The Sword Dynasty

There is no doubt that there must be an amazing spiritual vein in the last ancestral mountain in the past.

Seeing the silky white aura from the river, the two were silent again.

The Spirit Vessel is an amazing asset for any practitioner in the world and even an empire. In Changling, because of the struggle between Xue Wangxu and Ding Ning, even some students in the practice area knew the reason why Baiyang Cave started. He was convicted because Baiyangdong disobeyed the will of Queen Zheng Xiu and refused to use the spirit of Baiyangdong for Zheng Xiu.

Even though I have never seen the spiritual vein of Zheng Xiu Study in the depths of Changling Palace, but through the description of many stories in Changling, both of them can be sure that the spiritual vein cannot be the spirit of the ancestral mountain in front of me. Compared to pulse.

"You should listen to me and let me put you down somewhere along the way."

Li Xixing took a deep breath and turned to look at Hu Jingjing, saying: "After all, you are the only true biography of Baoguangguan. If you die, Baoguangguan will no longer exist."

Hu Jingjing knew exactly what he meant by this sentence.

Just as many people who were infected with the terrible plague here wanted to rush out, but many people who love life have to slaughter their loved ones, countless people have countless choices, but because of the respect for the cold days of the year, it is not enough Let all subsequent kingdoms in this wasteland resist the temptation of such a spiritual vein.

Over the years, no matter whether it is Yueshi, Wushi, or Donghu, no army or even practitioners have entered this ancestral land, which can only show that it is not a matter of faith, but that this ancestral land has all the powerful people in these kingdoms afraid of them. Danger exists.

Just listening to Li Xixing’s words at this time, somehow, she no longer trembles and smiled inexplicably, “You really thought about finding some medicine for me, and then left me on the way Somewhere, so that I can live."

Li Xixing did not feel nervous, but instead she smiled, frowned, "Are you crazy?"

"What's the point?" Hu Jingjing didn't get angry and grinned slightly with disapproval. "Aren't you also the only descendant of my Daqin Dynasty Shoucheng sword? If it's important, your life and death are much more important than mine."

Li Xixing glanced at her and couldn't help but want to say something, but Hu Jingjing had already looked at him and then said: "Moreover, even if many people live for a lifetime, they may not be able to find a person who can live and die together. friend."

"Can you go to death very willingly?" Li Xixing said coldly: "If so, then your life will be too easy to satisfy."

Hu Jingjing is still not angry, just saying: "If you must die, at least it is better to be happy than unhappy before death."

Li Xixing said slightly: "If you are so young, you will die. If you die, you must be very unhappy. Where can you be happy?"

"Someone stayed with him at least not lonely." Hu Jingjing narrowed his smile. The medicine Li Xixing used to give her obviously had some effect. At least she would not be comatose because of her weakness. She asked Li Xixing seriously, "Do you have any Probably, the terrible plague inside did not go away. They dared not come in, but wanted us to take out the things inside."

"Then kill us and get what they want from us. If so, can they pick some dead criminals and help them get things?" Li Xixing's face was more mocking, "This one There are countless possibilities for things. If you go out, you are also dead. If you go in, you are also dead. At least I have to go in and see."

The two seemed to be fighting, but his footsteps did not stop.

Along the river exuding the milky white spirit, he came to the foot of Zu Mountain.

The richer the aura is, the more things grow, but the closer it is to this black stone mountain, the rarer the plants are and the wider it is.

Then the two saw a very strange picture.

At the end of the river are a few springs at the foot of the mountain.

There is no grass growing on the ground around the spring, and the bones scattered outside are barely visible, but there are cold metal reflections everywhere.

The water in one of the living springs is warm, forming a natural hot spring pool.

All the milky white aura came out of the hot spring pool with a radius of more than ten feet.

The ground around this hot spring pool is covered with various metal fragments, and these metal fragments have been melted, twisted together, and flowed like a stream of water on the ground.

Just as Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing saw these live springs along the river, an injured antelope was struggling toward the hot spring pool.

There was already a white tiger in the hot spring pool at this time. A skin like a yellow muddy soil jackal, as well as a few very fat white migratory birds.

The antelope was badly injured, and his neck was torn open by some fierce beast, bleeding constantly.

However, it is inconceivable that these beasts, which usually have weak meat and strong food and never coexist with peace of mind, seem to care little about the arrival of this antelope.

The seriously wounded and dying antelope stepped into the pool with hot air and aura, and knelt down not far from the earth jackals that were usually their heaven and earth.

The milky white spring soaked the wound on its neck, then Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing were shocked to see that its wound soon stopped bleeding, and even the flesh was growing gradually.

All these beasts did not care about the arrival of Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing, and even the slightest roar did not come out. It was still terribly quiet.

Looking at such a peculiar scene, even according to common sense, it is impossible to happen, Hu Jingjing murmured: "Even if it is the best elixir in Changling, there is no such healing effect."

Li Xixing also murmured, "The legend is that the ancestral mountain of Liangliang has an old spring with living bones and flesh and blood."

"If Zheng Xiu knew that this was true, and knew that there was such a Lingquan that was a lot more amazing than her Lingquan, would she be crazy?" Hu Jingjing said sincerely: "I can see such incredible things. , There is no regret if you die."

Li Xixing heard her deep disgust for Queen Zheng Xiu in her tone, and he also understood where the hatred of Hu Jingjing, a true disciple of Baoguangguan, came from.

He frowned and said, "Don't hang on your lips all the time."

Hu Jingjing laughed.

At this time she did not speak, but just hugged Li Xixing tightly.

Li Xixing frowned, and he didn't speak. He walked straight to the shocking hot spring pool and walked down.

The water ripples.

All the beasts lying in the spring still do not control these two uninvited guests.

Li Xixing tried the water temperature, but it was slightly hot. He sat down and put Hu Jingjing down.

When the slightly hot spring water did not cross the chest, not only the wounds left in the battle began to recover quickly at the speed he could perceive, but even the extreme soreness and fatigue in the body were driven by the warm air. Go out.

Hu Jingjing began to take a deep breath.

She felt that life and vitality began to return to her body.

She was delighted, but this time she looked at Li Xixing's back, she closed her mouth and didn't mention the word dead again.

Li Xixing slowly looked up.

There were black spots hovering in the sky directly above.

The Black Hawk is already flying over Zu Mountain.

...

On the edge of the ancestral land, above the basin, a piece of yellow grass slowly separated, revealing the figure of Wu Lianzi and the man he called the big witch.

"Dawu, they have reached Zu Mountain, what are we going to do now?"

Wu Lianzi also looked at the black eagle hovering in the sky and couldn't help asking the man beside him.

The man next to him smiled slightly and whispered: "Nothing to do, wait for the wine shop boy to come and go in."