At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

The Lingxu sound transmission method in the storage ring twitched, and the throbbing in his heart was hidden by him.

He has two sound transmission disks, one is external, and the other only has the spirit machine of the crane spirit on it.

He left one alone, because he was afraid that when He Ling came to him, he would ignore him because of retreat.

If there is only a sound transmission disc left alone, as long as there is a movement of spiritual consciousness and energy, then it will be known to be her.

It's just that he hasn't touched the sound transmission plate for many years, so he doesn't know what to talk about and where to start.

He lightly raised his finger, this divine consciousness and aura belonged to the Feng Family.

Feng Jinyu looked at the light curtain and said blankly, "Why are you so anxious?"

"My lord, Miss Nangong...!"

"What's wrong?!"

Feng Jinyu's eyes were fixed, her speech was a little hasty, and her voice raised a little unconsciously, "Speak slowly, but something happened to the garbage recycling plant?!"

"My lord, Wugou Xianling and the Garbage Recycling Plant have issued obituaries...Miss Nangong and others fell during their overseas battle..."

A mournful voice came through the air, the Feng family spoke in a low voice, and said cautiously, in fact, the Feng family knew that the young master had never chosen a Taoist partner in these years, it seemed that he was waiting for someone.

When Feng Jinyu heard this, her pupils constricted suddenly, her face turned pale as paper, and the photo stone in her hand fell to the ground with a "slap".

He repeated in a daze: "He Ling, has it fallen?" It seemed that even his own voice was unfamiliar.

The Feng family slowly cupped their hands at the other end: "Young Master asked us to pay attention to the news of Miss He Ling's return these years, but... this is the news from Master Ji Yan, and the tombstones are already located in Wugou Xianling on Lichen Island. "

"I know.. I know." Feng Jinyu nodded lightly, her eyes dull, she just murmured that she knew it, and she didn't even notice that the voice on the other end disappeared.

Between the sea and the sky, dark clouds rolled, the waves were rough, and the cold wind was bitter, as if echoing his inner turmoil.

However, Feng Jinyu sat there quietly, motionless, with no emotions on his face, full of trance and confusion, from noon to evening.

His heart was ashamed, and he stared at the night sky with a blank expression. He didn't get up until a shooting star passed by, and he came to the edge of the cliff.

The waves hit the cliff, stirring up thousands of snowflakes, Feng Jinyu looked into the distance, his face looked extremely pale in the night, as if the life of the whole world had left him at this moment.

He was even whispering in despair: "How could you go to such a dangerous place as an extraterritorial battlefield...Didn't Big Brother just take you to experience the world..."

This voice became weaker and weaker, and was slowly swallowed by the boundless night.

Three days later, a lonely figure wandered out of the island, but he was still holding a cluster of three-color fairy peach blossoms in his hand.

For hundreds of years, they moved to these islands, one is for cultivation, and the other is that these islands are places where some exotic flowers and plants grow.

Because she said that she likes flowers very much, maybe one day, she will appear again and happily take the flowers he picked for her again...

Lichen Island, Wugou Xianling, the sky is clear and cloudless.

This place is no longer as lively as it used to be. Because Song Heng was too professional in arranging the tomb that time, he took advantage of the "fallen east wind" of the factory owner to earn a lot of spiritual stones, and went to some small families and sects to arrange the tomb.

There are quite a few people who come to invite him in person every day, and his name can be regarded as a name.

I heard that Song Heng's business has been scheduled for two years, and Gu Lisheng is accompanying him as a guardian. He divides the account every day, and weep every day...

Now they are no longer seen in Wugou Xianling. It is said that they are going to accumulate spirit stones to go to Xuanwei Heavenly Capital and then to the Wild Heavenly Territory.

There are many fairy tombs there, and I plan to find some treasures for the tombs of the factory owner's family, especially Brother Gou, who liked the prostitution of fairy tombs the most during his lifetime, so naturally he has to help him fulfill his last wish.

But today, Wugou Xianling is much more lively.

In front of the tombs of the old man who has survived the world and Ximen Hei Niu, the two women stood for a long time.

But they don't know each other, one is named Yuxuan, the other is named Qionghua Shuiyu, accompanied by Mo Fuyang with dull pupils.

The news of the fall of the Ximen Black Bull came from the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Array, shaking the Xuanwei Heavenly Territory. Chen Xun and others were unknown, without even a name.

"Butler Mo."

Yuxuan's words were cold, with disbelief still in her eyes, "Chen Xun just died like this?! After staying in the fairy prison for a thousand years, he didn't die, but he was killed by evil spirits from outside the territory?! He is such a waste?!"

"My lord!" Mo Fuyang's honest face flashed with anger, and he scolded, "There must be something strange about the demise of the senior, but the old man has passed away, so please don't lie in front of the tomb!"

"Heh." Yuxuan snorted coldly, no matter how you look at the tombstone, it's not pleasing to the eye, "I will use the power of Yaotai Immortal Palace and Immortal Kingdom Ling's family to investigate this matter. My disciple regarded him as a close friend and died like this It’s not clear, it’s too much of a joke.”

"Thank you, my lord!" Mo Fuyang's eyes lit up, and he bowed solemnly, "Senior, if you know me, I will definitely thank you!"

Yuxuan frowned slightly, and didn't pay attention to Mo Fuyang, but stared at these tombstones, old man, black cow, crane spirit, poodle...why not their real names? !

"You slick boy, are you really dead?"

Yuxuan thought inwardly, with an unidentifiable sharpness in her eyes, "If you don't wait until you go to Yaotai Immortal Palace, before the deity sits down, I will definitely wipe out your tomb!"

She glanced at Mo Fuyang, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared, and went back to the wild world, Yaotai Immortal Palace, and begged to see her master!

When Yuxuan left, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Qionghua Shuiyu stood dignifiedly in front of the four tombstones, with respect for the deceased in his eyes.

She had already heard about the downfall of Ximen Hei Niu in Xuanweitian, and when she found out about this place, she stopped by to have a look.

"Miss Qionghua." Mo Fuyang cupped his hands, extremely decadent, he sighed softly, "Thank you for coming to see the seniors."

"Don't housekeeper, my condolences."

Qionghua Shuiyu also returned the gift immediately, her face matured a lot, "I had a double-sided relationship with Senior Chen Xun and Ximen Niuniu, but I didn't expect to see Yin and Yang separated now."

Mo Fuyang nodded slightly, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. The owner of the factory has passed away, so he naturally wants to guard the foundation. He loves money the most, and Xiantu only likes this.

Wugou Xianling was purchased with 50 billion middle-grade spirit stones, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise the owner of the factory, Quanxia, ​​will know that he will die and live in peace...

"Butler Mo."

"Miss Qionghua, please tell me."

"I don't know who arranged this large tomb? I am a descendant of the Nine Dragons Taoism, and I am proficient in this way."

"Oh? Miss Qionghua, is there something wrong with these large tombs?!"

Mo Fuyang was startled, and asked, clasping his hands. He had never heard of the Nine Dragons Taoism, but he must not be sloppy at this time. He knew that Song Heng was a little out of tune.

"Butler Mo..." Qionghua Shuiyu looked solemn and serious, "There are some problems with these tombs. They don't seem to be the tombs of the dead. The gate of death is broken, luck is pressed, eighteen stars are moved, and seven are left, and three are missing in the sky. , Breaking the cause and effect of heaven and earth..."

Qionghua Shuiyu continued talking on her own, the more she said, the more frightened she became, the prototype of the ancient fairy tomb!The legendary living dead, the means of reversing the fate of the tomb!

Mo Fuyang was dumbfounded and shocked, Daoist is so professional? !

"Butler Mo."

"...here!" Mo Fuyang was taken aback, but hadn't recovered yet.

"Can there be their bodies inside?"

"The factory owner has fallen outside the domain, and there are no bones left..."

"No body, what?!"

Qionghua Shuiyu exclaimed, her pupils were stained with fear, and she even took a few steps back, "Butler Mo, don't say anything about this tomb for now, I'll go back to the ancestral land once."

"Okay, okay..." Mo Fuyang was a little confused, but he didn't understand anything.

Qionghua Shuiyu's heart was shocked, and she secretly took a deep breath, she was not good at learning, let alone dared to directly explore the tomb.

There are too many taboos in Kowloon Taoism, and some things cannot be touched.

But these methods in this tomb may be a bit deceptive. The real function of such weird methods seems to be positioning!

She had read the ancient books of Taoism, and several ancestors had followed a foreigner to learn art, and came back to create the Nine Dragons Taoist inheritance, but there is no record of who that foreigner is.

But there is a sentence in it, I only know a little about the way of tomb luck... the first teacher is the real tomb luck fairy!

Qionghua Shuiyu paid homage to the tombstone, then left with a heavy heart, and the guardians outside Wugou Xianling also left.

After half a day.

A man with black pupils turned into gray pupils came slowly. He just held a bunch of flowers in his hand and placed them in front of Nangong Heling's tombstone.

"He Ling, I didn't expect to meet like this..."

The man was Feng Jinyu. He was neither sad nor happy, and said indifferently, "This time I came to say goodbye to you. I will leave the sea and keep getting stronger, strong enough to avenge your family..."

After he finished speaking, he took out all kinds of exotic flowers and spread them all over the entire cemetery, wishing that the sea of ​​flowers would sleep with her forever. When she died, his heart also died, and that young man with a free and easy temperament also died.

He died in front of this tomb covered in a sea of ​​flowers. Since then, Feng Jinyu has left and never returned. No one knows where he went.

……

On a super island.

Ji Yan was sitting in a place drinking tea alone, surrounded by mountains and rivers. There was a stone table next to him, on which were messy chess pieces scattered on the chessboard in a haphazard manner.

Qian Shan stood aside with deep eyes, unable to tell what he was thinking. After Tian Li went to the battlefield outside the territory, he followed Ji Yan.

He finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and said in a deep voice, "Jiyan, Lord Dushi..."

"Dead, even the Heavenly Formation Dao Palace can't find out, and we have no ability."

Ji Yan said lightly, his black hair messily scattered behind his back, "Don't pay attention to this matter any more, Dushi's death may be more anxious than us."

Qian Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a deep look at Ji Yan: "What are you thinking?"

"Now that there is a war outside the Immortal Kingdom, monks of all races are in short supply of war weapons, and the Nether Ocean Abyss can finally come in handy."

"Ok?"

"Now we have a large number of high-grade spirit stones, and we have hired more than a hundred Mahayana venerables from all over the world. You should practice hard first, and the high-grade spirit stones will pave the way for you."

With a friendly smile, Ji Yan took a sip of hot tea, "First swallow the cultivation industry of all parties in the Nanyu mainland, and use the magic weapon of war to mix it into the court of the Tianyun Immortal Kingdom. Naturally, the battlefield outside the territory must not be missed."

"...You?!" Qian Shan's heart was shocked.

"Garbage recycling in the world of cultivating immortals is really too violent. More and more forces are boarding the ship. It is time for the Chi family to be destroyed. This is the revenge of the past, so naturally we have to avenge it."

"Jiyan, what step have you thought of?" Qian Shan took a deep breath.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Yan's mouth, and he stood up slowly, looking at the vast world with his deep and far-sighted eyes:

"Naturally, it is to enter the Great World of Taiyi, a place where the giants of the Great World of Immortal Cultivation must fight for power, the Wild Heavenly Territory. Only there can we truly stand at the pinnacle of the immortal way of the Great World of Taiyi and look down upon the vast world."