"Luo Ying Valley."
In a secret secret room.
The space of this secret room is huge, and the walls have been carefully polished and carved with exquisite and dazzling patterns.
There are silver lamps hanging all over the flat walls. The lamps are obviously not ordinary objects. The silver light flows on them, and the flames inside are even more brilliant in color. Against the background of the patterns on the four walls, It makes the pattern more vivid.
There is a sarcophagus in the middle of the secret room. This sarcophagus is the same size as an ordinary coffin, but it is made of fluorescent crystal. Through the crystal coffin wall, you can vaguely see a figure lying in the coffin. A graceful woman.
The woman was wearing a bright red wedding robe and a hairpin-headed phoenix crown on her head. Her two shiny jade hands were folded together and placed on her lower abdomen. Although she was a lifeless female corpse, she was still full of grace. Luxurious.
"Boom."
At this time, a rumbling sound was heard, and the stone door of the secret room opened.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and then a middle-aged man with a height of seven feet and a handsome face walked in from outside the secret room.
The rumbling sound came again, and after the handsome man walked in, the door to the secret room immediately closed.
This man was wearing a gold-inscribed Taoist robe, and there was a touch of heroism between his eyebrows that only a young man could have. He had a tall and straight figure, his hair was neatly combed, and his eyes were like cold stars, which made him even more extraordinary.
Entering the secret room, the man glanced at the crystal sarcophagus placed in the center of the secret room. His eyes swayed twice and then became tinged with sadness, as if there was a deep affection hidden inside.
Slowly walking to the sarcophagus, he raised his hand and stroked the coffin lid gently, and then used his hand to gently push the coffin lid open a gap.
In an instant, a wave of icy cold air spurted out from between the gaps, instantly lowering the temperature of the entire secret room to freezing point.
The woman in the sarcophagus wearing a bright red wedding dress revealed her true face. Her skin was delicate, her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her black hair was tied in a phoenix crown, and her beautiful face showed a peaceful look. She looked like a Just like a woman sleeping soundly.
The man's eyes were full of affection, and he was a little crazy looking at the woman lying peacefully in the coffin.
"Ziqi, it's finally time for the Split Heaven Immortal Valley to open again. This time I will find your soul to resurrect you, and then you and I will return to the paradise of addiction, and be happy couples who ignore this mortal world. "The man's voice was faint, and every word he spoke contained a kind of infatuation.
This man's name is Zhao Boya, and he is the direct disciple of the ancestor of Luoying Valley.
Three thousand years ago, Zhao Boya entered the Split Heaven Immortal Valley, accidentally separated from his fellow disciples and wandered alone in the Split Heaven Immortal Valley for decades. Until the Split Heaven Immortal Valley was about to close, Zhao Boya accidentally discovered this in a secret cave. A seated female corpse.
This female corpse had been dead for unknown years, but when it was discovered by Zhao Boya, the body of this female corpse was still flowing with precious light. Although it had no breath, it was lifelike. Her expression was solemn and gentle, and there was a curvature at the corner of her mouth, retaining the charm she had during her lifetime. The smile was like smiling at Zhao Boya who found her many years later.
This smile seemed to have a kind of magic power. Zhao Boya couldn't resist it. In an instant, his heart was broken, and he fell in love with this female corpse without hesitation.
Later, Zhao Boya brought the female corpse back from the Split Heaven Fairy Valley, used extremely precious materials to build a coffin for the female corpse, named the female corpse "Ziqi", and faced the female corpse for several hours every day.
As time went by, Zhao Boya's abnormal love not only did not fade away, but became stronger and stronger. He was no longer satisfied with just looking at each other, he wanted to own it, completely own it.
He thought about getting married, but he knew that if this kind of thing spread, it would inevitably cause rumors. He, Zhao Boya, didn't care, but he was afraid that Zi Qi would be wronged, so he simply worshiped with the female corpse in this secret room. .
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but that night, Zhao Boya, who had not been disturbed by dreams for a long time, had a dream. She dreamed that Ziqi was calling him, asking him to take her back to the Split Heaven Fairy Valley and tell Zhao Boya that her soul was still there. Wandering in the Celestial Valley, as long as her soul is retrieved, she can be resurrected.
Zhao Boya believed it to be true, and immediately stopped Zhengzheng's preparations to transform into a spirit, and prepared to take Ziqi back to the Celestial Immortal Valley.
This is a kind of love, a deformed love, the love of living people for the dead. This kind of love is fanatical, and is not accepted or understood by the world. Only Zhao Boya, who is in it, knows that he is What are you doing.
Zhao Boya lingered on Ziqi's cold corpse. At this moment, he seemed to see Ziqi's smile. Her eyes were full of tenderness. At this moment, Ziqi was everything to her. Tomb robbing
Zhao Boya reached into the coffin and touched Ziqi's cold and delicate skin with his fingertips.
His heart was beating wildly, with an indescribable impulse.
After a long time, Zhao Boya withdrew his hand, and a soft smile appeared on his handsome and infatuated face, "Give me some more time, and I will let you be reborn."
"Thanks..."
In a daze, a melodious and sweet voice came from Zhao Boya's mind. Zhao Boya's expression did not change. This voice often sounded in his mind, and he often talked with that voice, so he had long been accustomed to it.
"It doesn't matter, you and I are one flesh and blood. I am willing to walk all over the world for you."
After saying that, Zhao Boya put his hand on the coffin lid and gently closed the coffin lid together again.
A few days later, the sky struck the mountain, beside the clear lake.
Ji Liao leaned against the giant tree in full bloom and looked at the pen in his hand, which was Xiu Yuan's pen.
It has been some time since the Wanzhen auction ended, and now Ji Liao has free time to ponder the talisman pen he just bought.
Ji Liao's eyes lingered on Xiu Yuan's pen, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He entered Taoism with talismans, and this talisman pen was his meal. After so many years of practice, this was the first time Ji Liao used such a good thing.
After a while, Ji Liao made a move, and saw him slowly leaving the giant tree and reaching the edge of the pool. The spiritual power in his body was running, and he poured it into Xiu Yuan's pen.
In an instant, the body of Xiu Yuan's pen lit up with dots of gleaming white light, flowing towards the tip of the pen as if endlessly, making the tip of the pen dyed with a ball of gleaming white light.
Ji Liao lifted Xiu Yuan's pen into the air, and a glimmer of white light immediately fell into the void. Then he saw Ji Liao's wrist flip, leaving streaks of glistening white marks in the void.
Not long after, Ji Liao closed his hand and left a simple rune in the void.
"go!"
Ji Liao shouted in a low voice, and with a stroke of Xiu Yuan's pen, he directly divided the runes printed in the void into two halves.
With a soft "bang" sound, the rune immediately exploded in the void. Immediately, ripples were seen where the rune exploded. Water droplets shot out of the void one by one, and fell into the pool like raindrops. among.
The next moment, the clear water pool also moved, and water pillars were seen rising in the pool, and they did not stop until they were ten feet high.
Then, the tops of the water columns gradually grew larger, and in the blink of an eye they turned into water packets the size of a human head. Then, the water packets the size of a human head surged, bloomed, and turned into branches. Transparent water lily.
The water lotus swayed slightly, and droplets of water fell on the huge leaves, as if they were bathing in the drizzle.
Seeing this, Ji Liao smiled slightly, picked up the pen and clicked it again. His face suddenly moved, and he calmly put the Xiuyuan pen in his hand into the storage ring.
There was a splashing sound, and the water lotuses in the pool collapsed one after another and fell back into the pool again.
Ji Liao turned around with a smile and looked behind him, only to see Wan Suxin, dressed like a Taoist nun, walking towards here.
"Senior sister, how come you have time to come to my place?" Ji Liao asked with a smile.
"Master wants to teach you about swordsmanship, so let me call you." Wan Suxin replied calmly.
"Okay." Ji Liao curled his lips when he heard this, agreed, and walked towards the distance.
