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"You traveled thousands of miles from Beiming to Nanlijingtian to seek the Tao. At that time, Miaochen's master Zhu Huashangzun and I asked who you would like to worship under, and you chose Miaochen. It was because you admired her and wanted Do you get along with her day and night?" Lianyue Yuanjun asked.

Ye Linshuang looked at the other party, just like countless nights in the past, he watched the aurora of Beiming intently, waiting for the person who led the aurora to come again.

With a slight smile, Ye Linshuang asked back: "Master, do you remember that you went to Beiming more than 1000 years ago?"

"remember."

"Then who have you met, do you still remember?" Ye Linshuang asked again.

"The Demon Monarch Luangsha, he brought the evil spirits of the Demon Capital to hunt down the ancient spirit beast Lie's group. They want to use Lie's flesh and blood to refine the magic pill."

"Yeah, you led Aurora into the battle, defeated Huangsha, and your demeanor is clear, like the ice and snow high river that Beiming can't cling to."

Lianyue Yuanjun paused: "You...you saw me at that time?"

"Because my original body is a spirit beast. Back then, I was just a 300-year-old cub. In order to cultivate a human form... I discarded my skin, molded my bones and flesh, and suffered from pain for a full 100 years... Finally, I have a human body."

Lianyue Yuanjun looked at Ye Linshuang with disbelief in his eyes.

He vaguely remembered that there was a cub staring at him for a long time with its big and bright eyes.

If the spiritual beast's cultivation base is profound, it can be transformed into a human form.

For example, the ancient spirit beast Changyan, it is said that its human form is so handsome and beautiful.

But Ye Linshuang... He didn't have tens of millions of years of cultivation, so he couldn't transform into a human form, so he could only forcibly split his muscles and bones, and transform his original physical body into a human being.

Lianyue Yuanjun's tears fell, his heart hurt so much that it couldn't be worse.

Ye Linshuang acts against the sky, and the owner of the human body will pay the price every moment, with bone pain and torture day and night.

"Linshuang..."

"I finally got my wish and met you, only then did I know that you are about to enter the realm of great power. My original body is Lie, the coldest spirit beast in the world..."

Ye Linshuang lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and a frost flower lightly fell on his palm.

Lianyue Yuanjun frowned, grabbed his hand, and pulled Ye Linshuang into his arms: "So you think that if your extremely cold aura stays around me for a long time, Will it prevent my cultivation from being diligent? Miaochen cultivated the Muwan sword and borrowed the remaining warmth of the sun and moon, so you are not afraid of the coldness of Beiming, so you worship under her sect?"

Ye Linshuang remained silent.

Lianyue Yuanjun sighed, whispered in his ear, "Guess what I want to do now?"

"Uncle Master..."

"I want to lighten you."

Lianyue Yuanjun kissed him, and Ye Linshuang stood there blankly, until he felt Lianyue Yuanjun lightly touch the back of his head, Ye Linshuang lost consciousness and fell down.

"The moon is the moon in the water. How can the moon in the water be compared with the bright moon? In the end, the momentum I borrowed is nothingness. Only you are real."

A spirit beast spread its wings, and Lianyue Yuanjun hugged Ye Linshuang up.

"Take him out of here, the sooner the better."

The spirit beast lowered its head, rubbed Lianyue Yuanjun's cheek, and flew away reluctantly.

"If I can live, I hope you always have me in your heart. But if I am destined... May you never remember me."

The aurora I borrowed that day was no different from the countless days and nights before, so you don’t have to look up anymore.

Mo Qianqiu and Lu Xiaochan flew up together for thousands of miles, but the Chongluan Palace was always close in front of them but far away in the sky.

"We are blocked by the emptiness of Chongluan Palace." Lu Xiaochan stopped, observing the evil formation thousands of miles below with her insightful eyes, her back soaked in cold sweat instantly.

Seeing him stop, Mo Qianqiu also looked down, shocked.

They have only been going for a while, and the evil spirit has risen from the hopeless place, like a raging furnace, which is about to burn the palace at any time.

"It seems that we will be refined by this evil formation first..." Mo Qianqiu frowned.

"Leave me alone... let's go first..." Weak Mofu said.

"I don't care about you? Why don't I care about you? Without you, who will clear Mo Qianqiu's innocence? Your disciples of Xiyuan are going to say that he has colluded with the devil again!"

Lu Xiaochan raised his head, closed his eyes and performed the "spirit discrimination" technique. At a certain moment, he sensed Shu Wuxia's spiritual energy.

"Brother Wuxia is here and we are here!"

At that moment, the sky and the earth turned upside down, the void overlapped, and the figure of Shu Wuxia appeared between the gaps.

Lu Xiaochan was overjoyed, Yu Jian flew away, stretched out his arms, grabbed Shu Wuxia, and rushed into his arms.

The Wuhen sword went into the sheath by itself.

Shu Wucha lowered her head and hugged Lu Xiaochan tightly.

"Almost lost you."

The wrist tightened, it was Suo Xianling, and at that moment, Wuxia breathed and heartbeat, and was connected with Lu Xiaochan again.

Losing it and finding it again made Lu Xiaochan feel mixed feelings.

He didn't like any restraint before, but now there is nothing that makes him feel more at ease and happy.

"Brother Wuxia! My sword is on the edge! I'm enlightened!" Lu Xiaochan said while clutching Shu Wuxia's lapel.

Shu Wuxia lowered his head and held his hand.

It turns out that the gap between Lu Xiaochan's fingers that was injured by the spiritual energy has not yet healed, and the deepest one is where flesh and blood can be seen.

"Does it hurt?"

Gently, with a hint of guilt.

"It doesn't hurt! Take a look at my sword!"

Lu Xiaochan turned the scabbard upside down, and the Wuhen sword slid out, dripping with water, as if it had an edge but no benefit.

"Yeah." Shu Wucha nodded, and flicked his fingers lightly on the Wuhen sword, "Good sword."

Mo Qianqiu had already gone a long way with Mo Fu.

"You two have to tell each other your heart, at least wait until this evil formation is broken! It's better to be a living mandarin duck than a pair of dead birds!"

Lu Xiaochan immediately pulled Shu Wucha, and went up with the sword.

Wuhenjian is the ultimate sword, and he caught up with Mo Qianqiu in the blink of an eye.

"Where are you going?" Mo Qianqiu asked Mo Fu.

"Go to the main hall... hit Yuxie Bell..." Mo Fu replied.

The evil bell is an alarm bell. If the bell rings, it will tell the world that the evil crowd is about to invade the world from the devil city.

Mo Qianqiu and Lu Xiaochan rushed into Chongluan Palace, and Xiyuan's disciples immediately rushed forward.

"Who dares to gallop with a sword in the palace—"

Mo Qianqiu snorted coldly: "Don't you all recognize the sword sect in Xiyuan?"

He held the collar of the bridle and raised his eyebrows.

Who knew that Mofu had been in seclusion for more than a thousand years, and the disciples under his sect really didn't recognize him.

"Bold! Mo Qianqiu, how dare you pretend to be our sword sect from Xiyuan!"

"Mo Qianqiu, you devil—our Master Fanning's disappearance must have something to do with you!"

After all, these disciples unleashed their swords together, and more than a dozen sword formations struck Mo Qianqiu in an instant!

Lu Xiaochan looked at it, got angry, and was about to unleash his sword, but when he thought that Mo Qianqiu is not what he used to be, he shouted: "Qianqiu - teach these rude disciples and grandchildren a lesson for Mofu!"

Mo Qianqiu pulled the bridle behind him, and said with a smile: "Then borrow the spirit of Xiyuan Sword Sect!"

The current Mo Fu is extremely weak, Qian Qiujian easily lent his spirit out of his body.

A thick formation directly overturned them, and several swords were scattered all over the ground.

"I don't have time to play with you!"

Mo Qianqiu pulled the bridle and ran all the way to Yuxie Bell.

Lu Xiaochan Yujian followed.

It's just that he was controlling the sword and he was controlling the sword, but he let Shu Wuxi stand in front, and he stood behind, with his arms around his waist.

"Xiaochan, what's the matter with you?" Shu Wucha lowered her head and clasped Lu Xiaochan's hand.

Lu Xiaochan turned her face sideways, with her ears pressed against Shu Wuxia's back.

"It's nothing...I just miss you."

This is brother Wu Xia who can breathe, talk to him, and cares about Lu Xiaochan's joys, sorrows and joys.

The wind whizzed past his ears, and his arms were also tightened.

"Brother Wu Gap, the matter of Xi Yuan, I will follow you..."

Lu Xiaochan had only finished speaking halfway, when Mo Qianqiu rushed towards Yuxie Bell with a sword array.

The Yuxie Bell was cast by Yehua Yuanzun ten thousand years ago with the mysterious iron from outside the sky, and it was melted with the blood of the spirit beasts from all directions. It is the most powerful magic weapon in Xiyuan.

The Yuxie Bell is enshrined on the top of the main hall of the Chongluan Palace. It is not big, and looks quite low-key, without any decorations, just like an old clock that has been in disrepair.

It was because it was so common that Lu Xiaochan hadn't noticed it at the banquet before.

If it was touched by an ordinary person, it would not ring. Only when Xiyuan's Sword Sect rang the bell with a sword formation, would it resonate in the Luan Palace and resonate in all directions.

Today's Mofu naturally doesn't have the strength to strike the bell, so Mo Qianqiu directly uses his soul to form a sword formation to strike the bell.

The bell rang suddenly, and the Chongluan Palace seemed to be lifted up for nine days and then fell down.

It wasn't a deafening bell, but it went in all directions with huge spirit patterns, entering everyone's pill sea.

Mo Qianqiu was the closest to the Yuxie Bell, and his whole body was lifted by its spirit wave!

Lu Xiaochan closed her eyes, Shu Wucha stretched out her hand, pushed out her spirit energy, and blocked Yuxie Bell's spirit wave.

The bell kept ringing, and the entire Chongluan Palace was submerged by a huge spiritual wave, and this spiritual wave suddenly went downward, temporarily suppressing the evil spirits that had clinged to the Chongluan Palace.

At that moment, Lu Xiaochan only felt that her heart and soul were washed away, and her ears and soul became clear.

Shu Wuxi turned his face to the side and asked, "Xiao Chan, what did you just say?"

Lu Xiaochan was stunned, I just wanted to say, when the turmoil in Xiyuan is over, I will follow you to Wujingtian.

"I just wanted to tell you that I remembered everything from the past."

Shu Wuxia's gaze dimmed, but he clasped Lu Xiaochan's hand even tighter.

"Is it……"

Lu Xiaochan kissed him on the back suddenly, and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about gains and losses anymore, I used to like you so much!"

Shu Wuxia was stunned for a long time before asking: "Really?"

"It's more real than real gold! But you will also send me the soul-condensing blue bird in the future!"

"What do you want my soul-condensing blue bird to do?" Shu Wucha asked again.

"Alas..." Lu Xiaochan sighed helplessly.

The way of getting along between these two people still needs to be taught to him slowly!

The bell rang through the Chongluan Palace, and was transmitted to all directions through the vibration of the Chongluan Palace.The disciples in the palace were on high alert, and the heads of various sects rushed to the main hall one after another.

Shu Wuxia opened the void of the Chongluan Palace with the Nine-Turn Qiankun Treasure Box, and within a short while, the heads of all factions gathered in the main hall.

"In the end what happened!"

"How could the Yuxie Bell ring! Are the evil crowd from the Demon Capital coming out?"

Both Kun Wu and Ling Nianwu had arrived, and everyone was talking about it, but when they looked up, they saw a weak man with a haggard face sitting on the main seat, and Mo Qianqiu was holding the Qianqiu Sword in one hand and the Heavy Owl Sword in the other. next to the theme.

There was an uproar in the main hall instantly.

Lu Xiaochan was waiting to watch the show, and sat next to her, pinching nuts and drinking tea.

"This...isn't this Xiyuan Jianzong's bridle?" Kunwu moved his eyes to the side and saw Lu Xiaochan. He immediately pulled up his sleeve and pinched his ear, "You little thing! How could you be here?" here!"

It's just that before his hand touched Lu Xiaochan, he was held down by Shu Wuxia.

"Save your life, brother!" Lu Xiaochan said solemnly.

Ling Nianwu raised the sword in his hand, and the bell on the spike of the sword trembled slightly. The sound was so loud that everyone immediately fell silent.

Currently in the main hall, Ling Nianwu and Kunwu are the ones with the highest prestige.

Ling Nianwu took a step forward, looked at Mofu carefully, and then saluted: "It turns out that Xiyuan Sword Sect has left the customs."

One sentence caused another wave of waves.

"What, is that really Xiyuan Jianzong?"

"Is he out? Is his injury healed?"

Lu Xiaochan hurriedly reminded Kunwu, "Brother, if you have time to pinch my ear to vent your anger, why don't you go and see Mofu? His life is almost over!"

Kun Wu's brows tightened, and he rushed to Mofu's side immediately, and probed into his inner mansion with spiritual energy, only to find that his alchemy was empty, as if the spiritual energy had been sucked dry by an evil spirit.

A conjecture flooded into his mind, and his whole body shivered.

"Could it be... Jianzong, you..."

Mo Fu showed an ugly smile, and said calmly: "Your guess is correct—I am possessed by the Demon King."

Immediately, the entire main hall was silent, and one could hear a needle falling on the ground.

Whether it was Xiyuan's disciples or other sects, they were all stunned.

How serious is it for a sword sect to be possessed by a demon king?

Back then, the East Ruins Sword Sect was controlled by the evil god Chaos, and the world was almost in chaos!

"Thanks to the Lord Qianqiu who rescued me and refined the demon king Luli in my body."

Mo Fu looked at Mo Qianqiu and nodded his thanks.

None of Xiyuan's disciples were overwhelmed. You must know that for more than a thousand years, all they heard was that Mo Qianqiu insulted Lord Chunning and destroyed Xiyuan's magical artifacts.But today he was told that Mo Qianqiu had saved the bewitched Jian Zong Yanfu?

For a moment, I didn't know how to react.

Mo Qianqiu said loudly: "The most important thing now is that under Xiyuan, the demon capital has formed a large formation of soul refining with evil spirits, and the entire Chongluan Palace is a soul refining cauldron! You must leave Chongluan Palace immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!

Ling Nianwu immediately gathered the aura on his fingertips, tapped it between his eyebrows, and opened his eyes.

Before, the evil energy was still under ten thousand li, undetectable, but now the evil energy is ready to move, like a flame about to burn in the pill furnace!

"Not good - let's leave Chongluan Palace as soon as possible!"

As soon as Ling Nianwu said this, disciples from various factions rose up with their swords.

Kunwu lifted the bridle, but suddenly realized something: "Why don't you see Mr. Miaochen Yuan!"

Lu Xiaochan was still eating nuts, but was also stunned: "That's right, where did Lord Miao Chen go?"

Shu Wucha replied: "I fought against Miao Chen before."

When Lu Xiaochan heard this, it was serious, no matter how powerful Miaochen was, she was also Shu Wuxi's descendant.

"You...you didn't hurt her, did you?"

"My sword is not with me, so it won't be able to hurt her."

"That's weird... Where did she go?"

It is impossible for her not to hear such a loud movement of Yu Xie Zhong!

But in an instant, most people had withdrawn from the Chongluan Palace.

Ling Nianwu turned to Lu Xiaochan, looking at him with bright eyes.

Lu Xiaochan regained her memory, and seeing him again had mixed feelings.

"Leave quickly. You and Shu Wucha are determined not to stay here." Ling Nianwu said.

Lu Xiaochan naturally understood what he meant.

There is chaotic karmic fire in his alchemy, and Shu Wuxia's alchemy is related to Wuwu Jianhai. Among the two of them, no matter who is refined by the soul refining array, it will be a catastrophe for the common people.

"What about you?"

"I'm going to find Mr. Miaochen Yuan. I guess, the biggest target of this soul refining formation is her. Maybe she was trapped in the Chongluan Palace by some demon king, and I will help her escape."

"Miao Chen may not be here." Shu Wucha said.

"Whether you are present or not, you need to confirm."

Ling Nianwu stood up with his sword, Lu Xiaochan couldn't help calling him back.

"Nianwu! If you can't find Mr. Miaochen Yuan..."

"If I can't find her, I will naturally leave before the evil spirits devour the Chongluan Palace!"

Ling Nianwu went retrograde.

"Shu Wuxia! You must protect him this time!"

Lu Xiaochan exhaled, tugged at Shu Wuxia's sleeve: "Brother Wuxia, let's go!"

They had to leave this soul refining formation as soon as possible and save themselves, so that they could find a way to restrain this huge evil spirit!

Miaochen Yuanjun traveled through the Chongluan Palace with his sword, and was trapped by the void before, and strayed into the deepest part of the Chongluan Palace. Just when she was about to leave, she heard the cry of a baby.

She had to stop and carefully distinguish that the voice came from a side hall.

Miaochen Yuanjun rushed over quickly, and saw a female disciple leaning against the wall, with her eyes closed and her face lowered, she was already out of breath.

And in her arms was a baby who was waiting to be fed.

Miaochen Yuanjun came to her side and took the child from her arms.

The child cried heart-rendingly, teardrops were still hanging on the eyelashes, the moment he opened his eyes, Miaochen Yuanjun shook the baby out with spiritual energy.

It's a pity that the baby moved extremely fast, and the evil energy condensed in his hand, breaking through the protective aura of Lord Miaochen Yuan, and suddenly penetrated into her inner palace!

Miao Chen grabbed the baby, and the baby's eyes were full of evil, and he looked at her with a grin.

"Miaochen Yuanjun, you can't leave Chongluan Palace!"

Miaochen Yuanjun frowned, and immediately decided to break the devil baby's hand, but he didn't expect that the devil baby's whole body was fed with evil energy, even if the hand was broken, the evil energy would not stop.

"Your pill, I accept it." The devil baby giggled.

Miao Chen, who kept her head down, curled up her mouth and raised her eyes to look at him.

This smile is full of sarcasm and a frankness that doesn't care about life or death.

The devil baby's expression tightened, and he suddenly realized something: "You are not Miaochen Yuanjun!"

"Yeah, I'm not."

That flirtatious look is exactly Miao Chen's twin brother Lian Yue!

"Damn it! Lian Yue! How dare you pretend to be Miao Chen to lie to me!"

The devil baby was about to take back his hand when he suddenly felt a sword array whizzing out in front of Lianyue's inner mansion, and saw the phoenix bathing in fire, burning along the devil baby's hand with the scorching sun, rushing into the devil baby's body in vivo!

This is exactly the Nirvana Sword Formation formed by a sword intent left in Lian Yue's body by Miao Chen!

It was also this sword intent that made the magic baby fail to recognize Lian Yue for a while.

"Ah - ah - let me go! Bastard! Let me go! I'm going to blow you up!"

The magic baby roared sharply and crazily.

Lian Yue smiled, approached him, and looked straight into the devil baby's unfathomable evil eyes: "It is my honor to let the most evil body raised by the devil for chaos be wiped out with me."

The devil baby's neck was twisted into a distorted appearance, and it was burned to the point of being broken by the fire of Nirvana.

"It's you...it's you who used the void in the Chongluan Palace to prevent Li Che from falling into the Demon City!"

Lian Yue smiled but did not answer.

"It was you who asked Yangcang to take Ye Linshuang away...thus leading the real Miaochen Yuanjun out of Chongluan Palace! Then you, Li Daitao, froze!"

Lianyue still smiled, but he frowned, and cold sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead.

"Hahaha... Have you forgotten that your heart is still in the purgatory of the devil city! I changed my mind, I don't want you to die! I want you to be in pain every moment! Hahaha! Hahaha!"

"That's okay, anyway, you will be with me in pain."

At this moment, the evil spirit in the ground fissure had already wrapped up the Chongluan Palace, leaving the Yuxie Bell on the top of the Chongluan Palace that had not been corroded.

Collapsing and falling in all directions, as if being sucked into an endless abyss, huge cracks spread upward from the bottom of the Chongluan Palace.

There was darkness under him, and Lianyue was about to fall, only to hear Ling Nianwu's voice: "Lianyue Yuanjun!"

A spirit howling sword formation rushed forward, trying to cut Lian Yue and the magic baby apart.

The magic baby was severely injured, and the evil spirit was scattered everywhere.

Ling Nianwu reached out to grab Lianyue, but Lianyue shook her head.

"Master Ling, since you have recognized that I am not Miaochen, why do you want to save me?"

Ling Nianwu still kept chasing the fallen Lianyue: "I never listen to outsiders' judgment!"

"Then I can't let your muddy feet sink in." Lianyue's expression froze, and she counterattacked with the sword array, and sent Ling Nianwu upwards.

Ling Nianwu watched Lian Yue being overwhelmed by the strong evil spirit, and suddenly understood: "What's on him is..."

At this time, Lu Xiaochan was very worried, watching the Chongluan Palace gradually collapse.

"Why hasn't Ling Nianwu come out yet?"

Seeing that the Yuxie Bell was about to fall, many disciples under Xiyuan's sect and the heads of various sects supported it with spiritual energy, and moved it to the cliff of Xiyuan little by little.

And Chongluan Palace completely fell down at that moment.

In the darkness, a thick spiritual energy swept away the evil energy and rushed out. It was Ling Nianwu.

Lu Xiaochan let out a breath.

Kunwu hurried up to greet him: "Master Ling, have you seen Mr. Miaochen Yuan!"

"You don't need to look for it, Yuanjun Miaochen is not inside." Ling Nianwu looked at Shu Wuchi and said pointedly.