"Huangzhu Gate..." Jiang Nan said secretly, then his figure shook and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Uncle Jiang..." Weng Liang held the book in his hand, his eyes widened. It was the first time he had seen a person disappear suddenly in front of his eyes after he had known Jiang Nan for so long: "It's so amazing, why is Uncle Jiang like the legendary immortal?"

Just then, He Jingrui wore a fur coat and walked out of the house: "Where are you ginger?"

"I don't know." Weng Liang shook his head and held the book in his hand in front of He Jingrui: "After Uncle Jiang read this, he suddenly disappeared."

He Jingrui took the book anxiously, her delicate eyebrows frowned deeply, and she stared at the words on the book. Her mood became extremely heavy, and there seemed to be crystal tears flashing in her eyes. Now, she is just a mortal body, and her life span is not enough. She knows that Jiang Nan goes to find Huangzhumen, but she has nothing to do with it.

"Weng Liang, do you want to fly to the sky or escape?" He Jingrui touched Weng Liang's head and said word by word: "Do you want to?"

He Jingrui vaguely remembers that when he first climbed to Liuyun Fairy Sect, an inner deacon asked her, "He Jingrui, do you want to fly to the sky or escape?" At that time, she promised without hesitation. Many years have passed, and the deacon who was questioning back then has long died, and she has also been cruising on the road of cultivation.

"Flying in the sky and hiding the earth." Weng Liang looked at He Jingrui in surprise: "Sister Jingrui, you mean... I can fly in the sky and hiding the earth, just like the legendary immortal, flying in the sky and hiding the earth."

"Do you want to, or not?" He Jingrui's expression suddenly became serious. When she was wandering in the cultivation world, she was shaken by the decision that year. If she had not joined Liuyun Fairy Sect at the beginning, she might have been with her to grow old quietly in Xuanzhou City.

She had doubts about the path of cultivation, so she agreed with Jiang Nan's approach and knew that Weng Liang had the potential to practice, but she did not intend to let him enter the world of cultivation.

"I want." Weng Liang held his hands excitedly, tightened his nerves, and his eyes revealed a firm light: "I want."

"You don't regret it."

"No regrets." Weng Liang's tone became more firm. His expression didn't look like a seven or eight-year-old child at this moment.

"Remember today's words." He Jingrui's eyes also became firmer: "Cultivation is a path of no return, and once you step on it, you will not be able to look back."

"I don't regret it, and I won't look back." I don't know whether it was influenced by the artistic conception of the book or his potential for cultivation, his mind seemed to have a certain state of a cultivator: "Every path is chosen by oneself. Since I have chosen it, I will not regret it, and I will not retreat cowardly."

"Don't regret, don't retreat..." A picture flashed through He Jingrui's mind, and his mood that had been unpredictable for several years once again rippled: "Maybe he was right, I can't give up. Since I have embarked on a journey, I shouldn't have left a trace of regret."

"Sister gives you something, you must collect it well." He Jingrui took out a jade slip and put it in Weng Liang's palm: "Please hold it up, and when you understand the words on the scroll, you will be able to see through the contents on the jade slip."

"Well, thank you, Sister Jingrui." Weng Liang put the jade slips and the scrolls together, and ran home braved the wind and snow all over the sky. From this day on, he would break free from the mortals and embark on the road of cultivation. After many years, a stunning and stunning cultivator in the Kaiyuan Realm will emerge from the sky. His name is Weng Liang.

"Ziqing, let's go." How could He Jingrui feel relieved Jiang Nan? Although she had not experienced the "Huangzhumen" incident, after she became the elder of Liuyun Immortal Sect, she learned about the Huangzhumen incident from many past classics.

In Liuyun Immortal Sect, many practitioners have witnessed the Huangzhu Gate incident, and some practitioners have even been involved in the Huangzhu Gate. Zhanggui Tong is one of them. Most of the practitioners who have taken the Huangzhu Gate elixir disappeared from the Kaiyuan Realm with the Huangzhu Gate. Zhanggui Tong has used various secret techniques to barely recover his mind and save his life, but his body has become a child.

...

The west of the city is extremely deserted under the night sky, and the raging cold wind swept through the white snowflakes flying all over the sky. On the lonely stalls, there were simple tarpaulins, and the tarpaulins were filled with snowflakes, which could collapse at any time.

A one-armed young man stood quietly in the snow, allowing the cold wind to rage, covered by blizzards. Opposite the one-armed young man, stood a thin middle-aged man, whose eyes shone like a blade, exuding a powerful aura.

"You are a member of Huangzhu Sect."

"Haha... That's right." The thin middle-aged man did not care about his identity: "I guess you saw the book I left for the little kid of the Weng family. What do you think is wrong with my move?"

"I will not comment on this matter," Jiang Nan ignored anything else at this time, staring at the thin middle-aged man: "There are elixirs for prolonging life in Huangzhumen."

"Length-extending pill." The thin middle-aged man sneered: "There is Huangzhumen, but I don't."

"Where is Huangzhumen now?"

"Haha...Where is Huangzhumen now?" the middle-aged man sneered: "You ask me, I want to ask you."

"What do you mean?"

"The Huangzhu Gate has long been destroyed two hundred years ago. I'm afraid I am the only one who survives in the Kaiyuan Realm."

"Hmph..." Jiang Nan snorted coldly: "You are not the only one."

"Why, do you think the Huangzhu Gate has not been destroyed, you just rest in a hidden place and wait for a comeback."

"I don't know whether the Huangzhu Gate was destroyed, but you have seen more than one of the Huangzhu Gate members."

"What." The thin middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he unconsciously took a few steps back: "You have seen Huangzhu Sect's disciples, where are you?"

"Do you have pills to prolong your life?" Jiang Nan did not answer, just trying to determine whether the middle-aged man had pills to prolong his life. He Jingrui had little life left, and the soul-resurrecting pill had not been successfully refined, so he could only throw his hope on Huangzhu Gate.

Huangzhumen was famous for its pills back then. If Huangzhumen could not refine the longevity pill, he would probably not have the possibility of refining the so-called soul-resurrender pill successfully.

"The life span is determined in heaven, and practicing prolonging life is a matter of heaven. If you want to win the life span through pills, you can think of it." The middle-aged man sneered coldly: "To tell you the truth, even the Huangzhumen of that year could not refine the life span."

"What's this?" Jiang Nan waved his arm, and a jade slip flew away and landed in front of the middle-aged man: "This jade slip should be left by Huangzhumen."

The middle-aged man swept his spiritual sense over the jade slip, and his face changed slightly: "Where did you get this jade slip?"

"I just want a pill to prolong my life." Jiang Nan repeated again, hoping that the middle-aged man would answer him with a 'yes'.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "No."

"Goodbye." Jiang Nan looked a little disappointed, and pinched the magic trick in his hand and took the jade slip back.

"Let's go." The thin middle-aged man stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Nan: "Although there is no pill to prolong life, I have a way to kill the heavens, but..."

"Just something."

"It's just that the fate of the heavens is deadly and dangerous. The chance of success is less than 10%. Besides, you and I don't know each other, so why should I help you?"

Jiang Nan looked at the middle-aged man silently and tried to keep his heart calm. The two of them had never known each other, so there was no reason to help him.

"The method of destiny against the heavens, hum..." Jiang Nan sneered: "The life of the world is determined, but you said that you don't have the pills to prolong your life, and you also said that there is a method of destiny against the heavens."

"Haha...you want to provoke me, boy, you're too young." The middle-aged man laughed and then walked to the distance: "Give you three days. If you have something that can impress me, I will give you a chance to prolong your life."

In the vast wind and snow, Ziqing carried He Jingrui and came quickly towards the Xicheng. When they appeared in the Xicheng, the thin middle-aged man had long disappeared. Only Jiang Nan stood quietly, allowing the wind and snow to cover him layer by layer.

"There can be something that impresses him." Jiang Nan has never done anything to ask for help since entering the cultivation world. In the cold wind and heavy snow, he fell into deep thought. How can he impress the cultivator of the Heaven Realm, and how can he make him willingly take his life against the will of Jingrui?

He Jingrui and Ziqing stood not far away, quietly looking at Jiang Nan, without coming forward to disturb him, but just quietly looking at Xixia City at night, countless lanterns were hung in front of the mansion door, and in front of many mansions, lanterns made by Jiang Nan and He Jingrui were hung.

In two years, they made hundreds of lanterns that were different, and each lantern represented a meaning. In two years, hundreds of lanterns and hundreds of meanings were bright in each gate and residence in Xixia City.

The Emperor Xia Yan of the Western Xia Kingdom, once again woke up from his sleep in two years. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately put on his robe and walked towards the courtyard of the deep path. When he came to the hut, he knelt down and bowed deeply for a few times, he could not see any movement in the thatched hut.

Xia Yan's expression changed slightly, and he said in his heart: "Is it just a dream? It's not that the ancestor called me."

Just as he was speaking, anger rose from the bottom of his heart, his sharp eyes shot into the distance, and he shouted angrily: "Who asked you to follow me?"

Behind the bamboo forest, a beautiful woman, wrapped in a thick sable coat, walked out tremblingly and said weakly: "I am worried when I see Your Majesty come here late at night..."

"Go back." Xia Yan shouted angrily again, without any pity in his eyes: "Go back."

"Your Majesty..." The woman wanted to say something else, but before she could say it, a phantom suddenly appeared from the bamboo forest. With a buzz..., the woman fainted immediately.

"Damn, damn, damn..." A cultivator with fairy spirit and swearing out of the bamboo forest, stared at the fainting woman, cursed coldly, then looked up at Xia Yan, with a sense of confusion in his eyes.
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