Chapter 1999: 1999
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Every step of Qin Xuan is very gentle.
Even if, on both sides of him, it was a chaotic holy puppet with enough power to fight against the semi holy.
The sage leads the way, and Qin Xuan goes forward with his hands on his shoulders.
Until, through this road, Qin Xuan eyes, suddenly open up.
One after another, red clouds and mists are winding around.
There are several clear pools with swimming fish.
"Roar!"
All of a sudden, a koi leaps from the pool and turns into a seven inch Golden Dragon in the air, staring at Qin Xuan and the headless holy corpse. It seems that his eyes are curious.
Then, the seven inch Golden Dragon returned to the pool quietly.
There is also a dark red tortoise, dormant in the pool, a sound similar to the sound of a dragon in his mouth, which makes the red fog rolling.
It seems that this place is the peerless holy land. There are all kinds of miracles that can't be found.
Qin Xuan's eyes swept over the clear pool, the mysterious turtle, and the jade bridge carved by the fairy jade at his feet.
His eyes were calm and calm.
Others, even Hunyuan xianzun, would be shocked.
Because the dragon fish in the pool is a Hunyuan immortal beast.
The turtle beside the pool is semi holy.
The headless sage walks through the red mist.
Until he stopped at the end of the bridge.
Qin Xuan slightly raised his eyes, looking forward, standing in the underground, a hall with a height of 100 Zhang.
Hall, the whole body like ice, every inch, there are beautiful colors.
It was a forbidden light, as if the sun were flowing, revealing the power of brilliance.
Each strand of prohibition is enough to make saints unshakable.
"Is it forbidden by the emperor?"
"I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Qin Xuan light voice, it is the emperor's ban, a wisp of prohibition, can level mountains and seas, can pressure Xinghe.
This is an underground palace as well as an imperial palace.
What is hidden in it, which emperor is, is the breath of terror that he felt in his previous life. It is not known.
At least, with his present strength, I'm afraid it's hard to detect.
At this moment, the headless corpse slightly saluted, kneeling on one knee on the ground.
Even if there is no head, but it seems to bow to meet.
After nine full breaths, the headless holy corpse just got up.
He did not go to the palace, but along the winding path, this side of the edge of heaven and earth, that is a mine wall.
No matter how strange the place is, how majestic the imperial palace is, what existence is hidden in it.
This place is still in the mine of gods and demons, deep in the mausoleum of the emperor, and I don't know how deep it is.
Qin Xuan looked at the cliff and saw seven ancient texts on it.
Every character does not exist in this era, but comes from the pre ancient era.
The headless holy corpse stood still. Qin Xuan whispered behind him: "is this the text you left, or the emperor?"
Unfortunately, without a head, how can we respond.
Qin Xuan quietly looking at the seven ancient characters, he did not know this word.
If you put them in the pre ancient era of writing, he knows some, but this text represents the era, Qin Xuan did not know.
He stood still until he walked out and looked up at the seven ancient and simple pieces, revealing the years and even bearing the words of an era, to know the sea and the Xiandi palace.
He moved a touch of fairy thought and penetrated into the text.
These seven words seem ordinary, but they are not simple.
The text conveys the meaning. The sage without the head brought him here. I'm afraid it's what he asked. It's in these seven words.
Xiannian touched, suddenly, Qin Xuan's consciousness seemed to be swallowed.
A force of terror, even let Qin Xuan have the power to resist.
"Holy will!"
Two words appeared in Qin Xuan's consciousness. Immediately, his consciousness gradually condensed.
Heaven and earth are long, green mountains and green trees.
All around, a vibrant, green leaves dripping, wood grain such as road years.
A few breeze slowly, such as bleeding people's heart and spleen.
Qin Xuan looked at the heaven and earth, the holy meaning of the collection of ancient prose, evolved out of this piece of heaven and earth.
No matter how real it is, it's nothing but vanity.
Qin Xuan looked at this scene, there is a kind of invisible traction, seems to want him to move forward.
Qin Xuan also did not refuse, along with the power of the dark, go forward.
If you push aside the trees, you will see the vast sky, and a big sun will be in your eyes.
"In this era, there is only one big day to shine on the immortal earth?"
Qin Xuan looked, the vision then fell in front.
There is a brook with flowing water and pebbles beside it. However, there is a 12-year-old girl barefoot in the stream, with a gentle smile to the extreme. Her childlike innocence does not seem to exist in the immortal soil.Even if Qin Xuan looked at it, it seemed that his heart was gradually calming down.
A smile cleanses the heart, such as describing the girl in front of us.
Qin Xuan looked at the girl's stream. Occasionally, his hands fell on the stone under him. He looked at the heaven and earth frankly.
There seems to be endless beauty in those eyes, which is enough to let people miss the endless past.
At sunset and dusk, the girl never left. Just then, by the stream, a 14-year-old boy was walking with a medicine box.
The boy went to the girl, turned his head and looked at the girl, pinched pebbles in his hand and shot them down in the stream with the sound of Ding Dong.
The tip of his ear vibrated slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he seemed to open his mouth.
Unfortunately, there is no sound.
Only the young man opened his mouth, and the young girl seemed to be startled and turned to look at the young man.
Qin Xuan can read lips, but he doesn't know the pronunciation of this era.
The boy seems to be a little startled, talking with the girl. Then, a touch of pity appears in the girl's smile.
She walked barefoot out of the stream to the boy.
As you can see, the boy's face is full of confusion, two blushes floating on his face.
Young and shy, now in this young man's body a show.
Two people talk a little, the youth then approximate to run away.
Quietly, in front of this picture, seems to be in the clouds, gradually blurred.
Qin Xuan's consciousness also gradually returned to the body.
Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at the headless holy corpse, the boy.
It's hard for a poor man to be a saint. The young man was 14 years old and had no accomplishments. He suffered from congenital diseases and was not a talent of a big family.
It's too difficult for such a young man to become a saint.
As for the girl, but let Qin Xuan if you remember, before in that pool, barefoot play Hunyuan water.
Even though one is young, the other is graceful, but the two are almost the same.
Qin Xuan took back his eyes and looked at the second ancient prose.
These seven words should be enough to get rid of the fog.
As before, his consciousness was swallowed directly.
This time, it was already a huge city. The crowd was surging. It should have been boiling, but there was no sound in Qin Xuan's ears. The silence was terrible.
That force reappeared, guiding Qin Xuan to go somewhere.
Qin Xuan is not in a hurry, but steps into the city.
In the city, a big challenge appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
On the challenge arena, there is a young man holding immortal's hand, proud of all directions. On his side, there are all some children in gorgeous clothes.
Years passed, but still can be clearly identified.
It was a young man who used to bear the medicine.
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Every step of Qin Xuan is very gentle.
Even if, on both sides of him, it was a chaotic holy puppet with enough power to fight against the semi holy.
The sage leads the way, and Qin Xuan goes forward with his hands on his shoulders.
Until, through this road, Qin Xuan eyes, suddenly open up.
One after another, red clouds and mists are winding around.
There are several clear pools with swimming fish.
"Roar!"
All of a sudden, a koi leaps from the pool and turns into a seven inch Golden Dragon in the air, staring at Qin Xuan and the headless holy corpse. It seems that his eyes are curious.
Then, the seven inch Golden Dragon returned to the pool quietly.
There is also a dark red tortoise, dormant in the pool, a sound similar to the sound of a dragon in his mouth, which makes the red fog rolling.
It seems that this place is the peerless holy land. There are all kinds of miracles that can't be found.
Qin Xuan's eyes swept over the clear pool, the mysterious turtle, and the jade bridge carved by the fairy jade at his feet.
His eyes were calm and calm.
Others, even Hunyuan xianzun, would be shocked.
Because the dragon fish in the pool is a Hunyuan immortal beast.
The turtle beside the pool is semi holy.
The headless sage walks through the red mist.
Until he stopped at the end of the bridge.
Qin Xuan slightly raised his eyes, looking forward, standing in the underground, a hall with a height of 100 Zhang.
Hall, the whole body like ice, every inch, there are beautiful colors.
It was a forbidden light, as if the sun were flowing, revealing the power of brilliance.
Each strand of prohibition is enough to make saints unshakable.
"Is it forbidden by the emperor?"
"I haven't seen you for a long time!"
Qin Xuan light voice, it is the emperor's ban, a wisp of prohibition, can level mountains and seas, can pressure Xinghe.
This is an underground palace as well as an imperial palace.
What is hidden in it, which emperor is, is the breath of terror that he felt in his previous life. It is not known.
At least, with his present strength, I'm afraid it's hard to detect.
At this moment, the headless corpse slightly saluted, kneeling on one knee on the ground.
Even if there is no head, but it seems to bow to meet.
After nine full breaths, the headless holy corpse just got up.
He did not go to the palace, but along the winding path, this side of the edge of heaven and earth, that is a mine wall.
No matter how strange the place is, how majestic the imperial palace is, what existence is hidden in it.
This place is still in the mine of gods and demons, deep in the mausoleum of the emperor, and I don't know how deep it is.
Qin Xuan looked at the cliff and saw seven ancient texts on it.
Every character does not exist in this era, but comes from the pre ancient era.
The headless holy corpse stood still. Qin Xuan whispered behind him: "is this the text you left, or the emperor?"
Unfortunately, without a head, how can we respond.
Qin Xuan quietly looking at the seven ancient characters, he did not know this word.
If you put them in the pre ancient era of writing, he knows some, but this text represents the era, Qin Xuan did not know.
He stood still until he walked out and looked up at the seven ancient and simple pieces, revealing the years and even bearing the words of an era, to know the sea and the Xiandi palace.
He moved a touch of fairy thought and penetrated into the text.
These seven words seem ordinary, but they are not simple.
The text conveys the meaning. The sage without the head brought him here. I'm afraid it's what he asked. It's in these seven words.
Xiannian touched, suddenly, Qin Xuan's consciousness seemed to be swallowed.
A force of terror, even let Qin Xuan have the power to resist.
"Holy will!"
Two words appeared in Qin Xuan's consciousness. Immediately, his consciousness gradually condensed.
Heaven and earth are long, green mountains and green trees.
All around, a vibrant, green leaves dripping, wood grain such as road years.
A few breeze slowly, such as bleeding people's heart and spleen.
Qin Xuan looked at the heaven and earth, the holy meaning of the collection of ancient prose, evolved out of this piece of heaven and earth.
No matter how real it is, it's nothing but vanity.
Qin Xuan looked at this scene, there is a kind of invisible traction, seems to want him to move forward.
Qin Xuan also did not refuse, along with the power of the dark, go forward.
If you push aside the trees, you will see the vast sky, and a big sun will be in your eyes.
"In this era, there is only one big day to shine on the immortal earth?"
Qin Xuan looked, the vision then fell in front.
There is a brook with flowing water and pebbles beside it. However, there is a 12-year-old girl barefoot in the stream, with a gentle smile to the extreme. Her childlike innocence does not seem to exist in the immortal soil.Even if Qin Xuan looked at it, it seemed that his heart was gradually calming down.
A smile cleanses the heart, such as describing the girl in front of us.
Qin Xuan looked at the girl's stream. Occasionally, his hands fell on the stone under him. He looked at the heaven and earth frankly.
There seems to be endless beauty in those eyes, which is enough to let people miss the endless past.
At sunset and dusk, the girl never left. Just then, by the stream, a 14-year-old boy was walking with a medicine box.
The boy went to the girl, turned his head and looked at the girl, pinched pebbles in his hand and shot them down in the stream with the sound of Ding Dong.
The tip of his ear vibrated slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he seemed to open his mouth.
Unfortunately, there is no sound.
Only the young man opened his mouth, and the young girl seemed to be startled and turned to look at the young man.
Qin Xuan can read lips, but he doesn't know the pronunciation of this era.
The boy seems to be a little startled, talking with the girl. Then, a touch of pity appears in the girl's smile.
She walked barefoot out of the stream to the boy.
As you can see, the boy's face is full of confusion, two blushes floating on his face.
Young and shy, now in this young man's body a show.
Two people talk a little, the youth then approximate to run away.
Quietly, in front of this picture, seems to be in the clouds, gradually blurred.
Qin Xuan's consciousness also gradually returned to the body.
Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at the headless holy corpse, the boy.
It's hard for a poor man to be a saint. The young man was 14 years old and had no accomplishments. He suffered from congenital diseases and was not a talent of a big family.
It's too difficult for such a young man to become a saint.
As for the girl, but let Qin Xuan if you remember, before in that pool, barefoot play Hunyuan water.
Even though one is young, the other is graceful, but the two are almost the same.
Qin Xuan took back his eyes and looked at the second ancient prose.
These seven words should be enough to get rid of the fog.
As before, his consciousness was swallowed directly.
This time, it was already a huge city. The crowd was surging. It should have been boiling, but there was no sound in Qin Xuan's ears. The silence was terrible.
That force reappeared, guiding Qin Xuan to go somewhere.
Qin Xuan is not in a hurry, but steps into the city.
In the city, a big challenge appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
On the challenge arena, there is a young man holding immortal's hand, proud of all directions. On his side, there are all some children in gorgeous clothes.
Years passed, but still can be clearly identified.
It was a young man who used to bear the medicine.
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Every step of Qin Xuan is very gentle. Even if, on both sides of him, it was a chaotic holy puppet with enough power to fight against the semi holy. The sage leads the way, and Qin Xuan goes forward with his hands on his shoulders. Until, through this road, Qin Xuan eyes, suddenly open up. One after another, red clouds and mists are winding around. There are several clear pools with swimming fish. "Roar!" All of a sudden, a koi leaps from the pool and turns into a seven inch Golden Dragon in the air, staring at Qin Xuan and the headless holy corpse. It seems that his eyes are curious. Then, the seven inch Golden Dragon returned to the pool quietly. There is also a dark red tortoise, dormant in the pool, a sound similar to the sound of a dragon in his mouth, which makes the red fog rolling. It seems that this place is the peerless holy land. There are all kinds of miracles that can't be found. Qin Xuan's eyes swept over the clear pool, the mysterious turtle, and the jade bridge carved by the fairy jade at his feet. His eyes were calm and calm. Others, even Hunyuan xianzun, would be shocked. Because the dragon fish in the pool is a Hunyuan immortal beast. The turtle beside the pool is semi holy. The headless sage walks through the red mist. Until he stopped at the end of the bridge. Qin Xuan slightly raised his eyes, looking forward, standing in the underground, a hall with a height of 100 Zhang. Hall, the whole body like ice, every inch, there are beautiful colors. It was a forbidden light, as if the sun were flowing, revealing the power of brilliance. Each strand of prohibition is enough to make saints unshakable. "Is it forbidden by the emperor?" "I haven't seen you for a long time!" Qin Xuan light voice, it is the emperor's ban, a wisp of prohibition, can level mountains and seas, can pressure Xinghe. This is an underground palace as well as an imperial palace. What is hidden in it, which emperor is, is the breath of terror that he felt in his previous life. It is not known. At least, with his present strength, I'm afraid it's hard to detect. At this moment, the headless corpse slightly saluted, kneeling on one knee on the ground. Even if there is no head, but it seems to bow to meet. After nine full breaths, the headless holy corpse just got up. He did not go to the palace, but along the winding path, this side of the edge of heaven and earth, that is a mine wall. No matter how strange the place is, how majestic the imperial palace is, what existence is hidden in it. This place is still in the mine of gods and demons, deep in the mausoleum of the emperor, and I don't know how deep it is. Qin Xuan looked at the cliff and saw seven ancient texts on it. Every character does not exist in this era, but comes from the pre ancient era. The headless holy corpse stood still. Qin Xuan whispered behind him: "is this the text you left, or the emperor?" Unfortunately, without a head, how can we respond. Qin Xuan quietly looking at the seven ancient characters, he did not know this word. If you put them in the pre ancient era of writing, he knows some, but this text represents the era, Qin Xuan did not know. He stood still until he walked out and looked up at the seven ancient and simple pieces, revealing the years and even bearing the words of an era, to know the sea and the Xiandi palace. He moved a touch of fairy thought and penetrated into the text. These seven words seem ordinary, but they are not simple. The text conveys the meaning. The sage without the head brought him here. I'm afraid it's what he asked. It's in these seven words. Xiannian touched, suddenly, Qin Xuan's consciousness seemed to be swallowed. A force of terror, even let Qin Xuan have the power to resist. "Holy will!" Two words appeared in Qin Xuan's consciousness. Immediately, his consciousness gradually condensed. Heaven and earth are long, green mountains and green trees. All around, a vibrant, green leaves dripping, wood grain such as road years. A few breeze slowly, such as bleeding people's heart and spleen. Qin Xuan looked at the heaven and earth, the holy meaning of the collection of ancient prose, evolved out of this piece of heaven and earth. No matter how real it is, it's nothing but vanity. Qin Xuan looked at this scene, there is a kind of invisible traction, seems to want him to move forward. Qin Xuan also did not refuse, along with the power of the dark, go forward. If you push aside the trees, you will see the vast sky, and a big sun will be in your eyes. "In this era, there is only one big day to shine on the immortal earth?" Qin Xuan looked, the vision then fell in front. There is a brook with flowing water and pebbles beside it. However, there is a 12-year-old girl barefoot in the stream, with a gentle smile to the extreme. Her childlike innocence does not seem to exist in the immortal soil.Even if Qin Xuan looked at it, it seemed that his heart was gradually calming down. A smile cleanses the heart, such as describing the girl in front of us. Qin Xuan looked at the girl's stream. Occasionally, his hands fell on the stone under him. He looked at the heaven and earth frankly. There seems to be endless beauty in those eyes, which is enough to let people miss the endless past. At sunset and dusk, the girl never left. Just then, by the stream, a 14-year-old boy was walking with a medicine box. The boy went to the girl, turned his head and looked at the girl, pinched pebbles in his hand and shot them down in the stream with the sound of Ding Dong. The tip of his ear vibrated slightly. After a moment's hesitation, he seemed to open his mouth. Unfortunately, there is no sound. Only the young man opened his mouth, and the young girl seemed to be startled and turned to look at the young man. Qin Xuan can read lips, but he doesn't know the pronunciation of this era. The boy seems to be a little startled, talking with the girl. Then, a touch of pity appears in the girl's smile. She walked barefoot out of the stream to the boy. As you can see, the boy's face is full of confusion, two blushes floating on his face. Young and shy, now in this young man's body a show. Two people talk a little, the youth then approximate to run away. Quietly, in front of this picture, seems to be in the clouds, gradually blurred. Qin Xuan's consciousness also gradually returned to the body. Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at the headless holy corpse, the boy. It's hard for a poor man to be a saint. The young man was 14 years old and had no accomplishments. He suffered from congenital diseases and was not a talent of a big family. It's too difficult for such a young man to become a saint. As for the girl, but let Qin Xuan if you remember, before in that pool, barefoot play Hunyuan water. Even though one is young, the other is graceful, but the two are almost the same. Qin Xuan took back his eyes and looked at the second ancient prose. These seven words should be enough to get rid of the fog. As before, his consciousness was swallowed directly. This time, it was already a huge city. The crowd was surging. It should have been boiling, but there was no sound in Qin Xuan's ears. The silence was terrible. That force reappeared, guiding Qin Xuan to go somewhere. Qin Xuan is not in a hurry, but steps into the city. In the city, a big challenge appeared in front of Qin Xuan. On the challenge arena, there is a young man holding immortal's hand, proud of all directions. On his side, there are all some children in gorgeous clothes. Years passed, but still can be clearly identified. It was a young man who used to bear the medicine. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
