"The disciple of Zishan only accepts one of them in each generation."

"My disciple Nie Hongling died ten years ago in Tiandu Blood Night." When she said these words, the girl in red could not see any joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. She said softly: "Before Xu Zang died, he came to Zishan to see her tombstone."

Chu Xiao leaned slightly backwards and leaned against the stone wall. Talismans scattered around the gaps in her sleeves and robe.

"Xu Zang has visited Zishan countless times and asked about Nie Hongling's life and death. It was not until the last moment that he confirmed the news of his death with his own eyes that he let go of that obsession."

"Life and death have destiny, and Taoism is impermanent. Although I, Zishan, have been studying the forbidden art of life and death for generations, there is no way to revive the dead." The girl in red said with a expressionless face: "Nie Hongling is my favorite disciple. When she was sent to Zishan, she only had a corner of her clothes and her soul was destroyed. Even if it was me, she could do nothing."

When she said this, her fingertips gently rubbed the evergreen green leaves, and the pot of green leaves swayed, as if she had seen a familiar owner.

"This is the 'long-lasting green' of Zishan." Chu Xiao sat upright, looked at Pei Fan, and said with a smile: "You should know that there is a saying in the world that the former immortals are sleeping in Zishan Mountain. These green leaves are sleeping with the immortals. If the immortals in the deepest part of Zishan wake up one day, the green leaves in the mountains will turn into purple leaves. This pot of green leaves were picked out from Zishan Mountain and given to Xu Zang. Xu Zang was carried with him closely, and regarded as treasures, which can delay the dead energy and extend his life. With the divine nature of Zishan day and night, it already has wisdom. If there are some opportunities, it may be able to embark on the road of cultivation as a demon."

Pei Fan's heart trembled slightly.

She pursed her lips, "Are there really an immortal at the end of Purple Mountain?"

Chu Xiao smiled and said, "If you wish to enter my Zishan Mountain, you will naturally know."

"Senior and Mr. Lu Sheng have an old age?" Pei Fan looked at the girl in red in front of him. Seeing this young look, the girl took it out and put it on the streets of Tiandu for spectators to guess. Some of them were six or seven years old, and their bodies were as pink as lotus, and they could pinch water. Lu Sheng, the real mountain master of Shushan, was a legendary figure five hundred years ago.

The gaze that Chu Xiao showed when he just rubbed the talisman with his fingertips contained a lot of meaning...

"I look..." the girl in red said lightly: "Very young?"

Not only young... The girl complained in her heart that if Chu Xiao was five hundred years old, she would have been one of the best old monsters in the Sui Dynasty and could have such a terrifying appearance. Who would believe it if she said it?

She thought about it again that the Nirvana realms in the Sui Dynasty were only a handful of great abilities. It was not difficult to maintain a good face. It was just a bag.

"I am now... able to walk in the Tiandu Imperial City in a dignified manner, and don't worry about being seen by the person named Li, because this is just a girl's body, which has always stopped at the age of six and a half." Chu Xiao leaned against the stone wall, and she said lazily: "Don't worry, although I am not a bad person, I am not a bad person, but I am not bad enough to practice the practice of young infants like the ghost cultivator in the southern border. When this body was 'attacked' by me, it was already a corpse, with five elements and versatile aspects. The exile famine in the Great Sui Dynasty occurred from time to time. This was especially true without the protection of the Holy Mountain. In recent years, it has become more and more chaotic, and the world is not peaceful, and there are dead and dying people everywhere."

Pei Fan stared at the girl in red in front of him.

"Why? Don't believe it? I feel that the world of heaven and earth is prosperous, so the Sui Dynasty has nothing to do with the famine and wars of refugees?" Chu Xiao smiled and said, "Even in the core area covered by Shu Mountain, bandits often robbed, let alone the land and people abandoned by the holy mountain? Do you know that the cultivation world of the Sui Dynasty ushered in a prosperous era, but its foundation was broken."

Pei Fan silently recalled his experiences and Ning Yi outside Xiling, burning, killing, looting, forcing and robbing, licking blood from the knife, and burying the blood with heavy snow. After a night, it was brand new as yesterday.

Too much dirty things in the Great Sui Dynasty were buried in the soil of the vast territory, under the bright and shiny surface, which seemed to be still firm but was actually rotten and hollow.

Chu Xiao was right.

If it weren't for Mr. Zhou You, Ning Yi and herself could not even enter the Great Sui territory. Why is that? Too many wanderers would pour into the four realms, and the Xiling Mountains were even more turbulent than the realm... She recalled the past when she entered the pass, she sat on the back of a bird and looked down. The magnificent and magnificent Great Wall of the West. There were dense lines under the city - the people who had to travel long distances to survive because of famine were like ants, looking down from the high altitude, unable to see them at a glance.

"Pei Yatou." The girl in red stood up slowly and said lightly: "The matter of Zishan... you can think about one or two things, I can't do anything about life and death, but flesh and white bones are no problem."

This sentence has a profound meaning.

There was a "swoosh".

A shadow was gently thrown.

Pei Fan calmed down. She took the jade pendant, and it was wrapped in the warmth, with a hint of refreshing breath. There was a gentle flow of water in the white jade jade bi, flowing in the closed way.

"No need to rush to answer me. You can think about the things in this jade perch. If you need it, you can try to crush it. You and I have made a good relationship. As for Zishan, you can take one step and see one step."

Chu Xiao stood up, and the pot of evergreen in her palm retreated back and fell slightly on the wall of the yard. A piece of paper talisman shot out quickly, stretching and relaxing, hovering at the four corners of the yard. The fluorescence was weak, and the sound finally disappeared.

With a "pan" sound, the bright red oil-paper umbrella was stretched open by her.

"senior."

Pei Fan looked at Chu Xiao and said word by word: "Why is it me?"

The face under the umbrella cannot be seen clearly.

"Zhao Rui has a prophecy that the Great Sui Dynasty will be lit by a man surnamed Xu." Chu Xiao's voice was as ethereal as a crossing of clouds and mist, "Because the Great Sui Dynasty is too dark, this ball of fire is needed to illuminate the light of the world, but I saw some tiny sparks in your body."

"I really didn't expect it." Pei Wan smiled and said, "Senior, who is actually carrying a great wish and hopes that all living beings will look up and see the light?"

"No."

Chu Xiao shook her head.

"A spark can start a prairie fire, and after it starts, there will be no more than a dead end."
Chapter completed!