Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

How can these things that have long been submerged in the cycle of life and death be found out and become a burden? Why is Xiao Fuxuan?

Just because it blocked the catastrophe?

A thing that he has been thinking about for many years, but has been used so far... It's really unreasonable.

Wu Xingxue thought.

It would be nice if Xiao Fuxuan didn't remember this night.

He suddenly had such an idea, and at that moment felt deja vu. I thought the same thing about hundreds of years ago.

He not only hoped that Xiao Fuxuan would not remember, but also hoped that these bound souls would also forget this moment.

Spiritual souls are not living people, they will not calculate the difference between this life and that life. Under the use of people with a heart, only their instincts are left - whoever kills them, who brings them the pain of this moment, they hate whoever.

It's you!

It's you!

You made me suffer so much...

You just chopped off my hand!

The soul, caught in pain and hatred, screamed and rushed towards Xiao Fuxuan desperately.

They attempted a sneak attack before, but Xiao Fuxuan cut off his arm. The hatred was strong now, and they suddenly regained their vigor. The flesh-white arms stretched out from the fracture, like wicked wickers, which were densely stretched towards the person.

That stance can't be ended by slashing the arm again.

Cuts and then grows, grows and cuts again, the hatred will grow deeper and deeper, that is an endless reciprocating cycle, until they are exhausted here.

Forget it.

At the critical moment, Wu Xingxue touched his waist subconsciously.

The moment his finger touched Bai Yu Mengling, he realized that the dream bell was cracked and he had forgotten how to use it.

Sudden!

A vague bell sounded from nowhere, but enveloped the entire forbidden area.

In an instant, even the wind and smoke stopped in the entire forbidden area, no longer flowing.

Those spirits also froze suddenly, maintaining the attitude of rushing towards Xiao Fuxuan and solidifying in the dust. Those flesh-colored vine-like arms stopped growing wildly, and stopped just a millimeter away from Xiao Fuxuan.

And Xiao Fuxuan's movement of raising the sword stopped, and suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Xingxue.

The bell you rang? Xiao Fuxuan opened his mouth in surprise and looked at Wu Xingxue's waist.

Wu Xingxue was also a little confused: I didn't.

His white jade bell was still hanging quietly by his waist, and the crack still existed. The sound did not come from here, but it sounded very similar to Mengling.

Where will it be? who did it?

Wu Xingxue listened carefully to the bell, trying to find the source. But because he listened too carefully, he was also confused for a moment under the effect of the ringtone. At one point, he even thought of Quedu.

He quickly broke free, looked up again, and saw thousands of spirits looking at his long arms, and at Xiao Fuxuan again, with their heads full of confusion, they slowly retracted their hands.

Why are my hands so long?

Me too, it's weird.

What am I going to do?

I don't know, I'm a little confused too.

Who are you?!

This is a forbidden place, how did you get in?

Those spirits slowly turned their heads again, looked at Xiao Fuxuan and Wu Xingxue, and threatened as if they had never seen them before: In this forbidden place, there are layers of sword formations and fire formations. Dare?

Wu Xingxue: ...

Forgot so quickly. This effect is indeed like a dream bell.

He suddenly remembered that when he first entered the inn, he saw a white jade bell that looked like a dream bell hanging by the counter of the inn.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly remembered another scene in the ringtone——

He remembered that he was carrying the small white jade bell and handed it to the shopkeeper with huge bags under his eyes, I heard that the shopkeeper can't sleep well at night, so I'll give you a gadget.

The shopkeeper took the bell, embarrassed and puzzled: Young master is a member of the fairy door? This bell... is it a magic weapon?

I got the fate of immortality by chance, and I learned how to make it. I don't know if it can be a magic treasure, but it has some effect.

What's the use?

He thought about it for a while, and then smiled lightly: Can... exorcise evil spirits, and talk about safety.

The shopkeeper was skeptical, but there would not be too many things for safety, so he hung the jade bell by the counter of the inn.

...

Wu Xingxue suddenly returned to God.

The reason why he noticed that this inn was unusual was because of the simple version of the dream bell hanging at the door. He was still wondering at the time, where did this dream bell come from.

Now that I think about it, I am afraid that I lived here a hundred years ago and discovered all kinds of things in the forbidden area. I didn't think of a proper solution for a while, and I was worried that the soul would be used by others, and I remembered those hatreds of the past, causing disasters. He left something very similar to a dream bell in the store, so that it can calm down when the spirit is in turmoil.

But after all, that is not a real dream bell, and it seems that there is no need to urge Xian Li to shake it personally. It's more like the soul reacts when it goes crazy.

That bell sound is also the most effective for the soul, but for people like him and Xiao Fuxuan, it is not so immediate.

But he will still be affected, and his mind will become a little groggy in the ringtone.

Small gadget, so powerful... Wu Xingxue muttered while holding the small bell around his waist. After he muttered, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Fuxuan. However, he saw the other party standing there with his eyes lowered and listening to the bell, frowning slightly in trance.

After a long time, Xiao Fuxuan raised his hand and touched the edge of his lips.

Wu Xingxue: ?

He was a little unclear, and was about to ask a question, when Xiao Fuxuan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him, squinting his long eyes, not knowing what he remembered.

Wu Xingxue felt a little guilty for no apparent reason, and swallowed the question.

He was stared at by the other party, and a guess suddenly flashed - he suspected that Xiao Fuxuan might have remembered how he relaxed his vigilance hundreds of years ago when he was listening to the ringtone, and his memory was modified by Mengling.

As for why you touch your lips...

Um……

However, Wu Xingxue couldn't continue to think, because the bell never stopped, not only his spirit was affected, but even his confusion became heavier. Staying in this bell for a while, I'm afraid he will be full of Magpie Capital again.

Do we have to avoid it for a while— Before Wu Xingxue's words could fall, he felt a high shadow suddenly appear in front of him.

He was hugged by someone and crashed into the breath of Tiansu Shangxian.

Then his eyes were dark and his feet were empty, and he was taken out of this forbidden area.

The moment he passed through the entrance to the forbidden area, Xiao Fuxuan's voice sounded right in front of his nose: I've always wondered, why did people change their memories by being unnoticed in the first place.

His breath almost fell on Wu Xingxue's lips, a little itchy. Wu Xingxue pursed his lips, and heard him whisper, You are trying to trick me.

I……

Wu Xingxue licked his lips, and was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes lit up—they had temporarily come out of the forbidden area.

The first group of people who came out of the forbidden area were the disciples of the Feng family. All of them held long swords and guarded the entrance with tight expressions, as if they wanted to enter but did not dare to enter rashly.

Wu Xingxue looked at their gestures and expressions, and suddenly thought of one thing: if people in Luohuashan City were all bound, they had grown here and again for a hundred years or more, like him or Xiao Fuxuan who came to the world occasionally. The immortals are indeed difficult to see, and the real mortals who follow the excitement every year are also difficult to see, but there are a group of people not so...

It's not someone else, it's the Feng family.

The disciples of the Feng family looked after the entire Luohuashan City, and whenever something went wrong, they would always be invited to come. Over and over, they should be very familiar with the people in the mountain city, and they should recognize their appearance at different ages.

Three or five years is enough. How can it be impossible to see the clues for a long time? If you can see the clues, but pretend to be safe and sound, it will be unusual.

From this point of view, there is obviously a problem with the Feng family.

Do they know something and help cover it up for some reason? Or have you been directly involved?

But this kind of thing related to the sacred tree and forbidden land should not be clear to any little disciple. If there is a connection, it must be the people who are in charge of the Feng family. It's just... how do you turn these young disciples in front of you into the masters of the Feng family?

The big devil thought of an idea.

Xiao Fuxuan. Taking advantage of his convenient posture, he whispered into the sky, Can you tie the group of little devils in front of you?

Xiao Fuxuan: ...

***

Ning Huaishan didn't expect that he would be caught in the doorway of the house. What he didn't expect was that he actually lost his way in the fantasy world of Luohuashan City, where he could neither find his city lord nor Fang Chu.

While looking around in the twelve-mile market, he thought to himself: If the first person to find it is Tiansu Shangxian, what should the mother do? Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to turn around and run?

I hope that God has long eyes, and the city lord blesses me, don't let me face Tiansu Shangxian alone.

Ning Huaishan prayed like this all night, and God really opened his eyes...

He didn't meet Xiao Fuxuan, he met Yi Wusheng.

It was a shop that sold rouge gouache, and I don't know how many things were knocked over, causing the small half of the street to be full of fragrance. Ning Huaishan sneezed ten times in a row, almost knocking Nao Renzi out.

He just turned his head and rubbed his nose, then turned back and saw Yi Wusheng.

Seeing that man's cloth towel covered half of the bridge of his nose, his eyebrows and eyes were a little pale and sickly, which was a bit like a weak scholar. It is impossible to see that he is a big sect and a well-known figure.

Ning Huaishan pouted.

Originally, Yi Wusheng hadn't noticed anyone in this corner, but was attracted by the string of sneezes.

When he saw Ning Huaishan, he was stunned for a moment. He was embarrassed for a moment, but it disappeared quickly and said, It can be considered that he has seen someone.

It's nice to hear the tone.

Ning Huaishan snorted inwardly, thinking, why are you still here? The life of a remnant soul is longer than mine.

He really wanted to show this sneer on his face, but he kept sneezing and sneezing, and he couldn't show any fierceness.

Seeing his appearance, Doctor Wusheng began to take out his medicine bag.

Ning Huaishan covered her nose and said, No, don't take it out, I don't want it! I'm not sick, what kind of medicine did I take. I was smoked alive...

Doctor Wusheng found a pill and said, I have countless recipes and pills, not only to treat the disease, but also to stop the smoked ones. Stop it as soon as you eat it, and you try it.

Ning Huaishan didn't want to try it.

But his sneezing did get worse and worse, and if it went on like this, his nose and tears would fly all over the place. He is a demon, but he can't afford to lose this person.

So he reluctantly took the pill and swallowed it raw.

As soon as he tilted his neck, he heard the noise in the street ahead and the sound of footsteps. There seemed to be a lot of people coming.

Ning Huaishan glanced over there and asked Doctor Wusheng, You

Have you seen my city lord? There is also Fang Chu. I've been looking for them for a long time, and it stands to reason that we shouldn't. How can I be divided into pieces as soon as I enter the fantasy realm, and I can't find anyone...

Doctor Wusheng shook his head: I didn't see it, and I searched for it for a long time. I originally planned to draw a talisman to find someone, but it was interrupted by some movement.

The paper he was holding was hidden between his sleeves, and it sounded like he could speak normally, no different from a living person.

The footsteps sounded hurried, getting closer.

Ning Huaishan glanced at it again and muttered, This doesn't sound like going to the mountain market...

It's from the Feng family. Yi Wusheng replied, I just came from there. I saw a large group of disciples from the Feng family, with a worried expression, and I don't know what to do.

The Hua family and the Feng family have been friends for generations, but these disciples of the Feng family are not the ones he often deals with. It should also be the person in the illusion of Luohuashan City, who belonged to hundreds of years ago.

Just as he was talking, a group of people in uniform sect robes came over.

At the head was a man who could not tell his age, but he looked handsome, but his face was calm and looked a little old-fashioned.

Ning Huaishan was born as a demon and was most sensitive to the smell of blood. He cocked the tip of his nose and sniffed a few times, then looked at the man's hand, only to find that there were several bloodstains on the back of his hand holding the sword, as if he had just experienced something unpleasant and was injured.

The man looked up at the inn next to the rouge shop, and asked the people around him with a cold face: Shulan, did the distress talisman you received really come from here?

The one named Shulan was a tall and slender woman with double swords hanging from her waist. She had a very beautiful profile and a natural smile. But she didn't say anything with a smile: You can't be wrong. If it wasn't for this store, I wouldn't have to bother you.

When the woman's name was said, Yi Wusheng was slightly surprised.

Ning Huaishan glanced at him: What? Do you know me?

Doctor Wusheng said: That is... the previous head of the Feng family, Feng Shulan. Of course, she was gone a long time ago.

Obviously, at the moment, this Feng Shulan is not the leading figure in the Feng family. It should be hundreds of years ago, just like everyone else in the fantasy world.

The leading man asked again, Have the help talisman ever said that he was trapped by someone?

Shulan hesitated for a moment and said, I said it.

The man asked in a deep voice, Who?

Shulan: ...

The man turned his head to look at her impatiently: Why are you faltering? The people who besieged the people in Xianmen are nothing more than demons and monsters. Which monsters have been rampant in these years, which one of us have never dealt with, as for this?

Shulan thought for a while and said softly, ...It's not a monster.

Man: What is that?

Shulan: It is said to be Xiao Fuxuan, the immortal of Tiansu.

man:……

who? ? ? ? ? ?

When Ning Huaishan heard the name, she was overjoyed. Then he turned his head and wanted to run - in the absence of his family's city owner, it was not a good thing to find Tiansu first.

He was about to slip away, pretending not to hear the name. It felt like a stream of qi energy swept out from the inn, and that energy was like an invisible long whip, sweeping everyone off guard, causing a sharp pain.

The next moment, the golden light sword energy turned into a long rope wrapped in Xuan Lei, and tied the person who rushed to the door of the inn firmly. inside.

Unfortunately, Ning Huaishan and Yi Wusheng were too close to the Feng family and were tied in together.

When Ning Huaishan walked in, there were question marks on his face: Why is Tiansu's behavior so unreal? !