return, he will be more at ease. Mu Yun blamed herself, she knew that without her, Jiang Shaocai would have broken through. It's all because she hasn't cultivated herself now, and has repeatedly delayed Jiang Shao's resignation.

Mu Yungui stood on the side and was angry with him. Jiang Shaocai called the monster to explain what he had told him. The monster took his command and dispersed. After the big guys left, the goals of Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui were reduced a lot. Standing on the Gobi, Jiang Shaoci fixedly watched the sunset, and suddenly asked, "You said, if this is a dream, what is the way to escape from the dream?"

Mu Yungui looked at Jiang Shaocai in surprise. Jiang Shaocai stood only on the Gobi Desert, and the strong wind rolled up the grass, blowing his black robe into hunting noises, making him especially lonely and vast. Jiang Shaocai still looked ahead, and said: "Don't think too much, I still don't believe that this is a fake, but I think it is not like you can make up such a complete lie in your brain, so I think Just give it a try."

If Nangongxuan and Chu Meiren were immersed in a beautiful dream and didn't want to wake up, then Jiang Shaoci was in a dark nightmare, because it was so bad that he didn't dare to wake up. He doesn't believe that luck will come to him and will not take any risks, but he believes in her.

Mu Yun stayed back for a while before finally reacting. She immediately ran to Jiang Shaoci and said, "You believe me, this is just a nightmare, as long as you break free, everything will be over."

Jiang Shaoci's mouth ticked lightly: "Perhaps. For the time being, suppose what you are saying is true. It can simulate such a real world. Most of it is a heavenly or even a god-level artifact. Have you ever thought about how to do it? Break free of this artifact?"

Mu Yungui was stunned. She had been preoccupied before, and treated this illusion as a mirror-like thing, thinking that as long as Jiang Shaoci woke up, all the problems would be solved. However, she has realized that this place is fake, why hasn't she been ejected?

Jiang Shaoci sighed indifferently, and said lazily: "I know you haven't thought about it. The difference between a heavenly magical weapon and a godly magical weapon is that the former is man-made, while the latter can make people. Driven by the consciousness of, so the ordinary illusion can break free as long as the person is awake, but the magical weapon of the divine rank is different, and certain conditions set by the owner of the divine weapon must be met in order to break free."

Mu Yun climbed onto his back unconsciously with a chill. Mu Yungui thought of what they were planning, and asked with bated breath: "You mean, Ning Qingli?"

Jiang Shaocai nodded slightly: "As far as I know, if there is a magical tool under the sky, it is not me who can subdue the magical tool, it can only be him. Obviously, I don't have the luck."

He sighed as he spoke, his tone seemed to be emotional: "It's not easy to guess his thoughts."

Mu Yungui was completely stunned. Among Jiang Shaocai's three mortal enemies, she had never seen Ning Qingli. She subconsciously used the level of Huan Zhiyuan and Zhan Qianxi to guess Ning Qingli. Now she realized for the first time how terrifying this faceless opponent was.

Ning Qingli took a lot of trouble to lead them to Kunlun Sect, trapped in a magic weapon of the gods, what exactly did he want to do?

Mu Yungui was immersed in his thoughts, and he suddenly woke up when he felt the air flow around him. Mu Yungui found that Jiang Shaocai's palm was filled with a cloud of magic energy, the purity was amazing, even the vast air on the Gobi was distorted by this cyclone, and the strong wind turned its direction and rolled towards it. Jiang Shaocai's change also alarmed the people in ambush ahead. At the end of the yellow sand and the sky, there were faint black spots running, and they were about to act.

Mu Yungui was surprised and hurriedly asked: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shaoci stood in the center of the wind, his black clothes fluttered up and down. His face was cold white, his eyes were scarlet, and magic lines loomed on his eyebrows, and it was dangerous to look at the strangeness. His lips were pale and bloodless, and his thin lips opened and closed, and said: "I don't believe these are fakes, but I believe you. Today I have made too many mistakes, and the upper limit of my cultivation base has been set, and I am unable to fight Ning Qing. I left. I sent you back ten thousand years ago. You went to find me at that time. You have to try to persuade him and let him change the future and stop all of this."

Mu Yun was stunned, and hurriedly said after reacting, "Are you crazy? If you don't believe it, why do you spend a lot of mana? What if my judgment is wrong? Stop, those people will come around!"

The immortal monk who was encircling and suppressing was getting closer, Jiang Shaoci did not stop, but accelerated the transmission of mana. Most of Nangong Xuan's chances came from Jiang Shaoci, and Nangong Xuan knew the secret method of going back to time and space, and Jiang Shaoci naturally knew too. Nangong Xuan has drained his savings after only a thousand years, and Jiang Shaoci has to go back more than 11 thousand years, and the mana consumed is far greater than Nangong Xuan.

Doing this kind of thing before the war is tantamount to suicide. Mu Yungui wanted him to stop, but Jiang Shaoci restrained Mu Yungui's arm with devilish energy and increased the speed to the fastest.

Mu Yungui's body was floating involuntarily, the air around him collapsed slightly, even the light was distorted. In the end, Mu Yungui saw Jiang Shaocai standing on the dim Gobi, chasing soldiers around him, and he was still watching her, his eyes quiet and narrow.

Mu Yungui's eyes were filled with tears, and he asked strenuously, "Why?"

The space has been distorted by the powerful demon energy, and Mu Yungui's voice cannot be heard at all. But Jiang Shaocai understood Mu Yungui's mouth, his thin lips moved slightly and said: "I hope what you said is true, and I hope you can change the world."