Situ Zhenren was frightened.

It’s so weird that life is extinct. In this case, not to mention a Qiankun Qingguang Cup, even ten are useless...

Zhenren Situ looked at Mr. Zhuang, whose breath was weak and his vitality was dissipating, and sighed deeply.

If there is really someone in this world who can compete with the evil Taoist, then I think it is only Mr. Zhuang, who has a stunning talent, will come out with the evil Taoist...

"Go a bet..."

Although I may not be able to live that day, I also have to seek welfare and make good relationships for the descendants of Xuanji Valley...

"Okay!" Situ Zhenren nodded, "I promise."

Bai Qingcheng was stunned. She was about to rob her, but unexpectedly, Zhenren Situ suddenly changed her mind.

"But, I have a few conditions..." Situ Zhenren said again.

Bai Qingcheng nodded, "Senior, please tell me."

Zhenren Situ sighed: "This is your Bai family, at least you Zhenren Bai, you owe us a favor from Xuanji Valley..."

"In the future, if there is any danger in my Xuanji Valley, please help Bai Zhenren!"

Bai Qingcheng agreed: "This is natural."

Situ Zhenren said again: "If Bai Zhenren gets the treasure of Tianji that replaces the Qingguangzhan of Qiankun, please give it to me as a way to make up for the losses of Xuanji Valley..."

Bai Qingcheng said: "Okay."

"There is another one..." Situ Zhenren looked solemn, "I will rescue you, don't mention it to anyone..."

Mr. Zhuang has too many enemies and too much cause and effect.

Zhenren Situ was afraid that he could not bear it.

Bai Qingcheng nodded solemnly.

Situ Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was reluctant to leave, he still took out the Qiankun Qingguang Cup and said to Bai Qingcheng:

"You and Mr. Zhuang go out together, you should know that Mr. Zhuang's sea of ​​energy is exhausted and his sea of ​​consciousness is broken. It is not a elixir stone that can be cured or a human force can be saved..."

"I can only use the Qiankun Qingguang as the array eye, spend the life of this lamp, set up the Xuanhuo Eternal Bright Formation, and lock Mr. Zhuang's cause and effect."

"If there is no cause of 'death', the result of 'death' will not come."

"Locking the cause and effect, Mr. Zhuang will temporarily not be considered 'death'."

"But you have to know that this is just a secret of heaven to prosper, not a life-saving life, nor can it help you."

"Once the lamp is turned off, the formation is destroyed, and the cause and effect are replaced, Mr. Zhuang will still die..."

Bai Qingcheng said reluctantly: "Okay."

Even if it is just locking in cause and effect, it doesn’t count as death, at least there is a glimmer of hope...

It's better than hopeless...

Zhenren Situ sighed and began to burn the clear light, set up the Xuanhuo array, lit the eternal light, temporarily locked the cause and effect, and sealed Mr. Zhuang's "death".

Bai Qingcheng breathed a little relieved and waited in front of Mr. Zhuang for a few days. Suddenly, he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten the ink painting.

She used her spiritual sense to scan Dali Mountain and found that outside Dali Mountain, there was a mountain road with ink paintings alone and unknown direction.

Bai Qingcheng felt a little distressed, so he brought the ink painting to Mr. Zhuang.

Mo Hua saw the master who had taught him, smiled at him, touched his head, and cared for him, lying coldly, unconscious, ignorant of life and death, and tears could not be stopped.

In the following days, Mo Hua did not eat or drink, and stayed in front of Mr. Zhuang.

...

In the Qiankun Cup, clear light overflows.

In the Xuanhuo Eternal Bright Formation, the formation patterns are profound.

Mr. Zhuang was lying in the formation, his breath was as light as clouds and mist, ethereal and empty, like life and death, only a trace of vitality remained.

He thought that he had died and would never rest assured.

But in the hazy, I still felt a familiar and worrying atmosphere.

Mr. Zhuang finally opened his eyes and took a look at the ink painting.

Mo Hua stood in front of him, with his head hanging down, his figure lost, his eyes were red, and he kept using his sleeves to wipe his tears.

Mr. Zhuang felt a little distressed and a little relieved.

Someone is still worried about himself...

He imprinted the figure of Mo Hua in his mind and silently said in his heart:

"Living well..."

"Practice well, learn the formation..."

"Study hard..."

When Mr. Zhuang's mind was stagnant, he felt his vitality was stagnant. This thought seemed to be just a reflection of the light, just a dying residual thought...

But that's enough...

Mr. Zhuang looked at the ink painting and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Mo Hua was suddenly stunned. When he looked up, Mr. Zhuang had already closed his eyes.

Mo Hua rubbed his eyes, but his eyes were sour and he couldn't see clearly. I don't know if the master woke up or looked at himself.

“Master…”

Mo Hua felt sad and tears flowed down again.

...

Three days later, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also came.

They looked disappointed, and when they saw Mr. Zhuang, they felt even more sad and their eyes were red.

It was not until I saw Mo Hua safe and sound that I was a little better.

The two of them sat beside Mo Hua, accompanied Mo Hua, and kept guarding Mr. Zhuang, without leaving no matter how they said.

Bai Qingcheng was helpless, but he was helpless.

He didn't expect that his children and the little disciple Mo Hua had such a deep relationship with his senior brother...

She could only instruct Aunt Xue to prepare some elixirs to nourish blood and energy, and watch these three children take a little every day, so as not to let them lose their blood and energy.

In addition, what Bai Qingcheng was most worried about was the devil Taoist.

This matter seemed to have settled, but she always felt scared, as if she had any plans.

She went to ask Zhenren Situ, and Zhenren Situ frowned and puzzled.

The devilish Taoist acts treacherously and cannot understand it thoroughly.

But I think that I have obtained the Guixutian Burial Map and the purpose of the Demonic Taoist should have been achieved, so I have no other intentions.

Moreover, he had inquired before.

It seems that the master of the seventh Pavilion of the Daoting Pavilion, who used the golden light celestial instrument to lock in the aura of the Taoist man and was chasing him.

The devil Taoist is too busy to take care of himself and should not take risks and do evil again.

Bai Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, Bai Qingcheng planned to leave.

She wanted to place Mr. Zhuang well, so that the eternal light could not be turned off, and she also sent Zixi and Zisheng to the Hui tribe.

At the same time, Mo Hua also needs to find a way to send him home.

The Daoting who were stationed outside the mountain city and the monks from all walks of life were also leaving.

But the night before leaving, something went wrong.

Because the separation was about to happen, Zhenren Situ simply held a banquet to serve as a farewell ceremony.

But after only three rounds of wine, a riot came from the camp, accompanied by the sound of horror, ferocious sound, crazy shouting, and fighting...

Situ Zhenren's heart trembled, "This is, the heart of Tao... to plant a demon?!"

The others also changed their expressions.

They immediately drove out and saw a few Taoist soldiers. As expected, they had lost their minds and looked ferocious, as if they were choosing someone to eat...

It is exactly the same as the sign of the demon that Taoist heart planted in that day.

As if he was facing a great enemy, Zhenren Situ hurriedly suppressed the deviled disciples and turned around to make everyone wary, but when he looked up, he couldn't help but frown.

There is no aura of divine and ingenious calculations...

That means that the devil Taoist is not here...

Zhenren Situ was a little surprised.
To be continued...