"I wonder how Yinlan is doing now?"
Jun Wuxie looked into the distance, thinking about Ji Yinlan all the time.
That day, she was taken away by a mysterious woman.
That woman had an aura similar to Ji Yinlan's.
He guessed that the woman should be from Ji Yinlan's sect.
After all, Ji Yinlan has been protected by people around her for so many years.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was in danger of annihilation.
When Ji Yinlan came back at that time, how could he not be followed by a strong person?
In the past two days, he also tried to contact Ji Yinlan, but received no response.
However, Ji Yinlan's life was not in danger, he was sure of this, otherwise the rune number with the soul imprint on the communication jade talisman would have disappeared long ago.
He tried to contact her again, sending her a message.
Still no response.
On the second day.
The communication jade talisman finally responded.
Inside was a simple sentence from Ji Yinlan.
"I am fine and will enter a special secret realm to practice. I hope you will take good care of me and don't miss me - I love you Yinlan."
Jun Wuxie looked at it, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a knowing smile.
In front of him, she was gradually shedding her aloofness.
This is the case outside the capital, and it is the same now when replying to messages.
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Sunset and sunrise.
The day for the Mei Tong clan's marriage has come.
This day is also Yan Qingcheng's birthday.
As the head of the Mei Tong clan, she has had a distinguished status since her birth, from being a saint to sitting on the position of the head of the family and reaching the pinnacle of life.
But even with such a respected status, he still cannot control his life.
Thirty-year-old birthdays are supposed to be festive and a day of joy.
But for her, it was a heartbreaking day when she was sacrificed as a bargaining chip.
"How have you celebrated your birthdays since you were a child?"
Jun Wuxie looked at the newly born red sun and murmured to himself.
"On a day like today, you should be happy and happy. Therefore, I will give you a birthday you will never forget."
"You have such a stubborn character. If I don't care about you, I'm afraid you will do something that will destroy you. This is something I will never allow and cannot bear. So I'm here and leave everything to me. …”
The sky and the earth are getting brighter and brighter, the rising sun completely breaks through the clouds, and the golden-red sunshine fills the earth.
While it was still early, Jun Wuxie entered the Temple of Eternal Life.
I called Ye Qingxue several times but got no response.
He waited for a moment, but still no response.
After thinking about it, he walked straight towards Zhenyu Tower.
Pushing open the first floor tower door, we came into the vast void.
This is the second time he has entered here since he received the nine-day blood essence.
Above the sky, there is a golden red.
It was the huge red bird that assisted in suppressing the Nine Heavens Coffin.
He can only enter the first floor now. Since he has never been to the second floor, Zhenyu Tower is not open to him.
The Nine Heavens coffin is placed quietly in the sky, and the iron chains of order are wrapped around it.
He came to the Jiutian coffin and stared quietly for a moment.
Then, he grabbed a corner of the Jiutian coffin, and in his palms, energy containing the essence and blood of the Nine Heavens surged out. He exhaled and slowly raised the coffin with a roar.
"Young Master, what are you going to do?"
A gentle and majestic voice sounded in the sky, full of surprise.
Little Lord?
Jun Wuxie was startled and looked up.
It was the Suzaku. He saw her golden eyes, like two eternal suns burning with golden-red flames, looking at him in shock.
"Young Master, the first floor of Zhenyu Tower has recognized you, allowing you to shake the Coffin of the Nine Heavens, but Young Master, you can't do whatever you want!"
Suzaku's voice was full of solemnity.
"I'll borrow the coffin!"
Jun Wuxie said, this trip to the Mei Tong Clan is, after all, someone else's home field.
He will face many holy sects, even semi-saints.
Moreover, the Mei Tong Clan also has a semi-saint-level clan-protecting formation and a semi-saint-level clan-suppressing weapon.
He also had to prepare a weapon that could suppress the situation.
"Can you stop being so crazy?"
Ye Qingxue's slightly helpless voice came from the void.
"Aren't you just afraid that I won't show up at the critical moment? You're going to use the Nine Heavens Coffin to encourage me to show up, right?"
The void slowly twisted, and the figure of Shengxue in white appeared in front of him.
"My Miss Qingxue is really smart as ice and snow." Jun Wuxie's thoughts were revealed, and she said without blushing or heartbeat: "Since you have seen through it, Miss Qingxue, shouldn't you say something? After all, I am alone. If you can intimidate a whole clan by breaking into a domination-level force, wouldn't that mean you gain face?"
Ye Qingxue didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
The eyes under the mask that seemed to contain the stars of all the worlds were so beautiful that it could take people's breath away.
However, her eyes were no longer as deep as before, unable to see any fluctuations.
He could see her slightly trembling eyes.
This look made his heart tremble.
"I have some problems with myself, and they may not happen again within a while." Ye Qingxue said suddenly, and then stretched out a slender finger like a white jade carving, with a golden soldier talisman beating slightly at the fingertips.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jun Wuxie felt inexplicably panicked.
"It's not what you think. I want to enter a special state to retrieve some of the things I have lost. In that state, I will be cut off from all perceptions of the outside world."
She said, stretching out the finger with the military symbol.
Jun Wuxie couldn't help but stretched out his palm to pick it up.
Fingertips touch palm.
It was slightly cold, but it made his heart tremble slightly.
The weapon talisman instantly disappeared into his body.
"This weapon talisman can detect the realm of the creature attacking you. As long as it is Saint Sect or above, it will appear to help you kill the enemy, but it can only appear three times."
Jun Wuxie looked at the palm where the weapon talisman disappeared, but he didn't feel any excitement in his heart.
"Is it really okay with you?"
He was still worried.
"It doesn't matter." Ye Qingxue shook his head and said, "Don't touch this coffin in the future. If it leaves the Zhenyu Tower, the consequences will be disastrous."
"I know."
Jun Wuxie nodded.
How could he not understand the horror of the Nine Heavens Coffin.
The coffin was moved before, just to provoke Ye Qingxue to show up.
"You have reached the level of a master. You can slowly absorb the essence and blood of the Nine Heavens that have been silent in your body. But don't rush for success. Take your time. In this way, while improving the strength of the incarnation of Yuanshi, you can also temper your energy. The physical body increases the intensity of talent growth.”
After Ye Qingxue finished speaking, he disappeared into the void.
Jun Wuxie's body also appeared outside Zhenyu Tower.
He looked inside and saw that the soldier talisman was in the sea of consciousness, as if it was fixed there, motionless.
With this military talisman in his pocket, he had nothing to worry about and returned to the outside world immediately.
At this time, the sun was already very high.
Figures began to appear in front of the Meitong Clan's mountain gate.
The senior officials of Meitong Clan's Zonghuang Realm, together with a group of disciples, are receiving the guests who came to congratulate them.
Jun Wuxie watched quietly.
The first one to come was the Yuling Sect, and a sect emperor from the Meitong clan personally led the way and led him into the clan.
Three people came from the Yuling Sect, one of whom was the master of the Yuling Sect, whom Jun Wuxie knew, and another who was at the peak of the sect and should be one of the elders in charge.
The last old man with deep eyes has the cultivation level of the Holy Sect, but it seems that he only has the initial cultivation level when he first entered this realm. He may be the chief elder who retired from the previous term, and now he should be the elder one level below the Yin elder.
One after another, Kaitian Sword Sect, Shengmen, Dafan Zen Sect, Pudu Temple, Moxiang Sect, Yaowang Sect, Bingyun Tower, Xiao family, Yunling Nan family, Dongfang family, Dugu family and other masters and quasi- The dominant forces are here.
Most of the master-level power leaders came in person, except for Shangguan Wanwan from the Demonic Sect and Mu Xuelan from the Bingyun Tower.
"Wanwan is accepting the inheritance from the female devil at the corpse burial place, but why doesn't Xuelan come?"
Jun Wuxie was a little surprised, but it was okay not to come.
Mu Xuelan seemed indifferent to him, but in fact she might be jealous.
The last time she caught up with Yan Qingcheng in Taolin for a tryst, she felt as if she had eaten gunpowder.
Jun Wuxie seriously suspected that the woman was jealous.
If she came today and faced a series of things, I don't know how sad she would be.
Gradually, people from all factions seemed to have arrived.
At this time, a beast roar came from afar, shaking the mountains and fields.
It was a ferocious beast with white flames burning all over its body, and it was shaped like a lion.
The cold flame beast on the Alien Beast Record has the bloodline of the holy beast and is very powerful!
The Lengyan Beast pulled a chariot with two shining golden treasure boxes on it, and two old men with sharp eyes standing on it.
Behind the chariot are two sedan chairs carried by four young girls.
The sedan was surrounded by fiery red gauze, with a young man sitting on each side.
Next to each sedan chair is a girl carrying a flower basket, scattering red petals into the air as she walks.
Those petals floated in the air, burning into fierce sunlight and rain, flying one after another.
Jun Wuxie's eyes gradually turned cold.
Both the chariot and the sedan are engraved with the image of an ancient phoenix.
It seems that they are people from the Ancient Phoenix Sect.
Inside the sedan should be the two protagonists this time, Gu Yu and Gu Wei.
This kind of scene is really cool, with sparks and lightning all the way.
As soon as the people from the Ancient Phoenix Sect arrived, in front of the gate of Meitong Clan, everyone was in a hurry and hurried forward to greet them.
Soon, two old men with an aura as deep as the sea hurriedly came out of the clan and welcomed them in as if they were honored guests.
Behind them are some casual cultivators who are somewhat famous in the world. Most of them are in the realm of emperors, and there are a few who are strong in the holy sect.
"The Mei Tong tribe invited quite a few people this time, including casual cultivators. It seems they are not ashamed, but rather proud."
Jun Wuxie rode Jueying and disappeared on the top of the mountain, arriving in front of the mountain gate in an instant.
He turned over and led Jueying forward.
The people from the Mei Tong Clan couldn't help but look shocked when they saw it was him.
Immediately, the corners of the mouths of several people in charge of reception were slightly raised, showing a trace of amusement.
They had already received news that Jun Wuxie, who had lost all his cultivation, was coming.
Unexpectedly, he really came.
If it were Jun Wuxie before, they could only smile and express welcome even if they felt unhappy.
But today is different from the past. Even the guardian personally sent someone to issue a notice, stepped on him in front of the whole world, and severely humiliated him.
What else do they have to worry about?
Today's family does not welcome this person.
Of course, he still had to be let in today, otherwise the adults of the Ancient Phoenix Sect would probably have less fun. It would be pointless to keep him out of such a good opportunity to humiliate him in public.
However, I put it in, but I can't say that I have to make things difficult for him.
"Who is coming?"
A young man from the Mei Tong tribe stepped forward and stopped Jun Wuxie with his hand.
"Open your eyes and see where this place is!" Another young man stepped forward, pointed to the towering boulder next to him, and said, "Did you see it? Do you know how to read? What are the three words written on it? Look at it. Clear?"
"Where did you come from, this country bumpkin? This is the Mei Tong tribe, one of the two dominant forces in southern Xinjiang!" A young girl curled her lips and said sarcastically: "Our Mei Tong tribe, any cat or dog can come here to eat and drink. What?"
Jun Wuxie looked at several people indifferently, especially the girl who made the rude remarks.
In the provocative and ridiculing eyes of several people, he took out the invitation and slapped it on the woman's face.
Immediately, the woman flew away, half of her face was swollen like a pig's head, and several of her teeth were knocked out.
Several people from the Mei Tong tribe were shocked.
Unexpectedly, Jun Wuxie, who had lost his cultivation, would dare to be so aggressive and hit people directly in front of their Mei Tong clan's house!
"You dare to be so arrogant here, you don't know whether to live or die!"
The two young men came to their senses and yelled angrily.
The girl looked at the bloody teeth in her hand, screamed, and then rushed forward like a madman.
"It seems that you don't want the remaining teeth anymore?"
Jun Wuxie waved the invitation, and the girl stopped immediately and looked at him with gritted teeth and a cold light in her eyes.
"If you dare to forge an invitation, bring it to me!"
The two young men felt very unhappy. They originally wanted to give Jun Wuxie a blow and humiliate him, but it backfired and they reached out to grab the invitation.
Snapped!
Jun Wuxie picked up the invitation and slapped each other in the face, sending the two young men flying away, leaving their faces bloody and bloody.
After he finished smoking, he led Jueying in and walked in.
"Don't seek death. If you want to live, just stay calm, otherwise I won't mind slapping you to death."
Jun Wuxie said calmly without looking back.
Several people who were trying to catch up suddenly stopped, their faces extremely gloomy.
Within the Mei Tong Clan, on a certain mountain peak, two elders, a man and a woman, were watching quietly.
"Yan Yu, do you think he can change anything today?"
"Probably not, unless the Soldier Saint comes forward, but maybe there is a miracle?"
The woman sighed, her beautiful purple eyes filled with deep helplessness.
