Soon, Lu Xiaotian followed the sound and found an ice man hiding in the ice pit. To be precise, he was a man whose whole body had been covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, almost merging with the ground.
This person was Xiao Tiannan, the great monk of the original Ancient Sword Sect. Among the three great monks who came from Qingyu Continent, Tiancan Xie Zun was the first to die tragically. Later, when Xiao Tiannan saw Lu Xiaotian in trouble, he hesitated in his heart and made no choice.
Following Luo Qing was, after all, a path of almost certain death. Xiao Tiannan thought that he was not strong enough, so he chose to be alone. However, looking at the current situation, Xiao Tiannan was already as angry as a gossamer and could not survive much longer.
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his fingers, and Fanluo True Fire quickly rescued Xiao Tiannan from the thick ice. A stream of divine consciousness immersed into Na Tiannan's body, and Lu Xiaotian frowned. At this time, Xiao Tiannan's Nascent Soul had already
Freezing, with only a few subtle spiritual consciousness clinging to the clear sky of the mourning platform, Xiao Tiannan is like a light swaying in the strong wind, which may be extinguished at any time. Even the Nascent Soul is frozen. Such serious injuries are due to Lu Xiaotian's alchemy skills.
The great master was also at his wits' end.
"Lu, Fellow Daoist Lu, it's you, you are still alive. Luo, where is Fellow Daoist Luo?" Xiao Tiannan, who was dying, felt that the ice around his body was melting, and even his soul was about to be completely frozen. He suddenly felt
It feels a bit warm.
"Qing'er has passed away." Lu Xiaotian's face dimmed when he heard Xiao Tiannan mention Luo Qing. Luo Qing was always a pain in his heart. If he had persisted a little more when Luo Qing gave birth to a baby, maybe Luo Qing would have died.
This is not the sad ending now.
"Time is also luck." Xiao Tiannan sighed after hearing this, and then looked at Lu Xiaotian with a wry smile.
"Friend Lu Dao, after discovering the secret realm of Lingxu, several major immortal cultivation circles in Qingyu Continent organized a large number of people to enter the secret realm. Later, the elites of several major immortal cultivation realms almost invaded the nest. However, although the spiritual energy in the secret realm of Lingxu is extremely abundant, it can
The monsters inside are also extremely powerful. Our newly built fairy city is surrounded by enemies. After all, the foundation of Qingyu Continent is not as good as those monsters that often live in Lingxu. Those wandering ghosts and demons do not dare to provoke the human forces of Chiyuan Continent.
But for our Qingyu Continent, we don’t have that much fear.”
"The immortal cultivators in Qingyu Continent suffered heavy casualties in successive battles. Originally, Fellow Daoist Luo and Daoist Tiancan, I and I wanted to ask Chiyuan Continent to send an army of the Immortal Dynasty to assist Qingyu Continent for the sake of being members of the same human race. But now,
Reinforcements have not yet been invited. Fellow Daoist Tiancan and Fellow Daoist Luo have died one after another, and I am also dying. The loss of the three great monks has made the Qingyu Continent even worse. Fellow Daoist Lu, you are also out of trouble.
The monks who watch the moon by themselves should go back and take a look to help Qingyu, Wangyue, or in other words, help you in Lingxiao Palace to survive the disaster before you."
"I will go back after I finish handling the matters at hand." Lu Xiaotian nodded.
"That's good, that's good. With the strength of Fellow Daoist Lu, I think I can resolve the crisis in Qingyu Continent. I saw Fellow Daoist Lu in trouble before and failed to rescue him in time. I, Xiao Tiannan, was born in the Ancient Sword Sect since I was a child and have been cultivating immortals for more than six hundred years.
As for the promoted great monk, I was originally arrogant, but who knew that there would be a time when I retreated from the battle. I am ashamed, ashamed. Apart from Wangyue, apart from the Ancient Sword Sect, there is nothing worth worrying about. If it is convenient, Fellow Daoist Lu can help me take the ashes to the Ancient Sword Sect.
Sword Sect, I am extremely grateful..." Xiao Tiannan laughed hard, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he murmured, "Wangyue, Ancient Sword Sect, Bitan Peak..."
The voice gradually faded, and the great monk who was once proud of the world of Wangyue Cultivation has since passed away.
Although he is a cultivator of immortality, as Zhao reaches a higher level of cultivation, there are parts of his heart that are hard to let go of. What Luo Qing can't let go of is love, and what Xiao Tiannan can't let go of is the Ancient Sword Sect. The soil and water that raised him
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Lu Xiaotian took a breath and waved his hand, and the big Peng Fanluo True Fire with the breath of Buddha nature burned Xiao Tiannan's body directly to ashes. Lu Xiaotian took out a bottle the size of a wine jar, and a few strands of mana popped out, Xiao Tian
All Nan's ashes were put into the altar.
"Let's go." The outstanding figure of the generation who used to cultivate in the world of Wangyue now died in a foreign land. Although the friendship with him was not very strong, people with such obsessions are always respected. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel.
He felt a little more melancholy. He quickly calmed down and Lu Xiaotian led the way, with Yan Xiaoyu and Xiang Qingcheng protecting Yan Xiaoyu in the middle. They passed the passage from the ice cave to the black altar space.
"What a secret place." Yan Xiaoyu is also a thoughtful person. She has seen too many magics with Lu Xiaotian and his party. She has lived for more than two hundred years. The sum of her previous experiences may not be as good as those with Lu Xiaotian.
The time spent in Lu Xiaotian was wonderful.
The sky was filled with flying snow, and the cold wind was howling. The traces of the previous battle with Zhao Zhen, Zhao Shisan and his party had long been covered up by the thick snow on the ground. The souls of the ghost fire master and the dragon and lion were already always vigilant about the surrounding situation.
Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng arrived at the edge of the black pool by a familiar route.
"Okay, let your White Jade King Spider take out the frozen white horse from the black pool." Lu Xiaotian said to Yan Xiaoyu.
"Yes, senior." Yan Xiaoyu nodded, and Yiyan flicked his hand on the spirit beast bag. In the spiritual light, a spider as big as white jade and exuding a majestic air appeared.
Under Yan Xiaoyu's instructions, the White Jade King Spider squeaked a few times and came to the edge of the pool very quickly. The weathered water in Guiquan seemed to make it extremely excited. It actually jumped directly into the black pool.
"Come back!" Yan Xiaoyu looked panicked when he saw this. According to Lu Xiaotian's introduction, the water erosion in the Gui Spring in the Black Pool is extremely powerful. Even people with extraordinary skills like Lu Xiaotian cannot enter the Black Pool to retrieve the treasure. The White Jade King Spider is here
If something went wrong, wouldn't she have completely lost her due value to Lu Xiaotian? Although she had spent some time with people like Lu Xiaotian in Xiangdu, and her relationship with Yu Xiaoqiao and Yu Ya had also
We get along very well. We also know that neither Lu Xiaotian nor Xiang Qingcheng are mean and ungrateful people.
But among this group of people, Yan Xiaoyu naturally wants to prove her worth. And the only place where she can prove herself is this rare white jade king spider. Otherwise, in terms of cultivation, she wants to work for Lu Xiaotian
Among the monks, with her strength, she is not even ranked.
But at this time, the White Jade King Spider seemed to have lost control, and jumped directly into the black pool. With a crash, the Guiquan Sky Erosion Water that even the monks were unwilling to touch, to the White Jade King Spider, turned out to be just like an ordinary spider.
The bath water is average.
The white jade king bead spit out streaks of bright spider silk. The spider thread seemed to be hollow, and it slurped in the deep altar. It didn't take long for the spider thread to be filled with Guiquan's natural eclipse water.
"This White Jade King Spider is indeed a relic of the ancient times. Even the water in Guiquan can't do anything to it." While Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng were amazed, Yan Xiaoyu was surprised and happy. The White Jade King Spider was fine after all.