The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

The six hundred and eighty eighth chapter: The secret of the Seven Worldly Complaints!

“Young Master Ningning, you!”

The white fox Nie Xiaoqian seems to understand something, yes, the two masters and apprentices have been acting from the beginning, making themselves fall in love with this Ning Caichen.

But what is the purpose of doing this? White Fox Nie Xiaoqian didn’t understand.

She closed the fox’s eyes in despair, and her heart was filled with unprecedented sadness.

“This blood is hot like boiling water. That’s right, the blood of the authentic Seventh generation grieving couple, this time the headmaster will definitely give me a lot of rewards!”

The Liuli Jade Jing bottle was soon filled with vivid drops of blood, and the white fox Nie Xiaoqian, who had lost too much blood, also slumped to the ground.

Her pretty face was as white as a dead person, and her whole person was full of strong lifelessness, and the sadness of love broke her heart, and her pitiful appearance made people look pitiful.

“Master, why do you want this Fox Demon’s blood? Don’t you have the Medicine Pill for healing, please save her quickly, I have been coveting Fox Demon’s body for a long time!”

Ning Caichen’s words made Nie Xiaoqian the white fox sad to the extent that it couldn’t be more.

How cruel is this man’s heart? So deceiving yourself, is it actually to do that kind of thing with yourself?

“Don’t worry, you will be with this Fox Demon soon!”

Yan Chixia turned around, staring at Ning Caichen with sharp eyes.

Ning Caichen noticed something, he opened his mouth in astonishment, and stepped back subconsciously.

“Master, are you going to kill me?!”

“Russ can be taught!”

Ning Caichen was desperate, and he realized that since the first time he saw Yan Chixia, he has been used by this honest-looking middle-aged man.

Now, is it time to unload the mill and kill the donkey?

“Could you let me die more clearly!?”

“Well, let me tell you as a teacher, and it’s not in vain for us to be a teacher and apprentice!”

“All this means the above!”

Ning Caichen breathed slightly, and said, “Is it the head?”

“No, I’m talking about the above!”

Yan Chixia stretched out her finger and pointed to the blue sky above her head.

“天 Heaven Court! East Heaven Court!”

“You are not stupid yet!”

Yan Chixia said solemnly: “A long time ago, a decree was passed down from above, asking us to cooperate with Xuanxin to find the Seventh Generation Companion!”

“There is only one pair of a certain mighty man of Heaven Court, who is considered to be the seventh-generation grudge in this world, and the man among them is you, Ning Caichen!”

“As for the woman in the Seventh Generation Complaints, it is Nie Xiaoqian from Lanruo Temple, but a few months ago our plan was frustrated by the group of bald donkeys at Tianyin Temple. Nie Xiaoqian didn’t know where to go. That plan failed!”

“But a few days ago, Sage of the Dragon Race Nine Heavens proclaimed and sanctified. Heavenly Dao had been active for a moment. The woman who can count, the female of the Seven Generations of Complaints has appeared again!”

“Then we set off, and based on the clues provided by that great power, we found this white fox!”

“Although we don’t know why there are two people who meet the requirements of the Seventh Generation Companion, and both are named Nie Xiaoqian, this does not prevent me from completing the task!”

“As long as you love each other, the blood in your body will become hot, and I can take your blood and soul!”

“Good boy, let me see if your blood is boiling hot!”

In the gloomy laughter, Yan Chixia slowly walked towards Ning Caichen.

“What kind of shit, Yan Chixia, what are you doing with my blood and soul?!”

Ning Caichen was very frightened. He backed up one after another, trembling, and finally sat down on the ground with dead leaves.

“This kind of thing is confidential, how can I tell you this ant!”

Yan Chixia sneered and said, he straightened up his arm, and wanted to end up with Ning Caichen.

“He is an ant, don’t you say that I understand, I am not an ant, I am a wild beast, I don’t know if Yan Daxia can tell me the secrets of your Shushan? I really want to know!”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang from the dense forest, causing Yan Chixia’s body to tremble suddenly.

Turning around, Yan Chixia stared at a certain place with her vicissitudes of life.

But seeing there, Bu Fei Fei came out slowly, holding the green bamboo.

“Step Dage!”

White Fox Nie Xiaoqian saw Bu Feihua, and instantly felt that her relatives were coming, and she burst into tears.

“Are you here to die?!”

Yan Chixia stared at Bu Feihua fiercely.

“I’m here to die, what can you do to me?”

“Hahaha, extraordinary steps, I admit that you are very talented, but don’t think that if you become a Juren, you can go to heaven and earth!”

“Since you’re looking for death and broke my secret, don’t want to walk out of this forest alive!”

“I, Yan Chixia, let you see today, what is called Earth Immortals!”

“My strength is what you need to look up to!”

Amidst the arrogant laughter, Yan Chixia pulled out the Chiyang Immortal Sword from Nie Xiaoqian’s chest, and slashed it towards the extraordinary head.

“Step Dage, be careful!!”

As a white fox Nie Xiaoqian who has just grown into a human form and knows nothing about power, Yan Chixia is a more terrifying existence than the five Zen arhats.

He couldn’t avoid stepping back, and just stepped forward to face the Chiyang Immortal Sword that Yan Chixia was waving from.

“Boy, in such a hurry to reincarnate, I will fulfill you!”

“Zheng!”

The violent Jian Gang rolled, and instantly uprooted the towering ancient trees with a radius of hundreds of meters.

Yan Chixia’s pupils shrank violently to the size of a needle at this moment.

Bu Feihua’s complexion was as usual, he just stretched out an index finger and pointed it on the tip of the Chiyang Immortal Sword, so that Yan Chixia’s full blow could not penetrate an inch.

“You don’t know anything about my extraordinary power!”

Bu Feihua’s star pupils bloomed with cold light, his body vibrated, and the Yan Chixia Immortal Sword, the Chiyang Immortal Sword, crumbled every inch at this moment, turned into iron filings, and splashed around with the sound of breaking through the sky.

Yan Chixia, who was rushed by her literary spirit, rolled in mid-air for several times before landing heavily, splashing dry leaves all over the floor, making her feel embarrassed.

Standing up tremblingly, Yan Chixia pointed at Extraordinary in horror, her expression as if she had seen a ghost.

“Pump!”

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yan Chixia passed out due to multiple reasons of being frightened and severely injured by the impact of cultural energy.

Bu Feihua didn’t kill him, as long as he was willing, Yan Chixia could die a hundred times with a breath.

He also had to extract some information from the mouth of the Shushan Clan.

“Do you still like others casually in the future?!”

Bu Feihua came to Nie Xiaoqian’s side, held her cold bare hands, and helped her to cure her wounds.