Que Xiu immediately opened the invitation, read it, and twisted it lightly with his fingertips, turning it into a wisp of dust and smoke.
"I guess you already know the contents of the invitation. Are you feeling frightened?"
Jade Leaf Soul replied: "The day I followed you to the underworld, I had severed all ties with the world, so all this has nothing to do with me."
"Zhu Yuye has found a good home, and dad has let go of his worries. Are you really indifferent to this?"
Yu Yehun bit her lip lightly and did not answer.
"Okay, okay, I'm forcing someone to do something difficult! I'm going to ask for leave from Mr. Ma right now. I still have to attend the wedding day of Yu Ye and Miao Ling."
In the small pavilion in the back garden, Mr. Ma was drinking alone. When he saw Que Xiu arriving, he stopped him from saluting and signaled him to sit down.
Que Xiu cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate is reckless. I was very offended just now. Please forgive me, sir!"
Lao Ma waved his hand and poured wine for him, "Now that the matter has come to this, blaming others will not help. You have made extraordinary achievements many times, and I have applied for immortal status for you. If this happened, I'm afraid it will be in vain."
"Xiu Zhi is not here. I just want to be a mortal. Sir, please don't mind me."
"As expected, he is a close friend of Emperor Bu. He is magnanimous and has great feelings. Lao Ma also admires him deeply."
After chatting for a while, Que Xiu changed the subject, "What are your plans sir regarding Mu Chen?"
"We can only gather the people from the underworld to arrest him with all our strength."
"But, I think he is really kind. Are you overly concerned?"
"Good and evil no longer matter. The underworld cannot tolerate such aliens. The powerful force of uncertainty must be eliminated."
Que Xiu looked regretful and asked: "Is there any way to restrain the blood soul?"
Lao Ma nodded and downed the drink in one gulp. Que Xiu wanted to ask more questions, but the husband changed the subject: "I already know your purpose. You can go ahead. Some puzzles can only be solved slowly by yourself."
"I will teach you the method of 'Penetrating the Earth', which can travel through the underworld, 'Infinite Hell', and reach thousands of miles away in an instant. It is similar to Miaoling's space tunnel, and it is also an amazing magical power..."
Que Xiu came back again, and the capital city, which had been absent for a long time, was still prosperous. On the ten-mile long street, a handsome young man with extraordinary bearing attracts the attention of passers-by with his every gesture.
When I walked to the corner of the street, I saw a man standing in the wind. People were passing by in a hurry. He stood still, like a bird standing among a flock of chickens, looking at the calm clouds and the gentle breeze.
Que Xiu looked at him for a moment and said: "You are worthy of the Four Immortals for finding me so quickly. You are hiding in the city, and your immortal style is still a bit out of place."
Miao Ling had a slight beard and looked a little mature, "I'm waiting for you specially. Our wedding cannot be without you as a key person."
"The wedding is still more than a month away. Am I too early?"
"It's so rare to return to the sun. If I don't travel around the world, wouldn't I be wasting this wonderful time?"
Que Xiu nodded and asked, "Where is she?"
"Staying in the boudoir without leaving the house, Zhu Yuye is no longer the same Zhu Yuye who used to be beaten and killed."
"So it's not convenient to meet you?"
"Don't tell me it's you, it's hard even for me, my soon-to-be husband, to see her!"
"In this case, see you when it's time to meet, don't be sentimental..."
At night, Que Xiu stood on the high pavilion, the wind was strong, and Xiong Er stood aside.
Que Xiu gently twisted his fingertips and took out the golden mask. "You accepted me so quickly just because of this mask?"
Xiong Er said: "Although your gender has changed and your appearance has changed, I can feel the extraordinary aura of the original poster. Xiong Er is sure of it."
Que Xiu put on the mask and looked long and hard, "It's far-fetched to say that. Because of the rules, you actually still have many doubts in your heart."
"The original poster is too worried, Xiong Er doesn't dare!"
While he was speaking, a rapid ringing of bells came to his ears, which was extremely penetrating and struck people's soul. Xiong Er's expression changed dramatically: "Someone has activated the Thousand Miles Transmission Symbol, and one of the seven masters is in danger!"
The two teleported to the hall. There were eight dragon heads on the wall with jade beads in their mouths. The top one was a gold head, and the seven below were bronze dragon heads. One of the jade beads fell and touched the mechanism.
Someone came forward to report, "It was the third master who activated the alarm talisman and has contacted the nearest personnel to provide support."
Xiong Er was taken aback, "Although Tang San is not the strongest in combat, she is extremely poisonous and notoriously difficult to deal with. If she will warn him, she will definitely be in big trouble."
Que Xiu had a relationship with Tang San, and caring about her would lead to confusion. He loudly ordered: "Can you find out her specific location?"
Someone caressed her with his palm, and the longan projected a light blue light, converging into the scenery of mountains and rivers, "Reporting to the poster, she is north of Songshan Mountain in Zhongyue, south of the Yellow River, within ten miles."
Xiong Er shook his head, "Thousands of miles away from here, beyond the reach of a whip, there are many dangers and dangers!"
Que Xiu moved, black light flashed at his fingertips, a little void, the earth trembled, and a dark vortex appeared. Everyone was stunned and retreated one after another.
"Follow me!" Que Xiu grabbed Xiong Er and jumped into the vortex. Immediately, the body fell rapidly, the dark light flew by, and inexplicable oppression came on the face, and he immediately fell into the Asura Hell.
The bear could not see, as if a giant hand was holding its throat. After experiencing extreme cold and sudden heat, it almost fainted. Que Xiu stretched out his hand to support him, and suddenly his eyes suddenly opened up, with dark clouds covering the moon and a vast wasteland.
Xiong Er's stomach turned upside down and he almost vomited. He finally managed to catch his breath and asked, "Master Weiwei, what kind of spell was that just now?"
"It's a technique to 'penetrate the earth' in the underworld. You can pass through eighteen levels of hell without fainting. Your magic power is rare in the world."
Xiong Er said deeply, "I am convinced of the original poster's magical skills. I don't have any doubts anymore."
Que Xiu waved his hand, "Now is not the time for compliments. Logan should be nearby, hurry up and save her!"
Xiong Er Yun Gong, his eyes were like lightning, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, countless snow-white threads extending outwards from his body, as dense as a spider web, and the hidden cold aura rushed towards his face. Que Xiu secretly marveled that the technique was so weird and unheard of.
After a moment, Xiong Er stopped his technique, "Her poisonous energy is already very weak, but I can still feel her presence."
The two of them rushed away and reached the bottom of the cliff. The grass was knee-deep in grass. The bear sniffed again and flew forward, pushing aside the grass. A woman was huddled in it, motionless.
Tang Wan was kind to him, and Que Xiu was worried. Just as he was about to step forward, Xiong Er stopped him, "Be careful, owner, her poison is no joke."
The white spider threads on his fingertips surged and bound the woman. The spider threads first turned black and then receded. "She was severely injured, and her poisonous power is already negligible."
Xiong Er stepped forward and turned her over, but he saw a young face, similar in appearance to Tang Wan. He looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his childishness had not faded.
"What's going on? He's rejuvenated? Or he's not Tang San at all."
Que Xiu nodded, "It's her, there's no doubt about it. According to legend, there is a magical technique that can condense part or all of the mana to offset fatal injuries. The side effect is to rejuvenate the person."
"Is there such a good thing? I can save my life and regain my youth at the same time. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
"But the corresponding mana and memory also dissipate. Losing one's power may be more uncomfortable than death for a practitioner."
"What do you mean, the poster said, when Tang San was attacked, in a critical moment, he used his magic power to counteract the damage, so he could save his life and end up like this?"
"This is the only explanation!" Que Xiu leaned over and picked her up, "She is seriously injured and cannot withstand the 'Touching Earth' technique. You go back first, Tang San is kind to me, I will take good care of her!"
A few years ago, in the south of China, there were blue waves rolling across the sea. There are many small islands on the sea, different sizes, like stars scattered all over, dotted with green stars in the blue waves.
There is an island among them, which is not the largest but is very special. The scenery on the island is smart and full of fairy spirit. The name of the island is Lingcui, which is the first island of the three mountains and sixteen islands in the Nanhai Sect.
The female owner of the island, named Qing Ling, has been practicing for hundreds of years and has strong magic power, but her face is similar to that of a girl. She is known as the "Lingxian". She has dozens of disciples who live in the treasured land of immortals and live happily.
On this day, the wind blew up in the east, glowing with five colors of light, and the mirage stretched for dozens of miles. The spirit fairy made some calculations and immediately arranged to leave the island, riding the waves all the way to the west, and soon arrived at the seaside town of Gufan.
The fairy is dressed in green and has flowing green hair, attracting the attention of passers-by. Following her is her most proud disciple Qingzi, who is also an exquisite and beautiful girl.
The two walked along the stone street and arrived at the square by the sea. There was an ancient ship with its head raised and its sails raised, hoping to ride the wind and waves. Although the wood was decayed, its momentum was still there. Qingling stopped and stared at it for a long time.
Qingzi knew what was on his master's mind and didn't dare to disturb him. After a moment, Lingxian sighed softly, "Master went out to sea from here to find immortals and founded Lingcui Island. Since her immortal journey, no one can continue the immortal fate."
Qingzi replied softly: "Master, you are too modest! Our Nanhai sect, the Territory Lord, the Lord Three Mountains, and you are all called immortals, and others are far behind."
"To call him an immortal is to be a false immortal. A teacher must be self-aware."
Qingzi was secretly surprised. She could hear a hint of helplessness and sadness in her master's words. Qing Ling looked at her beloved disciple, "Have you noticed that I have added a few more strands of blond hair to my master? For me, a cultivator of the wood element, gold is declining. If my master's cultivation level cannot break through, I am afraid that the oil will be exhausted and the lamp will be withered." ”
"No, you will definitely ascend to immortality!"
Qingzi sobbed softly, and the master stretched out his sleeves and said angrily: "Okay, okay, you have been with me for decades. Even at this age, you are still like a child."
While talking, the two of them walked forward again and entered the market. There was a lot of people, the air was filled with a peculiar smell, and the noise was endless. Qingzi frowned. For a noble person like her master, she would never set foot in such a dirty place.
This time, Lingxian was very interested. She squeezed into the stall next to her, picked up the coarse cloth and played with it casually. She then went to the side to study the clay figurines and pottery. Qingzi followed him, and there was a fishy smell coming from the fish stall next to him, which made people sick.
A burst of hustle and bustle attracted everyone's attention. It turned out that someone was selling slaves. Boys and girls were huddled in cages with frightened eyes like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The sellers all looked like bandits and looked like fierce gods. One person sells the goods eloquently, and soon the men and women are bought. Qingzi moved with compassion and whispered: "Master, please save those girls. It seems that they were sold into brothels and some of them have suffered."
The master's face was as dark as water, "We are not heroes. We follow God's will and fate in everything. These are secular rules and cannot be interfered with."
Soon, all the slaves were sold out, and there was only one little boy left in the cage, lying sickly in it with only one breath left.
The seller shook his head and said, "It seems that no one wants it. Keeping it is just a waste of food and soup. You can only throw it into the sea to feed the fish."
"I will pay ten taels of gold to buy that child..."
