"Take back Yan Xiu's life?" The girl finally spoke, and a bright panic flashed in Qingbei's eyes, and the sound was even more minimal.

"Yes, one life exchanges another life, this is the condition for the Yin-Yang Palace to be opened." Cang Yue nodded, and at the same time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The girl didn't say anything anymore, but her fists had already subconsciously pinched her chest and her chest kept undulating, and her expression seemed to be a little slight.

"You are very smart and should understand the purpose of my visit this time. Take off your red skirt and follow me to Lingyun Tower. When you get there, you will understand that your waiting has no meaning at all!" Cang Yue's tone became a little cold when she spoke.

"Do you know what friendship is?" The girl spoke again, and just as she spoke, her originally undulating chest slowly calmed down.

"What does it mean?" Cang Yue's brow frowned slightly.

"You don't understand, because you don't have any, you don't have friends in your life, so you will never understand true friendship."

"Haha, it seems that you are still a little unwilling to give up, but it doesn't matter. One day, you will understand that some things are completely meaningless!"

"You are so pitiful."

"What?"

"You have no friends, and you don't know what love is. Since you were born, you have lived a self-happy life in Lingyun Tower. In fact, you have never really understood this world at all."

"Shut up, how did you know that I was in Lingyun Tower as soon as I was born?! Tell you, I... forget it, you don't understand if I told you!" Cang Yue did not continue, but stood up directly, looked at the sky, and the expression on her face was actually confused for a moment.

"Are you leaving?" the girl continued to speak.

"You really want to keep waiting for a dead person. Stay in this ice prison and never see hope?" Cang Yue asked again.

"I'll keep waiting."

"What if the half year you agreed upon?"

"Stay waiting!"

"You're waiting forever if you don't come?"

"Yes!"

"It's ridiculous. If this is what you talk about friendship and love, I think this kind of thing will always become an obstacle in the cultivation journey!" After Cang Yue said that, a chill naturally surged out of her body, and little by little bright starlight flowed between her fingers.

The girl did not continue to speak, but turned around and looked at the cold pool behind her, and then jumped into it directly, completely sank into the cold pool.

"Pu!", a circle of ripples rippled.

Cang Yue's expression stiffened for a moment. Looking at the girl who had disappeared in front of the cold pond, her expression seemed to reveal some kind of pain.

No one knew that there was a figure lingering in Cangyue's mind, which made her body tremble. However, after a moment, she returned to normal, her body rushed straight into the sky, disappearing in an instant, leaving only a sound echoing in the sky.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, but what kind of sentiment is there in the world!"

...

Nangongling, wind and snow are intertwined.

A young figure walked from the wind and snow, his pace was not fast, but not slow. There was no sign of too many expressions on his ordinary face, but the scar on his face was somewhat hideous.

Nangong Mu.

A person who disappeared in the holy realm and appeared in Nangongling at this moment.

"I'm back." A figure standing among countless stone tablets looked at the young man walking in the wind and snow, his tone as calm as looking at a stranger.

It is the current head of the Nangong family, Nangong Tian.

Nangong Mu did not speak, but nodded slightly. At the same time, he looked at a huge ancient tree in the sky in front of the stone tablet.

It was a giant tree with countless white flowers, rushing straight to the sky, with white petals as white as snow on the flowers, and a faint silver light flowing on the petals.

Exaggerated ancient tree.

However, Nangong Mu was not surprised too much. He just glanced lightly and then took his eyes back from the ancient tree.

"Since you are back and still alive, I think you should understand what you will do next." Nangong Tian said again.

"Will brother die?" Nangong Mu finally spoke.

"There is no absolute in the world. I cannot answer you this question for the time being, but he has successfully completed the mission of the Nangong family. Next, this mission will be inherited by you!"

"Why have to do this? Are we not doing well now?"

"Okay? Where is the best?"

"Calm...at least, we live a very peaceful life, and we have also received the respect we deserve every year..."

"Shut up!" Nangong Tian's tone finally changed a little, and he directly interrupted Nangong Mu's continued words: "We are living a peaceful life? So, have you ever thought about them?"

As Nangong Tian finished speaking, his hand pointed directly at the countless stone tablets standing in the wind and snow around him. The names could not be seen clearly on them, but there were still vague words that appeared.

The wind and snow fell, and the chill suddenly rose.

Nangong Mu's body trembled for a moment, subconsciously looked at the countless stone tablets in front of him, and his lips slowly bitten inadvertently.

"I'll ask you again last time. Do you know your mission? If you don't know, then you'll kneel here until you know!" Nangong Tian saw that Nangong Mu stopped talking, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Father, if...I accept this mission, can my brother come back?" Nangong Mu also felt extremely painful on his face when he heard this.

"That is his life, it has nothing to do with your mission. You just need to do your own thing, which is enough." Nangong Tian said again.

"Did my father not even want to lie to me once?"

"The people from the Nangong family do not need this kind of 'deception'. If your will is not firm enough, then you should continue to stay in the Holy Land and why do you come back?" Nangong Tian asked back.

"I……"

"You will make this decision yourself, and I will not persuade you again." After Nangong Tian said that, he turned around and walked towards the countless stone tablets, leaving only a few shallow footprints in the wind and snow.

Nangong Mu's body stood there, letting the wind and snow blow by. The tight hair had a thick layer of white frost in the wind and snow. He did not follow immediately, but looked at the ancient tree in front of him again, looking at the snow-like flowers on the ancient tree.

...

Jiuding Mountain.

A huge active volcano is filled with thick fog all year round, a huge rock lies across the mountains, and nine huge three-legged black tripods stand on the rocks.

Each black cauldron has complex patterns. In addition to some complicated characters, it also includes cloud patterns and some extremely weird graphics.

Below the nine black cauldrons is a naturally formed flat ground, and stone houses made of black rocks are spread all over the flat ground.

Today's Jiuding Mountain is obviously different from the past.

More than a thousand disciples from Jiuding Mountain stood under the nine black cauldrons, with a solemn expression, and a special solemnity.

In front of the disciples of Jiuding Mountain, nine elders from Jiuding Mountain and an old man in black and white clothes were standing in front. Each elder was wearing a black metal ring on his head.

It was a ring composed of nine small black cauldrons and nine black gems. The black cauldrons and gems were connected one by one, and they were all dark, with a faint light flowing on the ring.

"One sacrifice!" A white-haired old man standing in the middle of the nine elders also spoke at this time, with a strong solemn atmosphere on his face.

It was the great elder of Jiuding Mountain, "Yingyu".

With the "sacrifice" by Yingyu, the elder of Jiuding Mountain, all the disciples of Jiuding Mountain knelt down and bowed to the ground with their heads.

"Don't be so polite, are you?" An inappropriate voice sounded at this time, and compared with that solemn aura, it seemed a little abrupt.

This naturally made the disciples of Jiuding Mountain look a little angry, but it was just angry, and no one spoke or questioned.

after all……

They really couldn't argue with a sacrifice.

Yes, the one who spoke was the sacrifice, and this sacrifice was not someone else. Unfortunately, it was the turbulent and uprightness that made the sacred realm.

Fang Zhengzhengzheng was tied to an iron pillar in front of the nine black cauldrons at this moment by a black chain, and his blue long gown had long been ragged.

Judging from his expression, Fang Zhengzhi is now in a bit embarrassed.

However, Fang Zhengzhen's expression was not as ugly as expected, and even looked inexplicably free and easy.

"Second Sacrifice!" The elder of Jiuding Mountain, Yingyu, ignored Fang Zhengzheng's shouting and continued to speak. At the same time, his body leaned down and knelt down again and bowed forward.

The elders beside him and the disciples of Jiuding Mountain behind him naturally knelt down with the great elder Yingyu again, and their expressions were still extremely solemn.

This is a ceremony to commemorate the "Going of Heaven".

Then, both the Great Elder and the disciples of Jiuding Mountain must naturally kneel down. However, when Fang Zhengzhi's offering was shouting loudly, this solemnity made people feel a little strange in their hearts, as if they were really kneeling down to Fang Zhengzhi.

"Three sacrifices!" The great elder Yingyu spoke again.

As the third sacrifice was completed, the ceremony of commemorating the "Heavenly Walk" came to an end. Next, an alchemy ceremony was held.

As for this pill...

Naturally, still square.

"Six Elders." The great elder Yingyu also stood up at this moment and looked at the old man in black and white clothes standing next to him.

It’s not someone else, it’s the Sixth Elder of Yin and Yang Palace who came to Jiuding Mountain to preside over the alchemy.

After hearing the words of the Great Elder Yingyu, the sixth elder also took a step forward from the crowd and gave a brief salute to the Great Elder Yingyu.

"Which cauldron does Elder Ying want to use to refine elixirs?" The Sixth Elder also looked at the nine huge three-legged black cauldrons standing on the rock above his head.

"Just use the 'Zhongzhou Cauldron' to refine it, which can give this kid enough face. After all, this kid is now a person!" The great elder Yingyu also glanced at the nine black cauldrons above his head, and after a moment of silence, he also answered.

"Then this kid is really lucky. It is the first time in ancient times to refine alchemy with Zhongzhou Cauldron. I remember that the weapons refined in Zhongzhou Cauldron have reached the holy level at the lowest quality, right?" The Sixth Elder was also slightly surprised when he heard this.
To be continued...