Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

When Feixue just woke up, she thought that three hundred years had passed. It was only after she realized that the curse had not been broken that she realized that she had woken up early. She thought that the elders of the Leng family had broken the secret spell set by Song Mo.

"Three hundred years?"

Leng Yao repeated it in his mind.

It has been two hundred and sixty years since he was cursed.

There are only less than forty years left before the three hundred year deadline.

Forty years may not sound short, but for a monk, it is just a blink of an eye.

Leng Yao felt a little regretful. He regretted that when he found out that the spell did not affect his cultivation but only affected his memory, he did not immediately look for a way to break the spell.

Perhaps he separated his soul and went to the lower world, where it was turned into soul crystals, which was also due to this curse.

But there was no use thinking about it now.

The most important thing to think about now is to break this curse.

Three hundred years. If it was really those gods who helped Song Mo, I am afraid that more than two hundred years would have had an impact on him.

If he doesn't get rid of this curse and goes to the lower world to help Zhuxin, he might be controlled and stab Zhuxin in the back at any time!

This must not be allowed to happen!

Leng Yao's aura suddenly turned cold. The elders, who were already wondering why Leng Yao suddenly stopped talking, all looked over nervously.

I was afraid that Leng Yao would suddenly faint like before.

"My dear uncles and grandfather, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to the lower world this time.

After you descend to the mortal world, you can go to Qingxuan Sect to find Zhuxin.

Please tell Zhuxin that my uncle will go down to the mortal world after he finishes his business."

Leng Yao hurried out but was stopped by the second elder.

“What are you going to do alone?

Our Leng family is now in the upper realm, and our status is no longer as high as before. If we leave rashly, we will probably be hunted down by other families."

The second elder grabbed Leng Yao's arm and asked while looking at him.

Leng Yao turned to look at him, "Don't worry, Second Grandfather. I'm just going to the Xuanlong Temple to remove the curse and collect the debt from the Song family!"

“Who are you going to the Song family to collect the debt from?

The Song family has a goddess now. If you are like this, you can't even get into the outer courtyard of the Song family."

The second elder said to Leng Yao in a bad mood.

At the same time, I was thinking to myself, how come he has been in a coma for so many years and still hasn't calmed down at all.

Compared with Leng Buqiu's temperament, Leng Buqiu is more like an elder.

Leng Yao had not expected that the Song family would produce a goddess, and he stopped in his tracks.

"The Song family has produced a goddess? Is it Song Mo?"

Leng Yao asked with gritted teeth.

The Second Elder shook his head at him, "It's not Song Mo, it's Song Mo's daughter Song Zhi.

Two hundred years ago, the Song family married Song Mo into a family and gave birth to a daughter.

She has been the destined goddess since she was a child.

Now, apart from the Jiang family, the most powerful family in our upper realm is the Song family.

With your level of cultivation, you won't be able to see Song Mo even if you want to."

Hearing that the goddess was Song Mo's daughter, Leng Yao couldn't hide his surprise.

He also temporarily gave up the idea of ​​seeking revenge on Song Mo.

He took a deep breath and calmed down, “I didn’t expect the Song family to change so much.

Second Grandfather, if I want to go to Xuanlong Temple, how do I get there?

"It's not difficult to get to Xuanlong Temple. Xuanlong Temple is not under the jurisdiction of the God Realm and only obeys the orders of the Buddha.

There is a teleportation array in our valley that can take us to the foot of Foshan.

If you want to go to Xuanlong Temple, just take the teleportation array and then walk up the mountain.

I just don’t know if you will be allowed into Xuanlong Temple.

They haven't opened the mountain gate for a long time."

The second elder remembered that they had been to Foshan for Leng Yao.

The Buddhist disciples were not invited to come down the mountain, otherwise the curse on Leng Yao would have been lifted long ago.

Leng Yao thought about what the abbot of Mount Bodhi said when he was in the lower world, and he felt relieved.

In order to give the elders a better impression of Leng Zhuxin.

Leng Yao smiled and said, "I must have benefited from Zhu Xin's help. Before the abbot of Mount Bodhi sent me back with the Buddha's relics, he told me to go find the Buddhist disciples of Xuanlong Temple to remove the curse.

I think I should be able to get in this time."

After hearing this, the elders felt relieved and let him go.

It’s just that Leng Yao left in too much of a hurry, and just as he disappeared from the teleportation array, Grandfather Leng came out of seclusion.

During this retreat, Grandfather Leng has recovered from all the injuries he suffered over twenty years ago.

Because Leng Buqiu wanted to go down to the mortal world to find his sister, he couldn't wait to return the burden of the head of the family to his grandfather as soon as his grandfather came out of seclusion.

Following the second elder, he tore through space and went to the lower world.

……

When Leng Zhuxin returned to Qingxuan Sect, it was three days after leaving Bodhi Mountain.

Just after returning to the sect, before he had time to go back to his cave, someone from the sect came and asked to see the master's disciple.

The visitor was wearing a flowing light blue gauze dress.

The layers of gauze are like clouds and mist. Not only do they not appear revealing, but they give people a feeling of being a banished immortal who cannot be defiled.

In their hands, they all held spiritual umbrellas of different shapes and colors.

The hair accessories worn on the head are all decorated with pearl ribbons and shells.

There were both male and female cultivators, and one even brought a child who looked only about nine years old.

When Leng Zhuxin saw them, he knew that they were from another hidden sect in Qingxuan Continent, Penglai.

It can also be seen that the dozen or so of them are vaguely led by the nine-year-old child.

Leng Zhuxin couldn't see through the child's cultivation level, but Bingbing and Xiaohan were very excited.

"Immortal beasts! There are actually immortal beasts in Xuanling Continent!"

Xiaohan and Bingbing sensed the aura of a fairy beast on the child.

However, the child's cultivation was much higher than theirs, and they couldn't tell what kind of immortal beast the child was.

Leng Zhuxin remembered a legend about Penglai.

On her way back these days, because the abbot of Mount Bodhi said that Penglai would also be born, she read some records of Penglai in the Xuanling Continent.

Therefore, I know that there is a Fuzhu in Penglai Sect.

It has four horns on its head, like a deer.

It looks gentle, but it actually has strong water control ability.

Before the Penglai ancestors subdued it, wherever it passed, it would be submerged in a vast ocean.

The nine-year-old child in front of him had a blue deer antler pattern on his forehead, and the jade crown on his head was also in the shape of a blue dragon horn.

The clothes he was wearing were not the clothes of a Penglai disciple, but a light blue brocade robe.

A string of golden bells was tied around her left ankle, and she wore a pair of blue shoes.

It seemed as if he was not used to wearing shoes. He just stuffed his feet inside with his heels exposed.

With his hands behind his back, he looked up at everyone with a calm expression.

Only when he saw Leng Zhuxin did his eyes, as crystal clear as blue glass, suddenly light up.

With the sound of the golden bell ringing, he ran to Leng Zhuxin in a few steps.

A barrier had already been set up inside the hall, and the people inside were all trustworthy.

Fu Zhu suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Leng Zhuxin.

He looked up at Leng Zhuxin and smiled, revealing his small fangs. "I found you, the man of destiny."

Then he suddenly hugged Leng Zhuxin's thighs and refused to let go no matter what.

Leng Zhuxin's thigh was hugged by him, and she was too embarrassed to push him away, so she had to look at the Penglai disciple who had already stood up.

The leading Penglai disciple seemed to feel a little embarrassed and pinched his eyebrows.

He walked a few steps to Leng Zhuxin.

"I hope you will forgive me. My husband has a strange personality and it's because he likes you that he behaves like this.

He has come here specifically to see you.

Your Excellency is quite capable of treating your husband as a child."

"Who is a child? I am over three thousand years old, much older than you, let alone this little girl."

Fu Zhu snorted coldly and glanced at Fang Li.

I thought to myself, if I had known Fang Li was so bad at talking, I would have brought Fang Qing out with me.

But it’s good to be able to find the person destined for me. After more than a thousand years, I have finally waited for the opportunity to complete my mission!

The little girl is pretty good, the aura on her body is pure, and there is a hint of original power. It seems that she has a close relationship with the way of heaven!

Fu Zhu was thinking happily, and although he was talking to Fang Li, his hands did not let go of Leng Zhuxin.

After Tong Fangli finished speaking, he raised his head again and looked at Leng Zhuxin, as if he was looking at some great treasure.

“Hehe, just as Fang Li said, I am Fu Zhu.

The old man who brought me to Penglai gave me a name, Guishui.

You can call me Shui Shui."