Very soon, when the saint died, Lingchu proclaimed himself, but when the saint appeared, Lingchu unsealed himself.
Obviously, for Lingchu Holy Land, the "saint" is very important.
Lingchu smiled, his smile was light and quiet, his temperament was gentle and charming, "Hearsays are just rumors and cannot be trusted."
"The True Phoenix Stone has been contaminated with the blood of the Divine Phoenix, and it will definitely be of great help to her."
She looked at Xia Mang and the unconscious Xue Nianchu, and said softly: "The ancient pear blossoms are blooming, you shouldn't miss it."
Xia Mang was in a daze and didn't understand what he meant.
"The Qihuang ancient pear tree is in bloom?"
Xi Lingxue was suddenly startled, her beautiful eyes changed, and she said to herself: "That thousand-year-old iron tree has blossomed, it's really strange..."
Then, she looked at Xia Mang and said: "The Qihuang ancient pear tree is a spiritual root rooted in the true phoenix stone. The petals are engraved with innate spiritual patterns and even transformed into pure essence. The ancient pear spiritual leaves complement each other and can help people practice and realize the Tao.
It’s extremely effective. She’s right. You really shouldn’t miss it and visit the Holy Land of Lingchu…”
Xia Mang frowned. He had some impressions of the Qihuang Ancient Pear Tree, but he couldn't remember the details. It seemed that someone had mentioned it to him when he was young, but for some reason, his memory was very vague and he couldn't remember much.
"The top of Taichu, the true phoenix blood stone, the seven phoenix ancient pear..." Xia Mang said to himself, his eyes changing.
The Holy Land of Lingchu has been closed for thousands of years. Why does it reappear?
Qihuang ancient pear tree, the legendary iron tree that lasts ten thousand years, blooms like snow overnight, and pears fall into the world. What does this have to do with the real phoenix stone?
In the Kingdom of Nine Songs, the crown prince's son appears in Nanzhao Mansion. Is it for the Unparalleled Dragon Fist or for the fate of Fengyi World?
The Nine Royal Courts "move together" and Lingchu returns from unblocking. Is there a deeper entanglement in this?
…
Xia Mang fell into deep thought. He felt that the Dragon Controlling Dynasty and the small Nanzhao Mansion were far more complicated than he imagined, and involved many secrets.
"The pattern of tigers devouring dragons...is this going to start from now on?"
He thought of the mute old man's words, and his mind moved slightly. He immediately shook his head and laughed at himself: "What does all this have to do with me?"
He is not a descendant of the Nine Kings Court, nor is he a descendant of the Canglan Divine Dynasty. Even if he is really "a tiger eating a dragon" in the future and causes a huge chaos, it has nothing to do with him.
As for the Dragon Controlling Palace...
He felt that with Xue Xichen, Xuelong Yong, and the mute old man around, it would be difficult to destroy the Yulong Royal Court, and his promise to protect the Yulongxue clan was destined to be useless.
All he needs to do is take good care of Xue Nianchu.
Xia Mang lowered his head slightly and looked at the woman who was still graceful and elegant even though she was sleeping in his arms, his eyes became much gentler.
He stepped forward and continued to move forward, firmly and persistently.
Looking at Xia Mang's clear and straight back, the two women, who were equally beautiful and as beautiful as Xue Nianchu, were both in a daze for a moment.
This cold and tenacious man walked away step by step, seeming to be heading towards the abyss of fate, and towards an eternity destined to be filled with thorns.
He is persistent, aloof, unyielding, and fearless. He is like a sheathed divine sword. His posture is elegant and his spirit is majestic. Even if he has not opened his sword, he still has the potential to cut the sky!
He carried his sword and walked away, far away.
"Some people are destined to become legends."
Lingchu looked better than the snow in a white dress with picturesque black hair. The trance in her eyes faded and she murmured: "It's a pity that we have lost life, death and reincarnation, the price is too high..."
She seemed to admire and sigh, her eyes were complicated and difficult to understand.
"Whether the unsealed Lingchu Holy Land will ride on the wind and soar upwards, or whether it will completely degenerate and disappear, is only a matter of your thoughts."
Xi Lingxue looked at Lingchu, her clear eyes were calm and detached, "One thought rides the wind, one thought dies, one thought becomes immortal, one thought becomes a demon... The future of Lingchu Holy Land is full of too many variables and is unpredictable..."
Lingchu was silent. She looked at Xia Mang's back and felt that there seemed to be a long and distant time between them, which became increasingly blurry and illusory.
…
Xia Mang returned to the small courtyard, settled down in Xue Nianchu, and then went to the ancestral temple.
He had doubts and needed to seek answers from the mute old man.
In front of the ancestral temple, the mute old man stopped the carving knife in his hand, looked at Xia Mang with cloudy eyes, and said: "Xue girl is awake?"
Xia Mang was startled, then nodded. On the way back, Xue Nianchu woke up, but she was a little weak. Xia Mang settled her down before coming to the ancestral temple.
"She has been burdened with too many things in her life, fate, glory, destiny... After this battle, you should have some understanding." The mute old man said.
Xia Mang was silent for a moment, then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically: "No wonder even the Dragon Controlling Palace keeps Nian Chu at a distance and abandons her in this desolate ancestral temple without asking any questions."
Destiny, unpredictability, destruction or glory, Yulong Dynasty stayed away and chose to watch indifferently. Did it really give up, or did it have other plans?
Xia Mang sneered in his heart.
"You are wrong."
The mute old man shook his head, "With the Snow Dragon Yong here, who dares to be disrespectful to Nian Chu in the huge Dragon Controlling Palace?"
Xia Mang was startled.
"Also, you are not wrong in saying that the ancestral temple is desolate, but it is completely wrong to say that you left Nianchu here without caring about it."
The mute old man looked at Xia Mang and said calmly: "With the old man here, Girl Xue is naturally fine."
His tone was calm and without a trace of ripples, but it made Xia Mang stunned. Yes, with this mysterious mute old man here, it is undoubtedly very safe. Who doesn't have a good eye to dare to take Xue Nianchu's idea? It's purely
He does not know whether to live or die, and seeks his own death.
"Could it be...that I misunderstood the Dragon Controlling Royal Court?" Xia Mang narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have thought too simply before. The inner story of the Dragon Controlling Court was very deep and far more complicated than he imagined.
"It's just that there seems to be a change in girl Xue."
The mute old man suddenly said: "That's why someone came to visit late at night... Well, I don't even know who that person is. It's a good trick to hide it from the truth!"
"Senior doesn't know either?"
Xia Mang was shocked. After he came back from the Seventy-Two Cave, he heard Xuenianchu say that someone came here late at night and gave her a small white tower. It turned out that it was probably the legendary Sky Tower, and this Sky Tower
Just what he needs!
Is this a coincidence or intentional?
He couldn't understand. In fact, one of the reasons why he came to the ancestral temple was to unravel the matter and explore the origin of the mysterious man. But according to what the mute old man said, he didn't seem to know who the man was, and he was kept in the dark.
, this is incredible!
In Xia Mang's eyes, this mute old man was enigmatic and must be a peerless expert. Even he didn't notice it and was deceived. That mysterious man really had extraordinary abilities!
"Someone set a chess game on Xue Yatou!"
The mute old man's vicissitudes of life suddenly became sharp. He glanced at Xia Mang and said thoughtfully: "Your appearance...may have become a variable."
"Someone set a chess game on Xue Yatou!"
The mute old man's vicissitudes of life suddenly became sharp. He glanced at Xia Mang and said thoughtfully: "Your appearance...may have become a variable."