Chapter 1217 Return
In the preaching place, the news of Su Zimo's appearance quickly spread throughout the world of self-cultivation.
In the depths of a bamboo forest in the mountains, there is a simple log cabin.
"It's a pity that my brother Su, in order to create martial arts and change his life for the world, is so tired that his lifespan is exhausted!"
At the door of the wooden house, a man with a stern look leaned there, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "I don't know if this is worth it."
From the wooden house, a woman in a white shirt came out, holding a bowl of steaming soup and handing it to the man.
The man took it naturally.
The woman in the white shirt sat beside the man, looked at the man's face, looked pity, and said with some blame: "And he said, don't you?"
"What's wrong with me?"
the man asked in surprise.
The woman in the white shirt said, "You gave me that Rank Nine Resurrection Pill, but your own Primordial Spirit scars have not healed up to now..."
After a short pause, the woman in white pursed her lips and asked, "Is it worth it?"
"Ha ha!"
The man laughed, raised his head and drank the soup in the bowl, and said, "Of course it's worth it. Over the years, someone has been taking care of me, and the sect has not returned!"
"you……"
The white-shirted woman's face turned red, her expression shy and angry, and she slapped the man on the shoulder neither lightly nor heavy.
But immediately, the woman in the white shirt looked sad, and sighed softly, saying, "The Yuanshen's injury is the most difficult to heal, and I don't know if there is any solution to it."
"It's better if you can't find it."
The man muttered.
"nonsense!"
The white-shirted woman frowned and said, "The Yuanshen's injury cannot be healed, your cultivation will be difficult to improve, and your combat power will be greatly reduced, how can you do this!"
"My Yuanshen's wound is healed, you should go back."
The man asked casually.
The woman in the white shirt smiled, and a soft color flashed across her eyes.
Unexpectedly, the man was worried about this.
She snuggled gently beside the man and murmured: "Don't worry, the so-called Xianmen, the people there, have completely chilled me, and I will never go back."
Bailian Gate.
Jihuo Dani stood at the door of the main hall, listening to the news from the disciples, and was silent for a long time.
"Master, my condolences."
Chixingdao Jundao said: "Uncle Master left the martial arts inheritance, even if he died, it is considered a good death, and there is no regret."
Extreme Fire is silent.
Even though he had seen life and death, he still felt a burst of grief in his heart when he heard the news that Su Zimo's Shouyuan was about to end.
Dragon Tiger Pavilion.
"what!"
The Sect Master of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion stood up abruptly, his mind was agitated, his eyes were bright, he stared at the disciple below, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure that Huangwu only has fifty years of life left?"
"Exactly!"
The Dragon Tiger Pavilion cultivator nodded and said, "It's not just me. Outside the Three Tribulations Domain, many cultivators have found out, and it's definitely not wrong!"
"So, Huang Wu's life is not long?"
The Sect Master of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion slowly sat back, and his expression was still somewhat suspicious.
Since more than ten years ago, after the six-body fit great power was wiped out, the word Huangwu has always made him tremble with fear, and he can't sleep well!
He was afraid that one day, Huang Wu would suddenly step into the realm of the law and kill him!
Over the years, he has even dreamed of such a scene!
According to the Supreme Elder of the sect, if Huangwu steps into the realm of the law, I am afraid that no one in the sect can resist!
But now, after only a dozen years, the news of the end of the Wild Martial Shouyuan suddenly came, and the Sect Master of Longhu Pavilion couldn't believe it.
This enemy, who made him restless and frightened, is already dying?
"metropolitan?"
The cultivator below pondered for a while and asked, "Could it be that this desolate martial artist knows some tricks to confuse us?"
"It's not necessary."
The Sect Master of Longhu Pavilion shook his head in denial.
After a short pause, the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Pavilion said again: "However, Huang Wu is not dead after all, he still has fifty years of life left! This means that he still has the opportunity to step into the realm of the law!"
"If he steps into the realm of the law, his lifespan will soar to 10,000 years, and he will be alive!"
"This is impossible."
Next to the Sect Master of Longhu Pavilion, a sect elder shook his head and said, "Don't say that he only has fifty years of lifespan left. Even if he has five hundred years of lifespan left, it will be difficult for him to break through the great realm."
"Having said that, I'm still worried."
The Sect Master of Longhu Pavilion squinted his eyes and said in a condensed voice: "After all, he is a barren martial artist, a barbarian martial artist! It is not unusual for anything to happen to him!"
"what's your plan?"
the sect elder asked.
"Go to inquire about the news again and see what Huang Wu's next move is."
The Sect Master of Longhu Pavilion said: "If there is a chance, kill him! After all, he still has fifty years of life left, so he cannot be given any chance!"
"Sect Master, aren't you afraid of offending the Mahayana ancestor behind him?"
The sect elder frowned and said: "In the beginning, the six fit greats surrounded and killed Huang Wu, and they were already fighting against him. Now that you take action again, I am afraid that there is no room for manoeuvre between you and Huang Wu."
"Humph!"
The Sect Master of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion sneered and said, "Elder Sun, you are too timid! My shot this time is completely justifiable. Even the great ancestors behind Huangwu can't take anger on me!"
"Huangwu is still in the Void Return Realm now. I will send the monks from the Zongmen Return Void Realm to challenge the door openly. This is not a big bully!"
The sect elder shook his head and said nothing.
Although he is the elder of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion, he secretly said something vicious in his heart.
Huang Wu is indeed in the Void Return Realm, but he is already 4,950 years old, his lifespan will be exhausted, his qi and blood will decline, and he has almost no combat power.
Now, I am afraid that a casual Void Return Daoist can kill him!
This is Yang Conspiracy!
"That Huangwu is at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, and there are fifty years of life left, and it is estimated that he will not come out again."
The elder of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion shook his head and said, "I am afraid that even if you have this intention, there is no chance."
"I won't force it."
The Sect Master of the Dragon Tiger Pavilion waved his hand and said, "If there is no chance, I can't go to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley to kill people."
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Buried Dragon Valley.
Su Zimo returned to this familiar courtyard.
The old monk Yuanbei was waiting there early.
The two old men looked at each other.
Su Zimo suddenly laughed.
His state seems to be a little worse than that of the old monk Yuanbei!
This proves that at least the remaining lifespan of the old monk Yuanbei will be more than fifty years.
Looking at Su Zimo's smile, the old monk Yuanbei couldn't smile.
"You're tired, go get a good night's sleep."
The old monk Yuanbei sighed softly.
"it is good."
Su Zimo nodded in agreement.
Over the years, he has never had a break.
In the deduction in the stone statue cemetery, even if you are exhausted, you only take a nap.
Now, returning to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley and letting go of all his worries, he can finally get a good night's sleep.
Su Zimo walked into the main hall, fell to the ground, went back deep, and breathed calmly.
The old monk Yuanbei turned around and returned to the cemetery in the backyard.
The red-haired ghost grinned with a smug look, and said, "This is fate. When this kid's Qinglian is actually a martyr, he will only be a member of my dragon clan from now on!"