On the top of the Qipan Mountain, Shan Ximu's body exploded strangely, and turned into nothingness in the purple lightning. This not only surprised and shocked the people on the Qipan Mountain Village and Xue Dingshan and other two large soldiers, but even some monks who were observing themselves could not help but tremble in their hearts, secretly lamenting that the power of heaven was unpredictable and the road to immortality was difficult.

"Has it failed?" Xue Dingshan frowned slightly, and he muttered to himself with a slightly complicated look.

Xue Jinlian and others on the side were all a little silent, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant for a moment.

Not far away, Qingyuan frowned when he saw this scene: "Has it actually failed?"

"The last purple thunder tribulation is too powerful," Qing Zhu, who was beside him, took a deep breath and said with a shock in his heart. "Strange, how could a peak monk in Hedao passes the tribulation, how could he bring such a terrible thunder tribulation?"

On the Qipan Mountain, watching Dan Ximu's figure disappearing into the lightning, his beautiful eyes suddenly turned red, and he shouted "Senior Brother" in a shrill manner, and then flew wildly towards the large ball of purple lightning that still had not dissipated.

"Sister Tula!" Dou Yihu and Dou Xiantong were also frightened and in pain. They were stunned and had no time to stop Tula. Seeing this, they were shocked and shouted.

They could imagine the power of the purple lightning, even Shan Ximu could not resist it, let alone the dala?

In the bamboo forest halfway up the mountain, Chen Hua and Xiaoyue, who were sitting in the pavilion opposite each other, also stopped playing chess and looked up at the top of Qipan Mountain.

"Ximu!" ​​Seeing the scene of Shan Ximu's body collapse, Xiaoyue, whose face also changed from tense, then her expression seemed to be conscious and her eyes flashed: "Is this kid?"

Chen Hua also narrowed his eyes, turned to the corner of his mouth and smiled lightly, "This little guy is a little courageous!"

With a muffled sound of "Peng", before approaching the purple thunder ball floating on the top of the mountain, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and suddenly flew backwards.

"Huh?" Daluo, who was staggering in the night sky, suddenly felt a familiar wave of energy rising rapidly. He couldn't help but look up at the rapidly expanding and thinning purple thunder ball. He saw a faint phantom of soul standing in it, wearing dark blue armor and holding a long spear in his hand. He was majestic.

"Senior Brother!" Daluo couldn't help crying with joy, and turned to look at Shan Ximu's soul body in the purple thunder ball with some concern. Even the body of the body could not resist Shan Ximu's purple thunder. How could the body of the soul resist?

However, what is surprising is that although the purple lightning lights continue to flow on Shan Ximu's soul, they did not turn his soul into nothingness, but instead made his soul more solid.

"Condensing the physical body? He wants to practice the scattered immortal?" Xue Dingshan, Qingyuan and Qingzhu, etc., who were watching from afar, and the monks who watched in secret were all surprised and a little unbelievable: "Is he confident in actually borrowing the thunder tribulation to condense the physical body? Or is he forced to take risks?"

Not to mention them, Shan Ximu, as the person involved, was also a little surprised. Originally, his move was indeed very risky and helpless. When he wanted to break through the purple thunder tribulation with his own body and escape from the soul and turn to the immortal cultivation, he found that even if he exploded his body's powerful experience, he could not help his soul break free from the constraints of the purple thunder tribulation. Obviously, he didn't know that it was the Zixiao divine thunder, which was not the same. Even the Daluo Golden Immortals dared not be careless, let alone a cultivator who had not become an immortal?

Originally, Shan Ximu was about to despair, but he clearly felt the terrifying power of the purple thunder tribulation. The pressure of aura alone made him feel like he could not feel confrontation in his heart.

But at this moment, an invisible gentle energy surged into his soul body, causing the trauma of his soul body to recover quickly, and the power of his soul suddenly increased by a large part. It seemed like eating ginseng fruit, a cool and comfortable feeling surged into the depths of his soul, which made Shan Ximu unable to help but tremble and faintly entered a mysterious state.

Subconsciously, Shan Ximu began to induce the Zixiao divine thunder that was about to dissipate to condense his body. If he was completely awake, he would not have the courage!

Slowly, when the tears of the purple sky divine thunder were all melted into Shan Ximu's body, Shan Ximu, whose body was successfully condensed, quietly sat cross-legged on the slightly messy mountain top with charred and broken marks everywhere, emitting a faint purple thunder lightning and mysterious aura all over his body, entering a state of sudden enlightenment of cultivation.

"Senior Brother!" Dala, who was slightly closer, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she looked at Shan Ximu Jingxi.

"Sister Tuluo, how about brother?" Dou Yihu and Dou Xiantong hurriedly walked to Daluo's side.

Daluo hurriedly said, "Senior brother is recuperating, don't disturb him. You guys go back first, I'll guard here!"

When Dou Yihu and his sister looked at each other after hearing this, they nodded and left.

"Have you chosen to practice the immortals?" Xue Dingshan, who was in the camp of the second army of the imperial court in the distance, frowned slightly.

Qingzhu, not far away, also sighed: "Use the power of thunder tribulation to condense the body, the body condensed must be strong!"

"I always feel something wrong," Qingyuan, who was standing beside him frowned and shook his head, "Shan Ximu is really so confident that he can successfully withstand the power of the thunder tribulation? The purple thunder and lightning are very scary. Shan Ximu was afraid that he would not have thought of it before he passed the tribulation. He was not sure and took risks. Is this Shan Ximu really so courageous?"

Qingzhu was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at Qingyuan in confusion: "Qingyuan, are you thinking too much? If not, can there be any explanation?"

Qingyuan shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything, but just looked at the Qipan Mountain with a slightly flashing look.

In the Kunlun fairyland, the thin old Taoist who was sitting cross-legged on the cold jade bed was frowned, and his eyes were filled with surprise and whispering: "Is that purple thunder seemingly the purple thunder the divine thunder?"

The thin old Taoist who was talking suddenly shrank and cried in a low voice: "If it were Zixiao Divine Thunder, how could he, a little earth immortal, resist it?"

"It seems that there is a help from a master? Penglai Immortal Island, has anyone come down to earth?" The thin old Taoist who took a deep breath and said softly, his expression became a little solemn: "It's such a fast speed!"

In the forbidden space of the Xuangong Sect of Jiugong Mountain, the elegant middle-aged leader Xuantian, who was sitting cross-legged in the air, frowned slightly and showed surprise, and then sneered: "Young man is lucky!"

Xiaoyue, who was completely relieved in Qipan Mountain, bamboo forest by the lake, and in the pavilion, couldn't help but bow to Chen Hua with a smile: "Thank you for your actions!"

"It's just a matter of raising hands. It's worth it to add an excellent junior to my fortune!" Chen Hua, who smiled faintly, glanced casually across the deep night sky. A trace of inexplicable spirit flashed deep in his eyes.

Xiaoyue smiled even more intensely when she heard this: "Haha, I didn't expect Ximu to be so vigorous. The Zixiao Divine Thunder of the Yuan nerve was tempered, and his body was condensed by the Zixiao Divine Thunder. He was reborn. In the future, he would definitely make rapid progress in his cultivation. In the future, the realm of Daluo is expected!"

"The realm of Daluo? Xiaoyue, your expectations are too low! How could I lack Daluo Golden Immortal under my fortune?" Chen Hua shook his head slightly when he heard this.

Xiaoyue smiled helplessly and said, "Grandpa, even if I am sure to reach the Daluo Golden Immortal, but if I want to kill the corpse and become a quasi-saint, I don't have any confidence. Ximu. Although there are some opportunities, if I can become a quasi-saint in the future, it sounds a bit far away!"

"A boob who is unpromising!" Chen Hua laughed and cursed, then he even stood up and looked up at the handrail, narrowing his eyes and said: "As long as the strength is enough, once the opportunity comes, even if you break free from the constraints of the heavenly way, it is not impossible to break free from the constraints of the heavenly way. How can a mere quasi-saint achieve it if you can't even think about it? If you miss your senior brother Yang Jiao, what kind of good background is you? Wouldn't you also become the top strongman among the quasi-saints and become the leader of the three generations of disciples of my fortune lineage?"

When Xiaoyue heard Chen Hua say this, her eyes suddenly shone brightly. She stood up in a stir and said respectfully to Chen Hua: "Grandpa teaches you, Xiaoyue keeps it in mind and will work hard to practice in order to achieve the realm of quasi-saints."

"Okay, this is my grandson!" Chen Hua turned around and looked at Xiaoyue, and couldn't help but smiled with satisfaction.

Xiaoyue then hurriedly said, "Grandpa, I feel that the world changes above this ancestral star makes me feel deeply moved and is very beneficial to my cultivation. Therefore, I plan to practice hard on the ancestral star for a while, at least I can reach the realm of Daluo first, and then return to the fairy world."

"Okay!" Chen Hua nodded and said, "You little guys have their own way to go. Sometimes, you don't have to think too much. Follow your heart and you won't go too far. Okay, my grandfather has been here for a while, and it's time to leave."

Leaving? Xiaoyue was stunned, and then he hurriedly said respectfully: "Xiaoyue respectfully sent her grandfather and grandmother!"

Before Xiaoyue finished speaking, she saw the space beside Chen Hua fluctuating slightly, and a beautiful figure appeared. It was Hu Ling'er, so she couldn't help but add a sentence.

"Xiaoyue, practice well!" Hu Ling'er, who was reminding Xiaoyue with a smile, and disappeared with Chen Hua, and her figure disappeared into the twisted void.

Xiaoyue, who watched them leave, took a deep breath and saw the flickering figure disappearing.

"Teacher?" He was waiting for Shan Ximu's dala. When he saw Xiaoyue, he was stunned for a moment and hurriedly saluted respectfully.

Xiaoyue, who nodded slightly, said directly: "Okay, Dala! Ximu practices. I don't know how long it takes to wake up, so you don't have to stay here. There are some things you need to arrange for as a teacher."

"Yes, teacher, please give me instructions!" Daluo looked at Shan Ximu, hesitated for a moment and then responded quickly.

"You are here to guard me, what else are you worried about?" Xiaoyue, who smiled and joked with Taluo, looked at Taluo's pretty face flushed, and said nothing, but a passage of spiritual sense sounded in Xiaoyue's mind.

He looked up at Xiaoyue's Tara, and he couldn't help but nodded in understanding and flew away.

After Tara left, Xiaoyue couldn't help but look at the direction of Kunlun Mountain in the northwest with a light curl. Her eyes were burning and murmured to herself: "This time, my fortune lineage will make a move first. I wonder, how are you going to deal with it with the Yuxu lineage?"

While speaking, Xiaoyue turned her head slightly and looked at the direction where Jiugong Mountain was, showing a sneer on her face.

In the chessboard village, Dou Xiantong lives in the boudoir, and the night is getting darker. After returning from the top of the mountain, Dou Xiantong, who has not rested or practiced, sat in front of the dressing table, holding her cheeks with her jade hands and some soul wandering outside, looking at a jade mirror on the dressing table that is as transparent as jade as ice.

"Fairy boy. What are you thinking? You haven't had a rest at such a late night?" Amid the chuckle, accompanied by the crisp footsteps, Daluo walked in.

Dou Xiantong, who came to her senses, couldn't help but get up and look at Daluo with a hurried look: "Sister Daluo!"

"Didn't you bother you?" Seeing Dou Xiantong's unnatural look, Daluo asked deliberately with a smile.

"No! Sister Daluo, please sit down!" Dou Xiantong, who greeted Daluo with a smile, couldn't help but ask, "By the way, Sister Daluo, aren't you guarding your elder brother? Why did you come back suddenly?"

Dala, who sat down at the round table in the room, smiled faintly and said, "There is a teacher on Qipan Mountain. Who dares to be arrogant?"

"That's true! Sister Daluo, have a cup of tea!" Dou Xiantong nodded slightly and poured a cup of tea for Daluo himself.

Seeing that Dou Xiantong was forced to act naturally, she didn't seem to think of the strange smell in her words, Daluo couldn't help but smile even more and suddenly said: "Fairy Tong, what do you think of Xue Dingshan, the marshal of the second army of the court?"

"Ah?" Dou Xiantong, who was shaking the teacup in his hand, then hurriedly asked in a concealment: "Sister Dalau. Why did he suddenly ask this?"

Daluo seemed not to notice Dou Xiantong's expression, and smiled at herself, "What if I marry Xue Dingshan? I saw him during the day and was so heroic and handsome, it was so touching!"

"Sister Dalau, don't you like Big Brother?" Dou Xiantong was stunned and asked in a hurry.

Tala pretended to be disdainful and snorted coldly: "Who likes that cold and hard dead wood? This princess has decided to stop him."

"Fairy Child, do you say! How about that Xue Dingshan?" As he said that, Daluo looked at Dou Xiantong with anticipation.

He pursed his lips unnaturally, but facing the eyes of Daluo, Dou Xiantong pretended to be natural and smiled and nodded, "It's pretty good!"

"Pa" slapped the slap with his jade hand and immediately smiled, "Since you say that, then that's it! Humph, as long as he is willing to marry me, the princess will not only let him cross Qipan Mountain with two troops, but will also join him in the west."

On the side, Dou Xiantong, who had her teeth lightly bit her red lips, lowered her head silently, and a hint of gloom flashed through her beautiful eyes.

"Hey? Fairy Child, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Aren't you happy that your sister found a good husband?" Ta Luo asked deliberately with a puzzled look when she saw this.

Upon hearing this, Dou Xiantong, who was bitter in her heart, had to look up and squeeze out a smile and said, "Happy, of course I'm happy!"

"Okay, I laugh more pitiful than crying!" Daluo, Dou Xiantong's eyes turned white, and said directly: "Fairy Child, do you like Xue Dingshan, right?"

When Dou Xiantong heard this, her pretty face changed slightly and she waved her hand and said, "Sister Dalau, you misunderstood, I didn't."

"Haha, no need to explain!" Daluo said with a smile: "Actually, my sister is just teasing you. I like it, but only my senior brother is the only one. As for the Xue Dingshan who looks pretty good, I don't like her sister!"

Dou Xiantong was stunned for a moment, then his pretty face turned red and said a little embarrassedly: "Sister Dalau, are you deliberately cheating me?"

"If this is not the case, how could you express your thoughts so easily?" Daluo said with a smile, and said in a narrow voice: "Do you want my sister to help you be a matchmaker and protect this matchmaker? Then Xue Dingshan is also a young hero, and a descendant of a famous family, who is worthy of you."

Dou Xiantong blushed, lowered her head like an ostrich, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito and flies: "Sister Dalau, I'm just a female bandit, he probably won't look down on me, right?"

"Barring!" But Tu Luo glared slightly with beautiful eyes: "Heroes don't ask about their origins! He just has a powerful man, or he is also a poor man. His grandfather is not an ordinary citizen of Longmen, Jiangzhou. Your grandfather is Dou Jiande, the king of Xia. After all, you are a descendant of a famous family, but you are a good match in the country. Besides, it is my sister, who is so noble enough. Otherwise, when my sister goes back and tells my father, fortunately let you recognize him as your adoptive father and let him sign you as my princess in Beimo, how about it?"

Dou Xiantong hurriedly said, "Sister Darlao, I really don't care about my identity. As long as Xue Dingshan really likes me and cares about me, even if he is a concubine, Xiantong is willing. If he doesn't like me, even if he is his wife, he will not be happy."

"You, I'm really fascinated by him!" He looked at Dou Xiantong's Tala helplessly and said, "Then Xue Dingshan is not married yet. If you marry, you will naturally be a wife. There is no need to discuss this! If you have no objection, then the princess will order someone to send a message to Xue Dingshan tomorrow and ask him to send someone to the village to discuss the marriage. Didn't he want to pass Qipanshan as soon as possible? I believe that he will be more anxious than you."

When Dou Xiantong heard this, her pretty face turned red and said coquettishly: "Sister Dalau, who is anxious?"

"Haha, men get married when they are old, women get married when they are old, why are they shy?" Daluo couldn't help but smile.

As he said that, Daluo smiled and said, "Okay, let's get off early, sister will go back first! Let's talk to your brother about this tomorrow, and it will be decided."

"Sister Dalau, I'll give you it!" Dou Xiantong quickly blushed and stood up to give him to Dalau.

The next morning, in the Qipan Mountain Village Gathering Hall, Dou Yihu stared at Dou Xiantong and Daluo with slightly glaring eyes: "What? Fairy Tong is going to marry Xue Dingshan?"

"What, do you have any objection?" Daluo's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes looked at Dou Yihu with a dangerous light.

Seeing this, Dou Yihu suddenly waved his hand and smiled, "No, of course I have no objection. The fairy boy has a good vision, but Xue Dingshan is indeed good, but he is also a good match. It would be great to have Sister Daluo as this matchmaker."

"But" Dou Yihu turned a little hesitant and twisted.

Seeing this, Daluo frowned and said impatiently: "What do you mean by me? Do you want me to help you become a matchmaker?"

"Uh! Yes!" What surprised Daluo was that Dou Yihu blushed and nodded awkwardly: "Sister Dalou, I think the female general next to Xue Dingshan was good yesterday. Why don't you help me become a matchmaker as well!"

Her beautiful eyes stared at Dou Yihu and looked up and down. Dou Yihu's body was tightly lit, and she couldn't help laughing: "Haha, you Yihu, you really know how to grab a rabbit!"

"Sister Dalau, look, my sister is about to get married. How can I, a brother, fall behind?" Dou Yihu's face turned red, and he hurriedly said with a willing look, "I am a single family of the Dou family! This is a great responsibility for the Dou family!"

Daluo couldn't help but smile even more: "Okay! Sister, the media, will help you protect me!" (To be continued...)
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