Wu Daozi!

Ning Yi's heart was shocked.

Since the two separated in the Qingshan Mansion tomb in Yingtian Mansion, he has never heard of "Wu Daozi". The monk had indeed spent a lot of effort to resurrect Nie Hongling of Zishan in order to search for the art of resurrection. With his humble reputation and status, everyone has tried his best.

"This young man once knelt in Zishan for ten days and ten nights, just want to come in and see Nie Hongling's stele." Chu Xiao said calmly: "I don't like him. His qualifications are too poor, his cultivation is too low, and he has nothing on his body. He only has a useless method of finding dragons and pointing acupoints, and he also has the infamy all over the world. If I slapped him to death, many holy mountains of the Great Sui Dynasty would send gifts to Zishan. If it weren't for seeing him crying and having such a pitiful ability, he would have knelt in front of Zishan Gate for a year and his mind was withered, I would never have any soft heart."

Ning Yi looked at the girl in red when she said this sentence, thinking to herself that this senior seemed to be a knife-like and slandered... If she really insisted on not paying attention to it and blocking her voice, ten days were just a blink of an eye. If she had just knelt for a year, what was it?

Ning Yi sighed silently in his heart. The infamous fire thief wanted to travel to the tombs of the holy mountain all over the world, and to find the legendary resurrection technique for the late woman he secretly admired.

It sounds ridiculous and nonsense.

"He asked me many questions and promised me that he would do his best to wake Nie Hongling up." Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, "He has been to Zishan many times and has also brought many methods... But this time, it's different."

"no the same?"

Ning Yi concentrates his mind.

Chu Xiao said calmly: "I feel there is such a glimmer of hope."

"There are many reasons why people die, which are roughly divided into two categories: natural death and the death caused by the outside world." The girl in red said: "If someone cuts her head with a sword, even if the Daluo Jinxian comes, she will not be able to save you."

Ning Yi nodded.

"My apprentice Nie Hongling, Yu Tiandu Xueye was besieged." When Chu Xiao said this, she suppressed a vague anger and said slowly: "From the situation at that time, if Xu Zang came, the possibility of being able to rescue him was very small... So, she chose to autistic meridians and locked all the Qi Ji acupoints."

"This is a kind of suicide." Ning Yi looked at the girl in red and murmured: "Since your reputation, Nie Hongling's body was not damaged at all?"

"I couldn't get out of the mountain at that time." Chu Xiao took a deep breath and said, "When I realized that something was wrong, the matter was over. Her body was sent to Zishan. I closed the coffin with my secret technique, so this was a complete corpse."

"The meridians were cut off and there was no anger. Her whole body was full of death." The Lord of Zishan Mountain said slowly: "I have tried many methods to constantly remove her death energy and try to make her live again, but I can't do it. The death energy is endless. In the rules of heaven and earth, this is the dead person."

"A wisp of Nie Hongling's life soul was preserved in a corner of her cloak of her life, and was placed in a coffin for life and storage. The way of life and death, if the anger is less than the death energy, then the practitioner will inevitably go to death... But her life soul is too weak, only a small thread is left, so she must wash away the death energy to give her a glimmer of hope for survival." Chu Xiao looked at Ning Yi and said, "This is like the realm of Nirvana in life and death. If she dies at the time of breakthrough, then she is really dead. No matter how outsiders do it, it will be useless."

Xu Zang never mentioned to Ning Yi what happened to Tiandu Xueye.

He never told Ning Yi that Nie Hongling died because of this...

Ning Yi asked softly: "What is the solution the monk found?"

"He wants to...clean all the dead energy and wake Nie Hongling up." Chu Xiao looked at Ning Yi and said calmly: "He said he found a treasure and tried to wash away the dead energy in the coffin. It is indeed effective. Unfortunately, I checked some heat and needed other things to assist me."

"Where is he now?"

Chu Xiao smiled and said, "I have left the Great Sui Dynasty... and have gone to the world of the demon clan."

"I told you this not to make you happy, but to tell you that there are only two words of death, but it has to be divided into many situations. If conditions permit... Then maybe someone who died can really open his eyes again?"

The girl in red waved her hand after saying this.

The soundproof clouds and mist everywhere are broken.

Ning Yi stared at Chu Xiao and turned away. Yun Qi separated the two of them. He chewed the words that the Lord of Zishan Mountain said to him, feeling a little sad and confused. What kind of answer is this?

Ning Yi took a deep breath.

He bowed seriously and said loudly: "Thank you for your advice, senior."

In the clouds and mist of the mountain road, the girl holding a red umbrella had already walked away, and her voice came.

"If you come to die,... crush the jade pendant!"

Ning Yi scratched his head, and the death breath came, crushing the jade pendant? The death breath... refers to the death breath in his divine pool? What is the jade pendant? When he raised his head, he could no longer see Chu Xiao's figure. The senior holding a big red umbrella gradually walked up to the top of Changling.

What are you going to do?

Ning Yi rubbed his cheeks, his mind was complicated, and the fog in Changling became tight and seemed to be about to close the mountain.

“It’s time to leave…”

Ning Yi breathed out a sigh of relief. This trip was worthwhile. As for what was happening on the mountain, it had nothing to do with him.

Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask, don’t think about what you shouldn’t think about.

......

......

The girl in red, holding a big red oil paper umbrella, walked through the gravel mountain road in Changling, walked through the mottled bluestone slabs, and walked through the grass leaves and stone tablets filled with the smell of new rain.

Wherever you pass.

The stone chips bounced up, the mud and water gradually exploded, the grass leaves swayed and rose from the ground, and cracks were laid around the stone tablet.

Chu Xiao moved forward slowly, and the color of the oil-paper umbrella on her shoulders gradually became scarlet. The bright red transformation tended to thicken blood. Her lips became brighter and more dazzling as they were upturned.

Slowly turning from red to purple.

Great popularity.

The skirt was blown up by the strong air, Chu Xiao's expression was indifferent, the smile at the corner of his lips was a slight slight, and the slit at the corner of the skirt revealed two pieces of calves that were as pink as lotus, and suddenly stood still.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Miss Chu is still so...a bad temper."

A faint sigh came from the mountain in Changling.

The shadow of the lay Buddhist Lushan gradually emerged from the fog. A woman with a veiled hat followed him. Even if she walked out, she subconsciously used some magical methods of Lingshan to cover up the two of them, revealing only a rough outline.

He looked at the purple air flying in the sky like a ray of rays, and said softly: "The road of life and death is amazing. The first mountain master of Zishan, who was able to come up with such a stunning method, think that he has touched the threshold of the immortal."

"Immortal?" Chu Xiao smiled and asked jokingly: "Why don't you guess more boldly?"

The man in white robe looked slightly narrow. Seeing that Chu Xiao was not joking, he shook his head and said gently: "I dare not lie. If there are really immortals in this world, why not come out to see him?"

Chu Xiao sneered, not saying anything, she was not interested in the lay Buddhist Lushan and the figure of the woman who looked vague.

The Lord of Zishan Mountain said loudly: "Where is the mountain guard? Come out!"

He stomped his feet slightly, and Changling trembled slightly.

The black mist swayed, and a robe gathered in the distance.

Chu Xiao's eyes were cold and he slowly turned to the direction of the black robe.

Xu Qingyan, who was standing next to the lay Buddhist Lushan, sensed a murderous aura. She looked at the lay Buddhist in confusion, and the meaning in her eyes was obvious.

"Is this a fight?"

The guardian did not speak, and the lay Buddhist Lushan hurriedly said, "It's all old monsters that have been hundreds of years old, why do you need to kill me?"

The Lord of Zishan Mountain said indifferently: "My disciple was trapped in the sky, right at the foot of your Changling Mountain, why didn't you take action to save your life?"

The guardian was indifferent.

"The mountain guard." Chu Xiao looked at the thick fog in the black robe and said calmly: "You and I know the truth. Although you are the Star Lord, I have not taken any advantage when I fight you here. So, don't say I bully you."

The black robe fluttered in the wind, and the guardian still had no intention of speaking.

"Hey hey hey..." Mr. Wushan said with a smile: "Can you not fight?"

Chu Xiao ignored this man in white robe.

The guardian said calmly: "Move and stillness."

Chu Xiao sneered and said, "Everyone can use his means."

The woman holding an umbrella suddenly put the umbrella away and inserted it into the ground with the tip of the umbrella. The stone tablet behind her suddenly bloomed on the already simple cracks. The divine clouds of purple mountain swept across the top of the mountain, and various figures, whether burly or thin, penetrated the stone tablet and emerged, with sword energy fighting bulls and sword waterfalls scattered.

Mr. Wushan looked at the scene and his pupils contracted for a moment, making him unbelievable.

This place is Changling. The death energy in the Changling monument was actually used by the Master of Zishan Mountain so wonderfully. He couldn't help but murmur: "How wonderful, so wonderful..."

On the top of Changling Mountain, there is silence.

The guardian took a step forward. As this step fell, countless monuments and stones also made "explosion" sounds behind him. A powerful Nirvana power that once left behind in the place was like thousands of troops.

The man in white robe wanted to speak something, but was stuffed back by the overbearing words of the Lord of Zishan Mountain and could only pull Xu Qingyan back.

The sound of bone bursting out from the top of the mountain was flooded with fog.

Chu Xiao's voice echoed in Xu Qingyan's ears.
Chapter completed!