"Stop chasing."
Fang Qingyu waved his hand to stop the pursuing blood-clothed guards.
Phew!
As he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the silver mask scarlet.
When such a picture fell in the eyes of other people, their expressions were all shocked. Mu Xuehan's expression changed even more after seeing it, and he was vaguely eager to try.
You're not really going to die, are you?
If the Blood Lin Sword can swallow Fang Qingyu's blood, I'm afraid it will be directly promoted to a top-quality treasure!
Fang Qingyu coughed a few times and simply took off the mask on his face, revealing a pale and handsome face.
"Feng Yueyu!"
Fang Qingyu's expression was gloomy. It was a great situation, but he really didn't expect it to end up like this.
He was very calm and did not show any violent behavior. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to heal his injuries.
"Young Master, I will protect you!"
Mu Xuehan held the Blood Lin Sword and surrounded Fang Qingyu in the center with a group of blood-clothed guards, looking in all directions with vigilance.
There was a wisp of burning flame in Fang Qingyu's body, and this wisp of flame caused more damage to him than Feng Yueyu's two punches.
It was the damage caused by Si Xueyi holding the lotus lantern!
Half an hour later, Fang Qingyu completely dispelled the flames. When he opened his eyes, his injuries had fully recovered.
Uh-huh!
He stood up and glanced at Mu Xuehan. The latter was trembling all over and said with a guilty conscience: "Young Master, are you healed?"
"Did you just want to kill me?"
Fang Qingyu said.
Mu Xuehan's face turned pale in a flash.
He did have murderous intentions just now, it could be said that it was a battle between heaven and man, but after many struggles, he still didn't dare.
"I...I didn't..."
Mu Xuehan said with some trembling.
Fang Qingyu smiled and said: "I saw you at a glance and knew that you were hiding your treason. Do you think that if you can get the Blood Lin Sword, you will be the legendary chosen one? From the beginning to the end, you have never hidden my blood. Young Master Gong takes it seriously, right?"
Mu Xuehan seemed even more frightened when the central issue was told to his face.
Fang Qingyu looked gloomy and said coldly: "Originally, if a waste like you behaved like a dog, I would have spared your life, but now... I can't spare you."
Uh-huh!
The other blood-clothed guards immediately gathered around and stared at Mu Xuehan with cold eyes.
Mu Xuehan's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he stretched out his hand to rest on the hilt of the sword, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not pull out the Blood Lin Sword.
"what happened?"
Mu Xuehan was completely panicked now and looked extremely surprised.
Fang Qingyu sneered and said: "You don't really think that you are the chosen one, do you? The so-called Blood Lin Sword is a Gu sword refined by the ancestor of Xue Lin. Using the sword as a Gu, he refined a thousand swords and scattered them All over the world. Those who hold swords are all Gu slaves. They will eventually kill each other and raise a Gu King. You think it is a chance, but it is just a pig raised by others!"
Mu Xuehan's eyes widened angrily, and he felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. He murmured: "It's impossible...it's absolutely impossible..."
Fang Qingyu said calmly: "Since it is a Gu sword, it will naturally choose the strong. Don't believe it? Look at what I have in my hand."
Clang!
Mu Xuehan looked closely and saw that the Xue Lin sword he had pulled out unexpectedly came out of its sheath and fell into Fang Qingyu's hand.
Phew!
Just as Mu Xuehan raised his head to look up, a cold light flashed, and the Blood Lin Sword pierced between his eyebrows.
Whoops!
The Xue Lin Sword instantly sucked up Mu Xuehan's blood. After the blood was sucked up, a strange evil aura wanted to flow into Fang Qingyu's body along the palm of his hand.
But as soon as it entered his palm, this strange black evil energy quickly shrank back as if it encountered some terrifying existence.
"Be honest."
Fang Qingyu put the sword into its sheath, turned around and walked towards Tengshan, where Tang Guanyu's body was found.
Swish, swish, swish!
Fang Qingyu said nothing, bit his finger and drew a blood mark on Tang Guanyu's eyebrows.
"Young Master, this is the Blood Spirit Seal!"
Fujiyama recognized it and said in great surprise.
Fang Qingyu ignored him and said in a deep voice: "Tengshan, don't go into the Longling Treasure House. Find a geomantic treasure to bury him."
After arranging everything, Fang Qingyu led the remaining ten or so blood-clothed guards and charged into the Longling Treasure House.
…
On the other side, Si Xueyi fell asleep not long after being taken into Longling Treasure House by Feng Yueyu.
Because of the Millennium Blood Spirit Ginseng, I slept very deeply this night.
When Si Xueyi woke up again, his whole body felt relaxed as never before, and his cultivation had improved a lot without even realizing it.
Even the dragon lotus in the Purple Mansion became gleaming, its nine petals as crystal clear as purple jade, and the lightning at the stamens was even more brilliant.
Click, click, click!
There was the sound of burning wood, and Si Xueyi felt a burst of warmth. When he looked up, he saw a bonfire not far away.
Looking at the clothes on his body, he saw that they had been changed into a new set, and the blood stains left on his body had also been cleaned up.
"woke up?"
Just when Si Xueyi was confused, Feng Yueyu's voice came from the other side.
Dressed in black and looking dashing, she came to sit down in front of the bonfire, stretched out her hands and started to warm herself.
"Did you do it?"
Si Xueyi pointed to the clothes on her body and asked.
"Who else could it be but me?"
Feng Yueyu said calmly: "You have too many wounds on your body and they need to be cleaned. But the strange thing is that these wounds healed in a short time. I just scrubbed them for you and changed your clothes."
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "You don't show off at all."
Feng Yueyu looked cold and stared at the fire. He used the firelight to hide his reddish cheeks and whispered, "It's not like I've never seen him before."
Si Xueyi smiled and said nothing, knowing that she was talking about what happened three years ago, before entering Canglan College.
"Where are Xiaohongyao and Duanmuxi?"
"I found them somewhere and hid them. The Longling Treasure House itself is a secret place. It will not be easy for others to find them. They should be fine after they get some sleep."
The two chatted casually.
It was only at this moment that Si Xueyi had the leisure to look at her surroundings. The surroundings were filled with cold fog, her vision was dim, and some faint sounds of water could be heard in the distance.
As they talked, the two people's voices became quieter, and then completely disappeared, and the atmosphere became a little weird.
Si Xueyi looked at Feng Yueyu across the bonfire and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He and Feng Yueyu have a very strange relationship. The two have experienced life and death, and they can trust and rely on each other unconditionally.
They even have a good impression of each other, and neither of them hides this good impression.
But for some reason, his relationship with Feng Yueyu could never be as intimate and ambiguous as Duanmu Xi's.
Feng Yueyu hides something in her heart that she doesn't want to tell anyone. Even to her boss Xue Yi, her coldness has not lost even a little bit.
This kind of vague distance not only makes people feel distressed, but also makes people cautious and dare not contact them.
"Have you been waiting for me?"
Finally, Feng Yueyu broke the silence and looked at Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "What else?"
Feng Yueyu explained: "The secret realm is too tortuous and the way back is difficult to find, so I arrived late."
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "Between you and me, why do we need to talk so much? Before we talk, what are you looking for in the secret realm of Longling?"
Feng Yueyu did not hide anything, and said in deep thought: "I was looking for some incomplete Buddhist relics, and I was lucky enough to find a few words. What about you? Now that you have arrived at the Longling Treasure House, can you tell me, what are you looking for? "
Si Xueyi nodded and took out the lotus lantern.
boom!
At the moment when the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique was activated, the lotus lantern shone brightly and enveloped the two of them, completely dispelling the coldness.
"This is the sun and moon magic lantern. It requires corresponding skills to make it appear. I am looking for the flame that should exist on the lotus lantern to see if I can unlock it..."
"life experience?"
Feng Yueyu asked.
Si Xueyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Let's take it as an indication of life experience. Since this lotus lantern can open the Longling treasure house, we can find some clues."
Feng Yueyu stared at the lotus lantern in Si Xueyi's hand. Her eyes were slightly focused, and there was a look of thought in her beautiful eyes. After a moment, she said: "Si Xueyi, maybe we can get out of trouble."
"Are we trapped?"
"Well, after I took you into the Longling Treasure House, the people chasing you were not many blood-clothed guards. Instead, they were monks from other overlord-level forces. There were too many of them. I couldn't help it... The further you went, the more you went sideways. When we arrived, In this foggy place, the pursuers are gone, but they are also trapped."
"Let's go and take a look."
Si Xueyi immediately held up the lotus lantern and started exploring in the mist with Feng Yueyu.
It took him a while to realize that the fog in this place was too cold, and even a Tiandan cultivator would be injured.
But now that we have the Sun and Moon Magic Lamp, the problem is not that big.
The light reflected a path in the cold fog, and Si Xueyi discovered many cold pools, many of which had fresh corpses floating in them.
After completely passing through the cold fog, a vast and spacious space suddenly opened up before his eyes.
There are a large number of palaces and mountain peaks. The palaces are magnificent and extraordinary at first sight, and the mountain peaks are also exuding spiritual light and filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.
"Finally it's out."
Feng Yueyu breathed a sigh of relief and looked much more relaxed.
"This is really a treasure house. As long as you can enter it, you will never come back empty-handed."
Si Xueyi put away the lotus lantern, glanced at the vast space, and said in surprise.
"How do you find your holy fire?"
"The lotus lantern is not responding, we have to go deeper."
Deep in the Longling Treasure House, the roads were complicated and complicated. Si Xueyi and Feng Yueyu walked all the way forward.
In the treasure mountains and palaces passing by on the way, people can be seen flickering, and fierce fighting sounds can be heard from time to time.
There are even terrifying monks with half-step dragon veins. They squeeze out the power of dragon veins and release terrifying pressure in the treasure mountain, which can be felt from a long distance away.
Needless to say, this was definitely a fight for the treasure.
Si Xueyi glanced casually for a few times, his expression changing. He was still very concerned about these natural and earthly treasures.
Even with the Xuanwu Spirit, there is no guarantee that one can 100% master the Nine-Star Heavenly Pill.
If you don't reach the realm of Tiandan, you don't have much chance of winning when you encounter Mei Zihua.
Looking back, I realized that this man was really frighteningly strong, and it was somewhat of a fluke that he escaped unscathed.
No matter how terrifying his strength is, he is still good at hiding his weakness and has no arrogance.
"Do you want to fight for it? You have the spirit of Xuanwu and you still care about these heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Do you want to attack the Nine-Star Heavenly Pill?"
Feng Yueyu observed the change in Si Xueyi's expression and immediately guessed the reason.
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "Sometimes, don't be too smart, as this will make people insecure."
Feng Yueyu didn't take it seriously and said, "You go look for the Holy Fire, and I'll help you get some more elixirs. We'll meet again when the time comes."
After that, he was about to kill towards the treasure mountain.
Si Xueyi was so anxious that he stretched out his hand to grab the other person's wrist and said with a wry smile: "Feng Yueyu, don't be anxious yet, walk deeper with me."
Before the other party could react, Si Xueyi clasped his fingers with his backhand, took Feng Yueyu's hand and walked deeper.
