Let you test the disciple!Not cleaning the door!

A terrifying chill gushed out from the girl's dantian, directly freezing his consciousness.

At the critical moment, a rhyme of fire emerged from Li Mu's consciousness, offsetting most of the cold air.

However, Li Mu's consciousness was kicked out of the girl's body uncontrollably.

Wenren Qingya looked a little confused, as if she didn't know what her master was talking about.

"It's fine. If you feel any abnormality in your body, remember to tell me as soon as possible. You go out first, I want to rest for a while."

"Good master."

"I'm fine, how about you, do you feel that there is something wrong with your body?"

Li Mu waved his hands and said so, then looked at Wenren Qingya nervously.

"I... I'm fine."

Is it that unknown force that keeps the girl unable to break through the golden core?

What's so weird about this ancestral practice?

The secrets of his apprentice suddenly increased.

Although Wenren Qingya didn't understand, she nodded obediently and left the room.

Sitting there, Li Mu also looked a little dignified.

What exactly is that power in Wenren Qingya's body?

The north, danger, great evil... Could it be?

As Wenren Qingya walked, she looked back at the house with its doors and windows closed.

Sure enough, there are still big problems in my body, which make Master feel helpless.

Her physical characteristics that will gradually be forgotten by others, who exactly set up the trap on her?

Thinking of this, Li Mu couldn't help but look to the north.

The Land of Permafrost is located in the north of Dongsheng Prefecture, and across the plain of Permafrost is Beihuang Prefecture.

It seemed that there was a voice thinking in my heart, and it seemed that the girl herself was talking to herself.

The master is so outstanding and dazzling, and is respected and admired by countless people, not only the ten elders of the Yaori Xianzong, but now he is also the leader of the Wansheng Xianmeng, and he is a well-deserved No.1 of the younger generation.

The two senior sisters are also excellent, and they have made great progress on the road of cultivation. Even An Hongfu, who was once far inferior to him, has caught up head-on, and now he has become the pride of Xiao Qingfeng.

Thinking of this, the girl let out a sigh of self-pity.

Do you feel that your existence is redundant and not needed by others?

Forgotten, ignored, what is the value of your existence?

Hong Fu is so dazzling now, she is no longer the unknown little girl she used to be.

Only myself, nothing.

The strength is weak, dragging the entire Xiaoqingfeng back, the sense of existence is low, and it is not needed by others.

What kind of virtue and ability do I have to become the master's disciple.

Master definitely didn't want to accept him, but for the sake of Junior Sister Hongfu...

Hehe, what qualifications do I have to be An Hongfu's senior sister?

In the room, Li Mu, who was thinking hard, suddenly felt in a trance, as if he had forgotten something, and he seemed to have forgotten nothing.

"Hey, what am I so obsessed with thinking? Let me think about it, oh yes, it's about Bai Yun. Hey, what do I think about so much, the disciple's matter, the disciple can solve it by himself, I am the master It’s not omnipotent, and it’s impossible to help her in every aspect. They are all practicing seriously now, so that’s enough.”

Li Mu said so to himself, then shook his head with a smile, and started his daily practice again.

It would be fine if...it really didn't exist.

There won't be so many things, and no one will worry about themselves.

Accompanied by Wenren Qingya's self-pity and self-pity, an inexplicable force also spread along Xiaoqingfeng, and then enveloped the entire Yaori Immortal Sect.

The thunder damaged many parts of these statues, and even smashed the stone tablet next to the statues that recorded the origin of these statues.

Looking at the scorched statue from a distance of quite a distance from Ice Soul City, the expression on his face was also full of confusion.

This statue... Whose statue is it, why suddenly I don't have any impression.

At the same time, the number of thunderclaps gathered in the sky above the Ice Soul Dynasty, the Frozen Land, the forbidden land of death covered by ice and snow has also become more and more.

But after all, there is no one here, so not many people care about the continuous thunderstorms here.

However, Ice Soul City was rarely attacked by thunderstorms, and several statues built in the city were struck by lightning.

The most outrageous thing is that I actually forgot the name of this immortal.

Now the immortal sects in Dongsheng Prefecture have united and established the Wansheng Immortal League, and they must show enough respect to the immortals.

The fairy statue was destroyed, so it must not be left alone, it must be repaired as soon as possible.

But since it's built in Ice Soul City, it must be a very important statue, maybe it's the immortal who blesses Ice Soul City, anyway, let's pay respects, it's definitely right.

All of a sudden, the residents of Ice Soul City called the statue struck by lightning the Nameless Fairy.

Even Wenren Xiaoyong, who is the emperor, was puzzled. When did he invite a fairy back to his country?

But in the end, most people still accepted the name Wuming Fairy.

No one realized what happened, and they forgot the name Wenren Qingya within a day, completely forgotten.

At night, on Xiaoqing Peak, Li Mu was watching the sky at night with three disciples.

And I can't go to the Wansheng Xianmeng's residence to ask which fairy this fairy is, this kind of thing is too embarrassing.

So the emperor immediately ordered that the statues of these fairies be repaired in the shortest possible time.

As for who this female fairy is, there are different opinions for a while.

You see, they don't need you at all, do they?

In Wenren Qingya's ear, the voice continued, cruel and evil.

The girl lay quietly on the ground, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.No, it's not like this, there are still people who remember me, and there are still people who remember my existence.

They chatted and laughed about some trivial matters in the sect and cultivation, but no one realized it, it seemed that there was one person missing.

Because of Xiao Qingfeng, there are only three disciples.

Everyone thinks so and takes it for granted.

She wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

She could only lie on the ground helplessly, feeling her own existence disappear little by little, and even gradually, she couldn't even remember herself.

who I am?

The girl named Wenren Qingya disappeared on Xiaoqing Peak tonight.

1 Chapter Twenty

Nine days above, clouds and mist shrouded, and strong winds howled.

This wind is not an ordinary wind, but a world wind that blows into this world from the gap between the two worlds. The wind contains strange space power, and even monks in the Mahayana period can hardly survive under this violent wind.

Further up, there is an invisible barrier, which seals off the whole world and also blocks the road leading to the fairy world.

Only after going through the immortal calamity and under the protection of the guiding light, the monks from the lower realm can go to the fairyland through the violent world wind and the dangerous space gap.

And above the nine heavens, where the world wind howls and where there are no living beings, there is actually an inconspicuous floating island.

At the very center of the fragmentation, a pitch-black hole appeared, and then a gleaming golden figure walked out of it.

As the man walked out, the turbulent world wind blew in from the black hole behind him, and the entire nine heavens changed color in an instant.

The howling sound of the strong wind sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling, but the small floating island in the center of this terrible storm remained motionless.

The entire island is only [-] meters in size, and a simple and vicissitudes of life stone tablet is erected on it.

At this moment, the space around the floating island fluctuated violently, and then the never-ending world wind stopped for a moment.

Like the calm before the storm, with a terrifying power fluctuation, the space around the floating island shattered like a glazed mirror.

The stele was stained with an unknown bloodstain, and with the passage of endless years, the bloodstain was still bright and did not dry up.

The writing on the stele was covered in bloodstains, and the word Yuntian could barely be made out.

"Yuntian Realm? It's actually named after the sky. The lower realm here doesn't seem to be simple."

Also unaffected by his body shape was the golden figure standing in the air. He landed lightly on the floating island, and with a wave of his hand, the shattered space behind him was filled again and restored to its original state.

The wind immediately calmed down, and the entire Nine Heavens returned to its previous appearance.

The man lowered his head and looked at the ancient stone tablet in front of him.

"It has been immortal for thousands of years, and it is still full of spirituality. Which blood is left behind by the power?"

When the man said this, his expression became a little cloudy and uncertain. It seemed that there was a lot of weirdness in this world.

Under the fairyland, there are thousands of lower realms. These lower realms are closely attached to the real world, and are called small worlds by the people in the fairyland, and these small worlds are also important sources of talent for the fairyland.

The man in the golden armor said so, and then the divine light on his body gradually subsided, turning into a rough man in ordinary clothes.

He reached out and stroked the stele lightly, as if he wanted to touch the blood on the stele.

However, a severe burning pain came, and he quickly withdrew his palm under the pain.

The rough man's name is Lin Yangping, and he is a human immortal who has just ascended from the lower realm to the fairyland.

The stronger the immortal, the more difficult it is to come to the lower realm, and only a human immortal like him who has just become immortal can sneak into the lower realm at a small price.

In this lower realm, as long as he doesn't use Xianyuan, he won't be rejected by the heavens in this world.

This is also the origin of the Three Thousand Worlds.

Immortal Domain is an extremely vast world. Although it is called Immortal Domain, it does not mean that all the people living in it are immortals. There are also many mortals in Immortal Domain.

Many small worlds are directly controlled by some big forces in the fairyland. These big forces will spread their own skills in these small worlds, and use them as their own back gardens to train their successors.

The winner was the king and the bandit was defeated, Immortal Emperor Zixiao was defeated, and Immortal Emperor Yinyang became the new Lord of the Southern Territory.

However, Immortal Emperor Zixiao obviously did not die so easily. Her remnant soul is very likely to be reincarnated somewhere in the lower realm, accumulating strength, and waiting for the day when she makes a comeback.

Although it was a sneak attack, Immortal Emperor Yin Yang paid a huge price, and he is still seriously injured.

Not long ago, he was secretly summoned by the new Lord of the Southern Territory, Immortal Emperor Yin Yang, and assigned a top secret mission.

That is to go to the lower realms to find the remnant soul of the former Lord of the Southern Territory, Immortal Emperor Zixiao.

100 years ago, it was no secret in the entire Immortal Realm that Immortal Emperor Yinyang attacked Immortal Emperor Zixiao by surprise.

Although he defeated Immortal Emperor Zixiao and became famous in the entire Immortal Territory for a while, the Immortal Territory is divided into five regions in the southeast, northwest, and middle, and the Immortal Emperors of the other four regions will not give him a good look.

Moreover, many lower realms are the back gardens of some powerful forces, and these forces will naturally not tolerate others entering and leaving at will.

"This lower realm does not belong to a certain faction, but why is the blood of the suspected immortal emperor stained on the boundary marker?"

Obviously, Immortal Emperor Yin Yang couldn't completely rest assured if he didn't cut the weeds and eradicate the roots for a day.

So he secretly dispatched ten immortals to the lower realms to search for the trace of Immortal Emperor Zixiao.

In order to protect the lower realm, there is a rule in the Immortal Realm, that is, immortals are not allowed to enter the lower realm casually. Even Immortal Emperor Yin Yang, who is already the Lord of the Southern Territory, cannot blatantly violate this rule.

Some small worlds may be related to some great catastrophes in ancient times. These small worlds are the fragments left after the destruction of certain large worlds.

In such a small world, everything is possible, maybe there will be some surprises that can easily turn human beings into ashes.

"You can't be so lucky, can you?"

Lin Yangping talked to himself like this, but he was a little scared.

After all, there are always a few very special small worlds in the three thousand worlds.

Theoretically speaking, in these small worlds of the lower realms, there will be no immortal-level powers, but there will always be some accidents.

And the place he chose was none other than Bingpo City, the capital of the Bingpo Dynasty.

After falling into the city, Lin Yangping immediately searched for powerful cultivators in the city, and then he discovered the residence of Wansheng Xianmeng.

"Well, Wansheng Xianmeng? Such an arrogant name. There are monks in the Jindan stage stationed in the mortal world. The strength of this organization should be very strong, and the news should be relatively well-informed."

Lin Yangping muttered like this, although he was afraid in his heart, but thinking of the consequences of not being able to complete the task of Immortal Emperor Yin Yang, these worries were quickly thrown to the back of his mind.