Hearing Fan Zhengfei's words, Du Lian looked a little unnatural.
Although she was able to maintain a trace of consciousness in the realm of the Ten Thousand Immortals, her instincts after transforming into the Yaochi Fairy were still there, and her love for the "Appearing True Lord" was uncontrollable.
Entering the spiritual realm again will inevitably lead to another round of confusion...
"Why don't we wait a few days until Master Fan comes to discuss it?"
Du Lian thought for a moment and said.
Fan Zhengfei pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "That's right. If you appear in the Ten Thousand Immortal Realm frequently, it might arouse others' suspicion, so just wait a moment."
Du Lian suppressed the beautiful thoughts in her heart and took a slight breath.
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At the foot of a low mountain on Wanxian Island, a stone statue stands majestically.
The stone statue is of a handsome young man with extraordinary bearing. He is wearing ancient clothes, with his hands behind his back, looking leisurely into the distance.
On the stone statue, there is a mysterious Taoist rhythm flowing, as if the incarnation of the Tao of Heaven is in harmony with all things.
Pang Yue stood under this stone statue, looking at its face, thoughtfully.
He had nothing to do and looked around the stone statues on the island. As he had guessed, he found the stone statue of the "Apparently True King"!
Facing the stone statue, he felt a strange connection fall on him.
Following this connection, he quietly activated the Xiantian Wuji Monument, explored its secrets, and vaguely grasped some tips.
At this moment, he turned his head leisurely and looked into the distance.
I saw a beautiful young woman with cool appearance and picturesque features standing on an auspicious cloud, coming gracefully.
She was wearing a purple dress, and her graceful and perfect waist curve was vividly outlined.
The beautiful young woman's eyes turned back and forth between the stone statue and Pang Yue several times, with a slightly strange look on her face.
"I've met my uncle."
Du Lian and Wanfu saluted, and asked softly: "Master, uncle, have you gained anything from coming here to observe the stone statues?"
When Pang Yue saw this girl, he remembered his previous experience in the realm of ten thousand immortals, and he suddenly had reverie in his heart.
He smiled and said: "Throughout the ages, how many monks have come here to observe and crack the cracks, but they have returned without success. How can I dare to say what I have gained?"
After a pause, he saw Du Lian alone and asked curiously: "Why don't you see Fan Dao's friend?"
Du Lian replied: "My husband was discussing matters with fellow Taoist Yang. I had nothing to do, so I looked around at the stone statues. I didn't expect to meet my uncle here by chance."
Pang Yue's heart moved, and he invited: "Fellow Daoist Du, please come down and observe with me. If you have any insights, we can also communicate with each other."
Du Lian saw "Uncle Master" staring at him with stern eyes. He was full of doubts in his heart. His face was calm and he smiled and said: "How dare you disturb Uncle Master's purity? There are so many stone statues on the island. Why did Uncle Master choose this one?" Stone statue?"
Pang Yue took a deep look at the woman and said solemnly: "There is God's will in the dark. This stone statue attracts me the most, or is destined to me."
"I see."
Du Lian nodded slightly and said softly: "Uncle, I will take my leave now."
After saying that, he rode on the auspicious clouds and floated away.
Pang Yue sat quietly under the stone statue for half a day, and seemed to have gained something. Then he left leisurely and returned to the jade tower of the manor.
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Jade Tower Quiet Room.
The surrounding walls are covered with spiritual restrictions, blocking outside prying eyes.
Pang Yue sat cross-legged on the jade mat, a ball of spiritual light floating in front of him, and in the midst of it was a clear light and a divine talisman.
——The Eight Scenery Talisman of the Shangyuan Dynasty.
I saw him move, disappear into the quiet room, and escape into the talisman.
The Cangming Realm of the Eight Scenes of the Shangyuan Dynasty.
The boundless deep dark blue water light filled the infinite, the icy cold air filled the sky, and there was a dead silence and coldness between the sea and the sky.
There is a crystal clear iceberg floating on the sea. Deep inside the iceberg, trapped is a plump and graceful figure.
Suddenly, a light flashed on the sea, and Pang Yue's figure appeared.
As soon as he thought about it, the iceberg in the distance floated over and stopped in front of him.
The female cultivator trapped in the iceberg is the female cultivator of the Xuanyuan Sect who has practiced the Thunder Yuan Demon God's Dharma!
This woman has a very beautiful appearance, a cool temperament, and her cultivation level is no less than that of Yang Shoujing.
He has amazing magical powers, and he is presumably a high-ranking figure in the Xuanyuan Sect.
Unfortunately, he accidentally made a move and was captured alive by Pang Yue using a sixth-level talisman.
At this moment, all the magic power in her body was frozen and suppressed by the Cangming Realm. The power of a world pressed down on her, making her no different from ordinary people.
Pang Yue looked at this woman, his big sleeves flicked, and the iceberg as hard as iron suddenly turned into the tiniest blue ice dust, flying in the sky.
A graceful figure fell from the blue ice dust, and was about to fall into the sea, when the sea water surged up gently and condensed into a platform to catch the female cultivator.
Although she had lost her magic power, her physical body cultivation level, which had been greatly improved during the Second Tribulation of the Golden Core, was still there. She was not in a hurry at this moment, stabilized her figure, and looked at Pang Yue coldly.
Pang Yue also came to the platform where the sea water condensed. The water light transformed behind him, and a high-backed chair appeared. He sat down and then looked at the female cultivator leisurely and asked with a smile: "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
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The female cultivator snorted coldly and shouted: "Stop playing these silly tricks. If you want to kill or behead me, please do whatever you want!"
Pang Yue laughed loudly, looked at the female cultivator up and down, and asked, "Do you know why I didn't kill you that day?"
The female cultivator sneered and said: "Don't you just want to find out what Xuanyuan Sect's plan is this time? I advise you to give up. My soul is restricted by the True Lord Yuanshen. Forcibly searching the soul will only cause my soul to self-destruct.
You get nothing."
She was controlled by others and suppressed by the sixth-level talisman, and it was difficult for her to even commit suicide.
For this reason, in order to avoid being bullied by others, I thought of using words to provoke each other and force the other party to take his own life.
Pang Yue shook his head and said: "I have always cared for you, so how could I kill you so easily? Originally, I have a secret technique of dual cultivation. If I practice it with you a few more times, it's not like I can't capture your body and mind..."
The female cultivator had a mocking look on her face, as if the dignified monks from Qianluo Palace also used such despicable and despicable methods.
But I heard Pang Yue say again: "But... I have recently acquired an ancient illusion technique, and I just want to try it on my fellow Taoist. Later, my fellow Taoist will fall into the illusion, and I will transform into the person closest to you. You can
Try, can you block my methods and hide the secret?"
"It's just an illusion, if you dare to let go of the restrictions on me, will I still be afraid of you?"
The female cultivator said coldly.
Pang Yue said calmly: "Why not?"
After saying that, with a flick of the finger, the shackles on the female cultivator's body were removed, and all her magic power was restored.
Thunder flashed behind her, a majestic and tall thunder shadow slowly took shape, and terrifying thunder fluctuations spread out.
But Pang Yue still sat there leisurely, looking at her quietly.
The female cultivator's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the golden elixir in her body trembled violently and exploded violently!
She wants to die together with Pang Yue!
Even if we can't die together, it's better than suffering all the humiliation!
boom!
Within the territory of Cangming, a dazzling huge ball of light appeared and exploded.
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"Master, are you okay?"
A warm voice full of concern sounded.
Wen Nianxi slowly opened her beautiful eyes and saw a familiar and handsome face.
"Xuanzhi...I'm not dead?"
Wen Nianxi frowned and looked around. She was in a huge palace, surrounded by stone walls carved with ancient flowers, birds, insects and fish. In the center of the dome of the hall, there was a broken ancient bronze mirror.
Wasn't it that I was captured by the people from Qianluo Palace and suppressed in the Shangyuan Eight Views Talisman?
I died together with him... Why do I appear here?
This is where?
"Master, you have just come out of Bu Tianjian's illusion. Quickly regulate your heart and breath, and hold on to your soul."
Next to Wen Nianxi, the handsome man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and an imposing figure said warmly.
This is his apprentice, He Xuanzhi.
Wen Nianxi nodded, followed the instructions and started to use Xuanyuanzong's mental method, and calmed down with concentration.
An hour later, she slowly opened her eyes, with a complex expression on her delicate snow-white face.
Only then did she recall what she had experienced!
When she first entered the fourth level of the Golden Core, she took several disciples to explore an ancient ruins on the Immortal Meteor Island. Unexpectedly, they fell into a desperate situation. Only one of the disciples died, He Xuan, and the master and disciples were also trapped in this stone palace. Inside, unable to leave.
After several explorations, the two activated the stone hall mechanism, revealing the broken bronze mirror embedded in the dome of the hall.
The name of this mirror is the Divination Mirror, and it is an eighth-level magic weapon!
Although it is a broken magic weapon, its magical power is still advanced and unpredictable, beyond the two's expectations.
Influenced by this treasure, the two of them dreamed for hundreds of years, jumped into the river of destiny, and experienced their own "future"!
Wen Nianxi was tossed through different streams of destiny, experiencing seven different lives in a row. In her seventh life, she successfully cultivated to the Second Tribulation of the Golden Core and became an elder of the Leiyuan lineage of the Xuanyuan Sect.
Six hundred years later, Xuan Yuanzong teamed up with Wanyao Island to fight against Qianluo Palace. He was ordered to go to Wanxian Island to intercept and kill the rune masters of Qianluo Palace. Unexpectedly, he was plotted by a traitor and was suppressed in a talisman. .
In desperation, in order to avoid being humiliated, he had no choice but to self-destruct the golden elixir and die with the enemy!
Several other future life experiences also ended in death...but the seventh one left the deepest impression on her.
She sighed quietly, looked at her apprentice, and asked, "Xuanzhi, have you also seen your future?"
He Xuanzhi's handsome face showed a strange look, and he nodded with a wry smile: "I see, my disciple's life is poor. After nine lives, he only got the golden elixir once, and joined forces with his master to break the restriction here and escape." Heaven...the other eight times, they all died of old age here."
He is now in the state of Taoist perfection, and is only one step away from forming a pill.
"The Hongmeng Yuanshi Xuanqiong Dao Zun Dharma you cultivated is the first of the nine major Dharma appearances of the Xuanyuan Sect. The people who have used this method to form elixirs have always been rare."
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Wen Nianxi looked at her apprentice and said softly.
Of the seven lives she has experienced, she has gone out six times. The main reason for this was that she made a crucial choice.
Indeed, after leaving this place, only He Xuanzhi can advance to the Golden Core realm, and then the two of them join forces to briefly break the remaining ancient restrictions in the stone palace.
The Hongmeng Yuanshi Xuanqiong Dao Zun Dharma practiced by He Xuanzhi is the only chance of survival for the two of them!
Only the magical power of this Dharma image can break through the ancient restrictions. But the difficulty lies precisely in this. Throughout the history of Xuanyuan Sect, there are very few people who have used this method to form elixirs, and they are all people with great wisdom and great luck.
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He Xuanzhi is extremely talented, has great luck and good fortune since childhood...otherwise, he would not have encountered the fragment of the eighth-level magic weapon here!
As for that choice, she couldn't make up her mind for a while.
"It's about fortune telling and predicting the future. Such a heaven-defying treasure is elusive and out of reach. It's really a trick of fate."
He Xuanzhi looked at the broken bronze mirror on the dome and couldn't help but sigh.
Now both of them have foreseen what they will experience in the next few hundred years, which is equivalent to being reborn. If they can get out, they will definitely rise quickly and have a promising future.
Although destiny cannot be violated, once you know destiny, you will have a direction to work hard. Even the slightest possibility can leverage the entire destiny and make it develop in a better direction!
Wen Nianxi asked softly: "How did you achieve your only chance to break through?"
He Xuanzhi stretched out his right hand, his white and slender fingers full of power. He gently grabbed it in the air, and a blood-red heart emerged and fell into his hand.
The heart is like a living thing, covered with blood vessels like earthworms, beating freely and endlessly.
An extremely rich vitality emanates from it, but there is also infinite demonic meaning contained in it, which makes people's hearts tremble, panic, and frightened.
“That’s what I rely on!”
He Xuanzhi said casually: "This heart of the Holy Demon contains a fragment of the way of heaven. If it can be refined, it can be used to form an elixir in one fell swoop. However, refining this heart is extremely dangerous. I tried nine times.
Only once did it work by chance."
"However, that time was no different from the previous eight times. After I woke up from Bu Tianjian's illusion, I deduced it countless times, and I am only sure of one thing. The success that time was definitely an accident!"
The man looked at Wen Nianxi with clear eyes and said with a smile: "Master, this is the only chance. Apart from this, I can't find any other way to form an elixir... I have to take a chance and give it a try."
"Wait a minute!"
Wen Nianxi said.
The man looked at Master Nai in astonishment.
A hint of imperceptible shyness flashed across Wen Nianxi's face, and she pretended to be calm and said: "My teacher lived in the illusion of Bu Tianjian, and he escaped from here in six of his seven lives."
"What?"
He Xuanzhi was surprised at first, and then said happily: "Great, Master, have you found another way to leave?"
Wen Nianxi looked at her apprentice's handsome face, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes. Thinking of the future experiences and relationship between the two, a lot of the bonds and worries in her heart quietly dissipated.
She smiled softly and said: "There is no other way. I just... just help you get the golden elixir."
After saying this, two blushes appeared on her pretty snow-white face, and there was a hint of charm in her cool temperament.
He Xuanzhi was startled and didn't understand what it meant.
Wen Nianxi suppressed the distracting thoughts in her heart, looked calm, and said solemnly: "Master... I have a method that can help you refine the heart of the Holy Demon safely, but from now on, the two of us can no longer be masters and disciples, you
Are you willing?"
He Xuanzhi frowned and looked at Wen Nianxi: "Master, what are you..."
Wen Nianxi continued: "Not only that, when you use this secret method, you need to relax your mind. All your past experiences, secrets, and your most authentic thoughts must be seen by me without reservation. You
Are you willing?"
Everyone has secrets, especially those buried deep inside.
There are many secrets that even the people closest to you are unwilling to reveal.
Especially monks!
Many secrets are related to one's life and death.
However, He Xuanzhi heard a clue from Wen Nianxi's mouth.
"Master, what you are talking about is the fusion of soul and spirit?"
he asked in a deep voice.
Only when their souls blend together, like water and milk, without distinguishing each other, can they achieve the effect Wen Nianxi just said.
That is a more naked contact than naked body contact. It is an intimate contact from the spiritual and soul level!
Wen Nianxi's face turned red, and she nodded: "Yes, when I was practicing the Hinayana Xuanyuan Daoguo Sutra, I once obtained a Taoist double cultivation magical power. The conditions for this method are extremely demanding, and the dual cultivation Taoist couple must completely relax their minds before they can
Completed."
"For the present plan, this is the only way to leave this place. We, as cultivators, do not need to adhere to conventional etiquette. You should think about it for a while and come to me when you have figured it out..."
Having said that, Wen Nianxi raised her hand and released a floating cloud fairy house, transforming into a stream of light and instantly escaping into it.
Although she knew her disciple had no choice, she still had to give him some time.
It also saves some face for myself.
Inside the Fuyun Fairy House.
Wen Nianxi sat on the jade couch with a complicated expression, secretly observing her apprentice He Xuanzhi with her spiritual consciousness.
In the ancient stone hall, huge rubbles lay scattered on the ground. A tall and handsome man stood on top of the boulders, his brows furrowed, as if he was making a difficult decision.
Does he already have someone he likes, or does he have some secret related to his spiritual consciousness that cannot be known by the second person?
Wen Nianxi was curious and guessing.
For several days, He Xuanzhi was sitting outside Fuyun Immortal House, motionless like a sculpture.
Wen Nianxi waited quietly in the fairy house.
It was not until the ninth day that He Xuanzhi stood up and strode towards Fuyun Immortal House.
Wen Nianxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then became nervous again.
The thought of having to cultivate with my disciple for several years, getting along day and night, being so close, made me feel embarrassed.
But as she said, this is the only way out!
He Xuanzhi walked into the fairy house, looked at the beautiful woman in a moon-white dress in the gorgeously decorated boudoir, and said: "Master, my apprentice has figured it out. From today on, I will no longer be your apprentice..."
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"I want to be your man!"
After that, he strode towards Wen Nianxi, picked up the woman and walked towards the jade couch.
Wen Nianxi closed her eyes in shame, put her arms around He Xuazhi's neck, and breathed out softly: "For the rest of my life...please have mercy on me."
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The way of dual cultivation is broad and profound.
Both of them are extremely talented people, but they also practiced for more than a month before they finally mastered the secret technique.
Wen Nianxi was exhausted physically and mentally, the two of them were in harmony, and all their past experiences were known to the other.
Including her seven life experiences that were detected by divination!
This day.
In the fairy house, on the jade couch, Wen Nianxi was wrapped in tulle, and her exquisite and graceful body was looming.
She looked at He Xuanzhi, who had smooth muscles all over his body and a perfect and strong body, and said lazily: "Xuanzhi, starting from today, you can try to refine the heart of the Holy Demon. With your current cultivation level,
After several years of double cultivation, you will be able to completely refine it. By then, you will be able to form a golden elixir and break through the restrictions here in one fell swoop."
In the past few days, she has tasted her essence, her beautiful eyes are full of charm, and her love is like honey.
He Xuanzhi smiled slightly and said, "Master, you don't need the heart of a holy devil to leave."
Wen Nianxi's face turned red and she said angrily, "You still call me master?"
He Xuanzhi laughed loudly, and his face suddenly changed, turning into a middle-aged man with an average appearance.
Wen Nianxi's pretty face suddenly changed, and she said in surprise: "You are..."
Her heart trembled, and a chill rushed to the sky!
The experience of the seventh life revealed by fortune-telling illuminated her heart like lightning.
Illusion!
This is what he calls illusion!
Wen Nianxi suddenly understood!
Her figure swayed, her delicate body flashed with thunder, and she suddenly left the jade bed, leaving the man who was playing with her emotions like a demon!
In the blink of an eye, she was out of Fuyun Fairy House.
The ancient stone temple outside slowly disappeared like a melting candle.
Instead, there is an endless, deep blue, and extremely cold sea!
On the sea, a piece of floating clouds supports an elegant house.
She was wearing a light gauze, and all other dresses and clothes were left in the fairy house.
"You deserve to die!"
Wen Nianxi felt unspeakably ashamed and angry, and her mana was pushed to the limit. She wanted to completely destroy the floating cloud fairy house in front of her, as well as the man.
However, the drops of golden elixir in her body swayed and then fell silent, without any movement.
An unprecedented feeling of fatigue came to mind.
Doesn't she have any apprentices, and has she ever been to Yuanxian Island and seen Bu Tianjian?
It’s all nonsense!
It was just the opponent's illusion that left her defenseless, and she didn't even notice when she was hit by the spell.
"That's right! When he promised to unlock my magic power, he cast an illusion on me!"
Wen Nianxi suddenly woke up.
Pang Yue walked out of Fuyun Fairy House and looked at Wen Nianxi with a leisurely look: "Fellow Daoist Wen, uukanshuwww.uukanshu.com I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it."
In his eyes, the graceful and beautiful female nun in front of him had no secrets from the inside out.
Wen Nianxi was devastated, ashamed and angry: "You are despicable!"
I was a great master of the Second Tribulation of Jindan, but I was completely defeated in front of this person.
Not only did he lose his body, but his life-long experience and memory were also arbitrarily snatched away by the other party! And the memory of the so-called "He Xuanzhi" was nothing more than a fictional character created by the other party.
At this moment.
Pang Yue couldn't help but sigh, the secret method originating from Yuanshuo Immortal Court was really powerful.
The Golden Core Second Tribulation monks have no resistance to this mirage technique. From this point of view, even if they face a half-step Yuan Shen overhaul, they can rely on this to deal with it.
After Wen Nianxi performed the surgery, his performance when he devoted himself wholeheartedly to dual cultivation was amazing.
It left him with endless aftertaste...
He took a step forward, appeared beside Wen Nianxi in a flash, and pulled her into his arms.
Wen Nianxi struggled fiercely, but to no avail. Finally, she paused with despair.
She said coldly: "You are a dignified Xuanmen monk, but your behavior is comparable to that of the Demon Sect. If Qianluo Palace finds out, your cultivation will be abolished and you will be expelled from the palace."
Pang Yue looked at her delicate and fair face and said with a smile: "They say that a couple's kindness lasts a hundred days. They were so tender and affectionate just now, why did they become so heartless in the blink of an eye?"
Wen Nianxi spat and refused to answer his words.
Pang Yue said again: "You can practice quietly here and refine some talismans for me. I will send you back to Xuanyuan Sect after I finish handling the outside matters."
After saying that, he hugged Wen Nianxi and turned around to return to Fuyun Fairy House.
Russian qing.
Then an extremely suppressed, charming and melodious hum was heard.
