The young man immediately smiled, and with a slight movement of his hand, two black magic lotuses emerged, filled with evil energy.
"Fellow Taoist Changqing, these two fifth-grade God-quenching ink lotus plants will serve as my apology." The young man smiled softly, "This is a matter of mutual benefit. I hope fellow Taoist will not be angry. For once, Xiao Xun
Don’t bother me anymore!”
After the sound fell, the young man gave these two treasures for tempering the soul to Qin Xuan and turned around to leave.
Qin Xuan glanced at Xiao Xun lightly and said, "Tongtian Magic Mountain!"
Tongtian Demon Mountain is one of the fifteen major immortal veins, and it is also the only two major magic holy places.
Its founder, Tongtian Demon Emperor, is also famous in the immortal world.
However, when thinking of the Heaven-Bearing Demonic Mountain, Qin Xuan thought of a person.
Painted Fairy Saint!
The only saint in Tongtian Magic Mountain, she was also the woman who almost became his Taoist companion in her previous life.
It's a pity... Qin Xuan sighed softly, it was this girl. He had been waiting in the immortal world for thousands of years, but finally he had to be sent a message by the disciples of the Tongtian Demon Mountain. She had feelings for her and fell into the heavenly tribulation.
However, the letter from Saint Tu Xian only talked about the calamity of love and nothing else.
But the demonic disciple who sent the letter spoke in shock.
Qin Xuan seemed to have returned to his previous life. In the vast imperial palace, he lowered his eyes to read the letter, and there seemed to be a lingering fragrance on his fingertips.
"I have been waiting for you for thousands of years, but you are unable to defeat the catastrophe!"
Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, the letter in his hand was ashes, and he was about to get up.
"The saint is not incapable of becoming an immortal, she gave up her life for you!"
Suddenly, a word sounded indifferently.
A man looked at Qin Xuan with jealousy. He had admired Tu Xian for tens of thousands of years, but he was defeated by Tu Xian and Qin Changqing who had known each other for hundreds of years.
After arriving in the immortal world, the man seemed to finally understand why Tu Xian cared about this person and why he was not such a person.
In the Five Directions Imperial Domain, the Half-Emperor Saint, the Lord of Nuo Da Qing Emperor Palace, is majestic in the Immortal Land.
The more this happens, the more jealous the man becomes.
This person has gained strength, status, and even greatness, even to the point of sacrificing his life for the one he loves.
In the imperial palace, Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly, "If there is no reason, you can enter reincarnation. It is not easy for you to send a letter. In the next life, you will be born with an immortal body."
"Qin Changqing!" the man shouted suddenly, "I am delivering this message to you, Qin Changqing, as a reward for your status as a Half-Emperor Saint?"
"You look down on me too much, or are you saying that the friendship between a saint and a virgin is nothing more than that to you!"
Qin Xuan's eyes remained motionless, just looking at this person lightly.
Inside the imperial palace, there was deathly silence, but outside the imperial palace, the auspicious immortal beasts were panicking. Around the Qingdi Imperial Palace, the void, which was trillions of times stronger than the world of cultivation, was trembling, and even the Dao Principles began to be confused.
For ten breaths, this person did not say a word.
Until he slowly turned around and said, "The figure of a saint is hard to match in millions of years in the Tongtian Demon Mountain. How can she be succumbed to the heavenly calamity!"
"I don't know much. I only know that on the eve of the saint's tribulation, a woman entered the saint's retreat place."
"On the second day, the saint passed through the tribulation. She did not use even a single trace of her magic power and allowed the 99,000 to be shot down by the catastrophe. She survived three tribulations together and resisted the tribulation with her own body. It was not until the ninety-nine thousand tribulations were destroyed that the saint was able to survive.
Take your last breath."
"The saint died with a smile on her face. The entire Tongtian Demon Mountain is puzzled as to why the saint is here. I guess, except you, no one can make the saint do this!"
Every word spoken by the young man was as heavy as a fairy mountain, and it caused endless waves in Qin Xuan's eyes.
"Everything is just my guess. As you, Qin Changqing, always say, you are self-righteous and can kill or behead as you please!"
"Just keep your gift from Qin Changqing, don't humiliate me!"
The young man left, and only Qin Xuan sat on the throne with his eyes lowered. He was already at the peak of half-emperor, with the body of a saint. If he could take another step forward, he would be the great emperor.
At this moment, eight thousand years have passed since his cultivation.
On this day, all living beings in the immortal world did not know what was going on. They knew that the person in the Qingdi Palace who was known as the most promising emperor rushed into the center of the immortal land, destroyed a hundred thousand wills of heaven, and rushed to the supreme platform.
On this day, the rooftop collapsed, and a man's broken body came out.
On this day, the immortal land was in chaos, the heavenly path was in chaos, many causes and effects were broken, and the great emperors gathered on the supreme platform.
There are even rumors that the way of heaven has been damaged, and that the master of the Qing Emperor Palace, Qin Changqing, who is only a half-emperor, has broken his merits.
The originally famous Qingdi Palace was at its peak at this moment, comparable to the Palace of the Great Emperor.
…
The vicissitudes of life in Qin Xuan's eyes gradually dissipated and clarity returned.
The wind and thunder fairy wings behind him shook and flew away into the distance.
Tongtian Magic Mountain wanted to use his hand to retaliate against the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect for mutual benefit. What's more, Tangtang Xianmai lowered his posture and looked at him levelly. No need to think about it, Qin Xuan also knew whose handiwork this was.
"In this life, I don't need you to die for me anymore!"
"I don't need anyone to die for me!"
Amidst the wind and thunder, there was a faint murmur, dispersed in the void.
…
In the vast starry sky, there is a mountain, I don’t know how many feet high, and I don’t know how many feet wide it is.
I only know that the large stars on the side are as small as dust under this mountain. Countless stars surround it, as if this mountain is the core of the universe.
In a large hall in this mountain, there is a woman with a demon face and her fingertips are bright red.
At her fingertips, there was an elixir that looked like blood, and between her fingers, there was a cup, which contained golden blood and exuded majestic essence, but it was blocked by the restriction on the mouth of the cup.
The woman took a sip, and blood rolled into her throat, her eyes moving slightly under the devil's face.
"Saint!"
The young man who had been in contact with Qin Xuan before lowered his head. He worshiped on the ground and did not even have the courage to raise his head to glance at the figure.
Even though he is the number one disciple of the Heaven-Bearing Demonic Mountain, even the Supreme Master must praise him.
"How!?" Tu Xian said, his voice was loud, but it was as tender as water.
"All 20,000 Dao Lords of the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect were wiped out. This time, all 30,000 Returning Void Dao Lords of the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect were wiped out. It can be said to be a heavy loss!" The man bowed his head with a smile. Even so, he still did not dare to raise his head.
"Yeah!" Tu Xian nodded lightly. After the young man left respectfully, she pointed at her silk hair and said softly: "Qin Changqing, interesting!"
There was a faint light in the eyes under the devil's face, "One person can actually kill 30,000 immortal disciples, which is quite capable!"
She drank the golden blood in the cup and stood up slowly.
"Perhaps, I should go and find out if this kid is qualified to join my Holy Mountain. If so, it would be great to recruit him to join the Holy Mountain." Tu Xian chuckled lightly, raised the pot and was about to pour it, but his brows furrowed slightly.
"The blood of the Candle Dragon is gone. The guys from the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain are too stingy!"
"It's just a matter of bleeding some blood. The dragon's body is millions of feet long, but it only gives one pot."
She frowned slightly and put the words Qin Changqing behind her for the time being.
"Forget it, this saint actually agreed to go and shake the ancient imperial territory?"
"I wonder if this ancient imperial realm can allow me to find the supreme immortal fate!"
The sound fell and the void remained as usual, but Tu Xian's figure quietly dispersed, as if she did not exist in this palace.