After successive battles, the final outcome was that Su Yu lost all his cultivation and became an ordinary person.
The strength is worse than that of ordinary flying immortals.
Standing in the middle of the crowd, Su Yu was like a lost puppet, repeating Xian'er's last words over and over again in his mind.
"Without you tomorrow, what else does Xian'er have to look forward to?" Before Su Yu was about to die, he lay on Su Yu's chest and cried heartbreakingly.
"Brother Su Yu... Xian'er likes you and has always liked you." As he died, he smiled with satisfaction and finally fixed Su Yu's figure in his eyes.
Su Yu has only been aware of that deep loneliness until now.
He kept saying that he took care of Xian'er and loved Xian'er, but the truth was that he never cared about Xian'er's inner feelings.
What he cares about is actually whether the promise is fulfilled, not Xian'er.
The selfish one is Su Yu himself.
In my mind, Xian'er's still satisfied smile before her death lingered.
Two lines of clear tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.
"Xian'er..." Su Yu murmured candidly, and in an instant, he seemed to have aged ten years.
On this day, he lost the most important thing in his life, a woman who loved him deeply.
That regret is more heartbreaking than the death of Dantian and the cessation of martial arts.
"Son."
"Su Yu."
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Wu Aoyue, Ziyunxiang and others stepped forward one after another and whispered softly, wanting to comfort them, but they couldn't find a way to say anything.
"I want to be quiet." Su Yu waved his hand, left everyone, walked into the darkness of Longyuan alone, and sat quietly on a small hill.
An hour passed, and Su Yu was still sitting quietly.
Ten hours passed, and Su Yu didn't move at all.
A whole day passed, and Su Yu was still like this.
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Time passed day by day, and Su Yu seemed to have become a stone sculpture, motionless.
Under the eyebrows, those eyes have never been closed.
Even though she was bloodshot at this moment, she never closed her eyes.
A trace of haggardness covered Su Yu's face, and his figure gradually became thinner.
At the foot of the mountain.
Wu Aoyue waited silently, looking at the figure on the top of the mountain, her heart hurting.
The passing of Xian'er was a huge blow to Su Yu.
She knew that Su Yu could not let go of Xian'er's death.
"Miss Wu, please let me pass." Zi Yunxiang's eyes were slightly red. Su Yu was so depressed, and she felt equally uncomfortable.
Wu Aoyue looked away, her much thinner face filled with an expression that could not be criticized: "No, what the young master needs is not your comfort, but himself! If he can figure it out, he will go down the mountain. If he can't figure it out, he will be trapped in the mountain.
It’s useless for you to go.”
While talking, he also glanced at a group of women not far away.
Princess Yunyan, An Yurou, Mo Wu, Fengming Pavilion Master, Feng Xianzi.
They are all women who have left a strong mark on Su Yu's life.
Su Yu was like this, making them restless.
"Please tell Su Yu that Xian'er is still waiting for him to come to save him. Please wake up as soon as possible." Zi Yunxiang did not insist. With Su Yu's current state, she had no intention of competing with Wu Aoyue.
Wu Aoyue nodded and slowly closed her eyes.
But at this moment, Su Yu moved.
The dust on his body dispersed and flew into the air.
Su Yu's body like a stone sculpture was freed from the dust.
The plain clothes are as fresh as before, unstained by dust.
His back was as slim and tall as ever.
However, what is surprising is that the silver hair lost its color and turned into snow white.
The silvery gray of the past is all as pale as snowflakes.
Gray hair overnight!
He had so many thoughts in his mind that his silver hair turned white overnight.
He stood up slowly, his white hair fluttering slightly, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness.
"Yue'er, come up." Su Yu said, his voice hoarse beyond words, as if his vocal cords had been destroyed overnight.
Wu Aoyue shuddered and looked up. The white-haired back and old figure seemed to be another person.
With a twinge in her heart, Wu Aoyue endured the heartache, jumped up the mountain, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, please give me your instructions."
Su Yu turned around, his former high-spirited spirit was gone forever, and what was left was coldness and deep loneliness.
It seemed like overnight, Su Yu lost all expression.
"Yue'er, I want to rebuild my Dantian, can you help me?" Su Yu said expressionlessly.
What, recast the Dantian? Wu Aoyue was shocked, and immediately became ecstatic: "Young Master has a way to recast the Dantian? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
She was extremely excited. If Su Yu recovered his Dantian, he would have the opportunity to go out and fight, take back Qin Xian'er, and kill that ignorant woman Xia Jingyu.
"Excuse me, what do you need Yue'er to help you with? Yue'er is willing to help." Wu Aoyue was curious. Is there something difficult to understand about the method of rebuilding the Dantian that she needs to help with?
Su Yu turned his back to Wu Aoyue, his white hair flowing silently, and his voice was also extremely ethereal: "I need your Yin Yuan."
Yin Yuan! Wu Aoyue's eyes gradually widened, and she never imagined that what Su Yu needed was her Yin Yuan.
In other words, what Su Yu wants is for her to become Su Yu's woman and give her the body she has preserved to this day.
Wu Aoyue's lips and teeth touched each other, biting them tightly, struggling in her heart.
She was in awe of Su Yu and was grateful that Su Yu was true. She would entrust Su Yu with her whole life, and it was impossible to get any results from Su Yu.
After all, Su Yu already has a family and someone he belongs to.
"If you don't want to, then give up." Su Yu sighed: "Sure enough, this method is too forced..."
But as soon as he finished speaking, the sound of undressing could be heard behind him.
Finally, when everything was quiet, a warm and smooth body came close to me from behind and pressed against my body.
"Don't you regret it? You won't get any results." Su Yu did not turn around.
Wu Aoyue had a bitter look on her face, and a hint of blush appeared on her pretty face: "Young Master needs it. Whatever Yue'er has, you can give it to Young Master."
Su Yu hesitated.
Wu Aoyue sighed, came to Su Yu's front, and hugged him: "Take it, for Xian'er."
Bitterness spread in her heart, and she surrendered for the first time, but it was for another woman.
For Xian'er.
Su Yu sighed in his heart and laid it flat on the ground.
With a slight groan of pain, the two bodies merged.
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Half an hour later, Su Yu held a white feather in his palm, the remains of the Immortal King obtained by Xian'er, and the remaining Dantian healing method.
A large amount of Yin Yuan and a little Immortal King Divine Liquid can repair the destroyed Dantian.
This method can only be used if the Dantian is completely destroyed.
Previously, one true crystal was destroyed and was useless, but now all the true crystals are destroyed and the Dantian is pierced before it can be used.
Su Yu put on a layer of clothes, closed his eyes and drew the Yin Yuan entering his body to the Dantian of Destruction.
At this moment, the Dantian is penetrated from front to back, and any spiritual energy that enters it will flow away and cannot be stored, let alone accumulated to condense the true crystal.
So the first step is to reshape a complete Dantian.
Yin Yuan has the function of nourishing, and many evil cultivators take Yin Yuan to strengthen the Dantian and increase the amount of true energy stored in the Dantian.
Taking Yin Yuan is the most important thing to reshape Dantian.
Wu Aoyue is over twenty-five years old, and his body remains intact, so his Yin Yuan is strong and abundant.
After entering Su Yu's dantian, under the pull of his will, it covered the surface of the damaged dantian.
The Dantian of an ordinary person is only the size of a fist
This reconstruction is to build a new Dantian on top of the original damaged Dantian.
But the space in the abdomen is limited, and it is impossible to accommodate a new fist-sized Dantian.
Therefore, the reshaped Dantian wraps the original Dantian, just like the wrapper of a dumpling wraps the stuffing inside.
Therefore, Yin Yuan needs to cover the surface of the old Dantian.
When the entire surface of the old Dantian is completely covered, a new Dantian will appear.
Su Yu concentrated on pulling and not wasting any precious Yin Yuan, and used all of it to forge a new Dantian.
Time passed bit by bit, and the covering work was carried out in an orderly manner.
A full hour passed, and all of Wu Aoyue's Yin Yuan was completely covered.
However, what made Su Yu sigh was that the Yin Yuan she had was only enough to cover one percent of the surface of her Dantian.
In other words, it takes a hundred accomplished women like Wu Aoyue to contribute their true energy.
He is the leader of the Heavenly Alliance, and the whole world responds to him. In the past, there would naturally be enough perfect women to sacrifice themselves voluntarily.
But now at the bottom of the Dragon Abyss, there are only a hundred thousand people.
There are only ten thousand young women, but only one thousand of them have perfect bodies, and there may not be even one hundred who are willing to sacrifice themselves.
"This method of roll call requires the Yin body. Sure enough, there is a reason. If it were not for evil monks to do it in a forced way, how could ordinary people find so many perfect women who volunteered to sacrifice themselves?" Su Yu sighed silently, this method
It's doable, but it's too difficult.
"Su Yu, why don't you give me a try?" A weak, shy, and gnat-like voice floated into his ears.
Looking up, it was Princess Yun Yan.
Back then, something unexpected happened to the Liuxian Sect, causing Yun Yan to live deep in the Yun family and never show her face again.
Su Yu was startled and looked back. Behind him, Wu Aoyue had already gone down the mountain, leaving only a smear of bright red plum blossoms on the ground.
"Did Yue'er tell you?" Su Yu asked.
Yun Yan didn't dare to look into Su Yu's eyes and nodded lightly: "Well, I told you everything. I'll come up first. My Yin Yuan was not exhausted that day, so I should be able to help you."
Su Yu hesitated.
Yun Yan didn't say anything. She unbuttoned her clothes, leaned into Su Yu's arms, and said softly: "Come on, this is not the first time between us. There is no need to be afraid of hurting me."
Su Yu only felt that he owed more in his heart. After hesitating for a long time, he also laid her flat on the ground.
Half an hour later, Su Yu continued to pull.
Yun Yan's Yin Yuan was far inferior to Wu Aoyue's, only one tenth of it, but Su Yu still used it carefully.
When the pulling was completed, there were two women in front of him.
"Master Fengming Pavilion, Fairy Feng?" Su Yu was startled.
Fairy Feng smiled sweetly: "My Yin Yuan is gone, but Master still has some left, so you don't have to be polite."
After saying this, he meandered down the mountain.
It turned out that she was accompanying Master Fengming up the mountain to give her courage.
Pavilion Master Fengming blushed and spat: "That's it, I'll give you another advantage."
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Her Yin Yuan is also not enough, only a little more than Yun Yan.
Su Yu Muyun was worried that if this continued, he might not be able to successfully reshape his Dantian.
He could feel that the long delay caused the Yin Yuan covering the old Dantian to dissipate weakly.
At this moment, two figures came over at the same time.
"An Yurou, Mo Wu?" Su Yu was startled, then his face darkened, and he waved his hands and said: "You two, please come down the mountain. I am not related to you, so I cannot obtain your Yin Yuan."
An Yurou's dignified and beautiful face, with a layer of blush appearing against her snow-white skin, was like the sunset, extremely intoxicating.