Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 1238: Master and Disciple Meet

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In the corner of the first floor of the Nine Heavens Tower, the immortal slave collapsed on the ground, her petite body trembling, with a trace of helplessness and despair in her eyes.

However, in just over twenty years, the immortal slave's cultivation has soared from the perfection of the late Golden Immortal to the great perfection of the Immortal Lord. She was not happy at all, but was struggling to support it, just wanting to make the promotion of her cultivation come slower and later. And the increasingly fierce Qi was unstoppable, flowing continuously, and madly poured into the meridians and even the sea of ​​Qi. She was like a shallow stream, unable to withstand the invasion of the torrent. Perhaps the next moment, she would be annihilated and destroyed.

In the shrines surrounding the tower wall, the figures who were once busy practicing disappeared one after another. At this time, ten feet above the ground, which was also the closest place to the immortal slave, there was only one young man left. He was handsome, and had reached the early stage of the cave heaven. He should have achieved success and had a bright future, but he was also horrified and at a loss. However, he was trapped by the restriction and could not move at all. He could only wait for the arrival of misfortune. He could not help but groan miserably, and called out unwillingly: "Daoyou...save me..."

Save you? Who will save me?

Hearing the voice, the immortal slave sighed sadly. She glanced at the young man who called out in a sad voice, turned around, and finally looked at the distance in front of her, with a sad look in her eyes.

This place was originally a quiet place with rich Taichu Qi, but now it has changed. The powerful and chaotic Qi was spinning, washing, and raging wildly, then rushing straight to the dome, and then overturned rapidly, and repeated endlessly. The huge tower room was like a closed deep well. The last two people in the whirlpool had already lost their lives...

"Daoyou, please save me... I will report you later..."

The calls that came from time to time revealed the fear of death and the attachment to life. The immortal slave was overwhelmed and could only say: "I can't save myself anymore, I really can't save you, don't blame me..."

In the shrine ten feet high, the man curled up and lay down, and gestured in a rather embarrassed manner: "Just destroy the magic circle in the tower, maybe you can escape..." No one responded to his request. His young and handsome face suddenly became ferocious, and then with inexplicable hatred, he roared at the immortal slave: "You are so ignorant, if you wait any longer, you will lose your soul. Remember, that is the loss of your soul! You can't even reincarnate, how dare you take chances, how can you be timid..."

The immortal slave leaned against the cold stone wall, glanced at the roaring man lightly but ignored him, turned to look forward, and looked depressed and silent.

They are just fellow Taoists who are in trouble together. There is no difference in their fate. And there are so many people who are self-righteous when they are a little proud!

I am just a weak woman. I may be lucky, but I have been timid and cowardly, but I will never beg for mercy!

The other fellow Taoists in the stone tower have exploded and died one after another not long ago. Especially the man and woman with the highest cultivation, who were about to enter the middle stage of the cave heaven, and they were suddenly in trouble before they could rejoice. It can be seen that although the high place of the shrine is the most suitable for cultivation, it is also the most dangerous. Now there are only the last two people left, and they can't escape death. It's a pity that after the soul is gone, the previous life is annihilated, and the future life is gone. From now on, I will never see the master again. He is alone, what should he do...

"Fellow Taoist, save me...ah..."

At the same time, the man who called for help suddenly screamed. He finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his body exploded with a "bang". In an instant, he turned into a bloody rain and flew out of the shrine. Then, he was swallowed by the swirling Qi and his body was gone. At this moment, a line of blood flowed backwards...

The immortal slave was still sad, and sighed softly when he saw this. Such tragic situations have happened seventeen times before and after. However, when those Taoist friends left, at least there were people who followed and saw them off. When he fell, it was so lonely that not even a sigh could be heard...

The middle of the stone tower was where the Qi was gushing out, and a turbulent vortex had formed, which rolled up and filled the four directions. The magic circle where it was located was strange and unpredictable because it was blocked by clouds and mist. At the moment when the man exploded and died, a bloody light suddenly flashed in the vortex, and a powerful power followed...

The immortal slave watched intently, and there seemed to be a flash of red light in her eyes. Unknowingly, she had the innate magical power of the phantom pupil.

Even if something is discovered, what can be done?

There are restrictions everywhere in the Nine Heavens Tower. In the vortex of Qi, it is even more unpredictable. Especially the unstoppable power that overturned and came, making it unbearable...

"Ah..."

The immortal slave couldn't help but groan.

At this moment, it was as if the five internal organs were burning. The powerful magic power was raging between the limbs and the five internal organs, and the meridians, tendons, bones and skin were about to burst. The unbearable pain made people crazy and unable to control themselves.

The immortal slave slowly collapsed to the ground, her weak body trembling, like a dead leaf in the wind, only making the last struggle. She knew that she didn't have much life, so she couldn't help but close her eyes and gently called out: "Master! You take care of yourself, I'm leaving..."

At this moment, the Qi that was like a tsunami suddenly stopped. But in an instant, the surroundings seemed to be quiet.

Was it caused by the call, or the trance at the end of life? The fairy slave felt the burden lighten, and the pain in her body also eased. She supported herself with her hands and slowly sat up. When she looked back, she was stunned...

The vortex of Qi energy a hundred feet away actually stagnated, and a half-figure emerged from the middle.

It was a young man with messy hair and a face as yellow as jade. His eyes were like stars under his thick eyebrows, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth were cold and unruly. His lower body had not yet appeared, and it was still hidden in the jade floor. The gray Taoist robe he wore was familiar to everyone. At this time, he was still looking down, and in his hand, he was holding a red gold blood bead the size of a bird's egg, with black and white light flowing outside...

"Master... Master..."

When the fairy slave saw the person clearly, she couldn't help but let out a trembling call. But as soon as she spoke, she bit her lips tightly and didn't say a word, just focusing on her eyes, which were full of light and not blinking. Is this really an illusion, a dream or awake? Then... Is it really the master...

The gray-clothed man turned his head when he heard the voice, and his expression was slightly moved. Just as he was about to respond, a muffled "bang" sound came from his hand. The blood bead lost the support of the magic circle and stopped condensing. It suddenly exploded. In the next moment, a powerful and unpredictable force came with the surging magic power, which could not be resisted at all. He hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and swallowed it suddenly. In a blink of an eye, the red-gold blood light entered his body, and his realm cultivation was perfected instantly, almost bursting out...

"Slave..."

The gray-clothed man didn't care about his own situation, and his body moved to jump out of the ground. He didn't forget to look back, and then looked around. He was surprised and angry while feeling lucky. If he came a step later, slave would definitely suffer. Someone is refining blood evil, how abominable!

The master of the immortal slave is naturally Lin Yi...

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Lin Yi walked underground for several hours. As the gaps in the restrictions gradually became larger and wider, he slowed down. There was only one reason, that is, he was afraid of accidentally entering a dangerous place.

Not long after, the restrictions in front suddenly became dense again. However, most of the gaps were heading for one place, and finally converged into a huge magic circle.

Lin Yi stopped in front of the magic circle for the sake of caution.

The magic circle covers hundreds of feet, and the prohibitions are strict. It is not difficult to pass through. However, there is a small ball of light hidden in the place where the qi is circling. The magic power is surging in the light ball, and there is a flash of blood light. It does not look strange, it is clearly a blood bead that is still being condensed!

In addition, the situation on the magic circle is vaguely discernible, as if a familiar figure is calling helplessly.

Lin Yi did not have time to think about it, and hurriedly dragged a line of figure through the magic circle. When it passed the center of the formation, it swept away the blood bead. The blood bead that was just about to escape from the ground and was still condensing suddenly became difficult to hold, and collapsed instantly. He suddenly felt that his cultivation level was about to surge again, but it was not the right time, and he had no time to experience it, so he had to suppress it forcefully...

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Lin Yi leaped up and ran towards the immortal slave. At the moment he left the ground, there were a series of muffled "crackling" sounds all around, and then the clouds and mist faded and the aura was chaotic, no longer swirling and surging.

That was the sound of the formation collapsing!

Just because he took the blood bead and broke the formation eye, the formation collapsed by half?

An unintentional act, but with unexpected gains!

Regardless of the danger of this place, the cultivation level, and who the enemy is, meeting and saving the immortal slave at a critical moment is the greatest blessing today!

When Lin Yi got close to the immortal slave, he was not yet stable, and he hurriedly leaned over and grabbed a small hand, and the magic power flowed into her wrist veins, quickly calming the manic aura in her body. But he was worried, and asked with concern: "Nu'er! Why are you here..."

Before Lin Yi finished speaking, a petite figure had already shaken up from the ground. Just as he was about to look at her, the other party suddenly rushed into his arms and grabbed his sleeves tightly, crying: "Master! You don't want Nu'er anymore, wuwu..."

Once upon a time, Xiannu was not only a fairy with unparalleled beauty, but also the leader of Jiuzhou Xianmen, and she was reserved and cold and did not show her expression. But now, she is clearly a delicate and helpless little girl, no longer hiding her feelings, just crying for joy to see her long-lost relatives, and the grievance of rebirth after a disaster...

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, and a warm smile appeared in his eyes. He had to stand still and let Xiannu vent like a child. After a while, he felt that the other party's internal energy was slightly stable, so he let go of his hand and gently patted the weak shoulder, saying: "Silly girl! How could the master abandon you..."

The fairy slave shrugged and slowly raised her head. Suddenly, she saw a broad chest covered with tears. Her face turned red, and she hurriedly let go of the long sleeves she was holding and took a step back, but she blinked her tearful eyes and asked back: "Master said that you will accompany me forever..."

Lin Yi shook his head and smiled, and said nothing. The fairy slave still raised her little face, with a tender expression.

The master and disciple met for only a short moment. At this moment, there was a flash of light in the distance. Then a figure fell in...