The figure of an immortal named Nandi pushed into the sky gate. Hong Xixiang wanted to stop the other party, but there were more important things to do now.

Seeing that the Vermilion Bird was about to land on the cliff, Wudang Master's uncle shouted loudly, and a smoke came out of his sleeve, landing before the sky fire. However, the smoke looked like a drop in the bucket, which could only block its landing speed and could not defeat it. Hong Xixiang was anxious and was about to use her body to block it, but a figure was faster than him.

The bloody clothes moved gracefully in the wind and fire. As she approached the Vermilion Bird, her clothes were not burned. Instead, the blood stains on them were washed by the sky fire. A white warrior shirt was still dazzling in the fire.

"Six-Pearl Bodhisattva, no!" Hong Xixiang shouted loudly, getting up and going to face the sky fire.

Unexpectedly, he was swung a Buddha's beam by Guanyin in white, and his feet were so close to Wang Xianzhi that he could not escape for a moment.

Guanyin in white shook her head in the sky fire and said, "No need for Master Hong. With your current eyesight, you should have already seen that I have put all my luck on him."

"My master said that if I encounter opportunities in my life and hold on to them, it is not a problem to become a Buddha in the human world or a Buddha in heaven. If I don't meet them, I will only be difficult to get out of the Great Vajra realm in this life. Now it seems that he is really my opportunity, but I would rather say it is fate."

Vermilion Bird wrapped Guanyin in white, but the white clothes were still not burned, but gradually faded as the beauty was in the fire.

Hong Xixiang looked at the woman in the fire in a daze and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

"Why? Master Hong should be the clearest." Guanyin in white looked at Ye Qi, smiled at first, and said in a lonely tone: "He is now locked in the sea of ​​consciousness by two immortal souls. It's not a problem for him, but it's a pity that I can't hear me. Master Hong, please tell me on his behalf, he is my fate, it's true."

Among the Vermillion Bird, the white clothes retreated. With the sound of a phoenix that resounded throughout the world, there was no fire on Tianmen Mountain again.

...

Wang Xiaoping found his master from the ashes, carried his master on his back, and Hong Xixiang grabbed the relics that were surrounded by Ye Qi and refused to fall and handed them to Wang Xiaoping.

The mountains are quiet, and the world has become silent because of the arrival of the immortal who is extremely prominent just now.

Wang Xiaoping walked in front of the mountain and looked at the sky, his eyes as if they were occupied by blood. One day, he should kill all the immortals in the sky.

Hong Xixiang walked beside him and said in a deep voice: "It should be a day of ending."

"The word "love" is bitter, and the most bitter is just white clothes."

...

...

If something big happens in the world, it should be a few things that happened in Beimang. Prince Liang, Da Huangting, got the opportunity and tied with the Qi Jian Yuefu Jianqi. However, this prince's dandy is too famous and almost no one believes that the reason why it is a big thing is that the people in the world want to have fun.

The second thing was a bit amazing. Deng Tai'a fought with Guanzi Cao after becoming a saint, and he won, and since then he entered the realm of Sword Immortal.

There is another thing, or many things that shocked everyone who heard it. Ye Jianxian went north and first killed the Lord of the Mountain, Wuhe Mountain, Wuhe and Gengluozi Hong Jingyan, and later killed the God of the Beimang Army Tuoba Bodhisattva in the Daode Sect. The Empress Beimang was furious and 200,000 cavalry came out to kill people, but was rescued by Wudang's leader and Jianniang Wang Xiaoping for death. If it weren't for Xu Longxiang, the second son of the King of Beiliang, led the 50,000 Dragon Elephant Army to reinforce, maybe the three of them would have to explain to Beimang.

People in the martial arts world love to listen to things in the martial arts world. Regarding Ye Jianxian, the focus of people is on the death of the second-ranking Buddha Bodhisattva in the martial arts world. Ye Jianxian killed him but died. Wouldn't he say that he is as terrifying as the old monster Wang?

Zhao Yousong ignored these rumors. After crying in front of his sleeping master for an hour, he practiced swords like crazy. He practiced swords to protect his mother and became famous in the world. However, because his master was so powerful, he had no telling anyone that even when his master got old, he would use his sword to protect his master.

Cucumbers and cabbage have not been roaring and screaming on the mountain recently. Every day, they stay in the bamboo house where Ye Qi is. Except for Xu Zhiniang and Zhao Yousong, at most Wang Xiaoping. Those who come to visit Ye Qi on Wudang Mountain will be turned away by them, and even Hong Xixiang cannot do it.

In the eyes of the two young Kui, the person lying on the bed was the same as his old mother.

In front of the quiet pool, Hong Xixiang looked at Tanshui in a daze. Finally, he was so upset that he said, "I owe him too much."

Xu Zhihu put his hand on his shoulder and said, "He is the great benefactor between you and me, and he is also for Wudang and Beiliang."

"When I gave my senior brother, the senior brother said that Wudang was completely trusting him. I was curious to ask why. The senior brother said that he had never missed anyone in his life because he saw the fate of fellow Taoist Ye and Wudang, and he could have a fate on one side? I, Hong Xixiang, didn't believe it very much, but after seeing the death of the Six Pearl Bodhisattva, I suddenly realized that when you look at someone a few more times, it was actually fate. Fellow Ye had just looked at Wudang a few times."

Xu Zhihu nodded seriously and said with a smile: "You have said that the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva who has become a Buddha in heaven said that the souls of the two immortals are not a problem for Mr. Ye."

Hong Xixiang gently held Xu Zhihu's soft horn, smiled softly, and said, "How could a person like Fellow Daoist Ye not wake up? I'm worried too much."

Wang Xiaoping flew over the sword, carrying a bulging package on his back, all of which were the rare treasures he had traveled all over the country in two months to find a way to cure the sea of ​​consciousness. He glanced at the two beside the pond and walked quickly towards the bamboo house. At this time, two young kids came from the bamboo house. The three outside the pond looked at each other and then smiled.

"Senior Brother Xiao Wang, this medicine is in vain. Oh, it hurts so much..." Hong Xixiang teased, but unexpectedly, the woman in red next to her pulled her ear and screamed in pain again.

"The head of Wudang must look like a head of the sect."

Wang Xiaoping shook his head and smiled, put the package in his hand on the stone table, and waited quietly outside the door for the master to come out.

...

Ye Qi pressed the two young Kui who were licking and rubbing in his arms, but the two little ones were reluctant to give in, so he had to carry them to the ground and glared at them again. The two little ones then became quiet.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light in the room was bright and a crystal clear relics flew in front of him.

Ye Qi looked at the relics, as if he saw a white dress standing in the fire. He finally smiled, smiling very lonely.

"So this kind of plot will also fall on me, Ye Qi. But don't worry, you and I will still have a fate."
Chapter completed!