Chapter 0620: Once in the Sea, Except for Wushan

Today's second update: Chapter 620! 2/5!

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Although the little monk was very dissatisfied with Tianshan Tonglao's bloodthirsty behavior, he was a simple man and could not say anything to refuse!

Put Wu Xingyun, whose life was slipping away bit by bit, on the ground!

Wu Xingyun seemed to be indifferent to her condition. She waved her hand and asked the little monk to hand over the scroll!

After unfolding it, Wu Xingyun frowned: "Impossible, how could the person my junior brother loves be her!"

"This slut just tricked my junior brother into bed. My junior brother had no choice but to succumb to her!"

Wu Xingyun became more and more excited as he spoke. The original girl's face aged in an instant, and her long black hair turned into a head full of silver hair!

"Grandma, you..."

Wu Xingyun turned a deaf ear and stared at the person in the portrait. Finally, he saw something different!

His fingers trembled as he brushed the face of the beautiful woman in the portrait, and he laughed up to the sky, "Hahaha, it's not her, it's not her!"

Wow!

Bleeding from all seven orifices of Wu Xingyun, his Qi Qi took a sharp turn for the worse.

When he was dying, he grabbed the little monk's arm.

"Grandma, don't scare me, you'll be fine, right!"

"Why... are you afraid that if I die, you won't be able to have a tryst with your Meng Gu anymore?"

The little monk shook his head repeatedly, trying to stop the bleeding for Wu Xingyun, but he couldn't stop it until his clothes were stained red!

"Don't waste your time, grandma, it's not working!"

"No, grandma, you'll be fine!" The little monk panicked and his eyes turned red.

"Put away your weak tears and listen to me!" Wu Xingyun said with all his strength.

The little monk sobbed and closed his mouth.

"Let me ask you, since you have inherited my junior brother's legacy, have you learned the Beiming Magic Skill?"

The little monk didn't say anything, but just nodded vigorously.

"Okay, that's great. This way, you won't have to worry even after I leave!"

After Wu Xingyun finished speaking, he looked at Xu Kun: "Saint Envoy... Lingjiu Palace, I'll leave it to you!"

Xu Kun frowned and finally nodded.

"Grandma, you are going to..." the little monk said worriedly.

"Don't talk, activate your Beiming Divine Art!"

"Oh..." The little monk didn't understand what he meant, so he had to do it!

In Xu Kun's shocked eyes, Wu Xingyun's aura began to rise steadily, returning to the peak of the Emperor Realm again, and then broke through the Semi-Saint Realm in one fell swoop, officially entering the Saint Realm!

This...

But soon, Xu Kun discovered that the Saint Realm that Wu Xingyun had entered at this moment was imperfect. Compared with the expanded Saint Realm, Wu Xingyun's original pseudo-Saint Realm not only did not expand, but was shrinking!

In the end, the Saint Realm collapsed completely, turned into pure power, and merged into the body of the little monk whose arm she grabbed!

"You and I are not master and disciple in name, but we are master and disciple in reality. Since you have inherited the legacy of my junior brother, you are the next generation leader of Xiaoyao Sect. As your uncle, today, I will pass on all my life's cultivation to you at the cost of not being lower than the Nine Netherworld after my death!"

"No, grandma, don't!"

But Wu Xingyun did not give him room to resist. He passed on his skills in a special way, and gave all the gains of his 90 years of life to this stupid little monk!

Huh...

The breeze blew, and the holy aura that had just permeated had completely dissipated. Wu Xingyun fell into the arms of the little monk, like a dead tree, without any life!

Xu Kun felt warm in his chest, and the coffin lamp appeared automatically. Under the gaze of the delusion-breaking divine pupil, a light spot appeared on Wu Xingyun's body!

Is this... a residual soul?

Looking at the light spot that finally fell into the coffin lamp, Xu Kun understood that Wu Xingyun was completely dead!

The Lord of Lingjiu Palace fell!

However, Xu Kun and Wu Xingyun had no friendship. The other party was trapped by love, and finally seemed to be relieved. He just sighed and sighed!

But there are only three people in the world who can use the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, and one of them is gone. If he wants to help those who are waiting for him in Lingjiu Palace to remove the life and death talisman, does he have to ask his uncle to help?

Xu Kun shook his head. This is naturally unrealistic!

It seems that he can only take these people to the imperial capital...

But this group of powerful people of various races with different shapes and sizes, taking them to the imperial capital, who knows what kind of trouble they will cause!

The little monk laid Wu Xingyun's body flat, and then walked towards Xu Kun slowly.

He leaned over respectfully and handed a black iron order to Xu Kun.

"What is this?"

"Grandma didn't tell me what the Lingjiu Order of grandma is used for, but as long as you hold this order, you can command the Lingjiu Palace. I think you should need it!"

Xu Kun nodded and put it away without taking it seriously.

Just when Xu Kun thought that the matter was over, an accident happened!

He turned his head suddenly and found that the blood hole in the chest of Li Qiushui, who had been dead, had been repaired. The whole person's aura turned again, and then opened his eyes, and stood up like nothing happened!

Compared to Wu Xingyun, Xu Kun was more afraid of this Xixia imperial concubine and immediately prepared for battle!

But Li Qiushui didn't look at them, but walked towards Wu Xingyun's body!

Seeing this, the little monk threw himself on Wu Xingyun's body without hesitation.

Begging for mercy: "Grandma, grandma is dead, just let her go!"

"Hmph, little monk, ask her if she is willing to let me go?"

"But grandma, aren't you okay?"

"Bah, that's because I knew how vicious this bitch was, so I pretended to be dead by using the turtle breathing technique. Otherwise, how could I be who I am now!"

Li Qiushui kicked the little monk with the tip of her shoe and easily knocked him over, stepping on Wu Xingyun's chest: "Senior sister, I am the one who laughs last!"

"I want to see who is painted on the scroll!"

Li Qiushui reached out and the scroll that Wu Xingyun was holding tightly slipped out of her hand.

When she opened it, Li Qiushui was dazed for a moment, but she soon noticed the details that Wu Xingyun had been looking for for a long time.

"It's her...it's her...brother, why are you so upset!"

The little monk saw Li Qiushui looking distraught and asked in confusion: "Grandma, just now grandma said it's not her, it's not her, and you are her, it's her, what does it mean?"

Li Qiushui turned around and looked at the little monk and said: "Since you have become my brother's disciple, you should call me uncle, and as for this bitch, she is your uncle!"

"Yes... uncle grandma!" the little monk said seriously.

Li Qiushui: ...

Xu Kun: ...

Li Qiushui threw the scroll over, looked up at the sky and said: "The one on the scroll is not me... It's my sister... Li Canghai!"

The little monk compared carefully and said: "Master, does your sister look exactly like you?"

Li Qiushui sighed: "If a stranger only looks at the portrait, it is indeed exactly the same, but Canghai has one more teardrop mole and a pair of dimples than me!"

The little monk brushed the cheek on the scroll and compared it with Li Qiushui. It was indeed as she said, there was such a subtle difference!

"Look at the two lines of poetry on the scroll..."

"Where is the poetry?" The little monk flipped over and looked for a long time, but didn't see a single word.

"Here..." Xu Kun leaned over, and the water power condensed on his fingers brushed across the blank space of the scroll!

The two lines of poetry fell off the scroll and turned into golden fonts in front of the three people!

Once you have seen the sea, you will never be water again; except for the Wushan Mountains, you will never be a cloud again!

Two lines of poetry, three people!

It carries all the feelings of Wuyazi!

The original meaning of the poem is that after you have seen the sea, other water is no longer water. After you have been to Wushan and seen the clouds of Wushan, the clouds in other places are no longer clouds!

It means: love is exclusive and love is undivided!

The two lines of golden characters dissipated and turned into an image!

When seeing the person in the painting, Li Qiushui, a dignified semi-saint-level strongman, burst into tears!

"Senior brother!"

The fairy-like, elegant and elegant person in the painting, wearing a white robe, is Wuyazi?

Handsome, indeed handsome!

Even Xu Kun, who is also a handsome guy, has to admire him!

If Xu Kun is the kind of handsome with a strong and delicate look, then Wuyazi in the image is the kind of handsome with a beautiful face and incomparable beauty!

The key is that the temperament adds points!

Every gesture and every move shows the style of a Confucian scholar, and he is an absolutely beautiful woman!

If such a handsome guy could make two nearly 100-year-old ladies fall in love with him, it would be understandable!

The image was rotating, and it also made several people understand Wuyazi's true thoughts!

(When I first saw the setting of those two lines of poetry, I was very amazed, so being able to show it in my own novel can also satisfy my desire to share!)