Xiao Changfeng was unaware of Xue Feixian's shock.
He refined the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill and was exhausted. He also controlled the Yin and Yang Nine Palace Formation to seal the evil spirits of ghosts, and was completely exhausted.
At this time, the billowing spiritual energy submerged into the body and moved according to the technique route of the Qinglong Eternal Scroll.
It nourishes the flesh and blood and penetrates the limbs and bones.
Finally, it turns into drops of pure and rich spiritual liquid and sinks into the Dantian.
Tick tick tick, there are two hundred drops of spiritual fluid in total.
One hundred drops of spiritual liquid is the initial stage, one thousand drops of spiritual liquid is the middle stage, and ten thousand drops of spiritual liquid is the late stage.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng's strength was in the middle stage of foundation building, almost comparable to the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm.
Finally, Xiao Changfeng swept away his exhaustion, recovered completely, and then opened his eyes.
"Changfeng, are you okay?"
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Ruoyu's worried look, which made Xiao Changfeng feel warm in his heart.
"Don't worry, I have fully recovered."
Xiao Changfeng smiled slightly and stood up.
When he looked around, he saw Xue Feixian, who was still shocked, and Zhao Sanqing, who looked soothed.
"Palace Master Xue, congratulations on your recovery."
After the Hydra fell, Xiao Changfeng took Lin Ruoyu and congratulated Xue Feixian with a smile.
"Ashamed, if it hadn't been for His Highness the Ninth Prince, I might have met the King of Hell by now. Xue was so kind and kind that I will never forget him."
Xue Feixian covered up his shock. At this moment, all the weakness in his body was gone. He stood up and bowed respectfully to Xiao Changfeng.
Who is Xue Feixian?
A strong man in the Imperial Martial Realm.
The master of Yin Yang Academy.
Official residence of the first grade.
However, at this moment, he bowed to Xiao Changfeng willingly.
Nothing fake.
This magnanimous temperament is enough to be admired.
After all, it is easy to follow the crowd, but it is difficult to respect others.
Especially a person like Xue Feixian who is famous, extremely powerful and holds a high position of authority.
In response, Xiao Changfeng also accepted his gift calmly.
"Junior Brother Xue, have you gone to Southern Xinjiang again? Otherwise, how could you have been poisoned by the ghostly hatred of the ancestor of Nanwu."
At this time, Zhao Sanqing spoke and looked at Xue Feixian.
Xiao Changfeng and others were startled when they heard Zhao Sanqing's words.
Southern Xinjiang?
Isn't this a faraway place in the south of the Dawu Dynasty?
Although many Mi Xin didn't know it, Xiao Changfeng still knew something about the landforms of the entire Xuanhuang World.
Both the Dawu Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty were located in the Eastern Region.
Outside the Eastern Territory, the west is Xizhou, the north is Beiyuan, the middle is Middle Earth, and the south is Southern Border.
In addition, it is surrounded by sea, and it is said that there are other continents far away overseas.
However, the sea is extremely dangerous and there are powerful sea monsters, so few people can cross the sea and find a new continent.
Did Xue Feixian go to southern Xinjiang?
As for the ancestor of Nanwu.
Only a powerful person in the powerful realm can be called an ancestor. Obviously, this ancestor of Nanwu is a powerful person in the powerful realm.
But why did Xue Feixian go to southern Xinjiang?
And why did he fall prey to the evil spirit of the ancestor of Nanwu?
"Why!"
Xue Feixian sighed and looked downcast.
"Senior Brother Zhao, I will never forget Hong Yi's hatred!"
Xue Feixian stretched out his hand, the storage ring in his hand flashed slightly, and a red gourd appeared in his hand.
When you open the mouth of the gourd, the mellow and fragrant aroma of wine immediately overflows.
He took a sip, and the clear wine dripped down the corner of his mouth, soaking his white clothes.
At this time, Xue Feixian, an open-minded person, turned into a lonely drunkard.
Xiao Changfeng and the other three remained silent, and could feel the loneliness and helplessness in Xue Feixian.
The swordsman in white only has loneliness and strong drink as his constant companions.
This scene affected Xiao Changfeng, Lin Ruoyu, and Lu Wenjie.
"Junior brother Xue, how long are you going to sink for a woman named Luo Hongyi?"
Zhao Sanqing obviously knew about Xue Feixian. At this moment, he sighed softly, hating that iron could not become steel.
"Senior Brother Zhao, I have only loved one person in my life, Luo Hongyi. When she dies, my heart dies too."
Xue Feixian took another sip of wine with tears in her eyes.
"I know that I am useless. Over the years, I have been living in a state of confusion and drinking. I want to forget, but forgetting is not so easy. Whenever I close my eyes, I will see red clothes in front of me.
The appearance of a tragic death."
Twenty years ago.
A stunningly beautiful woman dressed in red stepped into Kyoto.
A peony dance.
The beauty overwhelms the crowd and dances throughout the city.
He became a famous courtesan at that time.
Thousands of guests asked for her but could not see her. Even Emperor Wu at that time wanted to accept her as his concubine, but she resisted and refused.
This girl's name is Luo Hongyi.
The same was twenty years ago.
At a time when he was in high spirits, Xue Feixian created his own martial art "Flying Immortal with One Sword".
Defeated nine swordsmen who were also in the Imperial Martial Realm on Yangui Mountain.
He is famous in all of Kyushu and is known as the Sword Emperor.
Xue Feixian, who is young, dashing, handsome and well-known in all of Kyushu, is also unable to meet her in red.
No one expected it.
That day.
Xue Feixian took advantage of the drunkenness, slashed through the Oiran Tower with one sword, climbed up to the sky, and wrapped his arms around the beauty's waist.
This incident shocked the whole city and shocked Kyushu.
But from then on, Xue Feixian captured the hearts of beautiful women.
In this way, it can be regarded as a great story.
The swordsman in white and the courtesan in red.
At that time, I don’t know how many people envied me.
However, Xue Feixian did not expect that Luo Hongyi came from Southern Xinjiang and was a saint from the Southern Xinjiang witchcraft religion.
Witchcraft is a big religion in southern Xinjiang, comparable to the existence of a holy land.
Luo Hongyi originally came to Kyoto with the mission of bewitching Emperor Wu.
But she fell in love with Xue Feixian and fell in love, so she had to give up her mission.
In the end, people from the Witch Sect recruited her back to hold her accountable.
Back then, Xue Feixian was young, vigorous, and famous, so he killed all the people who came from the witch sect.
In the end, the strong men in the witchcraft religion took action.
Although Xue Feixian won that battle, he was heartbroken from then on.
Because Luo Hongyi blocked the fatal blow for him.
From then on, he lived and died in red clothes.
Yin and Yang are separated, and we will never see each other again in this life.
On that day, there was a storm, a generation of courtesans passed away, and a generation of sword emperors fell into ruin.
Twenty years.
Xue Feixian could not forget his hatred, and even achieved a breakthrough in strength and became the Sword Emperor.
He traveled to southern Xinjiang several times.
There is only one purpose, to destroy the witch sect and avenge Luo Hongyi.
But the witch sect is so huge, it is a holy place.
Not only are there saints sitting in charge, but there are also many ancestors in the powerful realm.
How could it be destroyed by him alone?
Twenty years.
He took strong alcohol and loneliness as his companions, and lived in a state of intoxication.
Only the obsession with revenge remains forever in my heart.
This time, he went to southern Xinjiang again. After destroying several branches of the witch sect, he finally met the ancestor of the southern witchcraft.
Although he escaped quickly, he was still poisoned by the ghost.
If Xiao Changfeng hadn't taken action, I'm afraid he would have fallen into hell.
In Qinglong Mountain, hearing Xue Feixian recount the past, Lin Ruoyu's beautiful eyes filled with tears, and she was moved beyond measure.xdw8
Lu Wenjie felt deep in his heart, as if he had some insights.
What a poignant love story.
Love is like poisonous wine, it is sweet when it enters the throat, ecstasies the soul and erodes the bones, and when the poison is strong, it tears the heart and lungs.
But at this time, Xiao Changfeng's eyes were clear.
He raised his head slightly, stared into Xue Feixian's eyes, and spoke slowly.
"I have a skill called Soul Calling, which allows you to meet the soul in red clothes. Are you willing to learn it?"