Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

There is a courtyard outside the mountain, the gate is simple and vigorous.

There was thick smoke billowing from the depths of the courtyard, someone covered his face with one hand, pushed the door out, and the cattail leaf fan in his hand was still sparkling.

After walking out of the thick smoke, he could see the man's face clearly, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, even though his body was covered with dust, he was handsome without any loss.

It was Qingfeng, the cultivator who enjoyed the opera at Kuhaiya a few days ago.

Now he is gray and dusty, and the blue shirt on his body has several holes burned by the flames, it is very miserable.

After rushing out of the refining room, he fell to the ground before taking a few steps, and the cattail fan in his hand flew several meters away.

After hearing another indistinct scream in the room, the sadness on his face became more intense, and he cried helplessly, "Master! Save Mingyue, she uses blood to refine medicine." , was infected by fire poison, I am afraid that I will die!"

"Master, save her, save her..."

"Cough! Cough! Cough——, master, master..."

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The red sun is in the sky, so go back a little.

I don't know anything in the mountains.

In a medicinal garden of rare and rare herbs, there was an old man with white hair, walking slowly with the support of an extremely handsome young man.

The medicine garden is not too big, about half an acre, but the things planted are full of elixir.

Spiritual ginseng is everywhere, all with a hazy luster. Each spiritual ginseng has at least five young leaves, and its lifespan exceeds half a thousand years.

In addition to spiritual ginseng, there are many precious elixir
Ankle-length purple grass, some grass ends, with blue flowers hanging, very fragrant.

The orchids that should have bloomed in the empty mountains are scattered on the ridges of the fields, filled with white light, and even have life essence turned into colorful butterflies, flying above the stamens.

"Fool, I've told you the word temperance countless times. Now that your kidney qi is deficient, have you ever regretted it?"

Pharmacist Jiang Daolin's cultivation level is not high, but in the field of refining medicine, he can definitely rank among the top three among all pharmacists in Qingya blessed land.

It's a pity that it's hard for a doctor to heal himself. Even if he is a person with a high level of cultivation, if he doesn't become a fairy, he will die after all.

Jiang Daolin, who was dying a long time ago, now half of his body has stepped into the loess. His body is hunched, but he is still full of energy. He still tries to stand up straight and examines the cynical elder's son Han Feiren in front of him.

In the cloudy eyes, there were three points of sternness, two points of reproach, and five points of kindness.

"Oh, Grandpa Jiang, why don't you get me some more jelly beans. You went to Zhongzhou Shenchao Lian for more than ten years. I thought about it very much!" Smiling, you can see that he is in a happy mood.

"Why, how old are you, and you still want to eat jelly beans?"

"Oh, with you, I will always be a child..."

Immediately afterwards, the smile on Han Feiren's face stopped, bent down, and whispered in Jiang Daolin's ear: "Grandpa Jiang, the power of Qingya blessed land has changed rapidly over the years, and the elders have bet on Xianmiao one after another, just to Those fairy seedlings can be as bright as possible in the Southern Wilderness Proving Ground half a year later, so as to draw the line of Yuhua Shenchao... Even my grandfather, the dignified elder, even the source is willing to give it to Jia Si... Originally, I planned to completely degenerate, but since you are here, I can't wait to die, so please help me to break through the bridge of God as soon as possible, or even the other side, so that I can have some say, Not to be replaced..."

Jiang Daolin looked at Han Feiren quietly with gentle eyes, neither agreeing nor refusing.

After a long time, Jiang Daolin said with a hoarse voice and a smile: "You boy, are you really clumsy or fake?"

Han Feiren rubbed the jade flute hanging from his waist with his right hand, looked directly at Jiang Daolin's sharp eyes, and said calmly, "I have everything. It is Feiren's greatest luck to meet you. Please help me."

"Hahaha, I heard Qingfeng and Mingyue mention before that you enjoy the fragrance as much as you like, and you have no taboos. Then what do you do with the woman you favored? It's hard to get back, I can help you, but the price is too high. As for Nan Xiao, that little girl is indeed extremely beautiful, and you have a good eye. As long as she grows up, I believe that she will be famous in Yuhua Shen Dynasty soon."

In Jiang Daolin's muddy eyes, a gleam flashed, and he asked in a cold voice: "Are you willing?"

"It's all for fun, it's just a temporary pastime! You just let it go, Feiren has no complaints."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Jiang Daolin laughed heartily, then swung his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward first.

Along the way, flowers are in full bloom, colorful butterflies are flying, and bees are flying.

A few fat ants are holding up half of their bloody fingers, crawling out from under the root of the elixir, their antennae are shaking slightly, as if they are looking for the direction.

Just as Jiang Daolin was slowly telling Han Feiren about his experiences in Yuhua Shenchao, when he heard the call from the foot of the mountain, his face changed drastically, and he immediately drove away with Shenhong.

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In the dark room, she didn't know the sun and the moon, and Nan Xiao lay in the muddy water, letting the severe cold add to her body, and the sea was covered with black ice.

The life essence equivalent to three hundred bottles of Baicaoye is extremely majestic. Even Nan Xiaozao has been nourishing Qi and accumulating pulses for nearly nine years, but he still can't take it now.

Still at the waning moon on the top of the dark room, the icy syrup continued to fall at a slow speed, and whenever the body was about to disintegrate, the icy cold became colder.

Many people once warned Nan Xiao that once she entered the realm of Fate Spring, she would definitely die.

But at this moment, Nan Xiao concentrated and held her breath, and decided to take the initiative to step into this life-and-death game.

After Qingyue left behind the icy "moonlight", Nan Xiao looked at herself, and saw that the layer of blue light gradually became more intense on the dark and silent water surface.

The life essence contained in each piece of dragon scale is like a farmer's hoe, bit by bit reclaiming the wasteland on the edge of the sea of ​​bitterness.

The sky is far away, the sea water is deep, looking far and wide, it is mighty.

As the sea of ​​bitterness continues to expand, under the suppression of the blue light, the surging waves are getting farther and farther away from the wheel of life above.

The occasional splashes of water were also dispelled by the ensuing life energy.

The sea of ​​bitterness is getting bigger and bigger, and the wheel of life is hanging higher and higher.

Just when the wheel of life was about to break through the sea of ​​wheels, Nan Xiao reversed the Taoism's profound method and forced it to the very edge.

At the same time, the sea of ​​bitterness was forcibly cut open by Nan Xiao with brute force, and the blue light on the water surface turned into black ice in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist scriptures return to righteousness.

The glitz of the blue light gradually deepens, and the ice becomes heavier as it enters the sea.

There was still ice slurry dripping from the hollow above the head, and the chill continued to increase.

The wheel of life flew away from the sky, and the blue sea covered the sea.

Nan Xiao broke through the waves with brute force again, the Dao Jing was reversed again, and the cold air enveloped everything.

The sea of ​​bitterness freezes again.

After so many repetitions, even if Nan Xiao was not overwhelmed by the vitality of life, she would probably be killed.

Fortunately, the South School had already made preparations. Hundreds of pills for strengthening the foundation and nourishing energy and nourishing qi and stopping bleeding had already been placed in the stone jar, so the turbid water became even more turbid.

Three-drug.

But Nan Xiao has no other choice, but to save her life and earn a future.

After protecting your life first, let's slowly eliminate the toxins in your body.

The Taoist scriptures are positive and negative, fantasy, the sea of ​​wheels is overturned, and there is no distinction between up and down.

I don't know how long it took.

Because of repeated tumbling, the sea of ​​bitterness was frozen deep, and it was silent.

The wheel of life is full of cracks, but finally settled in mid-air.

The short-term balance is for the subsequent breakthrough to ensure that the standing is not damaged at all.

The life essence, which was always difficult to completely refine, poured into Nanxiao's Lunhai secret territory again and again.

Every time a little spring gushes out from the wheel of life, it will be frozen into crystals by the bone-piercing winter.

There is no transpiration of clouds and clouds, and there is no bubbling spring of life.

The sea of ​​bitterness is vast, and the wheel of life hangs high.

It's freezing cold, and the road is not far away.