"She is still alive?"
Lu Changfeng closed his eyes lightly, and when he opened them again, everything was clear.
"It's enough to live."
His body glowed with pure white-blue ice light.
Lu Cun, the ancestor of the Lu family, suddenly appeared behind him.
A smile appeared in Lu Cun's eyes.
It would be nice to actually take this step.
To him, Pei Xihe was not only a love disaster, but also a God-given opportunity.
Now that he has finally condensed his own Taoist heart, he is about to step into the realm of the Golden Core. He cannot participate in the foundation-building battle, but the battle in the early stage of the Golden Core is still open to him.
The sect's grand competition stipulates that if a realm is broken through, the jade plate will automatically adjust the battle situation to the corresponding realm by sensing the dripping blood.
Lu Changfeng's body suddenly became crystal clear, unlike a mortal.
The body of heavenly ice exploded completely in an instant, endless cold air condensed on his body, and his eyes were filled with ice blue.
In the Kunlun Immortal Sect, in a hall belonging to the Lu Family Palace, a long sword made a faint sound that became more and more violent.
The long sword was covered in black, a layer of dirt.
It began to tremble violently, and the layer of black dirt was cracking and falling off rapidly, and brilliant light shot out from inside.
Finally, its original appearance was revealed.
The long sword is three feet three, and its entire body is like the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, without dirt or dust. When it reveals its form, it is like a divine shadow condensed behind the sword, and finally turns into a glow and merges into it.
The sword body turned silver-white, and the hilt was covered with magical totems.
With a whoosh, it flew away.
And the Kunlun Station in Jiuchong Tianxuan Mountain.
There was a sense of mystery in Lu Changfeng's eyes, and there was a mysterious feeling in his heart. He opened his hand and held it into the void.
A sword that tore through the sky fell into his hand.
In an instant, all the nine eight-colored jade steps in his body turned into nine colors.
This sword is the treasure inherited by the Lu family, the Gushe Tianci Sword.
The thing that was his destiny merged with him at this moment.
Looking at the dark sky, there are dark clouds.
Lu Cun's magic power suddenly shot out from his fingertips, dividing the place into a small area and not allowing others to enter.
Lu Changfeng flew up and faced the three nine thunder tribulations. He was about to form a pill.
………………
"Is she okay?"
Ming Linlang was slightly stunned, but her brows suddenly became a little softer.
"Just stay alive."
The corners of her lips curled up in a rare way, and the frost-like aura on her body softened a bit.
Looking at the dark clouds, it is the symbol of thunder and disaster.
Ming Linlang already knew what happened back then, and she could only sigh secretly in her heart. Neither Pei Xihe nor Lu Changfeng had done anything wrong. They just made their own choices.
It’s worth it if you don’t regret it.
The current result is already the best. He broke through the golden elixir and broke through the last layer of mental barriers.
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Kunlun Resident Camp Center.
The man wearing a green bamboo embroidered robe frowned slightly.
"That little disciple is not dead?"
Song Ran was really curious.
The Kunlun Monument has records when disciples enter the inner sect. Only when they enter the inner sect can the disciples begin formal teaching and lay down the Kunlun Golden Seal. As the core strength of the cultivation, each immortal peak has courses and teachings that must be completed. And competition. A little bit of penetration will strengthen the disciples' sense of belonging to the sect.
Li Changqing originally wanted to suppress Pei Xihe's schemes by manipulating these places.
But she escaped from the sect by applying for a thirty-year mission.
This approach was very decisive and he was blameless.
But the golden seal left by the Kunlun stele is deeply rooted in the body and soul of the cultivator. One day is Kunlun, and the whole life is Kunlun. Only when the life dies, the soul is gone, and there is no way to recover, will the name be destroyed.
Now is this resurrection from the dead?
He picked up a cup of bamboo-scented tea on the table, and his eyes deepened a little deeper.
But this young disciple turned to another school, and decided to use Yiyuan Dao. Zhao Hanfeng and Zhao Qingtang, who had come to avenge her with great force, had indeed planned it for a long time.
I was afraid that he would have long ago said that Kunlun disciple Pei Xihe was dead, which would silence everyone in the world.
Song Ranzhen put down his tea cup and squinted his eyes slightly, needing to sort out this messy game.
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"She's not dead?!"
She was not dead, but she was reduced to the status of a dog. She was hunted by Kunlun and could only escape all the way. She escaped several disasters by relying on the many spiritual treasures on her body.
Li Changqing's angry mood could even be felt by the Black Abyss Snake, which had shrunk its body and curled around his wrist.
He was hiding in a dark mountain stream. It was obviously noon and the sun was shining high, but there was no light coming through here, and there was a gloomy atmosphere.
The old guy won't let anyone really kill him, he knows this better than anyone else.
No one knew that the seemingly dandy Li Changqing, the legitimate son of the Li family, was born with a keen eye. His parents died when he was young, and he was personally raised by Li Changsheng for a period of time.
Well, Li Changsheng was really very kind to him, even unusually kind, which made him feel extremely weird.
Even though he is from a direct lineage, his talent is not top-notch. How could he have more resources and authority than heirs from other families?
Until that day he accidentally entered the ancestor's secret room.
Blood color, screams, curses, a body like a dead tree, blood that is about to drain out.
When he thought about this, his current situation seemed to be covered in a large area of scarlet.
He took a deep breath and managed to calm down.
The hatred towards Pei Xihe in my heart never stopped for a moment.
He has his own information channel. That bitch participated in the sect competition. She was in the Foundation Building Bureau and had a first-line golden elixir.
I am afraid that he wants to attack the lowly people who use his spiritual intelligence and profound energy to attack the flawless golden elixir and the mere three spiritual roots. I really dare to think about it.
My eyesight is really shallow, I don’t know that there is still a gap between this line of golden elixir and the real golden elixir.
Thinking of her almost terrifying sword skills, I felt a slight chill in my heart, but as long as she had not set foot on the golden elixir, she still had a chance to get revenge.
She was lucky that she didn't die last time, and she had such a chance to escape from the black abyss. But this time, he would never leave her a chance.
……………………
Pei Xihe sat quietly in Qingxuanzhou's room. This Qingxuanzhou was like a boat, a first-class spiritual weapon with speed, defense and power. There was also a spirit gathering array in the room.
She opened her eyes, and a strange movement woke her up.
With a flick of his finger, a small jade plate appeared.
The seven words "Pei Xihe, Shang Yiyuan Dao" were originally in the center, but now they are floating on the left side, and the font appears pale white.
The part on the right is black font.
"Yuan Zong, Qiao Hai"
As soon as he touched the jade plate with his fingers, detailed information about the competition flooded into his mind.
Tomorrow will be her first battle.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Because moving to another campus is too troublesome. Alas, I have just finished the preparation work that I have been doing for a long time today.
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