Chapter 355

"Tong'er, hurry to send me away from wanjianzong. Five hundred points belong to you!"

Feeling the pressure of friar Yuanying, Su Qinghuan wanted to leave directly, but when he vaguely felt that there were at least two friars Yuanying, Su Qinghuan's face changed.

"What a coincidence. I feel like it's the original owner's parents."

There are only three Yuanying friars in wanjianzong. Except for Xinghe Zhenjun and Fu Jue fairy, there are only the leader of wanjianzong.

Now, it's impossible for a couple to come together. In the past 20 years, Wan Jianzong suddenly had a genius who suddenly promoted to Yuanying.

"Host, do you want to transmit or not?"

"A thousand points, you set me here first. Don't let them find out. When I see the original owner's parents, you will send me away."

"As for you? Anyway, you haven't seen those two people from the memory of the original owner."

"Seeing is better than hearing. What's more, I want to know the mental state of the original owner's parents."

From the description of system 233, the parents of the original owner immediately vomited blood after knowing that their daughter's whereabouts were unknown and the soul lamp went out, and the realm almost fell to the later stage of the golden elixir.

If we were not strong and stable, coupled with years of steady cultivation, I'm afraid our Taoist heart would have been damaged.

But even so, Xinghe Zhenjun and Furu fairy are hopeless to be promoted in this life.

After all, not everyone can turn grief and anger into strength because of the inexplicable disappearance and death of her beloved daughter.

Of course, the most important point is, who makes Xinghe Zhenjun and Furu fairy just like the original owner are the cannon fodder in master iceberg's little heart?

And it's the kind of stepping stone specially written for men and women.

How sad.

……

One second after paying 1000 points to the system 233, Su Qinghuan instantly picked up the frost foil and invisibly hid in such a big sword tomb.

"Ah Fu, we clearly felt the smell of outsiders outside the sword tomb. How did we get to the sword tomb, but there was no more."

"I also detected it before, but I can't feel it now, but the breath of the outsider is very peaceful and upright, not like demon cultivation."

In an instant, the figure of two white practitioners appeared in Su Qinghuan's eyes.

The woman has a beautiful appearance, a jade flute is across the slender jade finger, and the male Xiu is also a sword eyebrow and star eye. A pair of long and narrow Phoenix eyes have a brilliant connotation, and she is almost a pair of beautiful people who can be painted with the female Xiu around her.

Although both fairy Fu and Xinghe Zhenjun are over a thousand years old, their faces are fixed at the time of building the foundation.

Therefore, both of them look like they are only twenty-five or six years old. They are very young and beautiful, almost the best appearance in their life.

……

Perhaps it was the original owner's mind. For a moment, Su Qinghuan almost couldn't help blurting out her father and mother. She clenched her palm tightly and felt some sadness in her heart.

——After all, she is not the original owner, and the original owner and his parents really never see each other again.

The frost flower sword in Su Qinghuan's hand turned into a silver clad teenager in the blink of an eye.

The beautiful sword spirit who could not distinguish between male and female raised his eyelids jokingly at Su Qinghuan and said silently.

——I can't believe you have some skills.

As a spiritual yuan Ling without entity, Jianling can't guarantee that he won't be found by friar Yuan Ying when he wakes up.

Su Qinghuan is just a little nun at the end of the pill period. She can peep under the eyes of the two Yuan Ying masters. It's amazing.

Originally, the silver armour sword spirit was very suspicious that Su Qinghuan's words that he could survive the robbery and fly up were arrogant lies, but now he saw her skill and admired her more sincerely.

Su Qinghuan gave the silver armor sword spirit a warning look and silently warned the sword spirit with the spirit.

——Give me some peace.

……

That pair of Yuan Ying friars may feel something. Qi Dynasty looks at Su Qinghuan.

I just didn't see anything.

Only to see the desolate sword tomb, countless magic weapons issued a rustling sound.

The cool wind outside the sword tomb roared past, reflecting the infinite loneliness of the world.

……

This sword tomb is originally the forbidden area of wanjianzong. Even our inner disciples can't get in without the permission of the leader.

They have guessed whether there are foreign enemies to invade, or simply demon repair, but if demon repair, it is impossible to have such a faint sense of peace.

"Ah Fu, look, Shuanghua is gone!"

Xiujunxiu's Phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a bit of danger.

"Since Qinghuan died, Shuanghua has sealed the sword. It can't be opened easily without immortal means. Who is taking such a big risk to steal the sword from the sword tomb?"

The lotus fairy also contracted her pupils in an instant.

Although my daughter has been dead for 20 years, she is always very worried about Su Qinghuan.

Some pain can't be erased in a lifetime.

After all, fairy Fu is a woman. Even now she has stepped into the supreme fairyland, there is still a trace of hope in her heart.

"Maybe... Huan'er is still alive?"

"Impossible!"

Xinghe Zhenjun denied it.

"If Qinghuan wants to come back, why don't you go directly to the wanjianzong to find our biological parents? What's more, with Qinghuan's ability, a cultivation in the period of pill ending can't escape our eyes."

"Xinghe..."

The fairy's eyes were filled with grief.

"Why are you so determined? Maybe our daughter still has a glimmer of life. The emperor of the Taiqing Dynasty, Mr. Wuchen, can enter the middle stage of Yuanying in just 20 years. Our daughter has no less talent than him. Why can't we form Yuanying?"

“……”

Xinghe Zhenjun knows that there is always a trace of delusion in his wife's heart, but

He hugged his wife with one hand. The original strong voice finally weakened and turned into a sigh.

"Ah Fu, you should know that Qinghuan's soul lamp has gone out."

For practitioners, the meaning of the soul light off is more terrible than finding the body.

Just when Xinghe Zhenjun and Furu fairy were in pain, a trail boy stumbled outside the sword tomb.

"Two martial uncles, something serious has happened! Elder martial sister Qinghuan, her soul lamp... Her soul lamp..."

"What's the matter?"

Xinghe Zhenjun's heart is cold.

"Elder martial sister Qinghuan's soul lamp is burning again!"

"What? -"

A crisp bang.

The jade flute in the fairy Fu's hand fell to the ground.

……

Soon, the news spread. It was a major event that had never happened in canglan since the creation of the century.

Not only wan Jianzong, but also Taiqing Zong and various sects have heard the news.

When Jun Wuchen knew it, he sniffed at it.

"Even for practitioners, how can they come back from the dead after the soul lamp is off? I'm afraid the two Yuanying friars of wanjianzong are old and confused. What's wrong?"