About 90,000 miles north of Xuanhuang Demon City, there is a bluestone hill about 300 feet high. In the mouths of many demons, this hill has a weird name, called "Ling? Mountain". Ling? Mountain is full of wild growth.
He has a special spiritual plant called "Three Blue Crystals", which is a favorite called "Three Colored Flying Butterflies".
However, the three-color flying butterfly that feeds on three-blue crystals excretes a special substance called "blue crystals". Blue crystals have a pungent smell. This smell is unbearable for many demons.
Just like the human race feels about feces. But for the human race, this kind of blue crystal is one of the indispensable spiritual materials for refining a kind of "Blue Xun Pill".
Lanxun Pill is a widely used insect-repellent and fragrance-enhancing product. It is widely circulated among the human race and is valuable. However, because this Ling? Mountain is deep into the hinterland of the demon race, it can only be used when the Qingmeng caravan passes through this place every hundred years.
Therefore, although the name of this Ling? Mountain is notorious among the demon clan, it is widely spread among the human clan.
On the top of the mountain, a woman with delicate features and blood-stained hair stood quietly on the top of the mountain. Her hands were holding a broken jade pendant and a bunch of finger-length black hair like treasures. There was a faint trace of blood in her faint blood eyes.
A little anxious and expecting.
"What are you waiting for? Is it the girl in Xuanhuang Demon City?"
Inside the black bamboo tube, an old voice sounded faintly, with a bit of surprise in the voice.
"What is the origin of that girl? I can feel that the girl's own strength is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, which is worse than you. How did she stop the Lord Transformation of God in the first place?"
Seeing Jiang Ling'er silent, Mr. Fu's voice came out again from the black bamboo tube, but his voice became more and more confused, as if he was asking, but also as if he was talking to himself.
"That's all, just wait if you want. I've been awake for so long, it's time for me to take a nap. When we meet again next time, I hope you have helped me find my true identity."
Hearing this, Jiang Ling'er, who was originally lost in thought, finally came back to his senses. His eyes moved slightly and he nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu. There are real dragon scales here. Once I sense the whereabouts of your body,
Ling'er will help you find your true body no matter the cost!"
"Hey, it's good to have your words. I'm going to sleep. If you encounter fatal danger, remember to wake me up!"
The voice gradually became inaudible. Upon noticing this, Jiang Ling'er sighed softly and looked around. Just as he was about to take a nap, he suddenly noticed something. He looked towards the void. At the end of his sight, there was a man holding a white rabbit in his arms.
, a woman in a pink skirt and gauze came galloping over, and at the same time, an inexplicable voice of surprise came from afar.
"Sister Jiang, have you escaped?"
At the same time as the voice fell, the woman slowly fell in front of her. Hearing the words, Jiang Ling'er frowned slightly, with a trace of confusion in her eyes. Just as she was about to ask something, her whole body suddenly stiffened, and her pale blood eyes suddenly turned into chaos.
Yuan Xi seemed startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help, "Sister Jiang, what's wrong with you?"
But at this moment, Jiang Ling'er could no longer respond. In the world derived from the mind, when she saw this person for the first time, all Jiang Ling'er's grievances and sufferings turned into a trembling greeting, "Brother Mo...Mo Nian, you...
…Are you ok?"
The mountain is still the same mountain, but it is full of spirituality at this moment. There are peach blossoms and pink branches. On the green grass, a man and a woman stand next to each other, very close to each other, but very far away. At this moment, a man in black robe
The young Taoist stood quietly in front of Jiang Ling'er. Even though they were separated by thousands of years, Jiang Ling'er still recognized the person in front of him at a glance. It was his brother Mo Nian who he had longed for.
At this moment, Jiang Ling'er had thousands of words in her heart, but she didn't know how to say them. Her pair of blood-colored eyes could not accommodate anything else.
"Haha, of course it's good. As for you, your reputation as a witch has spread all over the world over the years. Even the old monsters from the Three Saints Sect can't do anything to you. I admire you very much!"
The Taoist said easily, but Jiang Ling'er slowly shook his head, "Brother Mo Nian, you know what I am thinking! Ling'er just wants to ask you, what is going on with all this? What on earth are you doing?
Is it something Ling'er fantasized about? Master Lu told me that you are Elder Kong, is that true? And you look like this now, just like your nephew, why did you lie to me?"
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Jiang Ling'er seemed to be heartbroken, but the affection in her eyes only increased instead of decreasing. The appearance of such a tearful little daughter was quite different from the rumored witch who was decisive and decisive in killing.
After hearing these words, Kong Fei was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, but then nodded, "Is it so important whether it is true or false? I do not have a physical body now. My soul seems to be powerful, but it keeps passing away. I can only
Living in the hearts of practitioners, after two hundred years, it will fly into ashes and be annihilated. At that time, Kong Fei will no longer exist in the world."
"Two hundred years..."
Jiang Ling'er murmured, with a hint of sadness in her voice, "Brother Kong, I just want to be with you for all eternity. If you go, Ling'er will not live alone! Ever since I heard that you were killed by the Three Saints
After hearing the news about the killing of the Three Saints Sect, I did not hesitate to make enemies of the world, hunting down the cultivators of the Three Saints Sect everywhere, and became a witch that everyone hated. Only in this way can Ling'er find the meaning of living.
Brother Kong, you said you can only live in the hearts of cultivators, so how about you treat this place as your home? I, Jiang Ling'er, don't ask for anything else in this life. I only want to get along with Brother Kong day and night. Even if Ling is annihilated in ashes two hundred years later, Ling'er will not ask for anything else in this life.
My son is satisfied with this life!"
Hearing this, Kong Fei thought for a while and finally nodded, "That's good. The girl outside is the direct descendant of the elder monster of the Three Saints Sect. I borrowed her body before and changed her memory. In her impression,
, I escaped from the Xuanhuang Demon Realm with you, and we are sisters who share weal and woe. This woman is different from other disciples of the Three Saints Sect. She has a quiet temperament and has never committed any unnecessary killings. You don’t need to embarrass her!"
But at this moment, Jiang Ling'er, who was full of joy, couldn't hear this at all, and had no intention of pursuing anything. After hearing the word "yehao", Jiang Ling'er felt that all the hardships and grievances in the past were worth it, and she cried with joy.
When he was about to fly towards him, Kong Fei's whole body was like an elusive phantom, passing directly through the middle.
"The technique that Kong cultivates is somewhat special. This spirit is between reality and reality. It can communicate but cannot be grasped."
Hearing this, Jiang Ling'er's eyes suddenly showed a hint of disappointment, but he still nodded heavily, "I know Brother Kong, where are we going now?"
Jiang Ling'er was very excited and asked enthusiastically.
"Just wait here. Although Xuanhuang Demon City was massacred by the Blood Demons, there will always be some cultivators who survived and will go with them to the Heavenly Demon Realm, and then rush to the land of Zhongzhou!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ling'er nodded heavily, and like a fleeting glimpse of light, the scene in front of him flickered slightly, and his clarity suddenly returned.
Seeing Jiang Ling'er wake up, Yuan Xi breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister Jiang, it's fine that you're fine. That Blood Demon killed the entire Xuanhuang Demon City. I thought you had..."
Seeing this, Jiang Ling'er frowned slightly and said calmly, "I'm fine!"
After one sentence, he stopped talking, with quite a bit of indifference. Yuan Xi on the side seemed to notice something, her face turned a little pale, and she didn't understand why the sister who was so good to her in her memory looked like this, holding her in her arms.
He looked at the long-eared rabbit, but at this moment, the rabbit's eyes no longer had the spirituality before.
Half a month later, Jiang Ling'er, Yuan Xi, and about a hundred cultivators who escaped from Xuanhuang Demon City, along with the seriously injured Wu Daoren and Chu Qingyu, rushed towards the direction of the Sky Demon Realm.
The blue crystals all over the mountains and plains have not been picked yet.
This time, the Qingmeng Tiger Team could be said to have been completely wiped out. Not only did they lose their most precious treasure, Qingyun Palace, less than one percent of the disciples in the sect survived. Looking at the more or less depressed Qingyun Palace disciples behind him, Wu Dao's popularity
His whole body trembled, "Just wait, that Blood Devil dares to massacre our Qingmeng caravan, Your Majesty will not let him go!"
Everyone drove a hundred-foot flying boat and galloped away in the direction of the Heavenly Demon Realm. At this moment, deep in Jiang Ling'er's mind, Kong Fei's eyes were slightly closed, as if both virtual and real, sitting cross-legged in the spiritual world, watching quietly.
At the center of his heart, three channels have blossomed and bear fruit, and four channels have sprouted from the ground.