"Have you seen my father?" Xue Mengyao asked anxiously.

"Who is your father?"

"My father Xue Jikang is the contemporary head of the Xue family. He has the mid-stage Jindan cultivation." Xue Mengyao said.

"He has fallen." Wang Yahui said.

"What did you say?"

Wang Yahui didn't explain, she turned around and exposed her snow-white back.

This person is dressed like this!?

Xue Mengyao was about to hear the words, but a pressure from the Golden Pill stage made her breathless.

Xue Mengyao couldn't believe that the woman in front of her, who was dressed in an indecent manner, turned out to be a real person from the Jindan stage.

The pressure of the Jindan stage had just weakened, and Xue Mengyao quickly stood up and followed the woman in the palace dress.

The woman in the palace dress turned into a ray of escape light and flew towards the remains of another cloud boat.

In another cloud boat wreckage.

A male body lay among the wreckage.

A big hole was broken in his chest.

There was once a golden elixir there, which was gathered by this man's cultivation during his lifetime.

When Wang Yahui rode the demon king Zhu Zishan and drove away the golden magic sword, she found that the man had died and there was a sword wound on the forehead and eyebrows.

It was obviously pierced into the body by the magic weapon flying sword, shattering the soul.

The man's fatal injury was on his forehead, but a big hole broke in his chest at this time.

Just now, Wang Yahui witnessed Zhukov taking out this man's golden elixir and swallowing it alive.

Zhukov's teeth chew on the golden elixir like eating sugar beans.

Wang Yahui once heard that the human race's golden elixir can actually be used to refine pills, but the method of refining pills has long been lost, or has been destroyed by humans.

Using the golden elixir of the human race's golden elixir monk as the material for alchemy, I'm afraid only the demon race can make it.

No!

The demon clan does not need to refine alchemy at all, they only need to eat it alive, just like Zhukov did.

This man has the physique of a demon race, and it is impossible for the human race to achieve that level no matter what.

When I think of this.

Wang Yahui felt her body boiling and hot again.

"father!"

Xue Mengyao pounced on her father's body and cried loudly.

"What's your name?" The voice of a strange man rang behind him.

Xue Mengyao turned around in panic.

"My name is Xue Mengyao." Xue Mengyao said truthfully.

"This is your father's storage bag." Zhu Zishan handed Xue Jikang's storage bag to Xue Mengyao. He had seen all the things inside, but there was nothing good.

"Senior!" Xue Mengyao knelt down immediately.

"My Xue family has a relative in the Nascent Soul stage in Tianjian Mountain. Zhuoyun Zhenjun is my father's great-grandfather. I hope my seniors will take me up the mountain to meet Zhuoyun Zhenjun." Xue Mengyao begged.

"Oh... Someone actually dared to attack the relatives of the Nascent Soul monk?" Zhu Zishan showed surprise.

"Senior... you are also a real person in Jindan. You should know that the Nascent Soul monks have been in their long years. They may love their children and grandchildren very much, but once they exceed four generations, they don't even want to know their surnames or names. After all, the descendants are endless, but what the practitioners seek is immortality and freedom." Xue Mengyao explained.

"That's how Zhenjun Zhuoyun may not know you." Zhu Zishan said after pondering for a moment.

"For the Nascent Soul monks, family affection has been stopped for four generations. I am already the fifth generation of the Xue family. My ancestor of the Xue family naturally does not know him, but Zhuo Yun Zhenjun knows his father. As long as I tell my father that he died of a bad life, Zhuo Yun Zhenjun will not be indifferent." Xue Mengyao said.

"Can't you fly up the mountain by yourself?" Zhu Zishan asked back.

"Seniors don't know that on the sea of ​​clouds on the top of Tianjian Mountain, the wind on the top of the mountain is fierce. If I go up the mountain alone, I may not even be able to get close to the formation barrier." Xue Mengyao said.

"Oh...Miss Xue, how much do you understand Jiandao?" Zhu Zishan's eyes flashed and asked an irrelevant question.

"It's just ordinary." Xue Mengyao said modestly.

"Take a sword towards me." Zhu Zishan said.

Xue Mengyao knew that this was the swordsmanship that her senior wanted to teach her, so she stood up honestly and hugged Zhu Zishan.

"Occured."

After Xue Mengyao finished speaking, her spirit and spirit were united.

The flying sword left his body, the body and sword merged into one, transforming into a dazzling stream of light, slashing towards Zhu Zishan.

Xue Mengyao felt unprecedentedly good.

My father once said that the sword cultivator must fight by hand and blade and feel the crisis on the front line of life and death.

Although it is safe to attack the sword from a distance, it is difficult to truly understand the sword and increase your cultivation.

This time, the cloud boat crashed, Xue Mengyao fell from a height of thousands of feet high, and she was lucky enough to save her life. After waking up from her coma, her understanding of swordsmanship was completely different.

clang!

After a crisp sound.

Xue Mengyao and Fei Jian separated.

Zhu Zishan was naturally unharmed.

"It's not bad, you can form a golden elixir." Zhu Zishan commented very pertinently.

"What kind of elixir? I have just practiced the late stage of the God-Late Fasting Realm and haven't even reached the false elixir realm. How could I form a golden elixir?" Xue Mengyao asked in surprise.

"It's really easy to improve your cultivation. If you don't believe me, ask her." Zhu Zishan pointed at Wang Yahui and said.

"Brother Zhu, I do have the ability to help others quickly form a golden elixir." Wang Yahui admitted.

"That's all." Xue Mengyao shook her head and refused Zhu Zishan's kindness to help him form a golden elixir.

"Why?" Zhu Zishan asked.

Because you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal!

Xue Mengyao didn't believe that there was a good thing about the pie falling from the sky.

"Thank you, Brother Zhu, for your kindness. Mengyao just died of her father, and she is really not in the mood to improve her cultivation." Xue Mengyao said with her fists.

"You really don't want it?" Zhu Zishan asked again.

"No!" Xue Mengyao looked firm.

"Oh...if you don't want it, just forget it." Zhu Zishan came to Wang Huiya, patted her naked back, and the two of them left together.

"Senior, where are you going?" Xue Mengyao asked loudly.

"It's in the ice cave below, I won't go far." Zhu Zishan replied.

Xue Mengyao frowned. This pair of seniors was really weird.

Xue Mengyao didn't care about the two of them, but searched on the ice field. He quickly found a magic weapon flying sword.

Lingkong Sword.

This is a magic weapon flying sword that has lost its spirituality. It is the magic weapon flying sword of Xue Mengyao's father Xue Jikang.

Due to some special reason, this flying sword can still be used for Xue Mengyao, of course, the premise is that she must advance to the Golden Pill.

After finding this flying sword, Xue Mengyao began to dig a grave for her father on the ice field...

...

Underground ice cave.

White mist evaporates.

With the operation of the concentric seal, Wang Yahui's cultivation speed has increased rapidly...

I don't know how long it took...

"Why didn't you attack that little girl?" Wang Yahui whispered in Zhu Zishan's ear.

"She didn't attack me, why did I attack her?" Zhu Zishan Disheng replied.

"Well... I'm asking all this because I'm responsible."

"That's right! I have always revenged all grudges and complaints. You will suffer all your gains today." Zhu Zishan said while exerting force.

When Zhu Zishan and Wang Yahui left the ice cave and came to the ice field.

There is already an extra tombstone on the ice field.

The head of the Xue family in Lingyuanzhou, Xue Jikang, was buried here on the tombstone.

At this time, Xue Mengyao held a flying sword in her hand.

This sword is simple and unpretentious, without any spiritual light. It seems to be the natal flying sword of the deceased Xue Jikang.
Chapter completed!